At the gate of the Zhanan District Environmental Sanitation Management Bureau, the striking and protesting crowd stood irregularly on both sides of the road. Some gathered together to smoke, chat and gossip; some sat in the company cars and ate the boxed lunches distributed by the organizers; others threw the protest banners on the ground and played poker in groups of three or five.
In short, the overall atmosphere of this strike seems to be very lively, but if you look closely, it is not difficult to find that this is just a mob.
The reason why these 400 workers came here was either because they were the leaders of the organization and had absolute interests with the four companies of Su, Liu, Bai and Kong, or they were ordinary workers who wanted to earn the generous suspension subsidies from the four companies. Anyway, the fundamental reason why everyone came together was still profit.
Looking around, there are very few workers among the more than 400 who can really read the protest signs seriously and truly understand the harm that industry monopoly brings to the lower classes. This is the sad and ironic part. The lower classes have a hard life and the workers are already very tired. They care more about immediate benefits, which is more practical.
…
Lu Feng's business car was parked at the corner of the street. He sat in the car, smoking a cigarette and squinting at the striking crowd. It was very quiet.
Outside the crowd, three men in police uniforms walked slowly to the side of the business car. The leader, wearing sunglasses, waved towards the car.
These three people are from the Zhanan District Police Department. They were sent by the department in the morning to maintain order.
The car window rolled down, and Lu Feng smiled and greeted the leading police officer: "Haha, Ermao, come on, get in the car and talk."
"How come our Changqing Company is such a big company, but it was taken over by four small companies? What happened, Brother Feng?" The leading police chief did not get into the car, but asked with his hands behind his back and a smile.
"A bunch of peasants, stinky baggage carriers, who believe everything they hear. When someone takes the lead, they just follow suit, haha." Lu Feng replied with disdain, "I'm sorry to cause trouble for your police department."
"It's not a big deal for us. Even if we don't work here, we still have to stay in the office."
"Come on, don't stand there, let's get in the car and talk." Lu Feng pulled open the door of the business car.
"You two go back first. I'll go upstairs and talk to Brother Feng." The leading police chief instructed his colleagues behind him, bent down and got into the car.
"Brother, it's unreasonable to ask you to come here to maintain order for no reason." Lu Feng crossed his legs and said to the policeman, "I'll set up a table at Jufu Hotel at 8 o'clock tonight. There's money and women. You can call all your friends and we'll get together."
The sheriff smiled when he heard this: "That's not why I came to you."
"Hey, friends are friends, rules are rules, I can't cause you trouble for nothing." Lu Feng waved his hand and said, "I will definitely come."
"Haha, OK." The police chief replied contentedly, and also gave an appropriate reminder: "Brother Feng, let me give you a tip. If the management committee can't bear the pressure, there will be no other way. The police department and the superintendent will have to take the lead in mediating this matter. The higher-ups can't let them make such a fuss every day. Do you understand what I mean?"
Lu Feng was stunned for a moment: "Don't worry, the company will quickly resolve this strike dispute and won't trouble you for too long."
"Well, that's fine." The sheriff nodded.
While the two were chatting, the crowd outside the management office suddenly became excited, and several leaders shouted, "Changqing Company illegally monopolized the sanitation industry and exploited grassroots workers. The management committee must give an explanation!"
"Give me an explanation!!"
“…!”
Shouts continued to rise. Lu Feng looked up, pointed at the crowd and asked the sheriff with a smile, "Do these peasants know what they are saying? Why are they just following suit?!"
"They know nothing. They're content with thirty bucks a day," the sheriff replied.
As soon as he finished speaking, the sturdy man who was sent off by Lu Feng got on the passenger seat and nodded, saying, "Brother Feng, I remember everything."
"Okay, let these idiots make a fuss, it will be over soon, haha." Lu Feng's words were full of contempt and disdain for the workers, and this emotion was very strange. Because Lu Feng himself was also a grassroots person, his .asxs. was not much higher than these workers. It stands to reason that he should have a sense of empathy when he saw these people, but now he looked down on them from the bottom of his heart.
Changqing Company would rather spend a lot of money to arrange legal relations and move up in management, but is unwilling to pay the grassroots workers an extra dollar. This is very similar to the grassroots real estate tycoons 30 years ago who would rather spend money to settle disputes than pay the wages owed to migrant workers.
So sometimes, discrimination among people of the same class may be even more tragic.
…
Inside the Su family compound.
After lunch, Su Tianyu found Su Tiannan who was about to go out and said, "Brother, I have something else to tell you."
"What's the matter?" Su Tiannan asked.
"Didn't you look for Wang Daolin from the Municipal Police Department before?"
"Yes, I gave him 50,000 yuan to help your second uncle with his case." Su Tiannan nodded.
"Wang Daolin is the director of the Criminal Investigation Department, right?" Su Tianyu asked in detail.
"How do you know?" Su Tiannan was a little surprised.
"You mentioned him when you were chatting. I asked my third sister and checked on the Internet and found out some information about him." Su Tianyu replied softly, "Brother, if you have nothing to do these days, invite him out for tea and get together, but don't mention my second uncle's case."
"Why?"
"… Second Uncle figured it out. It's useless for Changqing Company to compromise. In the end, the police department still has to give the nod." Su Tianyu said clearly, "It won't hurt to make more friends now."
Su Tiannan fell into deep thought.
"Let's lay the groundwork now so that we can talk about it later."
"Okay, I understand." Su Tiannan nodded heavily: "What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to the cargo yard." Su Tianyu replied truthfully.
"Be careful. Lu Feng will not let it go after suffering a loss." Su Tiannan warned, "Ask more family members to go with you."
"Okay, I understand."
"Um."
After the two brothers finished their discussion, they left.
…
In the afternoon, Su Tianyu walked around his own garbage dump for a few times, and walked around to understand the operation process of this industry. But he found that there was basically no threshold for this business. Apart from hard work, there was no other technical things. From garbage collection, to centralized classification, to the final processing, 80% of the work must be done by manpower, which is why it is not difficult to understand why the competition in this business is so fierce. Because the market is very fixed, there is no room for expansion except for annexation and seizure. In addition, the threshold is low, so the infighting in the industry is naturally very serious.
Around five o'clock in the evening, Su Tianbei, who was injured, dragged more than a hundred striking workers back from the district and prepared to cook and eat in the factory.
This strike protest not only requires workers to "go to and from get off work" at regular times and locations, but also provides money and meals, and even provides transportation for pick-up and drop-off. This management model has set a new benchmark for the "service industry."
In the office of the garbage dump, Su Tianyu was about to step out when his second brother Tianbei pushed the door open and walked in: "Let's go, it's time for dinner."
"Let's go. I'm hungry too." Su Tianyu walked over and asked with a smile, "How was your day?"
"We went there with more than 400 people and shouted for a whole day, but we only met a few small leaders from the Environmental Sanitation Management Bureau. We didn't see any big shots at all." Su Tianbei replied softly: "More than a dozen people from the Police Bureau also went there and talked to the leaders of several of our companies several times. Damn, their words were full of threats."
"Hehe." Su Tianyu smiled and said nothing.
"Xiao Yu, will this really work?" Su Tianbei whispered, "Not only do we have to pay extra work stoppage allowances every day, but we also have to provide food and pick up and drop off people. The daily expenses are quite high. I'm afraid that in the end our family will be out of money and the problem will not be solved, then we will end up with nothing."
"You're so anxious. The Management Committee, the Police Department, and Changqing Company are even more anxious than you!" Su Tianyu replied with a smile, "Believe me, there will be results in a few days. Let's go and have dinner."
"Okay, let's go!"
The two walked and talked, and left the main building and went to the cafeteria downstairs. Su Tianyu looked at the full tables inside and outside the house and said with a smile: "It's quite lively."
"Usually there aren't so many people when we cook, and the cafeteria is full. Let's go to the small house to eat." Su Tianbei and his brother were about to enter the cafeteria's small kitchen through the side door.
“Bang!”
Just as Su Tianyu was about to step into the door, he was suddenly bounced back.
At the entrance of the small kitchen, a young man who was over 1.90 meters tall and had a very strong build spoke in a simple and honest voice, stuttering, "Who... who? Who bumped into my crotch?"
Su Tianyu was knocked back two steps, looked up, and saw that the young man had dark skin, greasy hair, and was wearing dirty blue work clothes. He looked very sloppy: "Sorry, brother!"
"You...you better watch out when you walk. I almost dropped the vegetable bowl on your head." Black Iron Tower replied in a naive manner.
"The light in the inner room is dim, and I didn't see you. Come, you go first." Su Tianyu made way.
"I'll deliver the food." Heitaita carried the huge bowl of food on his shoulder and continued to walk out.
At this time, the third sister who was preparing the meal suddenly called out, "Nobita, come to the small kitchen to eat later. There are a lot of dishes here."
"Hey, okay, Third Sister!" Heitieta walked briskly, replied with a smile on his face, and walked outside the house with the vegetables in his hand towards the workers' area where they were preparing to cook.
Su Tianyu noticed that this person spoke a little strangely and his image was too eye-catching, so he immediately asked Tianbei, "Who is this?"
"Wu Shixiong, our worker."
"I think he's... a little...?"
"Well, he is born mentally retarded, and his brain is not very... bright." Su Tianbei replied casually.
“… How dare you hire someone like this? What if something goes wrong?!”
"What can go wrong? In this line of work, do you expect to hire college students? As long as they have hands and feet and can do the work, that's fine."
The two chatted and walked into the cafeteria's small kitchen.
At night, after the Su family finished cooking, most of the workers left. Su Tianbei stretched his neck and shouted to the remaining people: "Is there anyone willing to work the night shift? Thirty yuan a night."
Hearing this, Black Iron Tower was the first to raise his hand: "I do!"
…
In this way, two days passed and the strike continued, but Changqing Company and the upper management still did not come up with a solution or attitude to solve the problem.
At the Kong family in Zhannan, a man in his thirties sat on the sofa and asked Kong Zhenghui, "Will it be effective if the Su family takes the lead in doing this?"
"I will!" Kong Zhenghui said with his hands behind his back, "Just continue to contact the media in the city."
"Why do I think you have more confidence than the Su family?"
"The new kid from the Su family is quite interesting. He stabbed Lu Feng, but brought our four families together." Kong Zhenghui said lightly, "This is good."
"I went to the protest site these few days, and I found that the Su family cares a lot about the workers. Not only do they provide food, but they also pick them up and drop them off. Should we do the same?" the man asked.
Kong Zhenghui frowned: "No need."
"Okay!" the man nodded.
…
Around five o'clock in the evening on Saturday, the workers who were striking and protesting in front of the management committee had gradually dispersed, and Su Tianbei had already taken his workers back to the factory.
“Squeak!”
Lu Feng's business car stopped in an alley, turned his head and looked at the five men in flowered shirts and said, "Go ahead, after you're done, I'll invite you to tear your pants off at City of Dreams."