History of Hong Kong Island

Chapter 447 The Bulls and Horses
The working class is powerful, but the workers are weak.

The villagers who are willing to work in the plastic flower are really in short supply of this job. Even if they endure more than ten hours of labor a day and breathe in the environment of poisonous plastic gas, they still have to earn their wages!When the big boss refuses to pay the high-temperature subsidy, accepting a salary increase of [-] yuan and continuing to suffer is the only way out.

In the end, the foremen led the workers to disperse, the police officers withdrew from the factory, and the trade union left in disgrace.

Yang Guang didn't think the matter was a failure, and started to contact people, do publicity work, and waited to make things bigger, because the summer had just begun, and Yangtze River Industry was not the only factory that would have accidents, and there were too many opportunities to seize.

What's more, Da Po Tsai's wife and children haven't let go yet.
Li Jiacheng will not be careless either. With a cigarette in his mouth, he watched the workers downstairs disperse, and said, "Write down the names of the foremen who took the lead in making trouble, and fire them all next month. Do you want a high temperature subsidy?" Two pennies worth of money, do you think I am opening a charitable hall?"

The summer on Hong Kong Island is very long, with more than 35 degrees for three months, and the indoor temperature of the factory is above [-] degrees, which means that once it enters summer, the high temperature fee must be paid every day.Not to mention two pennies per bell, even one penny, one yuan has to be sent out a day, and in summer, at least one person has to send out hundreds of yuan.

Although Lijiacheng raised the wages of the workers by ten yuan, which is equivalent to one hundred and twenty a year, in fact, sooner or later, the workers would have to raise their wages. There is no extra cost for a ten yuan increase to buy people's hearts.If the salary is raised this time, it will not be raised next time.

The high temperature subsidy has to be paid every year, and it is calculated in addition to wages, which has a very different meaning.

"Boss, the workers have already left." At this time, the secretary came back to report: "The factories have all resumed operation, and Da Pozai's body has also been sent home."

"Apologize to the family of Tai Po Tsai on my behalf, remember to appease them." Li Jiacheng glanced at the secretary: "Be sincere."

"Do not worry."

"Boss." The secretary shuddered.

night.

Sitting in a restaurant, Li Jiacheng and Kwun Tong O Ji Inspector Jiang Zhijie handed over a big red envelope and said, "Jiang sir, the Federation of Trade Unions promotes Zuo Pai ideas, runs night schools in violation of regulations, recruits members, and relies on extortion for labor compensation For profit, it is suspected to be a triad organization."

"Please help with the investigation."

Jiang Zhijie is in his early thirties, looks upright, and looks solid, but he is very skillful in receiving red envelopes. He can tell that there are tens of thousands of yuan at the first touch.

"I'll do my best to look it up."

He didn't say it dead.

Li Jiacheng showed joy, raised his glass with both hands and said, "Thank you Jiang sir!"

"cheers."

Jiang Zhijie raised his glass in return, and he ate about the same. After receiving the money, he put down his glass, got up and left the restaurant.

In fact, since the last Double Ten incident, Li Jiacheng has tried the taste of a worker's iron fist. He knows that in the social environment of Hong Kong Island, if he wants to do business successfully, he must be able to enjoy both black and white. He invested money in Chao Yiyong, and helped a boy to be the master of Huang Daxian's hall.

Afterwards, he wanted to make friends with people in the police force, but the high-ranking officers of the police force held all the power, so they couldn't see him.The people at the bottom are useless, and finally they racked their brains to build a good relationship with Jiang Zhijie, and now they can finally come in handy.

Of course, Jiang Zhijie was not his, but Lei Luo's subordinate, He Dingxian's lineage.Generally speaking, Sir He's people will definitely target him, but the reality is not so rigid, and the people under him have to make money.Although Jiang sir would not fight against the boss of the police force for him, but he would not mind doing a little favor.Although Inspector O Ji of Wong Tai Sin District, Inspector Hua, and the head of the uniform team seemed to keep a distance from him and not have personal relationships with him, but Kwun Tong was separated by a district, so there was no need to avoid danger.

The higher-ups usually don't have the time to pay attention to the things below, and he didn't use Sir He's people to do anything against Sir He.With his current position in the Chinese capital, how could he have access to the plans of the highest level of Chinese capital?
"Arresting the chairman of the Federation of Trade Unions surnamed Yang is tantamount to breaking the backs of the workers." Li Jiacheng felt relieved: "It's a pleasure to have someone in the police force do things. If you want to arrest them, they will arrest them. Let's see how the workers continue to make trouble."

Jiang Zhijie returned home, washed his face, threw the red envelope on the bed, picked up the bedside phone in a hurry, and dialed a series of numbers.

"Beep beep."

"Hey?"

He Dingxian was eating a bowl of wonton noodles at home, and answered the phone at the dining table.

"Sir!"

Jiang Zhijie immediately stood in awe, stood at attention and saluted, and stomped the ground heavily: "Good evening!"

"Say."

He Dingxian chewed Tunyun, and the shrimp roe exploded in his mouth.

Jiang Zhijie said: "Li Jiacheng took 2 yuan and asked me to help arrest Yang Guang from the Federation of Trade Unions, and asked me to define the Federation of Trade Unions as a triad organization."

"Hey."

He Dingxian couldn't help laughing, because from a legal point of view, the Federation of Trade Unions is really an illegal organization, but due to the big face in the north, the Hong Kong government can't deal with it without authorization, so it turns a blind eye.

"Do it."

"Boss Li even gave away the money. If you don't do something, the police force will have a bad reputation."

Jiang Zhijie wasn't even a chess piece, but he was found to be connected with Li Jiacheng. After being beaten a little, he immediately turned into a mad dog. He had long wanted to kill Li Jiacheng for the boss.But the big brother didn't speak all the time, which made Jiang Zhijie feel uneasy, and immediately stood at attention when he heard the words, and shouted: "Yes, sir!"

"I'll do it for sure."

He knew what the big boss meant, but he was very bitter in his heart. At the beginning, because he drank with Li Jiacheng twice, he was stripped from the direct army and became a glove for doing dirty things. The more dirty things he did, the more he left Power is farther away.

It will be difficult to get a higher position in the future, and the best outcome is to be transferred to a clerical position. I really hate Li Jiacheng in my heart, and I wish I could get rid of him as soon as possible.

He Dingxian didn't care about the thoughts of some fools, hung up the phone, picked up the bowl, and drank the noodle soup in big gulps.

Day two.

morning.

"Walk."

With a wave of his hand, Jiang Zhijie hurried out of the police station with more than a dozen plainclothes police officers with guns in their waists.

Tai Po District.

In Dawo Village, more than a dozen wreaths were placed at the gate of Taiheng Wen's ancestral hall. The dead Tai Po Tsai was a member of "Taiheng Wen's family", and his real name was "Wen Jingyi".

The name is good, but the fate is bitter.

The ancestor of "Taiheng Wenshi" is a national hero. Wen Tianrui, the younger brother of "Wen Tianxiang", one of the three heroes in the late Song Dynasty, fled to Taiheng Township in New Territories because of his escape in the late Song Dynasty. Support, let Wen's become the top [-] common surnames on Hong Kong Island.

However, Wen Jinyi had no skills and no status in the clan, so he just used the dilapidated ancestral hall to hold a funeral.In fact, since the Wen’s Ancestral Hall was destroyed during World War II, the rich people’s weddings and funerals were not held in the Ancestral Hall, only the poorest and poorest people came.

The clan has also been raising funds to repair the ancestral hall.

At this time, Yang Guang, the chairman of the Federation of Trade Unions, rushed to the gate of the ancestral hall, presented a piece of silk gold, bowed and said, "Together with several workers' representatives, I came to send the literary workers for the last journey."

"Thank you."

"Thank you." The widow burst into tears holding the child.

Yang Guang led the people into the ancestral hall, bowed three times, and offered incense. As soon as he walked out of the room, he saw several plainclothes police officers stepping forward, pulling up the corners of their clothes to block them.Jiang Zhijie, who took the lead, held up his ID and said, "Kwun Tong O Ji, I suspect that you are suspected of leading a triad organization, please come with us."

"joke!"

Yang Guang laughed angrily when he saw this, and said loudly: "The Federation of Trade Unions is an organization that unites the working class, conveys the power of the working class, and is the red sun in the sun. How could it have something to do with such a low-level organization like the Triad Society? "

"Officer, you have to consider the impact before you arrest me. Be careful that even your green skin will be stripped off."

Jiang Zhijie frowned, as if he had been guessed by the tail, he was really angry, and waved: "Pull away!"

"Who cares about your red, blue, green and purple, take them back and make a record first."

Two plainclothes men began to arrest people.

Yang Guang recalled, and exclaimed: "You are a running dog of capitalism, you were sent by the capitalist Li Jiacheng! I know you sir, I advise you"

Jiang Zhijie was irritated when he heard this, and he slapped him, which made Yang Guang lose his mind.

Seeing the guests being beaten, the widow of Tai Po Tsai couldn't help but stepped forward to help, but was also pushed to the ground by plainclothes police officers.The police officers are used to being domineering. Although they don't necessarily like to do things to women and children, if anyone dares to challenge the authority of the police force, they will beat them as they should.

When the Wen clan members who helped out saw the widow holding the baby crying on the ground, the crowd became angry for a while, and soon some people ran to Dawo Village and Jinshi Village to call for people.

Jiang Zhijie asked his subordinates to hold him and ran out of Tai Po in a hurry.

noon that day.

The widow of Tai Po Tsai was beaten, and the news that the police officers took away the chairman of the Federation of Trade Unions at the funeral immediately spread throughout the New Territories.When the worker representatives of the plastic flower factory brought the news back to San Po Kong, the workers' anger was completely raised.

"Damn, Da Po died in the factory, and the boss let people bully his wife and children. I would rather starve to death than make money for this kind of person!"

Many workers left the factory one after another when they got off work at noon, and went to visit Wen's Ancestral Hall together.Some workers gathered together and wanted to seek justice from Boss Li, but they were dispersed by the Chaozhou helpers who had already prepared.

Li Jiacheng intends to put pressure on the workers, so how could he not have prepared means in the factory?

At noon that day, more than a dozen workers were injured, not only fired from the factory, but also fired the workshop foreman.There is a smell of blood in the Yangtze River Industry. The primitive accumulation of capital always sheds the blood and tears of workers.

Only those who do not deserve wealth create wealth.

The rest of the workers were all in danger, but Li Jiacheng was quite proud of himself. In his opinion, apart from doing business, he finally had a little way to play politics.In Wen's ancestral hall, Taiheng Wen's clerk, Wen Jingsheng, saw several wounded and dying disciples being brought back, and he was furious: "Use my people from the New Territories, if you want to beat them, you can kill them if you want to kill them." , how much money is so great, and people from the New Territories are used like cattle and horses!"

(End of this chapter)