Chapter 517: On the verge of breaking out
Moses Port suffered a lot during the two-month regime change vacuum, but fortunately the city's foundation is still there, and hundreds of thousands of workers who have been educated in the primary industrial system are still there; as long as the framework is rebuilt, the city will soon be able to get out of the quagmire.
As shiploads of assembly line machines were pulled in from Innadri, several public sectors began to post recruitment notices, the confiscated stockpiled grain was distributed as advance wages and benefits, the confiscated noble mansions were quickly converted into public full-time schools to recruit students, and young people under the age of fourteen rushed to the school gates in batches... In just one week, Moses Port quickly regained its former vitality.
When Baron Norman went to the countryside in person to bring his old father back to the city, he was blocked by a group of students leaving school on the main street in the West City.
"During the school hours, pneumatic vehicles and horse-drawn carriages are not allowed to pass through the street ahead. You have to take a detour from the side." The driver explained to Baron Norman awkwardly, "Now all the cars from the West City District and the Port District have to go this way... It's hard to avoid traffic jams."
Baron Norman and his son look similar. The old man, who is over 60 years old, is tall and thin like the baron, with thick hair and the same charming light green eyes.
Looking through the car window at the children coming out of the inner city, the old baron asked in confusion: "Aren't all the workers' schools in the northern city? When did they move to the inner city?"
"Today's civilian schools are not workers' schools, father. The city hall calls them public schools. They not only accept children from workers' families. Look, there are foreigners there." Baron Norman pushed his glasses and pointed at the orc children mixed in with human children.
The old baron said dissatisfiedly: "Who is asking you this? I mean, shouldn't these little brats go to school in the North City?"
"That's full of factories. Maybe the city hall doesn't think it's suitable for a school to be there." Baron Norman said indifferently, "By the way, father, I almost forgot to tell you that the Howell family home you hated the most has been turned into a primary school, and the ugly greenhouse you hated the most has also been demolished. It's now a playground for little kids..."
"Haha!" The old baron was happy for a moment, but soon he said unhappily, "Why was that guy with a distorted aesthetic hanged? Howell should have been allowed to live and see his damn greenhouse being torn into ruins."
"Oh, by the way, father, there is one more thing. The city hall hopes that our collection museum can be open to the public on weekends. It would be best if it could also be open to the little brats for a visit on holidays."
"Are you kidding me?! I won't agree! Zach, if you dare to agree on my behalf, you're done for!"
"Calm down, father. The City Hall has promised to give your son, me, a new position as the director of the Cultural Palace, which will be a subordinate department of the Education Department. In addition to a fixed salary and benefits equal to those of the City Hall's civil servants, we will also be allocated 3,000 gold coins per year for the maintenance of the venue. This is a good deal."
"this……"
While Norman and his son were stuck on the "outer ring" road , on the other side, Joey Rachel, who had recovered enough to go out alone, carefully packed her things and walked from home to the City Hall to apply for a job.
Obviously, Joey made a wise decision. Walking at this time was obviously much faster than renting a public carriage. When the old baron was cursing in annoyance and quarreling with the truck driver who was driving next to their carriage in the street, Joey had already arrived at the City Hall smoothly.
Looking at the imposing compound and solemn municipal building in front of him, and glancing at the public officials in various uniforms coming in and out, Joey secretly spit.
"Don't be nervous. I've passed the written test. All I have to do now is make a good impression on the interviewer..."
Joy Rachel tried to control her breathing, and stepped onto the steps of the municipal building as calmly as possible, encouraging herself in her heart: "I have never done anything unconstitutional, and I have a good reputation among the neighbors. I meet the requirements of the City Hall, and I can do it - yes, believe in yourself, Joy, you can do it!"
Joey's heart was pounding and his joints were stiffening uncontrollably. He had just walked down the stairs to the city hall when cold sweat started to drip down his chin...
"Sir? Are you okay?" The clerk who passed by was frightened by the pale man with cold sweat on his forehead.
"Of course, ma'am." Joey said in a stiff tone and an even stiffer face, "I'm here to apply for a clerk position. Where should I go to wait for the interview?"
The clerk looked at him suspiciously, pointed the way and said with concern: "If you feel unwell, you can come back tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. The interview period will last for three days, and today is only the first day."
Joey finally realized that something was wrong with his behavior. He thanked the clerk for her concern and walked towards the interviewer's office. He took out the handkerchief prepared by his wife Lisa and wiped the sweat off his face.
There were already about ten people queuing in front of the personnel office. Joey consciously went to the end of the queue and stood there. Soon, there .
The interview went very quickly, and people who entered the HR office would usually come out within a few minutes; most people had happy expressions on their faces, and only a few unlucky ones came out with unhappy looks.
When it was Joey's turn, the anxiety and fear that he had just suppressed surfaced again, and his legs felt a little weak when he entered the office.
The interviewers were two ladies. One of them looked very young, with a round face, a red nose, and freckles on her cheeks. She looked like a simple country girl, and the name tag in front of her read "Claire".
The other lady looked quite old, with a serious face and a somewhat harsh and old-fashioned appearance, like a very strict tutor or a stubborn housekeeper. The name tag in front of her read "Will".
The appearance of these two interviewers was totally different from what people imagined a civil servant to be in City Hall, but their expressions and temperaments were quite steady, which matched their clerical uniforms that imitated men's dress style. Joey, who knew very well that City Hall was not sticking to one style in employing people, did not dare to underestimate them at all. He bowed politely and respectfully before sitting down on a chair in the room.
Ms. Will and Miss Claire observed the interviewer calmly for a while, exchanged glances, and Ms. Will asked, "Mr. Joey Rachel, have you learned about the job content of a clerk?"
"Yes, ma'am."
"Very good." Ms. Will nodded slightly, and then began to ask the three interview questions - "Introduce yourself", "Why do you want to work in City Hall", and "What is your evaluation of City Hall's policies".
Joey's answers were quite standard, and Ms. Will did not comment on them. Apparently, any answer to these questions was fine, as long as you didn't deliberately go against the grain.
Next comes the highlight:
"Finally, please answer two questions for me, Mr. Rachel. The first question is: If an emergency occurs in your neighborhood during your off-duty hours that requires the intervention of the dead, how do you think you should handle the situation you face?"
Joey was stunned.
Without time to think about why the interview question was so weird, Joey thought nervously for a while, combined with the reports he had read in the newspaper about the city hall's handling of emergencies, he carefully said: "Well... I think I should cooperate with the security guards and evacuate the residents outside the block."
"What's the reason for evacuation?"
"Hmm... maybe there's a gas leak in someone's house or something like that. If I just say it's a serious incident that requires the help of the dead, it might cause panic."
"Very good. Second question: When you are asked to participate in the implementation of a new policy that is difficult for local residents to understand and they show obvious resistance and unwillingness to cooperate, and you believe that this policy is beneficial to local citizens, but you find it difficult to convince the public to accept it; then are you willing to cooperate with your superiors and beautify the policy into another policy, or come up with other ways to disguise the policy, first strive to promote its implementation, and then wait for people to slowly accept and understand it?"
Joey was stunned again.
Soon, he realized...the previous questions were actually just preparations, and the last question was the real key to this interview!
Realizing this, the answer immediately popped into Joey's mind.
There are actually no standard answers to these interview questions, as long as the answers don't deviate too much from the right direction - Joey has already realized this.
The last question is the same. You can pass the test by answering it in a standard manner, such as "trust your superiors' decisions and actively cooperate", "try hard to convince the public when promoting government policies", "persuade your superiors to postpone implementation, or introduce it bit by bit to give the public enough buffer period".
But since Joey has realized the importance of this question... he naturally doesn't want to just answer like the crowd and get a mediocre evaluation.
After thinking carefully for a while, Joey gave his answer: "Ms. Will, Miss Claire, this is what I think... Since the implementation of this decree will disgust many ordinary people, then perhaps there is something about this decree that goes against the public's expectations. The public's expectations are not necessarily correct, and I do not think that the city hall's decree must comply with the wishes of all the people, but I think the city hall should also fully understand the public's demands, and on this basis recognize the necessity of the decree and the urgency of its implementation, and then carry out related work. I think this may be more appropriate."
As soon as he finished his answer, Joey saw the two interviewers in front of him smiling.
Joey felt relieved. He knew that his answer might not be perfect, but it must meet the expectations of the city hall.
This is also the understanding of the undead regime that he gradually built up while reading the Innadri Weekly and listening to the Innadri Radio countless times while he was bedridden - this regime never unilaterally decides what people need or what rules people must follow; before implementing new policies, the undead regime will always tirelessly conduct research and listen to the ideas of local people!
Ms. Will took off her glasses, stood up with a smile, and held out her hand to Joey: "It's a pleasure to work with you in the future, Mr. Rachel."
Joy Rachel suppressed her excitement and politely shook hands with Ms. Will and Miss Claire in turn.
After seeing off the interviewer, Miss Claire sat down and said to Ms. Will with emotion: "Moses Port is really full of talented people."
"That's right," laughed Ms. Weir.
This interview actually starts from the moment the interviewee walks into this office.
If the interviewee frowns at the combination of only two female interviewers as soon as he walks in, looks around, looks at the furnishings in the interview room, or suspects whether there is a third dominant male interviewer hiding in a non-public place, he will be deducted points... If he cannot add points to remedy the situation in answering the following questions, he will be eliminated.
It is not an unforgivable fault to instinctively look down on others, but if one is arrogant and fails to demonstrate relatively outstanding talents, then it is clear that such a person does not meet the requirements of the City Hall.
Similarly, if the interviewer subconsciously ignores Miss Claire, who looks very young (she is indeed very young), and only focuses on dealing with Ms. Will, who seems to have more authority, he will also be deducted points - superficiality is not an unforgivable flaw, but since he has such a character flaw, he will have to get a few more points if he wants to get a position in City Hall.
Of course, if you know how to hide your character flaws in an important interview, and even if you are arrogant and superficial, you won't be stupid enough to expose them directly, and you can answer questions in a proper manner, then you can pass... City Hall does not require everyone to be a morally perfect person, and there is no such thing as a morally perfect person in the world; as long as you can restrain your nature and complete your job content diligently and conscientiously, you are a qualified employee.
For an interviewee like Joy Rachel, who has no obvious character flaws and has done sufficient preparation beforehand (understanding the working style of City Hall), there is absolutely no problem in getting a red stamp of "talent".
With the addition of a new batch of fresh blood, the well-staffed Moses Port City Hall quickly got back on track; after Ms. Shirley waited for the Undead Archon to come and hand over the government affairs at hand, she led the personnel borrowed from Innadri City and Dutata City and re-boarded the Skeleton Fleet docked at the port.
On July 11, 1033 in the new calendar of the alien world, the Skeleton Fleet turned from the Barcelo River into a tributary and sailed towards the capital of Odysseus: Bugatti City.
There is nothing worth describing in detail about the process of taking over Bugatti City... This former headquarters of the Odysseus family was run like a modern industrial city on Earth. Its water transportation was not so good, but its land transportation was well connected, and the group of nobles who stayed behind were unable to create the "good situation" of Moses Port where everyone was at the mercy of others.
As soon as the news of the hanging of sixteen noble families in Moses Port was broadcasted through the radio station, Bugatti, which was also covered by the sales coverage of "Tarantan Radio", became panic-stricken; the skeleton ship was still parked at the port of Moses Port, and the guys who caused the trouble had almost all run away.
On July 15th, the entire territory of Odysseus officially came under the rule of the undead regime.
At the end of July, Yang Qiu, who had been patiently waiting in Bugatti City for "guests" to arrive, received an urgent telegram from Princess Harriet in the royal capital - the Nosk coalition forces had arrived at the eastern border of the Rhine capital, that is, the eastern part of Odysseus.
The war is about to break out.
