Wei Meili's son was sick, so she went to the factory leader to ask for the wages that were owed to her for half a year. Unexpectedly, the leader asked the security guard to beat her out.
She cried at the factory gate, looking at the garment factory where she had worked for ten years, feeling that her youth was not worth it!
She met her husband at the factory. He was from the same hometown as her. They met at a staff gathering. Since there weren't many male employees at the garment factory, and she couldn't find anyone better, she married him. Unexpectedly, he became lazy after marriage, spending all day playing cards and gambling, and losing all the family's savings! This time, when her child was sick, she discovered it in her savings account. She then asked her husband to go with her to the factory to ask for his salary. Unexpectedly, her husband, who usually acted so arrogantly at home, was so timid at the factory that he abandoned her and ran away after being threatened by his boss.
Looking at the stall selling stinky tofu in front of the factory, Wei Meili secretly thought that if she knew that the factory had been delaying her salary for so long, she might as well sell stinky tofu, at least she could see some money.
I can only blame myself for having stayed in the factory for too long and having a comfortable life, so I have no motivation to change jobs and leave.
As long as the fire doesn’t burn up to the eyebrows, people always feel that it is not hot enough; in winter, as long as they are not extremely hungry, they always want to curl up in the quilt.
Employees in the factory heard about her experience one after another, went on strike, and gathered in front of the factory gate.
A worker took out fifty yuan and put it in Wei Meili's hand: "Take it. I don't have much left. You know, the factory has been delaying wages!"
Other colleagues came over one after another and put the only money in their pockets into her hands.
Wei Meili was instantly moved to tears. She never expected that there could be warmth in this cold world!
"All of you, go back!" a ferocious-looking man walked up to the factory gate and shouted at the strikers, "If you don't go back, you won't get a penny of your wages."
This man is the production supervisor known as the Evil-Faced Tiger in the factory.
"We demand our wages!" a brave male employee shouted.
"I've already told you that the factory's cash flow is tight right now. We'll definitely pay you out when we have money!" said the production supervisor.
"Wait until you have money. Every time you say you will wait until you have money. When will you have money? You have been waiting for half a year!" The male employee sneered.
"Aren't you saying we're short on funds? The economy's in recession," the production supervisor said. "The funds are coming soon. The boss promised to pay them as soon as he gets back from out of town."
"You're talking nonsense. The boss is not out of town at all. I saw his sports car in front of Qingliu Nightclub yesterday!" The male employee immediately slapped himself in the face.
"You're talking nonsense. You have no money, so why are you going to a nightclub? It's obviously fake. You're making up stories about the boss!" the production supervisor scolded.
"I'm not talking nonsense." said the male employee.
"Security, security!" the production supervisor shouted.
The male employee, not to be outdone, puffed out his chest and glared back. A colleague who was on strike on the other side also stood behind him.
The two sides were on the verge of a fight, and the atmosphere suddenly became solemn.
At this time, Wang Xiaohai, Cheng Yan and Yun Mei happened to pass by here.
"There's something going on there!" Yunmei pointed at the entrance of the garment factory.
"Let's go and take a look, maybe we can get some votes!" Cheng Yan said.
Wang Xiaohai and Cheng Yan walked over together.
"What are you doing?" Wang Xiaohai asked.
"Who are you to meddle in other people's business?" said the production manager, who hadn't watched much TV recently.
"He is the mayoral candidate Wang Xiaohai." Cheng Yan stepped forward to help.
"Mayor?" The production manager was shocked. "Don't lie to me. I'm going to call the police. Is there such a young mayor?" As he said that, he took out his mobile phone and called the police to report that someone was impersonating the mayor.
When Wei Meili heard the word "mayor", she rushed towards Wang Xiaohai like a drowning person grabbing at a straw, kneeling down and shouting, "Mayor, save my child!"
Yun Mei hurried over and helped Ms. Wei Meili up: "Sister, don't be anxious, tell me what you want to say slowly."
"My child is sick, but the factory didn't pay my salary for half a year. When I went to ask for my salary, they beat me out!" Wei Meili cried.
"Really?" Wang Xiaohai said, "It's that black-hearted boss."
The colleagues around him all pointed at the production supervisor.
"Are you the boss?" Wang Xiaohai asked the production supervisor.
The supervisor said nothing and stared at Wang Xiaohai coldly.
A few minutes later, a police car arrived and the sirens blared throughout the factory.
"Don't move!" Four policemen jumped out of the car and pointed guns at Wang Xiaohai and others.
The police slowly approached the production manager who reported the case: "Did you report the case?" the police asked.
"Yes, officer, this guy is pretending to be the mayor." The production manager pointed at Wang Xiaohai.
"It's the mayoral candidate!" Cheng Yan reminded.
The production manager snorted coldly.
The police looked at Wang Xiaohai carefully. As a civil servant, he was really concerned about political affairs and news. He immediately recognized that this was indeed a mayoral candidate. It seemed that Qingliu City law stated that candidates could not be arrested during the election period. This was to protect the powerful from being attacked by their opponents.
He was at his wit's end. The police had already been dispatched, so what was he to do? He hurriedly called the police chief.
The production manager was shocked. What was going on? Why didn't the police arrest this liar? Could it really be the mayor? His forehead was sweating and he wanted to go back to the factory.
Three minutes later, the police chief's hovercraft arrived.
An obese man in police uniform jumped out of the police car.
"What's going on? You're a patrol captain and you don't know how to do your job!" the police chief accused.
"Chief, mayoral candidates cannot be arrested during the election period," the patrol captain explained in a low voice.
"If the candidate can't be arrested, then you won't arrest all the other people who reported the case!" The director cursed, "You idiot, you have a pig brain!"
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