Hearing this voice, Agou not only didn't feel surprised, but felt even more tired.
It seems that the two strangers who used the heater in his house did not leave today.
Do you think I’m the same as you strangers who don’t need to eat? Agou rolled his eyes, took off his thick coat and put it aside. He rubbed his hands and ears that were unconscious from the cold outside, and said angrily: This is the rule of Night City. If you don't work hard, you will have no food. edible
The stranger he was talking to was sitting at a small square table made of scrap metal. It was once his desk and there were many engineering books on it, but now it has become the stranger's desk. On the desk, the other person was flipping through a book with a black cover that was about the size of a palm. Using the light from the desk, he could vaguely see the words "black magic" written on the cover.
It is indeed a book that magicians can read.
Agou thought in his heart.
Wu Ming didn't care about his resentful tone, and turned another page of the book in his hand: "Yeah, yeah, I worked exhaustingly for more than ten hours a day, and in the end I could barely make ends meet. Isn’t there anyone who stands up and fights for the eight-hour working hour system?
You are saying weird things again. Hearing what he said, Agou's expression became weird. The eight-hour working hour system and the weekend system were both cancers left over from the old world. Only anti-company and anti-human lunatics would support this system.
This is not his opinion, but the exact words written in history textbooks in general education.
It was during the period when Eternal Night had just fallen and Night City was established. The chairman asked the workers to extend their working hours and change the eight-hour working hour system to a twelve-hour working hour system. At that time, the workers were greatly criticized. In response to the backlash and resistance, they went on strike, protested and demonstrated to the company, and even clashed head-on with the security teams who maintained order many times. It was not until the chairman finally used iron-blooded means to enforce it.
Some people formed gangs and fled Night City, but many more were arrested and imprisoned, and food rations were punitively cut. It is said that during that period, there were many more prisoners living in prisons than workers working in factories and mines. The chairman even considered whether to renovate the prison and build a production factory in or next to the prison. , allowing prisoners to work nearby and contribute to Night City.
Now being able to work for sixteen hours is considered a blessing. Only those who work hard are good employees who are responsible for the chairman's duties. Thinking of this, Agou sighed: If you are unwilling to work, you are a lazy man and a bedbug in the Night City. Untouchables are not worthy of the chairman as an employee. It is also written in the textbooks. History will eventually prove how wise the chairman's various decisions were.
This is also recorded in the textbooks of general education. When the chairman of Night City pushed against all the opinions and implemented the twelve-hour working hour system, the effect was very obvious. The employees can eat food instead of soup, wear decent clothes instead of rags, and the tents, work sheds, and buildings with better thermal insulation properties that have been built in batches are even more important to the chairman of the board. Decision-making and the results of the joint efforts of engineers and workers.
So much so that in the subsequent sudden cooling waves, Night City was able to survive the cold waves with a large amount of reserves, instead of turning into an ice coffin covered with ice and snow like other settlements. This factor is also mixed. mixed in.
Now and then, I feel that you, young man, still need to improve your knowledge level. Don't just listen to the wind and rain. You must learn to analyze specific problems in detail. Don't be completely blind when looking at problems. You must also have your own thinking in it. Do you understand? ? Wu Ming smiled, tapped the bridge of his nose with his finger and spoke unhurriedly.
Could the situation then be the same as it is now? That was the most difficult time, when the race was about to become extinct and the fire of civilization was about to be extinguished. Once the City of Night fell, how could the eggs be intact under the overthrow of the nest? Who can survive in this environment of dozens of degrees below zero for a long time? So at that time, only by uniting as one and overcoming difficulties together would we be more likely to survive on the tundra.
In this case, I definitely agree to extend working hours, because this is a special period and should be treated in a special way. Otherwise, we can just hold hands and meet the white-bearded God in the sky, and then discuss the eight-hour work with him
Is the time limit and Sabbath rest reasonable?
So, stranger, do you also support the 16-hour working hour system? Agou was confused by what he said and tilted his head and asked.
fnndp! Wu Ming suddenly cursed, but there was no anger on his face. Instead, he smiled even happier for some reason. "You, don't want to make a big news and criticize me. These words reached the ears of the Sheriff." , if anything goes wrong, you have to be responsible.
Agou's eyelids were twitching wildly. Although he couldn't understand what the stranger was saying, he instinctively felt that he was saying something very dangerous: Stop, stop, stop! It’s better not to discuss this topic. I don’t know why when you say this, I always feel very dangerous.
At this point, he seemed to think of something, and he warned again: Also, don't argue with others about this topic outside, otherwise you will really be targeted by the Sheriff.
It's okay, the Sheriff can't talk to me. Wu Ming waved his hand nonchalantly, then lowered his head to read the book in his hand. If he couldn't tell, he would do it. If he couldn't fight, he would just do it. If he couldn't defeat him, he would run away and just run to call someone. It was really embarrassing, so they were thrown in by me. In the toxic and harmful trash can.
Seeing him like this, Agou muttered dissatisfiedly, but his expression changed in the next second, and his voice rose an octave: Wait a minute! ? what did you just say? !
Wu Ming flipped through the pages of the book nonchalantly and calmly recounted his experience this afternoon: The Sheriff couldn't talk to me, and then he tried to take action but I beat him up, and then called a group of Sheriffs. I thought that girls wanted the toxic and harmful garbage on the road, so I just put it into the special trash can with little effort.
Before he finished speaking, Agou rushed over like crazy and grabbed him by the collar: Did you have a conflict with the Sheriff? ! Do you know what you did!
Don't be so loud. Your sister is still reading and reviewing in the back room. Silly, Liz is also in there helping her with her homework. What should I do if I'm disturbing them?
Liz is Elizabeth's nickname. It was Lin Jiaojiao who first started calling her. Wu Ming has also been consciously correcting the way he calls her recently because he suddenly realized that it is very impolite to always call people silly. She is a girl. Although she is usually a bit naive and doesn't care much about being called, it is not good to be called like that all the time.
But after Agou heard these words, his body froze again, as if the impact of these words on him was far more shocking than the conflict between the stranger and the sheriff in front of him, and his face immediately turned pale. Eighty Degree Change: What? !
Little brother, please calm down. Wu Ming slowly swatted away the hands that were grabbing his collar, and he wasn't angry. I know what you're worried about. It's just that you're afraid that Liz's stupidity will make your sister stupid. Don't worry, according to my observation, now There has been no human-to-human transmission.
His words did not have any comforting effect, but made Agou even more excited. The anxiety and pressure he had accumulated for survival for a long time, together with all the things that happened during this period, finally exploded at this moment. Suppressed emotions. ..
Since his parents died in an accident, he has suffered a lot in order to survive in this city with his sister, but he has endured it silently.
You have to work harder and harder outside, show your value to others, and when you get home, you have to cheer up to face your sister Lina. In fact, even Agou himself didn't realize that his emotions and spirit had gone away. On the verge of collapse.
Wu Ming's move naturally triggered an emotional avalanche in him, causing his long-suppressed emotions to burst out instantly.
First he hurt my eyes, and then he stayed at my house all day long, either to provoke the sheriff or to disturb Lina’s study! What do you strangers want to do? ?
What do you want? ! What do you want me to do to let us go? !
My sister and I just want to survive. You go find someone else, please stop pestering me and Lina. Please stop pestering us. Please.
Once the emotion collapses, it means that the emotions that have been accumulated in the heart and never revealed to others will find a vent and be completely vented, from uncontrollable rage to hysterical howling.
Then he cried with grievance and vulnerability.
However, Wu Ming never reacted at all. He just stared at him calmly and listened quietly to the emotions he vented.
It wasn't until his throat became hoarse with the roar and his tears slowly stopped that Wu Ming slowly said: This is right, children should behave like children, loudly proclaim their opinions, and There's nothing wrong with showing your childishness.
dong dong dong
Agou opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but before he could say anything, there was a rhythmic knocking on the door, interrupting what he wanted to say.
Hello, I’m the Sheriff. Can I come in please?
Agou was startled: Uh.
This was just a symbolic consultation. Without waiting for Agou to answer, the Sheriff opened the door and walked into the room.
The Sheriff had a straight figure and wore a slim-fitting long uniform. He glanced at Agou who was running over with an indifferent expression: Agou, I have a sister named Lina. Her parents were engineers and they were exploring the wilderness a few days ago. Because my eyes were injured, I was temporarily exempted from the permission to go out to explore and hunt. Am I right?
Agou was stunned: How did you know?
This level of information should be accessible to any peace officer. Step aside and don't hinder the peace officer's handling of the case. After the indifferent Sheriff glanced at him, he stopped looking at him. Instead, he turned his attention to Wu Ming who was sitting at the table. Are you the foreigner who caused trouble this afternoon?
