My 1979

Each one was gesturing with an electric baton, ready to call at any time. For some units, whether it is a factory area or a dormitory area, outsiders are strictly controlled. Especially the factory areas of Hong Kong-funded enterprises are sacred and inviolable territory. What's more, There has never been a shortage of petty thefts, and with so many people, security guards like them had to guard against it.

Li He said solemnly, "Call your manager over!"

He can now ignore the recruitment of child labor, because in some respects, what Wan Liangyou said is right, these children from the countryside need some way out.

He can ban child labor, but he cannot ban the social conditions that create child labor. Poverty and young children without education are all basic problems in society.

But this kind of sanitary condition was really unbearable for him!

"Who are you?" The big security guard in the lead, with a dark face, said to Li He, "Do you know where this place is? Leave quickly, or I will take you to the police station and you will cry."

"Call Lao Yu." Li He didn't like to argue with them, so he just said to Wan Liangyou, "Just say I'm in his factory."

In the eyes of a group of security guards and half-grown children, Wan Liangyou took out his mobile phone from his bag and dialed Yu Dehua's number.

He imitated the tone of a formal occasion and said, "Mr. Yu, I am Wan Liangyou. Mr. Li and I are in your factory. Which factory? Jinlu Textile, please arrange for someone to come and receive us. Well, that's it."

After Yu Dehua finished speaking there, he hung up the phone and nodded towards Li He.

Li He lit a cigarette, sat on the steps, and looked at a group of half-year-old children who were watching, "How much do you get every month?"

A group of people looked at the five or six security guards who were eyeing them, but no one was willing to say anything, so they ran away timidly.

When the security guards saw Wan Liangyou taking out his phone and chattering for a while, they were a little wary of the identity of these two people and did not dare to mess around. Even if they were surrounded, they still took a step back and lost their fierce look.

They were looking at Li He's final trump card.

They waited for a while, and to their surprise, the factory manager strode over and said to Li He, "Mr. Li, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to come here."

The manager, a man in his forties, wearing glasses and with a big belly, kept nodding and bowing to Li He.

He didn't know Li He, but what Yu Dehua told him on the phone was very clear. From what he heard, if the person was dissatisfied with his performance, he would immediately return to Hong Kong to enjoy his life and retire in peace.

There were beads of sweat on my forehead, and I didn't dare to wipe them with my hands. Seeing that Li He was still smoking, he refused to respond and could only vent his anger on the people around him, "There is nothing to do!"

The security guard and a group of factory workers were immediately frightened and dispersed.

Li He was shocked by this voice and his eardrums hurt. He raised his head and asked with disgust, "Where is Lao Yuren?"

It took the manager a long time to realize who 'Old Yu' was, and finally he hurriedly replied, "Mr. Yu went to Beijing to attend a meeting and asked me to receive you. Mr. Li, don't worry, if you need anything, I will do it." Try your best.”

Li He pointed at some children standing at the door of the dormitory and said, "How many are there of this age?"

"There are about five to six thousand people in this factory." As for how many child workers there were, the manager didn't come back for a long time. He had an idea and said, "I'll call the personnel to come over. Please wait a moment."

Li He asked, "What's your surname?"

"Xiangui, my surname is Song, Mr. Li, you can just call me Lao Song."

"Manager Song, show me then." Li He stood up and walked deeper into the dormitory area without his consent.

The dormitory area is very large, and the roads inside are twists and turns, as if you have entered a maze. Each building looks new on the outside, but once you go deeper, you will find that the dormitory is in dilapidated condition.

Manager Song hurriedly explained, "There are dormitories for female workers here, and the factory is dominated by female workers."

Many girls who were washing lunch boxes in the pool at the door looked curiously at Li He who was surrounded by a group of people. They didn't know when such a vicious boss became so kind and why so many people came to the dormitory.

Li He asked a girl, "How much can you earn here in a month?"

The girl was not tall and probably hadn't grown yet. She was probably only 12 or 13 years old. She looked at Li He and then at Manager Song, lowering her head and not daring to say anything.

"Mr. Li is asking you something. Let's talk." Manager Song became anxious.

"270 yuan." The girl finally spoke softly.

"270?" Li He frowned and asked, "Are you tired?"

The girl shook her head hurriedly, "I'm not tired, not at all. Boss, I will definitely work hard."

How dare she say she is tired? She cherishes this job very much.

It is extremely difficult to find a job in Shenzhen. She had to ask someone to get her job.

Manager Song nodded, very satisfied with the little girl's answer.

Li He entered the dormitory and found nothing except the quilt and shoes on the floor.

He shook the bed with all his strength, causing the upper and lower bunks to creak and sway.

"Are you willing to spend money to replace it with a new one?"

"Preparing to change." Manager Song nodded hurriedly.

Li He walked from beginning to end and looked at each dormitory carefully. The impression he got from the palm-sized rooms was that they were dirty and messy.

"Call me all the workers under the age of 16 in the factory."

"Mr. Li, work will start soon. We are rushing to deliver a batch of goods to the United States tomorrow. I'm afraid." Manager Song hesitated.

Li He ignored him and turned around to leave.

"Mr. Li, I'll lead the way to the factory. I'll summon people immediately." Seeing Li He's unkind look, Manager Song didn't dare to talk too much and immediately waved to the people next to him. The people next to me also trotted towards the factory area next door.

After a while, the loudspeaker in the factory sounded, "Everyone under the age of sixteen, regardless of gender, must gather under the flagpole of the factory for ten minutes, only ten minutes."

Li He squatted under the flagpole, smoking and watching more and more half-year-old children standing in the square. Behind him were all the leaders in the factory, and they all looked at Li He anxiously. On the one hand, I am curious about who Li He is, on the other hand, I am curious about where Li He comes from so much energy and why Yu Dehua follows him.

Manager Song did not need Li He to explain, and took the initiative to arrange for the directors of each workshop to go and call the roll to see if everyone was present.

He took a list from the personnel and handed it to Li Hedao, "Mr. Li, take a look."

He probably understood Li He's intention.

However, he is just doing as the Romans do, that's what everyone does!

No factory in Shenzhen does not use child labor!

This is true for state-owned factories!

What's more, they are Hong Kong-funded private enterprises!