Chapter 1239: Are they also a union?

"Come over here..."

"This is today's fried chicken and food stamps."

The union people were distributing fried chicken and food stamps to the workers participating in the protest today. In terms of how to make workers obedient, the workers' union was obviously ahead of the capitalists.

Or rather, the workers' union was more willing to make a meager investment in the working class, such as fried chicken, or some other things.

And those capitalists, they would rather change a worker who was willing to work than compromise for fifty cents.

This gave the union room to survive.

People began to line up and receive today's benefits from a hot cart.

A portion of fried chicken, the fried chicken didn't look very big, the kind produced by industrial chicken farms, at most fifty cents, then fried, seventy cents cost.

Then there was a food stamp with a face value of one dollar. This thing was the thing that was really valuable.

In the Federation, food stamps and money were equal, because these food stamps could indeed replace cash for payment in the process of purchasing food in supermarkets.

Everyone received fried chicken and food stamps from the staff and said thank you.

The vice president watched from afar. He was sitting in the car, opening the window.

The weather had become "cool" rather than cold. He was smoking while frowning at the temporary headquarters of the "Wanli Group" company across the street.

"They haven't had any moves for these few days?"

The vice president felt a bit incredible, "They should do some actions."

"Whether it's resistance or negotiation with us, they always have to have some reaction to our approach!"

Lan's silence not only didn't make him feel that his plan was successful, but instead had a somewhat bad illusion, as if it were... a quiet lake on the prairie, looking peaceful and calm, but actually full of murderous intent.

The assistant sitting next to him shook his head, "They didn't do anything, didn't find anyone to contact those workers, and no one contacted us."

The vice president flicked the cigarette ash somewhat irritably. Although organizing workers to strike and protest was their strength, this matter actually couldn't last for too long.

The union organizing large-scale protests and strikes was based on their judgment of the entire situation. You must know that protests and strikes needed "costs," and this cost was not low.

Just in terms of the "treatment" of these workers now, a fried chicken and a food stamp with a face value of one dollar, its cost was about one dollar and fifty cents. This money definitely wasn't paid by the workers themselves, it could only be paid by the union.

Just the construction workers' union had more than a thousand people signed up. Every day they spent more than 2,000 dollars in this regard. If they counted other workers from other industries who intended to join, this expense would only get bigger and bigger.

This was not caused by the workers being exploited and oppressed by capitalists and having to stand up to resist, causing labor relations tension. It was purely that this group of people wanted to get a share of benefits from Lan's New City project, so they pushed it.

So this expenditure was necessary. If they weren't willing to pay this money, the number of protesting workers would decrease a lot.

No one would make themselves tired for other people's things without any benefits.

Plus they had to contact the media, and had to contact some social figures to speak on their side. Before and after, it was only five days, and they had already spent more than 20,000 dollars, and the subsequent daily expenses would continue to surge.

They did this set with other capitalists, they didn't worry, because they could take back their investment with interest from other capitalists' hands.

Other capitalists couldn't afford to drag it out either. For example, those factory owners, the factory stopped production for one day, they faced one day's loss, and might even delay the construction period because of the strike, leading to huge order claims.

So as long as two or three days, the union expressed its attitude, the two sides would start to collude, and then talk about some conditions, and they could resume work in a week.

Unless it was a super strike organized under the leadership of the Labor Federation, involving all industries, and related to the super strike of the workers themselves, which could be maintained for a long time at low expenditure, otherwise, protests and strikes led by the union basically wouldn't last too long.

Everyone couldn't afford to drag it out, and the capital side couldn't afford to drag it out more than the union.

But this didn't necessarily apply to Lan.

"Wait two more days, until next Monday, if they still have no moves, arrange for someone to contact them first.", the vice president took another puff of his cigarette, flicked the cigarette butt to the ground, flicked it a few times, sparks shot out, and it soon went out.

His assistant noted this requirement, "I know."

Then the car started and disappeared into the night.

The workers waiting for fried chicken and food stamps on the side of the road just glanced from afar and took back their gaze.

These walking people, and those driving, and those sitting in cars, were not people of the same world.

Perhaps sometimes they would yearn for that kind of life, but each of them knew very well that that kind of life could only appear in their dreams.

The next morning, the president of the state construction workers' union was still in his sleep when the harsh phone ringing woke him up.

The president was already over sixty years old. Actually, to say how keen he was on this competition with Wanli Group, it was not necessarily.

According to the average life expectancy of the Federation, he was clearly over the average value. This meant that he had a still healthy body compared to his peers, but conversely, it also meant that he was getting closer and closer to the terminal station of life.

These two years might be the last time he was in this position. Before leaving, if he could gain a layer of guarantee for his future life, then he was willing.

The medical technology of the Federation developed very fast. For example, organ transplantation, which was still a blank a few years ago, had now become very mature.

I heard that some top laboratories were doing some more exciting medical technology projects, which could make people's life expectancy obtain a huge improvement.

But all this had a premise, not only to have social status, but also to have money.

Social status... he could be considered to have it. The president of the state workers' union also had interpersonal relationships in the general union, and had many friends in the Labor Federation.

If he really needed these, entrusting these relationships would definitely be able to find the truth of the matter.

But besides social status, there was another thing that was very important, and that was money. Now an organ transplant surgery started at tens of thousands, and some complex ones might take more than 100,000.

He couldn't guarantee that in a few years, ten years, his "parts" would still be intact and didn't need to be replaced.

Nor could he guarantee that his family's "parts" wouldn't need to be replaced for a lifetime, so if he could still make a big profit now, then he was willing.

This was also the reason why he gave power to the vice president to "make trouble." If it was made, there would definitely be a part of him.

The total investment of the New City project was 200 million, which was a rumor outside. They also saw a part of the project. He and the vice president both believed that 200 million was definitely not the investment for the entire project to fully land, far from enough. This project might take 500 million, 1 billion, or even more!

If they could occupy a certain profit in this, even if it was one-thousandth, it was a benefit of millions!

Not to mention millions, having hundreds of thousands in his hands, the remaining days would be better, and if this money was not dead money, but living money that could come continuously, that would be even better!

He just had such a dream, that Lan White failed in their confrontation and was willing to take out a part of the benefits as an exchange to let them quiet down.

He changed to a new villa, changed to a new car, and married a little girl who was only as old as his great-granddaughter. Everything seemed to be in the Kingdom of Heaven!

Then, the phone ringing in the sky made him have to open his eyes and wake up from this wonderful dream.

"Egg!", he patted his cheek, sighed at the bedside, turned his head to look at the continuously ringing phone, and picked it up.

"It's me."

The vice president's voice came from the receiver, somewhat panicked, "Have you read the news this morning?"

The president subconsciously looked up at the wall clock. It was already almost nine o'clock.

"Shit, I slept in, the alarm clock didn't seem to work!", he said, put on his coat and got out of bed.

Actually, the alarm clock worked, but he turned off the alarm clock in a daze. He didn't have that much work to do.

The vice president's desire for power was very strong. If he was still at a prime age, the vice president would be a threat to him.

Now he could retire at any time. The vice president's desire for power was not a burden to him, but a good thing. This allowed him not to handle so much work, and at the same time, the benefits would not be less for him.

So he often slept in, and sleeping in made him feel that his body was much better.

"Wait for me to look at the phone, and then I'll reply to you."

The vice president originally intended to tell him the content of the newspaper directly, but thought about it, and let him see it himself, "Call me as soon as possible, I'm in the office."

The president walked to the restaurant with big strides. His daughter had already prepared breakfast for him and was watching TV on the side, a rebroadcast of the content of the midnight show last night.

The Deruixi TV station was also established last year, but there was no original content. Basically, they bought content shot by other TV stations and brought it back to play. The same TV series would be played three times a day.

Played once in the morning, once in the afternoon, and once in the evening.

Through a rolling method, let there be TV content to watch every day.

I heard that the TV station in New Jincheng was the best in the Federation. Many local TV stations bought the broadcasting rights of the works they produced, including Deruixi.

The president glanced at his middle-aged woman daughter who was like a water bucket, sighed that time ruthlessly took away his little angel, and then came to the dining table to eat breakfast while picking up the newspaper to read.

"Morning Reading Newspaper", this was the most authoritative newspaper in the local area. He saw the thing the vice president wanted him to see in the headline on the front page—

"Who is the real one?"

Who is the real one?

What is the real one?

He continued to read down. The first half of the report introduced the construction workers' protest activities that had been making a lot of noise in Deruixi recently, introduced the background of this protest, and their demands.

These contents had no problems, but immediately after, content that made the president unable to eat breakfast appeared in the middle of the report.

"... Yesterday, our reporter contacted the Wanli Group spokesperson and obtained a very important piece of news from their spokesperson."

"People have always misinterpreted the meaning of 'labor service company'. This is not a business company for profit. It is actually a non-profit non-governmental organization, equivalent to a workers' union."

"But it is not the popular industry workers' union now, for example, the construction workers' union, which is full of construction workers."

"Or the automobile workers' union, which is full of automobile workers."

"This is a comprehensive non-governmental organization that serves workers and seeks better work for the working class. It has everything that the workers' union has, and even surpasses everything that the workers' union has."

"Misinterpretation brings wrong viewpoints. Wanli Group spokesperson stated that this 'labor service company' is not registered as a company entity, but a registered 'union'."

"If everything is true, then the accusation of the construction workers' union against Wanli Group is not established!"

"Wanli Group legal department spokesperson stated that they will collect relevant evidence about the construction workers' union suspected of monopoly, and sue the president, vice president, etc. of the construction workers' union..."

When seeing this, the president's scalp felt numb, and then he shivered.

He swallowed the food in his mouth, took the newspaper and hurried to his study.

His daughter, who was eating morning snacks on the sofa, just glanced from afar and put her attention back on the TV.

After the president came to the study, he immediately dialed the vice president's phone, his tone became serious, "I read the news, what did our lawyer say?"

The vice president's speaking speed was also very fast, "The legal department looked at it and said there was no problem with the report. They are verifying with the City Hall and the state government. If what is said in the report is true, then this matter will become very troublesome!"

"And... the legal department said 'labor service agency' originated from New Jincheng. Even if our local registration was delayed a bit, as long as New Jincheng can provide relevant evidence, then this union-natured... what agency is established!"

"You'd better come to the union, there are many problems now, everyone is here."

The president agreed immediately, "I'll be there soon."

He immediately put down the phone and returned to the room, opened the wardrobe, picked out one he liked from more than a dozen seasonal clothes with an average price of hundreds of dollars, then changed into one, drove a car worth more than 2,000 dollars, and quickly came to the union.

Everyone in the union gathered here. The moment he entered the room, people's sorrowful gazes focused on him. ===== CHAPTER 1240 =====