Ice Cola's heart is a little strange. Isn't it? Are the people in the subsidiary ready to monitor the representatives sent by the head office?
"It's not impossible to be driven by interests. If you don't understand them, you must have the heart to prevent crimes. You should also be careful." Yeqing told him.
Knowing that Yeqing was kind, ice Cola nodded and agreed.
"What do you think of the manager just now?" Yeqing asked.
"I trust you very much, have a very good attitude, and work very seriously and responsibly." ice Cola said his thoughts.
The night counted and nodded, picked up the documents on the table and began to look. What I had seen on the plane before was only some basic information. If I want to really start, I have to find out the reasons carefully.
When Yeqing gets busy, ice Cola naturally can't be idle.
She studied economics and financial knowledge, and helped check the accounts.
The workload of night cleaning is already large. If you want to check those cumbersome accounts, it takes a lot of time. It's much easier for you to learn economy with ice cola.
One morning, Yeqing finished reading most of the materials. After reading the materials, he decided to go to the factory to see the situation in the afternoon. The materials should be well checked with the actual situation.
After they had lunch in the restaurant outside, Yeqing asked, "how long do you need to see the accounts?"
"After half a year's reading in one morning, it will take three days if you check it for three years according to your idea." ice Cola replied.
In fact, according to the normal speed, it is impossible to complete this task in three days, but ice Cola feels that it is not easy for him to help clear the night and reflect the value of his assistant.
So she cut the time in half.
Yeqing didn't know what she was thinking. She just thought this was the normal speed, so she nodded and said, "I know. I'll go to the factory this afternoon. You can go back and continue to see it later."
"OK," the ice Cola promised.
After they left the restaurant, they went to their destination.
When ice Cola came downstairs, a group of people rushed up and surrounded her. She kept talking, but she didn't understand the language of T country, so she didn't know what they meant. Just from their expressions, we could see that these people were very excited.
She quickly took out her mobile phone to call Yeqing, but the mobile phone was robbed as soon as it was taken out. Then several people controlled her. She shouted for help, and her mouth was blocked.
Soon she was knocked unconscious and took a car.
Yeqing received a call from manager Wang on his way to the factory: "yetezhu, just now a group of radical workers took the ice assistant downstairs. When we received the news, the person had disappeared."
Hearing that the ice cola was tied away, Yeqing felt suddenly very flustered. After trying to calm down, he asked, "what's the situation? What's the intention of the worker to take an assistant?"
"It's really puzzling, and I don't know what they mean," manager Wang replied.
"No matter what intention, where they may go, you should have points. Send someone to find someone quickly." Yeqing's voice was very loud, close to roaring.
Manager Wang immediately comforted: "night special help, calm down. Those workers are not outlaws. They just want to fight for rights. The most likely place to go is the factory."
"I see. I'm on my way to the factory. If I really go to the factory, I'm afraid it won't be peaceful there. You should call the police." Yeqing quickly hung up the phone with a cold tone.
They only came this morning. Those workers tied up the ice Cola so quickly. If it wasn't the collusion between the company and the factory, he wouldn't believe anything. It's just that it's hard to guess who this person is and what purpose he has.
Since it's hard to guess, don't guess. Anyway, the truth will come out.
Twenty minutes later, Yeqing arrived at the factory. It was very quiet inside and outside the factory. It was not like taking hostages. It was also that they should set out ten minutes later than him. Even if they came here, it would take some time.
Since the workers are making trouble, it's inconvenient for him to go in directly at the moment. We must know their situation secretly before making plans.
Yeqing turned into the factory area from a position where he couldn't get up. The whole factory was divided into working area and living area. They went on strike. The working area has been locked by the management department. Now only the living area can go in and out freely. Yeqing went directly to the living area.
Now it's still noon. Many workers are eating with takeout. The workers don't go to work. Naturally, the canteen of the factory doesn't provide food.
They chatted over dinner
They said in the language of T country, "what's the use of this strike? Can the management agree with our opinions?"
What the hell did you say? To be honest, he didn't understand the small language of T, but fortunately he prepared a mobile phone software for simultaneous translation last night. He opened the software and soon subtitles appeared on the screen.
"Even if it doesn't work, it should give us some benefits in order to get us back to work."
"I'm not optimistic about this move. If people don't accept the threat, it will hurt both sides. Although the boss of the company has losses, our losses will be greater. If people have money, even if they lose a factory, it will be equivalent to being bitten by a mosquito, and we will eat this meal if we lose our job."
"Although it is true to say so, we still have to strive for rights, which is also a matter of principle."
"Compared with other factories, the treatment of this factory is actually good. We front-line production workers have no education and skills. How can we compare the treatment with those who work in office buildings."
"But we work harder than them. Why can't we get the same treatment and belong to the same group? It's too unfair."
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After secretly listening to their dialogue, Yeqing roughly understood some meaning. Although it was said that the factory had gone on strike, some people did not take the initiative to go on strike, but were incited by others, and I don't know who led all this behind the scenes.
I don't know who has such an idea and wants ordinary workers on the front line to enjoy the treatment of white-collar workers. There will be rewards only if they pay. The cost of cultivating a white-collar worker is several times that of ordinary workers. How can the two types of people have the same treatment? If so, who will struggle in the future? Isn't this a joke?
At this time, a noise came from the outside. Soon, a large group of people came in. Ice cola was put on his shoulder by a burly man and was still in a coma.
After more than thirty people all came in, a man took out his big horn, pointed to the ice cola and said: "This woman is the assistant of the person in charge sent by the headquarters to deal with the strike. In fact, there is no other meaning to catch her. There is a chip in hand to let the people over there listen to our requirements calmly, so don't hurt her. If something really happens, it won't end well."