Chapter 168

Maybe it's the candy that really works. They feel better. At least they don't shiver involuntarily. Instead, they sit at their destination more calmly.

Coming out of the subway station, they all feel as if they were separated from each other. Children can't describe this feeling in detail, but it's like walking around the gate of hell.

"It's almost there. The dock is over there. You see, a lot of people." Steve said to Bucky, and to himself, that he was just superficial calm.

"Great. It's normal people. You look in their eyes."

Bakira ran forward with him for a while, and was relieved to see that these people were all flexible eyes and smiling faces.

"It seems to be different from other places. This is where normal people should be."

Steve was relieved, too, as if a shipwreck had seen land.

"Let's go and see if there's someone in charge and see what we can do."

Bucky gave him another pull. His fear had been forgotten, and his desire for food ranked first.

It's true that, as Bucky guessed, last night was just a simple registration, and today there is a lot of follow-up work to follow up.

For example, someone was assigned to a tractor factory or an aircraft factory. These factories are not in New York. Last night, they were only informed to go back and prepare in advance. Today, there are job numbers and ID cards, some simple items, and settlement fees to be paid.

If you want someone to work hard for yourself, you should at least relieve other people's worries and let others settle down at home, so that they can work outside at ease.

This large warehouse will be used to transfer grain and become a logistics supply station in recent years. Now the market is rich and food is difficult to buy. Wilson enterprise will provide them with goods.

The employee's family members can register with their job number and prove that they can buy necessities here. The money Su Ming gives to his employees will also be returned to him.

If it is not for the employees or their families, they will not receive them. This policy seems unfair. However, the food on the farm is limited. After the calculation of gin, it can only maintain the consumption of our own people every year.

However, it is also good to improve the sense of belonging and honor of the staff, and feel lucky and proud of being an employee of Wilson enterprise.

Although these factories are not too far away, and you can still come back by train on weekends, in this era of inconvenient transportation, there is always a feeling of being away from home. Now that there are enterprises at home to take care of them, you can rest assured.

These warehouses on the wharf were bought by Su Ming. In the future, it will be the place for shipment and transshipment. Now it is empty and will be used as temporary office space.

Steve's small body made him feel inferior, but Bucky was much braver and more outgoing.

He pulled Steve through the crowd. There were so many people here that in winter, he could even smell the smell of sweat. It was like a pile of sea fish huddled together.

They turned left and right through the cracks and finally squeezed into the warehouse, where rows of people were handing out things, and the food they wanted was stacked in the back.

In the past few days when the workers did not leave New York, Su Ming was still in charge of the food, and he did not need the money. As long as the stock market was still falling, his short money would get a huge increase every day.

"Wow, Steve, look over there. The food is piled up like a mountain."

Bucky saw the same paper bag as yesterday at a glance. His eyes were bright and he began to swallow.

Steve saw it, of course, but he was thinking about something else. It seemed that there was no room for help.

At this time, a whisker beside them saw them. Although he looked very fierce, the thick calluses on his palm showed that he was just an honest worker, and probably used to shovel coal or carry goods.

"Why? Children, what are you doing here? "

He squatted down, put his luggage bag on the ground and talked to the two men.

Steve was a little timid. He was not good at communicating with strangers. It was Bucky who answered the strong man's question.

"Sir, we're here to find a job."

"Ha ha... Ha..." the strong man grinned and touched their heads, but Bucky broke away and glared at him. He didn't mind his beard. Instead, he thought it interesting: "a little guy came to look for a job last night. Unfortunately, Wilson refused, and their boss didn't recruit child labor."

"Why? We can do less, but we eat less and pay less. "

Bucky said it was hard to understand that there were child laborers all over New York, such as flower sellers at the gate of cinemas, floor cleaners in hotel lobbies, and car cleaners at crossroads. If Steve and he were farm children, they would have milked their families a few years ago.

Not to mention the previous newspaper did not refuse their request to work.

Instead of answering them, the strong man asked another question: "you can see that at least one of his parents is a winery employee, right?"

"Yes, our father should be here too, but there are too many people to see." Bucky replied."That's it, because companies will give employees with children more money, which is called settling in fees. The boss means that children need to grow up and learn knowledge, rather than engage in heavy work at inappropriate times."

Whiskers dragged his sailor's bag forward, and the line was still shrinking. It was his turn.

Steve thought, he nodded: "this is very similar to what my father told me. He asked me to read."

"Ha ha, I don't know why, but I admire this practice. You know, I used to work in a factory to fill a huge stamping machine. At that time, there were several child laborers in the workshop." The beard moved forward again and touched his chin. He recalled: "but they were not strong enough. That job was not their job. Many people fell seriously ill. There was another one who had bad luck. At that time, they just... CLICK!"

Steve and Bucky couldn't help shrinking their necks. Of course, they knew what the so-called "click" means. They had heard that those huge machines would often eat children. If they were lucky, they would die on the spot.

Su Ming doesn't want child labor, because what he needs is efficiency. Everyone is a link in the workshop. Any link that fails is a short board.

Besides, it's too immoral. There's no need to save a few money to let the children play with their lives. It's better to give more money to those who have children to settle down in order to win over people's hearts.

Although child labor was the mainstream of society until it was banned by Roosevelt in 1938, Su Ming didn't go through the muddy water.

Bucky thought about it. He took off his hat and rubbed it in his hand. "We're not going to do that kind of work. We're just doing a part-time job these days. We can read, for example, help write a sign or something."

"Well... I can't say that. After all, I'm a new comer. You can ask the people who are receiving them now. They are old employees. They should know that."

Bucky nodded. He understood that although it was a pity, he had long wanted to work directly.

"Thank you, sir." Bucky thanks him and looks around to avoid his father's detection, but he soon sees a young man in glasses and a fat old man standing in the back of the warehouse chatting.

Look at their clothes and make-up. They should be in charge.

"By the way, sir, are the two gentlemen over there in charge?"

The beard looked up and nodded at once and replied, "yes, the one with glasses should be. At least yesterday, I saw that everyone listened to his arrangement."

Bucky laughs and cheers Steve: "thank you again, good sir. Let's take a chance."

"Ha ha, go ahead. Even if it doesn't look like you're here, you'll be given something to eat." The strong man picked up his sailor bag again and continued to line up. He knew that the two children were actually hungry.

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