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Chapter 280 I may have really overlooked your talent!

Chapter 280 I may have really overlooked your talent!

In the study, Ding Bangchang, who was working at his desk, did not raise his head. He was still focused on the documents in front of him, concentrating on it.

Unexpectedly, he poured a pot of water gently, put it on the stove, and then sat on the bamboo chair next to him.

Ding Bangchang remained speechless, as if he hadn't heard anything.

He was unpredictable and didn't move around. He just stared at the kettle on the stove without making a sound.

Isn’t Speaker Ding’s father even worthy of being a secretary? He saves a salary by using his bodyguard as a secretary. He thought to himself.

Seeing that the water was boiling, Mo Ke picked up the kettle and walked to the desk. Only then did Ding Bangchang come back to his senses from his work state. He reached out and placed an iron can filled with tea leaves in front of Mo Ke, and said with a smile:

"Take a break for ten minutes and let's chat. You can make tea."

Mozhi also smiled and nodded, and steadily brewed a pot of tea, giving full play to the physical advantages of the contractor, so that his body did not waver, his hands did not shake, and the water did not splash. He was full of the attitude of a good secretary.

After two cups of steaming tea were brewed, Unpredictable stretched out his hand to push a cup to the beardless Speaker. Only then did he see the document he had just processed in front of him. The title was - "Planning Rules for the Construction of Trade Unions in Hot Springs City."

Of course, Mozhi would not take the initiative to talk to his "employer" about the information he had peeked at. He was definitely not a qualified "secretary", so he stepped back and sat upright next to Ding Bangchang.

Unexpectedly, Speaker Ding was keenly aware of his gaze just now, and asked with a smile:

"Are you interested in this?"

Mo Zhi saw that he had been stabbed, pursed his lips, and shook his head like a rattle.

Ding Bangchang seemed to be interested in this topic and asked Mo Chou:

"Do you know about the union?"

“What do you think about unions?”

Unpredictable chuckled and replied:

“What do unions do?”

Ding Bangchang didn't know if he was pretending to be stupid because he saw through it. He explained to the young man opposite him very seriously:

"Trade unions, or labor federations, workers' federations. Simply put, they are social groups that are spontaneously organized for common interests."

"From a grassroots level, trade unions are mainly formed by workers in major factories. They are equivalent to electing representatives among workers and legally represent all workers working in hot spring factories."

"As for the responsibility of the Hot Spring City Union, of course it is to safeguard the interests of the working class and safeguard the various rewards that workers should receive after their labor. For example, the union can negotiate with employers on wages, working hours, working conditions, etc."

"The policy of establishing a workers' union is exactly what I am promoting! I want to do this well before leaving Hot Spring City!"

Chairman Ding's thinking is a bit advanced. Even the labor union has made unpredictable things. Hearing this, he was confused: the labor union is a group that protects the interests of workers, and as the deputy speaker of Hot Spring City, Ding Bangchang, isn't he a bourgeois?

Why would he want to implement the trade union system? Is he funding the enemy?

Mo Zhi picked up the teacup, took a sip, and asked without any change in expression:

"President Ding, do you have a factory in your name?"

Ding Bangchang nodded and said without hesitation: "Of course, I have a knitting factory and a clothing factory, haha. These are all left by my father and are also the main source of my income."

"Besides that, I also have a factory that produces backup batteries for cars."

It was indeed the factory owner. This was strange. The factory owner actually wanted to protect the interests of the workers. Mo Zhi was confused, but he couldn't ask, so he just nodded to Ding Bangchang.

“And the reason why we need to form a trade union”

Ding Bangchang said this, picked up the tea cup and took a sip slowly. After placing the tea cup on the table, he looked at Mo Zhi and said with a deep look:

"The current federation is undergoing an unprecedented change. More and more factories are appearing in various cities. In contrast, a large number of farmers have abandoned their original fields and chosen to flow into the cities and become workers."

"After all, one month's income in a factory is higher than a few months' income in farming!"

"As for the current situation, you should know that although there are more workers and higher incomes, their lives are still difficult. They do not have stable housing, and the high cost of urban living dwarfs their increased income. In order to have enough to eat,

In order to survive and stay in the city, many workers even have to work more than 18 hours a day, even all year round."

On a twenty-eight-hour planet, work is not just as simple as 996

Ding Bangchang continued:

"Also, as employees, they have almost no say. All factories fire workers at will. This means that workers' income is quite unstable. Once they lose their jobs, they lose their source of income."

"And more factories are endlessly squeezing the value created by workers and squeezing the factory's input costs. The working environment in many factories can almost be described as terrible. Many workers' bodies cannot even support working in the factory for a full year.

"

"Just like our southern district in Hot Spring City, you can see that many unemployed workers are no different from beggars! They lost their land, came to the city but could not get a job, and could only become homeless and streetwalkers.

"

"call"

Having said this, Ding Bangchang let out a long sigh:

"Therefore, the rights of workers need to be protected, and there needs to be an organization to defend their rights. This is why I want to establish a union in Hot Spring City."

When Niu B heard Ding Bangchang's description like this, he inexplicably remembered a few passages about Teacher Ma's thoughts in the middle school textbook.

“Better food, better clothing, and more property will not eliminate the subordination of wage-workers and their exploitation by the bourgeoisie—

"Factory owners increase workers' wages, shorten working hours, and reduce workers' labor intensity. This only alleviates the conflict with the working class and does not change the social nature of exploiting surplus value."

Haha, this is quite interesting. Mu Zhi held the teacup in both hands and asked Ding Bangchang:

"President Ding, as a factory owner and as the deputy speaker of Hot Spring City, why would you think of safeguarding the rights of workers?"

“If you do this, won’t your factory efficiency be reduced?”

Hearing this, Ding Bangchang waved his hand casually and chuckled:

"It's a loss, it's a loss. Anyway, I already have enough money to spend in my next life. What's the difference between a little more and a little less?"

"The cost of living for you and me, Sister Wan, is not high."

After speaking, he pointed to the study and then outside.

Indeed, Mo Zhi did not follow his finger to look, because he had seen the entire building. Ding Bangchang and Wanyun's home was not extravagant. Of course, this was based on their income level.

The ancients said that food and clothing make people think about sex. Without food and clothing, Ding Bangchang only asked for food and clothing, and he joked in his heart.

After Ding Bangchang said this, he seemed to be deep in thought. After more than ten seconds, he seemed to come back to his senses, looked at the teacup in front of him, and said slowly:

"Workers are also human beings, they also have pursuits in life, and they also hope to get more rewards for their hard work."

I'm impressed! This dad's thinking is indeed advanced. At least, it goes beyond the understanding of many people in Rodinia today, especially the factory owner class. Mo Zhi thought about it and said calmly:

"It is good for the workers that you set up a union. In my opinion, it is right."

"Oh!" Ding Bang often heard Mo Ke say this, nodded with a smile, and really looked at Mo Ke's eyes:

"You, a punisher, can actually understand these government and social matters."

Not all punishers are "sticks", especially the hidden time-travelers inside, who also received a complete nine-year compulsory education in their previous life. They complained silently, but their hearts moved and they said in a deep voice with a solemn expression:

"Yes, I think we must value workers! Not valuing workers is equivalent to neglecting your own life."

This sentence made Ding Bangchang a little stunned. He thought about it for a moment, but he couldn't understand what Mo Zhi said. He frowned and asked:

"How could it be related to my own life?"

Mo Zhi nodded seriously and said in a very formal tone:

"Because the working class is very powerful, and this power may exceed everyone's imagination!"

"If this group of people is pushed into a hurry, they may unite and revolutionize the lives of us people!"

After saying that, Mo Zhi pursed his lips, looked at the slightly surprised Ding Bangchang, and nodded again to express his approval of his opinion.

Dongcheng City.

After Krisna ended the chat, she thought about how to use her own divination to verify the various conjectures she just heard in the group chat.

Unfortunately, I couldn't come up with a suitable proposition in the end.

There is nothing she can do about it. Her "divination" gyroscope at this time has a very troublesome limitation, that is, it can only predict propositions whose subjects are "people", such as "Will Zhang San get married this year?" or "Li Si

Will die next year" and, "Wang Wu will fall in love with Zhao Liu next door."

As for "whether the Wisdom Order is the predecessor of Pandora", "what will happen to Pandora in the end", etc., propositions such as "non-human" subjects cannot be divined.

It seems that it still needs to be upgraded as soon as possible. After the upgrade, the contract ability will increase in function and power, and it may be possible to divine more content.

Krisna let out a long sigh, moved her cervical vertebrae, and looked around the still empty office. Her eyes finally fell on the stack of papers in front of her.

The paper is full of beautiful little characters, and the title at the top is——

Chapter 123, Yunlan Sect’s martial arts competition!

We have reached the climax of writing. If we have to write this part well and write out the passionate feeling, there will be no difficulty later. Krisna roughly considered the details and slowly started writing.

It is better to publish "Dou Po" first. As long as we have money, everything will be easy to say later.

Before following Ouyang Xingsheng to Hot Spring City, there are still three days left, so try to type and save as many manuscripts as possible.

Ouyang Ao has been living quite relaxedly these days.

Since handing over the list sent by "Heartmare" to General Manager Lu Ying, he has almost fulfilled his duties as a "supervisor" of the board of directors, asking about the progress of communication with the Awakened Ones every day.

The effect is very good!

Lu Ying changed her previous contempt for Ouyang Ao, and this time she took the initiative to come to the supervisor's office and reported the progress as excitedly as a subordinate:

"My Lord, the trip to Hot Spring City is okay. Ten contractor bodyguards will be on duty immediately, and I will lead the team myself!"

"In addition, the number of bodyguards contracted by the security company has increased threefold. It is foreseeable that in the near future, the income of this security company will at least increase several times."

Ouyang Ao was so proud.

Even the little maid next to him looked at him differently. The shy look in her eyes had changed and now contained a bit of admiration.

Today, Ouyang Ao is in a good mood as always, but he is a little anxious. He doesn't know when things will be done and when his personal income will be realized.

Do you want to give a hint to Lu Ying?

Ouyang Ao is very worried that the other party will not give him any money when the time comes.

He thought about this issue for several hours until——

Lu Ying knocked on the door of the supervisor's office.

What surprised Ouyang Ao was that after opening the door, General Manager Lu Ying stepped aside and bowed slightly in a very respectful manner, waiting for the big shot at the door to enter.

Ouyang Yao, a provincial gentleman with a somewhat square face and the father of "Mr. World"!

Dad actually arrived in person!

Ouyang Ao suddenly jumped up from his chair:

"Dad, why are you here?"

Ouyang Yao looked at his son lovingly with a smile:

"Stop stopping by to see you!"

Ouyang Ao smiled broadly.

However, Ouyang Xingsheng glanced at Lu Ying next to him, his eyes suddenly became deep, and he said slowly with a smile:

"I heard from Lu Ying that you did a very good job, beyond all of our expectations!"

Ouyang Ao nodded repeatedly, pretending to be indifferent: "I worked very hard!"

Ouyang Yao sat directly on the sofa, looked Ouyang Ao up and down, and said with a smile:

"I'm very confused, where did your list come from?"

Ouyang Ao suddenly swallowed and spit.

Can I say it? Of course I can't. To tell the truth, "lunar eclipse" wouldn't be a lie.

However, it was difficult to make up other excuses for a while.

Ouyang Ao thought quickly and said half-truthfully: "Dad, I bribed someone from the Supervision Office! I asked him to get the list."

Ouyang Xingsheng's level, it is naturally difficult to ask every detail of his son's work. When he heard what he said, his eyes suddenly became a little deeper.

After looking back and forth for dozens of seconds, the provincial governor said:

"Not only are you hardworking, but you are also smart, and you are also bold in what you do."

This is a compliment!

Hearing what his father said, Ouyang Ao breathed a sigh of relief.

After a moment, Ouyang Ao showed a proud smile:

"Dad, I am very powerful!"

“It’s really awesome!”

"You have ignored my talent before! I am excellent!"

Ouyang Yao looked at his son in surprise, his eyes softening a lot.

After thinking about it, Ouyang Xingsheng said: "In three days, I am going to Hot Spring City, so you can come with me!"

The provincial governor smiled:

"This is a compliment to my excellent son! It's time to introduce you to more things, my good son!"

Ouyang Ao was slightly surprised.

Mr. Xinggang tapped his fingers on the table, slightly lost in thought.

"Son, you really surprised me. I may have really overlooked your talent."

Thanks to two old friends [Worst Wine] and [|Wandering] for the reward.

Thank you [Huo Yunmo] [qxpzl] [Shanzhai Liangpi] [Shishishishidongsi] [MayDay in April] [Look up to the sky without limit] [Qi Zi Cai] [Book Friends 20171128180350698] [Hao Lei] [The Worst Wine]

Monthly tickets for several people.


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