The next morning at eight o'clock.
Location: Workshop 1 of the garment factory.
Main participants.
The garment factory was represented by Comrade Jia Youcai with full authority, accompanied by Comrade Chen Xueru.
The representatives of the Xi family were led by Comrade Zhao Gang, assisted by Comrade Wang Xiu Lan. After questioning, the meeting recorder found out that the man's surname was Li and his name was Huaide.
The liberated women were nominated by the crowd to speak as a representative.
There was an empty space in the middle of the workshop, with many chairs placed on it, and they were filled with women.
Some are older than 40 years old, while others are younger than adults.
The total number is around 150 people, and these people don't have any major skin diseases, but I don't know what's wrong with them internally.
Everyone sat down and the scene gradually quieted down. As the landlord.
Uh, no, it was the factory owner, Jia Youcai, who tapped the table with his fingers, indicating that he wanted to speak.
Jia Youcai was not afraid of the stage, he stood up and said, "I think some of you know me.
It doesn't matter if you don't know me. Let me introduce myself first.
My surname is Jia, my given name is Youcai, I am the sixth child in my family, and my nickname is…"
Hmm, before Jia Youcai revealed his reputation in the underworld, Comrade Zhao Gang beside him coughed and glanced in the direction of the recorder.
Jia Youcai immediately understood that he couldn't talk nonsense because he had to take notes of the meeting. It seemed that Lao Li and Zhao Gang were not in the same group.
Jia Youcai stopped talking, but was taken over by Xia Hong next to him.
"We sisters all know about Sixth Master's affairs, but some of us have never met you in person.
If you have anything to say, just say it directly. We sisters still trust Sixth Master."
Jia Youcai nodded at Xia Hong and asked, "Your name is Xia Hong. You were the one who called yourself Sister Hong in the building last time, right?"
Xia Hong nodded quickly: "Sixth Master, do you still remember me?"
"Don't call me Sixth Master anymore, just call me Jia Youcai or Comrade Jia.
I'll say what I want to say straight out of the box. Please keep quiet and listen to me.
Now is a new era, a new society, everyone is equal, women can also hold up half the sky, the old-fashioned names in the past should be forgotten.
We start over and look forward.
As for your previous status, whether it was out of helplessness, forced, or voluntary, it is all in the past.
Since you can come here, it means you have chosen to start a new life.
I am willing to accept you, but I have to be frank with you.
I personally sympathize with the misfortunes, oppression, and exploitation you have experienced in the past.
There will be no discrimination against you in any sense, including your status or occupation.
Nor will we look down on your personal dignity in any sense.
But people are diverse, especially since this is a large factory with a large number of employees.
In the initial stage, everyone may be isolated together for a period of time to give the different women on both sides a chance to slowly integrate.
In addition, you all have some occupational diseases to a greater or lesser extent, and this is also done to avoid infection.
But you can rest assured, I have already purchased some medicines, all from outside.
It won't be long before everyone can recover from their illness, slowly integrate into the group, and start a new life.
As for the money, there is no need to worry. The factory will advance the money, except for the medicine.
I see that after you were liberated, apart from the clothes you carried with you, there probably weren't many of you with any extra property.
Various necessities of life, such as clothes, quilts, shoes and socks, towels, toothbrushes, etc.
The factory can advance the payment first, and then deduct it from your salary in three years without interest.
All material prices are original factory prices, open and transparent, with no additional costs added, and are supervised by the party representative, Comrade Wang Xiulan.
Wang Xiulan was listening at the side, lost in thought, when she suddenly heard her own name, or the representative of some party.
Her mind was suddenly confused. How could she not know what the representative of the other party was? And she was supervising? What for? She had other work waiting to be done.
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