Chapter 150: People’s War
Lin Xing pulled Manager Zhu and walked out of the Administrative Building.
“Come over and take a look, take a look! To thank the brother factory for its support, we specially expedited the invitation for the entire Chef Team from Honghe Restaurant to ensure that the Worker Masters eat their fill and eat well!
For logistics support, Old Zhu, you can rest assured. Who in our association doesn’t know that I, Lin Xing, am generous? You came to support me, and I wouldn’t let you eat Instant Noodles, would I?”
In front of him, the huge steaming box had already been opened, basins of marinated ribs were put in, the switch was turned on, and soon white steam mixed with rich meat aroma billowed out, lingering without dissipating.
On the cutting boards, more than a dozen assistants wielded their knives like flying, the potatoes and greens that were irregularly shaped in the previous moment turned into shreds, chunks, or segments of uniform length and size in the next moment.
At this moment, those stoves had already been set up.
Stoves like planet engines fiercely jetted flames, tongues of fire occasionally burst out from the woks on top, in the hands of the Head Chefs, the huge woks and the ingredients weighing at least ten or twenty pounds in them were tossed like juggling, those ingredients jumping up dozens of centimeters high from time to time, then accurately falling back into the wok without any missing.
Looking at the bustling open-air kitchen scene, Manager Zhu’s originally gloomy face became even more gloomy at this moment.
Damn it, miscalculated!
With a hum, Manager Zhu flicked his sleeve and left. Behind him, Lin Xing’s mouth corners couldn’t help but curl up.
However, this matter did remind him.
Logistics support matters still needed attention, no similar mistakes like this moment could happen again.
“Director Sun, in our factory, are there enough Mineral Water, cigarettes, milk, Coffee, Bread and such?”
“Not quite enough, I was just planning to go out for emergency procurement. Now the big supermarkets are closed, so I can only go to those 24-hour small supermarkets one by one, if one is not enough, I’ll run to several.”
“Okay, go quickly, I’ll have finance go with you.”
“Got it.”
Sun Xiaoxue agreed, called a Truck and was about to go out. But before she walked out of the Factory Area, she saw another Truck parked at the gate.
“Who is the Head?”
Lin Xing quickly walked over: “I am. May I ask who you are…”
“Oh, we are from Aijia Supermarket. We heard that your factory was conscripted by the Doomsday Command Department and took on an emergency Production Mission, so we thought of sending a batch of Supplies over, Mineral Water, Coffee, Red Bull, small Bread and such, not sure if you can use them, but better to have them prepared just in case.”
“Thank you, thank you.”
Lin Xing hurriedly said: “But no need, our factory has already arranged finance and the Logistics Supervisor to go out for procurement.”
“Ah, what a coincidence, brothers, unload the goods!”
The supermarket manager in charge shouted, directly signaling the Truck to drive into the Factory Area, the vehicle doors opened, and boxes of Mineral Water, Ham Sausage, Instant Noodles, Coffee, Red Bull and other Supplies were moved down like flowing water.
“This, this is too embarrassing…”
“No problem, we can’t help with much else, but we’re all counting on the Worker Masters to fight the Aliens for us, we can’t let the Worker Masters go to the Battlefield on empty stomachs, right?
Time is too tight today, we only dispatched one truckload, we’ll prepare immediately when we get back, and soon there will be a second truck coming.
Brothers, let’s go, let’s go, can’t add chaos to the Worker Masters!”
This Truck sped away from the factory again.
Lin Xing and Sun Xiaoxue stood behind, watching that Truck drive into the night and disappear, feeling their entire chests filled with a unique emotion.
Rubbing his somewhat sore face, Lin Xing looked at Sun Xiaoxue: “Have the Dormitories been tidied up? Are there enough Beds?”
Sun Xiaoxue said softly: “The Dormitory currently has only 100 Beds, previously only for employees’ temporary rest and overnight stays during overtime…
I’ve already directed people to urgently tidy up the other Restrooms, but time is too tight, I’m afraid the conditions can’t be well assured…”
Normally, most employees live at Home. But distances vary, and with the whole factory in full battle mode now, obviously there’s no time for them to run back Home one by one. Not to mention that now there are several hundred brothers from other factories coming to support, they must be properly arranged with places.
Lin Xing waved his hand: “Quickly contact nearby Hotels, book all that can be booked, don’t worry about the money.”
Sun Xiaoxue said softly: “Already contacted, the nearby ones are almost fully booked, with the Doomsday Plan activated, there’s a lot of transient personnel recently…”
Lin Xing’s brows slowly furrowed, after thinking for a moment he said: “First tidy up the Dormitory. Then…
Give up all the management Restrooms, if still not enough, set up some wooden boards, get some bedding for ground mats, or get some folding Beds, anyway, make sure there’s a place for people to rest.
Also, give up my Office, after all it has air conditioning, resting there would be more comfortable.”
“Yes, I’ll go arrange it now.”
At this moment, some Vehicles gathered at the Factory Area gate again.
This time it wasn’t Trucks, but changed to Cars.
This is…
Lin Xing approached somewhat puzzled, and saw a group of people getting out and gathering.
This group had old and young, men and women, all wearing everyday clothes, just like ordinary pedestrians on the street, completely indistinguishable by profession.
“Who is the Head?”
“I am Lin Xing, the General Manager of this factory. Everyone is…”
“Hello General Manager Lin, we are residents from the nearby Residential Community, that one, not far from here, just a five-minute drive.”
A middle-aged man stepped forward and said: “It’s like this, we heard that our factory was conscripted by the Doomsday Command Department, and Worker Masters from other factories came here for support.
We thought with so many people coming at once, and the mission urgent, the factory’s logistics might not handle it well, so we contacted neighbors to see what we could do.”
The crowd started chattering: “General Manager Lin, I have two Bedrooms empty at Home, if the Worker Masters have no place to rest, come to my Home! I’m free these few days, can provide dedicated car pick-up and drop-off, round trip just ten minutes, absolutely won’t delay things!”
“I also have a Bedroom empty at Home! Right, can the Canteen in our factory supply meals? I have ancestral Steamed Bun making skills, how about I steam a few steamers and send them over?”
“My Home is full, can’t accommodate people. But I have a Car, can do pick-up and drop-off.”
“General Manager Lin, just arrange as needed.”
Looking at the faces full of enthusiasm and sincerity in front of him, Lin Xing felt that emotion in his heart becoming harder and harder to control.
“No need to worry about meals, the Head Chef from Honghe Restaurant has arrived, and Aijia Supermarket also sent Supplies.
It’s just the lodging, our factory really can’t arrange enough, and the nearby Hotels are fully booked, so we still need to trouble everyone for this.
Director Sun, immediately arrange people to tally, which Homes have how many Beds, who is responsible for pick-up and drop-off, tally it all!”
Sun Xiaoxue immediately stepped forward, her voice louder than ever: “Yes!”
Lin Xing cupped his hands all around: “Thank you, thank you Villagers! Please rest assured, Villagers, we guarantee to complete the Doomsday Command Department’s Production Mission with quality and quantity, leave fighting the Aliens to us!”
Looking at the Villagers lining up in front of Sun Xiaoxue to register, a thought naturally arose in Lin Xing’s mind.
“Fuck those Aliens, daring to come to Earth, daring to invade us, we’ll let you see what people’s war ocean is like!”
