"Father, are you telling the truth?" Linda Linda asked with curiosity in her eyes. "I'm really confused. Can you help me explain it?"

"Of course this is true, in Old Testament chapter 23 verse 16..."

Later, during the conversation with the priest, Linda found out some useful information. First of all, this church was allowed by Jack Sun, and he had no objection to the preaching of liberation theology in his company.

Secondly, through the priest's words, she also learned about the relationship between liberation theology and the Rat Alliance Front, and through past work experience.

Finally, through her rich experience in past work, she also saw that the priest's sexual preference was asexual, which made her very glad that she did not seduce him.

After getting this information, Linda Linda left with satisfaction, "It seems that she also needs to get to know the other people in the company in person. This is much more than what the data shows."

The priest looked at Linda Linda's back and silently sorted the folders in the system about the Old Testament and the New Testament.

He could see that the other party did not really agree with liberation theology, but he didn't care. As long as someone asked, he could answer no matter what the other party's purpose was.

At the end of the day, many people from the company came to the church to repent and pray.

The priest could see that they also did not really agree with liberation theology, they just wanted to find some inner sustenance because they were empty inside.

The priest just listened silently, listening to all the prayers. Calling them prayers was more like complaining.

"God, I am guilty. I went to prostitutes again until I had no money to pay the rent. If you can let me go out and find a hot spot and let me live broadcast to make a lot of money, I will definitely convert under your disciples."

"Why is my self-control so poor? Why do I always take off my clothes at the end? My god, is there anything you can do?"

"It's difficult to be private

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たのですか?”

After waiting until late at night, the priest closed the church door and opened the company member record.

Silently he marked all the people who prayed, and he continued to do so the next day. On the seventh day, he dialed Jack Sun's phone number and said, "I found that the employees of the company were having a very difficult time, even though they

The salary is much higher than that of employees in other companies as well.”

"Huh?" Jack Sun was stunned, not wanting to understand what the other party was going to say. "Father, I can't answer this question."

"As mercenaries, they have no concept of saving. After they get every cent of their salary, they will spend it as much as possible, on whoring, gambling, and buying drugs. In the middle of the month, they have to take out loans to buy food. There is no

A little planning.”

"You mean you want me to increase their salary again?" Jack Sun clicked on the company's income and expense form and found that if the overall company benefits continued to be increased, the company would lose money. After all, the financial crisis has passed and there are not so many now.

Entrusted.

The priest shook his head. "No, I want to suggest that you lower their salary."

"What?" Jack Sun almost thought he heard wrongly. Was this sentence really said by a liberation theology priest?

"I suggest lowering their salary by a certain percentage, and then building a company canteen, so that at least they don't have plans and won't go hungry, and this doesn't conflict with your ideas."

When Sun Jack heard this, his body shook violently, and he thought of many things, especially his past.

I thought about all the pain I had experienced and the night I was hungry when I had no food.

Then the priest looked into Sun Jack's eyes and said calmly: "As a leader, teaching is also your task. God has said that if they are stuck in the mud, they should not watch them suffer. Then do it first

They started by pulling it out of the mud."

"Thank you Father, this is really helpful to me."

After hearing what Jack Sun said, the priest nodded, "Your strength has far surpassed mine. There is not much I can do to help you, but since I choose to help you, I will do my best."

"Thank you, Father, you are right. I'm really glad you can come back!" Jack Sun said, closing the priest's communication.

After deliberation with his more than two hundred clones for half an hour, Jack Sun contacted the Minister of Finance.

"Accountant, follow my instructions from now on. Medical insurance, combat insurance, food, clothing, housing and transportation, all these benefits are covered by the company. I calculated how many times they cost, and they will be deducted from their wages at a proportional rate."

"Boss? But why are we doing this?" The accountant looked a little confused. "Not only does this not have any benefits, but it also requires a lot of costs."

"Don't talk nonsense, just do as I say."

Since the boss gave the order, what else could be done? The accountant immediately followed it.

The result was no surprise. It immediately attracted a lot of curses, and the swear words on the company channel were like flooding the screen.

"Fuck! I'm not a mercenary. What kind of medical insurance do I need? Are you trying to steal my money? Are you trying to steal my money?"

"Jack Sun, I'm cnm."

"Boss SB."

"After pretending for so long, my true colors are finally revealed!"

"This almost deducted half of my money! This will save me many men! I fucked!"

"I may die one day, what kind of protection do I need?"

Jack Sun looked at these words, smiled nonchalantly, and started scolding them directly on the company channel.

"You beasts, I've long disliked you, you bunch of distorted views! From the beginning to the end, I've never been right, and it's all you who are fucking wrong!"

"From now on, you will forget all about the rubbish habits of the metropolis! You will all follow my fucking schedule!"

Jack Sun finally scolded them because he said that if he spoke again, his salary would be deducted.

He also knows that some people may leave their jobs tomorrow. There are always some people who are used to that kind of life. Even if they die or are squeezed, they still don't want to be controlled.

But he understood that it was not him or them who was wrong, but the entire Metropolis, the dumping ground specially designed for the Holy Grail, which made them unable to distinguish right from wrong.

After Sun Jack finished doing these things, he came to the corner next to the bedroom. There was a person lying in the game cabin over there. It was no one else, but one of the few survivors on the Rat Alliance front, the already crazy An.

愄.

In order to prevent the other party from running around, Jack Sun stuffed him into a virtual holographic online game. Anyway, to him, it was the same no matter where he lived.

The other party's hands were struggling and he muttered something, "Big"

Jack Sun put his hand down, stuffed it into the game cabin again, looked at him and whispered: "Don't worry, I'm here, I haven't forgotten, and I will never forget."
Chapter completed!