Heaven's Formula

It's just that when he asked why, Philip avoided talking about it, saying that he didn't need to know for the time being, he just needed to understand that she was a card in the boss's hand.

This really puzzled Gore.

It can only be said that it is very weird that a low-level catwoman has neither status nor financial resources, but she can still be favored by the boss.

Not being able to take Momola under the knife made him feel angry.But Gore also knows that this kind of "tolerance" is not without bottom line. It is the manager's face that takes the lead in protesting, and the boss will naturally not care about it. Indifferent.

Unfortunately, I thought I could find something different today, but in the end it was just a misunderstanding.

But his vision is unmistakable, so what should be punished must be punished - anyway, these hired workers will die sooner or later, it is better to have some fun for him before they die, so that they are more valuable.

As for Momola, Gore believed that the other party would show his feet one day and fall into his hands.

……

The sun sinks into the Sea of ​​Tranquility little by little.

The fiery red afterglow makes the sky seem to be burning, and the underlying clouds are its embers.

Horn stumbled back to the shed, but before the curtain was lifted, a cheerful figure greeted him, "Brother, you're back!"

The other party was his younger sister, Mu Li.

She is also a half-beast, and her features are more obvious than her own. The curved horns almost cover the ears on both sides. With a long fluffy dark golden curly hair, she looks extremely cute - of course, only in her own eyes.

In shantytowns, long hair is undoubtedly an extremely inconvenient hairstyle, not only easy to get dirty, but also breeds all kinds of fleas and bugs, but my sister's does not.It's not that she is naturally clean, but that her hair grows too fast, and after two or three days of cutting it can return to its original shape, which saves the effort of taking care of it.

Therefore, one of his favorite things to do after work is to trim each other's hair.

This is also one of the meanings of his current life.

"Well... I got off work earlier today." Hejiao walked slowly into the shed and forced a smile.

"Then I'll start the fire and cook now."

"Yeah." He deliberately sat down against the edge of the shed, and there were bursts of stabbing pain from his back. "How much more can we eat?"

"Half a box of potatoes, three small cups of wheat, and two dried tendons left over from last month, it won't be a problem to last until the end of the month." Mu Li replied.

There was a burst of bitterness in Horn's heart.

It is indeed barely enough to eat...but it will be hard to say next month.

Thirty lashes are tolerable for a half-beast, and the deduction of five days' salary is the real killer - the reason why he does more than others is to use one person's salary to support two people, so when there is food When there is a gap, this problem will become more obvious.

"Why, will it be more difficult next month?" Maybe he was silent for too long, Mu Li turned around and asked with concern, "How about I also go to work in the factory?"

"No, you can't go!" Horn interrupted her without hesitation.No one knew his sister better than him—she was simple-minded and kind-hearted. It might be a good quality to be born in an ordinary family, but she was not suitable for a shanty town, let alone go to a factory.Once those supervisors got Mu Li's idea, she didn't know how to guard against it.

"Really...but I want to help my brother." Mu Li's voice was somewhat self-blaming, "I know that I am just a burden now..."

"No, as long as you live well, you won't be my brother's burden." Horn wanted to stand up to comfort the other party, but a sharp pain stopped his movement abruptly.

Not only that, the pain also drilled into his mind along the back——

If this continues, can the two of them really survive?

"Not being able to fill their stomachs and support themselves is not a problem unique to Lars and the others! Every employee in Baiguoyuan is like this, do you think this is fair!"

"Everyone has a family, and this is a fight for everyone!"

Momola's words seemed to echo in his ears again.

Looking up at Mu Li concentrating on her life, her horns clenched her fists.

"Mu Li." He called softly.

"Ok?"

"Save a copy of the prepared dinner for me. I suddenly remembered that there is something I haven't finished. I will eat this meal when I come back."

Chapter 535 It's an Extraordinary Means

In the evening, more than 30 employees had gathered in the center of the open space in the north shed, most of them were from the production team, and two representatives from the packaging team were recruited, and finally only the workers from the moving team were left.

"Is there anyone coming from them?"

"I don't know...Momora said to wait."

"The number of porters is the largest in Baiguoyuan. If they don't come, it's basically hopeless, right?"

There was a lot of discussion among the people, and the scene seemed a little noisy for a while.

"How about... let's forget about it." Mollier walked to Momoola who was sitting cross-legged on the iron bucket, and said with concern, "I am already very grateful for what you have done for us. .If you stop now, everyone will not be affected in any way, and you can continue to work in Baiguoyuan..."

"Then continue to be their slaves and be at their mercy?" Momola looked at him. "I used to think that it was enough to keep everyone's jobs, and the protest was for this purpose. But talk to that Easterner Afterwards, I realized that what I thought was really naive.”

"how come……"

"The struggle must be based on the corresponding strength. We have nothing of our own. The only thing left that can be used as a bargaining chip is these hands." She opened her palm, and there were distinct callus marks on the knuckles, "Because of this , we must gather enough people to gain the strength to compete with the factory."

Having said that, Momola patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, this step has to be taken, so why not choose to take it earlier?"

"You think it is simple." Suddenly a different voice interjected, "Not everyone has this courage."

There was an instant pause in the discussion.

Momola followed the reputation, and the speaker was the horn.

"You're finally here." She grinned.

"You have been waiting for me?" The other party raised his eyebrows.

"Well, because I guess you will definitely agree—those who dare to support their families on their own have never lacked courage." Momola jumped off the iron bucket, clapped her hands and said, "Everyone, our people have arrived Qi, let’s discuss the specific arrangements for the strike now!”

"Everyone already knows the basic situation. Tomorrow, a batch of ships loaded with drunken fruits will arrive at the harbor. We can load and unload them as usual and send the fruits to the factory area. The strike will officially start the next day to fight against the unfair treatment of Baiguoyuan! There are three main demands: first, the managers and others admit their mistakes and take back all the previous punishment decisions. Second, they need to improve the treatment, increase the monthly salary of employees, at least meet the supervisor’s standard, and no more defaults will occur. Finally, abolish the supervisor Employers should manage themselves, and no longer abuse harmful punishments including caning!"

Momola said the words she had held back for a long time, and an indescribable joy surged in her heart.

Some of these ideas come from Ambassador Xia's suggestions, and some are her own thinking.

For example, in terms of salary increase, she roughly estimated that even if the salary of more than 600 people in the factory is doubled at the same time, compared with the shipment of Pagoda, it is only a drop in the bucket.From a rational point of view, these conditions are not difficult to achieve, but once the strike exceeds three days, the drunken fruit begins to rot, and the loss is far more than a little wage can be measured.

Others were also very emotional. If this matter can be accomplished, it is not an exaggeration to say that it will change their fate!

"It's better to count the number of people first." Jiaojiao said, "Massage Mora said that we need to get more than [-]% of the hired workers to paralyze Baiguoyuan. It's okay if everyone works together, but today I It was reported to Gore, saying that I had a secret conversation with the production team, which proved that the manager had a spy among the employees. So these [-]% must be relatively reliable."

"What?" The news made Catwoman blink in surprise, "Did he punish you?"

"It's just a little skin injury, it's not a problem." Jiaojiao didn't go into details, "The number of people I can win should be around [-]. They have all suffered from supervisors and hate them very much. Fighting for my rights, I believe they will be on my side."

"I estimate that it may be possible to pull five!"

"There are about 30 people here?"

"For the packaging group... about a hundred."

Everyone started counting, and the horns recorded them all with a charcoal pencil.

"You can read?" Momola asked curiously.

"I learned from an old hired worker, at least I know how many boxes of goods I have moved when moving." Horn shrugged.

"Old employee? Is there such a person in the moving team?"

"It happened before." The horn's voice suddenly became a little sad, "According to what he said, Baiguoyuan was still a small factory at that time, and it didn't treat employees so harshly. It wasn't until the boss was changed that the situation began to take a turn for the worse. "

"What about him now..." Catwoman hesitated, "Has he been fired?"

"Dead. His leg was broken by falling cargo while carrying it, but he couldn't heal it, and the wound rotted and died." The horn kept recording, "Do you know what he said to me before closing his eyes?"

Momola shook her head.

"Find a chance to get out of here, and don't try to fight the factory."

She raised her head slightly unexpectedly, "But you're still here."

"Because there was no one like you in his story at that time." Horn wrote the last number, "A total of 420 people."

"It's a little bit closer to [-]%..." someone murmured.

"This [-]% is just an approximation. I don't think there may be any difference between dozens of people and dozens of people."

"But our estimate is only a rough estimate." Jiaojiao pointed out without hesitation, "Who can guarantee that these people will firmly participate in the strike? If you consider the margin, the number of statistics should be [-]% It’s safe. Once someone can’t bear the pressure and falls to the factory, we may fall into a disadvantage in an instant.”

"This……"

The atmosphere in the shed was tense for a moment.

No one can deny that the situation that the horn said is very likely to happen.

"At this time, don't consider your personal wishes." Mrs. Karan, the representative of the packaging team, suddenly said.Since the packaging team requires more experience than physical strength, there will also be some old employees, such as this woman who is close to 35 years old.

"Ma'am, what do you mean..." Momola asked.For the opinions of the elders, she still attaches great importance to them.

"We can organize and directly seal off the shantytowns." The other party said bluntly, "As long as the remaining more than 100 people are all blocked in the sheds, wouldn't it mean that everyone is on our side?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Are those people forced to stay?"

"Will this be too... overbearing?"

"How can things be done without being overbearing!?" Mrs. Karan suddenly raised her voice, "The guys we are going to deal with are the most overbearing ones, and they won't reason with you! And we don't need any tough methods, Just surrounding the shantytowns is enough. Those hired workers who seem to disagree or dare not stand up to protest are just short-sighted and timid. Once we can negotiate successfully and they taste the real sweetness, they will definitely move closer to us immediately. Let’s come here. So I think that the first action can take extraordinary measures!”

Chapter 536 Relief Society

The strike everyone imagined was that all the workers hugged together sincerely to fight against the unfair treatment of the management of Baiguoyuan. However, Mrs. Karan said this, and the matter became a little strange again.

No matter what rhetoric is put on, coercion and voluntary are two different things.

"What do you think?" Horn asked Momola.

Immediately, everyone in the open space looked at Catwoman in unison.

After thinking hard for a while, Momola replied, "...I think it's feasible."

"Can you tell me why?"

"Ambassador Xia said that we are the weak side, so we should try our best to unite all forces that can be united. From another perspective, this sentence can also be interpreted as preventing the neutral faction from falling to the enemy's side." Momola While thinking, he said, "If we do nothing, we will allow the neutrals to become enemies. This is not a good thing. Besides, this kind of coercion cannot be compared with the coercion of factories - we will not hurt them, and at the same time They can enjoy every benefit they get back from the factory. For this group of people, at most, there is a little panic at the beginning."

After listening to Momola's words, the atmosphere at the scene gradually changed.

"Thinking about it this way, what Sister Cat said seems to make sense..."

"Yeah, it's only once anyway. If the benefits are taken and then passed on to the factory, they can't be counted as workers."

"That's right, we have more than 400 people anyway, we can't be stumped by those dozens of people, right?"

Horn nodded, looking at her with more approval, "Since this is the case, we can no longer plan operations in such a loose way. If we want more than 400 people to perform their duties and execute instructions in a unified way, we need Chiefs, organizers and rules and regulations."

"Isn't that like a factory?" Someone whispered.

"The system is not something unique to the factory!" The horns swept across the crowd, and the voice became a little louder, "Kingdoms, armies, lords... all rely on the system to strengthen themselves, because any time there is a unified organization. Scattered soldiers must be strong. If we really want to resist the factory, this is what we must do!"

"Then who will be the leader?"

"I choose Momola." The horn seemed to have thought of the answer to this question long ago.

"Eh... Me?" Catwoman subconsciously wagged her tail twice, "But I have neither experience nor seniority..."

"I also agree." Mrs. Karan nodded and said, "To be honest, if you rejected my proposal just now, I would directly choose to quit. Courage is the prerequisite for resistance, but enthusiasm alone will not accomplish anything."

"Miss Momola, please promise to come down, everyone in our production team is willing to stand by your side." Morlier shouted.

"Yes, everyone is willing to follow your command!"

"Momora! Momola!"

There were orderly and muffled shouts from the shed.

Momola looked around at the eyes of everyone and took a deep breath, "In this case, I am willing to take on this position for everyone."

Warm applause immediately resounded through the open space.

"Don't be in a hurry to celebrate," the horn said again, "Now that a leader has been elected, then our organization should also have a name."

"The organization of merchants is called the chamber of commerce, but the organization of hired workers is called the trade union?"

"The trade union... always sounds cold."

"And the purpose of the chamber of commerce is to make as much money as possible, right? It feels like a factory. I don't think it's good to name it after them."

"What about the Workers' Union?"

"There are more than 100 people who do not intend to join us."

"Just call it a strike meeting!"