He turned up his voice and continued to watch for a while, only to understand what was going on, and a worker on the mechanical spraying line had sued his factory.

"The worker is 47 years old and the victim's family has no history of leukemia, so it is reasonable to conclude that the work environment is one of the causes of the worker's illness. For a long time, this worker was regularly exposed to harmful substances such as formaldehyde and benzene...."

Haitong was willing to properly treat the workers out of humanitarianism, but they did not admit that this was due to the working environment, the spraying was carried out in a sealed workshop, the workers had wearable equipment, and strict safety measures were in place, and the individual cases did not represent universality.

So, the contradiction lies in the name of the treatment money, which the media calls the compensation, and Haitong insists that it is a donation.

He turned off the TV, went to his room to turn on the computer, and searched casually on the web page out of curiosity.

There are even well-known lawyers who have offered to do free legal aid for the worker.

In He Zhou's view, it is natural for workers to sue them, and there is no problem in protecting their legitimate rights and interests, but as far as the facts themselves are concerned, it is just an individual case, not a mass incident.

This matter is so big that he can guess with his toes that someone is completely leading the rhythm and deliberately rectifying Haitong Company.

Turn off the computer and turn off the lights, lie on the bed, without the slightest sleepiness, and can't help but think, what should I do if I am myself?

From a conscience point of view, he should condemn himself first, after all, paint is still toxic, to really say that employees have leukemia and they have nothing to do with it, he is still a little weak-hearted, and he dare not play this package ticket.

If you really analyze this matter rationally, they are enterprises, in today's economic marketization, control costs, the pursuit of efficiency is the primary goal of each company's operation and management, but at the same time, in the pursuit of their own benefits, but also to increase employment, create value, but also contribute to the society.

Is it really like what those so-called experts on the Internet who are worried about the country and the people say, the pursuit of efficiency has led to the moral degradation of people's hearts?

He couldn't agree.

He remembered a sentence from his dead ghost Lao Tzu's notebook: the ass is crooked, and the more knowledge you have, the more reactionary it becomes.

Thinking of this, I smiled.

If he is really asked to come forward to solve it, he will probably operate the same as Haitong, people's hearts, capital, rationality, media, politics, and human nature, once they are all put in the pot and boiled, they will not be able to distinguish who is right and who is wrong.

Is this a moral degradation, or is it a distortion of human nature?

He couldn't figure it out, so he probably didn't think about it, anyway, these things weren't time for him to worry about yet.

The moonlight poured into the room through the window, but the mosquitoes were blocked by the gauze lattice, buzzing.

In the buzzing sound, time passed imperceptibly, the mosquito could not feel it, and he was not conscious.

It's winter in the blink of an eye.

The cold wind is coming, Li Ran relies on shaking to keep warm, the air conditioner is too dry, and if it is turned on for ten minutes, it will be turned off for a few minutes.

His hands were already chapped, and he had never been so embarrassed in the harsh winter of minus 10 degrees or even minus 30 degrees in the north.

On the third day when the cold air came, he really had no way, and called someone to remove the original gas water heater and install a wall-hung stove, and it was too troublesome to remove the floor and re-lay the line, so he made do with hanging radiators in each room, although the heating effect was limited, but it was better than nothing.

After the snow fell, the temperature dropped by two degrees Celsius, and he was glad that he had foresight.

Except for walking the dog and buying groceries, he rarely goes out.

The snow was falling, and suddenly the barking of the lion king was heard outside.

He looked out of the window curiously, and there was a car parked at the door, he thought it was Sang Chunling and others, but as soon as he opened the door, he was stunned, he was standing at the door with his sleeves caged, wearing a green military coat, his neck was locked inside, and the hem of his clothes was dragged to an angle.

Behind him was a long row of cars, he didn't count them, but he estimated that there were about seven or eight cars, and the road was occupied, and there were two or three people standing next to each car. He was still stunned, and Wang Ziwen glanced at him, but he didn't notice it.

It wasn't until he stepped on his big scalp shoes and stomped his feet to shake off the snow that he hurriedly greeted him, "Dad, why are you here?" ”

Then he hurriedly greeted Wu Shuping, Chen Dadi, Pan Song, Wang Ziwen, Qi Hua and more than a dozen people behind Li He.

As for Qi Yue, Wen Qibai, She Ziling and others, they stood far away, and before they entered the house, he didn't even have a chance to say hello.

Li He looked around the room, then looked down at the lion king who was hiding from him, rubbed his hands and said, "Follow me, I will be blessed." ”

Pan Song took off his coat for him and said with a smile, "The predecessors planted trees and the later people enjoyed the shade, this is true." ”

"Wait, I'll make you tea. Li Lan was about to go to the kitchen after speaking, but Wu Shuping stopped him and said with a smile, "You accompany your father to talk about the day, and I will let Ziling and them get it." ”

She Ziling and Qi Yue were called in from outside by her to boil water to make tea.

The living room of the villa was originally very large, but fifteen or sixteen people suddenly crowded in, and suddenly it seemed crowded, except for a few people in Pan Song, who hugged Li He and sat on the sofa, most of them stood next to the wall, or sat on the bench in the living room.

Li He asked, "What have you been busy with lately?"

Li Lan thought, Wen Qibai and the others came with you, did you ask knowingly?

But he honestly replied, "I'm not making a game." ”

Sun Hao has been operating a private server plug-in, he is not at ease, he always feels that something will happen sooner or later, so he simply pulls him over, and uses the resources of 66 Technology to do game development together.

He is ready to be criticized by his Lao Tzu, after all, in the eyes of the older generation, there is still a prejudice against the game.

Who knows that he Lao Tzu said, "The game industry has a lot to offer." ”

Li Lan almost thought that he had heard it wrong, he liked to talk the other way back, he was afraid of making jokes, so he didn't respond again.

Qi Yue and She Ziling cooperated, holding a tea tray, and sent a cup to Li He first, Qi Yue said, "Uncle Li, you drink tea." ”

It was cold, Li He drank little water, and he didn't bring the teapot off the car, so he wanted to warm his hands at the moment, so he took the glass and said to Qi Hua who was standing not far away with a smile, "I can't remember who I heard just now, this is your daughter?"

Qi Hua said, "My big girl." ”

As for the name, he didn't say it, he had followed Li He for many years, he knew Li He too well, and from Li He's expression, he knew that Li He was not interested in knowing his daughter's name.

It's wrong to say more, so don't say it at all.