Chapter 1249

More people began to squeeze in one after another. Under the field, reporters were also frantically capturing the moment Lanse spoke. Everyone's attention was focused on Lanse.

"I am a worker, and I know what workers want."

"Lower cost of participating in work, higher income, better benefits."

"These things that should have been borne by the labor union and capitalists have now become the rights we have to fight for. The Federation is as magical as those stories that cannot appear in novels."

"But it is here!" Lanse pointed to the land under his feet. "Right by our side, and we are even one of them!"

"The labor union helped you to a certain extent. Please note that I said 'to a certain extent,' not completely and thoroughly helping you."

"If you have paid attention to the news in the past two days, you will find that the President and Vice President of the Construction Workers' Labor Union have been colluding with capitalists for a long time under the pretext of seeking benefits for you."

"Maybe for some people, they will feel 'I didn't lose anything, so I don't care what they did'!"

"But, brothers, think about it from the other side. There are many things that could have helped you improve your family environment, but because of... some people's greed, these helps have become less important."

Lanse paused for a while and changed his standing posture. "I heard before that some enterprises are unwilling to let the labor union make a profit in the middle, so they proposed to provide an additional subsidy, for example, a subsidy of fifteen cents a day, which will be issued to you together with your wages according to the number of working days..."

As soon as this sentence came out, the workers who were still a bit quiet, and even a bit... not so interested, were stunned. They stared at Lanse in the field, and what appeared in their minds was a simple... no, for some people, a relatively complex math problem.

Someone scratched their ears and cheeks and asked the people around them, "If they give money directly, how much can we keep in a month?"

This kind of discussion is constantly spreading. Maybe it was because they heard their inquiry, Lanse patted the microphone again, and the booming sound made the whole stadium quiet down again.

"Gentlemen, if you work twenty days a month, I will give you an extra three dollars."

"But now these three dollars have become two dollars or even less than two dollars of food, forcing you to eat."

"Is this really a good thing?"

Are three dollars a lot?

It doesn't look like much, but it's definitely not a little, because this is calculated according to the twenty working days per week. What if it's thirty days?

That's four dollars and fifty cents, which makes it hard for people to ignore. What makes them even more unacceptable is that this money was even embezzled by labor union people.

Some workers suddenly became indignant. They were already very bad, and construction workers could only be considered middle-lower class in the entire worker system.

Selling hard work, no technology required, no threshold, which means that anyone who has a bit of strength can come to do it.

Their wages fluctuate greatly. The lowest-level construction workers earn sixty dollars a month, and after tax, there may be more than forty. Four dollars and fifty cents occupy one-tenth of their wages.

This is a number they find hard to ignore.

Watching the stadium become "lively" again, Lanse waited for them to discuss fiercely for a period of time, then patted the microphone to let the stadium quiet down again.

"So I said, the labor union may not be truly for you, and they don't know what you really need."

"Just take the same content, food subsidy, as an example. If you register for our Labor Introduction Agency..."

"Maybe you don't know much, this labor union organization is about to be renamed 'Home of Workers.' Workers of any industry can register here and enjoy the supporting services we provide."

"The registration fee only needs one dollar, and it is only charged once. You don't need to pay any fees in the future."

"I am from a worker background, and I know what you want. Food subsidy, I will negotiate directly with capitalists to issue this part of the subsidy to you in cash directly!"

"Fifteen cents a day, issued to you without a cent less. How much they give us, we give you how much. It won't be intercepted, because this is given to you by capitalists, not to the labor union!"

The workers under the stage were all looking at Lanse. Some people's emotions were mobilized in these words. A worker who was not tall but very burly and strong suddenly stood up. "Mr. White, we support you!"

Immediately after, under the promotion of collective emotions, more people stood up to express their support for Lanse and the "Home of Workers."

Lanse kept raising his hand to press down, but the effect was not good. These workers kept expressing their emotions until Lanse had to continue to pat the microphone hard, which made them quiet down again in two minutes.

"Thank you, thank you for your support, but my words are not finished yet, because after I finish, you will completely fall in love with the Home of Workers."

"Just as I have always said, I am from a worker background, and my friends are also from a worker background. We know what you, as workers, want!"

"The Home of Workers will provide you with full insurance. Regardless of whether capitalists pay you insurance premiums, we will prioritize providing supporting insurance to ensure that if you have an accidental injury accident at work, you can have money and receive treatment in time."

"As for the insurance company and the capitalist side, we will go to find their trouble and let them take out this money or pay the price for it!"

"Besides that, the Home of Workers will establish 'Home of Workers Custody Class,' 'Home of Workers Kindergarten,' 'Home of Workers Elementary School,' and middle school in every city where we are, and even we will contact some domestic universities to provide cooperation content, providing recommendation letters for top universities for children from excellent worker families who are willing to study hard!"

"All this allows you to work with more peace of mind, instead of considering whether your children are taken care of and whether they have encountered danger while working."

"Gentlemen, this era is a bad era. Parents a hundred years ago never needed to worry about their children being electrocuted because they were curious and inserted keys into electrical sockets, but now they need to worry about these things."

"The Home of Workers will solve all your worries. We will have special staff to provide you with rights protection services according to your needs."

"We won't be like the labor union, lying on the working class to suck blood while biting capitalists."

"Many contradictions between labor and capital are not really happening between you and capitalists, but are happening on the problems handled by the labor union."

"Maybe you just want one more day of vacation, but they will demand two or three days of vacation from capitalists for certain interests and certain purposes."

"But now, everything is over!"

"Because, we are here!"

Lanse pointed to the ground under his feet. "Because we are here, so, the dark clouds are going to disperse!"

"Because we are here, so... the sky is bright!"

"The sky belonging to the working class is going to be truly bright!"

"You will get more disposable income, and at the same time, the capitalists who use labor will not increase additional expenses, because we take out the part exploited by the labor union, that part of the money belonging to you, and hand it back to your hands!"

"Every worker should have the hope of living a good life. The development of this country cannot be separated from you, and construction cannot be separated from you. You should not be let down!"

The crazy reporters and their crazy flashes made the whole scene become a flicker like a bright galaxy. Lanse was isolated in that glass room. Now people realized that it was necessary for him to do so.

Indeed, there will be many people who want him to die.

More and more workers stood up. They took off their coats and waved them in their hands to express their emotions.

Lanse kept waving to respond to them, which made the atmosphere of the whole scene hot to the extreme!

"He doesn't look like a gang leader or a capitalist at all. He looks like a politician!" A state newspaper reporter said to his colleague while filming. "I even have an illusion, just like... we are in the final stage of the general election, witnessing the rise of a miracle!"

His colleague also sighed. "The words he said don't have anything special if you think about it carefully, but they give people a power that can inspire people. He is a terrible guy!"

"After today's report is published, I find it hard to imagine what will happen here."

"What will happen?"

"A revolution!"

Senator Cleveland looked at the clippings sent in his hand. Above was the content of Lanse's speech throughout the stadium. He even read out the last paragraph—

"When Mr. Lanse White left in his car, many workers took the initiative to come to the side of the car and loudly expressed their excitement to him. People sent him away as if they were sending away the faith in their hearts."

"Although I don't know what will happen tomorrow, I know that the storm has formed, a storm that is about to sweep the South, has formed!"

Senator Cleveland put down the newspaper in his hand and looked at the gentlemen in the room. "He did beyond my imagination, and such a practice..."

The Chairman of the Federal Socialist Party Committee sat diagonally opposite him. He took the newspaper and looked at it for a while. "He is playing with fire."

"The General Labor Union and the Labor Federation of various industries will not let him go, and the Labor Party side will not let him go either, but for us, this is good news."

"This means that the first shot against the labor union and the Labor Federation has been fired by someone. The rest is a real fight, and it is still when the Liberal Party is in power."

He said, looking at others. "After Potter came to power, he pushed several policies favorable to the labor union. He wanted to win over the labor union and the Labor Federation people. Now Lanse tore off the fig leaf of the labor union, so he must make a choice."

"Is it to choose voters or the labor union? No matter how he chooses, it is not a good choice for him!"

The whip of the Socialist Party couldn't help laughing, laughing very loudly. "A nationwide strike is about to be staged. Gentlemen, in the first year of Potter's administration, if he doesn't handle this incident well, it is very likely to cause serious sequelae."

"Originally, I was a bit worried about pressing him down in the mid-term general election, but now it seems that we can completely do this."

Senator Cleveland's face was also full of satisfied expressions. "Lanse did too well. As long as the Federation is not quiet, people will attribute all the blame to the President's incompetence, just like before."

"Now they should feel the helplessness we had in previous years."

"Gentlemen, I suggest having a drink for this war pushed by Lanse!"

Someone immediately brought wine glasses and wine, and they each poured a glass and clinked glasses enthusiastically.

Senator Cleveland held up his glass, smiling but not smiling. "Cheers to the awakening of the working class!"

"Cheers!"

After ending this meeting, Senator Cleveland returned to his manor. He sat in a chair, a bit without a sitting posture, because he drank a lot of wine.

There were only him and Tang Mu in the study. He looked at Tang Mu who was busy, looked for a long time, and then said, "Lanse's ambition is very big."

"Once this Home of Workers of his begins to appear in more places in the Federation, it means that he alone masters the power of the labor union and the Labor Federation. This is very dangerous."

"The Federal government, whether it is the Socialist Party or the Liberal Party, including the Federal Party, will not allow such a giant to appear again."

"I don't know what his purpose is for doing this, but you have to go there. Don't call, go there in person and talk to him. Only face-to-face conversation can get more things from him."

"Ask him, what does he really want?"

Tang Mu nodded. "I know. When do I leave?"

Senator Cleveland looked at the desk calendar on the table. "Just these few days."

"By the way, tell him that we are very supportive of his current practice. If there is any place where he needs us, he can call us directly."

Everything that can make the Liberal Party difficult is what the Socialist Party side is willing to do. Sometimes political confrontation is so simple and unadorned.

Even if you stab yourself while hurting the other party, this knife can be stabbed.

After Tang Mu left, what Senator Cleveland thought of in his mind was what he had never said. He was thinking, does Lanse want to be President?

He masters too much power!

Wealth, influence, social status, if he masters the votes of 20 million workers again, who can be his opponent?

A gang-born... President?

This thought made Senator Cleveland startle himself first, but then he couldn't help laughing out loud. He shook his head while laughing.