I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse-Chapter 1023 - 1022: So Jun Bao, This Was Your Plan?

As for why the press conference is scheduled four hours later, it’s naturally to let the public opinion brew a bit, to stir up greater excitement.

As for why it has to be held tonight instead of tomorrow or according to the original plan, it’s naturally to push the matter to a higher level.

Being a master of public opinion and an expert on human psychology, Jun Bao naturally knows when to act for maximum benefit.

Moreover, holding it tonight can signal to all the citizens: Look, we take this matter seriously, right? As soon as we heard about it, and knowing everyone’s curiosity, we immediately held an overnight press conference. We truly value our citizens! Our attitude is absolutely correct! We will definitely serve everyone well!

He plans to play four twos, and then play the King Bomb card.

If the detergent factory is four twos, then the brewery is the King Bomb. Just at the right time, announce them together, bringing a climax to the people’s hearts.

The cycle of events is incremental and needs foreshadowing and a prelude. If you just start by saying, I’m opening a brewery to benefit everyone, without buildup or excitement, people might just say, ’Oh, that’s nice.’

But if Jun Bao plays it like this, using the small buzz to rise to a bigger one, and then introduce the focal point, the event can reach national awareness, gradually stirring people’s emotions.

And just when you think it’s the end, casually reveal the King Bomb, oh, we also have a King Bomb brewery opening nationwide, and everyone will be able to drink affordable quality beer.

At a time when other countries are struggling with food shortages, we should thank our nation for allowing us to still enjoy beer in the apocalypse.

This way, an event can be elevated, reaching the highest level of popularity.

Upon hearing Jun Bao’s simple instructions, Jing Shu took a deep breath. Damn, with such profound meaning, who can challenge her gains in the future?

"Thank you. I know what to do now." Jing Shu took a deep breath, understanding Jun Bao’s intention.

Jun Bao’s voice came over: "It’s the right thing to do, it’s also about protecting Wu City’s industries. I’ll rely on you this time."

In both the detergent and the brewery, Wu City’s shares are minimal; overall, the biggest beneficiary is Jing Shu herself.

"Then next time, bring Jun Bao more fragrant branches and ready-made vanilla beans."

With this plan in mind, Jing Shu brought her elder aunt’s family to the new factory staff dormitory.

Because the factories co-opened by Jing Shu and the Township Government can serve as an industrial park, they’ve blended into a large area. Therefore, these new dormitories are truly residential buildings from the pre-apocalypse era.

It’s just that, due to its unique location, this six-story western-style building, with acceptable quality, wasn’t collapsed by the quake. Apart from being filled with mud and rotten corpse insects, costing significant effort to clean, everything else is perfect.

The elder aunt’s large family was placed in a large left-side apartment on the first floor, 123 square meters, which is a rare and desirable spot in the apocalypse.

It’s not that such houses are rare in the apocalypse. On the contrary, since the South Sea migration years ago, it’s become a deserted city, with too many such houses, residential complexes, and apartment buildings.

Then why is it still challenging to allocate housing and avoid overcrowding?

It’s because 80% of South Sea’s houses are now completely buried in mud, lacking electricity and water systems. Many were collapsed by earthquakes, submerged by landslides, or suddenly had mountains grow in their midst.

Moreover, if the Township Government doesn’t gather people together, dispersing them increases costs by about threefold, and resource issues like food transportation and living supplies arise.

Therefore, houses like these, that are clean, habitable, protected by the Township Government, populated with people, and next to work, are extremely rare and too precious.

Grandma Jing opened the door and was very satisfied with the three-bedroom, one-living-room, one-bathroom arrangement. Jing Shu said:

"The electrical system is just completed, but the water pipes are burst and lack repair materials, so you’ll still need to fetch water. Electricity is free for one hour a day.

You can live in this house indefinitely, but since it’s just finished, many places are quite dirty and need meticulous cleaning..."

Only Jing Shu’s factory could afford daily free electricity time, thanks to the efficient help of the tool person, Mayer. Thinking about it, it’s really useful.

The men moved the things silently, as if the quicker they moved in, the sooner they could have a pre-apocalypse home.

The elder aunt and Qiao Lian busily wiped every corner. The elder aunt’s voice echoed: "So what if it’s dirty? We wipe it a few times a day, it’ll surely restore to its cleanest state."

Grandma Jing pointed to the living room and said: "You still need a sofa here. Have your dad make a wooden frame with cotton stuffing, and a bed for the small bedroom. First floor is convenient, but you also need a large wooden tub—"

There’s still some material at home, let your dad make a squatting toilet for you, at least you won’t run far for a bathroom—"

Uncle chuckled: "How can we trouble father-in-law? We’ll do it ourselves, we’ll do it ourselves."

While speaking, the door of the neighboring room opened, sounds of moving things were heard, followed by astonished exclamations.

Grandma Jing, the elder aunt, Jing Shu, and little Wei Shu’en walked out to see the familiar Nanny Xie, bringing her Aunt Xie, the honest Uncle Xie, and her grandson who were left dumbfounded with their mouths agape.