Chapter 691 [Chapter of the Fatal Game] One Hundred and Forty: The First Game (1)

【I call you mom!】

The next moment Margaret Fox heard such a "bad" insult, she didn't react for a moment, because most ethnic groups in the empire did not curse people like this.

He calmed down his heart that was beating wildly because he could not bear Chen Yan's will, and once again firmly thought in his head:

'Fox! Don't be nervous! The process is tortuous, but the future is bright! You are just hearing hallucinations because you are too nervous! There is nothing to be afraid of! All enemies are paper tigers! After this battle, you will have a real

Your own fairness and justice!'

Chen Yan listened to his voice and didn't know how to express his anger for a moment.

It was also during his moment of hesitation that the organizers of the parade had arrived outside the main entrance of the House of Representatives at the end of the square.

This behemoth with the ancient architectural style of Yanan City lay so quietly in the snowstorm, its dark outline looming in the snow. This sense of mystery kept most of the marchers away.

They are the ruled, and even if they choose to march, they always maintain awe of power in their hearts.

The organizers stayed at the foot of the steps in front of the House of Representatives, but did not go up the steps.

They know that their strength comes from the hundreds of thousands of people behind them, and once they leave the crowd, their strength will inevitably weaken.

There are not just a few of them. An organizer usually brings more than ten guys. These guys are obviously armed with live ammunition. Even compared with the armed forces of the House of Representatives, their simple protective gear and non-standard firearms look very different.

It was a bit ridiculous, but they still stood up and overcame most of their inner fears when facing enemies wearing heavy body armor.

Chen Yan felt a little relieved when he saw these people who stood up and felt the firm thoughts of most of them.

Opposite them were the representatives of the House of Representatives headed by Churchill Winston. They were almost armed to the teeth, especially Michael Heinrich, who wore three layers of body armor, making his whole body look extremely bloated.

, like a clown in a theater.

In comparison, Freeman Stafford looked much more normal. He was just wearing a normal cotton windbreaker, an ordinary-looking brown octagonal hat, and not even a body armor.

A long table and some chairs were moved between the two groups, and both parties took their seats one after another with vigilance.

People on both sides were somewhat nervous inside, but remained calm on the surface. Even though most of them had prepared what they wanted to say and thought about the benefits they wanted to gain, when they faced such a confrontation for the first time

, cannot avoid nervous emotions.

While observing the people on both sides, Chen Yan was surprised to find that there was someone he couldn't sense among the people present - Churchill Winston. The guy with this legendary name had not established a quantum relationship with Chen Yan.

Entanglement channel.

Chen Yan knew the identity information about Winston Churchill from other people's memories.

[In other words, this Winston Churchill did not obtain information through his mobile phone just now, so when I established the quantum entanglement channel through the downlink channel, I failed to establish it on him. 】

After a thought flashed through Chen Yan's mind, the meeting began with the marchers as the starting point.

"Our biggest demand is wages."

The speaker's name was Wei Ji, who was originally a worker in a steel factory.

As one of the toughest types of factories in industrial zones, steel plants require high labor intensity, low wages, and high casualty rates. The key is that they almost only require brute force and can be done by just one person, so the involution is extremely serious.

Such severe involution resulted in an unimaginable wage system. Even a skilled worker like Weggy could only receive 10 pence a day, which was at least 2 pence lower than skilled workers in other factories.

Among the entire group of marchers, the heavy labor workers represented by Weggie are the ones most eager to improve their wages.

"We need to have a minimum wage standard - a legally enforceable minimum wage standard - and once a factory violates such a wage standard, it will be sanctioned."

It was clear to Weegee and his companions that fairness could only be maintained through strict enforcement - one of the most valuable conditions they had drawn from the strike simulator.

"At least 20 pennies a day."

Weggie obviously felt guilty when he said this figure. For people like them who sell their labor, 20 pence a day is the salary that a skilled worker + assembly line leader can get.

The reason why they proposed this standard is because the results of countless runs in the simulator told them that negotiations with the House of Representatives are no different from bargaining by businessmen - they cannot tell their psychological bottom line at the beginning, which will cause the other party to

Bargain to the point where they can't accept it.

Weggie took out two documents from his arms.

One of them was a manuscript that he and his companions had discussed, and it looked crookedly mixed with various symbols, marks, and even the words of other ethnic groups.

The other was a thick stack of copied documents. The documents were soaked with sweat, so much so that when he handed them over, it caused Michael Heinrich to feel intense discomfort.

The marchers glared at Michael Heinrich as he dodged, but it was of no use to the latter.

Wei Ji pointed at the document awkwardly and said:

"That's the factory ledger we got before we came here."

He was very nervous because this was his first time talking to such a big person. Before, the highest-status person he had ever met was just the police sergeant of a certain street in the industrial area.

He was originally just a farmer from the countryside around Yanan City. He had never read a book before becoming a worker. After entering the factory, the most he came into contact with was machines. This kind of life experience created his closed personality. If it weren't for the strike,

Simulators and forums have enlightened him, and he may not even know how much salary he should receive.

Now, he has received enough knowledge, which allows him to understand the truth of the world and gives him the confidence to become an organizer.

Weage's thinking is simple: things must be as they are.

Workers have put in a lot of hard work and must receive a living wage. This is absolutely natural.

But when he faced adults for the first time - especially under dozens of beautiful gun barrels, the huge psychological pressure still made him so nervous that he was almost speechless.

Until a thought echoed in his mind, the tension was relieved.

[Calm down, Wei Ji, you can do it. You are fighting for your own interests, which is legitimate and just.]

This thought did not appear in the form of a sound - Chen Yan directly transmitted this "thought" through the quantum entanglement channel this time, so when the thought reached Wei Ji's mind, Wei Ji only thought that the thought was his own

idea.
Chapter completed!