Hearing Lu Chengzhou's words, Sun Zhuling was stunned.

Victor, the manager of Jardine Matheson, was pricked in the butt by the rickshaw's cushion spring, and asked the Ministry of Industry to pick up the "British donation" rickshaws and inspect them all, which is indeed a bit of a fuss.

If the rickshaw driver honestly cooperates with the inspection, it will be fine.

But they actually went on strike, which made the Ministry of Industry a little embarrassed.

Moreover, the strike of rickshaw drivers also affected Jardine Matheson.

Otherwise, Sun Zhuling, who took the car to work, would not be able to walk.

This incident started because of Victor of Jardine Matheson, but in the end, the employees of Jardine Matheson were also affected.

Don't underestimate the lack of rickshaws on the street, which has had an impact on almost everyone in the British Concession.

The employees of Jardine Matheson & Co. took several times longer than usual to commute to work, which invisibly affected the efficiency of Jardine Matheson.

"This matter should be handled by the Ministry of Industry Bureau, I hope the rickshaw will be restored as soon as possible." Sun Zhuling said with a deep groan.

From the bottom of his heart, he still sympathizes with these rickshaw drivers.

They work hard every day to pull the cart, and the money they earn can only solve three meals a day.

However, it is not possible to ask him to run and call for the rickshaw.

After all, he was just a comprador of Jardine Matheson, and there were Britons on it.

This incident started because of Jardine Matheson, but he, a comprador, supported the rickshaw strike, isn't it a slap in the face?

"I'm afraid that the Ministry of Industry Bureau will not be able to put down for a while, and if the Ministry of Industry Bureau does not give in, the rickshaw strike will not stop." Lu Chengzhou pushed the bicycle, walked side by side with Sun Zhuling, sighed, and said.

"Yes, rickshaws are for rights, and the Ministry of Industry needs to assert its authority." Sun Zhuling said slowly.

"What they are fighting for is legitimate and reasonable rights and interests." Lu Chengzhou said immediately.

"The road police officer cares about these rickshaw drivers." Sun Zhuling glanced at Lu Chengzhou and said meaningfully.

He had a good impression of Lu Chengzhou, and handled the kidnapping case of his younger brother Sun Baoquan, without accepting a penny from the Sun family.

Nowadays, there are not many patrols like Lu Chengzhou.

"I just hope that in my jurisdiction, there won't be any surprises. In particular, these poor people, once they are forced to have no way out, the consequences are serious. Jardine Matheson is a model in the concession and should take the lead. Lu Chengzhou said slowly.

Sun Zhuling didn't speak again, just nodded thoughtfully.

Lu Chengzhou's meaning, he understood.

The rickshaw pullers' strike affected the entire British Concession, and the more enterprises and individuals who needed rickshaws, the more affected they were.

After Sun Zhuling arrived at Jardine Matheson, he told Victor about the impact of the rickshaw strike on Jardine Matheson.

It's just a rickshaw puller's strike, and if people from other industries join in, such as dockers, it will be even more troublesome.

Jardine Matheson has two wharves in the British Concession, and if the wharf workers go on strike, the losses will be very large.

Sun Zhuling hoped that Jardine Matheson would put pressure on the Ministry of Industry to restore the rickshaws in the British Concession as soon as possible.

Of course, the saddle springs of the rickshaw are strictly checked, and this cannot be changed.

In the evening, Lu Chengzhou deliberately did not go out again, he believed that tonight, Zhang Baotou would come.

As expected, before nine o'clock, there was a knock on the door, and when I opened it, it was Zhang Baotou.

It's just that with Zhang Baotou, there is also a middle-aged and sturdy man.

Looking at the dress, it also looks like a rickshaw driver.

After seeing Lu Chengzhou, the middle-aged man smiled and nodded, looking humble and polite, without the humility of ordinary people facing Lu Chengzhou.

"Officer Road, I'm here to disturb again." After Zhang Baotou came in, he smiled humbly.

"Come in and talk about it." Lu Chengzhou nodded.

Although Zhang Baotou brought strangers, he didn't care.

There is no secret between Lu Chengzhou and Zhang Baotou, even if the conversation between them is public, Lu Chengzhou is not worried.

"Good police officer Lu, the contemptible surname is Zhu, the big name is Zhu Biao, and others call me Biao Lao Huo." The middle-aged sturdy man said with a smile.

Although his status is humble, the smile on his face looks very confident.

"Tell me about you." After Lu Chengzhou invited them to sit down, he said lightly.

"I'm here today to ask the road police officer, what does the Ministry of Industry and Bureau think about our strike?" Biao Laohuo said sincerely.

The rickshaw strike in the British Concession was strongly supported by the Haigu Rickshaw Association.

However, strikes are only a means, and the ultimate goal is to get the rights and interests they deserve.

"The Ministry of Industry wants to know why you are striking and how can you resume soliciting." Lu Chengzhou said lightly.

Zhu Biao spoke first, which not only shows that he is more assertive than Zhang Baotou, but also shows Zhu Biao's status among rickshaw drivers.

"Do you still have to ask, in the Ministry of Industry Bureau to inspect the car, who do those foreigners treat us as human beings? is either beating or scolding, and deliberately making things difficult. If you want us to resume the strike, you have to treat us as human beings! Zhang Baotou said angrily.

His requirements are not high, and this is also the demand of others, who work hard in the British Concession, in addition to supporting their families, but also want to be respected as they deserve.

"That's what you're asking for?" Lu Chengzhou said in surprise.

If it was just to ask the Ministry of Industry to respect them, the Ministry of Industry would still agree.

It's just that the huge strike, even making such a demand, is really not worth it.

"Officer Road also knows that we don't have much knowledge, and we want to ask Officer Road to give us an idea." Biao Laohuo said immediately.

Lu Chengzhou's words made his heart move.

Zhang Baotou said that Lu Chengzhou was sympathetic to the rickshaw driver, and now it seems that this is indeed the case.

"You inspect the car, sometimes wait for a day, but you can't inspect the car, these people have no income for a day, how can they live?" Lu Chengzhou asked.

Of course, he can't tell them what he thinks directly.

Even if he wanted to help Zhang Baotou, he couldn't say it too bluntly.

"These people have to be compensated." Zhang Baotou suddenly realized.

"You can fight for your own rights and interests, as long as it is legitimate and reasonable. For example, these days of strikes, without income, can also be compensated. Lu Chengzhou said meaningfully.

"Officer Lu, we have discussed a few conditions, I don't know if we can put them forward to the Ministry of Industry Bureau?" Biao Laohuo asked cautiously.

Before they came, a few of them had a meeting.

We discussed how to stop the strike, and how to fight for more rights and interests for everyone.

Of course, the most important thing for them is to win the position they deserve for rickshaw drivers.

"Tell me about it." Lu Chengzhou said noncommittally.

"First, in the future, the Ministry of Industry and Bureau shall not have any incidents of beating rickshaw drivers during the inspection of vehicles, and they must be polite in terms of language. Second, in the future in the British Concession, the British patrol will treat the rickshaw driver without any insults. Third....... Biao Laohuo said with a deep groan.