Let It Rot Even Worse
Factories around the world are facing some problems, and among the workers under the factory owners, there are always a few who are different.
These people are basically organizers or leaders of the Labor Union in the factory, which inevitably leads to a discussion of how the Labor Union operate.
They would have their registered members unite the workers in their respective factories and then form an in-plant Labor Union to unite the workers.
When people gather together, there will inevitably be a leader and some Middle Class, and these people often end up becoming some of the troublemakers in the factory.
On the assembly line, one person's laziness can slow down the entire line, causing a large number of parts that need to be processed to accumulate at each stage.
This is a serious waste of time, equivalent to reducing the intensity of the work, but the salary is not reduced.
In fact, the workers support these troublemakers because their actions can make most of the assembly line less busy and slower. Some factory workers even do this on purpose every now and then.
In the early years when factories were doing well and there was still plenty of room for domestic demand, factory owners could only compromise with workers' behavior by offering extra meals or paying them an extra hour or two of overtime pay to get them back to working seriously.
Over time, this behavior has become a common way of resting. Looking at the history of factory development around the world, it is actually a process of struggle between workers and factory owners.
The workers tried every means to fight for more benefits, higher wages, more comprehensive protections, and various safety net measures for themselves.
As long as they work, no matter how much they do, the factory owner must pay them at least the minimum wage; otherwise, the Labor Union will cause them trouble, and lawyers will also cause them trouble.
The mayor's immediate opposition to Lin Qi's proposal to change the employment structure was based on this very point.
The power of workers is still very strong. Although capitalists and politicians rule the world, the vast majority of people are still ordinary people and workers. The laws that target workers actually protect not only workers, but also capitalists.
If Lin Qi were to shake up the most basic employment system, it could very well trigger an even bigger upheaval.
However, from the current perspective, whether or not this frenzy exists is no longer of much significance, because even without these events, they were already causing trouble, and with these events, they cannot cause any more trouble.
On the contrary, if this can solve some of the current problems in the factory and give workers the opportunity to return to work, it would be a good thing.
This is what the mayor values. Now, whoever has a job speaks loudly, even louder than the Labor Union members.
After writing and taking notes for a while, the mayor put down his pen, rubbed his wrist, and asked, "If I allow you to do this first, how many jobs can you create?"
Lin Qi shook his head with a slight downward smirk. "I can't solve much. You forgot, when we talked about this topic, there was another one."
"Foreign trade!" the mayor blurted out, picking up where Lin Qi left off. He had completely recalled their conversation that day.
He frowned, but quickly relaxed. "I don't want anyone to know what I'm saying today..." Lin Qi nodded. He didn't say anything to make a promise, as that would look silly. "... You can prepare some materials first. This matter should be decided around the beginning of next year."
Lin Qi immediately understood the meaning behind the mayor's words: the president might step down in the first quarter of next year. Whether he would be forced out or submit his resignation to Congress was still unclear, but he couldn't hold on any longer.
The mayor was able to obtain this information from his political mentor, who was also one of the important senior figures in the Progressive Party —the Chief Executive Chief of the Progressive Party Development Office.
Mayor Landon was personally recruited by this man, who is now the top Chief in the Office of Development, during his college years; the two have an extraordinary relationship.
Because of the problems with the Sabine City Transportation Company, he consulted his "teacher," who told him that he could take action against the transportation company.
The winning bidder for the transportation company was a member of the presidential system. The fact that a Conservative Party was able to secure the position in Progressive Party city was essentially a covert exchange of interests. Thanks to this exchange, the mayor knew the outcome of this farce some time in advance.
People who know secrets want to confide in others. The mayor reinforced his authority, or at least to some extent, by using this understated approach, and it also eased his own urge to confide.
The fact that a mayor has access to information about when the president will step down inevitably leads to much speculation.
Lin Qi subtly indicated that he understood the mayor's skill, and the mayor, satisfied, let Lin Qi leave. After thinking for a moment, he picked up the phone.
He needs to discuss this with the people above him, including the governor, his teacher, and Lin Qi, about this idea, this new way of cooperation, and the issue of foreign trade.
As I left the City Hall, a large number of demonstrators had already gathered in the City Hall small square outside. They held up signs and chanted slogans numbly at the call of their leader.
Their gazes lingered on Lin Qi for a moment, their eyes shifting from curiosity, greed, envy, and jealousy to fear before finally turning away in a very short time—a process that was both incredibly complex and magical.
The idea of not offending wealthy people is something everyone is taught from childhood by their parents, teachers, and other elders, to the point that even now, many people still have some fear of these wealthy individuals.
After a brief silence as they watched Lin Qi drive away in his luxury car, the crowd erupted once again in a powerful and furious roar!
The car slowly drove through the chaotic streets and came to a stop outside Lin Qi's house. The driver got out of the car and prepared to leave. He was a driver for Community Service Company and did not serve just one person.
Lin Qi called out to him.
"Thank you so much for driving for me so many times. I still don't know your name." He lit a cigarette outside the car and offered one to the driver as well.
The driver, somewhat flattered (becoming even more humble and cautious due to the sudden appreciation), accepted the cigarette with both hands and lit it himself with a match. "My name is Jack, Mr. Lin Qi."
To Jack, a big shot like Lin Qi was like a white cloud floating in the sky, while he himself was just a blade of grass on the ground. He didn't know why Lin Qi had called him over, but he knew it must be a good thing.
The Community Service Company is also laying off staff, and some residents in this upscale villa community have been forced to move away for various reasons.
The vacant houses reduced the service company's monthly revenue to a minimum, making it impossible for them to maintain a team of the previous size while ensuring profits.
Many ordinary domestic workers have been laid off, and drivers are next. However, not all positions have been affected; security posts in the community have actually been strengthened.
Some veterans with Gun License were hired①, which was well received by the remaining residents.
If he could gain Lin Qi's favor, Jack thought he might be able to stay; he didn't want to lose his job.
Lin Qi wanted to say something, but in the end he kept quiet, nodded, and shook hands with Jack.
Jack watched Lin Qi return home, completely bewildered, and then stubbed out his cigarette.
As he approached the community office, he lit another cigarette.
According to the Community Service Company's rules and regulations, staff members are not allowed to smoke in non-smoking areas of the community. This is a sign of respect for the residents, and Jack clearly violated this rule.
His superiors immediately reprimanded him and even considered using the opportunity to fire him, but Jack's words quickly defused the crisis and any potential future crises.
"These are cigarettes that Mr. Lin Qi gave me. He asked me to smoke with him for a while."
Looking at the cigarette that was still half-eaten, the supervisor was silent for a moment. "Don't let me see this kind of thing again, understand?"
Jack nodded and obediently returned to his office to wait for the other residents' travel needs.
Everything was as if nothing had happened.
Back in his room, Lin Qi called the child king to come over. He had legally adopted the children and placed them in a nearby community.
The main reason is that the houses there are cheaper and bigger, which can accommodate more than a dozen teenagers.
The leader of the children was the oldest among them, already fifteen years old this year. He was also the first child in Lin Qi's memory to rush over and shove the iron rod into the Newspaper Boss's body.
His name is Noel Green, and he has a younger brother named Fern Green. In principle, they should have changed their names to Lin Qi's surname, but Lin Qi refused, and they retained their original surnames as a sign of respect.
Just as he said at the beginning, even if Lin Qi adopts them, they don't need to call Lin Qi" Dad," but rather "Boss."
Noel arrived quickly, panting heavily as he entered, as if he had run there. He was out of breath. "Sir?"
Lin Qi beckoned to him to sit down. "You guys are out there all the time, you must know something about some of the shady things in Sabine City, right?"
Noel nodded. "Yes, sir."
"Your work hasn't changed recently, but you need to be careful that no one tries to take advantage of our company, or even me. Do you understand what I mean?"
Noel nodded again. "I know, sir..." He hesitated, "Can I know why?"
Lin Qi simply said in a very calm tone, "Our warehouse has been robbed."