Chapter 232 Under the sound of summer cars in Xuanzhu County
Qi Bajiu grabbed his nephew and niece and waited for the Jing family's car and armed guards to cross the street before leading them across the street and into the tree-lined path.
"Second uncle, I want to eat small skewers!"
"Second uncle, I want to buy a windmill!"
"Second uncle, I want to eat dragon beard candy!"
"Second uncle, I want to eat too!"
Qi Bajiu said happily: "Buy, buy, buy them all!"
He is now the supervisor of the Tingjia Grace Lock Factory. Although the first month's profit dividend has not been paid yet, and it may not be much, but all his previous salary arrears have been settled, and his money bag is bulging. His elder brother and sister-in-law are urging him to
If he saves some money, he might be able to build a house in a few months.
Today is the establishment meeting of the trade union. I don’t know what Qibajiu is for, but the supervisors of each factory have to go, and the workers can also go. There is free sour plum soup on site. Today, all factories in the county have a half-day break.
Hey! There’s free sour plum soup! Who wouldn’t go?
Not only workers go, they also bring their families. Qibajiu’s eldest brother and sister-in-law run a ghost stall and have no time to take care of their children during the day, so they entrust the care of the children to the neighbors. Today Qibajiu is free, and he
He loved these two little devils so much that he took them to see the world.
The meeting place was an old factory in the outer city. The space inside was very large. When Qi Bajiu arrived, he saw that it was full of people. Everyone was chatting in small circles, including men and women, old and young.
Many of the female employees also brought their children, and the cries and noises of the children filled the entire space, making everything noisy.
Qi Bajiu and two little ghosts found the co-workers. The children brought by the co-workers were playing rock-paper-scissors nearby. It was a small game invented by Mr. Shuren, the author of "Future Echoes". As soon as it appeared, it became entertainment for poor children. Two
Little Guitou saw them playing guessing games and joined them to play.
"Brother Qi, what is the reason for this meeting?"
"I do not know either!"
"When will we have sour plum soup? I brought all the bowls."
"But Brother Qi, aren't you the supervisor? You don't know either?"
"What kind of supervisor is not in charge? How can I still sit with those big shots? Those people with golden keys in their mouths, how can they take care of me, a mud-legged person? Anyway, I just brought those two little devils to drink sour plum soup. Hey, Liu
Brother, are you reading Youth Daily? Give me one."
"Brother Qi, are you also literate?"
"Hey, I was very serious when I listened to the elementary school!" Qi Bajiu took the newspaper and said: "And what the newspaper said was very straightforward and reasonable. I can understand it even if I don't study seriously."
While there was a lot of noise in the old factory, a middle-aged man walked up to the makeshift podium, covered his mouth with his hands, and coughed twice!
Ahem!
The huge sound drowned out all the noise and reverberated in the factory. Everyone stopped making noise for an instant and stared blankly at the middle-aged man on the podium.
Among many tactics, the Aiki tactics that are good at using sound are undoubtedly the most suitable tactics to host. Without any equipment support, an Aiki warrior alone can control a large scene of hundreds of people.
"Hello everyone, many friends may know me. My name is Hai Song, and acquaintances like to call me Lao Hai. Lao Hai, I have the trust of the Jing family, and you are willing to give me a face, so I will preside over the first meeting of the trade union.
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"Uncle Hai!"
"We believe in Uncle Hai!"
"Uncle Hai, what is this meeting for?"
Qi Bajiu also recognized Uncle Hai and couldn't help but feel relaxed.
Uncle Hai is putting it lightly. How can he have face? Most of the people sitting here respect him.
Uncle Hai was originally just the owner of a small noodle shop, but the noodles he sold were very cheap. Although they tasted bad, they were very filling. When the workers were so poor that they had no money, they would go to his store to eat noodles, but everyone knows that
Uncle Hai will definitely not make any money by selling at this price, or even lose money. Therefore, unless he is really poor, he will not take the initiative to take advantage of this.
In addition, Uncle Hai has a wide network of contacts. For example, if he offends a gangster or is deceived by a loan shark, as long as it is particularly serious, Uncle Hai can help solve it.
Moreover, Uncle Hai is also good at interior combat. It is almost common for workers to have minor pains and injuries. If they are seriously injured, they can also go to Uncle Hai for help, which can at least relieve them.
Uncle Hai has been running a noodle shop in Xuanzhu County for more than ten years. He has worked in many factories and almost all the workers have admired him. If you said on the street that Uncle Hai’s noodles are not delicious, everyone would agree, but
If you say that Uncle Hai's people are not good, then you can't even think of walking out of this street.
Uncle Hai raised his hand and pressed it gently, and the venue suddenly became quiet.
"Fair, fair." He looked around: "It's still fair."
"The meaning of the union is for fairness."
fair?
Everyone was a little confused.
Uncle Hai asked: "Do you know how the Silver Blood Society was first established?"
The venue suddenly became noisy. Some said it was to make money, some said it was to bribe the county magistrate, and some said did the Silver Blood Society exist from the beginning?
Uncle Hai pressed his hand, and the venue became quiet again: "At the beginning, the Silver Blood Association was actually a group of businessmen, established to avoid being bullied. People don't know that Dongyang businessmen were very miserable in the past. Not only were they bullied by officials, but they also went out to do things outside.
When buying and selling, you will be bullied by outsiders."
"They felt that this was not going to work. They wanted fairness and not to be bullied, so they joined forces and formed the Silver Blood Association."
"The purpose of the trade union, which is our workers' federation, is to stop us being bullied by officials and factory owners."
Uncle Hai looked at everyone's eyes: "So we must unite and hold together to fight against those forces that are stronger than us."
"Why are we being bullied? Because the enemies are very powerful, they are powerful, and we are often weak. But if, if we workers all unite, and there are countless workers standing behind us, then they still dare to
Are they bullying us? Do they still dare to deduct our wages, insult our dignity, and even punch and kick us, even to the point of life and death?"
"We work from early to late all year round, but we are still very poor. We don't have enough to eat, don't wear warm clothes, and don't have a good place to sleep. But the goods we produce are obviously the fruits of our labor. Most of them are taken away by the factory owners. The factories
The Lord has given us a little charity, but we still need to shed tears of gratitude."
"It shouldn't be like this."
"We just accept employment. The factory owner pays and we contribute our efforts. We are equal in personality, but they bully us arbitrarily and don't treat us as human beings. And we can only endure it for the sake of our livelihood."
"It shouldn't be like this."
"Xuanzhu County was obviously built by us, but we can only stay in the dirtiest and most remote corner; we produced the goods, but we can't even use what we produced; Heyang Jun and the county guard
The government should protect us, but instead they just follow us and oppress us."
"It shouldn't be like this."
"This world should not be like this." Uncle Hai looked at the silent venue and said loudly: "So we must unite to defend our rights, our dignity, and our achievements!"
"We cannot let the next generation repeat our lives."
"We workers should also have a bright future."
Uncle Hai suddenly opened his arms: "Everyone, tell me, if you were asked to make demands for the factory, what demands would you make?"
Everyone looked at each other in shock. After a long time, someone suddenly said what everyone was thinking: "Give me more money!"
Uncle Hai applauded: "Yes, the factory owner should give more money, what else?"
"Don't keep working at night."
"Pay full salary, don't deduct money!"
"Don't bully people!"
Everyone expressed their requests one after another, and all of a sudden it was a mess. Even a few children shouted, "I want to eat skewers."
Uncle Hai applauded vigorously: "Yes, yes, yes, I agree with everyone's ideas. Lao Hai has refined everyone's ideas and prepared four basic requirements first -"
"First, wages cannot be deducted at will."
"Second, we must ensure that the working environment does not harm our bodies."
"Third, we work eight hours a day. If you want to extend your working hours, you have to pay extra."
"Fourth, workers must not be bullied or violated, especially female workers."
Uncle Hai paused: "Do you think the four requirements I prepared are reasonable or excessive?"
"Reasonable, not excessive!" everyone shouted in unison.
Uncle Hai: "Tomorrow, I will go with other worker supervisors to represent all workers to meet with the president of the Silver Blood Association to discuss the implementation of these four demands. If the other party does not agree, then we will hold a protest strike to let the Silver Blood Association
Face our status squarely!"
Qi Bajiu immediately panicked - it's okay if you let him get high, but if you really want to negotiate with the Silver Blood Society, he will instantly become intimidated.
Just when Qi Bajiu made up his mind to be a coward, someone suddenly stood up on the other side: "Uncle Hai, I will go with you to fight for the rights we deserve!"
"Uncle Hai, so do I!"
"Uncle Hai, I also want to contribute to the union!"
Suddenly someone sang loudly: "There has never been a savior, nor a fairy emperor!"
Qi Bajiu was stunned, recalling the song he had just read in the newspaper, and couldn't help but sing: "To create human happiness, we all have to rely on ourselves!"
He looked at his nieces and nephews playing next to him, and then at his rough, calloused hands. He felt cruel, gritted his teeth, and stood up: "Qi Bajiu, I'm going too!"
"My grandson will go too!"
"And I!"
Seeing each worker representative stand up, Uncle Hai breathed a sigh of relief.
If there weren't a few White Night Walkers inside, I'm afraid this wouldn't be so easy. The Xuanzhu people have been brainwashed by money worship and profit-seeking ideas for too long, and it really takes a lot of preparation to motivate the workers.
But this is only temporary, because the union will have its first 'big victory' tomorrow - the president of the Silver Blood Association will agree to these four demands, and all workers will benefit from the union, letting them understand that power can be fought for.
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By that time, the trade unions will be on the right track. The workers' guards, workers' political representatives... there are still many, many things to do.
But Uncle Hai is full of expectations.
Jing Zhengwei has helped them here. If they still can't handle it later, then they might as well go home and farm.
Uncle Hai waved and several large pots of sour plum soup were brought into the venue. He said loudly: "Everyone has some sour plum soup to relieve the heat. By the way, have you seen or heard of "Future Echoes"?"
"I've seen it." "I've heard it." "I haven't seen it." There were sparse responses in the venue.
"Mr. Shuren, the author of "Future Echoes", wrote a song for us workers. Can you all learn to sing it?"
"Okay!" Everyone's response was very neat this time. In this era when the poor had little entertainment, singing was obviously their favorite pastime.
"In this way, I will sing a line first, the children will sing another line, and then everyone will sing along." Uncle Hai waved to the children: "Come up, come up, Lao Hai will give you sweets."
Encouraged by their relatives, children of different sizes stood in a row on the podium. Uncle Hai cleared his throat and sang loudly: "Unity is strength↘↗"
"Unity is strength~"
"This power is iron!"
"This power is iron!"
"This power is steel!"
"This power is steel!"
Under the leadership of the children's melodious singing, everyone sang the catchy song "Unity is Strength" in unison, and the venue was filled with laughter and laughter.
In the evening, Uncle Hai clapped his hands heavily and said loudly: "I declare that the first session of the Workers' Federation has been successfully concluded! Please everyone leave one by one in an orderly manner without crowding!"
The children who had long been tired of staying there rushed out like a gust of wind, while the workers were behind discussing whether they should join us for dinner tonight, or singing the songs they had just learned while arm-in-arm.
Walking in the afterglow of sunset, everyone is full of vitality and hope.
Buzz——
It wasn't until the harsh sound of brakes, the collision of iron and flesh, and the screams of children resounding on the street that they were brought back to reality.
I saw a car suddenly coming from the other side of the street at high speed, knocking two children who were chasing each other out.
This sudden scene stunned the workers who were leaving.
"Tsk, the car is dirty again."
The rich young man in the driver's seat spat outside in disgust. He glanced at the workers not far away, stepped on the accelerator, and raised the corners of his mouth slightly with disdain on his face:
