The doors and windows of the small side hall were tightly closed and airtight, and Kent took out a silver-rimmed leather cigarette case from his bosom and took out a cigarette to light for himself. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoThis cigarette case is a birthday gift from his wife, and the cigarette case is very popular as a gift for intimate men, especially after the development of several different varieties of Longdao cigarettes, more and more men like to carry cigarettes with them throughout the empire, and exquisite cigarette cases are becoming more and more popular.

The market price of such a handmade cigarette box is about a gold coin, and the Kent family could never afford this expenditure in the past. But since he became the leader of the Workers' Party, the poverty that had plagued him for twenty or thirty years disappeared without a trace in an instant. The heads of the local branches always send some gifts during the holidays, including a small bag of gold coins.

At first, Kent did not dare to accept it, he felt that it was a shameful act, an irresponsible act. But gradually, he found that it seemed that those high-level party leaders around him seemed to be receiving such benefits, and there were still people who took these things out as something to show off, and his mentality gradually changed. From the apprehension of tossing and turning after receiving a hundred silver coins for the first time, to the dozens of gold coins that he casually carried in his pocket, it took him less than a year to get used to it.

It seems that the cadres from the branch should give gifts and money, and not giving gifts and money will make him feel that he has suffered neglect and insult.

Thick smoke poured down his throat into the lobes of his lungs, and the mellow taste was like drinking a large sip of milk, and he looked at Louvis, who looked at him.

The two are now in the air, one is a little hesitant, the other is very confident.

Beyond this side hall is the meeting hall of the Workers' Party, where the top echelons of the Party and the cadres of some of the main branches have gathered today to await the appearance and speech of him, the spiritual leader of the Workers' Party. He knew that what he was going to say today was enough to change a lot of things, and it was enough to make his personal prestige reach the peak within the Workers' Party!

But he was hesitating, hesitating, and when it came to the end, the suffocating feeling that Wren had brought to him befell him again. He is like a teenager who has done something wrong, full of panic and anxiety when he faces the consequences of being discovered by his parents and being furious.

The eyelid of his right eye jumped, and he raised his hand to hold his eye, the dark horizon could bring him more security than the bright horizon after opening his eyes. He really didn't want to stand opposite Wren if it wasn't necessary.

He can't avoid the question by running away now, yes, he's about to stand on the opposite side of Wren, if not the opposite, and not on the same line as Wren. By sorting out the manuscript of the speech and reading it aloud repeatedly, he gradually understood the meaning of the words in the manuscript that were connected together.

Wren must be angry, right?!

After all, I didn't inform him first, and I made these decisions on my own.

But then, an inexplicable anger rose in his heart. Blame yourself for being weak, blame yourself for being humble, obviously you have begun to get rid of Rennes' influence and control, and you have the support of four or five million Workers' Party members behind you, why is your body still trembling slightly?

Coward!

He scolded himself.

I took a hard puff of the ordinary cigarette that was left, and then slammed half of the cigarette butt to the ground, and the sparks that burst out outlined a beautiful flower that bloomed and withered in an instant. He stood up with his hands on his legs, glanced at Luvis, and raised his head, "Let's go, it's time for us to appear." ”

Louvis smiled, stacked the speech very neatly, and handed it to Kent, "Now, aren't you afraid?"

"Scared?", Kent paused for a moment, then laughed, "I'm going to be scared?"

"Yes, I'm going to be scared, so I'm overcoming my fear in this way, he may be my nightmare for a while, but this dream won't last long!"

Pushing open the door of the side hall with his head held high and walking towards the presiding table of the conference hall, every step is extraordinarily powerful whether it is lifted or lowered, giving people a very calm and calm feeling. The entire hall was filled with party delegates from all over the country, as well as high-ranking party officials. At the moment when the footsteps sounded, all the noise fell silent in an instant, leaving only the slight sound of breathing.

He walked to the edge of the podium and put the speech in a corner of the stage, at this moment he didn't know why, suddenly there was an inexplicable change, he had to put the speech in a corner of the stage, tightly placed, otherwise it would be uncomfortable. After fiddling with his hands twice, he raised his head, took a deep breath and pressed it into his chest, making his figure look more powerful.

He looked at everyone in the venue, pursed his lips, and the corner of his eyes swept over the faces of several high-ranking party officials around him, and said loudly: "Thank you very much for taking time out of your busy life and work to come to the imperial capital to participate in this meeting. He paused, and what was needed to speak was not speed, but a powerful voice, which was what Louvis had taught him.

He left everyone with a short period of time to converge their divergent thoughts, and at the same time brew feelings.

"All of you here should be well aware that we working class are not great people, and that in this empire we are not very different from the untouchables and freedmen. We endure exploitation and oppression from the privileged and the rich, we live in an environment full of filth and stress, and we tore hard every day from before the sun rises, until it gets dark. ”

"My colleagues, my compatriots!", his voice instantly became excited, and his voice was full of emotion, "all the unfair treatment, all the cruel exploitation for us, from this day on, from this moment on, will be a thing of the past!"

As if infected by his own speech, he shook his fist vigorously, and his eyes shone brightly. He tore open his neckline, and the tightly bound clothes made him feel like he was about to lose his breath, and he didn't like the feeling that it was like a collar for a dog around his neck.

"Someone wants to ask me, why is all this a thing of the past, is it because of someone?", he sneered and slapped the presiding stage, and the loud bang made some nervous people tremble in fright, "No, not because of someone, not because of something, but because we, the five million workers, will be united! We will make our own voice and fight for all the rights for ourselves!"

"Don't think about enduring all kinds of inhuman treatment, and don't dare to speak out, let alone turn yourself into a working animal, because behind each of you is the power of five million working class from across the empire!"

"There has never been a day when we have stood so upright in the sun and enjoyed the ease and comfort we deserve. This is because we are compatriots, and when we are united, we have the strength that no one dares to underestimate us!"

"Four or five million is not a simple number, behind every number, there is a living person. It may represent you, or it may represent me. As long as we can unite together, there is nothing or anyone in this world that can stop our power!"

The entire council hall was boiling in an instant, and both the workers' representatives from the localities and the small leaders were so excited that they couldn't control themselves, and they all stood up and clapped their hands vigorously. Whether it is numbness or pain, it is less than one-ten-thousandth of their inner emotional outburst at this time!

Kent had now forgotten the shadow of Wren in his heart, and he threw himself into his business, and he raised his hands and pressed them to gradually restore peace to the council hall.

"Next, you will join me in witnessing and participating in a piece of history!"

From time to time, Su Hu used his thumb to pinch the second joint of the index finger tightly, and the inside of the index finger turned red and the outside turned white under the force. Whenever he makes a decision and is ready to implement it, he uses such small actions to cheer himself up. This is a habit that he soothes the tension in his heart, and the so-called habit is nothing more than deliberately cultivated over time.

He did a very good job of this. Developing a habit requires not only execution, but also perseverance, a belief that carries through one's entire life.

Kent stood less than half a meter beside him, reading aloud his so-called standards.

"We have preliminarily divided the types of work into three categories, high-risk jobs, such as the metallurgical industry, and in the information I have gathered, there have been as many as 174 explosions in the steel yards since the founding of the empire, and I am not sure if there are still some that have not been recorded. Based on these 174 explosions alone, there will be an average of one explosion every two years, and each explosion means that as few as a dozen people will die in the disaster. ”

"So I think that metallurgy, and other similar high-risk jobs, should pay more than other jobs, three times the basic salary!"

Many people at the top of the Workers' Party are nodding, yes, the personal risk brought by high-risk industries is very large, and once the danger breaks out, it will lead to disability or even death. At the same time, these workers working in high-risk environments are not given enough resilience to the risks they deserve in the event of a disaster. Meager salaries and the callous attitude of the cruel exploiting class, in the event of an accident, means that many families are deprived of the pillar in an instant.

Now Kent needs to change that, not only by demanding more pay for jobs in high-risk, high-risk industries, but also by working out a compensation method for work-related injuries, disability and death.

I have to say that this standard is tempting, at least for now, very tempting.

Once implemented, the empire's nearly 800,000 workers in high-risk industries will be protected, increasing their incomes and adding a possibility that their families will survive after losing their breadwinners.

From high-risk jobs, to dangerous jobs, to ordinary jobs, Kent almost shows a system in front of everyone. The senior executives here are very excited, once this set of standards is implemented, then they will reap more benefits, as well as a higher status.

In particular, Kent mentioned the "dispatch system" in his report, in which he believed that workers should obey the command and guidance of the party to a certain extent, establish an effective market mechanism, and change from a free and casual application system to a dispatch system. While meeting industry standards, it can also deal with exploitation from the aristocracy and the privileged class.

You hang like that, it's okay if we don't let the workers go to your factory to work, right?

And this is also one of the core powers of this set of standards. Once this set of standards is adopted and implemented, it will be the plutocrats who brutally exploit the workers at the first cost. Their factories will be left without workers to work, they will lose the ability to produce in a very short time, and they will even go bankrupt as a result.

But everything is not absolute, and if these people can meet some small demands of the Workers' Party, they can naturally recruit enough workers to work.

While everyone was immersed in the dreams that Kent had prepared for them, Suhu came to the conclusion that this so-called standard was unreliable and could not be implemented.

This set of standards touches the interests of too many people from all classes, and if they are implemented, it will not only be not a welfare, but a disaster for the workers.

When he thought of this, Su Hu placed the pen in his hand for recording neatly across the top of the notebook, and he stood up, standing up in the stunned eyes of everyone. In the face of those eyes full of doubts and incomprehension, Suhu did not have the slightest stage fright. After he looked around, he said something earth-shattering with a smile in Kent's somewhat annoyed gaze.

"I'm sorry that I'm interrupting Mr. Kent's speech and interfering with the meeting!", many people looked at Suhu incomprehensibly, not knowing what he wanted to do and why he stood up at this time, and Suhu, facing those eyes full of doubts, was extremely calm. He glanced at Kent who was frowning, smiled at Kent before turning around and saying loudly: "Mr. Kent's speech is very wonderful, but I think all this is an illusion and a deception!"

In an instant, the entire council hall was overturned by the boiling noise!

Su Hu calmly faced all kinds of doubts and accusations, without the slightest waver in his heart, he looked at Kent, and his various voices gradually became reduced, "Your Excellency the party leader, can you answer me a few questions?"

Kent's heart tightened inexplicably, he closed his lips tightly, and nodded, "Yes!"