Blackstone Code Chapter 215: Good luck and who is more stupid than anyone
New URL: Tom, a very common name, so common that people are reluctant to give their children such a bland name.
But it is indeed a person's name, and the owner of this name is hiding in an alley in fear at this time.
A military vehicle drove slowly through the street. The people on the military vehicle could not see Tom, who was hiding in the deepest part of the alley. The soldier with his hands on the machine gun's eyes would only stay on those things that might appear in the light. on the figure.
The strike is over, and martial law has been relaxed a little bit, turning into a curfew.
No one is allowed to be on the streets without a valid reason for the eleven hours from 6pm to 7am every day.
Originally, the military's intention was to issue passes to those who need to go out in the middle of the night, but some people think that this is a bit like the repressive rule of a country without freedom under a dictatorship, which hinders the freedom of the Baylor Federation. name, they canceled the idea and practice.
Those who instead need to take to the streets must provide the military with their Social Security numbers and instructions for their presence outside the bedroom during curfew.
This is much more free. No one interferes with the free will of the people. They can appear wherever and whenever they want, as long as they can explain why.
This is the sweetness of freedom, long live the Free Federation!
Tom was relieved by the departure of the military vehicle. After waiting for a while, he did not hear the sound of the boots stepping on the ground when the soldiers were patrolling, and he shuttled between light and shadow again.
The destination he was going to this time was Nell's house.
He is Nell's best friend. They have been in the same class since the first grade of elementary school. Until not long ago, they were still employees in a factory, and they were unemployed together.
It's not accurate to say it's unemployment, because it's not unemployment, it's just a complete shutdown of the factory, indefinitely.
The idea of their foreman at that time was to take a group of people to pull the raw materials in the raw material warehouse to the workshop for direct use, and then take out the finished products and sell them for money to make up for their losses.
In this matter, two good brothers who have always walked the same way have some differences.
Later Tom and other workers pried open the factory's raw material warehouse and pulled the raw materials into the workshop for production. The produced products were equally distributed to all the workers, who took these products home and disposed of them themselves Yes, but it is said that most of them were dealt with by the Interstellar Trading Company.
Although it is said that the auction will not operate normally during the general strike, acquisitions have never been a problem. Of course, people can follow the rules and regulations to carry out commodity recycling, mainly because the recycling place is protected by security guards with guns. Judging from their professional level, it should not be fake.
Everyone thought that there would be no follow-up to this incident. During the general strike, the factory owner didn't do anything to them. Unexpectedly, just after the general strike ended, their boss sued all of them. went to the court and demanded compensation from them, with a total amount of more than three million.
The police and the military have begun to arrest them, and a new batch of police officers are in place, and they are more efficient than the previous ones.
Once the cops thought they could come to work after the strike, they ignored that they weren't the only option, which opened the VA's office to an opportunity.
A large number of veterans have filled the missing posts in the Sabine Regional Police Department and all sub-stations, and there are no more positions for those officers who were planning to return after the strike is over.
It is almost impossible to expect to escape legal punishment in this situation. After Tom escaped an arrest, he planned to ask Nell for help. He heard that Nell seems to be doing well now. With a managerial title, maybe he can help himself.
In fact, when all the compensation is distributed to each person, it is not that much, only ten thousand or twenty thousand dollars... that's all!
After escaping several patrols, Tom finally came to Nell's door. He knocked on the door, and after a while, the sound of people moving was heard in the room.
I don't know if the city was as quiet as a cemetery without the slightest noise. Tom outside the door even heard the sound of some kind of mechanical spring being pulled and the sound of guns coming from the room.
Meanwhile, Nell's wary voice came from the room, "There's no money here, and we don't want trouble..."
The number of evils that have arisen during the general strike is simply because people's eyes are drawn to both the labor and management of the strike, who fail to notice that during this time at least hundreds of homes have been invaded and some women have been abused , some were even killed by burglars.
People don't notice because these have nothing to do with their vital interests, they can only see what is relevant to them.
The knocking on the door in the middle of the night made Nell very nervous. His answer was like the most common answer from people of this class. You come here to rob, you can't get anything at all, and he even euphemistically expressed that no matter what He admits his cowardly attitude, and he doesn't want to make trouble.
"It's me, Tom."
The door opened, and the light from the door made Tom gasp. He looked at Nell, and suddenly there was a thousand words in his chest, and he didn't know where to start.
"You're the only one?" Nell looked down the dark hallway behind Tom, the pistol hidden behind him and not even his finger off the trigger.
Tom nodded, and Nell stepped aside, shoveling his pistol into his pocket and ushering Tom in.
After letting Tom in, Nell took another look at the dark hallway before closing and locking the door so it couldn't be opened directly from the outside.
Here's a little trick you must master in a place like this. People often don't lock the door when people come to the house, which gives some people outside the door an opportunity to take advantage, but here, Nell doesn't It will give the wish of those who do not know whether it exists or not.
After the two sat down, Nell poured some wine for Tom, it was getting colder and there was no heating in the room.
If you don't drink a little, they'll be frozen from the inside out very quickly, and that's not a good taste.
The two didn't say anything immediately after they sat down. They just sat silently for a while and drank wine for a while.
Perhaps because of the alcohol, Tom's expression became ugly, "You help me, now the only person who can help me is you."
Nell looked at this decades-old friend, and he suddenly realized that he was not as softhearted as he used to be, and agreed immediately, which may have something to do with his recent experience.
In the more than a month of working with Asir since Lynch commissioned him to be the manager of a construction company, he finally understands that some things are not as simple as people think.
At first he thought that capitalists are evil, but when he also became a "capitalist's lackey", he suddenly found that this matter was not quite as absolute and simple as he thought.
Outside the job center, he felt that everyone was pitiful, and some people even knelt on the ground and folded their hands as if they were kneeling to the Lord and prayed to him, begging him to give each other a job, so that their family could get through this Difficulties.
He wanted to save a lot of people, but in the end, he couldn't.
Lynch gave him a limited budget, he had to finish the work Lynch gave him before those budgets ran out, he couldn't save everyone.
He picks out some of the most pitiful of them, but soon finds himself deceived.
Some people work really hard, but some people are always lazy, and a guy in his thirties deliberately hurt his finger, not only asked not to work, but also had to pay him equivalent to Salary for other labor hours, not minimum wage.
Gradually, he became less indignant, he became calm and indifferent, he didn't know whether it was a good phenomenon or a bad phenomenon, he just understood that he knew more about the world.
Nell didn't make a statement, and Tom didn't react immediately, he just thought he was too vague.
"The last incident, the incident that Hick said, the boss has already called the police and sued us, and I can't accompany the money!"
"He actually asked us to compensate him according to the price of the goods. Even if I still keep those things in my hands, I can't afford to pay that much money. He only needs money!"
The boss they once worked for asked them to compensate the factory for more than 3 million economic losses. About 80% of the compensation was based on the market price of the commodity.
In other words, no matter how much the raw materials they stole are worth, they must compensate the factory for the price of the goods sold in the store.
Actually, the owner of the factory didn't even think that he made a fortune inexplicably. He was about to go bankrupt and came back to life in an instant.
At the same time, in order to appease the capitalists, the city hall and the judiciary also agreed to sue and crack down on these groups that caused damage in the strike action. The Sabine City Court agreed with the factory owner's request~IndoMTL. com~ If these guys make less than three million, they're going to face horrible sentences.
Tom's face was full of remorse at this time, "I should have listened to you in the first place, Nell, you have to help me!"
Nell was silent for a while, "How much is left?"
Tom said something he himself felt embarrassed about, "Twenty-two thousand dollars..."
This gave Nell a headache, and he couldn't help frowning, "How much did you sell for the ones you got?"
"One thousand five hundred..."
The room was quiet all of a sudden, and it took Nell more than ten seconds to make sure that his ears heard correctly, "You sold something for tens of thousands of dollars... 1,500 yuan? "
He never felt that Tom was a fool, and sometimes he was a little clever, but he hadn't seen him for more than a month, and he suddenly felt that Tom was not just stupid!