Chapter-61: why should we follow a woman's orders?
"I can only give you 10%." Wendy Lark curled her lips in disgust, "Twenty percent."
"Fifteen percent…." Wendy Lark thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Deal." Mr. Jeff felt very complicated, always wondering if he was being fooled by a little girl.
Wendy Lark was not worried at all that he would go back on his word, as the core technology was in her hands. "This is just an experiment. If the cooperation is pleasant, there will be another one."
This was just part of her plan. She had to first win over these officials and use them for her own purposes. What she wants is the right to speak in this team, unique and absolute! What else could Master Jeff say? She had said it all.
However, pondering the deep meaning in her words made him think more. Is she testing his ability to handle affairs and leadership skills? Is this an illusion? Well, it must be an illusion, how is this possible? Wendy Lark blinked her eyes.
"Oh, right? Gather all the healthy prisoners to work so they don't get into trouble. Provide them with three meals a day. What do you think?"
This is just what he says, as for his real thoughts...it's not time to reveal it yet. When Mr. Jeff heard this, he thought, wow, these are all free labor. They must be brought to work. "You have a very sharp brain."
He had never expected this. Wendy Lark smiled slightly. (Good… The development of events was all under her control and everything.) It was as she expected.
She made a list and Mr. Jeff went to work. All the prisoners who were not sick were called over. They were all a little confused and asked around. Mr. Jeff announced loudly, "You are asked to come here to do some work. Three meals a day are provided, including meat buns and bone soup." He added, "A man should take off his shackles for a day."
Otherwise, he would not be able to work. There was a commotion below and the convicts were extremely excited. There is food and drink, and I can temporarily regain the freedom of my hands, even for just one day.
The head of the Foster family was not overwhelmed by the surprise, but rather a little worried. "Sir, what do you want us to do?" Master Jeff raised an inexplicable smile and said, "Please ask Miss Wendy Lark to arrange it."
Everyone was stunned. What was going on? Miss Wendy Lark? Wendy Lark looked up in disbelief, but I said, "That's not what we said during the discussion. Why did you suddenly push her to the front? She's not prepared at all!"
He actually tricked her and caught her off guard. This guy is quite a thief. Well, she is not afraid of anyone, and facing challenges head-on is her style. It is also an opportunity for her. Facing the various looks from the crowd, she stood up with a calm and determined look.
"Are you wondering why I'm standing here? It's simple. It was my idea." The whole audience was in an uproar. Wendy Lark ignored him and took out two bars of soap.
"Do you know what this is? This new product I developed is used for washing and removing dirt. That's enough for you to know. What we need to do now is mass production. The more we make the better."
She briefly introduced the situation without going into detail, emphasizing that it was developed by her. She made the arrangements directly.
"There are 212 people in total now, divided into four groups. Head of Foster family, you lead a team of men to be responsible for burning lime water and Wilson Lark will be in charge of technical guidance."
She looked calm and composed, and her tone was calm, as if everything was under her control.
"Miss Foster Yair and Miss Foster Julie, you will lead a team of women to pick wild chrysanthemums and squeeze out the juice. Madam Lark will be in charge of the technical guidance."
The two legitimate daughters of the Foster family were extremely shocked and couldn't believe it. Let them lead the team? Did she hear that correctly? And how did she know their names? Wendy Lark glanced at the other two girls from the Lark family.
"Jessica Lark and Lark Rita, you lead a team of women to generate the alkaline solution, and Tom Lark will be in charge of technical guidance."
"John Lark, Sixth Uncle Lark that is the husband of sixth aunt Jane, you lead a team of men to be responsible for the soap formation step, and Jerry Lark will be in charge of technical guidance."
John Lark is Aunt Jane's husband. He has four sons and is a relatively honest man. She issued instructions one after another in an orderly and effortless manner, exuding the power of a superior and dominating the entire audience. "Did you understand everything?"
Everyone stared at her in a daze, all confused. The people who were called out were stunned. Wilson Lark was also a little dumbfounded. He didn't know any technology. He just helped his daughter with the work last night and followed her instructions every step of the way.
But, I have to support my daughter. A man shouted, "Letting women lead the team, how this can be allowed? What do they know? They have long hair but little knowledge..."
Wendy Lark looked over coldly. It was Lark Hugh's cousin, named Lark Ted. She said with a straight face and an imposing manner, "I am informing you, not asking for your consent."
She knew that she was young and a girl and could not convince others. But what does it matter? No matter when it is or where it is the strong are respected.
"If you don't obey my orders and deliberately make trouble... then the whole team will fast for a day. Companions should be in good order and share the joys and sorrows together."
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