In the apocalypse of natural disasters, ordinary people can still live wonderfully

Everyone arrived at the clothing factory in a few minutes, and Lin Xiao and Zhang Zhiyang also arrived.

"What should I do, brother?" Lin Xiao asked first.

"You two go to Lin Li and be responsible for the distribution and registration of protective clothing and masks." Gu Yuan arranged.

This account will have to be paid by the village at that time, and it must be registered clearly.

"Yuan Yong, leave 20 people to guard the door of the garment factory. They are guarding to death and no one is allowed to leave or enter. The other security team members guard the various gates of the factory area and are not allowed to enter or exit."

"Yes!" Yuan Yong obeyed the order and went down.

"Village Chief, I need you to appease everyone. After isolating the garment factory, you need to let other villagers in the factory area go back to their homes."

"Okay, leave it to me." The village chief held his head high and led the way to the factory as if he was dead.

After walking a few steps, Lin Li came out with a few female workers, and Lin Xiao and Zhang Zhiyang came out with several trucks of protective clothing.

Protective suits and masks were distributed to the assembled security team, medical team, and village committee members on the spot.

Seeing that everyone was wearing protective clothing, everyone continued to walk into the factory.

Lin Li whispered to Zhang Zhiyang as she walked: "Someone noticed something was wrong and wanted to go home, but I stopped him."

Zhang Zhiyang glanced at Lin Li approvingly: "Well done!"

Lin Li smiled softly and hurried to the workshop.

The clothing workshop where the disease occurred was converted into three large tile-roofed buildings.

The two female workers who fell ill were still lying on the ground. No one dared to go up, and no one wanted to go up.

From a distance, you can see that their chests are still rising and falling, and they are still alive.

Everyone else gathered in the corner of the workshop and whispered.

After someone got sick, Lin Li asked everyone in the garment factory to stop what they were doing and get together.

Seeing so many people coming in at once, the workers in the corner all looked over.

When I saw everyone wearing white protective clothing, I instantly exploded.

"Director, is it an infectious disease?"

"Director, we want to go home!"

Sounds came one after another, and the crowd began to commotion. Some people wanted to go out, but were stopped by the security team members guarding the door.

Instantly arousing feelings of anger.

"Director, what do you mean? Why don't you let us go!"

"That's right! You blocked us all here, do you want us to fend for ourselves?"

"You are taking human life lightly!"

Such a scene was expected by Gu Yuan, so he was not in a hurry. He glanced at the village chief, who took a step forward.

"Everyone be quiet! Everyone be quiet!"

Seeing the village chief speak, the commotion gradually calmed down.

"Folks, let me tell you some bad news first. Our village is infected with the plague."

One sentence stirred up a thousand waves, and someone screamed: "I want to go home!"

This sentence was extremely contagious, and the crowd surged toward the gate like a wave.

But once people rush to the door, they can't rush out. The security team members hooked their arms and blocked the door tightly.

There were physical conflicts and verbal abuse between the workers and the security team members at the door.

"Folks! Wait a minute, everyone, listen to what I have to say!" The village chief looked at the chaotic crowd and was still shouting at the top of his lungs.

But the chaotic crowd was out of control, and the village chief's voice was drowned out, with no one listening.

Gu Yuan looked around, raised a table, and slammed it on the ground.

The sound of huge wooden blocks hitting the ground rushed into the crowd, causing everyone to stop tearing and cursing.

"Why are you panicking? Didn't I tell you not to let you go? Listen to what the village chief has to say!" Gu Yuan shouted angrily.

Workers look at each other and stop talking.

"Village chief, since there is plague, you have to let us go home. What do you mean by locking us up?" someone shouted from the crowd.

"Yes yes yes!"

The village chief glanced at the source of the sound, and naturally couldn't tell who was speaking.

The village chief raised his arm and made a downward movement. When no one spoke, he spoke.

"The plague was discovered last night. Our village committee just discussed that the whole village should be silent and everyone should be quarantined at home. So we won't let everyone go home, don't worry!"

"In that case, why did you stop us?"

"Folks, the plague can be spread through breathing. Are you sure you are not infected now? Are you not afraid of infecting your family if you just go home rashly?"

The village chief's earnest question instantly silenced the villagers.

Seeing that no one questioned it, the village chief continued.

"There are two reasons for not letting everyone go home. One is to prevent cross-infection as much as possible and nip the danger in the bud. The other is that everyone needs to continue to work overtime to produce protective clothing and masks.

The whole village is silent, but our factory cannot be silent. Only enough protective clothing and masks can help our village survive this disaster.

Rather than taking the danger home, it is better to stay and let us fight the disaster together.

Of course, it’s voluntary whether you want to work overtime or not. Overtime workers will work in three shifts, with people taking breaks and machines not taking breaks.

If you don’t want to work overtime and can’t go home, the isolation point in our village is under construction. You need to go to the isolation point for half a month to make sure there is no problem before you can go home. "

The village chief's words made the workers look at each other in shock.

"Am I not allowed to go home if I stay and work overtime?" a voice asked.

"You want to bring the virus home to the elderly and children at home?"

"Where will we live if we don't go home?" Another voice asked.

"Except for the protective clothing and mask workshops, all other workshops have suspended production, and we will give everyone a place to live. Don't worry."

"If I don't work overtime, will there be no points to earn?" Another voice asked.

"Do you want me to support your whole family? Just let your whole family hang out at home, eat and drink, and I will take care of you?" the village chief replied rudely.

The crowd burst into laughter.

"Then I'll stay and work overtime. I can't help but earn points if I can!"

"Director, if you work during special periods, will your points be doubled?"

"That's right! Factory Director, we are risking our lives to make money, shall we be rewarded?"

"Pull me down, you guys seem to be making money for me. Do I get a share of the money you make?" the village chief laughed, and everyone continued to laugh.

At this moment, Gu Yuan spoke: "During the epidemic, the salary will be tripled!"

"real or fake?"

"Really three times?"

"The Gu family is awesome!"

"I regestrated!"

"I work overtime!"

"I want to earn points!"

The crowd immediately exploded. Everyone rushed back from the gate, rushed to the village chief and Gu Yuan, and signed up enthusiastically.

"Everyone, be quiet!" the village chief shouted, asking everyone to quiet down.

The excitement gradually subsided, and the village chief asked: "According to current statistics, are there people who are unwilling to work overtime and choose to go to a centralized isolation point?"

The village chief glanced around the crowd, but no one answered.

"You would be a fool to go into quarantine if you don't earn three times the points!" someone shouted in the crowd.

"That's right!" Everyone agreed.

"Okay!" Gu Yuan answered.

"Everyone, follow the instructions of Factory Director Lin and produce protective clothing and masks in three shifts!"