I am the godfather in the pirate world

That night, General Manager Jackson, who had to return to the company because there were too many customers, understood why Li Jing said that money would be delivered to his door soon.

Without him.

There are so many customers running to the door waving banknotes and even fearing that they are a little slow that the hands of several employees responsible for collecting cash are cramped due to fatigue.

As expected of the godfather.

Jackson, who was too busy as general manager and even went to handle business in person, sighed in his heart.

The crazy scene didn’t stop on the second day, and even because it was daytime, there were even more people.

This forced Jackson to temporarily allocate a group of people from the family to temporarily serve as employees. There was no other way. After a night of intense work, most of the employees no longer had the energy to continue fighting.

Outside the company, a carriage parked quietly on the street, guarded by several strong men in plainclothes. Li Jing sat on the carriage and watched the grand occasion of the company through the glass on the door.

Bartolomeo exclaimed, "That's too exaggerated, Godfather, how could they be so crazy?"

Li Jing stretched out her long legs comfortably, leaning on the soft cushions in the car with a rare and unbridled attitude, and chuckled,

"The reason is very simple. First, because we are Ulysses and I am Li Jing."

Bartolomeo nodded clearly, "I understand, this is because the family is already very prestigious in Rogge Town, so the residents are willing to trust us!"

When he said this, Bartolomeo showed a proud smile.

Being trusted by others is indeed something to be proud of.

Li Jing continued, "The second reason is the role of idols. You have to know Ba Tuo. People at the lower level have always imitated the upper class. Whether they admit it or not, the upper class people in Rogge Town basically come to handle the electricity business. , the people below take it for granted that something recognized by the big shots will naturally not be bad."

"Oh, like this,"

Bartolomeo said thoughtfully, "Indeed, people always tend to trust the judgment of people with a higher status than themselves..."

"What about the third one, Godfather? What is the third one?"

"Third,"

Li Jing thought of yesterday's newspaper and smiled, "It's the packaging."

"Packaging? What is that?"

Looking at Bartolomeo who looked confused, Li Jing pointed to the crazy people outside, "Bartol, do you know who these people are?"

"who?"

Bartolomeo thought hard, and then asked tentatively, "Guest?"

"They are the middle class of Rogue Town."

Li Jing said, "Compared to the lower class, they have a stable and generous income, and they no longer have to worry about life."

"But what awaits them is not the happiness of life, but another kind of anxiety that is different from the anxiety of livelihood, the anxiety of class."

“They are eager to cross classes, but often lack the strength to cross over, and at the same time they are afraid of falling out of class due to certain risks.”

"What we do is just let them know that using electricity is a status and a symbol of social class."

No matter where in the world, the leeks of the middle class are the best to cut.

Bartolomeo frowned, thought for a long time and then raised his head and said, "I don't understand."

Li Jing smiled and said, "So you are not asked to study in the academy?"

Bartolomeo said plausibly, "Who will protect you if I leave? Although no one can threaten your safety, if you do everything yourself, how can we face the family?"

Li Jing shook his head. He simply didn't want to go to school.

"By the way, Godfather, is there a fourth reason?"

Bartolomeo was in high spirits.

"Of course, the fourth point is, isn't it because our products are indeed of high quality?"

"That's right."

Although he was cutting the leeks, Li Jing believed that he had not yet dug them up.

It is true that electricity is not a money-stealing thing, and it is impossible for customers not to know this.

"But I still don't understand something,"

Bartolomeo asked, "Godfather, are we a little too impatient? We started collecting money before even starting to build the power plant?"

Li Jing said meaningfully, "My friend, aren't you talking nonsense? How can we build a power plant if they don't give us money first?"

"kindness?"

Bartolomeo thought for a long time and felt that this logic was reversed?

The surging crowds did not gradually subside until more than half a week later. Although there were still customers coming to pay in twos and threes, it was not as lively as before.

However, although there are fewer customers handling business, it does not mean that the company is idle.

Instead, a new busyness begins.

Counting how many customers there are these days, their respective information, distribution areas, and detailed addresses are all a troublesome thing.

But there is one exciting thing, of course, counting money.

Jackson has been living in the company these days, and this time of course he worked with his employees to keep statistics overnight.

After working hard all night, an employee had dark circles under his eyes, but couldn't hide the excited smile on his face. He ran to Jackson's office with a stack of reports.

"Mr. Jackson, the statistics are complete. The total number of households that have come to the company to handle business these days is -"

"Forty-eight thousand, seven hundred and ninety six households!"

Jackson's hand holding the report was trembling slightly.

Bartolomeo stretched out his hands and started counting on his fingers, "One household is 20 beli, 4, eh? How much is [-]?"

"The turnover these days is,"

Jackson swallowed, and then said, "97 Baileys!"

"Oh, 97,"

Bartolomeo looked like he was suddenly enlightened, and then his face changed drastically in the next moment, as if his eyes were about to fly out, "97 billion???"

Li Jing nodded with satisfaction, "Not bad."

The total population of Roge Town is about 70, and the number of households is estimated to be only about 20. Almost a quarter of the households have handled this business.

That is, people's livelihood products such as electricity, otherwise this amount is basically impossible.

"Is this just not bad?" Bartolomeo asked repeatedly, "Godfather, this is 97 billion! It's not 97."

Li Jing smiled and said, "Don't be blinded by the immediate benefits. Money is just a symbol. What we have to do is formulate industry rules."

Bartolomeo smirked.

Jackson also smiled. Old godfather, Li Jing is really the most qualified family leader. Can you feel at ease?

"Okay, then we can start the construction of the power plant."

Li Jing said, "In addition, this fund will be put into the bank as start-up capital. The bank must be developed and a branch will be opened for me in every major block!"

The next step is to encourage residents to save money.

"Yes!"

The Ulysses family is developing in full swing.

Time flies and another half month passes.

The construction of the power plant is also proceeding in an orderly manner, and huge windmill bases have begun to rise on the side of Rogge Town.

Of course, generators are not just small ones. To cope with the large energy consumption of supplying power to the entire Rogge Town, many sets of large generators are needed, even if their efficiency is unscientific.

The construction site of the power plant has become a new attraction in Rogge Town, and residents always like to gather around to watch the construction.

It's not that strange.

After all, many people are involved in the electrification business, and this construction site is closely related to their interests.

It was under such circumstances that a huge dog-headed warship came to Rogge Town.

"Godfather, Navy Hero, Iron Fist Garp is here!"