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"The first option is installment payments. It's very simple, so I won't go into detail," Dongfang Chen said, holding up one finger.

"The second option is commission based on quantity. The specific method is as follows: The production line in the aircraft will have detailed production records. I will extract a commission at a rate of 10 crystal cores per bag of feed. Whether you sell this feed or keep it for your own use, I don't care. I will only calculate the monthly share based on the production records on the production line, with settlements done monthly."

"Of course, both of these methods will have a certain amount of interest. The interest will be calculated using the equal principal and interest method," Dongfang Chen said.

Both of these methods were not complicated, and he understood them as soon as he heard them.

In his heart, he preferred the second transaction method. Because in this way, he had absolutely no pressure or risk. He could get the aircraft for free first, and the monthly amount would be settled only after the feed was produced. As long as he could trick the other three military regions into feeding rats, selling a portion of the feed would be no problem to earn back the commission.

"Then let's go with the second method," Yan Zhengping replied.

"Okay. But there is one thing I want to remind you, I won't only sell one of these aircraft, so you need to be mentally prepared," Dongfang Chen said.

Dongfang Chen's meaning was to remind him that he couldn't inflate the price of the feed like before. Otherwise, it would be easy to get exposed once others also had aircraft.

"I understand what you mean, I know what to do," Yan Zhengping said.

"Good, then that's settled. This aircraft will be left for you, I'll head back first," Dongfang Chen said.

"Okay!" Yan Zhengping nodded.

Dongfang Chen had already ordered Xiaolin to fly his plane to the Southwest Military Region. So he could directly take the plane back to the base.

The aircraft's system inherited instructional videos. Yan Zhengping only needed to find an experienced pilot to explain it, and with a few dozen soldiers, a fishing team could be quickly assembled.

… …

August 15, 2055 AD.

Hanzhong Province, Jingmen City, Baisha Resettlement Area.

"Old Fan, how have the residents of Changjing Resettlement Area adapted since they moved to Jiangbei?" Mayor Xu asked.

Team Leader Fan was the person in charge of the Changjing Resettlement Area. In terms of administrative level, Mayor Xu was his superior.

"Mayor Xu, the people are quite peaceful, but the living conditions are far worse compared to your side," Team Leader Fan said.

"Haha. Don't think like that. Our Baisha's development is also thanks to our cooperation with the Huatong Chamber of Commerce. You know, just last month, this place was still a different scene," Mayor Xu said.

Team Leader Fan nodded.

He had also been to the Huatong Chamber of Commerce and understood it very well.

"However, the people's lives are indeed too difficult! I'm looking for you today to discuss something and hear your thoughts," Mayor Xu handed over a cup of water.

"Oh, thank you, Mayor Xu. What is it?" Team Leader Fan took the water cup and said.

"I have an idea to merge the two resettlement areas. What do you think?" Mayor Xu asked, looking at him.

"Merge? Do you mean moving the people from Changjing Resettlement Area to Baisha as well?" Team Leader Fan asked.

"Yes, that's exactly what I mean," Mayor Xu nodded.

"This…" Team Leader Fan was a little stunned.

"It's okay, we're just discussing it today. Feel free to say whatever you think, it's okay," Mayor Xu said, looking at him.

"Can Baisha accommodate so many people?" Team Leader Fan asked.

"I've roughly calculated it, and it should be about right if we squeeze a bit. Now that we have mosquito repellent wristbands, the spread of the virus is basically under control. Even if the population density is higher, there shouldn't be any problems in the short term. In the long term, I plan to entrust the Huatong Chamber of Commerce to plan and build a residential area in the resettlement area to house the people in a concentrated manner," Mayor Xu said.

Team Leader Fan nodded without answering.

"Old Fan, do you have any concerns? We're all old colleagues, feel free to speak your mind if you have any concerns," Mayor Xu said.

Logically speaking, Team Leader Fan was Mayor Xu's subordinate. As long as he gave an order, Team Leader Fan would have to execute it. However, doing so would inevitably lead to some thoughts from the people below.

Although no one had discussed the topic of autonomy in the past six months, everyone knew in their hearts. After the council washed their hands of it, they, as the heads of the resettlement areas, were the secret local emperors.

Mayor Xu's intention to merge was actually to strip him of his position as the head of the resettlement area.

The Changjing Resettlement Area currently had hundreds of thousands of people, and this position was very desirable.

"Mayor Xu, I think your view last year was correct. We can't put all our eggs in one basket. Gathering people together is too risky," Team Leader Fan said.

Clearly, Team Leader Fan's words implied that he didn't want to merge.

"Old Fan, I've already said that. With mosquito repellent wristbands, this risk is basically under control," Mayor Xu said.