OBS Chapter 108: The Breakdown of Trust
Chapter 108: The Breakdown of Trust
Chapter 108: The Breakdown of Trust
At the factory gate, Mr. Lee mentioned Mr. Kwon's name and asked the workers sitting outside to clear the way for their "sworn defense of their homeland."
The car entered the gate, Li Zhenyu saw the head of the empty space.
The six teams I had sent were discussing something around the simple wooden tables in front of them.
Workers also gather in twos and threes, whispering what they know about each other.
This is the trouble with the factory, the workers are relatively familiar with each other, and if there is something hidden, they can tell when they talk to each other.
But the same information will also increase its credibility, and this is the second type.
In talking to each other, I was told that the commitment to everyone was the same.
First, half of the wages are paid, workers stop all activities such as strikes, resume production, and pay the rest when the economy improves.
"Chairman."
"Sir, it's ready. The escort is on its way."
Seeing Li Zhenyu nod, Xia Zhuxi walked to Right Yilong, "Chairman right, you can let the workers line up to prepare."
clatter
Without waiting for the right Yilong command, the workers who had long put their ears up crowded into two long queues.
There was some physical altercation, but no one yelled at it, let alone fought.
Instead, everyone had a big smile on their face, talking about what to do when they got paid.
Take the family to have a big dinner, pay the tuition fee for the child, give the son a new pair of shoes, take the mother to the hospital for a check-up.
beep
An armored truck pulls into the factory, quieting the noisy workers.
Then the second, then the third... Until all six cars stop at their designated spots.
Boxes full of cash were stacked neatly on the table, the top box open to the crowd.
"Wheezing ~ wheezing ~" the nose wings opened and closed, and the gas emitted made the air hot.
A million is different from a million.
Just say the number as if it were at hand.
But when someone puts cash in front of them, there's no room for anything else.
"Kim Joon-kwang... Sign here... Here's yours, $3.158 million."
The workers who get the money step aside and make sure the numbers are correct.
The people behind sign, take the money, count it.
Each time, the financials were accurate, and at first it was nothing.
But when there is a big difference in the amount, the employees will focus on each other.
Salary amounts are supposed to be kept secret to prevent resentment, and many large companies have policies prohibiting employees from inquiring about each other's salaries.
But now, the new company is making a big show of telling everyone how much they're getting paid.
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But everyone is curious about whether other people's wages are the same as their own.
If there is a difference, how much difference with yourself?
"The president." Kim Jong Shuo pointed to the left, where someone wanted to sneak away.
"Stop him." Li Zhenyu recognized the man who ran away.
That is a trade union leader, responsible for giving trouble to the management, but also Li Zhenyu most want to get rid of obstacles.
2,000 unemployed workers should be paid 2.26 billion yuan per month.
It takes 27.1 billion yuan a year to keep these wild dogs, and in order to keep them quiet and not hurt themselves, they have to privately comfort and appease their leaders from time to time.
To tell the truth is a bribe!
According to previous records, wages and miscellaneous expenses amounted to $36 billion a year.
Sometimes it's not enough...
This money could be thrown in the water, and it would sound like a non-concierge fish fry.
Jin Guangchang was punched to the ground, the strong man called Hao North came to Li Zhenyu.
Raised his hand to stop Kim Jong Soo and let him close to him.
"Show me, the proof." Hao North look cold, he did not have a good face.
Li Zhenyu smiled, indicating that the financial will get the record to him before, and there is a copy of the confession from Xu Xianzhong.
"Hao Bei." Those who are in shock, as if to find the backbone.
They do not want to acknowledge the reality in front of them, preferring to live in a false illusion of self-paralysis.
As if by doing so, I could hide my previous stupidity.
But in reality, it only makes them look more stupid.
"It's true." Hao North eyes disappointed will file in front of another employee.
"4.33 million, ah eight... Son of a bitch, he gets so much money every month, four times my salary."
Their hard work, get paid less than a quarter of each other.
"How can it be?"
"Show me, show me..."
"Is it really the case? Jin Guangchang, speak, West eight Lagu, dog, your conscience was eaten by the dog!"
Bang,
As the first man raised his fist, he hit Kim Gwang-chang.
The anger of all the people at the scene was also completely ignited, and a group of people rushed to the Jin Guangchang who fell to the ground, surrounded him, punching and kicking to release the blind anger in the heart.
Workers who find themselves so deceived lose their minds in the grip of exasperation.
Lee Zhenyu did not stop, but asked the payroll staff to leave the table and relocked the box of cash.
"Stop, stop..."
"Here's another one, saying if you've benefited as much as he has."
"No, boom."
The factory was in chaos and the situation was getting out of hand.
"BOSS, let's get out of here."
Waiting outside Pike, do not know when to appear beside him.
The swinging stick hidden in his waist was also activated by him, and he held it in his hand, looking forward with vigilance.
"Don't worry, the police will be here soon."
Lee was ready, and although he was good at fighting, he wasn't stupid enough to go head-to-head with the 2,000 people here today.
Dirt, dirt, dirt...
The sound of the sirens is very grave, it sounds like a ghost wind howling at night.
Soon, four police cars and two ambulances rushed in.
The police officer who got off the bus saw the situation in front of him and scratched his head in pain: "Hey Xiba, what is this called!"
"Captain, what to do?"
Pulling the brim of the hat, the captain smoked his head with the hat: "How to do, how to do, don't hurry up, Xi eight."
Two dozen police officers, batons in hand, moved hesitantly forward.
More than two thousand people gathered together how spectacular, a glance at all the people, the dark can not see the end.
Fortunately, very few of them are actually hands-on.
And they were workers, not gang members.
I have a natural reverence for the police and the law in my heart, and gradually calm down in the criticism and obstruction.
When the police pushed away the crowd and saw Kim lying on the ground.
His body has been covered with footprints, hands with his head limp lie on the ground and do not move.
Jin Guangchang was carried into an ambulance, and he was sent away with two trade union leaders of the same identity.
As for the others, they have long since disappeared.