Chapter 235

Qi bajiu grabbed his niece and nephew and waited for the Jing family's car and armed bodyguard to cross the street before taking them across the street into the Boulevard.

"Second uncle, I want to eat small strings!"

"Second uncle, I want to buy a windmill!"

"Second uncle, I want to eat Longxu candy!"

"Second uncle, I want to eat too!"

Qi bajiu said happily, "buy, buy, buy all!"

He is now the supervisor of a grace lock factory. Although the Profit Dividend in the first month has not been paid yet, it may not be much, but all his previous salary arrears have been settled. His big brother and sister-in-law have advised him to save some money and maybe he can build a house in a few months.

Today is the founding meeting of the trade union. Qi bajiu doesn't know what he does, but the supervisors of each factory have to go, and the workers can go. There is free plum soup on the site. Today, the factories in the whole county have a half day rest.

Hey! Free plum soup! Who won't go!

Not only the workers, but also their families. Qi bajiu's eldest brother and sister-in-law run a ghost stall. They don't have time to take care of their children during the day. They are entrusted to their neighbors. Today Qi bajiu is free, and he loves these two little ghosts very much, so he takes them to see the world.

The venue of the meeting was an old factory in the outer city. There was a lot of space inside. When Qi bajiu came, he saw that it was full of people. Everyone gathered in small groups to chat in small circles. There were men and women, old and young. Many female workers also brought children. The cry of children filled the whole space and there was noise everywhere.

Qi bajiu took two little devils to find his workmates. The children brought by the workmates were playing scissors, stone and cloth. It was a small game invented by Mr. Shu Ren, the author of future echo. As soon as it appeared, it became an entertainment for poor children. Two little devils saw them guessing boxing and joined them to play together.

"Brother Qi, what exactly did this meeting come from?"

"I don't know!"

"When will there be sour plum soup? I've brought all my bowls."

"But brother Qi, aren't you the supervisor? You don't know?"

"If the supervisor is not in charge, will I still sit with those big people? How can those with golden keys take care of my mud legs? Anyway, I just bring those two little devils to have sour plum soup. Hello, brother Liu, are you reading the Youth Daily? Give me one."

"Brother Qi, can you read?"

"Hey, I was very serious when I was in elementary school!" Qi bajiu took over the newspaper and said, "and what the newspaper said is very straightforward and reasonable. I can understand it even if I didn't go to school seriously."

Just when the old factory was noisy, a middle-aged man stepped onto the temporary podium, covered his mouth with his hand and coughed heavily!

Cough!

The huge sound overshadowed all the noise and reverberated in the factory. Everyone immediately stopped making sound and stared at the middle-aged man on the podium.

Among many tactics, the combined Qi tactic, which is good at using sound, is undoubtedly the most suitable one to host. Without any equipment support, one person of heqiwu alone is enough to control the grand scene of hundreds of people.

"Hello, everyone. Maybe many friends know me. My name is Haisong. Acquaintances like to call me Lao Hai. Lao Hai, I am trusted by the Jing family and you are willing to give me a face, so I will preside over the first meeting of the trade union."

"Uncle Hai!"

"We believe uncle Hai!"

"Uncle Hai, what the hell is this meeting for?"

Qi bajiu also recognized uncle Hai and couldn't help but relax a lot.

Uncle Hai is still light. He has no face. Most people sitting here respect him very much.

Uncle Hai was just the owner of a small noodle shop, but his noodles are very cheap. Although they taste bad, they are very full. When workers are poor enough to have no money, they will go to his house to eat noodles. However, we also know that uncle Hai's selling price must not make money or even lose money. Therefore, unless he is really poor, he will not take the initiative to take advantage of it.

In addition, uncle Hai has a wide range of contacts, such as offending the gangs or being deceived by usury. Uncle Hai can help solve it once as long as it is particularly serious.

Moreover, uncle Hai also knows the interior combat method. It is almost common for workers to suffer minor pain and injuries. If they are seriously injured, you can also go to Uncle Hai's help, which can at least alleviate them.

Uncle Hai has operated a noodle shop in xuanzhu County for more than ten years. He has been in many factories, and almost all the workers have inherited his love. If you say uncle Hai's noodles are not delicious in the street, everyone will agree, but if you say uncle Hai's people are not good, you don't want to go out of the street.

Uncle Hai raised his hand and pressed it gently, and the venue was immediately quiet.

"Fair, fair." he looked around. "It's still fair."

"The meaning of trade unions is to be fair."

Fair?

Everyone is a little confused.

Uncle Hai asked, "do you know how the silver blood association was established in the beginning?"

The meeting hall suddenly became noisy. Some said it was to make money, some said it was to bribe the sheriff's house, and others said that the silver blood association existed from the beginning?

Uncle Hai pressed his hand and the venue was quiet again: "at the beginning, the silver blood club was actually a group of businessmen who were set up to avoid being bullied. We don't know that Dongyang businessmen were miserable in the past. They were bullied not only by officials, but also by people outside when they went out to do business."

"They think it's impossible to go on like this. They want to be fair and not be bullied, so they joined forces and set up a silver blood society."

"The trade union, our workers' Federation, aims to stop us from being bullied by officials and factory owners."

Uncle Hai looked into everyone's eyes: "so we should also unite and hold together to fight against those forces stronger than us."

"Why are we bullied? Because the enemy is very powerful, they have power and power, and we are often weak. But if our workers unite and there are countless workers behind us, do they still dare to bully us? Do they still dare to deduct our wages, insult our dignity, and even punch and kick us, take life and death?"

"All year round, we get up early and eat late, but we are still very poor. We can't eat enough, wear warm clothes and sleep well. But it is clearly the goods we produce and the fruits of our labor. Most of them are taken away by the factory owner. The factory owner clearly gives us a little, and we have to thank him."

"It shouldn't be like this."

"We just accept employment, the factory owners pay, we contribute, and we are equal in personality, but they bully us wantonly and don't treat us as people, and we can only swallow it in order to make a living."

"It shouldn't be like this."

"Xuanzhu county is clearly built by us, but we can only stay in the dirtiest and most remote corner; the goods are produced by us, but we can't afford our own things; Heyang army and the prefectural government should protect us, but they follow and bully us."

"It shouldn't be like this."

"This world should not be like this." Uncle Hai looked at the silent venue and shouted, "so we should unite to defend our rights and interests, our dignity and our achievements!"

"We can't let the next generation repeat our lives."

"We workers should also have a bright future."

Uncle Hai suddenly opened his arms: "let's talk about what you want to ask if you are asked to ask the factory?"

Everyone looked at each other. After a long time, someone suddenly said, "give me more money!"

Uncle Hai clapped: "yes, the factory owner should give more money. What else?"

"Don't go to work at night."

"Give me a full salary, don't deduct money!"

"Don't bully people!"

Everyone spoke out their demands one after another, and all of a sudden they were in a mess. Even a few children were shouting, "I want to eat string.".

Uncle Hai applauded: "yes, yes, yes, I agree with everyone's ideas. Lao Hai refined everyone's ideas and prepared four basic requirements first -"

"First, you can't deduct your salary at will."

"Second, we should ensure that the working environment does not harm our bodies."

"Third, work eight hours a day. If you want to extend your working hours, you have to pay extra money."

"Fourth, we should not bully and invade workers, especially female workers."

Uncle Hai paused: "do you think the four requirements I prepared are reasonable and not excessive?"

"Reasonable, not too much!" everyone shouted in unison.

Uncle Hai: "tomorrow, I will meet with other workers' supervisors on behalf of all workers to discuss the implementation of these four requirements. If the other party does not agree, we will hold a protest strike and let the silver blood society face up to our position!"

Qi bajiu was flustered at once - it was OK for him to say hi. If he really wanted to negotiate with the silver blood society, he counseled in an instant.

When Qi bajiu made up his mind to shrink his head, someone suddenly stood up on the other side: "Uncle Hai, I will go with you and fight for our due rights and interests!"

"Uncle Hai, me too!"

"Uncle Hai, I also want to contribute to the trade union!"

Suddenly someone shouted, "there has never been a savior, nor does it depend on the Immortal Emperor!"

Qi bajiu was stunned. He recalled the song he had just read in the newspaper and couldn't help singing: "to create human happiness, it all depends on ourselves!"

He looked at his nephew and niece playing next to him, and at his calloused rough hands. He was cruel and gritted his teeth, and stood up: "I'll go with Qi Ba wine!"

"My old grandson will go too!"

"And me!"

Uncle Hai was relieved to see a worker representative stand up.

I'm afraid it wouldn't be so easy if there weren't a few white night walkers in it. Xuanzhu people have been brainwashed by money worship and mercenary thinking for too long. It really needs a lot of bedding to motivate workers.

However, this is only temporary, because the trade union will usher in its first "big victory" Tomorrow - the president of the silver blood Association will agree to these four requirements, and all workers will benefit from the trade union and let them understand that power can be fought for.

At that time, the trade union is on the right track. Workers' guard, workers' political representatives... There is still a lot to do.

But Uncle Hai's heart is full of expectation.

Jing Zhengwei helped them here. If they can't make it later, they might as well go home and farm.

Uncle Hai waved and several pots of sour plum soup were sent to the meeting. He shouted, "let's have some sour plum soup to relieve the heat. By the way, have you seen or heard the echo of the future?"

"Yes." "yes." "No." there was a sparse response in the meeting.

"Mr. Shuren, the author of future echoes, wrote a song for our workers. Let's learn to sing it, OK?"

"OK!" everyone responded neatly this time. In an age when the poor have little entertainment, singing is obviously their favorite pastime.

"Well, I'll sing first, the children will sing again, and then everyone will sing along." Uncle Hai waved to the children: "come up, Lao Hai will give you sugar."

With the encouragement of his relatives, children of different sizes lined up on the podium. Uncle Hai cleared his throat and sang loudly: "group ~ knot is strength ↘↗ Quantity ~ "

"Group ~ knot is power ↘↗ Quantity ~ "

"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 "unity is strength", and the venue was full of laughter.

In the evening, uncle Hai clapped his hands heavily and said loudly, "I declare that the first session of the workers' Federation is a successful conclusion! Please leave one by one in an orderly manner and don't be crowded!"

The children who had been tired of waiting for a long time rushed out like a gust of wind. The workers discussed whether to eat together tonight, or sing the song they had just learned.

Walking in the twilight, everyone is full of vitality and hope.

Buzzing——

Until the harsh brake sound, the impact of iron and meat, and the scream of children sounded in the street, they were brought back to reality.

I saw a car suddenly coming at high speed from the other side of the street and bumping the two children who were chasing and fighting out.

This sudden scene stunned the workers who were leaving.

"Gee, the car is dirty again."

The rich young man in the driver's seat spit in disgust. He glanced at the workers not far away, stepped heavily on the accelerator, turned up his mouth slightly and disdained his face:

"A group of mud legs."