Hong Kong Island Old Events

The strength of the working class is great, but the strength of the workers is small.

The villagers who are willing to work in Plastic Flowers are indeed in short supply of this job. Even if they endure more than ten hours of labor a day and breathe in the toxic plastic gas environment, they still have to earn their wages! When the big boss refuses to pay the high-temperature subsidy, accepting a ten-yuan salary increase and continuing to suffer is the only way out.

In the end, the foremen dispersed with the workers, the police withdrew from the factory, and the FTU left in disgrace.

Yang Guang did not think that the matter was a failure, and began to contact people and do publicity work, waiting to make the matter bigger, because the summer had just begun, and Yangtze River Industries was not the only factory that would have trouble. There were too many opportunities to seize.

What's more, Tai Po Tsai's wife and children haven't let go yet.

Li Jiacheng would not be careless. He held a cigarette in his mouth, watched the workers disperse downstairs, and said loudly: "Write down the names of the foremen who took the lead in making trouble, and fire them all next month. Want a high-temperature subsidy? One With two cents of money, do you think I can open a charity hall?"

Summer on Hong Kong Island is very long, reaching 30 degrees Celsius for more than three months. The indoor temperature in the factory is always above 35 degrees Celsius. This means that once summer enters, high temperature charges will be paid every day. Not to mention two cents per hour, even one penny, one yuan a day, and in summer at least one hundred yuan per person.

Although Li Jiacheng gave workers a ten-yuan salary increase, which is equivalent to one hundred and twenty yuan a year, in fact, sooner or later, workers will have to raise their wages. There is no additional cost to win people's hearts with a ten-yuan increase. If the salary is increased this time, there will be no increase next time.

High temperature subsidies are paid every year and are calculated in addition to wages, so the meaning is very different.

"Boss, all the workers have dispersed." At this time, the secretary came back and reported: "The factory has fully resumed operation, and Dabuzai's body has also been sent home."

"Go and apologize to Dapu Tsai's family on my behalf, and remember to appease them." Li Jiacheng glanced at the secretary: "Be sincere."

"Do not worry."

"Boss." The secretary's heart trembled.

night.

Li Jiacheng and Kwun Tong O's Inspector Jiang Zhijie were sitting in a restaurant. They handed over a big red envelope and said loudly: "Sir Jiang, the Federation of Trade Unions promotes Zuopai ideology, runs night schools in violation of regulations, recruits members, and extorts labor compensation. Profit-making, suspected to be a triad-type organization."

"Please help with the investigation."

Jiang Zhijie is in his early thirties, has an upright appearance, and seems to be down-to-earth, but he is very skillful in receiving red envelopes. He can tell at a touch that there are tens of thousands of dollars. Considering that he usually receives the filial piety of Yangtze River Industry, his mind becomes active.

"I'll try to check it out."

He didn't say it to death.

Li Jiacheng's face was filled with joy, he raised his glass with both hands and said, "Thank you, Sir Jiang!"

"cheers."

Jiang Zhijie raised his glass in return and ate about the same amount. After receiving the money, he put down his glass and stood up to leave the restaurant.

In fact, since the last Double Ten incident, Li Jiacheng has tried the workers' iron fist. He knows that given the social environment of Hong Kong Island, if he wants to do business successfully, he must be able to eat well in both black and white. In addition to raising a group of bodyguards, he also I invested money in Chao Yiyong and supported a young boy to become the master of Wong Tai Sin Hall.

Later, he wanted to make friends with people in the police force, but the top brass of the police force had great power, so they couldn't see him. The people at the bottom are useless, so they finally worked hard to establish a good relationship with Jiang Zhijie, and now they can finally come in handy.

Of course, Jiang Zhijie was not his, but Lei Luo's subordinates, He Dingxian's group. Generally speaking, Sir He's people will definitely target him, but the reality is not so rigid, and the people under him also want to make money. Although Sir Jiang would not go against the police boss for him, he did not mind helping him a little. Although Inspector O of Wong Tai Sin District, Inspector Hua, and the uniformed team leader seemed to intend to keep a distance from him and not have personal relationships with him, Kwun Tong was separated by a district and there was no need to avoid danger so much.

The top management generally has no time to pay attention to the things below, and he has not used Sir He's people to do anything against Sir He. With his current position among the Chinese capital, how could he have access to the plans of the highest level of the Chinese capital?

"Arresting the chairman of the Federation of Trade Unions surnamed Yang is equivalent to breaking the backbone of the workers." Li Jiacheng felt happy: "There are people in the police force who are happy to do things. They will arrest them as soon as they want to see how the workers will cause trouble."

Jiang Zhijie returned home, washed his face, threw the red envelope on the bed, hurriedly picked up the bedside phone and dialed a series of numbers.

"Tick-tick-tick."

"Hello?"

He Dingxian was eating a bowl of wonton noodles at home and answered the phone at the dining table.

"Sir!"

Jiang Zhijie immediately stood in awe, stood at attention, saluted, and stomped the ground with his foot: "Good evening!"

"explain."

He Dingxian chewed the swallow cloud, and the shrimp roe exploded in his mouth.

Jiang Zhijie said: "Li Jiacheng paid me 20,000 yuan to help arrest Yang Guang of the Federation of Trade Unions, and asked me to characterize the Federation of Trade Unions as a triad organization."

"Chi."

He Dingxian couldn't help but smile, because legally speaking, the Federation of Trade Unions is really an illegal organization, but because of the big reputation in the north, the Hong Kong government cannot handle it without authorization and turns a blind eye.

"Let's do it."

"Boss Li even gave me money. If you don't do something, the police force will have a bad reputation."

Jiang Zhijie was not even a chess piece, he was just found to be connected with Li Jiacheng. After being beaten a little, he immediately turned into a mad dog and had long wanted to kill Li Jiacheng for the boss. But the boss never spoke, which made Jiang Zhijie feel uneasy. He immediately stood up and shouted: "Yes, sir!"

"I will definitely do it."

He knew what the big boss meant, but he felt very bitter in his heart. Just because he had two drinks with Li Jiacheng, he was separated from the direct army and became a glove to do dirty things. The more dirty things he did, the more he left. The power is further away.

It will be difficult to get a higher position in the future. The best outcome is to be transferred to a civilian position. I really hate Li Jiacheng and wish to kill him as soon as possible.

He Dingxian didn't care what some idiots thought. He hung up the phone, picked up the bowl, and sipped the noodle soup.

The second day.

Morning.

"Walk."

Jiang Zhijie waved his hand and hurried out of the police station with a dozen plainclothes police officers with guns on their waists.

Dabu District.

In Tai Wo Village, more than a dozen wreaths were placed at the gate of the Taiheng Wen clan's ancestral hall. The dead Tai Po boy was a member of the Taiheng Wen clan, and his real name was Wen Jingyi.

The name is good, but the life is miserable.

The ancestor of the "Taiheng Wenshi" is a national hero. Wen Tianrui, the younger brother of "Wen Tianxiang", one of the three heroes in the late Song Dynasty, fled to Taiheng Township in the New Territories in the late Song Dynasty to develop, and the name Taiheng Wenshi gradually emerged. branch, making Man's name one of the top twenty surnames on Hong Kong Island.

However, Wen Jinyi had no ability and no status in the clan. He just used the dilapidated ancestral hall to hold a funeral ceremony. In fact, since the Wen family's ancestral hall was destroyed during World War II, the wealthy people's affairs were no longer held in the ancestral hall, and only the poorest and poorest people came.

The clan has also been raising funds to repair the ancestral hall.

At this time, Yang Guang, chairman of the Federation of Trade Unions, rushed to the door of the ancestral hall, presented a piece of silk gold, bowed and said: "Together with several workers' representatives, I came to see my fellow workers on their last journey."

"Thanks."

"Thank you." The widow cried while holding her child.

Yang Guang led people into the ancestral hall, bowed three times and offered incense. As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw several plainclothes police officers coming forward, lifting the corners of their clothes to block them. The leader, Jiang Zhijie, raised his ID and said, "Kwun Tong O reporter, I suspect that you are suspected of leading a triad organization. Please come with us."

"joke!"

Yang Guang laughed angrily when he saw this, and said loudly: "The Federation of Trade Unions is an organization that unites the working class, conveys the power of the working class, and is the red in the sun. How can it be related to an unpopular organization like the Triads? "

"Officer, before you arrest me, you must consider the impact. Be careful not to strip off even your green skin."

Jiang Zhijie's brows twitched, as if his tail had been guessed, and he was really angry. He waved his hand and said, "Pull him away!"

"It doesn't matter whether you have red, blue, green or purple things, take them back first to make a record."

Two plainclothes officers began arresting people.

Yang Guang came back to his senses and exclaimed: "You are a running dog of capitalism, sent by capitalist Li Jiacheng! I know you sir, I advise you."

Jiang Zhijie felt irritated and slapped Yang Guang in the face, making Yang Guang confused.

When Tai Po Tsai's widow saw her guests being beaten, she couldn't help but stepped forward to help. She was also pushed to the ground by a plainclothes police officer. The police officers are used to being arrogant and domineering. Although they may not like to attack women and children, if anyone dares to challenge the authority of the police force, they will still be beaten when necessary.

The Wen clan members who were helping saw the widow crying on the ground with her child in her arms. The crowd became furious for a moment, and soon some people ran to Dawo Village and Jinshi Village to call for help.

Jiang Zhijie asked his men to hold the people and run out of Tai Po in a hurry.

At noon that day.

The news that the widow of Tai Po Tsai was beaten and the police took away the chairman of the Federation of Trade Unions at the funeral immediately spread throughout the New Territories. When the worker representatives from the plastic flower factory brought the news back to San Po Kong, the workers became extremely angry.

"TMD, Dabuzi died in the factory, and the boss even let people bully his wife and children. He would rather starve to death than make money for such a person!"

Many workers left the factory at noon and went to visit Wen's ancestral hall. Some workers gathered together and wanted to seek justice from Boss Li, but they were dispersed by Ma Chai, the Chaozhou gang who had been prepared.

Li Jiacheng intended to put pressure on the workers, so how could he not prepare the means in the factory?

At noon that day, more than a dozen workers were injured. Not only were they fired from the factory, but the workshop foreman was also fired. The Yangtze River industry is filled with the smell of blood, and the primitive accumulation of capital always sheds the blood and tears of workers.

Only people who don't deserve wealth create wealth.

The remaining workers were all in danger, but Li Jiacheng was quite proud. In his opinion, in addition to doing business, he finally had some means to play politics. In the Wen's Ancestral Hall, Taiheng Wen's Shishiren Wen Jingsheng saw several injured and dying disciples being brought back, and he became furious: "Use my people from the New Territory to beat them as often as they want, and kill them as they say." , there are a few people who are very rich, and they treat people from the New Territories like cattle and horses!"