Restart:Untalented Man

Having finished his dinner, Riz stepped into the waiting carriage. The wheels began to turn, and the horse-driven vehicle slowly started its journey back to his mansion.

The rhythmic clip-clop of the horse's hooves provided a soothing backdrop to his thoughts.

Throughout the ride, he couldn't help but dwell on his conversation with Albert. The proposal to have a representative from the business circle within his government sounds outrageous to him.

In his perspective, such a decision could have far-reaching implications for his kingdom, and the negative one outweighs the positive.

Riz's thoughts were equally vast as the night sky, filled with stars that seemed to stretch endlessly above.

Upon arriving at his mansion, Riz made his way to his bedroom. To his slight surprise, he found his wife still awake, engrossed in a book by the nightstand.

She looked up as he entered. "Welcome back," she said.

Riz sighed as he shrugged out of his uncomfortable suit, tossing it aside. He slipped into something more comfortable and then climbed onto the bed beside Theodora.

He had only one meeting and it exhausted him to this level.

"Why are you not sleeping yet?" Riz asked with a tired tone.

"Just can't stop reading this book," Theodora replied, her eyes twinkling with excitement. "Do you know the author of this book is a child?"

"Really?" Riz raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Well... Children do have a lot of imagination in their minds. It's good to see someone capable of utilizing it."

"How's the meeting? Everything went well?"

Riz let out a weary sigh. "No, not at all. But at least I know what they want."

"Great! That means the issue will be solved in the coming days, right?"

Riz considered her words carefully before responding. "No, I plan to keep it a bit longer."

Theodora looked slightly surprised by Riz's response. "You plan to wait? Why not act right away?"

Riz shook his head, "Because I want to see who else emerges from the shadows. If we act too quickly, they'll scatter like roaches."

....

The sun was barely cresting the horizon when the latest edition of the newspaper was distributed in Bideford.

It was a chilly morning, with a crisp breeze that sent shivers through the people who had flocked to the newspaper stands near them, hoping to be among the first to get their hands on the news.

Despite the cold, there was a sense of tension that lingered in the crowd.

It seemed as though the entire city had gathered with one common goal, to catch up on the latest updates regarding the price problems that had gripped Bideford in recent weeks.

As the newsstand attendant began to unpack the freshly printed newspapers, a small crowd had already formed around him.

Riz had to admit, the tension of the past few weeks had caused sales of newspapers to spike significantly. Everyone was eager to know the latest developments.

People handed over their coins, and the newspapers were quickly snatched up.

There was a hum of anticipation as individuals began to read the articles.

Their eyes scanned the page after page, looking for any new developments.

As the eager readers finally obtained their copies of the newspaper and their eyes scanned from one page to another, they were met with a noticeable absence.

There was no mention of the recent price increases that had been the topic of heated discussions in the kingdom.

Confused murmurs began to ripple through the crowd. People exchanged puzzled glances and questioned if the kingdom didn't pay too much attention to the problem.

However, as the initial disappointment settled, readers began to notice something else within the pages of the newspaper.

[Minimum Wage and Working Hour

In response to the concerns and needs of the hardworking citizens of Bideford, His Majesty, King Rizieri, hereby proclaims a series of measures aimed at fostering a more equitable and prosperous business environment.

Recognizing the importance of fair compensation for labour, it is decreed that a minimum wage shall be established, and applicable to all workers within the kingdom.

This wage shall ensure that every citizen is compensated fairly for their contributions to the workforce.

The minimum wage rates are as follows:

- Adult Workers: The minimum wage for adult workers shall be set at no less than 3 Ryn per hour worked.

- Youth Workers: The minimum wage for workers between the ages of 13 to 18 shall be set at no less than 2 Ryn per hour worked.

These rates are intended to reflect the dignity of labour and to ensure that all workers can maintain a decent standard of living.

In addition to the establishment of minimum wage rates, businesses within the kingdom are hereby required to adhere to the new working hours.

- No worker shall be required to work more than 10 hours in a single day and be given at least one day of rest per week.

- Any extra working hours must be compensated at the same payrate as the normal hours...]

Silence seemed to sweep across the city like an unexpected gust of wind. The bustling streets were suddenly hushed.

People gathered around newsstands with a disbelief.

"What the..." The murmurings of confusion and surprise rippled through the crowd.

It was a reaction due to they had been caught off guard by this unexpected announcement.

They were unsure whether to celebrate or not. While it was seemingly beneficial, the price problem they are facing remains unsolved.

Contrary to the uncertain atmosphere in the city, Riz enjoyed a rare moment of comfort in the bed.

lightsΝοvεl ?οm Morning light filtered through the curtains, casting a gentle glow in the room.

Even though it was the usual time for him to wake up, the chill in the air made getting out of bed seem like a daunting task.

Theodora inquired, "You didn't plan on going to the office early today?"

Riz responded, "Not today... I just dropped bomb-like news on many people. Let the shockwave dissipate first."

Theodora nodded in understanding. "You're right...You've certainly stirred things up with that decree and pushed their anger to a new height."

"I wonder what their reaction would be..." he muttered, half to himself and half to Theodora.