Urban Sims

"Fang Yuanjie, this name is several levels higher than Tie Qiang."

This name was given by my mother, an elegant young woman in her 30s. My father, Fang Zhihong, thought it was good, so he gave this name to his second son.

Yes, this person’s father was E7 who, during several games of mine detection experience, in one of them, the prices in the company store increased tenfold, killing Tie Qiang’s family, and forcing Tie Qiang to embark on the road of rebellion. Area manager——Fang Zhihong.

In this round, after using the [Son of Film Manager] character card, Zhou Ming actually became the son of his former enemy - Fang Yuanjie.

And he is the second son.

So it's normal for Zhou Ming to feel a little awkward. On the one hand, he wants to call his former enemy "Dad".

On the other hand, because of his status as the second son, he was not particularly valued. Even though he showed a well-behaved and intelligent side, Fang Zhihong still paid less love to him than his brother Fang Changjie, who was 4 years older than him. Much.

On the other hand, his mother Yuan Jiali likes him more, and his sister Fang Xiaojing, who is two years younger than him, is even more clingy to him. When she sees him, she pounces on him and yells "Brother, brother".

A family of five lives in an underground cave with seven floors, a huge space and splendid interior decoration.

In addition, there is an old housekeeper, Uncle Chang, who is nearly sixty years old, the tall and powerful bodyguard captain Wu Xiong, plus a few nannies... There are a total of fifteen or sixteen people in the family (excluding the hundreds who live outside) size of the security force).

There are a total of 30 area managers in the 51 underground mining area. Each area manager manages about 10 small mining areas, and the total number of miners and miners' families in these mining areas is about 30,000.

The E7 area includes the third mining area where Zhou Ming was born in his previous life.

Precisely because Zhou Ming's brain was deeply imprinted with Tie Qiang in many games, he was not very cold towards his father Fang Zhihong.

Moreover, being the son of the area manager, apart from reducing some pressure in life, it did not help Zhou Ming much in other aspects.

If you want to advance to Area 52, you still have to rely on yourself and participate in the killing competition basically the same as in the previous life.

Why did Zhou Ming say this?

Isn't there a total of 200,000 yuan in his system warehouse space? If he throws a few hundred coins out, won't the door be opened obediently for him?

It can only be said that people who have this kind of idea are really ruined. What is money? What does money mean to the lower class?

It means the lice on the bald man's head, lice as big as peanuts! The origin of each one is well documented, and the production of each one is under the gaze of thousands of people.

Even the transport plane that takes you to the "Heaven Gate" needs to be "notified" before it will come to pick you up. It's not that you just shout "I have money in my hand" and the other party will come.

However, this round has a higher starting point. In addition to the killing competition, there is another way that Zhou Ming can also try, and that is to strive for a monetary reward from the company's top executives - even if there is only one spot.

But he is only 8 years old now, so it is impossible for him to become the area manager immediately. This is also because he is the second son of the Fang family, has no inheritance rights, and is not valued by Fang Zhihong.

This is probably another pit dug by the system for him, but this is not a problem for Zhou Ming. He has a way to make Fang Zhihong listen to him.

…

Inside the office.

Fang Zhihong, who was handling affairs in the area, heard the doorbell and pressed the button switch on the table. The metal door, which can withstand the impact of a ton of explosives, opened automatically.

After seeing his 8-year-old second son walking in, Fang Zhihong frowned and said with an unhappy expression: "Xiao Yuan, dad is busy, what are you doing in here? Get out quickly!"

"Dad, my toy was broken by my sister. Can you take a look at it for me?" Zhou Ming came over and asked.

Fang Zhihong was extremely irritable and waved his hand: "I have no time, no time, please get out."

"Just take a look, just take a look."

Zhou Ming, who had already walked up to him, raised the "toy" in his hand high and placed it in front of him.

Fang Zhihong came closer and took a look. Isn't this toy the water gun this kid often plays with? Is it broken?

"Z~Z~"

Two balls of water mist suddenly sprayed out and hit him directly in the face.

"You bastard, do you want to be beaten..."

Fang Zhihong was furious after being sprayed on his face. He stood up and was about to beat the son who had played a prank on him, but suddenly he felt dizzy and his vision quickly became blurred. His body went limp and he slumped down on the chair.

Zhou Ming showed a weird smile on his face, put the water gun into his left pocket, and took out an injection needle from the right pocket. The needle was filled with golden liquid. He pointed the needle at Fang Zhihong's neck. After pricking it, all the liquid in the needle was injected into his neck.

Then Zhou Ming could see with his naked eyes that several golden threads, like twisting earthworms, flowed upstream along the blood vessels and poured into his brain.

The scientific name of this medicine is "Central Nervous Logic Corrector", and its popular name is "Slave Medicine". As long as one injection is given, anyone will be extremely obedient and well-behaved in front of the "master".

As for this slave potion, Zhou Ming bought it for 500 gold a piece in the previous game. Now one portion of such a luxurious drug was used on Fang Zhihong's head.

The main component of the slave potion is an extremely tiny nano-robot. It releases biological currents and stimulates neurons, thereby affecting the normal judgment of the human brain and making decisions that dare not disobey the "master". It is generally valid for ten years. , if the "slave" struggles too hard, the nanorobot may reach the limit of its lifespan in seven or eight years.

In the last life, when a fierce confrontation broke out between the Yuanyue Alliance and the Machine Alliance, many outstanding chefs from the Yuanyue Alliance were controlled by the "slave potion" and caused considerable losses to Zhou Ming's side.

"Boy, what did you do to me?"

Fang Zhihong woke up leisurely and saw Zhou Ming sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed. He was furious, his eyes were burning, he clenched his fists and walked towards him.

"Go back and sit down! Don't talk!"

Zhou Ming yelled at him, and a surprising scene happened. After a slight struggling expression appeared on his face, Fang Zhihong hesitated for less than half a second, and he turned back to his seat, sat upright, closed his mouth, and said nothing. No more talking.

Zhou Ming stood up with a smile, walked over with his hands behind his back, and said in his mouth: "Next, it's time for class again..."

…

then.

In the next two years, everything went as Zhou Ming planned. Fang Zhihong, who obeyed his words, carried out certain area reforms.

Zhou Ming only gave him two suggestions. After he followed them, the ore mining volume in the area increased by 3% for two consecutive years.

One is to strengthen safety education, improve miners' awareness of safe mining, and self-rescue strategies to deal with sudden mining disasters, thereby reducing the casualty rate of miners.

The second is to appropriately lower the price of tool repairs at the company's repair shop, which is about 15% off. The miners who have some extra credit points on hand have slightly improved their family conditions, thus slightly increasing the population growth rate.

No matter how much reform there is, no matter how powerful or broad the reform is, it will break the company's rules, and the possibility of Fang Zhihong getting monetary rewards will become lower again.

…

At the age of 10.

The titanium ore at the junction of the third mining area and the fourth mining area was discovered by the exploration team. In order to compete for this titanium ore, the two mining areas each tried their best to monopolize the titanium ore.

However, the method used by the third mining area was to lobby hard. The fourth mining area not only lobbied, but also sent a 5 million credit card.

Of course, Fang Zhihong wanted to allocate all the titanium mine to the fourth mining area, but he was stopped by one person.

"Let the two mining areas share the mine equally. This is the best solution."

In the office, Zhou Ming said with his hands crossed.

"Why? The Fourth Mining District gave me 5 million credits. Why not give all the mines to the Fourth Mining District?"

Holding the credit card in his hand, Fang Zhihong looked puzzled, but when he saw the face of the "little devil" in front of him darken and his eyes became sharp again, he lowered his head and whispered: "Okay, two The mining area is divided equally, but..."

"What should I do with this card? Should I just return it like this? There are 5 million in it!"

Fang Zhihong looked at the card in front of him with a look of reluctance. 5 million credit points. In previous years, he couldn't get so much in a year. This time he got it because of the discovery of a mine. He really couldn't figure it out. He usually got it. The little devil didn't care about fishing here and there. This time, when a big one came, he refused to let him fish it.

"No need to retreat. Send someone to tell the people in the fourth mining area that the third mining area also gave away five million. You can't give them all the mines. They can only divide it equally between the two parties."

"This is a good idea..."

Fang Zhihong's eyes lit up. He has always been determined to take advantage when he sees it. He found that the little devil is actually quite reasonable. He has given him many ideas (or orders) in the past two years. Give him The benefits still outweigh the disadvantages.

So for the little devil's "idea", he gradually changed from reluctantly executing it under extreme resistance to now no longer resisting and executing it without thinking.

"There are some benefits that you can take, and nothing will happen if you take them, but there are also some benefits that will cause bad things if you take them. If a fight broke out between the two mining areas because of that mine, and thousands of miners were killed or injured, this year's ore mining indicators , do you think it is possible to complete it? Can it still be completed beyond the target? The so-called loss of big benefits because of small benefits means that big benefits are lost because of small benefits. "

After hearing this explanation from the little devil, Fang Zhihong suddenly realized that he was nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice. It makes sense, it makes sense!

Seeing that he figured it out so quickly, Zhou Ming nodded, put his hands behind his back, and left the office.

Looking at the little devil's retreating back, Fang Zhihong, who had been tortured by him countless times and almost went crazy, found that his mood at this moment was very calm. He was no longer the same as before. He wanted to take out the gun in the drawer and shoot him into a sieve. idea.

(Of course, this thought is automatically translated in my mind as "He is my master, I must respect him")

"Is he really my son?"

Fang Zhihong murmured to himself.

He had asked himself this question countless times, and the conclusion he came to each time was "yes". It can be seen from his son's appearance that he is very similar to him: he is his biological son, no need to guess.

Why do you say this son is a little devil?

Fang Zhihong guessed: Maybe when he was young, he did too many unscrupulous things in order to climb up. He killed more than double digits of people. He also tried to kill his immediate boss and father-in-law. Otherwise, how could he be able to take the position of E7 area manager... He himself is a devil, otherwise how could he give birth to a little devil?

The problem is that this little devil is so powerful. At the age of 8, I subdued him. At the age of 10, he has the air of a general, so that I can't help but obey his arrangements.

"Little devil, no matter what you want to do, this Fang family still has my word! Don't think that I will be your puppet for the rest of your life!"

As long as possible, little devil, I will definitely kill you!

Fang Zhihong was roaring in his heart, even though the words "Master, I must be more obedient" resounded in his mind.