Our family is in decline

When the steward saw them like this, he smiled crookedly. Didn't he still know how to deal with these guys?

If layoffs are proposed first and then wages are reduced, many people may not be able to accept it, and those who remain will continue to cause trouble.

But if we first raise and lower wages, lower their psychological expectations, and then mention layoffs, we will use limited quotas to squeeze their bottom line.

They worry about whether others will let go, and everyone will fall into a chain of suspicion, and whatever little confidence they have will be consumed.

People follow blindly, and when the first one appears, the situation will naturally deteriorate. Everyone is scrambling to get the only remaining spots and keep their jobs.

Join forces?

Are you kidding me?

It's great that they didn't fight themselves.

Corresponding to the panicked and helpless expressions of the workers was the proud face of the manager.

They are just a bunch of rotten fish and shrimps, how dare they embarrass themselves in front of their boss?

If I can’t take care of you, adults, why can’t I take care of you?

"You count as one." The steward raised his hand and nodded to the one who shouted just now.

When he saw that person, he immediately separated from the crowd and stood next to the steward. The surprise on his face was like winning a lottery.

This situation stimulated those people even more, but wanting to stay was not a matter of words.

There is a way to eat the food above, and naturally there is a way to eat it below.

Otherwise, why would he bother to be the steward?

Now that the number of people has been decided, there are not many people who need to be retained. As for who to retain, it is not up to him.

Naturally, those who wanted to stay had to use part of their newly received wages to bribe the stewards, and would not be happy if they were given less.

But you can actually start a fight over this?

Cheap or not!

But not everyone can squeeze out money to pay bribes. For the men among these people, the money in their hands is already the last hope of their families.

"Sir, I have been working here for more than twenty years..."

He hurriedly prayed to the manager, hoping to stay because of his hard work over the years.

But what he got in return was a mocking look from the steward, who scolded him before he could finish his words.

"roll!"

I know this guy is in charge. He was the first one to speak up just now. This kind of irritation is unacceptable.

Not to mention that I don’t want to give you any money. What about your mother if you don’t have any money? This kind of people should be kicked out.

In the subsequent discussions between Jean and the senior management, they all wanted to retain those who were capable and kick out those who did not perform well.

But under the management's control, the criterion for staying is not ability, but whether you can give money.

Ability is no longer a factor to consider. For managers, who can do it anyway? The most important thing is to eat enough.

This is how power is used, otherwise why would someone like Gene, who is about the same age as his son, be treated as a grandson?

Then a large number of people were eliminated. Most of the workers who were cheering just now because they got their arrears looked embarrassed. They lost their jobs immediately after receiving the wages that were not enough to eat for a few days.

This group of people stayed at the station and refused to leave, and some of them even cried with tears, praying to stay.

But what is even more horrifying is not their miserable situation, but the fact that some of them began to attack those who just stood up and shouted for their rights. If it were not for these people themselves, they would not lose their jobs.

On the contrary, those who bribed the stewards to stay were as excited as if they had grabbed some treasure, and they looked at those who failed to stay with a sense of superiority in their eyes.

No matter whether he cried or begged for mercy, the manager didn't feel any soft-hearted. He even scolded and raised his hand to say hello for fear of disturbing the boss again.

"Kick them all out."

As soon as this sound came out, the crowd who were still standing together quickly divided into two groups. In order to please the stewards, some began to beat and scold the workers who were their companions just now, and expel them.

The man still wanted to struggle, but the steward thought he was provoking.

"If you dare to cause trouble here, I will beat you!"

He raised his hand and several impatient gangsters came out and beat him up.

Then he got punched for no apparent reason and fell to the ground. Then there were suddenly many more attacks from around him, which directly knocked the man unconscious.

The remaining consciousness made him hold on to the money and hold the money bag in his arms, not even caring to protect his head.

That was the only hope left for the six members of the family, and he couldn't let go...

"Next time I see you come in, your legs will be broken!"

It was suspended in the air for a while, and when it hit hard, I realized it was thrown out.

He fell to the ground and rested for a while before slowly standing up. He looked particularly embarrassed with various scars on his body.

Looking back at the entrance of the Jean Merchant Group, I felt even more sad under the crowd of people watching.

When I was thirteen, I worked as a handyman for the Jean Merchant Group, and later drove cars for a team for ten years. I never made any mistakes. Today I just want to get my wages back. Why is this happening?

He couldn't even figure out why the workers who were standing together just now treated him like this.

What choice do men have?

No, he could only stagger away, dragging his body full of scars...

Killing the chicken to scare the monkeys, when the scene just now appeared, the rest also understood that there would be no good end if they continued to stay, and they could only leave with their heads down for fear of being beaten.

Seeing this scene, the proud look on the steward's face was like that of a victorious general.

The remaining workers surrounded the stewards, their faces full of pride, just like the most loyal soldiers around the general.

But they completely forgot what they abandoned and whose interests they harmed.

It all seems like a joke...

The man used to live in the house. He, his wife and their two children could fit in there as a family of four.

But prices have become very strange recently. The cost of living has increased sharply, while other prices have plummeted.

But for ordinary people like them, survival has become a problem. Because the business group did not pay wages, his family was kicked out.

He was forced to move to the dock because his parents were fishermen on the river bank and had a fishing house here.

As for their belongings, they have been constantly consumed by high prices, and everything that can be sold has been sold. But now there is really nothing left and they are forced to die, otherwise they would not be the first to speak just now.

Gradually leaving the city and walking towards the riverside dock, desperate people were driven out for various reasons, so the already chaotic dock became even crazier.

The gangs that spawned even monopolized the fishermen's work. Anyone who wanted to fish had to obtain their consent, which would directly put his parents out of work.

After he stepped in, he stuffed his money bag into his clothes to block it, clasped his hands in front of him and moved forward with a hunched body.

If someone knew he had money, he might be targeted and robbed.

Fortunately, he looked more like a homeless man now that he had just been beaten. No one cared about him at all.

When passing by the river bank, the man saw the corpses floating by the river. Some of them were swollen, and there was a stench coming over them.

He also grew up by the river, and this was the first time he had seen this situation, but it was obvious from the look on his face that he was not surprised.

Because recently I often see corpses floating down. They are people who have fallen into despair, but why is he not the same?

Finally, after walking for a while, I returned to my "home", which was a simple residence built with abandoned ship planks at the pier. I could see that there were many fishermen in the same situation around.

It's old and dilapidated, but now it's his only safe haven.

"I'm back!"

No matter how depressed he was outside, he was unwilling to bring the pressure home at this time.

Originally, he was still thinking about how to explain the scars on his body, and planned to hide the fact that he lost his job from them...

Just waiting for him to open the door and walk in, he didn't wait for a response from his family.

This kind of fishing house is so small that you can basically see it all at a glance.

But in that small space, I could only see my wife sitting on the ground with a dull expression, her head leaning weakly against the wall, and her helpless and absent-minded eyes could be seen.

She held a small child in her arms, and in front of her was an older child curled up on a makeshift bed made of wooden boards in the living room.

"What's wrong with the child?"

The man thought something had happened to the child and immediately panicked. He quickly came over and took out his money bag without caring about anything else.

"Don't be afraid, I got my salary, let's go to the doctor."

What weighed him down was not just the food. His eldest son had been suffering from a low-grade fever for two days, and he couldn't think of a way...

Only then did the dull-looking woman react. Her eyes had long been dry with tears, but the grief in those words could not be suppressed.

"When I woke up in the morning they were gone."

What's missing?

The man was stunned for a second before he realized that his parents, who were supposed to be together, were nowhere to be seen.

As if he realized something, the man's heart suddenly tightened, and the money bag tightly in his hand slipped and fell to the ground.

What else could be the reason for leaving without saying goodbye at this time?

It can only be that they don't want to harm their families. I'm afraid in their eyes, their two old guys can't be of much help recently, their son can't get paid, and his grandson is sick.

If you want your grandson to live, you can only leave by yourself and leave the hope of life to your children.

As for where can the two old people go at this time?

More and more people are jumping into rivers recently...

Just thinking about the corpse floating on the river bank made the man feel dizzy, and he fell to the ground helplessly.

"Why don't you look for it? Why do you..."

The man's long-suppressed anger seemed to be about to explode, and it was directed at the woman.

But as soon as she shouted, the child in the woman's arms was awakened, a weak voice came out, and she didn't know how long she had been hungry.

The man was stunned for a moment.

Yes... Do you want a mother to give up her child?

So what if I get it back?

The newly raised anger dissipated in an instant, and for a moment the emotion could only fall on himself. The man couldn't help but cry in his arms and let out a miserable wail.

"It's all my fault...It's all my fault..."

It's all my own fault, if I could get the money back sooner...

An almost suffocating despair enveloped this family, and they were just one of countless people in this world, and what happened to them was definitely not the only one.

At this moment, shouts came from outside, and the sound of banging on the door even made the house shake.

The man thought it was those gangsters, so he quickly picked up the money bag and hid it aside. When he looked out the window, he saw a neighbor he hadn't seen for many years. Like his parents, he was a fisherman.

"Your parents secretly went down to the river to catch fish and they caught them. They are at the pier now. Go and have a look."

After all, they have been neighbors for many years, but being able to do this is their limit.

Many fishermen in this area are also restricted by gangs. They just dare to mention it and leave without saying anything more to the man. They seem to be afraid of getting into trouble.

The man was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and soon understood what had happened. It should be that his parents were afraid that they would be worried, so they secretly went to catch fish, but they were discovered by the gang.

But this news was not good news at all, and even made him fall into some kind of entanglement again.

If the parents had made a decision just now, and the wife had also made a decision, now it was his turn.

Should we use the money to redeem our parents, or should we use the money to treat our children?

But what makes people even more desperate is that even if he chooses one of them with the money, he may not be successful.

Because those people may not be able to release the person if they take the money, and similarly, if the money is used to treat the disease, the person may not be able to be saved.

The accumulated pressure finally crushed this man's back, and he fell into complete despair!

There is no hope in this hell, not even a glimmer of hope.

"Go ahead, even if it means bringing the body back, my children and I will wait for you to come back at home. Even if we have to leave, our family will leave neatly."

At this time, the woman put the newly awakened child to sleep, but she said creepy words.

The experience during this period of time made her really fed up with this world. What could she do even if she survived?

This despair with no end in sight is the scariest thing.

She didn't want her children to live in such despair.

If anyone could understand her, it was a man.

Words that others find terrifying sound to men a sense of relief and resignation.

"I know..." The man looked at his unconscious eldest son, grabbed his money bag and stood up numbly. His face was neither sad nor happy, but only filled with endless numbness and emptiness.

At this time, a crowd of people gathered on the pier. Two old men in their forties and fifties were hoisted up and tied to wooden stakes. Their heads were tilted to one side and their breathing became intermittent.

You can see blood oozing from the whip marks on his body. It looks like he has been beaten severely.

The people around them are also idle, messy, half-dead guys, but this does not stop them from eating melons and seeing others being unlucky.

Several of them were obviously in a different state of mind. They were obviously not full but not hungry either. They were holding a variety of messy daggers and daggers in their hands.

You don't need to look to know that these energetic young men are gangsters, and one of them with a significantly smoother face is the little boss.

Among them, there was only one who was in ragged clothes, with a yellow face and thin muscles, but he was holding a whip.

"Hit me!"

The little leader spoke, and the man raised his hand and whipped the old man again.

But there wasn't much of a reaction anymore, only a weak wail.

This scene made those onlookers chuckle, as if they were laughing at these people for not overestimating their own capabilities.

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