Chapter 446

Today is May 1. Lorraine is floating on the sea, thinking about labor day.

In 1889, Engels, the rich man, led the second international conference in Paris, proposed to hold a global strike on May 1, and proposed for the first time to designate this day as international labor day.

Therefore, from the beginning of its birth, labor day is a struggle launched by workers led by capitalists to strive for the right not to work. In nature, it is very similar to the trade union movement manipulated by Lorraine.

But then again, the essence of the proletarian movement turned out to be the struggle for the right of dialogue among capitalist groups. If the proletariat really played a role in the struggle, and make complaints about the loudspeaker, how much dividends should be paid is also worth it. It is not worth tucking up.

Lorraine thought, what if he encounters such a sport?

Drake's employees have been treated as just as heaven.

They only need to work 14 hours a day and have 29 holidays every year. The standard Christmas holiday is as high as 7 days, and the annual holidays add up to 35 days.

What does this mean?

In Boston, the average factory worker works 363 days a year, 18 hours a day, a total of 6534 hours, with an average salary of ￡ 12.7.

Drake's onshore employees work 330 days a year, 14 hours a day, a total of 4620 hours, with an average salary of ￡ 13.2.

Work 70% of the time and get 104% pay. Drake's money is easy to earn. Even if Lorraine's welfare is not the best in the world, it must be the best in the United States.

But people are greedy.

The more you give, the more dissatisfied he is. It can be seen from the vigorous development of the trade union that employees are still dissatisfied with the current preferential treatment.

Once they are incited by some first, second and third international, even bosses with conscience such as Lorraine will still be labeled as cannibal capitalists.

Should we plan ahead and build Derek international or associated press international like the trade union movement?

After all, a hundred years is really not far from a consortium. Even if Lorraine can't meet him, his children and grandchildren can't avoid it.

At the thought of his descendants, Lorraine's face darkened.

He looked back with a guilty conscience. He only saw the third helmsman in turn on the rudder. His eyes glanced obliquely again. Finally, he saw Haina who was training white ears and Noah who looked at all this with a smile on the railing of the poop looking at the sea.

Everyone is not young

In this world, noble women often declare adulthood at the age of 16 and marry as women at the age of 18. Men generally reach adulthood at the age of 18 and will determine the object of marriage before the age of 23.

Haina is already twenty-six. Carmen and Lorraine are twenty-five at the same age. Even the youngest Noah is twenty-three, far beyond the age of marriage.

But can we really talk about such things?

Lorraine looked at Noah, his left brain showed Carmen's appearance, and his right brain outlined Haina's appearance

"Only one..." he said sadly.

Karen came over carrying a pile of boards and happened to hear this sentence in his ears: "what choose one?"

Lorraine's expression was stiff: "it's all right, Karen, how old are you?"

Karen unknowingly put down the board and broke his fingers as thick as carrots for a long time: "the next birthday is over 30, which is far from your specified age to get off the ship. What's the matter?"

Lorraine scratched his nose: "what... You don't seem to have a girlfriend?"

Karen's face changed greatly: "is my mother..."

Sure enough, every family has scriptures that are difficult to read.

Lorraine waved with emotion: "it's all right. You're busy."

Thinking that he had blocked Lorraine's words, Karen picked up the board and bumped quickly. Looking at his clever back like a polar bear, Lorraine wrote down a lot to the talkative edre in her heart.

If it weren't for the talkative bastard, how could the white flag pirate king fall into the mother-in-law's love affair!

Wang also leaned his head out of the kitchen cabin with an iron spoon and banged the alarm outside the kitchen cabin.

At 11:30, it's time for dinner.

According to the regulations, sailors will have meals in five batches, 85 people in each batch, and the meal time is 30 minutes. Non core sailors of each round are also in the dining cabin. They are not given preferential treatment in diet, and only have exclusive shares in drinks such as wine, tea and coffee.

Core sailors do not eat in big restaurants.

As capitalists, they do not share food with sailors, nor do they apply to the biological clock of sailors eating three meals a day. Two o'clock in the afternoon is their constant lunch time. Otherwise, they can't reasonably arrange a reasonable interval between meal and tea.

Thinking suddenly returned to the evil capitalist model. Lorraine was very happy, because this is the mentality that should be close to the battlefield. Cold-blooded, selfish, measuring everything with money, he won't hesitate for a moment in the face of choice.

He saw Katrina coming out of the sailor's restaurant and greeted her.

"How's the menu today?"

"Western red salad, stewed beef with potatoes and standard Drake tea soup. The staple food is Wang Ye Oatmeal Bread that we curse every day. Every time I eat it, I miss the taste of black bread."

Lorraine raised her eyebrows: "did you eat?"

"I was going to eat with the sailors. Anyway, I didn't drink morning tea, but when I saw Oatmeal Bread, I decided to wait for a small restaurant."

"A wise decision," laughs Lorraine.

Katrina laughed, too.

She brushed away her beautiful red hair and looked at the ships far and near on the sea.

They are 18 direct fleets that are still intact or have been repaired after the battle of the Virgin Islands.

Including four class V Galen ships, alvette, Brunhild, grey and glendal.

Eight class VI Briggs, warship bird, sea parrot, white pelican, turtledove, black billed Gull, storm petrel, grey backed Falcon and skua.

Six brigittins of class VI, dark betel, cornflower, bell flower, hydrangea, wisteria and oleander.

In addition, three ships are still under emergency repair in the dock, namely the jiershkogur, the golden deer and the desert rose, which was once captured in the naval battle on Vieques.

They are advancing at a slow speed of less than six knots in a standard spindle formation. Their wings are tightened and their heads and tails are prominent. The class V ships are inside, in front of the brig process and behind the brigantin, guarding the valkiri in the center.

There was an inexplicable sense of pride surging up in Katrina's heart, which made her sigh: "they have been waiting for valkiri for three years, and now they have finally waited."

"Yes." Lorraine sighed. "The golden deer is too old. It is more than 30 years old and has suffered heavy losses more than once. In front of them, she is like an old and beautiful woman. Even if it is well maintained, she can't keep up with them."

"Now she doesn't have to force herself anymore." Katrina stamped her foot on the thick deck. "How are you going to place the golden deer? Send it down to Europe? Or stay in America?"

"Actually, I'm not going to give her to anyone," Lorraine said. "Miami town has begun to open one after another, and it will reach 3000 permanent residents next year."

"At that time, the General Chamber of Commerce will move there. At the same time, there will be the first formation of the direct fleet and the secret service formation, the ship development research center and fire control research center in St. Dana, the steam power research center in Boston, the Lusi business school and the St. Dana maritime school."

"Up to now, the Maritime College has no teaching ship of its own. I'm going to hand over the beauty of Artemis, the butterfly and the golden deer to them, and use our former flagship to train Drake's future sailors."

Katrina's eyes brightened: "that's an unparalleled good idea! What about the road sign? Will she come too?"

"Only she can't..." Lorraine regretfully spread her hand. "I know you have deep feelings for her, but you should understand that she is not suitable."

"I also know she's not suitable..." Katrina's eyes darkened. "Don't say this. The time to submit dricky is the 7th. At the current speed, we'll arrive in Bridgeton on the 5th. So... Where do you think Blackbeard will appear?"

"If I were him... I would choose between baster and Russell."

"The junction of leeward and windward?"

"It is also a barren sea area mixed by Britain, France and the Netherlands." Lorraine added with a smile. "In order to avoid unnecessary conflicts, countries generally do not deploy too many warships in such areas with unclear territorial waters. Of course, the main reason is barren."

"Blackbeard is worried that we will ask the warship for help?"

"Isn't it strange? He knows that I have a good relationship with the Navy. After all, we met in the sea taking operation."

Lorraine hit his mouth.

"When it comes to sea sweeping, Nelson seems to have mentioned in his letter that he is under house arrest on Nevis island not far away. It's only a few dozen kilometers away. Otherwise, go and see him..."