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Chapter 298: Not Worth It (Part 4)

It is obvious that the migrant worker had just climbed outside the guardrail on the roof. I don’t know if anyone called the police. No police appeared at the scene, and there were no ambulances.

Several enthusiastic passers-by climbed to the roof and persuaded the migrant worker in various ways to tell him what difficulties he had and if there were any problems, we would like to find a way to solve them. Don’t give up your life easily.

The migrant worker was very excited. He loudly replied to the kind-hearted passers-by on the roof in dialect. No matter how others persuaded him, he refused to turn back to the guardrail, and he seemed to jump off the building immediately if anyone dared to approach.

There were a few men on the street who looked like local neighbors. They found a quilt from somewhere. Each of them pulled a corner, raised their heads and looked upwards and moved their positions, probably because they wanted to see if they could catch it when the migrant worker accidentally fell down.

Not all the indifferent people in this world are watching the fun, and there are also many enthusiastic people.

However, Zieg didn't think that the quilt could catch a person who fell from the fifth floor. Instead, if the migrant worker jumped down, these kind-hearted people might not have time to dodge and be hit. This is not comparable to the child Zieg saved last time. It is conceivable that once he was hit by an adult weighing dozens of kilograms, he would be seriously injured even if he didn't die.

"Why do people always jump off the building to ask for salary? Isn't it normal to ask someone to do things and then pay for salary?" Zhu Yu asked his father beside her in confusion.

"This kind of thing happened a little more frequently in the past few years. It has been more standardized in the past two years. It should be impossible for such thing to happen again!" Zhu Shang also felt a little strange.

"Brother, think of a solution! You can't watch him fall and die, right?" Cao Pinming looked up anxiously, and then urged her brother.

Zigg glanced at Cao Pinming and felt that both of them were pretty good-minded. As children of wealthy families, he also knew that he was sympathetic to the disadvantaged groups.

"I have called the police and called 120. Now I can't solve the problem even if I stand below. Let's go up and persuade him!" Cao Diwei said as he rushed into the building first, looked around and ran towards the stairs, and Zigg and others followed him to the top of the building.

When everyone came to the roof, the migrant worker was still standing outside the guardrail. The first person to come to the rooftop was a few good neighbors. Passers-by stood a few meters away from the guardrail and shouted at him, and they were persuading him. Most of the migrant worker's dialects could not understand, and the migrant worker could not quite understand what everyone said. Fortunately, there was a person who could understand them and was always voluntarily interpreting both sides.

The cement guardrail on the roof of the building was very narrow outside, just a few centimeters. It was very difficult for the migrant worker to stand there. He grabbed his hands tightly by the guardrail, and he could fall and slide down from there any time he accidentally.

"Your boss owes wages? How much does it owe you?" After Cao Diwei got up to the roof, he stepped forward a few steps and stood a few meters away from the migrant worker and asked him.

The migrant worker was excited and replied to Cao Diwei a few words in dialect, but Cao Diwei didn't understand a single word.

"Last year he followed a contractor to work on a nearby construction site and owed him a total of more than 50,000 yuan in salary, but the contractor ran away with the money. There was a contract and receipt from the construction site, of course he refused to pay his wages. Now he didn't know who to ask for money. A few days ago, he injured his arm while carrying a bag at the construction site and had no money for surgery. Now he is desperate, so he has to jump off the building." The passerby next to Cao Diwei who can understand the dialect of migrant workers explained to him a few words.

"This kind of thing can be solved by hiring arbitration, right? Why jump off the building?" Zhu Shang leaned over and asked with a little strange. Labor arbitration is still very effective now. Zhu Shang operates formally and is often maliciously extorted by some irregular workers. Labor arbitration often favors those workers for no reason.

"It's a bit troublesome, the project party doesn't owe money! But the contractor who brought him escaped with the money. The Labor Bureau had no choice but to ask him to report the case to the Public Security Bureau. He went to report the case, and the Public Security Bureau also filed a case. No one has been caught yet." Passers-by told Zhu Shang what he had learned before.

"This matter is really not up to the government. I can only say that he is unlucky. He met a bad contractor and worked for a year in vain." Another passerby shook his head.

"Brother, please help him!" Cao Pinming looked at the migrant worker, looking at his half-white hair, turbid eyes, calloused palms, and his despairy expression, and his eyes turned red.

Since childhood, my father taught them that they should not bully the weak. When they meet someone who is in real difficulties, they must help them. Since childhood, they knew that although most people in this world live a comfortable and comfortable life, a small number of people live in miserable and difficult life and death, and even struggle on the verge of life and death. At this time, if someone is willing to lend a helping hand and pull them, they may be able to change their destiny.

"They owe you a total of 50,000 yuan? Don't worry, turn it over first, I will give you full amount." Cao Diwei stepped forward, took out the hundreds of dollars and bank card on his body, and shouted a few words to the migrant worker.

When the migrant worker saw Cao Diwei's money, he probably felt that it was too little and it was not enough to compensate him for the 50,000 yuan he owed, so he shook his head hard at Cao Diwei.

"I have a lot of money in my card. You turn it over and I will go with you to withdraw money! Isn't it just 50,000 yuan? It's a little bit, it's not worth jumping off a building for this little money!" Cao Diwei took the bank card and took two steps forward, shouting a few words to the migrant worker.

"Don't come here!" The migrant worker became excited again, probably because he felt that Cao Diwei was lying to him.

"This is 50,000. If you don't lie to you, you will be yours if you turn it over and pick it up." Sieg took advantage of no one paying attention to him and took out 50,000 yuan from the system account. He borrowed a leather ring and tied it up, and threw it to the guardrail where the migrant worker was.

"Good guy!" Passersby present raised their fingers at Zigg and the others. There are many rich people in this world, but at critical moments, there are not many good people who are willing to pay for money like this. Especially Zigg, the 50,000 yuan that the 50,000 yuan with him must be useful, right? They threw it out directly, like throwing a stone.

"Come back quickly. You have 50,000 yuan. All your problems can be solved. The money you get back is yours!" The passerby just shouted to him in the dialect that migrant workers could understand.

The migrant worker looked at the money tied on the floor of the roof of the guardrail, and listened to the persuasion of the passers-by next to him, his expression kept changing. After a while, he finally decided to turn back to the guardrail.
Chapter completed!
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