Chapter 98 Rotten Cabbage for a Rolls-Royce

Wang Xiuyuan always managed to shut these people up with the sharpest remarks. He never patiently reasoned with anyone; he preferred to directly unleash a verbal assault.

Tearing open the facade of hypocrisy with crude words and directly stripping Kong Yiji of his long gown is the most effective way to change Kong Yiji.

The kitchen of the Clinton Prison inmate cafeteria welcomed a group of important figures in expensive custom suits. Food, as one of the most significant daily expenses in the prison management system, was naturally a place Wang Xiuyuan would visit.

When they arrived at the kitchen, they saw a Caucasian female worker processing cabbage.

It's normal for cabbage to have some external damage during transportation due to bumps, and it's also normal for slight rot to appear in the damaged areas after a day or two.

So, the Caucasian female worker peeled off these slightly rotten and spoiled cabbage leaves and threw them into the trash can. This is a perfectly normal operation in our daily lives.

But Wang Xiuyuan frowned when he saw it. How much food would be wasted in a month like this?

Devik Morgan was the first to notice that Wang Xiuyuan's expression was a bit off. This time, Wang Xiuyuan was inspecting Clinton Prison, and Devik Morgan had brought all the prison management from his company, with the goal of identifying and resolving issues as early as possible.

So, Devik Morgan was diligently learning and taking notes throughout the entire process.

"Wang Xiuyuan, is there a problem with the way this Caucasian female worker is processing the cabbage?"

This seemingly ordinary but unusual question immediately drew everyone's attention. Along the way, Wang Xiuyuan had offered many very effective suggestions for improvement, and everyone had benefited greatly.

Therefore, whenever Wang Xiuyuan spoke, the administrators of various prisons paid close attention, fearing they might miss some crucial information.

"Under normal circumstances, there's no problem, but this is a prison, so the problem is very significant."

Wang Xiuyuan walked to the trash can, bent down, and picked up a cabbage leaf from the oversized bin.

He displayed the slightly rotten cabbage leaf in front of everyone, then asked a question that seemed almost idiotic.

"Look at this cabbage leaf. It has slight rot. How much of it is rotten? Who can answer me?"

This question was truly idiotic; even a three-year-old child could answer it, provided they weren't blind.

But no one could figure out what Wang Xiuyuan was really up to, so they all kept quiet, as no one wanted to be the backdrop for Wang Xiuyuan's show-off.

Seeing that no one spoke, Wang Xiuyuan could only answer his own question: "This cabbage leaf has slight rot, but most of it is perfectly edible, and it's very fresh."

Then Wang Xiuyuan walked to the cutting area, picked up a knife, cut off the rotten part, rinsed the remaining edible part with clean water, and once again showed the cabbage leaf to everyone.

"With just a light cut to remove the small rotten part, most of this cabbage leaf is edible.

Considering the food we provide to inmates, this single cabbage leaf is enough for one inmate, isn't it?

The current method of processing vegetables and various ingredients is too wasteful. We must improve the utilization rate of ingredients."

Devik Morgan: "..."

Reynoldson Rockefeller: "..."

Locke Vanderbilt: "..."

All the management present: "..."

Everyone was speechless at Wang Xiuyuan's outrageous move. It was just a cabbage leaf, and a rotten one at that. Was it really necessary?

Reynoldson Rockefeller coughed awkwardly and said, "Buddy, it's just a rotten cabbage leaf, it's not that serious.

If you really think about it, the labor cost for the female worker to process this rotten leaf is worth more than the cabbage itself."

Wang Xiuyuan looked at Reynoldson Rockefeller as if he were an idiot, then smiled and asked the Caucasian female worker who was processing the cabbage:

"Hello, ma'am, you don't need to be nervous.

This issue has nothing to do with you personally. After all, our company didn't have specific processing standards and procedures set before, so don't be nervous; your salary and bonus won't be deducted.

I hope you can answer me honestly, how much rotten produce like this do you typically process every day?"

The Caucasian female worker was very nervous. She knew that there must be something wrong with her method of processing cabbage, and she had been targeted by this Asian man.

Anyone who could enter the prison kitchen in an expensive suit was certainly not simple, especially when she saw that the Warden of Clinton Prison could only stand in the back row. She understood even more how influential these people in front of her were.

It wasn't that she didn't want to lie and gloss over the matter, but she knew in her heart that being honest with these important figures was the correct choice.

"Whenever there's cabbage, usually two or three large buckets of rotten leaves are processed each meal. This stuff gets damaged with just a light touch and rots in a day or two at most.

If it's summer when the temperature is high, the damaged areas will rot in half a day at most.

Vegetables like radishes, winter melons, and pumpkins are better; the spoilage is relatively less."

"Alright, thank you, ma'am." Wang Xiuyuan turned and continued to Reynoldson Rockefeller:

"This one Clinton Prison has nearly three thousand inmates. At least two or three large buckets are wasted per meal; I'll just calculate one hundred kilograms.

These one hundred kilograms of cabbage would cost about fifty dollars. Calculating for two meals a day, that's one hundred dollars.

There are over two thousand prisons and more than two million inmates across America, which is seven hundred times the number in this prison. This means that cabbage alone wastes seventy thousand dollars every day.

Don't tell me it's impossible to eat cabbage at every meal.

Even if other vegetables are used, there will still be waste. Cabbage is one of the cheapest vegetables; other types of vegetables are more expensive, and the waste rate might even be higher.

Moreover, it's impossible to have only one type of vegetable per meal. My calculation method is already an underestimate.

Putting everything else aside, the waste and spoilage from vegetables alone would amount to over twenty-five million dollars a year. Do you still think this is a small matter?

Go ahead and calculate how much of that twenty-five million dollars belongs to you!"

Reynoldson Rockefeller held a total of forty percent shares in three private prison companies, accounting for 13.3 percent of the total. This meant that over three point three million dollars of that twenty-five million dollars belonged to Reynoldson Rockefeller.

Over three point three million dollars—in this day and age, that could buy a large mansion in top affluent areas like New York's Upper East Side or Upper West Side.

A top-tier luxury car like a Rolls-Royce, fully loaded, only costs about one hundred thousand dollars, meaning he could buy over thirty fully loaded Rolls-Royces at once. With a number like that, how could Reynoldson Rockefeller sit still?

Reynoldson Rockefeller immediately demanded of the Caucasian female worker: "From now on, do as Mr. Wang says. If vegetables and meats are rotten or damaged, remove the inedible parts. We absolutely cannot waste like this anymore."

Less than three seconds after saying this, Reynoldson Rockefeller suddenly realized.

"But removing the rotten parts also takes time. How will the labor costs be calculated?"