"He's an old bastard, and handcuffing is a trivial matter."

Liu Qianhua, who had been silent since she left the teahouse, had no choice but to cover up with her throat as hoarse as possible.

"What do you mean by 'agreed time'?"

"We made a bet to see if he could get the handcuffs out of the way in half an hour this time."

"Black Dog" winked in disbelief: "Are you really in business?" ”

"I won't tell you the truth, we can't get a concession because we can't get a license, so we can't get along in the capital, so we went to other provinces to try our luck, but I didn't expect that the management here is stricter, and we have to rely on relationships, which is difficult."

The exclamation of "Boss Huang" sparked the resonance of the "Black Dog" group, and they all nodded yes, and the "Black Dog" reluctantly accepted the explanation just now, and sighed: "We are not born without conscience, but in these years, everything has to be done by relationships, money and relationships, and everything can be done; It doesn't matter if you don't have money, you have to eat; It doesn't matter if you have money, sooner or later this money will belong to someone else......"

Uncle Broken Head interjected coldly: "It is said that the constitution is constitutional, and everyone is equal, but most of the original masters are still masters, and the relatives and friends of the masters have all ascended to heaven and become the new masters." There is also a group of people who support meritorious service, who have meritorious service in wars, and who have contributed meritorious, and together with their relatives and subordinates, they have become new and new masters. There are more and more masters, and the salaries, the houses they live in, and the cars they drive have to be paid from the pockets of our people. In this war, there will be no war, and everyone can still get by forbearance, and in this war, there will be an overwhelming name for what concessions, special taxes, apportionment of military support, donations for serving the country, and amortization of national debts. ”

"The old man has a way to evade taxes and donations, and he can also rely on the license to make black market money, what about the end? These taxes that were escaped by the old men, plus the huge profits that the old men earned from the black market, all had to be paid by our powerless ordinary people. ”

"Boss Huang" looked ignorant and pure: "No one came out to say it, sue me?" ”

The uncle expressed his contempt: "Ahem, you are still from the capital, the old men have formed a party and a party, behind this party, and it is supported by military and political officials and business bigwigs. ”

"This party and one party have different names, but in fact they are much the same, and the election is for the purpose of dividing officials, and whoever has more elected members of parliament will receive more officials, and they can use it to reward those party members who are most active in contributing money and efforts, and these party members who become officials will only do everything possible to seek benefits for themselves and the party."

"Who can run in this election? Either they have been officials, or they are rich and famous. Who chooses? That's just shopkeepers, factory owners, doctors, professors, and the like – it's none of our business."

"Tell me? How so? We just complained a little bit in the teahouse, and it has become like this, and the newspapers that dare to speak for our people have all been closed, copied, and even the parliament has closed its doors, and the few conscientious parliamentarians who used to expose the shady curtain in the parliament have nowhere to speak now, and some have been branded as traitors and thieves, either entering the number, or disappearing......"

"Sue me? Even if you risk your life, at most you will only bring down a substitute ghost, you are a little common man, and you can fight the entire party? Can fight the high-ranking officials who manipulate the political party? ”

"Boss Huang" sighed, and a trace of despair appeared on his face: "In this way, we ordinary people really can't do it...... We have always been honest in business, and we can't get up to so many relationships, and I should have sold the store early, and everyone dispersed and went to the factory to fend for themselves. ”

The blue-eyed young man who had been an observer for a while was also interested in listening to it, and leaned over to answer: "When it comes to going to work in the factory, it is also divided into three, six, nine and so on. ”

"It's like a government-run factory, which is divided into internal workers, non-staff workers, and temporary workers:

"There are many rest days for staff workers, they enjoy various allowances, as well as various insurances such as medical care, pension, unemployment, etc., they have the least work, and their salaries are medium.

"Non-staff workers have few days off, allowances and insurance are almost non-existent, they do the most work, and their salaries are the highest.

"Temporary workers have no rest days at all, and they don't have any allowance insurance, and they do the hardest, dirtiest and most tiring work, and the salary is the lowest.

"In the large factories run by the consortium, there are skilled workers, general workers, and apprentices:

"The treatment of skilled workers is probably equivalent to the 'porcelain rice bowl' supernumerary workers in government-run factories;

"The treatment of ordinary workers is only slightly better than that of temporary workers in government-run factories;

"As for apprentices, they generally only cover food and housing, no salary, and sometimes they have to pay their own money to honor their masters, but generally speaking, the conditions for food and accommodation are not much worse than those of government-run schools.

"In small and medium-sized factories run by ordinary people, the treatment of skilled workers is usually not as good as that of large factories, but in any case it is always higher than that of ordinary workers in large factories; As for the ordinary workers, they are more than one or two cuts worse than the temporary workers in the government-run factories, and they are called 'two-legged mules'; when it comes to apprenticeships, they are really inferior to livestock, they eat simply water, they live in pigsties, and they are beaten and scolded by the foremen. Once the factory rules are violated, corporal punishment is light, and fines are severe, and some apprentices owe fines that cannot be repaid for a lifetime. ”

"There are also some apprentices in black factories, also known as 'contract workers', most of whom are child laborers sold by fraud in remote areas, and they are exhausted and disabled before they survive the three-year apprenticeship, and it is said that seven or eight out of ten ......."

Seeing that the blue-eyed young man was more and more boundless, the "black dog" couldn't help but interrupt him: "What are you talking about?" Since the beginning of the war, the big government-run groups and the big political and business conglomerates have monopolized the investment and trade of the 'liberated areas of the Asia-Pacific region' while eating large orders for military supplies. As for the small and medium-sized private companies that have no relationship, they only have the scraps to eat, but they still have to endure endless all kinds of apportionment and extortion, and if they are not careful, they will fall into the loan trap of the consortium bank, in this case, if they do not step up the exploitation of workers, they have to sell the factory at a discount, and if they can pay off all kinds of debts after selling the factory, then it is already Amitabha......

As he spoke, there was a sudden palpitating sound of leather boots in the corridor, and the "black dog" hurriedly closed his mouth and turned his back away.

With a rough sound of metal grinding, the thick iron door was pushed open from the outside, and the plainclothes and sunglasses man who had led the arrest earlier stepped in panting.

"Those who just missed that killing stick are all coming out, and a big man wants to interrogate you personally."

Liu Qianhua glanced at Wu Haisong, then got up suddenly, and nodded to the "black dog" and others: "When you meet in Pingshui, it is rare for you to treat each other with sincerity, I hope there will be a period in the future." ”

The "black dog" shrank in the corner and was silent, but it was the broken-headed uncle who looked up and smiled, but there was a look of pity in his eyes.

"Go with peace of mind."

……

Half an hour later, in the office of the director of the Provincial Department of Internal Affairs of Zhili Province, the man in plainclothes in sunglasses, who had been lively before, was kneeling on his knees at this time, trembling like chaff, crying with tears and snot: "...... The villain deserves to die, the villain deserves to die, the villain has eyes and does not know Mount Tai, and he actually put the emperor in a prison cell and detained him with dangerous elements who slander the government, it is really a crime that cannot be forgiven, although a thousand knives are cut, death is not a pity......"

"It's just that all of this is actually because of this Colonel Wu of the Intelligence Department of the General Staff, who showed me his military ID card, saying that the military department has a top-secret mission, and asked me to lock them up with dangerous elements...... Fortunately, I reported it in time, so that the emperor would not be in prison for a long time, and I am really thankful that nothing happened......"

On the other hand, the shy head of the Department of Internal Affairs was rubbing his palms with a smile, and explained very sincerely to Liu Qianhua, who had erlang's legs cocked behind the desk: "Let the emperor be frightened, Weichen deserves to die - in fact, the bastard who made this matter is a new temporary worker, please rest assured, I will dismiss him and send him to the relevant departments to be brought to justice!"

"I'm relieved." Liu Qianhua squinted and said.

"So...... This ......"

The Minister of the Interior respectfully put his hands on the telephone that had been hanging in front of his desk for a while.

"Your Excellency the Minister of the Interior is still waiting for the Emperor."

Liu Qianhua smiled coldly: "Tell Zhang Zhigao and let him wait for another day and a half, I have a lot to say to him, and I can't finish talking on the phone." ”

With that, he stood up and waved his hand, as if determined not to take a single speck of dust with him.

"Wu Haisong, let's go, there's nothing to do here."

……

In the early morning of the next day, in the No. 1 real-time situation demonstration hall of the base camp, Liu Qianhua, who had changed into a special marshal uniform in red and black skirts, accompanied by Gu Yingyang, chief of the General Staff and several attendant military attachés, was silently watching the huge sand table with the theme of the Sino-Russian battlefield below through the glass curtain wall of the command platform.

"From 4:30 a.m., the Northern Front began a comprehensive shelling of the enemy's main defense line in the Ural Mountains, the shelling will last for 1 hour and 30 minutes, and from 6 o'clock the main attacking forces of all roads will launch the first assault ......"

"From 5:30 a.m., the Central Asian Front will comprehensively shell the enemy's main defense line on the Urals, and the shelling will also last for 1 hour and 30 minutes, and from 7 a.m., all mission units will launch their first assault under the cover of aviation fire......

"From 6 o'clock, the armored motorized advance detachment of the Caspian Front will cross the Persian border and quickly advance in the direction of Tehran under the cover of aviation......".

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