"Simon, have a drink tonight?"
In the shade of the construction site, Simon is squatting in the corner, smoking in his spare time. The sun outside is too strong, making the whole construction site like a steamer. The ice came in carts after carts. In order to avoid heatstroke, the workers wrapped the broken ice with towels and put it on their hard hats. The blazing sun will make the ice melt continuously, so that the ice water can continuously drip down and take away the heat from them.
Although it''s hard to work in summer, the money given by the employer is very rich. We work hard just to make more money?
As the foreman of the construction site, many workers are residents of the town where Simon used to live. Because he can talk and doesn''t have stage fright, he gradually became the foreman and took everyone to find work.
He raised his head sideways, glanced at the guy standing next to him, took back his eyes, "I''m not free at night. I have to catch up with the work."
He doesn''t like the people in the trade union. It''s certainly not good for these people to take the initiative. He had encountered such things before. The people of the Trade Union asked him to put pressure on the employer together. At first, he just came out to work, foolishly took the words of the workers'' Union seriously, and didn''t know much about these things, so he foolishly followed. Indeed, later, their salary was a little more, about 5%, but the problem was that they would have given him three phases of the project, but they let him go at the end of the first phase.
He gradually realized that no one in the world is a fool. Whether it is to put pressure on those employers or others, the workers will always be unlucky in the end.
As for the workers'' Union?
They must have won another war with the capitalists and won wide attention and praise from the society. No one will take charge of the lives of the workers.
Seeing that Simon seemed not interested, the guy who was not too hot in his suit smiled, nodded and prepared to leave, "this is the nodding activity of the president of the trade union. You are the worker representative of the trade union. If you don''t participate in the collective activity, the score will be reduced and maybe you will be demoted." he smiled here, "I know what you are worried about. Don''t worry. I guarantee that no one will be forced to leave here after this activity. You will still find enough jobs here!"
This sentence is not aimless. Once the strike is successful, the trade union will suppress the city hall and the capitalists. If they want to start work, they must bow to the trade union. Then contact one or two smaller projects and cooperate. We are not afraid that the capitalists will not bow down, nor that mayor Turin in the city hall will not bow down. In addition, there is the president of the trade union federation Nodding in person to agree to the matter will never cause any problems.
Once the trade union firmly controls the labor market in Otis, the weight of the trade union in the city will become important. Like many cities, it can even control the direction of politics and the direction of public opinion when necessary.
Simon hesitated. The guy in suit took out his handkerchief and wiped the sweat on his forehead. "8 p.m., old Tom''s Tavern!" then he waved his hand and left.
Simon smoked the last few mouthfuls of cigarettes with his head depressed, pointed to the two young people who had just come out of town and walked over with a straight face. "You two are lazy, and then lazy. Be careful. I''ll write to your parents!"
The workers on the whole construction site immediately laughed, and the two young people turned red. They were ashamed and wanted to find something to drill in.
At the end of the evening, Simon found several old guys together and told them about the afternoon. I hope everyone can discuss an idea. This is his usual practice. After all, they are all from the same place. They have worked together for several years and know each other''s roots. He is not the kind of dictatorial foreman. That''s why everyone is willing to follow him all the time.
"I guess it has something to do with the accident a few days ago..." the oldest half old man took two puffs with a cigarette gun in his mouth, and his face was comfortable. Otis was very hot during the day, but at night it was another look, especially cool. He smiled and said with a calm look that had already seen through the flashiness of world affairs: "You can go first and listen to what those guys say. If it''s good for us, we''ll participate. If it''s not good for us, we won''t participate. It''s that simple!"
The others seemed to have the same opinion. Simon decided that if it wasn''t a bad thing, he would participate. If it wasn''t a good thing, he would stay away.
In the evening, Simon wore a coat and came to the old Tom''s tavern. He was a little surprised when he stood at the door. When he opened the door, he was a little silly. The small tavern was full of people, of whom he knew more than a dozen. He had met when he worked at nano lindes before, all of whom were foremen. He crowded into a friend who had a good relationship and sat down. He asked for a glass of wine, low price "What are the trade unions going to say today? Why are there so many people?" he asked
His friend smiled, shrugged his shoulders and said, "it''s a good thing!"
"Good thing?", before Simon finished speaking, he quickly stood up, took a small half cup of wine from an old woman who looked more than 70 years old, and politely said thank you before he sat down again, "how good?"
His friend glanced back at the innermost seat of the tavern and said, "do you know the guy who fell from a height a few days ago?". Simon nodded. Almost most workers have heard of this. Many people feel sorry for him. After all, every worker is the backbone of a family. Once he loses his ability to work, The whole family will face great difficulties in the future.
The man continued: "Buqiao said that neither the city hall nor the employer seemed to plan to pay medical expenses and other compensation. They said that the guy fell down because of his own problem and did not belong to the injury caused by work, so not only there was no compensation, but also the medical expenses needed to be taken by the guy himself. Buqiao talked to the mayor. The mayor''s attitude was very tough, so he planned to launch a strike to let the city hall Make concessions with the employer. "
"It''s a good thing for us. By the way, we can get a raise, and don''t worry if there''s an accident."
Simon originally intended to stay out of the matter, but when his friend said so, his sense of justice suddenly flooded, and he felt that what his friend said was right. If the city hall and the employer have a bad attitude, are unwilling to compensate and shirk their responsibility, they must not be allowed to muddle through so easily. They must know the power of the working class.
At about 8:30 p.m., buqiao arrived at the tavern. At this time, more than 50 foremen had gathered in the tavern, and more than 10 or 20 clearly expressed their unwillingness to participate in any action of the trade union. Buqiao did not force them, but he had drawn a picture for these people in his heart ×， In the future, there will be excellent working resources, which will never be given to these people, he vowed!
"Thank you for listening to me after a hard day''s work. I thank you very much, thank you!" he walked through the crowd and stood on the steps of the inner stairs, "I think we all know the reason why I called you here. Yes, we need to get justice for our injured co-workers. Those hateful capitalists and snobbish city halls can spend their money on extravagant eating, drinking and fun, but they are not willing to shoulder their responsibilities for a worker in need of help."
"Since they are unwilling to do so, we need to use our strength to make them understand that we have nothing and we are not weak!"
"Our working class is always a powerful force. We don''t want to show our edge all the time, but we don''t mind showing our muscles when necessary!"
"Strike!"
Bujo looked at the foremen with a solemn face, "Strike! Only by striking can they understand what they have done wrong. Justice and justice are on our side. The president personally instructed that he would support our strike, and some other social organizations would support us. We are not in order to get more salary or pursue better welfare treatment. We just want to recover our injured workers A justice! "
It was destined to be a sleepless night for many people, including bujo himself, who didn''t sleep very late. Especially when he first returned to the workers'' Union, the lawyer handed him the application for the March personally approved by Turin.
He already knew that Dooling had a very tough character and that the mayor liked to pick words, so he filed an application before the parade as required by the law. He didn''t think that Dooling would approve it. In his mind, Dooling probably wouldn''t approve the Union''s application. But it doesn''t matter. He has contacted the president of the Federation and he will report it directly to him Apply in the state. If the state disagrees, it will apply to a higher level.
But he didn''t think that Dooling would agree. Why did he agree? Or what conspiracy did he have, or did he realize the seriousness of the problem and prepare to compromise?
Buqiao doesn''t know all this. The only thing he knows is that it has been approved. In two days, he will hold a huge strike parade, and maybe he will know what Dolin is thinking. At the same time, Dolin will also know that no matter what tricks he has, any conspiracy is as fragile as a toilet paper in front of tens of thousands of workers and can''t withstand the impact of rainstorm!
The next day, the sun still rises, and there is no strange atmosphere in Otis. The workers at every construction site are working hard, and no one is lazy. Everyone is working hard and waiting for the moment when the sun rises dozens of hours later.
[strike is strike, parade is parade]