When Mou 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 miserable. [Full text reading] It seems that Xiao Zhanfeng is right when he says that he has a "tough tongue and a soft bone".
"Get up and speak." Mou Tianxiong was a little disgusted. "South China also knows the sufferings of your sugar village workers. So Changdong asked me and you to make friends. Don't hurt each other."
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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 the words of Master Mou carefully. It seemed that this matter still needed to be discussed, so he answered carefully:
"You know how to be wise! Our tired workers used to make a living by living a day's work, and the water could not cover their feet. Now we have lost our livelihoods, and many of us have families. It is really difficult to make a living, so we have no choice but to accept sacrifices just to make ends meet. The money I received from Third Master Zhu was not due to any quarrel with South China.
He's pretty shrewd. Never mentioned that South China was so crowded that it closed its doors and workers lost their jobs. So as not to offend the other party.
Mou Tianxiong will remain silent and let's see how he goes on.
"As for the rumors outside that sugar mold workers are going to South China to cause trouble, that is something that never happens. I dare to pat my chest on this."
"Let's put it this way. There is a rumor out there that the masters at Sugar Village 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 only tried to ignore the 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. .”
These words were barely able to pass, but Mou Tianxiong had no intention of arguing with him about whether his words were right or wrong. In fact, there was no right or wrong in this matter.
"South China is partly responsible for why everyone in the Sugar Case is in this situation today. Changdong always laments this and says 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, will be paid 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 abrupt, but the meaning of these words was clear. South China is willing to let all unemployed sugar-cooking workers work in the factory. This is for everyone. Of course it's a great thing. At least the livelihoods of these hundreds of people are guaranteed, and I have an explanation for everyone.
But this matter is a good thing for everyone, but not necessarily for himself. Once everyone has entered the factory, what else will he, the leader, do? Naturally, all the benefits now are gone. Besides, he took more than two hundred taels of silver from Third Master Zhu, and now he has nothing to do with what he promised Third Master Zhu. Instead, he defected to South China. Wouldn't he be a standard "rebel"? South China is not easy to mess with, and Master Zhu is not easy to mess with either.
This time. I couldn't help but feel hesitant and hesitated to agree.
"What? Are you worried?" Mou Tianxiong saw the change in his expression and knew what he was thinking. Let’s not break it down yet. Let him come up with his plans.
"Mr. Mou, you Mingjian! This is of course a great blessing for our workers in the sugar industry. But Mr. Zhu San is so warm. 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
Mou Tianxiong laughed: "It's a joke. If you don't eat white rice from South China, you will eat moldy old rice from Haiyitang? Is there such a loyal person in the world?"
Lin Zhuang was in trouble and couldn't tell. Zhu: The money allocated to him by Master Zhu was not enough to feed everyone white rice. White rice porridge was still okay, but he had misappropriated more than half of it himself, so he could only buy the cheapest rotten old food. Meter recharge. Workers have opinions. He reasoned that Haiyitang gave him little money and could only make do so that people would not starve to death. Therefore, Zhu Sanye's status in the hearts of the workers is 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, so Mr. Zhu will not be able to explain it to him no matter what. Even if you don't want him to be good-looking, if you want him to spit out all his money, you can force him to death.
Lin Zhuang looked at Zhou Shizhai and then at Mou Tianxiong, rolling his eyes, unable to answer.
Just when he was hesitating and silent, he suddenly felt something bright in front of his eyes. Mou Tianxiong put the small box he brought with him today on the table and opened the lid: inside were rows of neatly stacked foreign money. Reveal. The clusters are brand new, the silver is shining, and there are also a bunch of scattered silver, a few. The "middle key" is estimated to be around a hundred taels. Needless to say, it is intended to be given to me.
"This is five hundred dollars" double column. "Yinyang," Mou Tianxiong said, "the total amount of silver is nearly four hundred taels." It can be regarded as the settlement allowance given to unemployed workers in South China. If the job recruitment is successful, I will give you another hundred taels as a personal gift. "
The amount spoken of is one thing, but the actual amount of money placed in front of one's eyes is another matter. Mou Tianxiong knows. Nothing can touch people's hearts like having real money delivered to them. These few hundred foreign dollars were specially prepared for this purpose. He was very patient and let Lin Zhuang think about it.
"You don't have to force anything." Kan Tianxiong said, "If you have any difficulties, you might as well speak up."
"Oh yes. It's Lin Zhuang who has just woken up from a dream.
After all, he had been in the martial arts world, so he suddenly said something else:
"Mr. Mou!" He put on a very sincere expression, "Please be considerate! Since I have been entrusted by the workers in Sugar Village, I have to find a way out for them properly. Now South China is willing to accept them. Good work. I’m very grateful. On behalf of my fellow workers, I’d like to thank your employer in advance!” He bowed to the ground and then changed the topic, “It’s just that I, the middle-aged person, have many difficulties. I don’t tell lies in front of real people. I wish you all the best.” There must be a certain explanation for the master, otherwise it will damage his face. I am a small fire worker. I can't afford it!"
"What's the problem? Just say it!" Mou 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 Xi's Temple tomorrow. Please continue with your permission."
"Oh, then what?" Mou Tianxiong was hesitant.
"Burning incense is just a scene. I'm trying to prevaricate Mr. Zhu's side so that he doesn't lose his temper. It's just a delay. Then I'll talk to the co-workers. When the time is right, I'll send someone to give the news. Guidong has arrived. It's time to send one or two capable people to recruit workers directly. "It's just," he said in a low voice. "I won't be able to survive in Xuwen since I'm young. Please give me some travel expenses from Guidong."
Lin Zhuang's words sounded comprehensive and reasonable. In fact, it is still a delaying strategy that uses two boats. His arithmetic is amazing! Burning incense and swearing to prevaricate Hai Yitang, like taking money from South China, clam, old, and Guang made an empty wish. Let me tell Mr. Zhu a little bit more: He said that South China is trying to "recruit" unemployed workers through recruitment. Zhu Sanye naturally had to spend money to calm down the situation. In this way, although sooner or later, there will be times when someone becomes a gangster, but if they get along for a while, when they really can't do it anymore, they just walk away.
Naturally, this trick could not be hidden from Mou Tianxiong.
"It is absolutely forbidden to burn incense and swear an oath." Kan Tianxiong immediately objected. Although burning incense and swearing an oath was a ritual, it was a clear statement by the workers of the sugar village that they were enemies of South China. From then on, South China used its power to bully others when it came to being tough, and when it came to being soft, it meant losing status and being extremely passive.
"If I'm not allowed to do it, I really can't explain it to Third Master Zhu. Please Guidong, please be considerate and give me a way out!"
Mou Tianxiong snorted: "Master Lin! I advise you to think carefully and don't think about the trick of stepping on two boats." He sneered. "We see the unemployed workers in the sugar village and want to give them a way out. Since you don't want to. If you want to bring people to burn incense and swear an oath, just go. South China won't stop you."
Lin Zhuang was worried. If Mou Tianxiong really walked away, things would be irreversible. Once a fight breaks out, he becomes Hai Yi Tang's pawn across the river. No matter who wins or loses in the end, whether he can get Mr. Zhu's care or not 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." Mou Tianxiong suddenly smiled and closed the silver box.
"I also know that your brother is running around outside, so I can tell you quickly." Mou Tianxiong said, "I just want to ask you for a word. Okay, or not?"
The foreign money that was wasted in vain has been put away, and it seems that all he needs to do is wait for a word from himself, and the matter will be settled. In such a situation, if you give up easily, you always feel that you can't bear it, so you replied without hesitation: "I will find a way. I will definitely get it done."
"Okay, have fun!" Mou 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 over, 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 cost of eating. Zhu Sanye also read the roster and knew that he had hundreds of people who could be used, so he was willing to give him money. This Mr. Zhan is said to be eligible for settling-in expenses, but in reality it is mostly based on how powerful he is. This needs to be revealed properly. In addition, as usual, there is a hidden deduction of 28% for any money such as salary, settling-in allowance, etc. to the person in charge. Lin Zhuang naturally knew. So he was very excited and hurriedly said:
"Yes, there is, but there is only one copy of the roster at the end, so I need to find someone to copy it."
"No problem," Mou 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 "Together we are one." Morality"
"This is the roster. It was made when I went to the county government to file a complaint," Lin Zhuang said. "The names were written by a ghostwriter, but I always had my fingerprints printed in front of me."
Looking at the book, it was greasy and dirty. When I opened it, it was as expected: there were rows of names. Behind each name are densely packed red fingerprints, and the city, map, and village where the individual's household registration is located is also written. Some names also include work types such as "cooking sugar and burning fire". It should be the real roster and not fake.
"A total of one hundred and seventy-four people. There are still more than twenty. The apprentices who have no place to go are not included in the book.
"Please wait for a moment, I will order someone to copy it." He said and handed the booklet to Xiao Zhanfeng next door. Let him copy it immediately.
Xiao Zhanfeng took the ink cartridge with him and started copying immediately. To avoid sitting around and getting bored. Kan Tianxiong simply asked someone to bring a few bottles of wine and seven or eight appetizers, and took Linzhuang to drink. She kept perfunctory with him, and even found out a lot about Mr. Zhu and Hai Yitang from his mouth.
The wine was finished and the roster was copied. Mou Tianxiong returned the booklet intact. explain:
"Go back and think about it. 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 was already talking without hesitation.
The business is done, there is no need to stop here. The three of them left Ai's house and went back to Dachang Mihang. Xiao Zhanfeng asked: "Is what Linzhuang said reliable?"
"Of course he is unreliable." Mou Tianxiong said, "But I still have an ambush waiting for him. He will see his colors as soon as he returns to the monk's 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."
"It's his life and death now. Can't he go back and think about it?" Mou Tianxiong was very sure, "I'm afraid he has lost interest in gambling."
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 give you a few taels of silver every month, and you can count on it." There is a solution."
"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."
Mou Tianxiong was right when he thought about it. He thought carefully.
"You can use this silver first." Kan Tianxiong saw that he was in embarrassment. Although he refused once yesterday, he still took out some scattered silver 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 say anything, but I also said what I said before. People just thought I was farting!"
"No one knows about this." Mou 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 should act righteously and stand upright. If there is something, there is something, and if there is nothing, there is nothing."
"Okay, then I won't force it." Mou Tianxiong couldn't help but have sincere admiration for this old intellectual.
"But your current situation. You are worried about food and clothing, so you can't disturb Aunt Liu every day."! ~!
