Every day, the workers of McDonald Steel France will be given a "strong pill" at the same time as they eat lunch. Generally speaking, in the first half of the day, the workers' energy and body are still enough to support high-intensity work, so at this time, there is no need to give them "strong pills". Although "Dianabol" is cheaper, any cost savings that can be made should be saved.

After a busy morning, it was time for lunch, and the workers took turns to come to the cafeteria and prepare for dinner. Each worker received his share of food at the window with his badge. After eating, I went to another window, exchanged my badge for a pill, and then swallowed the water in the drinking bucket next to me, and then went to work. What the? You say it's not good for your health to work right after eating? That's true, but what does it have to do with the factory? Anyway, in this era, there is no such thing as a labor protection law that specifically blocks the big bosses, and when a worker is sick or something, the boss just kicks them out of the factory with a direct kick, and then recruits a guy who gets a probationary salary to replace him.

Paul, the porter, picked up the plate and poured all the crumbs into his mouth. Porter is a low-tech job, and it's basically a hard job. It takes a lot of money to do this living thing, and you have to eat enough. However, no factory will provide more free food to these workers because of this, so these workers will have to pay for some food out of their own pockets. And the threshold for this kind of work is too low, it is simply a person who can come and do it, just like the later generations who wrote online texts, as long as they recognize Chinese characters and can use pinyin. Therefore, although this type of work is very tiring, the income is actually quite limited. So no little food can be wasted.

Paul put the plate in the designated place, and then walked towards the window where the "Strongman Pill" was distributed. A guy who does hard work like Paul is almost inseparable from the "Powerful Pill" now, and without it, it is almost impossible to sustain such high-intensity labor. There were already some porters like Paul lined up here, and Paul was waiting behind them. The distribution of "strong pills" is very fast. In the blink of an eye, it was Paul's turn. Paul handed in the badge with his job type and job number, and the factory doctor sitting inside did not look up, but just rolled his eyes up, glanced at Paul through the glasses hanging on the bridge of his nose and the gap between his head, then looked down at his badge, and then ticked a certain place on a registration paper next to him, and then took out a small white tablet from the drawer and handed it to Paul.

Paul took the pill, picked up a glass of water from the side, poured some water, and swallowed the small pill.

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"Four more workers were fired today, without exception, all because of dozing off." At Pat's house, several union members got together again.

"Glasses, you say, what are we going to do?" Pat asked.

Kony pushed his glasses and said, "Every time I get my medicine, Perkins always takes the pills out of the drawer. So there's no way to see how he gets the medicine. But I heard Riley say that he saw that when Perkins was taking the pills for Paul, it seemed to take a little slower to put his hand in and take out the pills. And today, Paul was expelled for being sleepy and making mistakes. So, I'm sure there would be two boxes in that Perkins drawer, one with the normal 'Dianabol' and the other with the kind of medicine that makes people doze off when they eat. ”

"Do you want that? We contacted a group of workers, and while we were having lunch, we suddenly sprang into action, took Perkins and the others under control, opened his drawer, and naturally it came to pass. What do you think? Doyle asked.

"That's not good, is it?" Royce said, "What if, if we think wrong? All the workers who participated were dismissed, even ......"

"I'm against that, too." "Glasses" also stood up against it, "I'm not worried that we're going to be mistaken. It's just that even if we get the evidence, what will happen? He looked around at everyone, and when he saw that everyone was thinking, he smiled with satisfaction and said, "If I were Louie, when I heard about such a thing, I would definitely immediately use the factory guard team to surround the canteen where we are." And then use force to solve the problem. We don't have weapons, and even if we do, we can't really bring a lot of weapons into the factory. And those guys in the factory protection team have weapons, if Louis is decisive, he will let the factory protection team rush in directly, we can't stop it, and when the time comes, the so-called evidence we get will still return to the hands of those guys. And he could have fired all the workers who participated, or even thrown them in prison. The Thiers government, whose hands were stained with the blood of the workers, would not be relentless. And what about the media? If our activities seem to them to be nothing more than a mess for the factory and the American bosses make a little mess, they may pretend to be impartial and say a few words without pain, but as soon as the words 'worker' and 'force' are in the matter, they will not hesitate to turn around and accuse us of being thugs. I've seen through these bastards. ”

"And what do you think we should do?" Royce has been intellectually convinced, but is still a little uncomfortable emotionally.

"We just have to tell everyone what we think, do you think the workers believe us, or do they believe the capitalists? Then we can also encourage everyone not to take 'Dianabol'. Or let the workers pretend to eat it, but they don't actually eat it, and then we'll see if there will be a situation where people are fired every day for dozing off. If not, isn't that a qiē clear? Glasses replied.

"Good way!" "Let's do it...... Do you have any other opinions? No? All right! I'm going to ......."

"Wait, Dowding." "Glasses" said, "What about the other thing, once the facts are clear, what are we going to do?" ”

"Needless to say, by that time......" Dowding opened his mouth, suddenly realizing that he didn't seem to have thought about what to do next.

But apparently, everyone was used to this quick-thinking characteristic of Dowding, so no one was surprised or said anything.

"Then we went on strike and demanded that the management stop firing employees on the grounds that they were tired and dozing off, and that the labor intensity should be reduced. In the current situation, there is only this thing we can do for the time being. "Glasses" replied, "We need to prepare for these as well......

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"Jingle ring, ring, ring", the phone ringing suddenly remembered. A maid picked up the receiver, listened to it, and then said into the phone: "Director Louis has slept...... It's important to call Mr. Louie up...... Okay, are you sure...... Okay, I'll go ...... right away" The maid put the phone aside and walked upstairs......

After a while, Louie, dressed in pajamas and with hazy eyes, came down from the stairs and muttered as he walked: "Hell, I dare say, the telephone must have been invented by that devil." It makes it impossible for anyone to be clean even at once! ”

The telephone was a new thing from the United States, and it was not until not long ago that the MacDonald consortium began to invest in electricity and various electrical appliances in France, and the telephone gradually entered the life of the French high society. The MacDonald family invested in a telephone company in Paris to sell this "devil's invention" to high society, and I have to say that with this thing, many things have become convenient, such as the wives making appointments to go to the theater together or something, and for example, when they are free, there is a card game or something, and there is any emergency, and it is very convenient to send messages or something. As a result, this kind of thing soon became popular among the wealthy families in France, as well as in various businesses.

Louie walked over to the phone and picked up the receiver: "I'm Louie, what's the matter?" ”

"Mr. Louis, we understand that the union is going to do something. They're going to ...... tomorrow" came from the phone.

Louis furrowed his brows, and he asked, "Is this news real?" ”

"Yes, very really, it was our important person in charge of the union who told us."

"Very well," Louis said, having fully sobered up, "have you informed the others?" Well, call them all to me. Go now! Be quick! ”

Louis went upstairs and into his room. By this time, his wife, Margaret, had also gotten up in her pajamas.

"Honey, what's wrong?" Margaret asked.

"It's nothing, those poor sticks are not honest, and they want to make trouble!" Louis explained to his young wife, "You don't have to get up, go back to sleep, I'll change my clothes and go down to get ready for a meeting." It was in the little living room of our house. It may be late, so you don't have to wait for me, you can sleep by yourself. ”

"Hmm." Margaeryth nodded and said, "I'll help you change your clothes." ”

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Louis, who had changed his clothes, sat alone in the small living room waiting for the others, and he remembered the instructions sent to him from above: "Find a way, infiltrate the union, and find an opportunity to replace the original leadership of the union with ours." "There are also contradictions among the workers, such as the old and the new, the skilled and the ordinary workers, and we must find ways to exploit these contradictions and expand them. Let the workers split from within. "In particular, we need to find a way to pit skilled workers against ordinary workers, to make them think that they are different from those ordinary workers, and to make them feel that they are on our side."