Wind Rises in Dragon City

At the gate of the Environmental Sanitation Management Department of Zhanan District, strikers and protesters stood irregularly on both sides of the road, some gathered together smoking cigarettes, chatting and talking nonsense; Some threw protest banners on the ground and played poker in groups of three or four.

In short, the overall atmosphere of this strike is very lively, but if you observe carefully, it is not difficult to find that it is a gang of mobs.

These more than 400 workers were able to come, either they were the leaders of the organization and had an absolute interest relationship with the four companies of Su Liu Bai Kong, or they were ordinary workers who wanted to earn generous stoppage subsidies from the four companies. Anyway, everyone got together, the fundamental reason is still a profit word.

Looking around, there are very few of the more than 400 workers who can really read the protest slogans seriously, and who can really understand the harm caused by industry monopoly to the bottom. And that's the pathetic, the ironic. Life at the bottom is difficult, and the workers are already very tired. They care more about immediate interests, which is more practical.

…

Lu Feng's business car was parked at the corner of the street. He was sitting in the car smoking a cigarette, squinting at the strikers, very quiet.

Outside the crowd, three men in police uniforms walked slowly to the side of the commercial vehicle. The leader, wearing sunglasses, waved his hand towards the inside of the vehicle.

These three people are all members of the Zhanan District Police Department, and they were sent by the department to maintain order in the morning.

When the car window was lowered, Lu Feng smiled and greeted the leading police officer: "Hehe, Ermao, come on, get in the car and chat."

"Our Changqing company has such a big plate, why did you let four small companies give it to the general? What's wrong, brother Feng?" The leading police chief didn't get in the car, and only asked with a smile behind his back.

"A group of mud-legged, stinky bag-carrying people. It sounds like the wind is raining. If someone takes the lead, they will follow suit, haha." Lu Feng replied with disdain in his words: "I'm causing you trouble for the Police Department."

"It's not a problem for us. If we don't work here, we have to stay in the department."

"Come on, don't stand there, let's get in the car and talk." Lu Feng opened the door of the business car.

"You two go back first, I'll go up and talk to Brother Feng." The leading police chief ordered his colleague behind him, bent down and got into the car.

"Brothers, it's really unreasonable to let you come here to maintain order for no reason." Lu Feng crossed his legs, looked at the policeman and said, "At eight o'clock tonight, I will set up a table at the Jufu Restaurant. There are money and mothers." Ladies and gentlemen, call all your friends and let’s get together.”

The sheriff smiled when he heard this: "That's not why I came to see you."

"Hey, friends are friends, and rules are rules. I can't cause you trouble for nothing." Lu Feng waved his hand and said, "Certainly come here."

"Hehe, okay." The police chief replied contentedly, and also reminded appropriately: "Brother Feng, I will also send you a letter. If the management committee can't bear the pressure and has no choice in the end, it can only be the police. The Police Department and the police superintendent took the lead in mediating this matter. It is impossible for the upper echelons to let them make such a fuss every day, do you understand what I mean?"

Lu Feng was taken aback for a moment: "Don't worry, the company will resolve this strike dispute soon, and it won't trouble you for too long."

"Oh, that's fine." The sheriff nodded.

While the two were chatting, the crowd at the gate of the management department suddenly boiled over. Several leaders pulled their necks and shouted: "Changqing Company illegally monopolizes the sanitation industry and exploits low-level workers. The management committee must give an explanation!"

"Give me an explanation!"

"...!"

The shouts sounded one after another, Lu Feng looked up, pointed at the crowd with a smile and asked the police chief: "You said these muddy legs, do you know what you mean by shouting, and just follow suit?!"

"They know what the hell, they're content with thirty yuan a day," the sheriff replied casually.

After the words fell, the strong man who was sent by Lu Feng to get off the car before got on the co-pilot, nodded and said, "Brother Feng, I remember everything."

"Okay, let these idiots make a fuss, hurry up, ha ha." Lu Feng's words were full of contempt and disdain for the workers, and this kind of emotion is also very strange under careful consideration. Because Lu Feng himself came from a grassroots background, his starting point was not much higher than these workers. It stands to reason that he should have a sense of empathy when he saw this group of people, but now he looks down on them from the bottom of his heart.

Changqing Company would rather spend a lot of money to arrange judicial relations, and the management will be at the upper level, but it is unwilling to give an extra yuan to the lower-level workers. Unwilling to pay wages owed to migrant workers.

So sometimes, this same-class discrimination may be even more tragic.

…

Inside the Su family compound.

After Su Tianyu had lunch, he walked to Su Tiannan who was about to go out: "Brother, I have something else to tell you."

"What's the matter?" Su Tiannan asked.

"Didn't you go to Wang Daolin from the Municipal Police Department before?"

"That's right, I gave him 50,000 yuan to handle your second uncle's case." Su Tiannan nodded.

"Wang Daolin is the director of the Criminal Investigation Department, right?" Su Tianyu asked very carefully.

"How do you know?" Su Tiannan was a little surprised.

"You mentioned him when you were chatting. I asked Third Sister and checked on the Internet, and I got some information about him." Su Tianyu replied softly: "Brother, if you have nothing to do these days, just Invite him out to drink tea and get together more often, but don't mention the second uncle's case."

"Why?"

"...Second Uncle figured it out, it's useless for Changqing Company to compromise, and finally the police department has to nod." Su Tianyu said clearly: "Now there is no harm in making more friends."

Su Tiannan fell into deep thought.

"Let's lay the groundwork now, and it will be easy to talk about it then."

"Okay, I see." Su Tiannan nodded heavily: "What are you going to do?"

"I'll go to the freight yard." Su Tianyu replied truthfully.

"Pay attention to safety, Lu Feng has suffered a loss, and he will not let it go." Su Tiannan instructed: "Ask some family members to go with you."

"Okay, I see."

"Um."

After the two brothers discussed, they left separately.

…

In the afternoon, Su Tianyu walked around the garbage dump at his home a few times, and walked around to learn about the operation process of this industry. But he found that there was basically no threshold for this transaction, and there were no other technical things except hard work. From garbage collection, to centralized sorting, to final processing, 80% of the work is done by manpower. It is not difficult to understand why the competition for this business is so fierce. Because the market plate is very fixed, except for annexation and preemption, there is no room for expansion at all. Coupled with the low threshold, the competition in the industry is naturally very serious.

At around five o'clock in the evening, Su Tianbei, who was injured on his body, returned from the district with more than one hundred workers who were on strike and protesting, and was going to have a meal in the factory.

This strike protest not only "commutes to and from get off work" at fixed times, but also pays money to manage meals, and even requires cars to pick them up. This management model can be regarded as setting a new benchmark for the "service industry".

In the office of the garbage dump, Su Tianyu was about to step out when his second brother Tianbei pushed the door open and walked in: "Let's go, dinner is ready."

"Let's go, I happen to be hungry too." Su Tianyu greeted him and asked with a smile, "How is today?"

"We went to more than 400 people. After shouting for a day, we only met a few small leaders of the Environmental Sanitation Management Department. The big shots were not seen at all." Su Tianbei replied softly: "The Police Department also went to the Police Department for ten A few people talked to the leaders of our family several times. Damn, the words were full of threats."

"Hehe." Su Tianyu smiled and said nothing.

"Xiao Yu, will it really be effective if we do this?" Su Tianbei said in a low voice: "Not only will there be more stoppage subsidies for this day, but also food, car pick-up and delivery, the daily expenses are quite high Big one. I’m afraid that our family’s money will be emptied in the end, and if the matter is not resolved, then the whole thing will be smashed in the end.”

"You are in such a hurry, the Management Committee, the Police Department, and Changqing Company are even more anxious than you!" Su Tianyu replied with a smile: "Trust me, there will be results within a few days. Go, let's go eat."

"Okay, let's go!"

The two chatted while walking, leaving the main building and went to the cafeteria downstairs. Su Tianyu looked at the crowded dining tables inside and outside the room, and said with a smile: "It's quite lively."

"Normally there aren't so many people in the dining hall, and there's no room to sit in the cafeteria. Let's go, let's go to the hut to eat." Su Tianbei and his younger brother were about to enter the small kitchen of the cafeteria through the side door.

"Boom!"

Just as Su Tianyu was about to step into the door, he was suddenly bounced back.

At the door of the small kitchen, a 1.90-meter tall, extremely muscular young man stammered in a thick voice, "Who...who? Who hit my crotch?"

Su Tianyu was knocked back two steps, looked up, and saw the young man with dark skin, oily hair, and dirty blue overalls, looking very sloppy: "I'm sorry, brother !"

"You... you walk and watch... look at it, I almost put a vegetable bowl on your head." Hei Tieta replied naively.

"The light in the back room is dark, I didn't see you. Come on, you go first." Su Tianyu stepped aside.

"I'll deliver the food." Heitieta continued to walk out with a huge vegetable bowl on his shoulders.

At this time, the third sister who was arranging food in the room suddenly called out: "Daxiong, come to Xiaozao to eat later, there are many dishes here."

"Hey, good, third sister!" Black Iron Tower walked like flying, replied with a smile on his face, and walked to the worker's area outside the house where he was about to start a business.

Su Tianyu saw that this person's speech was a bit strange, and his image was too eye-catching, so he immediately asked Tianbei: "Who is this?"

"Wu Shixiong, our worker."

"I think he's...a little...?"

"Well, he is congenitally mentally handicapped, and his brain is not very...aura." Su Tianbei replied casually.

"... Such a person dare to use it? What if something happens?!"

"What can happen? Do this line of work, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com You still expect to hire college students? As long as you have hands and feet and can work."

The two chatted and walked into the small kitchen in the cafeteria.

In the evening, after the Su family finished their business, most of the workers dispersed. Su Tianbei shouted at the rest of the people, "Is there anyone who is willing to watch the night at night? It costs 30 yuan a night."

Hearing the sound, the Black Iron Tower was the first to raise its hand: "I am willing!"

…

In this way, after two days in a row, the strike continued, and the upper management of Changqing Company and the management committee still did not come up with a solution or attitude to solve the problem.

A man in his thirties from the Confucian family in Zhanan sat on the sofa and asked Kong Zhenghui, "Will the Su family take the lead in doing this and it will be effective?"

"Definitely!" Kong Zhenghui said with his hands behind his back, "Just keep contacting the media in the urban area."

"How do I think you have more confidence than the Su family?"

"The kid who came back from the Su family is very interesting. He stabbed Lu Feng once, but he pinched the four of us together." Kong Zhenghui said lightly: "This is very good."

"I went to the scene of the protest these days, and I found that the Su family is very caring for the workers, not only providing food, but also picking up and delivering them by car. Should we do the same?" the man asked.

Kong Zhenghui frowned: "No need."

"Okay!" The man nodded.

…

On Saturday, around five o'clock in the evening, the protesting workers in front of the management committee had gradually dispersed, and Su Tianbei had already dragged his own workers back to the factory.

"Squeal!"

Lu Feng's business car stopped in an alley, turned his head to look at five men in floral shirts and said, "Go, finish the work, I invite you to go to the City of Dreams to tear off your underpants."

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