novelbin Chapter 1508 767: Good Advice Falls on Deaf Ears, Compassion Cannot Save
Chapter 1508 767: Good Advice Falls on Deaf Ears, Compassion Cannot Save
"Well, everyone is thinking about making a bit more contribution, so that Luo Island can shine more. Thousand Islands men always yearn for the sea."
The initiator's expression twitched, summoning up courage, finally spoke the real reason: "Everyone also wants to earn a little more."
Money.
At the end of the day, it's still about money.
No matter how good the welfare of Luo Island is, no matter how high the treatment on the Coast is, people's hearts are never satisfied. Seeing familiar faces in the news getting rich, one's heart burns with impatience and eagerness to try.
Even if you're aware of the risks, what you're more aware of are those tremendous profits, aren't they?
Moreover, the treatment in Luo Island is so good, the bounty prices won't be lower than elsewhere, right?
Even if you get injured, disabled, can't you still come back to work?
The elderly, women, and children at home can still do odd jobs, right?
It's all good, it's all good.
Li City benefits the people, greatly benefits the Coast!
Even if Mr. Ji knows about it, he should understand, right?
Seeing those eyes filled with hope and longing looking at him, Ji Jue remained expressionless, coldly lifting his tea cup.
"Get out."
A soft word, echoing in the silence.
No more words to say.
Those expectant faces fell into shock, stiffening, unbelievable.
Ji Jue said nothing more, pointing to the office door.
Leave, disappear from my sight.
"Mr. Ji... Wait, you might have misunderstood..."
"Everyone is thinking about Luo Island..."
"Don't be angry, we're just asking..."
Chaotic voices rose and fell, after putting down his tea cup, Ji Jue turned and left.
Not anger.
Fear.
Even wasting one more second on these fools, he wouldn't be able to suppress the craftsman's professional instinct!
There's nothing more wasteful than talking to idiots, but if there's anything more disgusting, it's knowing he's an idiot but still holding back from letting him self-destruct!
If not for the fact that these people could still screw a few screws on the assembly line, Ji Jue might've directly put them through the trash disposal process.
Thus, after this day, Luo Island's ban remained strict, unchanged.
No matter how petitions and initiatives were launched, it was to no avail, from start to finish, there was no sign of relaxing regulation or offering bounties in Luo Island.
No matter how much one tried to gather information, all that could be obtained from City Hall were cold rejections — no, not considering, absolutely impossible!
As a result, rumors quickly became rampant, endlessly.
[The Coast isn't offering any bounties to monopolize this income, not sharing any with everyone!]
[The Ji family wants everyone to be tied to the assembly line to screw for a lifetime, work as laborers for a lifetime, never allowing anyone to leave the Coast!]
[My relative told me he saw Luo Island's fleet set out last night, and when they returned, Disaster Beast carcasses were hauled back ship after ship.]
[Ji Jue has made a fortune, collected all the bounties from all Seven Cities!]
Under the surveillance of the Paradise System, agitators and stirrers were becoming more numerous in private, even rallying, readying to march in protest, slogans and banners prepared.
Demand human rights, demand freedom, oppose tyrant dictatorship.
Regrettably, a few dissatisfied with the status quo hadn't even initiated action before being sent to the park by Peacekeeping Cat for tea.
There wasn't even a wave of response...
No matter how much it was hyped and encouraged, most people reacted with shock, envy, then shook their heads.
"Did they really make that much money? Amazing, huh? Me, I have work tomorrow, if I get employee of the month again, I can become a supervisor!"
A middle-aged man, full of wrinkles, aging before his time, grinned, revealing yellow teeth, faced with an invitation, waved his hands.
After watching his old friend leave, a wife's voice came from behind the door: "What happened to your friend, rarely visits, not having a meal? I'm about to put the rice in the pot."
"Ominous."
The man's exaggerated smile vanished, closed the door, spat: "Keep away from him and his family next time, if he comes looking for me again, say I'm not here."
"Huh?" The wife poked her head out from the kitchen: "What's wrong?"
"Don't let his blood splatter on us when he dies."
The man sat on the newly purchased sofa, opened a can of beer just taken from the fridge, lit a cigarette, lay back delightfully, and sniffed the scent from the kitchen, filled with laughter: "This beef smells really good, I'll get another two pounds tomorrow."
"There's too much at home, can't fit, save some up."
A helpless voice came from the kitchen: "Aren't you going to be a supervisor? Buy a better watch in advance, don't let others laugh at you, didn't you love those Empire leather shoes? It's rare to save some money, perfect timing to buy them."
"Hmm, how about first buying a stroller?"
"You annoying ghost..."
Amidst the noise of spatula clashing and exhaust fan, the sound of the TV faintly emerged.
Fragrant steam rose from the pot, blurring the glass in front of the window.
Outside, dusk gradually rose, lights flickered in the newly built apartment building.
On the slightly narrow square downstairs, children were still playing, noisy.