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Chapter 81 West 4th Street Management System

Zheng Qian was not worried about Yun Duo'er, Wan Gaotu, and Xu Shicai playing tricks; his improved combat strength also changed his approach to solving problems.

In the past, he would have slowly coerced and bribed others to manage West Fourth Street, like boiling a frog in lukewarm water. Now that he has broken through to the late stage of Bone Refining Realm and his strength has reached 12,000 jin, he has chosen a faster way to resolve the issue.

Those who obey me prosper, those who defy me perish; those who listen to me receive benefits, those who disobey are eliminated.

"Old Zhou, go and invite five respected elders who can write beautiful calligraphy. Pay them a day's wages based on their income." Zheng Qian asked Old Zhou to invite the respected elders who could write beautiful calligraphy, and then he discussed the policy with He Zuowen, who had finished calculating the accounts.

"Uncle, the management of Xisi Street is too chaotic. What do you think we should do to manage it?" Zheng Qian now calls He Zuowen "Uncle." After spending time together, the two have become very close and have become very intertwined.

He Zuowen is an expert in this field. He can manage a county town very well, and four streets are no challenge for him.

"First, we will introduce regulations for vendors to follow. Second, we will introduce reward and punishment management measures, rewarding those who follow the policies and punishing those who violate them. Third, we will organize personnel to supervise to prevent anyone from selling mutton under the guise of dog meat. Fourth, after commodity prices stabilize, we will promote the products of Xisi Street and make Xisi Street a distinctive street in Yancheng."

clap clap clap...

Zheng Qian and Zhang Tiezhu clapped together. He Zuowen's management skills were truly expert-level. He had thought of everything from policy management to brand building. He must have already had the details in mind, but he just didn't say them.

“Uncle, I think you’re absolutely right. Let’s come up with a management system right now.” Zheng Qian first praised He Zuowen, then turned to Zhang Tiezhu for his opinion.

"Tiezhu, what suggestions do you have for implementing management regulations for Xisi Street?"

Zhang Tiezhu's eyes immediately bulged out. Why are you asking me again?

His mind raced, and after two minutes, Zhang Tiezhu said, “First, the four streets have different characteristics, so our management systems should also be different. Second, vendors are arbitrarily raising prices, so we can set uniform prices. Third, we need to establish a supervisory department to ensure that vendors will implement the new systems.”

Nodding, Zheng Qian was quite satisfied with Zhang Tiezhu's answer. Although it lacked depth, it was clear and logical. If he were thrown into the market for a year, his theoretical and practical experience would combine to make him an excellent manager.

Standing up, Zheng Qian picked up a pen and began to outline the system on a piece of paper.

"First, the system must emphasize the importance of price stability, stipulating that vendors must trade at fair and reasonable prices, and strictly prohibiting price gouging and fraud against the people. We need to establish an agency to collect daily market commodity prices. This market should fluctuate in tandem with the overall commodity prices in Wuyan Kingdom, ensuring that vendors do not lose money, nor do we allow them to make ill-gotten gains."

Secondly, shops and street vendors should be managed in a unified manner. We should designate areas for street vendors to set up their stalls. With the same products in one area, it is convenient for tourists to compare prices from multiple vendors, which will improve their competitiveness and prevent tourists from being overcharged.

Third, we need to implement an environmental management plan that requires vendors to keep their stalls clean and to promptly dispose of garbage. In addition, garbage collection points will be set up along both sides of the street for residents to dispose of their waste, which will then be disposed of in a centralized manner. We will also establish a department to handle sanitation; let's call this department property management.

Fourth, we must focus on strengthening publicity and education. We can use methods such as posting notices and holding lectures to popularize laws, regulations, and moral standards among vendors and residents, thereby raising their awareness of the law and their level of civility. Only through everyone's joint efforts can we create a harmonious and livable street environment.

Fifth, establish a patrol and management department. This department, called street management, will be specifically responsible for managing street vendors, regulating their stall locations, preventing disturbances, and maintaining street security.

He Zuowen stared at Zheng Qian as if he were seeing him for the first time.

Zheng Qian's remarks were comprehensive and targeted, focusing on both solving practical problems and improving residents' civility.

How did a bodyguard learn these management methods?

Could it be his talent?

He Zuowen couldn't understand it. He felt that he had done a great job by studying management methods diligently over the past two years and managing Lvchang County in an orderly manner. Only today did he realize that Zheng Qian's management skills seemed to be even stronger than his own.

He can get seasoned bureaucrats to work seriously in less than two minutes, and he can get the most influential people on the street to listen to him with just a few words. Now he's even drafting regulations.

If I were to give him full authority over Xisi Street and assist him, his career path might be smoother.

He Zuowen had this idea for no apparent reason. He helped Zheng Qian and let him take the plunge. Once this idea came to him, it was hard for him to suppress it.

Zheng Qian is someone Zhang Xinghai appreciates. It's not shameful for me to curry favor with him.

He Zuowen seemed to have found his direction and was more confident in opening up the pipeline route to Yancheng.

After listing several directions for establishing the system, Zheng Qian put down his pen. "I already have someone in mind for the street management personnel, namely Feng Baqiang. I am willing to give him a chance to reform. His Xinyi Gang can be organized into street management personnel."

Old Zhou said that the Xinyi Gang has more than a thousand members, and they are idle all day long. Zheng Qian does not want to kill all the members of the Xinyi Gang. These people need to be given jobs, otherwise they will cause trouble for the management if they have nothing to do.

This is the predicament of managers: they have to settle both good and bad people.

Of course, since Feng Baqiang has no intention of reforming, it doesn't matter if the entire Xinyi Gang dies.

Zheng Qian has been dreaming about Jiang Tingting for the past few days, and about fighting with Hua Feng. One day, the madam condensed ice crystals on her fingertips and flicked them, causing a huge tree on the opposite mountain peak, which was too big for six people to hug, to fall down.

He longed to roam the world with his sword, to see the scenery beyond Wuyan Kingdom, and to meet masters like the madam. Therefore, he needed to resolve the affairs of Yan City as soon as possible, settle Zheng Le, who was leading the northern uprising, and Zhang Tiezhu, who had always followed him, before he could travel the world in peace.

He Zuowen was deep in thought when Zhang Tiezhu couldn't help but ask, "Head镖师 (镖头, a term referring to a bodyguard or镖师), will he listen to us?" "No, that's why the Xinyi Gang needs to disband and reduce its size; naturally, they'll listen then." Zhang Tiezhu nodded, seemingly understanding. "Then if they take charge, the merchants definitely won't agree; that's unfair." Patting Zhang Tiezhu on the shoulder, Zheng Qian said in a deep voice, "Tiezhu, as managers, we need results. Because we can't guarantee fairness for everyone; we can only achieve relative fairness." "Relative fairness?"

"Yes, a hundred people have a hundred wishes, but everyone loves money. If we take a hundred taels of silver and divide it among a hundred people, is it fair for each person to have one tael of silver? No, it's not fair. A rich person can eat a tael of silver in one meal, while a poor person can eat for half a year. So that's also unfair. We just need to provide a safe and stable environment, and let them work hard in that safe and stable environment. That's fair."

Zhang Tiezhu understood, but he still didn't understand why Feng Baqiang was in charge. "Then why is it Feng Baqiang who's in charge?"

Zheng Qian was also helpless about this problem. The main reason was that he didn't know many people in Yancheng and didn't have any better candidates at the moment. He could only choose from those whose names he knew. Even though he had never met Feng Baqiang, he became the only candidate.

The premise is that Feng Baqiang repents and reforms. If he continues to do evil and refuses to listen to arrangements, then he can only listen to the arrangements of the King of Hell.

Zheng Qian indirectly answered Zhang Tiezhu's question: "If a good person does a bad thing, no one will forgive him; if a bad person does a good thing, everyone will praise and commend him. That's human nature."

Zhang Tiezhu truly understood this time; Zheng Qian's next words made his blood boil.

"Tiezhu, grow up quickly, I have something important for you to do."

At this time, Lao Zhou invited five elderly people to come. They were all well-known scholars in the nearby streets, highly respected, and experienced in life. It was most appropriate for them to participate in the formulation and writing of the system.

The formulation of the system should be detailed, maintain stability and fairness in direction, and, more importantly, comply with the laws and regulations of Wuyan State.

Arguments could be heard intermittently from the side room, sometimes accompanied by laughter and cheers. As darkness fell, the five elderly men, their faces beaming with satisfaction, received their wages and left.