Chapter 442: Refugees

Jiang Li sat in the passenger cab, looked ahead and said, "Maixi children's shoes, don't you sleep, didn't you just say that it's only past nine o'clock, and there is no one in Paris?" There will be a lot of people in no time. ”

Yang Maixi was pretending to be asleep, but when Jiang Li said this, he immediately woke up.

Xiao Li, the driver, said: "Mainly because of the war in Syria and the surrounding areas, many people inevitably came to Greece through the Mediterranean, and then from Greece to France. Greece is too poor to support refugees. The ultimate destination of these refugees is places like France, France and the Netherlands. ”

Xiao Li joked: "This fully shows the capital." Root. Host. According to the policy formulated by the French government, even if refugees do not have to work in France, they can receive a minimum living guarantee every day. ”

Chen Nuo nodded approvingly, he had experienced the war in Syria, and the people there were not at all precarious, let alone working and living. So even if they were in danger of sinking in the Mediterranean, they were in danger of dying of illness on the way, they had to reach the European continent. When you get here, you'll at least be able to live, have something to eat, be lucky enough to have a job, and even have French citizenship.

Xiao Li stayed in France for two years and studied the social form here.

"In fact, the French government and the capitalists have always maintained an ambiguous attitude towards refugees, do you know why? ”

Jiang Li didn't study this point, and looked at Xiao Li curiously.

Yang Maixi studied history and had some research on Western social forms, she frowned and said, "You are talking about work? ”

"Yes!" Xiao Li replied affirmatively: "It's work." ”

Xiao Li has a strong desire to chat, "You also know, Zi." Root. Host. In other words, the rich raise the poor, on the surface, this has a certain similarity with our Confucian Datong society, but the essence is different. ”

"People are lazy and selfish." When it comes to history and politics, Yang Maixi is sleepy and has no interest.

"That's what it means." Xiao Li said: "The country in the world loves to strike the most is France, and the city that loves to strike the most is Paris. Under the social form of high welfare, labor organizations have been formed, ostensibly to protect the rights and interests of workers, but in fact, to let people do the least work and get the most pay. ”

"The average French worker is 30 hours, and if you count the five-day workweek, you don't have to work six hours a day. ”

Jiang Li shook his head, "I'll be envious to death." "Jiang Li's children are working 24 hours a day.

"The capital of all evil. Root. Host. Righteousness! Yang Maixi also complained. Working thirty hours a week and the pay is high, she has to wake up laughing when she sleeps.

Wukong's electric car drove into the more dangerous street that Xiao Li said, and sure enough, more people appeared on the side of the road, a messy tent was set up on the side of the road, and the lights inside were dotted.

Xiao Li continued his topic and said: "Because it is a high-welfare society, laborers always want to do the least and get the most reward. So as long as the employer, the capital. Root. If the needs of the laborers are not met, the workers will go on strike. France is also short of people, and as soon as workers strike, public facilities such as subways, buses, and banks will stop running, and society will fall into suffocation. Every strike is a process of negotiation between management and labor. ”

Xiao Li looked at the refugees, "The emergence of refugees has given the French government and entrepreneurs a new choice, these refugees can work more than 80 hours a week, they get a pitiful salary, and there is no social security at all." Compared with the spoiled French local laborers, entrepreneurs like this kind of low-cost motivation, and capital has always been profit-oriented. ”

Yang Maixi understood Xiao Li's explanation and said: "So now in many industries, there are shadows of these refugees working in the dark. ”

"Yes." Xiao Li said: "The government also turns a blind eye to this matter, after all, society always needs people to function, and the French are spoiled by their own country." ”

Chen Nuo said with a smile: "In fact, whether it is cooperating with the Blue Star Group or accepting a certain number of refugees, France has been looking for ways to solve its own problems, and the problems in their society are not as few as those in our country." The increase in the number of refugees will inevitably lead to social and security problems, and the French government is also aware of the whole problem and hopes that the technology of the Blue Star Group can solve these problems, so we came to France. ”

Yang Maixi didn't speak for a while, her eyes drifted out of the window, and her mood was heavy.

The season has entered late autumn, the weather is very cold, and the refugees have very thin clothes, and they have to rely on burning debris for warmth.

There were three five or six-year-old children who were looking for food at the garbage dump, and they were very hungry.

It's not far from the richest arrondissement of Paris, so the garbage dumps often have leftover food or clothes for the wealthy.

Yang Maixi's eyes were moist, these are still children!

She shouted, "Can you stop?" ”

Xiao Li said: "Miss Yang, I don't dare to stop!" Refugees are to be pitied, but they are the ones who don't want to die, and if they have ill will do something to us, they will be in trouble. ”

Of course Yang Maixi knew this, but seeing the three children squatting by the garbage hungry, she couldn't bear it, cats and dogs all have life, not to mention these children.

After observing the surrounding environment, Yang Maixi said, "Master Li, you drive the car forward and stop on the side of the road and wait for me for a while." I gave the bread and money to the kids and got in the car. There are no adults around them, so I'll run and come back, and it'll be fine. ”

Jiang Li's heart is actually the same as Yang Maixi, and she also wants to help these children, but it is just her duty to make such a request.

There were three five or six-year-old children who were looking for food at the garbage dump, and they were very hungry.

It's not far from the richest arrondissement of Paris, so the garbage dumps often have leftover food or clothes for the wealthy.

Yang Maixi's eyes were moist, these are still children!

She shouted, "Can you stop?" ”

Xiao Li said: "Miss Yang, I don't dare to stop!" Refugees are to be pitied, but they are the ones who don't want to die, and if they have ill will do something to us, they will be in trouble. ”

Of course Yang Maixi knew this, but seeing the three children squatting by the garbage hungry, she couldn't bear it, cats and dogs all have life, not to mention these children.

After observing the surrounding environment, Yang Maixi said, "Master Li, you drive the car forward and stop on the side of the road and wait for me for a while." I gave the bread and money to the kids and got in the car. There are no adults around them, so I'll run and come back, and it'll be fine. ”

Jiang Li's heart is actually the same as Yang Maixi, and she also wants to help these children, but it is just her duty to make such a request.