The summer in Jiangnan is the most difficult. Walking outside is like holding a brazier, and you will feel like you are entering a sauna.

Even hiding in the house doesn't work. The warm wind almost suffocates.

Ye Hua hid in the mansion to cool off. There was flowing water passing under the flower hall, taking away the heat. The flowing water also pushed a water truck, which drove the fan and kept blowing. The temperature was at least six or seven degrees lower than outside.

Just at Ye Hua's hand, he had just taken it out of the well water in front of a watermelon.

Li Si hurried over and entered the flower hall. He immediately felt relieved and happy. He tore open the clothes on his chest and blew hard at the fan.

"I said, junior brother, you will enjoy it. Brother has endured a lot."

Li Si has gained weight in recent years, his heart is wide and his body is fat. Not to mention in the south, even in the north, he can't bear it. When he saw the watermelon, he hurriedly picked it up, without using a knife, and broke it directly. He picked up a petal and chewed it in big mouthfuls, making his whole body covered in juice, without any image.

Li Si has another reason. In front of watermelon, no matter whether it is a peddler or a grandson, what he wants is a heroic spirit!

After gnawing more than half of the watermelon, Li Si burped and finally felt relieved.

"Junior brother, your move is really effective!"

Ye Hua raised his eyebrows and signaled him to continue.

"You don't know yet? Let the trade unions and farmers' associations enter the parliament, and all the wealthy businessmen are in trouble!"

Li Si danced and told Ye Hua about the story of the parliament... Liu Sao is an ordinary woman. Her husband was pushed into a hot water pot by Ma Xiang's lackey and was scalded to death... The workers thought Liu Sao was a good person and worthy of their trust. So, they decided to publicly recommend Liu Sao to serve as the representative of the parliament.

Mrs. Liu did not agree immediately. She spent ten days studying what the council was!

After ten days, Mrs. Liu finally had some insights... The parliament could give suggestions to the court, and also review budgets and question unreasonable projects. Simply put, it was just that she could manage the money bag. This was an incredible power. Even if she was a big official, she had no resources and no one would listen to you.

"No wonder the Ma surname can do whatever he wants and take human life away!"

Mrs. Liu snorted, and she clenched her fists.

There is nothing wrong with the parliament. What is wrong is those who hold power, who use their power for personal gain and only care about filling their own private pockets. How many people are sincerely speaking for the people!

My husband is dead, God has given him the opportunity, and he must not let similar tragedies happen again!

After figured it out, Mrs. Liu decided to agree to the workers' request.

She handed over her noodle shop to the old woman and hired two more helpers to let them manage the noodle shop.

Mrs. Liu brought dry food and a gourd of water. She went to the factory every day to the workers' homes, and asked their parents, wives and children about their difficulties and requirements.

Mrs. Liu didn't know how to write many words, but she remembered a thick book.

She removed those unreasonable demands and brought the rest to the parliament.

There is only one woman like her in the parliament of hundreds of people!

What a joke?

The major events of the court are also something women can discuss. They have long hair and short knowledge, so what does she know!

Many representatives, including scholars, sneered at it.

Some people even suffered even worse things, so they made Mrs. Liu the first to go on stage to speak.

The big guy crossed his legs, which was almost the same as watching a monkey show.

A mere woman deserves to be with them? Look, today I will make you look ugly, can’t tell anything, and talk nonsense, and will immediately become a laughing stock for everyone!

Many reporters, including staring at the small podium.

Mrs. Liu took a deep breath and walked up.

"Do you think I have no knowledge? Are I afraid? Don't forget that when Ma Xiang was interrogated that day, the Marquis sat in front of her. I had never seen any scene. Can you waste be as good as the Marquis?"

Mrs. Liu cleared her throat and started talking.

"My husband died of scalding in the factory... After he died, I was left behind, an eight-year-old daughter, a three-year-old son, and a one-year-old son. It turned out that the family of five lived on her husband's wages. I usually do some female workers' embroidery to fill in the household, sometimes more, sometimes less, and not very useful. When he was alive, we lived a tight life. When he was injured and bedridden, our family would collapse.

Mrs. Liu talked about her situation, and her tone was very calm, but listeners, especially representatives of workers and farmers, including some military representatives, as well as several academic representatives from teachers, nodded frequently and expressed their agreement.

What Mrs. Liu talked about is a common situation. Every household has its own difficulties... After coming out of the countryside, leaving the familiar environment, no clan relatives can rely on, looking around, there are strangers, and when encountering difficulties, no one is willing to reach out to take a hand. This is the urbanization that many people praise, and it is really not that beautiful!

So the first thing many workers think about is safety!

This security has nothing to do with how much money it costs.

Mrs. Liu raised her head and said to everyone: "I suggest that workers should be protected. If they are injured or disabled at work, the factory workshop will have to compensate them and provide reasonable compensation. They will not be given a few taels of silver and will have to bear the medical expenses!"

"You're crazy!"

The remaining few wealthy business representatives couldn't stand it and immediately stood up and accused: "We have already paid wages for hiring workers, and their life and death have nothing to do with us!"

Mrs. Liu laughed and said, "It doesn't matter? But as far as I know, if the soldiers who join the army and serve the country are injured and dead, they will be compensated!"

"Workers are not soldiers!" said the rich businessman.

"What are the differences between soldiers fighting for the Great Zhou Dynasty and workers making money for you? The court needs pensions and compensation, how can you be exceptional?"

"I, we have no money!" The rich businessman roared: "How much money does it take to fill this bottomless pit? Sorry, I can't take it out!"

Mrs. Liu laughed, "I just knew Shancai was hard to give up, and I didn't ask you to pay the full amount, and the workers could also afford it!"

The wealthy businessmen were puzzled, "You, what do you mean?"

"It's very simple, two words: insurance!"

...

Don’t look down on the workers. They are numerous. Three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang. When everyone gets together, they will always come up with a solution.

The concept of insurance is not unfamiliar with it. As early as when sea routes were opened, there was ship insurance, and then there was personal insurance for crew members. If an accident occurred during the sailing process, the insurance company would pay the compensation.

Some workers suggested that they should refer to the sailing crew and add insurance to them.

As for the amount of insurance, workers and capitalists each pay half of it!

Grandma's, it still makes us bleed!

The rich businessmen were furious and they firmly disagreed.

But this time no one spoke for them. Representatives from the academic community shrank their necks one after another. These guys have always been like this, and they will turn to the other side if they are strong!

In the past, merchants were powerful and no one dared to compete with them. Scholars naturally leaned over. Now, the trade unions, farmers' associations, and the military have an absolute advantage. When they come out to speak for merchants, they are not afraid of being stabbed!

The literati retreated, and the merchants were unable to sing. Seeing this passage, it became one of the suggestions put forward by the parliament to the court. Although it was just a suggestion, it was still very likely to be implemented.

The officials were not stupid either. The factory suffered casualties and often found the court, hoping that the court would make the decision... Things that had nothing to do with the court had to fall on them.

If you take care of it, the court will pay, but if you don’t care, you will be scolded again.

So instead of making things difficult inside and outside, it is better to hand it over to the insurance company. The official was very satisfied with not only adopting the suggestion, but also agreed to invest 20% of the investment.

In this way, the official 20% of the workers, 30% of the workers, and 50% of the factories!

The rich businessmen were so angry that they seemed to be standing with the workers, and they were all together!

Not only literati are unreliable, but even officials are the same!

The merchants arrived at an unprecedented loneliness and were completely isolated.

If it’s just a work-related injury insurance, it’s fine, but Mrs. Liu raised another even more fatal question!

Shortly after the founding of the Dazhou factory, the recruited workers were generally young, but people would have immediate worries without long-term plans. Take Guanjunfang as an example, many old craftsmen in their early years had reached the age of retirement.

The Champions Club will provide a monthly pension based on the contributions and years of work of the craftsmen, which is about half of the salary.

The salary of the Guanjunfang is already high. Even if it is half-cut, it is enough to work hard for the old craftsmen who have worked hard for more than ten years to live a comfortable life.

But this is the Champions Club, not an ordinary factory!

“养儿防老,工人们上了年纪,理当让他们的儿孙负责养老,跟我们有什么关系?”富商更加强烈反对,工伤保险还用不了多少钱,如果加上个养老保险,那他们就惨了!

这一次更多的工人代表站在了刘嫂一边,义愤填膺,说着自己的意见……“我们辛辛苦苦,干了几十年,落了一身毛病,到了动弹不了的地步,就一脚把我们踹出去,生死不论,还有没有半点人情味?”

"You can do it if you don't pay, so you can increase your wages. We have to save the money for our retirement!"

"Yes, when you enter the city, you need money for everything, and you are counting on your children and grandchildren? How much burden will you give them?"

"If you can't agree, believe it or not, the workers will resign collectively and let your factory close completely!"

...

When talking about what happened in the parliament, Li Si laughed so hard that his stomach hurt.

In the past, businessmen were unscrupulous, but now workers unite and their voices are louder than those of merchants! And public opinion sympathizes with the weak, and the newspaper decisively stood on the side of the workers after the rectification.

It’s the businessman’s turn to feel the pain…well, no, it’s the pressure!

This taste is really bad!

Although they have a big family and a big business, they can't hold on... and when will they be the leader? The workers are getting more and more demanding, who knows what they want?

"Mr. Marquis, please pity us! If you don't save us, the textile workshops in Jinling will be closed." Several representatives from the business community found Ye Hua directly and ran to cry and cry.

"This life is really impossible to live. Those unruly people are simply too bullying!"
Chapter completed!