Chapter 329: Be Flexible and Debt Collection

In the office, Lan Si and Woen sat together, both smoking cigarettes and drinking coffee.

"The prosperity of the entire Jincheng is built on the success of the port, but those parasites in the Bay Area have never been grateful for the dedication of the dock workers."

"They have taken countless wealth from here, but don't even want to give forty dollars to the workers."

"This is very unreasonable, Woen."

Woen looked up at Lan Si. "So you have also joined a political party now?"

"These words sound like what those politicians often say; they always tell you that your life is so terrible because you trusted the wrong person."

"If you believe them, your life will get better."

"But the actual result is that you believed them, and life might become even worse!"

"However, one thing you said is very right; it's been more than two years, and we haven't had a raise."

Woen was also analyzing Lan Si's words. A strike is not a simple matter, especially in a place like Jincheng. If the Dock Workers Union wants to organize a strike, it must definitely alarm the General Union.

And they must have suitable reasons to persuade the General Union, making them believe that this strike is indispensable and must exist.

Otherwise, the General Union wouldn't provide support.

A strike with support and a strike without support are definitely different in terms of influence.

The simplest example.

If there is support from the General Union, then the power the General Union can mobilize is very huge, which can paralyze all docks in the Federation in an instant, and let everyone in the entire Federation and even the world know what happened here, their demands, and the results.

But if there is no support from the General Union, then this is a local strike, and it is very difficult for more people to know.

In this era where news is not developed, wanting to block some news is just a matter of a few phone calls for those lords.

Woen still hoped to get support from the General Union, but there must be a reason.

You can't say... I'm bored recently, so I want to strike?

Lan Si leaned back on the sofa, one hand supporting his knee. "You see the problem too complicatedly, Woen."

"People who shout 'Workers Unite' never thought about what reasons to use to persuade others to stand with them against capitalist forces."

"They just felt they were treated unfairly, were unwilling to submit to the manipulation of capitalist forces, and then they did it."

"No one publicized for them, no one knew what happened in that corner!"

"What we need to do is observe, push, help, and help everyone find a balance point. This is a natural occurrence, not the result of anyone's manipulation."

"I don't like this a bit, Woen. The union gained power through strikes, and then regarded strikes as their own things, not allowing ordinary workers to touch them casually. This is not right!"

Striking is originally a right that everyone has!

You made me uncomfortable, I'm not doing it anymore!

This is the core of striking, no compromise, at least no compromise now.

Everyone can strike, but now the General Union and the Labor Federation are taking this right away from the working class and turning it into a weapon for the management of the union and the Labor Federation.

This is also a significant feature of the politicization of unions and the Labor Federation; they are trying to control a "weapon," a weapon with huge lethality.

Woen felt a bit hot in the face after hearing this. His hands first clasped together, then spread out, shaking his head. "We just... uh, striking is very scary; we are just worried that workers will be used by others."

Lan Si didn't mock him. "Everyone wants to gain greater power, Woen. I won't express a view, but I think you can be more flexible."

Woen fell into deep thought. The power of various unions and the Labor Federation is at its peak at this time. The more this is the case, the more those standing on the mountain peaks fear that others can also use the weapons they started with.

Politicizing and profiting from strikes is forming a problem.

The federal government and Congress have discussed privately more than once how to solve these problems. They don't want to see an interest group centered on the working class grow stronger day by day.

It's just that there is no very good way at present, because the "super weapon" in their hands is indeed very lethal. If one is not careful, the whole country will stop. This kind of loss is unacceptable to politicians—

It's not that they can't accept the losses caused by the strike, but they can't bear the consequences of the political turmoil they need to bear, and the loss of public opinion.

They don't care whose factory can't work; they only care about the interests related to themselves!

Watching Woen fall into deep thought, Lan Si put forward another idea. "I plan to register ordinary workers, those federal workers, too, at my agency."

Woen looked up at him, a bit puzzled. "I don't quite understand. What are the benefits of these workers joining the agency?"

Lan Si tilted his head. "Power, my friend."

"People are power."

"The more people, the stronger the power, not to mention such decisive power!"

He said this, drank all the coffee, and then stood up. "You think about it carefully, and by the way, communicate with Skote. I am not discussing with you whether to do this, but notifying you that the game has begun."

"At the same time, as a friend, I must also tell you that this matter definitely only has benefits for you, no harm!"

He said this, exhaled, raised his wrist, and looked at his watch. "I have to go; I have other things."

"I'll see you off." Woen hurriedly stood up, walked downstairs with Lan Si while talking, and even took the initiative to open the car door for Lan Si. "I will consider it seriously."

Lan Si nodded and didn't say anything else. He hoped more that Woen would be the president when these things broke out. Woen had a good relationship with him, so there would be many things that wouldn't need to bother others later.

Sitting in the car, the car started slowly, and many people at the docks looked over here.

"Do we have any enterprises at the docks that have a good relationship with us?"

"Or any enterprises that have a particularly bad relationship with us?"

Erwen, sitting in the passenger seat, thought for a while. "Both, why?"

Lan Si crossed his legs and looked at the scenery outside the window. The docks were busy day after day, never stopping. Even on holidays, there were still many people working here.

The working class is always the tears of the era, and at the same time, they also have powerful strength and potential.

They are the most inconspicuous group of people, and also the most dazzling group of people!

"We need some representatives, role models. I am planning a big strike, at the docks, affecting the entire Jincheng (referring to the port area)."

Erwen's eyes were shining; he really liked such big scenes!

"What do we need to do?"

The car slowly entered the main road of the port area from the docks. There were more vehicles on the street, and many trucks were coming in and out.

"The work we need to do is to push things to become more explosive. The rest doesn't need us to do. You pick a few typical ones, the kind that are representative."

Erwen thought for a while. "There is a guy I think is very representative. It's a trading company opened by an Imperial person, specializing in import and export trade between the Federation and the Empire."

Lan Si became interested. There are many Imperial people doing business in the Federation, but not many can build up the scale.

There are shackles everywhere here, not as equal and free as they say. "Is this person very good to the workers?"

This is what he could think of, but he also vaguely felt that perhaps his view was the opposite.

The facts were indeed so. Erwen shook his head and said, "He is a negative example. Almost everyone he hires is an Imperial immigrant, but he treats these fellow countrymen even more harshly than the Federal people."

"Looking at the fact that he doesn't owe wages, there are still people willing to suffer there."

"These Imperial bosses are even more ruthless to our own people than the Federal people, because they know where our bottom line is, so they can step on the bottom line again and again!"

Lan Si agreed with Erwen's statement. In any era, the most ruthless to their own people are always their own people, not outsiders.

This is like masturbation; a stranger never knows where your trigger point is, maybe they have been doing it for a long time and still can't complete the day's work.

Only you know how to correctly get the glue out. You know yourself well, and this is like those Imperial capitalists.

They know Imperial immigrants as well as they know themselves. As long as they feel they can endure it, the vast majority of Imperial immigrants can also endure it.

Plus, there is no need to worry about other problems because of the difference in ethnic groups. These people are definitely the most powerful at exploiting Imperial immigrants!

"Then it's him. Do we have anyone working there?"

Erwen shook his head. "We don't recommend workers to him; he hires the most bottom-level ones."

"Contact them, the time for revenge has come."

The motorcade sped along the road. Just as they were about to leave the port area, another motorcade was accelerating to catch up.

From the rearview mirror, one could see these vehicles constantly accelerating. There were many cars on the road, which to some extent blocked their pursuit.

"It's the Wolf Gang's car." Erwen took out the submachine gun from under the seat. He stared closely at the vehicles that were rapidly catching up through the rearview mirror.

Lan Si lit a cigarette and also took out a submachine gun, but he didn't think this battle would break out, because here it was already close to the edge of the Imperial District and the Port District.

If a battle broke out here, the people of the Lan Si family would soon be able to support. At that time, it would be hard to say who would win and who would lose.

The motorcade indeed stopped at the junction of the two regions. Several people got out of the car and gave the middle finger to Lan Si's motorcade...

Lan Si put the submachine gun back and straightened his slightly messy clothes. "After these things are over, we must definitely pull them out by the roots."

Erwen said with a smile, "Actually, it's quite interesting. There are many people who want to kill us, but not everyone can kill us!"

After entering the Imperial District, the slightly tense atmosphere disappeared, and the car returned directly to the Wanli Agency.

A car at the entrance of the alley slightly blocked the road into the alley. The driver went to find the owner of the vehicle, while Lan Si and Erwen stood by the side of the road.

Passersby kept greeting them, and not far away, some children wearing only underpants were looking at them.

Lan Si looked at these children and casually took out a small handful of coins from his pocket, one-cent, two-cent, five-cent, and threw them out.

These children didn't react at first, but soon they cheered and ran over to scramble for them.

Not long after, everyone had at least two or three coins in their hands. They also very politely came to Lan Si, bowed, and thanked him.

People like polite people because they can perceive respect for themselves from these polite people. He treated every child as if he were talking to an adult; he received respect, and the children also received respect.

Passersby on the side of the road smiled and watched this scene, and there was a child who ran back and handed the coins he got to his mother.

The woman brought the child over again to thank him. "Mr. Lan Si, thank you for your generosity..."

Because it was a woman, Lan Si was not very convenient to have contact with her, nor did he shake hands, just responded with a smile. "The child is very cute, and I happen to have some change."

"I hope this change can bring you a good mood for the whole day!"

The woman bowed again. "You are a good person, Mr. Lan Si."

The driver ran out from the house by the side of the road, apologizing while moving the car a bit, allowing the motorcade to enter.

No one beat him, and no one even scolded him. Everything was so peaceful, peaceful just like every year, every day, things that could happen on the street!

Many people think that gangs are just eating, drinking, whoring, and gambling all day long. In fact, gangs also have many things to do.

For example, Nick recently found a good piece of land. This piece of land does not belong to Jincheng City, but to the state government, and needs to be applied for to the State Land Administration.

How to apply, how much money to spend, how to ensure that more years are obtained at the lowest cost, these need to be arranged for people to do.

Federal land is actually very easy to get, but it is very difficult to do after getting it.

For example, some places around Jincheng City are one dollar for a large piece of land. It looks very cost-effective, but the government's regulations and requirements are that you must complete infrastructure work within the specified time, and then put into production and hire how many people to work for you within the specified time.

Otherwise, they have the power to take back these lands and then look for the next buyer.

These things can be seen everywhere in the Federation, which is why it is said that everyone cannot do without lawyers.

Because if you don't consult a lawyer for some things, you will really cause big trouble.

There are also things like Enio recently contacting some Imperial gangs who want to stabilize the source of goods and make a living elsewhere.

They don't have any stable channels in their hands, and the bars are open one day and closed the next. Now they are heading toward Jincheng, wanting to get a stable source of goods from Lan Si.

For example, the Navy and the Army eliminated a batch of weapons, some have been in service for more than ten years, but magically these are mostly brand new, someone is looking for a buyer, Lan Si also wants to buy some...

The situation of each bar, whether new bars need to be opened, the recruitment of newcomers...

"Family business" is definitely not just an empty word. Sometimes Lan Si feels that he is more like a CEO of a company, not a leader of a family.

After six o'clock in the evening, the sky has begun to darken, which is the kind of deep evening... what kind of adjective is this?

In short, the sky is half dark and half not, the dim street lights on the side of the road have been lit, and the small songs playing in the shop windows and the smell of baked bread from the bakery make people realize that the day is over.

Lan Si hung up a phone call, the receiver was already slightly hot, and Luigi sent another batch of goods.

He was reluctant to give up the market here, and this time he arranged more people to escort this batch of goods, as well as his nephew.

However, the price of this batch of goods is not high. The last loss made his heart ache for a long time. This time there is only about 150,000 to 200,000 worth of goods, which might only be two weeks of sales for Lan Si.

This time, Lan Si still didn't intend to let him go.

The phone that had just been hung up immediately rang again. Lan Si picked it up. "Anything else?"

It was Alberto who talked to him just now. Recently, Paul has been actively preparing for big moves. Alberto told Lan Si that they seem to intend to take action against the Cassia family.

The Cassia family mobilized too many gunmen over, and leaving them alone would make people feel uneasy. The Keen family was trapped in the war with the Bear Gang in the city center and couldn't spare their hands, so this time it was the Pasleto family and the Tita family taking action.

The voice coming from the receiver was not Alberto's, but William's.

"There is something that might need to trouble you. Do you still remember Barbara?"

Lan Si laughed. "Of course I remember. Didn't we meet a while ago?"

"Barbara borrowed a usury loan, and now those people have chased to her home."

"They said if she can't come up with the money tonight, they will make her go out to receive guests."

Lan Si was a bit curious. "?"

"I heard that her parents have about this much money?"

William explained. "There are many stocks and bonds, and it takes time to cash out, and the other party doesn't want 60,000, but 90,000."

"They said that at that time it was agreed that this money would be lent to her, and she would return 120,000 with interest in one year. Now they demand to take it back in advance, so they only want half the interest."

Lan Si couldn't help but laugh twice. "A very ungentlemanly gang, and not very compliant with the rules. Whose people are they?"

"Seems to be people from the Doug family."

Lan Si thought for a while. "I'll come over later. Are you with them?"

William nodded. "No, I'm planning to go over."

"Okay, I'll be there later." ===== CHAPTER 330 =====