"Dulin!"
"Graf!"
"Come here!"
Mr. Crean stood angrily outside the office on the second floor and roared at Dulin and Graf who had just returned. He really couldn't bear it anymore. He had considered suing Graf and Dulin. Since they were unwilling to continue, he could let them go for fifty dollars each. But he soon gave up the idea. These two guys looked like poor people without money. If they couldn't pay fifty yuan in liquidated damages, they would definitely be sent to a cell for at least three months. meal.
Mr. Crean is a businessman and a capitalist. He invested in the Turner City section of the railway. He is both a member of the Yaoxing Empire Railway Union and a shareholder of this section. His purpose is to make money, not for peace and harmony. People are angry. Duling Pass will also be closed. If Graf has a grudge, he will definitely cause trouble. So he decided to have a good talk with these two people, but he couldn't wait for him to come, and he couldn't wait for him to come.
He even went to the dormitory once holding his nose, but the two guys didn't even come back at night!
What really makes him unable to endure is their sloppy style of absenteeism. You must know that whether it is a factory or this station, workers basically have no freedom under the oppression and exploitation of capitalists. To put it more deeply, the servility of the workers has been aroused. After being constrained by the rules and systems imposed on them for a long time, they have lost the desire to resist. To put it simply, long live money. For the meager salary, they have to lower their heads and submit to the oppression and exploitation of capitalists.
Few people would want to change something and do it themselves, but Dulin and Graf did it, not only did it, but they did it so blatantly. They brought this free spirit from outside into the station. Six or seven workers have also missed work without notifying Mr. Crean.
Mr. Crean believes that if this matter cannot be properly resolved, this free and undisciplined trend will continue to emerge, and may even infect all workers at some point. By that time, his station is basically finished, so the most important problem now is not the lack of manpower, but to solve these two people and show them to other workers, so that they understand that if they do not work according to the rules and regulations, the only outcome is Pack up your bed and get out, and you'll have to pay a sum of money.
After buying the farm, Du Lin was not in a hurry. He had arranged for Dufo to find some members to build a house for him. The house does not need to be beautiful, as long as it can provide shelter from wind and rain and have a wide enough door. What he meant was to dismantle several sheds on the farm that were about to fall apart, and rebuild them according to the previous structure while dismantling them, and then ask two carpenters to guide them on the ranch. They would definitely be able to build the warehouse before the wine arrived.
After arranging the work of these people, Dulin and Graf returned to the station. This time they were not here to work, but to implement the provisions of the contract regarding breach of contract. To put it simply, they come to give you money and then leave.
It’s not that Dulin is afraid of Mr. Crean, so he must come to send money, but the business he is doing now is not a legitimate business that can be seen in the light. In the future, he will inevitably face the large and small suppliers in the entire Tenel City. Merchant. Before fighting the enemy, you must first check whether your armor, weapons and shield are intact. The same process applies to fighting in the mall. If his opponent suddenly catches him in breach of contract and sues Mr. Crean, he could face jail time in addition to a fine.
Therefore, he must fill in all the holes in his body, large and small, and not give any chance to future opponents.
Mr. Crean stood on the second floor and yelled, then retracted his head. Faced with looks from all directions that looked either funny or worried, Du Lin felt no disturbance at all. There is a complex big society outside, and there is an equally complex small society in this station. It's normal for some people to dislike Dulin, just as it's normal for some people to dislike Graf, too. There's nothing surprising about that.
The more closed the environment, the stronger people's desire to climb up.
He and Graf went up to the second floor and walked into Mr. Crean's office. Mr. Crean sat behind the desk with his hands clenched on the table. He had an angry look on his face, his face turned red and his neck became thick. He suppressed the anger that wanted to burst out, and shouted in a low voice: "What do you want..."
Halfway through the words, his mind froze. He only saw Du Lin walking straight to his table, then taking out a roll of colorful banknotes from his pocket, counting fifteen and placing them on the table, and then Push it in front of him. The scent of ink emanating from those cute little pieces of paper made him believe that these must be real money, because he was so familiar with this smell and came into contact with it every day.
He glanced at the roll of money that Du Lin had put back into his pocket. There should be more than two hundred, maybe less than three hundred. He piled them together on the table and picked them up. I looked at each one carefully. Yes, it was real money, the empire's ten-dollar banknotes. On the front is the imperial royal family emblem, and on the reverse is the AT-11 Sweeper war machine. His fingertips passed over the printed part, and he could fully feel the special feel brought by his companion's engraving. It was the real thing, yes!
He took the money in a daze and looked up at Dulin. Dulin pulled out a chair and sat down. "Mr. Crean, I am very grateful to you for giving me a place to rest and eat when I was desperate." This has changed my life for me. One hundred stars is the liquidated damages for me and Graf, which means that from now on, we have terminated the labor contract.”
"The extra fifty yuan is my personal gratitude to you for helping me when I needed it most. This is my sincere gratitude, so I hope you can accept it. In addition, I hope you can write a receipt and void the contract.”
Only then did Mr. Crean come back to his senses. He looked at Dulin with a complicated expression. He didn't know where this lucky boy found a way to make money. It is not difficult to see from the generosity of his move that fifty yuan may not be a big sum of money in his mind anymore.
As a capitalist, Mr. Crean is extremely devoted to capitalism. If Dulin were a poor boy, he would show his teeth and then lean forward to spray his saliva on Dulin's face. But now that Dulin is a rich man, he must make actions that are consistent with his own status and the status of the other person. He must be elegant, noble, and not vulgar.
He considered it for a moment, nodded, took out a piece of snow-white letter paper, wrote a receipt of one hundred yuan on the paper with a pen soaked with ink, wrote the date, signed it, and stamped it. chapter. Afterwards, he turned around and took out the contracts of Dulin and Graf from the personnel file cabinet behind him, and stamped each page many times with a rarely used invalidation stamp.
From this moment on, Dulin and Graf no longer had any connection with the station.
Dulin admired Mr. Crean's straightforwardness very much. He stretched out his hand and shook hands with Mr. Crean. "Speaking of which, we will still deal with each other. In about six days, there will be 2,500 boxes of low-alcohol wine from other places. After it is shipped, I hope it can be kept in the warehouse at the station for two more days because I need to contact the vehicle.”
Mr. Crean was stunned. Two thousand five hundred boxes of low-alcohol wine, even the worst ones, cost six yuan a box. He took a breath and stretched out his other hand, holding it tightly with both hands. Holding Du Lin's right hand, a "sweet" smile appeared on his face, "No problem, no problem at all. The customer's requirements are the purpose of our service. There will be a waiting time of three days for any goods to be transferred after they arrive at the station. If the time limit is exceeded, It doesn’t matter, the cost of a warehouse is only a paltry five yuan a day.”
"Also, Mr. Dulin may not know much about it, but my son actually works in transportation!"
The power of capital is endless, yet silent.
Such a huge leap from Dulin to Mr. Dulin was accomplished with only one hundred and fifty yuan and two thousand five hundred boxes of goods. Money has penetrated into every aspect of society. The most frightening thing is that people don't even feel that money affects their judgment and thinking all the time.
"This is better. I will come again after the things arrive." Mr. Crean said about his son, and Dulin remembered the school he introduced, "By the way, last time you said there was a Can the school teach me how to read?”
"Yes, there is such a thing." Mr. Crean immediately released his hands, took out a business card from the drawer, and handed it over with both hands.
Du Lin took it and glanced at it, not far from where he now lives. There was always something in the dream that said "knowledge changes destiny", and he believed this deeply. Knowledge is a terrible thing, just like money. When you don't have it, you may not feel any difference between yourself and others, but when you have knowledge, you will find that you are not necessarily the same as others.
After bidding farewell to Mr. Crean, Dulin took Graf to the so-called "cram school". Not only did he need to learn illiteracy, but so did Graf, Dover, and all the illiterate members of the hometown association. .
What he wants to do is definitely not business in the city of Tenel, nor is it a business like selling high-alcohol alcohol. What he needs is a team that can help him stand on top of the world. He wants to be the king of this world!
(End of chapter)