Since oil mining requires a large amount of land resources and also has a great impact on the environment, it can even cause land subsidence. Therefore, oil mining is generally carried out away from cities, and oil workers basically do not leave the oilfield due to work needs. The result is that an oilfield can easily develop into an independent kingdom, where the person in charge of the oilfield is the most authoritative presence.
This is the case at the 760 factory where Zhou Ming once lived, not to mention the oil fields, especially here in Siberia, where the Vladimir family is still the biggest mafia in control of this area. Gangsters are not a specialty of northern Russia. Just think of the threat of gangsters in the commercial streets of the port city, where every merchant is trembling in fear. Then the oil fields, an independent kingdom far away from the government, can only be more intense.
Under the various coercive measures and inducements of the gangsters, the workers here can only become obedient slaves, otherwise they will be killed. Throw them into any wilderness, and who knows when they will be discovered, let alone solving the case and bringing the suspects to justice.
'The Ferro Floating Oilfield has been in operation for ten years, and Pushkin has been here for more than seven years. The workers here must be deeply afraid of him. You can see how Pushkin's subordinates boss the workers around. As for you wanting to show the workers some warmth, that's definitely a good thing for them, but I think Pushkin must have received some kind of explanation from Eugene, so he must have also told the workers something, and that's why the workers don't dare accept any benefits from you, Mr. Zhou Ming.' Domer analysed and said to Zhou Ming:
At this time, Zhou Ming had already returned to the administrative building, and he also told the story of what happened with the little girl at the workers' dormitory building. Only then did Domer give Zhou Ming an analysis, and they were in the reception room at the moment.
'So according to what you said, Mr Domer, these oil workers don't not want the benefits, they just don't dare to take them?' Zhou Ming asked.
'Of course, who wouldn't want a benefit? It's just that sometimes you need to be alive to enjoy it,' Domer's tone of voice showed his helplessness. "Eugens was very tight-fisted about everything, and Pushkin obviously inherited his style. This is the way the oilfield is.'
Domer hesitated after saying this, but finally said to Zhou Ming, "So Mr. Zhou Ming, if you want to start with the oil workers, I think it will be difficult.'
'Really? But I feel more and more optimistic,' Zhou Ming said.
Zhou Ming's words surprised Daumer very much. Daumer was about to say something when he heard footsteps outside the door, followed by Pushkin pushing open the door and walking in.
Pushkin came up to Zhou Ming and asked him, 'Mr. Zhou Ming, I heard that you just went to the workers' dormitory?'
Zhou Ming looked up at Pushkin and nodded, saying, 'Yes, I said I was here to spread warmth. I happened to see a little girl being physically punished by her father standing in the doorway, so I wanted to help her. Did I do the wrong thing? Or do you, Mr. Pushkin, think I shouldn't have done it?'
'Of course not. Mr. Zhou Ming is a distinguished guest at our Ferroflo oil field, and you have come to spread warmth to our oil workers. As the person in charge of the oil field, I of course welcome you with open arms.'
Pushkin then continued, 'I'm afraid Mr. Zhou Ming has misunderstood me. I came to see you because after I received the report, I already asked the workers about it. It is true that they have gone too far and are abusing children. According to the rules of our oilfield, such behaviour must be severely punished!'
'And this time, it is all thanks to you, Mr. Zhou Ming, that such child abuse was discovered. So I would like to invite you and other guests to observe the enforcement of the law. Would you like to?' Pushkin asked.
'What if we say no?'
Du Peng suddenly asked in return, and Pushkin's face became awkward at that moment when he heard this, as if he didn't know how to react to this answer.
Zhou Ming smiled and patted Du Peng's shoulder, then said to Pushkin, 'Since we discovered this behaviour, it is only right that we, as witnesses, observe it, but I just don't know when to start.'
'We're ready now. I've come to invite you all. I'll go downstairs and get ready, and you can come down whenever you like.'
Pushkin said this, then walked out of the reception room first. Du Peng looked at Pushkin's departing back and spat disdainfully, then asked Zhou Ming, 'Do we really want to go and watch? I don't think this guy has any good intentions by deliberately coming to invite us.'
'Of course he doesn't have any ulterior motives!' Domer said indignantly. "He's doing this to show his control over the Ferroflo oil field. No matter what happens, he'll always be the first to know. Let's not have any unrealistic fantasies.'
'I think there's more to it than that," Tong Gang said in analysis. 'I think he's also trying to kill the chicken to warn the monkey, to show the other oil workers and keep them from getting close to us.'
'This Pushkin really is too calculating!' Sergeyevsky clenched his fists and said angrily.
In the end, Zhou Ming stood up and said, "Alright, let's not discuss this here. Since Mr. Pushkin has come up to invite us, of course we can't admit defeat, can we?'
As soon as Zhou Ming finished speaking, Du Peng immediately followed suit and stood up, saying, "I support Zhou Ming. I'd like to see what kind of good show this poet has prepared for us.'
After them, Li Cheng also stood up: 'Anyway, we're already here, sitting around is just wasting time, and we're not afraid of this Mr. Pushkin, so it's no harm to go down and take a look.'
So Zhou Ming led these people down to the administrative building, and Pushkin sent someone to greet them at the bottom of the building, leading them all the way to the playground of the oil field. When Zhou Ming and the others arrived, there were already a lot of people gathered in the playground, and in the middle of the playground, several people were standing with a bowl of water on their heads.
Seeing that Zhou Ming and the others were coming, Pushkin immediately came over and, without waiting for Zhou Ming to ask, volunteered to explain, 'Welcome Mr. Zhou Ming and everyone else. I have already investigated and found out clearly that these people were the ones who physically abused and tortured that little girl just now. But we also follow rules, and we don't punish people randomly. Since this is how they abused and tortured that little girl, let's punish them in the same way, so that it seems fair and just.'
Zhou Ming nodded and complimented, 'Mr Pushkin is truly worthy of being the head of the Ferrofloil Oilfield, and he does have his own unique approach to management.'
Pushkin thanked him, then waved for the punishment to begin. The people who had been waiting there immediately began to pour water over the heads of the people who had been splashing water. As they poured, someone warned them, 'No one move! If anyone spills any water from their bowl, don't blame me for being unkind!'
This may not sound like much, but bear in mind that this is Siberia, and the meteorological station has already issued a forecast that it will snow soon. The temperature is only a few degrees, not to mention how cold it is, but at least pouring cold water on the body like this is definitely unbearable. These people are only wearing a single piece of clothing, and after being poured on, it sticks to their bodies. Anyone who understands knows that this is much colder than being naked.
Su Han subconsciously tightened her grip on Zhou Ming's hand. Zhou Ming, of course, knew that Su Han was scared. After all, just watching someone being doused with water like this could make you feel a piercing cold.
Zhou Ming said, 'Mr. Pushkin, I understand that you are doing this to punish them a little for their crimes, but aren't you going a bit too far?'
'Of course not,' said Pushkin. 'Mr. Zhou Ming, you don't understand the situation here. These people, if they don't receive some unforgettable lessons, they simply won't remember anything. And we all work here in Siberia all year round. We don't mind the current temperature, and we can handle ten or twenty degrees lower with no problem.'
'Is that so? But in my opinion, a light punishment is necessary, but it is still necessary to strike a balance.'
Zhou Ming said to Pushkin, his eyes always looking over there as he spoke. He saw someone over there who seemed to be genuinely shivering from the cold, involuntarily shivering and spilling some water. The person supervising them immediately hit them with a stick.
The entire punishment process lasted from afternoon until evening, but of course Zhou Ming and the others would not be stupid enough to stand there from afternoon until evening. They just went back after a while.
'This Pushkin guy, how could he even come up with this method? It's really as if his brain can't think of anything else,' Domer spat.
'I think it's pretty good that he can do this. At least I feel like we can finally do something,' Zhou Ming said.
Domer was stunned. He stared at Zhou Ming with wide eyes. At first, he thought he had heard it wrong, because Zhou Ming's recent patience had almost made him crack. Even Pushkin, who had just complained, was actually complaining about Zhou Ming and their inaction.
But now that he suddenly heard Zhou Ming say this, of course he would be a little disbelieving, and even a little suspicious: 'Mr. Zhou Ming, is this really a good idea?'
'Dear Mr. Domer, I would also like to ask why it is not good? 'Zhou Ming deliberately asked a rhetorical question, "Didn't you see the angry look of those workers on the playground just now? I think they have hated Pushkin for a long time, and humiliating them like this today will make them hate even more.'
'I agree with this, but Pushkin's people seem to have been following us all the time, and it's not easy for us," said Sergeyevsky.
'That was true before, but with today's incident, I think they've let up a bit,' Zhou Ming said.
Sergeyevsky immediately asked why, and instead of answering, Zhou Ming asked him in return, 'It's simple. If it were you, Mr Sergeyevsky, do you think we'd be moving now? Definitely not.'