If you cannot achieve this, you can only give full play to the role of your subordinates, know people well and use their strengths to avoid weaknesses. This is the way to be a commander. "
Standing on the Linjiang Tower, Wu Feng looked at the bustling flow of people on the street below, his thoughts fluctuating. Today's Qingyang is completely different from what it was a few years ago. The influx of a large number of immigrants has caused the city's size to expand rapidly. Even though the immigration inflow has slowed down in the past six months, the number of people entering the city every day still remains considerable. Large quantity. A large amount of capital poured in from the empire's wealthy Jiangnan, Wuhu, Donghai, and Imperial Capitals, combined with the cheap labor brought by immigrants, turning Qingyang into a huge construction site and factory.
The busiest place every day is probably the employment agency. In addition to the ones run by local governments, the Chamber of Commerce also runs a larger one. The rest of the smaller ones are run by private individuals for profit after approval by the Ministry of Interior. Every day, many people looking for work and business owners in need of workers flock to these places, where both parties meet and ultimately achieve their respective goals.
Immigrants from all over the world have also turned this place into a hodgepodge. In addition to Tang language, Rania language popular in the western continent, Tianfang language, the main language in the central continent, and Kitu language, the language used by nomads, can be heard everywhere. Of course, the difference in pronunciation and slang proves that they come from different countries and regions. It has become a crossroads of cultures from several continents. Night language schools and skills training schools have also sprung up under the guidance of the local government. In order to facilitate work and life, people have participated in learning and training to make themselves more successful in job hunting and work. More advantages.
All this is like magic. In just two or three years, Qingyang City has undergone earth-shaking changes. Fortunately, Wufeng anticipated the development of the next few years in the early stages of rebuilding Qingyang and planned Qingyang City's plan accordingly. The design was expanded several times, so although the population increased dramatically, it did not affect urban planning.
Looking from afar, I can see that what was a desolate area two years ago has developed into a residential area. The small streets and alleys that were once deserted have now become a bustling commercial gold port. The rent has increased dozens of times compared to the previous two years, and demand still exceeds supply. , which makes those businessmen with a little vision burst from ear to ear with joy.
The people live and work in peace and contentment, and the city is prosperous and prosperous. All of this is within my control. It seems that I should be satisfied. With such achievements in just a few years, what else can I ask for? But why is there always a lingering desire in my heart? I have grown from an ignorant boy to a powerful prince. It seems that my mentality has also undergone some changes unconsciously. The desire to make achievements and become famous all over the world seems to have turned into a desire to have greater and more power. and wealth. But what is your ultimate goal? Liberate the people from water and fire? It seems a little too lofty. Gain more power and wealth? Not entirely, it seems. Have fun and fully enjoy the luxurious life brought by beauty and power? It felt too vulgar again.
Just when Wu Feng looked a little confused looking at the fertile land under his rule, a clear voice came from behind: "Buddha Amitayus, almsgiver, I am polite."
Wu Feng woke up from his meditation and slowly turned around. Only then did he realize that he was too careless and fell into meditation without guards. If the other party had bad intentions, he would really suffer a big loss.
His heart trembled, but Wu Feng's face showed a friendly smile: "Old Immortal, I'm wandering in my mind at the next moment, it's rude."
"No, it must be the poor Taoist who disturbed me. The poor Taoist saw the benefactor's jade tree standing in the wind and his majestic appearance. He thought he was a distinguished figure in the world, so he couldn't help but want to get close to him." The visitor had a childish face with white hair and a green Taoist robe hunting in the wind, which made him look even more extraordinary.
"Oh, the Immortal is too praised. I am just an ordinary person. How can I deserve such praise? I see that the Taoist Immortal has a strong moral character. I wonder where he can cultivate himself?"
After laughing, the old Taoist replied with a smile: "Duckweeds are scattered all over the world in the wind and rain."
Wu Feng also smiled slightly, and subconsciously narrowed his eyes, "It seems that the Taoist Master has traveled all over the world, so he must have seen many people before."
"I don't dare to say it to people who have seen it, but I have practiced mind-observation since I was a child, and I think I have some success in recognizing people and observing colors." The old Taoist is not modest, and his pair of ordinary small eyes occasionally reveal a trace of subtlety. A sharp light that is noticed by others.
"Oh?" Wu Fengyi didn't seem to believe it.
"The donor doesn't seem to believe it. The poor Taoist just observed the donor's face. Although it was filled with soaring thoughts, it was always filled with depression. It seems that there is an untieable knot in the donor's heart." The old Taoist didn't care about Wu Feng's attitude and smiled. Said hehe.
Wu Feng didn't care about Lao Dao's words. How could he convince others with these vague words? Who has no troubles in his heart, and who can say that he has no evil at all
Seeing that Wu Feng still had a dispensable attitude, the old Taoist knew that his words did not move his heart, so he continued calmly: "The donor of Pindao Temple seems to have something important to decide, he is still hesitating, and he seems to have scruples. I wonder if I can guess accurately?"
Wu Feng's heart tightened. This old Taoist really had two brushes. He could actually read his thoughts. Although he missed, he was not far away. It seemed that he could not underestimate this person. He Zhanyan asked: "Can the Taoist Master do it?" Do you see what I want to decide?"
The old Taoist laughed heartily, "The donor has made things difficult for others. I am not a god, how can I know what is in the donor's heart? I just watched the donor looking up at the sky and looking down at the earth. It should be a majestic feeling in his chest, but there is something between the donor's eyebrows. He is in a state of hesitation, so I conclude based on this."
Wu Feng felt relieved, so it turned out that this was the case. He really thought that this person could see through people's thoughts. Wasn't he a man among the gods? If he couldn't be used by him, he might not be able to stay.
The old Taoist didn't know that his life had been on the verge of death at this moment and came back again. He still said with a smile: "However, if the donor has doubts in his heart, the poor Taoist is willing to help the donor solve the problem."
Wu Feng's eyes were fixed on Lao Dao's face. Although Lao Dao still looked calm, he was secretly beating in his heart. The man in front of him had an ups and downs of aura, which made people feel unpredictable and profound.
After a long while, Wu Feng said word by word: "To be honest with the Taoist priest, I am a businessman. I started from scratch. After many years of business, my family has a lot of assets. Now there is an excellent opportunity, and I want to take this opportunity to show off my skills. I hope to achieve a greater career, but my family and friends all advise me to act cautiously because of the dangerous situation in the shopping mall. I don't want to give up this good opportunity, but I feel that my family and friends' opinions are also reasonable. It is really difficult to make a decision, and I feel hesitant." Feng compared the battlefield to a shopping mall and the crisis in Luzon to a good opportunity, so he told the matter, but it was also the truth. Some officials in the current government have suggested that the war should be stopped now and seize the opportunity of peace to develop the economy rather than start another war. Businessmen have also expressed the hope that the current good situation can be maintained and war can be avoided. These overt or covert statements reached Wu Feng's ears through various channels, and also caused considerable trouble to Wu Feng. Even Wu Feng himself was entangled in the emotions of worrying about gains and losses in his heart, and it was difficult to find peace.
"How can the sparrow know the ambition of the swan? The donor does not have to look for trouble. A man should think twice before doing anything when dealing with others. As a man, you need to think far ahead and do what you want. This is called a real man. I hope that the poor words can enlighten the donor. ." The old Taoist said loudly.
Do it with pleasure, do it with pleasure, Wu Feng slowly chewed and recalled these words. In an instant, his heart, which was surrounded by clouds and fog, suddenly became enlightened. It doesn't matter if it succeeds or fails, but I want peace of mind.
"Donor, the poor Taoist said goodbye." Just as Wu Feng was thinking about it carefully, the old Taoist had already stood up, bowed his head, and walked away.
"Taoist Master" Wu Feng quickly stood up and wanted to chase him, but the figure of the Taoist had disappeared at the top of the stairs, leaving only one sentence: "See you again when we are destined."
"Walking with joy and grudges in this world, singing wildly and letting horses go to the ends of the world. ``````" Waves of clear singing followed the figure of the old Taoist, who soon disappeared into the crowd of people downstairs.
Watching the old Tao disappear, Wu Feng, who had untied his knot, felt extremely relaxed. He couldn't help but stand up and stretch his body. He no longer felt depressed in his heart. He felt indescribably happy and a little excited. , with a surging mood full of desire for the upcoming challenge, he turned his head and looked to the southwest where the sunset was setting. Come on, let us compete on the same stage to see who can play a more gorgeous movement.
Just as Wu Feng was looking at the southwest with high fighting spirit, the man thousands of miles away seemed to feel the strong fighting spirit. He raised his head, with a pair of calm eyes, as if there was nothing in the world. can cause it to fluctuate.
"General Gregory, how are the exercises in the south going?"
"Come back to the commander, the exercise has come to an end and has fully achieved the expected purpose. The troops are preparing to take a short-term rest after the exercise and then stand ready to obey your orders." The person who answered him was a tall and thin general who seemed to be older than The person sitting was a few years older, but the tall, thin general's respectful attitude made it easy to tell who was the master here.
"Well, we can let them rest for a while, and will the other covering troops set off?"
"Come back to the commander, we have assembled and are ready to set off in batches. Considering confidentiality, we plan to arrange all marches at night."
He nodded silently, and a smile appeared on the face of the man behind the case: "Go to the logistics department. You will personally supervise and inspect the various equipment. You must not be negligent in the slightest. Warn Rozebol and tell him that if there is any mistake, he will You don’t have to come to see me again.”
"As you command, Commander."
"Okay, go ahead and close the door for me."
The tall and thin figure quickly disappeared outside the door. As the thick oak door closed, the room became dark. Only the ticking of the self-ringing clock on the wall reminded the owner that it was already evening.