233 6.27 Shape Up Or Ship Out. Never Fear Changes For Improvements. (2/2)
Some small children came up to me and I kneeled down and they whispered something to me and I nodded and they ran off back to their mommies. One handed me a garland of flowers, while another handed me a gyoza which I ate with them and patted their heads. Yup... Their new Mayor was a commoner just like them, thinks and reacts just like them too.
Some ladies bowed to me and I bowed back to them. A practice that haslong been forgotten by Mayor Asuwaipu Itsumo. The rest who followed me bowed back in respect as well. The residents of Kitakata had known for our generosity for giving alms to the monastery and had given away rice as rations for poor families 2 months in a row using his own pocket money.
The residents also knew that we pay the 4000 over employees with extra bonuses every 3 months and drop a few silvers as a 'mistake' on calculating their salaries and never take it back even when reported by the employees that we had overpaid them.
The residents knew that we had invested in making the lives of everyone better, the higher standard of living and out from poverty and those who had 2 or more family members working with Fasuto Japan KabushikiGaisha were as well off as a Samurai. They could even afford their own house by being with the corporation in 6 months.
The residents knew where I had come from and being an adopted son of Hiko Seijuro and always with him no matter what on making big decisions. Most importantly they knew that I respect others and I earned their respect through any demands but right from their hearts.
We walked in and met the Head Treasurer and asked where the salaries of all the governmental officials come from and he blurted out that it came from our very own corporate account that was siphoned into the Castle's liquid assets.
I was surprised at his statement and the figure we had gotten from him was 3 times as much as we had paid for thousands of our employees' salaries monthly, even with their bonuses added. Each month, more than 150,000 coins were taken to pay those loathsome officials.
I rushed back to the government building and stopped everyone from working and to assemble at the front of the building according to their sector. I called for the tailor and his assistance and brought a sketchpad and they brought a table and chair for me to document somethings.
When they saw the tailor holding the measuring tape, everyone knew I was not taking things lightly and sitting on my laurels. As I called one by one to announce their name and their department and current salary, some even tried to suck in their tummies as the tailor measured the sizes around their tummies and chest.
No gender preferences as the tailor is a lady. Once they had submitted their names, department and salary, along with their waist and chest size, I closed the sketchpad and told them to invert their sizes within 30 days or stay out.
We would gladly pay 3 months of their axed salary as compensation, and if they could reduce it and maintain it for 90 days, they would regain their salary at the full rate. After everyone had gotten the message across over to their thick skulls, some packed their things and left the department before the end of the day.
30 days to trim down? Flatten those tummies? Broaden their chest? Those pigs had been squeezing the blood and sweat of Kitakata residents and yet I'd forgive them so easily? I'd let go of a murderer so easily meeehhh...? FUCK THEIR SISTERS LA...!!!
It is better to see them give up the fight so easily, yellow-bellied cock suckers...!
”Anyone want to give up? Please don't waste Yours Truly's time and His Majesty's efforts. Go... Get out and join them. For all, Yours Truly care. Do you all think Yours Truly care about your feelings...? Yours Truly is not afraid of changes for the betterment of the residents of Kitakata. Yours Truly praises to those who stay and dares to take up Yours Truly challenge... But Yours Truly praises too for those who leave without a fight... GO! GET OUT...! SCRAM...! SHOO...!”
I added insult to their injuries as they tucked their tails between their legs and leave to their own department. By end of the day, half had packed their things and left town the same night to seek solace in their son's, daughter's or even their parent's hometown.
News soon reached to the General of the Imperialist and the Commander of the Militia. At first they were angry and was filled with rage and fury and when they realised that my words stand as His Majesty words, they backed down and dared not to be accused as revolt for the penalty for revolting, mutiny, unrest and invoking or instigation against the Mayor's words would be the same as death by hanging or by the gallows.
That's why soccer was actually invented in Japan where residents would kick the heads that had been decapitated all over town without knowing where to score and with many heads being kicked around, no referee, linesman, goalies were around and these heads that rolled ended up in the mass grave as it reaches its goal. Hahahahaha. What a sick mind I've got...!