In the morning, Snow, who played a few songs for Shinzo as usual, returned to his home, scanned the letters he took out of the mailbox one by one, and finally began to check Mr. [Glory]'s results.
Mr. [Glory]’s strike was very successful. It unexpectedly won the workers a ten-hour work system and a salary that is enough for ordinary workers to support their families. Although there is still a long way to go before the eight-hour work system and weekends, but
For the sweatshops of this era, this is undoubtedly a very generous treatment.
In other words, if you still want to do better, it is impossible to change only a few factories, because that will increase the cost of the factory to an unacceptable level. In that case, even if the capitalists reluctantly agree to the conditions, the factory will
Bankruptcy due to lack of competitiveness.
Mr. [Glory], who had obtained this knowledge "from the great being", naturally did not waste his time. He chose an option that was within the acceptable range of capitalists. Then, preparing to spread the fruits of the revolution, he started a night shift,
He teaches relevant knowledge to aspiring young people and continues to travel to other factory areas and dock areas during the day, trying to turn the ten-hour work system into a benefit that all workers should have.
Only in this way, when the costs of all factories are leveled again, will workers have the possibility to continue to fight for their own interests.
Interestingly, during this process, those capitalists who had previously had to renegotiate contracts with workers due to strikes now became the promoters of this matter.
Can't you be the only one who suffers?
Of course there are reasons for this, but more importantly, it is for profit.
Only when other factories become like them can they increase the price of goods to make up for the losses caused by the increase in production costs, and this makes it gradually easier for workers to obtain benefits.
Mr. [Glory] certainly understands that this "cooperation" is only temporary. As time goes by, those capitalists will find ways to poach the workers' flesh and blood again, but at least now, they can cooperate.
Politics is about making a few enemies and making a lot of friends. Even if they are destined to become enemies in the future, at least for now, they are still "friends" that they can use.
…
"Compared to Mr. [Glory]'s impressive results, Mr. [Basic] and [Victory] are still a little behind..." Snow muttered, but didn't care. Unlike the strike movement itself, which already exists
The soil is different from the cause that is only catalyzed by ideas. The formation of gang forces cannot be rushed. At least in a place like Backlund where there is already a complicated network of gang forces, if a newly emerged gang is too aggressive, it will
cause trouble.
After roughly checking the types of magical spells exchanged by the three gentlemen recently, after thinking for a while, Snow re-edited a few combos that he had just thought of recently and uploaded them to the exchange list, and then turned his attention back to those letters.
, thinking about whether to write a reply to the reader next, or think about how to change the Star Warrior.
Just when he was thinking about whether to design his avatar as a "living evil spirit" phenomenon caused by the interference of the astral body in reality, a pleasant ringing sound suddenly came from the door.
Snow heard the sound, glanced at the room, and after making sure nothing particularly sensitive was placed on the open surface, he stood up and opened the door.
"Ms. Fors, are you here alone?" Opening the door and looking at the brown-haired lady with a lazy aura in front of her, Snow said with a smile. Fortunately, he gave her the last time they met.
Forsi preset the title, but did not call out the word "salted fish".
but……
"Mr. Snow, your jokes are not funny!" Xio's serious voice came from Forsi's side. Snow lowered his head slightly, and then saw Xio standing side by side with Forsi.
"Sorry, this is indeed a joke." Snow chuckled without embarrassment, then moved away and said:
"Anyway, let's come in and talk."
Following Snow's footsteps, the two came to the living room, got the tea sets, and asked casually:
“Is only black tea okay?”
"Of course." Forsi nodded lightly, and Xio also looked like "I can't tell whether the drink is good or bad anyway." As Snow went through a series of operations of heating the cup and pouring the tea, the two of them felt a little uneasy.
He also slowly calmed down.
"Please use it slowly." Passing the tea cup to the two of them, Snow took a sip himself, and then said slowly, "You two came to me, what's the matter?"
"This..." Xio did not get into the topic directly, but took out the white paper with a seal mark that Lavis gave her yesterday. Snow nodded after taking it, "Very good.
This mission entrustment ends here.”
As Snow's words fell, Xio could clearly feel that the contract that restricted her was slightly lighter. She nodded and said:
"Besides this matter, we want to ask you about the 'Fool' you talked about last time."
"Fool?" Snow raised his eyebrows, showed a playful expression, and looked at Xio and Forsi from side to side.
However, both of them seemed to have made sufficient preparations before arriving, and even if they were scrutinized, they did not show anything unusual.
Seeing this scene, Snow just smiled softly and said:
"All information involving great existences is quite high-end secret knowledge. Even for a type like the Hidden Sage, which is known to everyone, the information can be sold for five hundred to two thousand pounds, while for the Fool, there is almost no such information.
You will definitely not be able to afford the full version of this great being with a great reputation. You can think about which part you want to know, and I will give you a suitable price - of course, his honorable name is free, because this is the last time
A bonus with your purchase of content.”
"..." Xio knows that debts can be exchanged for favors here in Snow. In other words, what is unaffordable here probably does not mean money, but means that two Sequence Nines cannot be repaid in a lifetime of work.
But Forsi didn't know the inside story. She just thought about it briefly and then said:
"I want to know the consequences of praying to this being, and whether the other person can really relieve the influence of the full moon's whispers."
"Forsi!" Xio looked at Forsi in surprise. When they came, they made it clear that they would decide what to ask!
But seeing Forsi's "How can I let you memorize everything" look on his face, Xio didn't know what to say.
"Well, that's to be expected. Considering the information that Ms. Xiu purchased Man Yue Yayu last time, the discount I'm giving you this time is for after-sales service."
Snow said, acting like a profiteer, rubbing his hands like flies, and then said:
"A thousand times, this should be a more reasonable price."