"What is this?"

A book was thrown in front of Dinghammer, and standing in front of him was Miao, who looked indignant. It's the first time I've even seen this guy angry like this, so I can't figure out what went wrong for a while.

"See for yourself." Miao was also not angry when he spoke: "It's just a fallacy, I plan to arrest this guy and kill him." ”

Dinghammer pursed his lips and pushed the book out: "Kill." ”

"That's it, even though he's a pretty famous economist, I don't think this kind of person can be kept."

After speaking, Miao began to walk out, and the bored hammer picked up the book that was obviously printed by a small underground workshop, but as soon as he turned the first page, the hammer suddenly slapped the table and shouted: "Wait! ”

Miao turned his head with a curious face: "What's wrong?" ”

"What are those five words?"

"The doctrine of public ownership." Miao blinked: "What's wrong?" ”

"What about the small print below?" Dinghammer pointed to a subheading below.

"On Capital." Miao's face was confused: "What do you want to tell me?" ”

Dingzhu smiled: "The authors are all the same." ”

"What's the same?" Miao touched his face: "You are not quite right today, how do you feel nonsense." ”

Dingzhu closed the book and handed it back to Miao, rubbing him up and down a few times: "Before killing him, you read this book back and forth for me." ”

"I have seen it, this is simply a fallacy and heresy, a bunch of nonsense! Advocate letting the people at the bottom control the lifeblood of the country. Isn't that just? What can those people do? If the lowest level of the people in any region were to take power, it would be a mess. ”

Dinghammer touched his chin: "You...... Go get this guy in first, and then we'll talk to him together. ”

Although Miao didn't know what Dinghammer was going to do, since Dinghammer asked for it, it meant that he had his own views and opinions, and this guy's thinking logic has always been not like a normal person, so Miao could only go out and bring back the book publisher who had been controlled and was about to be taken to the execution ground, and brought him to Dingzhu.

When the middle-aged man named Carl came to Dinghammer's office, his face was full of anger, and he looked at Dingzhu's eyes as if he was looking at those deplorable demons.

"Sit." The hammer lifted the papers on the table to the floor. Then sit on the table with a butt. and pushed his boss chair in front of the man: "Your name is Carl?" ”

"Do you want to humiliate me? You capitalist pig. ”

As soon as Dingzhu heard it, a mouthful of old blood spurted out, this topic of capitalist pigs really makes people want to cry without tears, Dingzhu has been a poor peasant all his life. I can't even touch the edge of capitalism.

So he wrinkled his eyebrows and asked, "How am I like a capitalist pig?" Am I fat and big-eared? ”

"Before I came here, I heard that this is the place where all kinds of industries are hopeful. But when I came here, I realized that it wasn't what I thought it would be. I've been to your factory and seen workers working like robots for up to twelve hours, and those construction workers don't rest day and night. You are exchanging their flesh and blood for your own benefit. ”

"Oh, that's right." Dinghammer was disappointed and waved his hand: "Miao, kill this guy." ”

"What the hell are you going to make trouble, you are the one who says you won't kill, and you're the one who says you won't kill." Miao was obviously a little dissatisfied: "What a big official." ”

"Oh, I'll go, uncle, do you dare not to squeeze me like ham sausage?" Dinghammer reluctantly jumped off the table, turned back to Carl, who was clenching his fists, and said, "You're not too young, are you?" You only see them at work, don't you? ”

"Isn't that enough? Day and night of exploitation, overload of labor, what do you think is the difference between you and those capitalists? You can kill me quickly, I will wake up these poor and pathetic people with my blood. ”

Dinghammer whistled: "Silly X, today Lao Tzu will wake up the pathetic people in your mouth and wake you up." Come with Lao Tzu! ”

As he spoke, Dinghammer walked straight out of the office, and took this Carl through the deserted urban area and went straight to the relatively densely populated industrial area, but Rao is here, there are not many people on the road, and some are just the roar of various loading equipment, and with this roar, a cart of goods is loaded and unloaded here.

"Who's that, come here."

The hammer pointed at the little brother who was loading the goods and shouted. The little brother was facing the sun, his face was tanned and red, and the sweat had already been connected to his back to his trousers, and the rancid smell on his body could be clearly smelled from seven or eight meters away.

However, after the hammer's call, not only did he not get off the car quickly, but glanced at the hammer apologetically, then pointed to the goods on the car, and then sped up, loading the last few things before stopping the car and getting out of the car, and rushed to the front of the hammer.

"Hello Mayor." He screamed, and then reluctantly glanced back at the goods in the warehouse: "Is there something wrong?" ”

"Don't do it, you won't use it tomorrow."

"Ahh The little brother was stunned, and then his eyes widened, and he was so aggrieved that he almost burst into tears: "Why, I did a good job, you can't do this......"

The hammer pointed at the tall Carl beside him: "This guy said that you are exploited day and night, doing overload labor every day, saying that you are numb and pathetic, and that I am inhumane, I don't take good care of you, and I take care of your life every day to make money." ”

When this little brother heard this, he wiped the sweat on his face with his hand, and then scolded for the rest of his life: "**! ”

Then the solid punch hit the Karl in the face, and when Carl fell to the ground and was about to get up, the little brother rushed up like crazy, shouting while waving his fist: "Work again!" Still Lao Tzu work! ”

"Alright, alright." Dinghammer felt that it was almost the same, and immediately pulled away the little brother who was venting on Carl: "Calm down." ”

When the little brother heard this, he turned his head and said to Dingzhu with a bitter face: "Mayor...... Please let me keep doing it. My son has just been born, and my mother is old, so I am ...... alone."

"Editor, you continue to make it up for me." Dinghammer snorted: "You don't know you when Lao Tzu is old?" Single, or Lao Tzu fished you out of prison. ”

"Huh?" The little brother was stunned: "Do you remember me?" ”

"Nonsense."

"That's easy, I don't care, I didn't make a mistake, why didn't you let me do it? Just listen to this idiot? ”

"They also say they want to wake you fools with blood."

"He's fucking stupid, I used to work outside for an hour and only six dollars, and it's almost thirty an hour. Yesterday, the supervisor also said that after three months of work, he mentioned one hour and thirty-five. It's stupid to don't do this. The little brother wiped the sweat on his head: "If it weren't for the supervisor, the fool would come over every day to catch people off work." I'm sorry for my forklift if I don't work for sixteen hours, I won't tell you, don't delay me making money, I can tell a Silla girl. If you save 100,000 yuan, she will marry me. Get out of the way. ”

He finished. He got into the car with a puff of smoke, started the motor with a bang, and spat in front of Carl by the way. Then he went on with his own business.

Carl, who was beaten violently, got up from the ground with a nosebleed and muttered, "How can this be ......"

Dinghammer spread his hands: "You may not believe one, so be it." Didn't you say you did? You pick a place, you investigate. ”

Carl wiped his nosebleed, his face was full of refusal to admit defeat, and then walked straight to the food processing factory that seemed to be the most onerous task, but he was just about to enter the door when he was kicked to the ground by Hammer, who just went out: "Don't you understand the rules? Who told you to go in in your regular clothes? ”

Although Hammer is a girl, he is not a super soldier, but he is also a super soldier of a high rank, although this kick is not too heavy, but in general it is not something that ordinary people can eat steadily, and Carl, who was already beaten violently, was kicked to the ground by this kick, and rolled on the ground in pain.

"You're too ruthless."

The hammer leaned under a tree and looked at Hammer Zhile, and after Hammer found out that the hammer was coming, his expression instantly changed from fierce to gentle and lovely, and the hands that were originally crossed were twisted together, and even said a little resignedly: "That...... I ......"

"Huh? I don't feel comfortable with this sudden change of virtue. Dinghammer walked over and slapped her ass hard: "This guy is going to investigate the oppression of our workers." ”

"Are you going to kill him?" Hammer's eyes changed suddenly, and he stared at Carl on the ground as if he were staring at a corpse.

He just reached out and pinched her waist twice: "Little girl, it's not good to fight and kill, give him a set of clothes and let him in." ”

In fact, Dinghammer really didn't expect this Carl to be so indomitable, he was beaten and rolled on the ground, but he still insisted on changing his clothes and limped into the food processing factory.

But there are too many rules here, you can't touch it here, you can't enter there, you can only stand on a high place and watch the workers below busy making all kinds of food, and the only workshop that can enter is only a packaging workshop.

Relatively speaking, because the food processing plant is the most intensely tasked, the workers here are the most laborious, and most of them are women, who stand in front of the table and pack the vacuum-pressed food into boxes, with skillful, attentive and swift movements, without even noticing that someone has entered the place.

Seeing the fatigue of these people, Karl suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, he walked up to a female worker, took a small notebook from his pocket and began to ask, "Have you ever been oppressed to work here?" For example, forced labor, overwork. ”

The woman, who was about forty years old, looked like she was from Silla from the color of her eyes, and she glanced back at Carl, and didn't notice that Hammer and Dinghammer were standing behind her, and thought that this guy with a strange accent was sent by Dingzhu to investigate, so she had no taboos, and the Silla people, both men and women, young and old, were particularly enthusiastic and joking: "Of course, they are forced to work every day, and they stand for more than ten hours at a time." ”

Hearing this, Carl snorted coldly and glared back at Dingzhu, and continued to ask, "Then do you have any plans to get out of this life?" ”

"And then Lak? Going hunting? Hiding in Tibet? Can't get enough to eat? The woman gave Karl a look: "You're in the wrong head." ”

"But you're forced to work, you don't take any leave, you don't have any livelihood. Can you endure such a life? ”

"Who says life is insecure? My son now has a book to read, a house to live in, and food to eat every day. I still have a salary every month, what am I doing if I don't do this? You're clear, aren't you? ”

"I ...... Can ......"

Carl was immediately speechless, so he turned around and asked many people, but the answers were all the same. The Silla people have been wandering for many years, most of them do not have a skill, and compared to the original nomadic life of eating and sleeping in the open, the current life is not what they dreamed of back then, Karl now comes to ask this kind of question, and it is already a great leap in the quality of the Silla people if he is not beaten.

And the hammer and Hammer who were hiding in the lounge had already laughed, because at the beginning of the establishment of various systems, the welfare benefits here were set very high, and as long as they were willing to work, the salary would definitely make the people of the whole country drool, so these workers were basically rushing to work, unless they were really sick and not light, otherwise whoever asked them to rest would scold their mothers......

So Karl's theory of oppression is not valid at all, you must know that the hammer basically invests all the money earned into industry and people's livelihood, as long as the follow-up products continue, and all kinds of high value-added things come out in the future, money is waste paper for the hammer, and he also makes a fart money, although he is only an agent for the time being, but at this stage he is a soil emperor, and he doesn't know what the money is used for.

Therefore, exploitation or non-exploitation has no effect on the hammer at all, and there is a hard and fast rule in him, there is absolutely no beggar, there is no financial allocation for those who have the ability to work, and those who have the ability to work and beg are all arrested and sent to Violet Prison for reform. As for the rest of the people, as long as they want to work hard, they must live a fairly nourishing life, and the wages of ordinary workers are higher than those sitting in the office, the more tired the work, the higher the wages, and the wages of senior skilled workers are even more terrible, because of this, those technicians who are not valued all over the country are trying to drill into this place, and what is even more terrible is that the night school opened at night is basically like a star concert, and it is too normal for a classroom of fifty people to squeeze out more than 100 people, not only that, but the windows and corridors are also full of people......

After eating his best, Carl walked out with his head down, muttering as he went, "How can this be...... How can this be......"

"Can you die now?" Dingzhu snorted coldly: "What are you pretending to be high-end, although I haven't read much, I haven't eaten pork and I've never seen a pig run?" **, when Lao Tzu met Marx, you were still playing in the mud in the Northeast. ”

"You know me?" Karl was surprised, "But I don't have an image to intersect with you." ”

"The Marx I know is a god, and you're a **." Dinghammer snorted: "Are you a slut who randomly distributes that book when he sees someone?" And then the people who are ready to plot against Lao Tzu? ”

"I just want to inspire their blood."

Dinghammer shrugged: "What do you want to do with me?" ”

"Hey, why do you want anyone?" Miao, who didn't speak all the way, finally stood up dissatisfied: "What are you going to do with this kind of waste?" ”

Dingji Hehe Yile, turned his head to Miao and said, "We lack a political commissar." (To be continued......)