Chapter 388: 390. Chapter 384: Recruitment and Plan

390. Chapter 384: Recruitment and Plan

Senator Kelifulan's words made the people remaining in the room fall into deep thought.

The Executive Director and other directors discussed it simply. "I think there is no problem with the operation, but the problem is what if they make trouble?"

"We must ensure that our interests are not infringed; so many workers making trouble is definitely a very troublesome thing!"

Senator Kelifulan didn't speak, and Lans coughed lightly. "The police and I are willing to contribute some strength to maintain local public security!"

"And I believe that not too many people will make trouble; after all, they are just ordinary people."

"Ordinary people mean they have fatal weaknesses."

"Life, family, children, these are the reasons they dare not make trouble casually; the real 'enemies' we need to face are actually not many!"

The Executive President pondered for a while and promised to try it first. "How much time do you need to gather so many people?"

Lans thought about it, two or three days.

Two or three days to gather ten thousand workers sounds incredible; after all, even if you notify them one by one, there is not enough time.

But in reality, it doesn't need to be so troublesome; he only needs to let those refugees know that they can work now, and then there is no problem.

After coming out of the hotel, Lans got into the car, and Aierwen asked softly, "Didn't you talk it through?"

"I saw those workers leave first."

Lans nodded and told the story of what happened. Aierwen was suddenly a bit angry. "These people really don't know how to be grateful; we clearly helped them!"

He was furious; no one likes this feeling, you just helped someone, and this person turned around and kicked you to the side.

Lans instead comforted him. "This is their problem; there is a saying I think is very correct that you should listen to."

"Don't punish yourself for other people's mistakes; anger is a kind of punishment."

Lans lit a cigarette. "Actually, this matter is even more beneficial to us."

Aierwen was a bit puzzled. "How so?"

"These refugees basically don't have proof of legal entry; in other words, they are mostly illegal immigrants."

"The life of illegal immigrants in the Federation is something no one knows better than us; if they want to stabilize, they can only rely on us."

"Originally, my plan was to let the docks be filled with our people; now it's just changing a group, but the result is the same."

After Aierwen finished listening, he asked, "But how do you solve the votes?"

"If we do this, those workers won't listen!"

"Wanting their votes will become very troublesome."

Lans shook his head, not agreeing with his view. "I think their view is exactly the opposite; I think they will become more obedient because if they lose this job, it will be very difficult for them to find other work."

"And I will talk to Senator Kelifulan to see if we can push for some things regarding the immigration bill; isn't the President saying he is considering it?"

"He is so busy, he must have missed these problems, we have no way to remind him, but a Senator talking to him about this, he will definitely attach importance to it."

"Then we lend money to these people to let them buy houses; while we have votes, they will all owe us a sum of money, and a sum of interest!"

After Aierwen finished listening to Lans's general idea, his mouth couldn't close. After a while, he came back to his senses. "You are more terrible than those capitalists!"

Lans laughed. "This is the best compliment of this era, Aierwen!"

The motorcade brushed into the traffic and disappeared...

The news that the negotiation failed today and continued to consult began to spread among the worker group; they were very satisfied with such a result, but some people also became worried.

Because wages are about to be paid soon; if the Dock Management Company doesn't pay them, their bills will encounter big trouble!

Although it's not saying that one bill can force them to a dead end, it certainly won't make them comfortable; they have to go borrow money or sell something to pay those annoying bills.

So the worker group on the docks is not a solid block either, but most people still think they should support the strike because the benefits that the strike can bring them are really too big!

When Qiangni and Daifu and other "surrender factions" returned to the docks, there were boos everywhere they went, which made them angry but also helpless.

But the good news is that some workers took the initiative to find them and talk about whether there is a chance to join their team.

Although the strike is good, for workers, having a stable job is the most critical thing.

The worker group on the docks has also begun to split because of this.

At the same time, in the Xingang District on the west side of the port area, a considerable number of refugees gathered here.

Now the refugees are mainly people from the Tanfeite continent; the war forced them to abandon everything and come to the Federation.

But wanting to settle down in the Federation is not an easy thing; the first problem is the place to live, and then the food problem.

Now the price of food all over the world is rising; there is no two-cent-a-pound bread in the bakery; the cheapest is three or four cents, and the better ones are all over ten cents.

These refugees have limited money and no work; once the money on them is used up, it means they will lose their source of food.

The Federal government sometimes does have some relief meals, but these relief meals are not open to these refugees now; it is very difficult for them to obtain a source of food from here.

The entire Xingang District is full of clouds of sorrow at this time.

Some women have already gone out to sell their bodies in exchange for income, but what about those men?

They have indeed heard that there are such groups in New Jincheng, but they don't know how to find them, nor are they used to others being behind them, or themselves being behind others.

No job opportunities, no source of income, even if it is prosperous here like the best city in the world, at this moment, in the eyes of these people, it is also gloomy and desperate!

"Do you know Xueli?"

A family of people squeezed together, a father, a mother, two boys, and a girl.

They fled to the Federation as a family; most of their savings were used to pay for travel expenses; now all the money in everyone's pockets added together is less than five dollars—

During this period, some people used their need to exchange currency to cheat quite a few people here, and they were also cheated of twenty dollars, which made their life even worse.

The wife asked her husband, who nodded. Xueli is a young mother, also came over with her family; her child is still very young and is still breastfeeding.

Their situation is also very bad; the child is also sick and has spent all their savings.

They even sold some things they brought to pay the remaining medical expenses.

The husband licked his dry lips. "If she wants to borrow money...", he thought of the two big melons Xueli hid in her clothes; even if he was close, he could smell the milky fragrance.

For some reason, the saliva in his mouth suddenly secreted sharply; he swallowed a mouthful of saliva. "Borrow her twenty cents at most; tell them we are also very difficult now."

They came on the same boat, which can be considered "acquaintances," and these shared experiences can deepen the trust between them.

The woman shook her head. "It's not about borrowing money; she found a job yesterday."

The man took out a water bottle and took a sip of water; the water in the Federation is sweet, really good to drink, and it also kept a hint of yearning for life for him.

But this water also costs money; one cent can get a big bucket; the price is not expensive; they buy a bucket together with a few families, which can be used for a long time.

"What job?", he had some expectations in his eyes; having a job means having a stable income, and having income means the family's life has a place to land. "What a lucky guy, actually able to find a job; don't they ask her for some work card or something?"

The woman glanced at the three children beside her, and her voice lowered a bit. "She is selling breast milk."

The man looked as if he didn't understand. "What did you say?"

"She, selling her own breast milk!"

"My God!", the man revealed an unbelievable expression. "Does her husband know?"

"Is it squeezed into a bottle and sold, or..."

The woman's expression was a bit strange; this is the job her husband found for her. No work card or immigration certificate is needed, nothing is needed, as long as there is breast milk.

I don't know where it is, but I heard her say that she will be picked up to a very beautiful room, and there are work clothes.

They will scrub her clean, and she only needs to breastfeed the guests.

The man shrank back; obviously, he had a reaction; so exciting!

"Will they... that way her?", he wanted to know some detailed things; this might be one of the few adjustments in this tragic time.

His wife didn't notice these, just shook her head and said, "Not clear, she said no, I don't know."

"For every guest, she can get a commission of one dollar; yesterday she got seven dollars in one day."

The man was excited because the woman he knew was forced onto this path, and in the next second, he was attracted by the income of seven dollars a day.

But soon he became vigilant. "You won't want to do these things too, right?"

The woman touched her chest. "I want to, but they don't like me."

Shriveled, thin, and not beautiful, the kind that makeup can't save.

Although the man breathed a sigh of relief, he was still a bit alert. "Whether it is this or anything else, don't do it; we still have money."

The woman fell into silence; in fact, the purpose of her saying these words was to let her husband prepare mentally.

She looked at the children playing with other families' children again and said softly, "What about after our money is used up?"

The couple fell into silence; although the man knew that this was a way to solve the problem, he just found it very difficult to accept.

He didn't understand why working in the Federation required so many troublesome things; he could even ask not to be paid, just give a little more food, but still, no one was willing to use them!

He was at a loss.

His wife grabbed his hand. "Until the last moment, I won't bow to life, but if it comes to the last moment, I will go to the port area; one day I can also have a few dollars, at least enough for our family to live."

"We can suffer a bit, but what about the children?"

The couple seemed to have adjusted their mentality; in the eyes of the couple looking at each other, they were full of guilt.

This is not just their family's problem; it is the problem of this group of people!

Too many refugees flooded in all at once; the city couldn't digest them at all; having a place for them to hide temporarily was actually not bad!

Now it is summer, it is slightly better to arrange, just find a place to lie down and sleep.

But what about winter?

The wind blowing from the East Ocean can freeze people to death, and the sea surface can be frozen; at that time, living in the open air is actually no different from looking for death!

Just like what the woman said, adults can still endure and hold on, but what about the children?

Can they also be like adults?

This is a difficult problem; life has never been simple!

However, it was also at this time that twenty or so large trucks suddenly appeared here, each truck with the word "Recruitment" on it.

All the refugees on the street were energized in an instant; they approached those trucks one after another, running after the trucks that were not fast, asking how many people they needed, how much money they could give, and they didn't have work cards or immigration certificates.

When the car stopped steadily, almost all the cars were surrounded tightly.

Meiluo was still a bit surprised to see so many people; the Xingang District is very remote, and since the development failed, there has been no popularity.

There are actually quite a few refugees on the docks, but they are all separated, a small pile here, a small pile there, but he didn't expect there to be more refugees here!

Looking at those refugees with disheveled hair and dirty faces, he couldn't help but recall when he first arrived in the Federation.

"Don't rush, everyone don't rush!", he stood on the tire, letting the people around quiet down. "This time we need about five thousand workers, twenty dollars a month, can be settled daily!"

Although this wage is not much, these money can save lives now!

About sixty-five cents a day, ten cents is enough for their family to fill their stomachs, and they can still have fifty-five cents left, which can be prepared for winter in advance.

After all, it is already August, and it is actually not far from winter.

In an instant, people raised their hands high and shouted loudly that they could be competent for this job, and some were even willing to take the initiative to lower their income demands—

This kind of person is a typical egoist; they don't care about others, they only think about themselves.

So Lans specifically ordered that this kind of person should not be recruited.

"We want those who can work, have strength, too thin ones don't want!"

Meiluo and the others began to pick. If there were old people here, now everything here might stimulate some memories of the past.

Those people stood together wearing loincloths, were checked for physique, and then the strong ones were picked away...

One by one, they jumped onto the truck with full smiles; the fewer the remaining quotas, the more terrified and uneasy those people were.

But no matter how they begged, it was difficult to shake the will of these people to "pick officials."

They kept picking until past six o'clock in the evening before they picked enough people.

Looking at those who were reluctant to leave, Meiluo and the others also sighed.

However, Lans specifically ordered in advance, and he said loudly, "We might need workers later, so you still have a chance."

"New Jincheng is a place full of miracles; as long as you are not afraid of suffering, you will definitely find a place that accepts you!"

How could a capitalist not like this labor force that comes to your home?

They actually haven't adapted to life here yet; as long as you are willing to accept extreme exploitation and oppression, at least living is not a problem.

Five thousand people need to be pulled back and forth many times; they are not pulled directly to the docks, but first pulled to the industrial zone.

Here, they also saw Lans.

"We are people from the Wanli Labor Agency; my name is Lans, Lans White."

"You don't know me, it doesn't matter; we have plenty of time to get to know each other!"

Under the industrial light bulbs, dense crowds of people stood together; most of them only wore underwear, or found something to cover their waist.

Just now Lans gave them a bath with a fire hose; these people smelled very bad; some people hadn't taken a bath for a long time.

It is a bit troublesome to go to the sea in the Xingang District because there are unfinished docks there, and the situation is a bit complicated.

If you go to the New Bay District or go to the port and beach area, it is very far.

Most people didn't take a bath.

Now, they took a bath, which made them look much more energetic.

"From today on, we are in a cooperative relationship."

"I provide work for you, you pay me an agency fee; what I can guarantee is that the work I introduce to you doesn't need a work card and immigration certificate, but accordingly, the income is not very high."

"You need to pay me one dollar every month; I will deduct it directly from your wages."

"So you can actually get nineteen dollars a month now; if anyone has objections to this, or is unwilling to accept it, you can leave; I will arrange for people to send you back."

Everyone remained silent; no one left.

Lans nodded very satisfied. "Actually, I am the same as you, both escaped the war to the Federation; I know your thoughts and feelings; if you are willing to believe me, listen to me first."

"Earn some money, let yourself and your family at least not starve or freeze to death, and then look for opportunities little by little, become a Federal person or get an immigration certificate."

"Life is too heavy; someone has to carry it forward; if you don't want it to be your wife, your children to do it, then you must be strong!"

"Suffering will never sympathize with your encounter and status quo; it will only fiercely mock you and make you harder to endure."

"The only thing we can do now is to bite our teeth and defeat it!"

He said and paused. "Those with skills stand out; those who can operate forklifts, cranes, excavators, no matter what skills, all stand out."

He wants to keep some talents for himself; as his words ended, quite a few people walked out of the crowd.

Lans looked at the first one who walked out, about fifty years old, wearing a pair of thick glasses, and asked, "What are you good at?"

"Picking locks..." ===== CHAPTER 389 =====