The crystal processing factory does not have dinner until 21 o'clock, so that the workers can stay up all night. If they eat early, they will easily feel hungry.
Qin Jiandan led Ding Ling into the factory without anyone stopping him.
This is strange, the factory stores a lot of phlogiston crystals and is at risk of being robbed. Under normal circumstances, like the Polytechnic University, permanent city police are hired from outside to act as security guards.
If the foreman considered that the guards of the Night Dragon Society rented the staff dormitory, it would not be impossible to save money on hiring security guards, but he started working in the middle of the night and fell out with the guards...
Qin Jiandan thought of a possibility, that is, in order to retaliate against himself, Ding Chun had reached a cooperation with the Nianhui Olive Group in the container room opposite. After learning about this situation, the foreman thought that once the Yelonghui destroyed the factory, Olive Group would The group will block it.
Humph, you dare to cooperate with the Nian Society. This is not just a matter of squeezing workers. According to my master's standards, they should be killed.
The first half of the crystal processing plant is mainly composed of two assembly line conveyor belts. More than 40 workers sit on the outside of the conveyor belts, manually assembling the phlogiston crystals flowing in front of them into battery casings.
In order to dispel the drowsiness of the workers, the conveyor belt was painted blue, and the red phlogiston crystals transported on it were very dazzling. The air-conditioning ducts on the high ceiling are painted yellow, simulating the sunshine day and night under strong light.
Ding Ling was a little timid:
"I, this is my first time to go to such a deep place..."
The roar of the machine stopped, and only the large crystal cutting machine at the rear of the factory was parked. The less noisy conveyor belt continued to work. Even though it was dinner time, the workers who had not received their lunch boxes still could not stop their work.
Phlogiston crystal is a very special substance. Not only should we try to avoid using high technology when mining, but we should also rely on human labor when processing. Otherwise, it will lead to unexplained quality deterioration. The automobile factories around Stone City have basically been fully automated, but the crystal processing factory looks like a backward labor-intensive industry.
The phlogiston crystal on the conveyor belt is covered with a layer of cutting dust. Workers wearing heavy protective clothing need to wipe off the dust, carefully put the crystal into the plastic shell, and finally tighten it with a screwdriver.
The work process does not sound complicated, but the workload is huge. If you move a little slowly, you will miss the phlogiston crystal on the conveyor belt.
All workers are male. In order to save costs, crystal processing companies arrange work stations and protective clothing in a unified manner, and usually set up factories separately for men and women. Due to the huge body size difference, the Furui people face considerable discrimination in employment.
Workers are fixed to their workstations by electronic shackles, which is not only hard work but also devoid of dignity. Qin Jiandan heard that they only have one opportunity to use the toilet every two hours, and there are cameras in the toilet to monitor the whole process. Once the time limit is exceeded, workers will be urged to put up their pants.
In order to prevent overtime use of the toilet, most workers wear adult diapers under their protective clothing. Even so, money is often deducted, which is also called "happy donation". The workers, burdened with heavy mortgage loans and children's education, dare not resist and let the capitalists and thugs suck out their bones and marrow.
The low-quality lunch boxes were finally distributed, and the conveyor belt stopped completely, allowing the workers to take a moment to breathe.
The foreman ordered everyone to watch the replay of the last final of "Superman Arena" while eating. The picture that appeared on the big screen in the workshop attracted Qin Jiandan's attention.
"Superman Arena" is the most popular entertainment program around the Stone City. 10 contestants each with their own unique skills will fight to the death in complex terrain. The last person standing will receive A-level resident status and tens of millions of bonuses.
No matter what kind of felony the registered contestants commit, they will not be held accountable until the end of the competition. In history, there have been many notorious bounty criminals participating in "Superman Arena", and quite a few of them have successfully cleared their names after winning, and have become public officials. Inner city aristocracy.
It's just that most of the contestants have become the remnants of the strong men. In the recent competitions, the eldest son of the Ding family, "Ding Jinwei", won three consecutive championships. The audience suspected that there was a shady conspiracy, and his popularity dropped.
The replay of the final played on the big screen in the workshop showed the bloody scene in which Ding Jinwei used his superpower to force five muscular opponents to kneel to him. In the end, their knees broke and they knelt to death.
"Did you see that?" The foreman, who had already had a big meal in advance, said with a sinister smile:
"The eldest son of the Ding family can make the most vicious bounty criminal die like a dog without even moving a finger. This is the power of his superpower "Emperor's Pressure"! "
Qin Jiandan has been very interested in deciphering the principles of supernatural powers recently, and he couldn't help but watch the TV screen a few more times.
Ding Jinwei has a standard appearance from the Ding family. He is full of a sense of ancient remoteness that Nuwa did not create when she created humans. He can be summed up in one word as "ugly".
Ding Ling and Ding Chun are good-looking because their mother is a beautiful woman. The Ding family and the Luo family are as good as 97, and they belong to the famous ugly nobles in Huanshi City.
At this time, Ding Ling bravely said:
"Ding Jinwei once proposed to Mu Yue as the eldest son of the Ding family, but Mu Yue refused, and the two of them had nothing to do with each other after that..."
"What?" Qin Jiandan immediately became angry. "Who is he? How dare he propose in front of me?"
Ding Ling, who couldn't help but tell the gossip, shrank up and lowered the rabbit ears on his head:
"Mu, Mu Yue has never met him. The eldest son of the Ding family also asked his elders to propose marriage for him. This is just an unsuccessful political marriage. Young Master, please don't hit me..."
Huh, what kind of political marriage? Ding Jinwei must have had evil thoughts after seeing Mu Yue's big breasts in a magazine or TV show!
Looking at the video replay on TV, Ding Jinwei's personal information appeared in the lower right corner of the screen. Qin Jiandan discovered that this guy was at least 10 years older than Mu Yue.
hateful! You guys still want to "eat young grass"? You are old and ugly and still miss Mu Yue. I will beat you to death if I have a chance in the future!
The final video came to an end, and the foreman pressed the replay button to once again let the workers watch the scene of Ding Jinwei crushing the contestants:
"Hahaha, have you seen it? The power of the Ding family is at its peak, and the power of the eldest son of the Ding family is invincible! This factory is the property of the Ding family. Since the Ding family contracted it to me, I am the master here! If you resist me, you will only die. One piece!"
Qin Jiandan was almost furious: With my master here, a mere Ding Jinwei dares to call himself "invincible"? And compared with Alexander's time ability, which one is higher or lower is your "Emperor's Pressure" ability?
The foreman sits in the supervisory position between two rows of conveyor belts. There is a row of red buttons on the operating panel in front of him. As long as he presses them according to the serial number, he can use the electronic shackles to give electric shocks to the workers with the corresponding number.
There is only one company in Huanshi City, but it has many subordinate companies. These companies are all named as managers and factory directors by members of the three major families, and their actual operations are contracted to people like foremen.
This is no different from the spider web tunnel where the mine is contracted to slave owners. The workers on the ground just have a nicer name and are not as explicit as "mining slave workers".
Qin Jiandan feels that this kind of "optimization" in the name is very hypocritical. If you don't call them "slave workers" but call them "technicians", wouldn't the exploitation of you by the capitalists cease to exist? It's not called "fine" but "donation". Will you be happy when your due reward is deducted?
It's not that the foreman didn't notice Qin Jiandan and Ding Ling, he just deliberately ignored them and focused on improving the workers' eating efficiency and subsequent work efficiency.
Qin Jiandan took the initiative to walk towards the foreman's seat, and Ding Ling followed behind like a small animal.
"Why did the factory suddenly start working overtime all night? Who gave you the overtime order?"
Qin Jiandan stared down at the foreman, the red-edged dragon mark on his chest reflecting the dazzling metallic luster.
The foreman swallowed to moisten his throat, and then he bravely raised his head:
"Young master of the Night Dragon Club, you can't stop working in the factory, right? The tasks assigned by the superiors are urgent and the time is tight. If you don't meet the target, you will be punished. It's not like we didn't work overtime in the past, and it's not just for the Night Dragon Club. "
The foreman is a middle-aged man with a ferocious face. He wears goggles with red lenses on the bridge of his nose and has thick lips, like an ancient ape. His clothing is obviously different from the gray protective clothing of ordinary workers. It is a pair of blue technical cloth overalls + an orange gel top.
It seemed that Ding Chun had made some kind of guarantee to the foreman in advance. He was so bold that he even restarted the assembly line conveyor belt in advance while talking to Qin Jiandan:
"Keep working! If you don't finish your meal, you are slacking off. If you don't throw away your lunch box immediately, please donate 200 yuan to me!"
Qin Jiandan remembered which button was used to "start/stop" the assembly line. He sneered and said to the foreman:
"My little brother rents your workers' dormitory, and it is a breach of contract for you to make noise that affects their sleep. Stop the assembly line now and let the workers get off work!"
The foreman quibbled with sweat on his cheeks:
"There is only a verbal contract between me and the editor-in-chief for renting a dormitory, and it does not mention the noise issue. Moreover, the reason why the guards of the Night Dragon Society cannot sleep well is because of nightmares, which has nothing to do with our overtime work!"
Qin Jiandan once again confirmed that the foreman and Nian were secretly colluding. The fact that the boys were attacked by supernatural powers and had nightmares was not publicized everywhere. Logically speaking, the foreman would not know.
"You don't want to stop work, right?" Qin Jiandan walked towards the production line on the right side of the factory:
"If you have to work all night in such hot weather, even if the workers don't die suddenly, the production equipment will easily overheat and malfunction..."
The crystal processing factory has been in operation for some years, and many of the equipment are aging. The metal main shaft of the conveyor belt is exposed and is constantly rotating with dizzying gyroscopic patterns.
Qin Jiandan silently exhaled the black ice cold air with his fingertips and poured it accurately into the tiny cracks in the metal spindle. The instantaneous temperature difference immediately expanded the cracks into large cracks that affected the operation.
"Kacha kacha——"
Amidst the heart-wrenching sound of a malfunction, the production line on the right side of the factory was completely paralyzed. The workers had no work to do and all froze at their workstations. Someone took the opportunity to take a few bites of the meal they had not finished just now.
"What did you do!?"
The foreman angrily jumped down from the supervisory position and inspected the damage to the assembly line:
"You dare to destroy production equipment in the inner city? I want to call the police! The young master of the Night Dragon Society cannot go unpunished!"
Qin Jiandan spread his hands to show his innocence:
"Which of your eyes saw me destroying the production equipment? I didn't even touch your production equipment, right? If you don't believe it, just check the surveillance video."
The foreman was very angry. Qin Jiandan clearly used some strange internal power to paralyze the assembly line, but the camera could not capture the martial artist breathing out his energy, and there was no evidence at all.
After contracting the factory, the production equipment is equivalent to the private property of the foreman. Workers stop working because the equipment is paralyzed, and they are losing real money every second.
The foreman gritted his teeth and asked Ding Ling behind Qin Jiandan:
"Did you see it? This guy is destroying your mother's factory! Please give me evidence so I can call the police and arrest him!"
Ding Ling shook her head hastily. She did not dare to look directly into the foreman's eyes, so she could only look at the ceiling and put her hands behind her back:
"I, I didn't see anything. I'm just a harmless little rabbit. The young master wanted to visit my mother's factory, so I came with him. There was absolutely... absolutely no intention to cause any sabotage!"
