Chapter 277 What does his son do?
Zhou Yi's words left Zhou Jianguo confused.
"If they don't really go, then why encourage them? If they don't really go, how can the factory leaders agree?" Zhou Jianguo asked.
"Dad, there's a saying that a sword is most intimidating when it's in its scabbard. Do you understand?"
Zhou Jianguo thought about it and shook his head.
"Well, let's put it this way. You have to motivate them, but you can't actually go to the factory director and force him to express his opinion right then and there. There will be several problems."
"First, a march needs to be reported and applied for in advance. Otherwise, it will be suspected of being illegal and the organizers will be detained."
Zhou Jianguo was suddenly shocked.
"Secondly, if the conflict escalates, the factory director will lose face, and the matter will definitely be reported to the city. Even if the factory director agrees at the time under pressure, his words will likely be disregarded due to the escalation of the issue."
"Third, workers' emotions are uncontrollable. Everyone's situation is different. If some people become emotional and incite others, things are likely to get out of control."
Humans are emotional animals and are easily influenced by others, especially in an environment with large crowds of people.
Zhou Jianguo took a deep breath and said, "Then why am I inciting them?"
"You can incite them, but don't take them to the factory right away. Wait at least a day to give them some buffer time. And before that, find someone to file a complaint with the factory!"
"Complain?" Zhou Jianguo said, "Wait a minute, my mind is a little confused, let me think about it."
"Son, you mean to say that I instigated the riot while at the same time sending people to complain to the factory?"
Zhou Yi nodded.
Zhou Jianguo shook his head repeatedly: "No, no, no, that would make me two-faced. Your father has never done such a thing in his life."
"No, don't worry. Listen to me. The purpose of filing a complaint is to let the factory leaders know in advance that you've organized a disturbance. Then the factory will definitely investigate, right? As soon as they investigate, they'll know it's true. Then the factory definitely can't let the matter get out of hand. The biggest fear of laid-off workers is unrest."
"Uh-huh."
"Once the factory confirms this, they'll have to contact you, the organizer, in advance to prevent this from happening."
Zhou Jianguo nodded, vaguely seeming to understand what his son meant.
"At that time, you'll be qualified to negotiate with factory leaders, even the factory director. To prevent worker demonstrations and rallies, and to prevent the matter from being reported to the district or even the city, the factory will listen carefully to your demands. I don't need to teach you what to say then."
Zhou Jianguo suddenly realized, "So it's this sword that's in the sheath."
"That's right. It's most intimidating before a disturbance occurs. The factory will do its best to prevent it from happening, and if things are handled properly before they happen, the factory leaders will look good. If the disturbance really gets to the factory director's office, like the enemy is at the gate, the director won't be thinking about how to make up for the loss. He'll be thinking about how to suppress the matter and explain it to the higher-ups."
Zhou Jianguo felt as if he had suddenly realized that the instigated workers were the sword in his hand. The factory director was afraid that the sword had not been unsheathed yet. Once it was unsheathed, it would be a fight to the death, and if things went wrong, it would be even more difficult to resolve.
"Son, what if the factory doesn't look for me?"
Zhou Yi patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Dad. Unless your message wasn't delivered properly, there's no way I wouldn't find you. So you have to think about who to tip off and who to tell. I can't help you with that."
Zhou Jianguo frowned, thinking about who to look for.
"There's another problem. I've never negotiated before. What if I can't win the argument?" Zhou Jianguo thought for a moment and asked, "How about I ask your mom to come along? Your mom is quite good at talking."
"No, Dad, please don't let my mom get involved!" Zhou Yi firmly denied, "If we don't mess this up, we'll be finished."
"Then what should we do..."
"That's easy. When the time comes, you can call Uncle San in front of all the factory leaders and let him negotiate the matter. Who to sell it to, how to sell it, what the price is, and how to sign the contract. He's the expert on this."
Zhou Jianguo nodded repeatedly: "Okay, then I'll find a time today to call your third uncle and tell him about this."
In the No. 2 Steel Dormitory, people began to move, put on their work clothes and entered the factory.
Although the security guard could not recognize all the laid-off workers, he knew who they were because a large group of workers were entering the factory after get off work hours.
Soon someone reported the news to the security department, and the security department immediately became nervous.
Because before announcing the list of layoffs, the factory director made a clear request to the head of the security department, Luo Mingliang, during a meeting, that the workers must not be allowed to gather and cause trouble.
Luo Mingliang immediately asked the security department to go down and investigate the situation to see if the workers had gathered together. If there were any such signs, they were to report to him immediately.
Therefore, Zhou Yi's judgment was absolutely correct. This kind of thing was originally a concern of the factory leaders and was the focus of prevention.
In his previous life, he was not clear about the situation in the factory, but he suspected that some people must have tried to get together to make demands to the factory, but nothing happened. Either they were disbanded in advance, or no one was willing to be the first to take action.
It was not until Huang Xiaomao was completely driven to desperation because of his father's suicide and detention that he became the fuse.
However, it is one thing to get information from the top, but it is more important to have someone "report" it from below, because that way the information can be more accurate.
Zhou Jianguo originally wanted to find Kong Laosan to be the "whistleblower", after all, he was a model worker.
But now he didn't dare let Kong Lao San do it. This old guy was always ready to hang himself. If he did something stupid in impulse, things would be troublesome.
After thinking about it, Zhou Jianguo remembered Xiao Zhao from the iron smelting plant that his wife had mentioned.
Xiao Zhao is 38 years old this year, which is actually not young.
When he first joined the factory, he was led by Zhou Jianguo, who taught him the forklift skills step by step.
Although he only followed Zhou Jianguo for a little over a year, he did call him Master.
The reason why Zhou Jianguo thought of him was not what Zhang Qiuxia said. After all, Zhang Qiuxia was just desperate and trying all kinds of treatments, and she didn't know the situation.
He had approached Xiao Zhao because he loved playing cards, and he did it for a lot of money, with big wins and losses. Several of Xiao Zhao's card-playing buddies were from the security department.
If he goes to "report", he should be able to pass the news directly to the ears of Luo Mingliang, the head of the security department.
Zhou Jianguo didn't hesitate, rode his bicycle into the factory, and found Xiao Zhao in the ironworks workshop.
Xiao Zhao was quite surprised by his arrival. After all, he had heard yesterday that Zhou Jianguo and his wife were also on the list of laid-off workers.
"Master, why are you here?" Xiao Zhao shouted with a guilty conscience. After all, he was not on the list. Although it was not the list he made, he still felt a little guilty.
"Xiao Zhao, I'm here to ask you for a favor."
"Master, I really can't help you with this matter of layoffs. I am just playing card buddies with those people in the security department, and we don't have much friendship." Because in his workshop, one of the old workers on the list yesterday had already approached him, wanting him to ask his connections in the security department to plead for him, and he thought Zhou Jianguo came for this purpose as well.
But Zhou Jianguo said calmly: "You think too much. I'm not here to ask for mercy. I have other things to do."
"Something else? What is it, Master?"
Zhou Jianguo waved his hand and said, "Go to the security department and report me."
"Oh, okay." Xiao Zhao was stunned for a moment and answered instinctively, but suddenly came to his senses and asked, "What? Report?"
"That's what happened..."
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In the security chief's office, Luo Mingliang used a thermos to refill his glass with water.
The tea leaves in the cup swirl with the water, and the cup is labeled with the label of canned yellow peaches.
There was a stack of newspapers on the table, but he hadn't read many pages, and it was obvious that his mind was not on the newspapers.
The people sent out to gather information basically brought back similar information: tomorrow morning at 10 o'clock, the laid-off workers will gather at Gate No. 3.
But who was the leader, or what they were gathering for, was unknown. All we knew was that they were going to seek an explanation from the factory director. There were even rumors that someone was going to bring a rope, and if the director refused, they would hang themselves outside his office.
This scared him, because if that was the case, his job as the head of the security department would be over.
His name will be the first on the next list of layoffs.
Luo Mingliang was fidgeting and pacing back and forth in the office when suddenly someone opened the door and rushed in.
"Section...Section Chief, I know who is behind this."
"who?"
"Someone just reported Zhou Jianguo, the forklift driver in Workshop No. 2 of the steel mill, who organized tomorrow's workers' rally."
"Zhou Jianguo?" Luo Mingliang thought for a moment. "Isn't he a very honest man? Could he have made a mistake?"
"No doubt he was trying to win over Zhao Zhongyi from the ironworks. Zhao Zhongyi had followed him when he joined the factory and called him Master. But Zhao Zhongyi and us were close friends and we often played cards together, so he came and reported us as soon as he got the news."
"I didn't expect that Zhou Jianguo actually has this ability. Okay, bring him back immediately and have a thorough interrogation to see what he is trying to do." Luo Mingliang waved his hand and said.
But the subordinate didn't move his feet. Instead, he said with some embarrassment: "Well, Chief Luo, I advise you not to do this."
"What? He's just a forklift driver. I'm the head of the security department of No. 2 Steel, so why should I be afraid of him?"
"Section Chief, you're not afraid of him, but I'm afraid we can't afford to offend his son."
"His son?" Luo Mingliang was stunned. "What does his son do?"
"His son's name is Zhou Yi. He used to be a police officer at the Nanhu Police Station, the same police station as my brother-in-law. But last time I heard from my brother-in-law that Zhou Yi has now been transferred to the Criminal Investigation Detachment of the Municipal Bureau as a criminal police officer. I heard that he is doing very well."
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