Chapter 232: The Sound of Summer Cars in Xuanzhu County (Part II)
Qi Bajiu grabbed his nephews and nieces, and waited for the Jing family's car and armed guards to cross the street before leading them across the street and into the tree-lined path.
"Second uncle, I want to eat small skewers!"
"Second uncle, I want to buy a windmill!"
"Second uncle, I want to eat dragon whisker candy!"
"Second uncle, I want to eat too!"
Qi Bajiu said happily: "Buy, buy, buy them all!" β
He is now the director of the Grace Lock Factory, although the profit dividend in the first month has not been paid, and it may not be much, but his previous salary arrears have been paid off, the money bag is bulging, and the eldest brother and sister-in-law have advised him to save some money, and he may be able to build a house in a few months.
Today is the founding meeting of the trade union, Qi Bajiu doesn't know what to do, but the director of each factory has to go, and the workers can also go, there is free sour plum soup to drink on the spot, and the whole county factory is closed for half a day today.
Hey! There is free sour plum soup to drink! Who doesn't go!
It's not just the workers who go, they bring their families with them. Qi Bajiu's eldest brother and sister-in-law are running a ghost stall, and they don't have time to take care of the children during the day, so they are entrusted to the neighbors next to them.
The meeting place is an old factory in the outer city, there is a lot of space inside, when Qi Bajiu came, he saw that it was full of people, everyone gathered in groups to chat in a small circle, there were men and women, old and young, many female workers also brought their children over, the cries of children filled the whole space, and there was a commotion everywhere.
Qi Bajiu took the two little ghosts to find the workers, and the children brought by the workers were playing rock-paper-scissors next to them, which was a small game invented by Mr. Shuren, the author of "Echoes of the Future", and became the entertainment of poor children as soon as it appeared. The two little ghosts saw them guessing and joined them to play together.
"Brother Qi, where did this meeting come from?"
"I don't know!"
"When is there sour plum soup to drink? I've brought all the bowls with me. β
"But Brother Qi, aren't you in charge? You don't know either? β
"What is the supervisor who is not in charge, will I still sit with those big people? Those with golden keys in their mouths, how can they take care of my muddy legs, I just brought those two little devils to drink sour plum soup anyway. Hey, Brother Liu, are you reading Youth Daily? Give me one. β
"Brother Qi, do you know how to read?"
"Hey, I'm very serious when I listen to Mengxue!" Qi Bajiu took the newspaper and said: "And what the newspaper says is very straightforward and reasonable, I can understand it even if I haven't been to school seriously." β
Just when there was a lot of noise in the old factory, a middle-aged man walked up to the makeshift podium, covered his mouth with his hand, and coughed heavily!
Ahem!
The loud noise drowned out all the noise, echoing through the factory, and everyone stopped making sounds in an instant, staring blankly at the middle-aged man on the podium.
Among the many tactics, the Aiki warfare method, which is good at using sound, is undoubtedly the most suitable for hosting. There is no need for any equipment support, and the Aiki warrior alone is enough to control the big scene of hundreds of people.
"Hello everyone, there may be many friends who know me, my name is Hai Song, and acquaintances like to call me Lao Hai. Lao Hai, I thank the Jing family for their trust, and you are also willing to give me a face, so I will preside over the first meeting of the trade union. β
"Uncle Hai!"
"We believe in Uncle Hai!"
"What the hell is Uncle Hai doing here?"
Qi Bajiu also recognized Uncle Hai, and couldn't help but relax a lot in his heart.
Uncle Hai still said lightly, how can he have face, most people sitting here respect him very much.
Uncle Hai was originally just the owner of a small noodle shop, but the dried noodles sold by his family were very cheap, although the taste was poor but very full, and when the workers were so poor that they had no money, they would go to his house to eat dried noodles to support themselves, but everyone also knew that Uncle Hai would not make money selling at this price, or even lose money, so unless he was really poor, he would not take the initiative to take advantage of it.
In addition, Uncle Hai has a wide range of connections, such as offending gangsters, or being deceived by loan sharks, as long as it is particularly serious, Uncle Hai can help solve it once.
And Uncle Hai also knows how to fight internally, small pains and injuries of workers are almost common, if you are seriously injured, you can also go to Uncle Hai for help, at least it can be alleviated.
Uncle Hai has been running a noodle shop in Xuanzhu County for more than ten years, and has been in many factories, and almost all the workers have accepted his affection. If you say that Uncle Hai's noodles are not delicious on the street, everyone will agree, but if you say that Uncle Hai's people are not good, then you don't want to go out of this street.
Uncle Hai raised his hand and pressed it gently, and the venue suddenly fell silent.
"Fair, fair." He looked around: "It's still fair." β
"The meaning of unions is to be fair."
Fair?
Everyone was a little dazed.
Uncle Hai asked, "Do you know how the Silver Blood Society was established in the first place?" β
The venue suddenly became noisy, some people said it was to make money, some people said it was to bribe the county guard, and some people said that the Silver Blood Society didn't exist from the beginning?
Uncle Hai pressed his hand, and the venue was quiet again: "At the beginning of the Silver Blood Society, it was actually a group of businessmen, and it was established in order not to be bullied. Everyone doesn't know that in the past, Dongyang businessmen were very miserable, not only bullied by officials, but also bullied by people outside to do business. β
"They felt that it was not okay to go on like this, they wanted to be fair, they wanted not to be bullied, so they joined forces and formed the Silver Blood Society."
"And the trade union, our workers' federation, is to make us no longer bullied by officials and factory owners."
Uncle Hai looked at everyone's eyes: "Therefore, we must also unite and hold together to fight against those forces that are stronger than us." β
"Why are we bullied? Because the enemy is very powerful, they are powerful, and we are often weak. But if we workers are united, and there are countless workers standing behind us, will they dare to bully us? Do they dare to withhold our wages, insult our dignity, and even punch and kick us, taking us for life and death? β
"We get up early and are greedy all year round, but we are still very poor, we can't eat, we can't dress warmly, and we can't sleep well, but obviously the goods we produce, the fruits of our labor, most of them are taken away by the factory owner, the factory owner obviously gives us a little bit, and we have to be grateful."
"It shouldn't be like this."
"We just accept employment, the factory owner contributes money, we contribute, we are equal in personality, but they wantonly bully us, do not treat us as human beings, and we can only swallow our anger for the sake of livelihood."
"It shouldn't be like this."
"Xuanzhu County is obviously built by us, but we can only stay in the dirtiest and most remote corners; We produce goods, but we can't afford to use what we produce; The Heyang army and the county guard should protect us, but they are following and oppressing us. β
"It shouldn't be like this."
"This world shouldn't be like this." Uncle Hai looked at the silent venue and said loudly: "So we must unite to defend our rights and interests, defend our dignity, and defend our achievements!" β
"We can't let the next generation repeat our lives."
"We, the workers, should also have a bright future."
Uncle Hai suddenly opened his arms: "Let's talk about it, if you are asked to make a request to the factory, what do you want to ask?" β
Everyone looked at each other, and after a long time, someone suddenly said what everyone wanted: "Give me more money!" β
Uncle Hai applauded: "That's right, the factory owner should give more money, what else?" β
"Don't go to work at night."
"Pay full salary, don't deduct money!"
"Don't bully!"
Everyone said their demands, and all of a sudden there was a mess, and even a few children were shouting 'I want to eat skewers'.
Uncle Hai applauded vigorously: "Yes, yes, yes, I agree with everyone's ideas, Lao Hai refined everyone's ideas, and first prepared four basic requirementsββ"
"First, wages cannot be arbitrarily deducted."
"Second, we need to make sure that the working environment does not harm our bodies."
"Thirdly, work eight hours a day, and if you want to work longer hours, you have to pay extra money."
"Fourth, we must not bully and violate workers, especially female workers."
Uncle Hai paused: "Do you think the four requirements I prepared are reasonable and too much?" β
"Reasonable, not excessive!" Everyone shouted in unison.
Uncle Hai: "Tomorrow, I will go with other worker supervisors and representatives of all workers to meet with the president of the Silver Blood Club to discuss the implementation of these four requirements." If the other side does not agree, then we will hold a protest strike and let the Silver Blood face up to our position! β
Qi Bajiu suddenly panicked - it's okay for you to let him talk high, if you really want to negotiate with the Silver Blood Society, he will be cowardly in an instant.
Just when Qi Bajiu made up his mind to be a shrinking turtle, someone on the other side suddenly stood up: "Uncle Hai, I will go with you to fight for our due rights!" β
"Uncle Hai, I'm the same!"
"Uncle Hai, I also want to contribute to the union!"
Suddenly, someone sang loudly: "There has never been a savior, and it does not depend on the Immortal Emperor!" β
Qi Bajiu was stunned for a moment, recalled the song he had just read in the newspaper, and couldn't help but continue to sing: "To create human happiness, it is all up to us!" β
He looked at his nephews and nieces who were playing next to him, and then at his calloused rough hands, his heart was ruthless, he gritted his teeth, and stood up: "I'll go with all the wine!" β
"My grandson will go too!"
"And me!"
Seeing the workers' representatives stand up, Uncle Hai breathed a sigh of relief.
If it weren't for a few White Night Stalkers inside, I'm afraid this wouldn't have been so easy. The Xuanzhu people have been brainwashed by money worship and mercenary thinking for too long, and it really takes a lot of foreshadowing to motivate workers.
But this is only temporary, because tomorrow the union will have its first 'big victory' - the president of the Silver Blood will agree to these four demands, and all workers will benefit from the union, so that they can learn that power can be fought for.
By that time, the unions were on the right track. Workers' Guard, the representative of workers' participation in politics...... There is much, much more to do.
However, Uncle Hai's heart was full of expectations.
Jing Zhengwei has helped them here, if they can't figure it out later, then they might as well go home and farm.
Uncle Hai beckoned, and several large pots of sour plum soup were sent into the venue, and he said loudly: "Everyone drink some sour plum soup first to relieve the heat." By the way, have you seen or heard "Echoes of the Future"? β
"Yes." "Yes." "I haven't seen it." A sparse response rang out in the room.
"Mr. Shuren, the author of "Echoes of the Future", wrote a song for our workers, let's learn to sing it, okay?"
"Good!" This time, everyone's response was neat, and in this era when the poor had little entertainment, singing was obviously their favorite pastime.
"In this way, I will sing one sentence first, the children will sing another sentence, and then everyone will sing another sentence." Uncle Hai beckoned to the children: "Come up, come up, Lao Hai will give you candy to eat." β
With the encouragement of their relatives, children of different sizes stood in a row on the podium, Uncle Hai cleared his throat and sang aloud: "Tuan~Knot is strength ββ~"
"Lump~knot is strength ββ~"
"This power is iron!"
"This power is iron!"
"This power is steel!"
"This power is steel!"
Under the leadership of the children's melodious singing, everyone sang the catchy song "Unity is Strength" in unison, and the venue was full of laughter.
In the evening, Uncle Hai clapped his hands heavily and said loudly: "I announce that the first session of the Workers' Federation has been successfully concluded!" Please leave one by one, in an orderly manner, and don't be crowded! β
The children, who had long been tired of waiting, rushed out like a gust of wind, and the workers were in the back to discuss whether to eat together tonight, or to sing the song they had just learned.
Walking in the afterglow of the sunset, everyone is full of vitality and hope.
Buzz β
It wasn't until the screeching of brakes, the clatter of iron and flesh, and the screams of children echoed through the streets that they were pulled back to reality.
I saw a car suddenly coming from the other side of the street at high speed, knocking the two children who were chasing and playing out.
This sudden scene stunned the workers who were leaving.
"Tsk, the car is dirty again."
The rich young man in the driver's seat spat outside in disgust, he glanced at the workers not far away, stepped on the accelerator heavily, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and his face was full of disdain:
"A bunch of mud legs."