Becoming an Emperor Starting from the World of The Wandering Earth

"And, sir, don't forget tomorrow. The Austin Energy Summit is tomorrow. This meeting will determine the energy allocation and policy direction for the entire state of Texas, and even the Southwest, for the next few years. Our cash flow must be kept at a safe level to cope with any changes the summit may bring."

By the end, Garcia's tone had become extremely heavy.

"Especially since I've heard some rumors that the core topic of this meeting is whether to further reduce or even shut down small and medium-sized private energy companies like ours, and to bring all resources under state control for unified allocation. We need every bit of credit to prove our efficiency, not to squander them!"

"I am aware of the summit's agenda."

Murphy nodded, then suddenly changed the subject, not dwelling on the issue of the relief window, and said, "Okay, Garcia, go and call all the department heads over, I need to have a short meeting."

Garcia paused for a moment, seemingly not quite keeping up with Murphy's leap of thought, but his loyalty made him immediately reply, "Yes, sir, I'll go and inform them right away."

"etc,"

Just as Garcia was about to leave the office, Murphy called him back.

"Oh, right, tell the canteen to give every worker, including temporary workers, an extra bowl of meat congee for dinner tonight. Use the frozen meat I got before, add more beans, and cook it until it's thick."

Garcia turned around and looked at Murphy with a complicated expression.

In this era of strict protein rationing, even meat porridge made with a large amount of starch and beans is extremely difficult to make.

Although he wanted to speak up and persuade him, Murphy was the boss after all.

"Understood, sir. I will arrange it properly."

As Garcia's figure disappeared through the door, Murphy couldn't help but press his temples.

A man with money is a hero; a man without money is nothing.

Unexpectedly, even after time-traveling, he still has to worry about money.

Money is needed to keep factories running, feed workers, maintain relief channels, and even prepare for that damn summit tomorrow.

"Should we sell the goods in the mall? While that would replenish our working capital, without food supplies, the relief efforts can't continue. And without faith points, how long will it take for the few hundred people in the factory to survive?"

Just as Murphy was having a headache, the office door was pushed open, and several men and women walked in.

As soon as everyone entered, they immediately found their places and stood in line, their eyes all falling on Murphy.

As an energy company with hundreds of employees and a complete business chain, Murphy's core management team is also quite large, consisting of six departments: Production Research, Transportation and Supply, Raw Material Recycling, Administration and Logistics, Finance and Legal Affairs, and Security and Inspection.

By this time, all the heads of these departments had arrived.

"Since you're all here, please have a seat."

Murphy casually waved his hand, pulled up a chair and sat down, not putting on any airs of a boss.

The atmosphere in the office wasn't oppressive, but it was clear to everyone that being called in at this time was definitely not for casual conversation.

Murphy glanced at everyone and cut straight to the point.

"To make a long story short, I'll be attending an energy summit in Austin for the next few days. While I'm away, the company's daily operations will be in your hands."

As soon as he finished speaking, Bobby Rodriguez, the oldest and most senior head of the raw material recycling department, was the first to stand up.

"Boss, don't worry, we old guys will keep an eye on the factory, nothing will go wrong. I, Bobby, swear on my old bones I'll take good care of your home!"

With Bobby taking the lead, the heads of the other departments also nodded in agreement, all promising to take good care of the company and ensure that nothing went wrong.

Murphy showed an approving expression, but he knew in his heart that this "unity of purpose" was hard-won.

When he first transmigrated and took over the company, the people in front of him were respectful on the surface, but in their hearts they all had some doubts about him, a young man in his early twenties who had suddenly taken over.

They felt that he was too young to run the company well.

If it weren't for the legacy left by the original owner's father and Garcia's full support, he himself wouldn't have been able to prove himself.

After transmigrating, he forced himself to learn various technologies and factory management, and proved with solid performance that he was indeed capable of managing the factory well, which gradually earned him everyone's respect.

Of course, the allure that was redeemed six months ago has also amplified this trust and loyalty.

Now, these people may not be entirely fanatical, but they are at least devout believers.

Murphy remained expressionless, raising his hand to gesture for Bobby to sit down.

"It's good that everyone is confident, but we can't let our guard down. Nobody knows what the situation is in Austin or what policies will ultimately be implemented. We still need to prepare for the worst."

Murphy then looked at Hannah in the finance and legal department.

"Hannah, especially about your side. While I'm away, you and your team need to thoroughly review all the company's accounts, contracts, and asset lists again. If... I mean if, the summit does pass a proposal that's unfavorable to us, then the rest is up to you."

Hannah adjusted her glasses, met Murphy's gaze, and nodded vigorously: "Understood, sir. I will reorganize and archive all company documents to ensure we can handle any inspections at any time."

Murphy nodded, seemingly satisfied with everyone's reaction.

"Alright, that's the situation. Go back now, and remember to keep your communication channels open. Meeting adjourned."

Upon hearing this, the group got up and left.

The next day.

A helicopter, modified from an MH-58D, roared away, leaving behind gusts of air, and flew northwest toward Austin.

The plane was very noisy, but Murphy was completely unaffected, as he was pondering the intelligence about the energy summit.

This energy summit was organized by a special advisory committee led by the UEG Southwest Region and Texas.

Its structure is complex, with members including legislators at all levels from Texas and the surrounding affected areas, veterans of the energy industry, representatives of large industrial areas, and a small number of community agents.

Despite being called democratic and open, the voting power is actually concentrated in the hands of those members of parliament.

To prevent a proposal from passing, according to the committee's bylaws, he needs to persuade at least two-thirds of the voting members to vote against it.

This is a difficult proportion, especially now that concentrating all resources has become politically correct, and any proposal that might be seen as inefficient or diverting resources is extremely vulnerable to suppression.

Even though it's difficult, Murphy, as the representative of Houston's largest private enterprise, is determined to give it a try.

After flying for about an hour, the iconic Austin State Capitol complex came into view.

The helicopter landed on the designated landing pad, and uniformed staff immediately came forward to guide it.