Chapter 347

348. Chapter 344: Fire Players

"Raise wages?", the manager had a ferocious smile on his face!

This word described it without any problem, because his smile was ferocious; his two eyebrows were pulled up as much as possible, and his facial features were a bit twisted because of this smile; it could be seen that he was trying very hard to express the emotion he had now.

So this was a ferocious smile.

Matching his tone, it could be felt that his dissatisfaction with Woen was like asking him if he was joking!

"Do you know how many workers are on the dock?"

"Do you know what it means if everyone only gets a raise of fifty cents?"

He couldn't sit still anymore and stood up, "Fifty cents per person, more than ten thousand workers, even if it's just fifty cents, we have to pay out seven or eight thousand dollars every month!"

"A year is nearly one hundred thousand dollars."

"One hundred thousand dollars, Woen!"

"This isn't ten thousand dollars, twenty thousand dollars, that I can just nod my head; this is one hundred thousand dollars, and every year!"

"If I agree to you, those people outside will thank you, and the board will kill me!"

"Not to mention they requested a raise of two dollars, which is thirty thousand dollars every month, and three hundred and sixty thousand every year."

"Do you know how many things three hundred and sixty thousand can do?"

The manager's emotions became agitated, "Three hundred and sixty thousand can hire seventy-two killers to kill me seventy-two times!"

"And there's a possibility of buy one get one free to let me die a few more times!"

"Don't say things so easily, Woen, we are old friends, you have to understand my difficulties!"

He walked to the side of the table, pressed one hand on the desktop, and supported Woen's shoulder with the other, "Help me fix these bastards; as long as you can make them not make trouble, I'll give you five thousand dollars separately!"

The board allocated him twenty thousand dollars to fix everyone, so no matter how much was left, it was his.

But if he couldn't fix it, then he would prepare to roll away.

The manager previously relied on not raising wages, inciting local workers and immigrant workers to confront each other to get his position; he very well confused "not raising wages because immigrant workers' wage demands are very low" together, making the dock workers aim their hatred of not raising wages at those immigrant workers.

So when the Emperor declared war on the Federation, the reaction on the dock was so intense; everywhere were dock workers beating immigrant workers!

They hated this group of people who dragged them from not getting a raise, and the manager's plan, although very simple, was really practical.

Hatred was really transferred!

The board was also not bad to him, promoting him and giving him a raise, and also promised the position of senior partner, but now, everything was going to be ruined!

Because a damn idiot put forward a request to give everyone a raise!

Actually, he could completely not agree to Qiangni's request and directly refuse him, but he couldn't guarantee whether it would trigger unpredictable consequences.

He could only find Woen and let the union intervene.

Woen shook his head, "This is very hard to handle, and I can't find Qiangni now either."

The manager didn't know where Qiangni went yet; he was stunned for a moment, "What happened to him?"

Woen told the truth, "He was caught by people from the Hazardous Materials Administration."

The manager couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Caught well, very good, let's see how he can make trouble!"

He laughed for a while and took a deep breath; now that Qiangni wasn't there, was it better to talk?

"You go talk to the workers, express that we will do Qiangni's work as much as possible; also tell them we will make some strengthening in the food, can give them more beef, but raising wages, don't mention it!"

How much is beef per pound?

Buying the worst minced beef is only two or three cents a pound; a pound of beef made into lunch is enough for them to eat for two or three days; it seems that the daily expenditure of each worker increased, which can also be considered a kind of raise.

But beef isn't eaten every day, and it can be slowly deducted back in the future!

The manager might have various shortcomings in other aspects, but in terms of how to control workers, he was absolutely a top-notch expert.

Woen could only shake his head and say, "I can't guarantee!"

The manager walked to his side, bent down, and hugged his shoulder, "Brother, you have to guarantee!"

"Whether it's for me, or for five thousand dollars!"

Woen seemed very hesitant; after thinking, he said, "I'll try it, but I can't guarantee you any effect."

After the manager heard this, he had already breathed a sigh of relief, "No problem, I never make things difficult for anyone, right?"

Woen said and stood up, "I'll go do the work now..."

With the intervention of the union, and standing on his own side, the manager breathed a sigh of relief.

However, he didn't know that five thousand dollars could no longer buy Woen.

The news of Qiangni being caught began to spread faster among the dock workers, and some even said that the dock management company reported the club selling alcohol to them, and then Qiangni obstructed the law enforcement of the Hazardous Materials Administration, so he was caught.

This was all a conspiracy of the management company!

Although this kind of statement hadn't spread widely, it had already begun to affect the work emotions of some workers, and working with emotions, today's efficiency would definitely be very terrible.

At the same time, Woen also found several worker brothers who had good relationships in the worker group and talked about the things the manager said.

"He would rather give me five thousand dollars to persuade you not to mention the idea of raising wages, even if it's just fifty cents, they are unwilling to give it to you."

"He wants me to persuade you as much as possible not to make trouble and continue to work honestly; I really don't know how to persuade you."

"So I told you these words very straightforwardly, let you think and analyze for yourself."

Several workers clearly felt the disdain from the manager, which made them even more angry.

One of them hammered the table heavily, "This is a capitalist!"

Several people were communicating through their eyes; they all saw a trace of thought and an idea in each other's eyes.

Woen continued to fan the flames on the side, "He doesn't respect each of us, you, and me too."

"He thought that giving me five thousand dollars could make me stand on his side; he underestimated my principles and overestimated the value of five thousand dollars in my heart!"

"No matter what you want to do, I will support you!"

Several people weren't the kind of particularly careful and smart people; they couldn't hear the meaning between the lines, only knowing that Woen was a good person.

"We will go back and discuss with them, and there is one more thing..."

One of them asked, "Qiangni... is there any way to get them out?"

Woen nodded, "No problem, this is one of our jobs, I will fix it..."

The things happening on the dock and the things that happened yesterday were still fermenting; however, no one felt that using warning shots when necessary was wrong, including the Mayor.

And the facts also proved that the result of warning shots was very effective; Officer Lukaer suppressed a riot that could have escalated in time, and he also specially called Director Dai Er to praise Officer Lukaer.

Then he threw this matter to the back of his mind, and then started preparing the speech draft, and talked to a soldier about the details of him being shot.

But this matter was rapidly advancing in a direction that no one could predict.

The dock workers' union had its own cooperative lawyer team; the people from the lawyer team received Woen's request and immediately took people and money to the Hazardous Materials Administration; they intended to bail Qiangni and this group of people out temporarily.

But this matter had only passed a few hours from the time it happened until now; they hadn't had time to ask them if they had other criminal acts after catching these people, so it was impossible to release people.

It was this act of refusing to release people that made the workers on the dock start to become restless.

Although everyone was still working, it seemed that everyone was slacking off.

People gathered in threes and fives to talk about these things that happened; they talked about how other industries would raise wages every six months.

Talked about where to drink after the club was sealed, and also talked about the possibility that Qiangni being caught was the management company exerting force behind the scenes.

People also talked about the manager promising to give Woen five thousand dollars to persuade people not to mention raising wages; if someone observed carefully, some people hadn't been working, and were constantly going from one place to another on the dock; they were contacting more workers.

After work, having no place to drink made these workers gather together; they started grumbling, saying bad things about the management company.

Fines, deductions, arranging heavy work; one thing after another was said from the mouths of these people, making the group emotions constantly heat up; some people had already realized that a big thing was about to happen on the dock!

But they weren't panicked, but rather looking forward to it.

Perhaps, it was time to give these capitalists some color to see!

Monday morning, Lawyer Luo Ben appeared in the Hazardous Materials Administration; he was carrying a briefcase, with the style of a social elite.

Of course, he was indeed a social elite; he was submitting bail forms, intending to bail out those who were arrested in the club temporarily, and was docking with relevant staff.

He had been here many times; ever since Lans became his employer, the number of times he dealt with the police station had decreased, but the number of times he dealt with the Hazardous Materials Administration had become more and more.

This job was very easy; coming over to fill out some forms, and then pulling skin, he could earn one or two hundred dollars in a morning; Lans was like his God, making him worship him!

The Hazardous Materials Administration didn't refuse the bail application he proposed; actually, one day was enough for them to finish interrogating these people, but as usual, no results were interrogated.

In the documents provided by the dock workers' union, the person who contracted the club was someone called Daisen; Officer Lukaer used the relationship he had in the police station before to check this social security number, which was a homeless person.

It was very clear that Lans had done security measures again, separating himself and the club cleanly.

Although everyone knew he was operating the club, there was no actual evidence to prove this point.

Although the Hazardous Materials Administration had many abilities that exceeded ordinary law enforcement departments, in the end, these people still had to be sent to court.

In court, the judge wouldn't just listen to what they said, but would also refer to the defendant's side's statement; in the absence of key evidence, they couldn't prosecute Lans at all, not to mention sending him to prison!

When Lawyer Luo Ben was handling bail, an agent came to tell Officer Lukaer that Lans's lawyer had come.

Officer Lukaer walked to the window and saw the motorcade parked across the road.

He thought there were many goods in that batch, but after pulling them back, he found that almost most of them were empty bottles, and only a few contained alcohol, totaling only a few thousand dollars!

Plus this bail money, it might not even take Lans two thousand dollars!

He felt he had been played again; I don't know why, every time he suffered a setback on Lans, it made him hate Lans even more!

He watched for a while and decided to walk out and chat with Lans.

He knew he shouldn't have this idea, but he just couldn't control it; he didn't know what was wrong with him; he wanted to do this now!

He took a cigarette and walked to Lans's car, pressed one hand on the car roof, bent his head, and put the cigarette in his mouth, "Borrow a light."

Lans nodded slightly; the guy sitting in the passenger seat took out matches and handed them over.

Officer Lukaer lit the cigarette and took a breath; he looked at Lans, "Can you tell me how you brainwashed these people?"

Lans looked at him, his gaze very calm.

This made Officer Lukaer's face feel hot; he felt that behind Lans's calm gaze, there must be ridicule and mockery.

"Your people, although very young, have very hard bones!"

"No matter what means we used, they weren't willing to confess that you were the operator behind the scenes."

"There was a young man who was beaten until he had incontinence, yet still wasn't willing to admit anything related to you; Lans, I'm very curious, how did you do it?"

"Let them maintain you as if they were maintaining their own lives?"

He said and waved his hand, "Rest assured, this won't be used as evidence."

"You are provoking me.", Lans said, "You hope to anger me and make me do some impulsive things."

"Officer Lukaer, I don't know where you have such great malice towards me, but I know you are doing a very dangerous thing."

Officer Lukaer pursed his lips, as if he had been seen through by Lans, which made him feel very uncomfortable, "I'm not targeting you, I am a law enforcer, and you are a criminal, it's just that simple!"

Lans glanced at those who were walking out of the Hazardous Materials Administration; indeed, a few young people were being helped by others.

Officer Lukaer also saw it, and a proud expression flowed on his face; he was showing it to Lans.

"As long as you continue to commit crimes, I will keep staring at you, and your people!"

Lans looked at him and revealed some smiles, "I hope you can always think this way; pure people are admirable; I hope you are a pure person!"

The two looked at each other for a moment; Lawyer Luo Ben had already walked over with people, and the latter left with a cigarette in his mouth.

He didn't like dealing with lawyers, because you don't know when you will be set up by the other party.

"Mr. Lans, the bail money has been paid; the trial will be in mid-August, at most no more than two years, and most should be six months."

Two years refers to the bartender, while others only have prison terms ranging from six months to one year.

It seems very long, but Lawyer Luo Ben had ways to continue to compress these prison terms, and even let them not go to prison.

In the process of actual execution of the prison term, the time previously detained will also be counted as the time of serving the sentence; this is to avoid the detention time being too long.

Many lawyers will use this point to drill a loophole; the trial will be next month, and the six months of actual execution can be calculated according to five months.

If Lawyer Luo Ben continues to drag it out and fix some key roles, then when they are tried again in two or three months, they might directly obtain parole and don't need to go to prison to go home.

The Federation's judiciary has always been a joke; it was like this before, and it will definitely be like this in the future!

"Thank you, you can always help me!", Lans expressed his gratitude to Lawyer Luo Ben.

And Lawyer Luo Ben smiled and indicated that all this was what he should do, "Mr. Lans, you don't need to thank me; you paid me a high fee; doing well is what I should do, not doing well is my problem!"

"Then... I won't disturb you and your friends chatting; if you have any matters, call me again."

Lans nodded, stretched out his hand from the car window to shake his, and then let go.

Lans let that young man who was being helped sit in his car.

But that young man refused; his reason was that he wasn't very clean himself.

People from the Hazardous Materials Administration flushed him with cold water after he had incontinence; actually, at this time, there was still a smell on him.

Lans didn't seem to feel it, and insisted on letting him get in the car, "You are much more expensive than this car, my brother!"

This young man was actually around twenty years old, all around the same age as Lans and the others; hearing this sentence, his eye sockets started to turn red, and he didn't insist anymore.

The people around looked at Lans with eyes full of worship; at this moment, Lans was their God!

Looking at his slightly excited expression, Lans felt a bit guilty.

"I heard you were treated terribly inside."

This young man bit his lip, but finally shook his head, "Nothing like that, Boss."

Lans patted the driver's backrest, and the driver honked the horn, starting the car.

The motorcade also moved accordingly.

"Officer Lukaer has been targeting me; you are my people, they will definitely want to get evidence unfavorable to me from your mouths."

"Actually... when you really can't hold it, you can say something, at least this way you won't suffer too much."

The young man giggled without any other indication; Lans sighed, "This person is annoying, and also disgusting, but soon, I will give you a chance to take revenge."

He was a bit moved, but soon shook his head again, "Boss, there's no need to do dangerous things for us."

"They just beat us up."

Lans grabbed his hand, "You are all my brothers; they beat you, which is equal to beating me; I must take this revenge!"

After returning to the company, Lans found Aierwen and Mo Lisi, as well as some others.

"First, kill that undercover agent who has been found out; I don't want to see him again now.", he was talking about the one they found out; Officer Lukaer's sudden intervention made him think that undercover agent was Officer Lukaer's person.

Now he couldn't tolerate this bastard anymore, so there was no need to consider using this undercover agent to pass information.

His superior was about to die anyway, so keeping this person was useless.

Hailamu nodded, "I'll do it."

"Then!", Lans continued, "Find out some situations about Officer Lukaer for me; I want to know who is in his family, where he lives, and his daily habits."

"Since he likes playing with fire, give him a big fire!"