"Based on the data we've obtained so far, roughly fifteen million laborers across Nagaril are working for Federal enterprises, and that number will continue to grow."
In the meeting room at Labor Union headquarters, the chairman of the Nagaril Branch, who had just returned from Nagaril, was sharing some of what he had seen there.
"Whether in Nagaril or the Federation, the demand for highly skilled workers is growing, and that is an opportunity for us."
"We have a complete training system for skilled trades. As long as we process these laborers a little, we can earn a considerable fortune from them."
"If ten million laborers need training and each pays us a hundred dollars, that's a billion-dollar business!"
"Even if that figure drops to ten percent, that's still a hundred million in profit!"
The chairman of the Labor Union's Nagaril Branch had spent two years there, and almost everything he had seen was wealth!
Someone once said that Nagaril was covered in gold. As long as you bent down, you could pick it up.
Some people had really gone to Nagaril, but all they saw was the filthy, chaotic, and squalid Nagaril of that time. Forget gold—there wasn't even a piece of wire on the ground.
Many people were puzzled. Could this be the so-called "gold covering the ground" in Nagaril?
Perhaps the "gold" they were talking about was feces?
It wasn't that there was nothing there. It was simply that these people were too low-level to see the gold, so they themselves became part of it.
But the people of the Labor Union could see it. From the Socialist Party down to the Labor Union, this special organization also possessed a capitalist perspective.
They knew very clearly that the so-called "gold" did not mean real gold. It meant