Six months later.

Summer is hot.

The time came to May 6, 67, in the evening, San Po Kong Plastic Flower Factory.

Li Jiacheng was wearing a suit, sitting in the office, with his back to the air conditioner, and his forehead was still sweating. Sunlight shines through the window, and when you look up, the air shakes like waves on the water.

"It's too hot in the summer."

After signing the paperwork, he put down the pen, felt a dry mouth, picked up the water cup and took a large sip of herbal tea.

Inside the workshop.

A worker is wearing a mask and is operating a machine.

Since plastic flowers are plastic products, they need to be heated by boilers, and then add pigments and polyester to shape them.

There are more than 3,000 workers in the whole Xinpu plastic flower factory, more than a dozen workshops, and more than 200 workers are simmering in each workshop.

The workers are in a hot environment, everyone is confused and miserable, and besides, the plastic flower manufacturing is poisonous, and the workers have long been infected with lung disease for many years. At this time, a worker in charge of plastic hot melt molding, standing on the operation area, the Turk was dizzy, and he fell down the stairs with one head.

"Tai Po Tsai!"

"Tai Po Tsai."

The workers exclaimed in surprise and stepped forward to help the workers up, only to see that the workers were sweating profusely, prostrating and weak, and only half of their breath was left.

"Boss Li."

"Another worker fainted from heat stroke." The administrative secretary pushed open the door and hurriedly reported. Li Jiacheng sighed when he heard this, and a look of pain appeared on his face: "Send the workers to the hospital immediately, and the medical expenses will be reimbursed by the company." ”

"Yes."

The secretary nodded, and said: "This is the fourth case of heat stroke after the summer, do you consider installing a few more fans in the workshop?" ”

"Okay."

Li Jiacheng thought about it for a while, thinking that the weather was really hot, and it was much more cost-effective to buy an electric fan to pay for medical expenses, and it would be okay to install an air conditioner like this.

Before, there were not many people in the factory, it was easy to manage, and there were few cases of heat stroke, but now with the increase in the production of plastic peanuts, the number of personnel has increased several times, although the business has improved, but the difficulty of management has also begun to rise. There are more than 3,000 people begging for food, and it is not easy to feed them all.

He is also a "big boss".

"Then make herbal tea for the employees, and give each person a bowl at two o'clock at noon every day to relieve the heat." Li Jiacheng drank the waterway.

"Okay." The administrative secretary bowed and nodded, and said in his heart that the big boss was really a conscientious businessman.

Ten minutes later, Li Jiacheng suddenly heard a commotion from the factory, and came to the window to take a look in distraught, but saw that more than 300 people had gathered in the factory, and several workers were carrying a stretcher, and the people on the stretcher had been covered with white cloth.

Seeing this scene, his heart suddenly beat wildly, remembering the last time the factory was burned, he hurriedly opened the door and planned to deal with it himself, but on the way he bumped into the secretary who ran back. The secretary's face was anxious: "Boss, Tai Po Tsai, who suffered from heat stroke, died violently." ”

"Several foremen took the lead in making trouble and demanded compensation for Tai Po Tsai."

Li Jiacheng walked downstairs without saying a word, his expression tense.

"Big man, there was a work disturbance incident in the San Po Kong Plastic Flower Factory, and nearly 500 employees of the plastic flower factory went on strike to seek compensation for the workers who died of heat stroke." Yan Xiong knocked on the door and reported: "The Kowloon District Criminal Team called and asked you if you care." ”

"San Po Kong?"

It is located in the Wong Tai Sin area of Kowloon, which is relatively close to the New Territories, and many New Territories villagers work here.

Ho Ting-yin has been planning for a while now, not only to improve business, politics, and finance, but also to secretly assist the trade unions of the Zuo faction to expand their strength, and to attract many workers in factories in Kowloon and the New Territories.

In the eyes of Zuopai, this trick is undoubtedly a manifestation of close relatives in the mainland, which causes Zuopai to feel a lot better about him.

"That's the factory of Changjiang Industry."

The corners of his mouth curled into a wicked smile.

Yan Xiong said with a smile: "Yes, San Po Kong is the headquarters of Cheung Kong Industries, which has the largest plastic flower production line in Hong Kong. ”

"Tube!"

"If something happens on Hong Kong Island, of course the police force has to take care of it, but it is not to help the two devils who started by relying on foreign companies, but to help the hard-working workers." He Dingxian knew that the opportunity to launch an attack had arrived, so he did not hesitate at all, and said loudly: "You call the Wong Tai Sin Police Station and ask them to maintain order and reasonably handle the gathering of workers." ”

"Don't get involved."

“yes，sir！” Yan Xiongli saluted, knowing that this incident was not something that a Wong Tai Sin Department could manage.

"Let's go down."

He Dingxian waved his hand, sat back on the chair, and waited until Yan Xiong left before he personally called Yang Guang, chairman of the Federation of Trade Unions: "Chairman Yang, do you know that there are workers in Xinpugang who died violently? I have asked the Force to send someone to ensure the safety of the workers first, what is the plan of the Hong Kong Federation of Trade Unions? ”

Yang Guang sat in the office, his expression was frozen, with a northern accent: "I also just received the news, and I am planning to bring people to the scene, and the trade union will be responsible for protecting the legal rights of all workers." ”

"Okay."

"As long as it is beneficial to the nation and the workers, I will fully support it." He patted his chest vigorously and said very firmly, "Let it go." ”

Yang Guang immediately understood: "Thank you He Sheng." ”

The influence of the Federation of Trade Unions is to rely on the growth of the police force, although it is not a cooperative relationship with Ho Ting-yin, but there is no doubt that Ho Ting-yin is doing things, whether it is to win support, to invite merit from the north, or to become a big federation of trade unions and mix a councillor on Hong Kong Island.

and He Dingxian are inseparable.

"I can promise to compensate Tai Po Tsai, but I can only offer a price of 5,000 yuan." Li Jiacheng stood in front of the crowd and said firmly: "In the future, we will equip the workshop with more air conditioners and distribute heatstroke prevention items, please rest assured." ”

"If there is another heat stroke, I will send someone to the hospital as soon as possible, and the medical expenses will be fully covered."

Several workers shouted: "Twenty thousand! ”

"Twenty thousand!"

"Last year, a ghost guy was hit by a car on the way to work and died, and the company paid 20,000 yuan, and Tai Po Tsai died alive in the workshop, why did he only pay 5,000?" A worker stepped forward and said excitedly: "We must pay according to the unified standard!" ”

"Yes!"

"Chinese ghosts should be treated equally!"

The workers were chattering and noisy.

More and more workers are pulling out of the workshop, and the entire plastic flower factory has entered a state of strike.

Li Jiacheng was anxious, knowing that the workers were mentioning the matter of a foreigner project leader of Changjiang Real Estate last year, but the foreigner would find a lawyer to sue him, but the workers would not, and the judge would award the amount of compensation according to the standard of the foreigner, and also according to the standard of the Chinese.

Chinese and foreigners are not the same standard in law.

He shouted: "5,000 yuan is the uniform price of all the bosses of the Kowloon factory, if the Tai Po Tsai family is in difficulty, there are elderly people to support, and children to study, I can personally support some more, but the compensation is 5,000 Hong Kong dollars, not one cent." ”

"The plastic flower factory is so profitable."

"That's none of your business!" Li Jiacheng's eyes widened, like a wolf and a tiger.

In the past, the workers should have been afraid, conceded, and silently endured at this time, but I don't know when it began, the workers became a little different, and a foreman scolded: "The value of labor comes from the workers, you are just a speculative capitalist!" ”

"Fuck you."

"Every penny you earn is sucking our blood and eating our flesh."

This passage immediately attracted the approval of many workers, and someone immediately spat on Li Jiacheng's face: "Phew! ”

"Capitalism of all evils."

Li Jiacheng was so frightened that he didn't have time to wipe off his saliva, so he hid behind the secretary, his eyes full of uneasiness. Because the words of the workers are no longer just for money, but also carry the political ideas of the Zuo faction.

If the workers approve of this political idea, they will peel it off!

"Ah Jun!"

"Is there someone behind the organization?" He broke away from the crowd with the help of the security guards, and the secretary was sweating profusely beside him, shaking his head and saying, "It shouldn't be, it's an accident, but I heard that many people have been in the night school of the Shangzapai Trade Union recently." ”

"The Confederation of Trade Unions?"

Li Jiacheng knew about this organization, but in his memory, it was an image organization that had no influence and was an ornament on the table, how could it suddenly have such great influence among the workers?

"Treat everyone equally!"

"Legal compensation!"

"Treat everyone equally!"

"Legal compensation!"

The chaotic escape from Li Jiacheng made the workers' emotions even more intense, and the workers began to shout slogans loudly, and more humanely: "Obey the labor law and pay high temperature allowance!" ”

"High Temperature Allowance!"

"High Temperature Allowance!"

This proposal was immediately supported by all the workers.

"Dididi."

At this time, a police whistle sounded, and 30 members of the criminal team and 80 uniformed members of the Wong Tai Sin Department arrived at the scene. The first thing the officers did when they arrived was to separate the workers from the office building and prevent them from turning into atrocities.

Subsequently, Yang Guang, chairman of the Federation of Trade Unions, arrived at the scene and came to negotiate with Li Jiacheng on behalf of the workers.

After listening to Yang Guang's words, Li Jiacheng frowned, and his eyes were threatening: "Chairman Yang, the most important thing in Kowloon and the New Territories is people, the people downstairs don't want to do it, but there are more people to do, and there is no need to talk about the matter of high temperature subsidies." ”

"If I even pay a high temperature subsidy, do I need a low temperature subsidy in winter, and do I need a water subsidy in rainy days? I came out to do business, not to do good. ”

Yang Guang felt very aggrieved: "Many companies on Hong Kong Island have high temperature subsidies, and they only need to sit in the office to work, why don't the workers who sweat blood and sweat in the factory deserve it?" ”

"Foreigners love hair is a foreigner's business, I am Chinese, and none of the Chinese factories issue high temperature subsidies." Li Jiacheng is right. Yang Guang persuaded: "Today's labor dispute broke out in the plastic flower factory, why don't you take a good lead and be the first?" ”

"Is this trade union union legal?" Li Jiacheng put his hands in his pockets and looked at him: "Now if I go down and ask them to disperse, I will pay 20,000 yuan to Tai Po Tsai, and each person will receive a salary increase of ten yuan next month, if they refuse to disperse, they will be named and driven away." ”

"You don't have to bask in the sun when you go back to the countryside to farm."

Li Jiacheng flicked the cigarette ash, Yang Guang got up and left, and went downstairs to relay Boss Li's words to the workers, and the workers were silent for a while.

(End of chapter)