I Am Cultivating in the Apocalypse-Chapter 1037 - 1032: What’s All the Ruckus in the Factory?

Grandma Jing’s expression grew fiercer as she scolded with arms akimbo: "Isn’t this just taking off your pants to fart? There are new issues every day. Can’t people get some rest?"

Even though Grandma Jing was scolding, her next sentence took a surprising turn: "Old man, you go help keep an eye on things, organize the shelves or something. Honestly, it’s always us old bones tidying up in the end."

Wu You’ai was dumbfounded. She agreed just like that?

Jing Shu chuckled: "I’m strong, I’ll handle it. Actually, my company just so happens to have a batch of supermarket shelves to set up, but Grandpa needs to help clear some space in the living room by the ship before discussing where the supermarket would be most convenient."

Finally, the whole family decided to put the supermarket opposite the swimming pool, where there’s a large empty corridor. It’s close to the living room and the bedrooms, making an open-style supermarket with supplies restocked every two months.

So it was settled like that.

As the New Year approached, the Jing Family got busier.

Even Jing Shu got caught up in the busyness. As the year-end approached, business got better, with many people who usually wouldn’t buy things deciding to treat themselves this year.

Thus, Jing Shu’s factories discussed for days how to handle the holiday, with debates erupting in every department.

For example, the sales department argued that they’ve worked hard for over six months, and although there’s only one public holiday this year on New Year’s Day, the factory should give an extra half-day off at least, so everyone can watch the Spring Festival Gala together on New Year’s Eve.

The HR department retorted, asking if they could just declare a holiday like that? How would wages be paid then? And during New Year, people still need to be on duty; how would that be compensated?

The labor protection department chimed in, questioning the budget cuts for holidays, especially concerning the budget for holiday gifts and allowances: it definitely shouldn’t be deducted from their budget.

At this point, the canteen staff interjected: "We don’t care what you argue about, but the reunion dinner on New Year’s Eve needs to meet the standard, with dumplings, and for the Lantern Festival, sweet dumplings must be provided."

Jing Shu felt overwhelmed by the endless debates and decided to let them quarrel. She pooled people from her associated factories into a 500-plus square meter hall, letting representatives from each department draft plans, and dedicated an entire day to holding a meeting.

After a day of debate, under the final coordination of Zhang Yicheng and Old Wang, they reached a conclusion.

Seeing the proposed plan, Jing Shu signed her name with approval, feeling that once again, she’d managed to be a hands-off manager for the day.

After wrapping up matters at the factories, Jing Shu attended a few events and then heard from Jun Bao that the authorities were highly concerned about the energy discovery in Wu City, dispatching two expert armed teams there.

Jing Shu had a puzzled expression. Typically, only one expert team would be sent, consisting of a doctor leading some students and researchers. What did it mean to send two?

Jun Bao smiled lightly, a mysterious look in his eyes: "Maybe everyone wants a piece of the pie. Let them all go then," he said nonchalantly.

But Jing Shu felt that this guy wasn’t being genuine.

She understood that it was a factional struggle at the top, with everyone wanting to insert their own people to gain some influence when the energy was extracted.

Just like when Old Zhou led Jing Shu with a team to sea and discovered several types of dark energy, which gave Old Zhou authority in the distribution and discussion of those energies.

"Alright. That’s not so bad. More people might lead to quicker discoveries," Jing Shu shrugged. She wasn’t particularly concerned. In her previous life, they discovered it without her, after all.

Jun Bao nodded and said, "The two teams have been deployed with some special ability users, using an Energy Conservation Method by leveraging other forms of dark energy to proceed.

If there’s no news within half a month, the situation may escalate, with authorities sending in higher-level personnel."

"Oh. It would be best if news about releasing some energy comes out." It’s quite normal, as many places nationwide have energy, all being explored continuously.

Jun Bao sighed, knowing that over the years, directness worked best with Jing Shu since subtle hints sometimes went unnoticed. He decided to be straightforward this time:

"You should prepare yourself. There’s a possibility that in a month or two, another team of doctors and special ability users will be dispatched."

Jing Shu was momentarily taken aback: "You’re sure these two teams can’t handle it?" She was initially interested, but having just returned from the Middle East, exhausted without many days of rest, she thought the two teams sent by the authorities should suffice.

Once they handle it, she could directly exchange other energies for some new energy, which would upgrade the Magic Cube Space effortlessly.

Jun Bao made no comment.

Jing Shu understood, contemplating resting for another month or two. Who knows, maybe by then they’d have already settled everything? So she agreed for now.

Jun Bao then brought up the lungfish issue, casually mentioning recent international news. Several countries near Africa had discovered this lungfish species, spreading at an alarming rate, and he’d already reported the matter.

"So, what do you think about preventing this lungfish invasion? Any species invasion poses a significant crisis and risk for Huaxia now, but also offers opportunities."

Oh, does this mean she has to draft a proposal?