When Chen Tianxiong saw this ancient "worker leader" with a pale face, he felt a sense of contempt in his heart. He originally thought that this man could mobilize hundreds of workers and was still a figure, but he didn't expect that he would be so unworthy. It seems that Xiao Zhanfeng
It would be fair to say that he is "tough-tongued".
"Get up and talk." Chen Tianxiong was a little disgusted. "South China also knows the sufferings of your sugar shop workers. So I asked you and I to make friends, so that we don't hurt each other's harmony."
When Lin Zhuang heard that the other party's words meant that he would not take his life, he finally came to his senses and savored Master Chen's words carefully. It seemed that this matter still needed to be discussed, and he replied carefully:
"You old Mingjian! We, the workers in the sugar house, used to make a living by making a daily living, and the water could not cover our feet. Now we have lost our livelihood, and many of us have families. It is really difficult to make a living, so we have no choice but to accept food just to make ends meet.
I don’t have any quarrel with South China for taking Third Master Zhu’s money…”
He was quite shrewd and never mentioned that the sugar bars in South China were so crowded that the sugar bars were closed and the workers lost their jobs, so as not to offend the other party.
Chen Tianxiong remained silent, waiting to see how he would continue.
"As for the rumor outside that the sugar-lazy workers are going to South China to cause trouble, that is absolutely not the case. I dare to pat my chest on this."
"So, it is said that the masters in the Tangliao are going to burn incense and swear to attack South China. Is this a lie?"
"There are preparations for burning incense." Lin Zhuang knew that this matter could never be denied, so he had to play catch-up at key points, "But it's not like the legend! It's just to let everyone stick together to tide over the difficulties, not specifically to deal with South China.
"
The words were barely able to pass through, but Chen Tianxiong had no intention of arguing with him about whether his words were right or wrong - originally, there was no right or wrong in this matter.
"Southern China is partly responsible for why everyone in Tangliao has fallen into this situation. We often lament this and say I'm sorry for you! In order to make up for it, now we are willing to accept you to work in the factory, as long as
Anyone who can do something, regardless of gender, young or old, can earn a salary. Since you are the leader, I will make the decision for him. After the work is completed, I will give you a reward alone. What do you think?
These words were very clear, and Lin Zhuang still felt a sense of surprise, but the meaning of these words was clear. Huanan was willing to let all the unemployed sugar-cooking workers work in the factory. This was of course a great thing for everyone.
A great good thing, at least the livelihood of these hundreds of people is guaranteed, and I have an explanation to everyone.
But this matter is a good thing for everyone, but not necessarily for him. Once everyone enters the factory, what will he do as the leader? Naturally, all the benefits now will be gone. Besides, he has received many benefits from Mr. Zhu.
Later he took more than 200 taels of silver, but now he failed to do what he promised Third Master Zhu, and instead defected to South China. Isn't he a standard "rebel"? South China is not easy to mess with, and neither is Third Master Zhu.
At this point, I couldn't help but feel very hesitant and hesitated to agree.
"Why, do you have concerns?" Chen Tianxiong saw the change in his expression and knew what he was thinking, so he didn't tell him anything and let him come up with his plans.
"Mr. Chen, you are Mingjian! This is of course a great benefit to our sugar shop workers. But I wish Third Master Gudaorucheng, he has been helping everyone in the past two months, I'm afraid that if I go back and talk about it, everyone won't listen.
mine……"
Chen Tianxiong laughed: "It's a joke. You don't eat white rice from South China, but you want to eat moldy old rice from Haiyitang? Is there such a loyal person in the world?"
Lin Zhuang was in trouble. He couldn't use the money allocated to him by Mr. Zhu to feed everyone with white rice. White rice porridge was still okay, but he had misappropriated most of it himself, so he could only buy the cheapest rotten old food.
When the workers had objections, they reasoned that Haiyitang had given him too little money and could only make do so as not to starve to death. Therefore, Mr. Zhu’s status in the hearts of the workers was not necessarily high.
Now if I go back and talk to everyone, most of the workers will naturally be willing to go to South China. In this way, Mr. Zhu will never be able to explain it. Even if he is not good-looking, if he spits out all his money, he will be forced to live.
die.
Lin Zhuang looked at Zhou Shizhai, then at Chen Tianxiong, rolling his eyes, unable to answer.
Just when he was hesitating and silent, he suddenly felt something bright before his eyes - Chen Tianxiong put the small box he brought with him today on the table and lifted the lid: inside were rows of neatly folded foreign money.
Everything was exposed, clusters were brand new, the silver was shining, and there was also a pile of scattered silver and a few "ingots". It was estimated to be about a hundred and ten taels. Needless to say, it was intended to be given to me.
"This is 500 'double pillars' of silver," Chen Tianxiong said. "The total amount is nearly 400 taels. It can be regarded as the settlement allowance for unemployed workers in South China. It will be paid when the recruitment is completed, and I will give you another gift.
One hundred taels per person."
It's one thing to talk about the amount, but it's another thing to put the real money in front of you. Chen Tianxiong knows that nothing can touch people's hearts as much as real money in front of him. These few hundred foreign dollars
, specially prepared for this purpose. He was very patient and let Lin Zhuang think about it.
"You don't have to force everything." Chen Tianxiong said, "If you have any difficulties, you might as well speak up."
"Oh,...yes, yes..." Lin Zhuang woke up from a dream.
After all, he had been in the martial arts world, so he suddenly said something else:
"Mr. Chen!" He put on a very sincere expression, "Please be considerate! Since I have been entrusted by the workers of the Sugar Laboratories, I have to find a way out for them properly. Now South China is willing to accept them
Thank you very much for your work. On behalf of all my fellow workers, I would like to thank your employer in advance!" He bowed to the ground and then changed the subject, "It's just that I, a middle-aged person, have many difficulties. I don't tell lies in front of real people. I wish you all the best.
I have to give him a certain explanation, otherwise it will damage his face, and I, a small fire worker, cannot afford it!"
"If you have any difficulties, just tell me!" Chen Tianxiong guessed that he was trying to gain more personal benefits for himself.
"Yes, I just ask for your understanding," he said, "I will burn incense and swear an oath at Monk Zou Temple tomorrow, please continue with your permission..."
"Oh, then what?" Chen Tianxiong was hesitant.
"Burning incense is just for a scene, to prevaricate Mr. Zhu to prevent him from fussing. It's a delaying tactic. I will go and talk to the co-workers later. When the time is right, I will send someone to tell you that Guidong has arrived.
It's enough to send one or two capable people to recruit workers directly. But -" he whispered, "I won't be able to survive in Xuwen for a long time. I have to ask Guidong to reward me with some travel expenses..."
Lin Zhuang's words sounded comprehensive and reasonable. In fact, it was just a stalling strategy that tried to tread two boats. His plan was to burn incense and swear an oath to block Hai Yitang, and then he would receive the money from South China and make promises to South China.
It’s an empty wish. Let’s let Mr. Zhu know a little more: He said that South China is trying to “recruit” unemployed workers through recruitment. Mr. Zhu will naturally have to spend money to calm down the situation. Although sooner or later there will be gangsters, he can still get away with it.
It's just a matter of time, and when it really doesn't work anymore, I just walk away.
Naturally, Chen Tianxiong couldn't hide this trick.
"It is absolutely forbidden to burn incense and swear an oath." Chen Tianxiong immediately objected. Although burning incense and swearing an oath was a ritual, it was a clear statement by the sugar factory workers that they were enemies of South China. From then on, South China used its power to bully others if it was tough, and it was a loss of status if it was soft.
, extremely passive.
"If it's not accurate, I really can't explain it to Third Master Zhu. I ask Guidong to be considerate and give me a way out!"
Chen Tianxiong snorted: "Master Lin! I advise you to think carefully and don't think about the trick of stepping into two boats." He sneered, "We are just seeing the poor unemployed workers in the candy shop.
Give them a way to live. Since you don't want to, if you want to take people to burn incense and swear an oath, just go. South China won't stop you."
Lin Zhuang was anxious. If Chen Tianxiong really had to walk away, the matter would be irreversible. Once the fight started, he would become a pawn of Haiyi Hall. No matter who wins in the end, he can get Zhu San or not.
My care depends on his conscience.
"This, let's discuss it again! Let's discuss it again!"
"It doesn't matter whether we discuss it or not." Chen Tianxiong suddenly smiled and closed the cash box. "I also know that your brother is running around outside, so I can tell you frankly." Chen Tianxiong
Said, "I just want to ask you for a word. Is it OK or not?"
It was as if he had already put away the wasted foreign money, and it seemed that he was just waiting for a word from himself to settle the matter. In such a situation, giving up easily always felt "unbearable", so he replied without hesitation: "I
Come and think of a way. We will definitely accomplish this."
"Okay, have fun!" Chen Tianxiong knew that he had fallen into the trap, "We Dong said: Since we are recruiting workers, we must have a roster. Once you enter the factory, you will receive a settlement allowance. Of course, you will pay the settlement allowance.
It's been distributed, we won't ask. I just wonder if your brother can give me a list?"
Of course he has the roster. This is Linzhuang's capital for food. Mr. Zhu also read the roster and knew that he had hundreds of people to use, so he was willing to give him money. The name of Mr. Chen is calculated as a settlement fee.
, In fact, it mostly depends on how much strength he has. This should be shown properly. In addition, as usual, there is a hidden deduction of 28% for the money such as salary and settlement allowance. Linzhuang naturally knows this.
So he was very excited and hurriedly said:
"Yes, yes, but there is only one copy of the roster, so I have to find someone to copy it..."
"No problem," Chen Tianxiong answered simply, "I have Master Shuqi here."
"Okay," Lin Zhuang said, taking out a woolen blue cloth bag from his arms and opening it carefully. Inside was a tattered book protector with a rough-edged account book-like thing on it, which read "Togetherness"
One virtue".
"This is the roster. It was originally made when we complained to the county government," Lin Zhuang said. "The names were written by a ghostwriter, but each one was fingerprinted after."
Looking at the book, it was greasy and dirty. When I opened it, it was as expected: rows of names were listed. Behind each name were densely packed red fingerprints, and the city, map, and village where the individual's household registration was located was also written.
Some of the names also have job descriptions such as "cooking sugar" and "burning fires". It should be a real roster.
"There are one hundred and seventy-four people in total. There are still more than twenty apprentices who have no place to go and are not on the list."
"Please wait for a moment, I will order someone to copy it down." He said and handed the booklet to Xiao Zhanfeng next door and asked him to copy it down immediately.
Xiao Zhanfeng took the ink cartridge with him and started copying immediately. In order to avoid sitting around and getting bored, Chen Tianxiong simply asked someone to bring a few bottles of wine and seven or eight appetizers, and took Linzhuang to drink. He kept perfunctory and even ignored him.
I heard a lot about Mr. Zhu and Hai Yitang.
After the wine was finished, the roster was copied. Chen Tianxiong handed the roster back as it was and said:
"You go back and think about it carefully. I'll hear your news the day after tomorrow!" He said, pushing a fifty-tael ingot in front of him, "Take these fifty-taels first."
Lin Zhuang was overjoyed immediately, but he still wanted to be polite: "There is no such rule!"
"Rules are set by people, and my rules have always been like this. If you take these fifty taels of silver first, you will be more energetic in doing things for me."
"Easy to say, easy to say," Lin Zhuang said without hesitation.
The matter was done and there was no need to stay here. The three of them left Ai's house and returned to Dachang Mihang. Xiao Zhanfeng asked: "Is what Linzhuang said reliable?"
"Of course it's unreliable." Chen Tianxiong said, "But I still have an ambush waiting for him. He will see his colors as soon as he returns to Monk Zou Temple."
"What if he doesn't go back? You gave him fifty taels of silver, and I'm sure he will spend it here again."
"Now is his life and death. Shouldn't he go back and think about it?" Chen Tianxiong was very confident, "I'm afraid he will lose interest in gambling and prostitution."
He stopped and said: "Zhanfeng, I think you don't need to go home. You can live in South China. We just lack a clerk to deal with literary and ink work. I will develop a few taels of silver for you every month, and you can count on it."
There is a destination."
"Thank you for your trouble." Xiao Zhanfeng declined politely, "However, it's better for me to stay at ease now. It's more convenient for me to say and do anything."
Chen Tianxiong was right, and he thought carefully.
"You can use this silver first." Chen Tianxiong saw that he was really embarrassed. Although he refused once yesterday, he still took out some scattered silver coins and said, "I'll lend it to you!"
"No, no." Xiao Zhanfeng still shook his head, "I'm not being pretentious! Now is not the time to take your money! When the time comes to speak out, people say that I took your money. Not only can I not speak loudly, but I can't say what I said before.
, people just thought I was farting!"
"No one knows about this." Chen Tianxiong disagreed.
"Heaven knows and the earth knows, you know and I know, what is ignorance!" Xiao Zhanfeng said with emotion, "When a man is alive, he behaves righteously and stands upright. If there is something, there is something, and if there is nothing, there is nothing."
"Okay, then I won't force it." Chen Tianxiong couldn't help but have sincere admiration for this old intellectual.
"But in your current situation, where you are in need of food and clothing, you can't disturb Aunt Liu every day."