Zhao Hui was in a bad mood today. After passing by the edge of Yufang District, he felt even more irritable. He couldn't figure out the specific reason.

Faced with these ministers, there are actually many work details to be arranged, but I can’t raise my mind for a while and want to have a good rest. Maybe it was because I didn’t sleep last night and I was a little tired now.

Before sending them away, Zhao Hui said again: "Everyone has worked hard, and the tantalum coins left by Minister Yu will be paid to you monthly."

Everyone present stared wide, as if they didn't believe what Mr. Zhao said. It was possible that he could get a salary.

"You mean..." Fei Mingyang shrugged, "We have a salary? Get it monthly?"

"Everyone is focusing on the construction of the Binku area. Your family and servants have to spend money, right?" Zhao Hui stood up, walked around the tent before saying again: "Let's do that! Minister-level, including Yu Tianlei, Wei Haoqiang, Fei Mingyang, Yang Wei, Zhou Ming, you guys have five tantalum coins per month."

Five tantalum coins are already quite a considerable income for people living in the Binkui area. Those ordinary Storm tribe members may not have seen so many in their lives. And they have monthly incomes and absolutely high salaries.

"Thank you Mr. Zhao!" Fei Mingyang was the first to react and thanked Zhao Hui happily.

Wei Haoqiang and others spoke in unison, "Thank you Mr. Zhao!"

"No need to thank me! As long as everyone works together, I believe that one day in the future, I can get fifty tantalum coins per month or even more."

Zhao Hui's words are enough to make these guys who have been fighting or stealing food crazy, and they all show their joy.

Zhao Hui also said: "You will have some team leaders and assistants below, and you can pay a monthly salary of a tantalum coin. A smaller team leader can pay a tantalum coin every quarter. This is up to you to decide. After you report it to me, Minister Yu will pay it together."

Several ministers were like listening to heaven. The thousand-year-old rule of the Binhuo District was that the lower class paid tribute to the upper class, and all the broken tantalum collected from the isolation area was handed over. It would be the leader's turn to pay money to his subordinates.

This is incredible, it's just a dream.

The ministers whispered to each other. The biggest gain today seems to be not the tantalum coins they have already obtained. What they can earn in the future is truly owned by everyone.

"Don't be too happy too early!"

As soon as Zhao Hui said this, everyone was scared again. I wonder what new things he would turn into, and everyone listened attentively.

"You ministers, the first-level team leaders under your jurisdiction are not allowed to exceed three, and each first-level team leader is not allowed to exceed three second-level team leaders. You can also have two assistants, and they are not included in the team leader's quota."

In this way, each minister has fourteen members in addition to himself who can receive salary from the base camp, which is definitely good news for their future organizational construction and daily management.

The unhappiness I felt before was swept away because of the distribution of tantalum coins and the need to report everything.

Zhao Hui showed his intention to distinguish between rewards and punishments, and in the future, the Binhuo District will have a management policy of Zhang Youchi.

Everyone can accept small emotions, but if you make a big mistake or simply go against his will, you will directly deal with it.

"Do you understand?"

Everyone answered in unison and explained clearly.

He Jie was very happy that he was at the level of a team leader. He was the first among all the people who received their salary to learn the news. The treatment was already good.

An Liu and Cui Xiping didn't say anything. They didn't have any official positions, and these two people had no idea about tantalum coins. They just had food and clothing, and they never thought about anything else.

Of course, An Liu has her little thoughts, as long as she can be with Mr. Zhao, she has almost no other choice.

At this time, the maid brought in, and Zhao Hui did not leave several ministers for lunch, but waved his hand to ask them all to retreat.

Fei Mingyang was stopped by him when he was about to go out, "When will the foundation be laid?"

"tomorrow!"

"Yes!" Zhao Hui nodded and said, "Go and do it!"

I wanted to go and have a look today, but I suddenly changed my mind halfway, but I have to go to the foundation laying ceremony tomorrow.

After everyone had lunch, Zhao Hui could no longer hold on and went back to the small tent to sleep.

An Liu wanted to go over and take a look, but was stopped by He Jie.

It was not until the evening that Zhao Hui woke up and felt that his spirit was much better than in the morning. However, he also had bad worries. Now he always felt tired after staying up late.

It may also be because I am tired after deformation. The last time I encountered fake Guizi in the desert, I felt the same after deformation.

When they entered the tent, An Liu, Hejie, Cui Xiping and Yu Tianlei were talking, talking about some customs and customs in their respective living areas. When they saw Mr. Zhao coming, they stopped continuing.

Let him stand up together and let him sit down.

"How is Xiaoma?" Zhao Hui asked Hejie.

He Jie was shocked. He forgot about Xiaoma these days and hurried out to find someone to ask.

After a while, he came back and returned to Zhao Hui and said, "It's getting better."

"Bring her here." Zhao Hui ordered.

Hejie was ordered to leave again.

Cui Xiping is the only one here who doesn’t know who Xiaoma is, so she looks at An Liu for inquiries, hoping that she can reveal some information.

An Liu didn't know if he could say it, but it was obviously impolite not to answer.

"I'll see her in a while."

Cui Xiping said "Oh" and stopped talking.

Twenty minutes later, footsteps came from the door, and Hejie lifted the curtain and brought a woman in.

Zhao Hui almost didn't recognize her. After a closer look, she realized that she was the little horse from the previous few days. She was cleaned up, her hair was combed very neatly, and her clothes were changed into the most suitable suit.

This dress reminded him of the girl at the front desk of the Yinyue Gang, which was completely comparable to that of Xiaoma, and even the pony was more beautiful.

An Liu hurriedly went up to him, feeling a natural sense of intimacy. On the Red Triangle River Beach, she took off her clothes and covered her. At that time, she thought of her sister, and now she felt very close to her when she saw this woman.

"Wow! You look very nice."

The pony nodded and said nothing.

He walked forward a few steps and stood still, bowed to Zhao Hui, then turned around and bowed to Yu Tianlei, thanking them.

Zhao Hui calmed down and asked her, "Or can't speak?"

Xiaoma shook her head, looking helpless. So far, she could understand what the Stormman said, but she couldn't answer and rely on simple body language communication.

"Since you have recovered almost, what are your plans in the future?" Zhao Hui asked.

Xiaoma's face turned pale when she heard this. Generally speaking, she asked this question to issue an order to expel the guest. But where could she go? She couldn't go anywhere, and she couldn't even remember where she came from.

After a while of babbling, he roughly pleaded with Zhao Hui.

There was no suitable job here for her to stay, and Zhao Hui was in a dilemma for a while. Let her die, there would definitely be a dead end.

"Mr. Zhao..." Hejie said hesitantly, "If..., I..."

"If you have farts, please let it go."
Chapter completed!