"The team from America has arrived...Frank, what should we do?" Several union leaders were discussing in the Workers Association club.

Faben is an interest consortium composed of several companies, a monopoly giant of Kang Caien's nature, and there is not only one internal trade union.

Currently, the union leaders of Kasela and Gresheim Electronic Chemical Company are the most anxious and angry.

The group they represent will be "sold again". After the second sale, the investors will definitely use layoffs to offset the losses and pressure of funds.

This means that a large number of workers will lose their jobs and their rights will be shaken. Now this situation must be changed.

The best way is to let Osborne, their new boss, change his mind and not sell Casella and Gresheim Electronic Chemical to other companies.

"Frank, we should go to negotiate with them, we must organize their evil deeds. No one should achieve their goals by harming the interests of workers and take the opportunity to make a profit..."

Everyone looked at Frank, the leader from the Franco-Faben Workers Union.

"Yes, we should do this... But the Fabourne is undergoing liquidation and reorganization. I think you should consider the risks that are facing here. If you have a quarrel with them now, whether other guilds can return to the company in the future and get jobs for your workers is unknown.

I think everyone knows very well that in the new reorganized company, only one guild can exist, and all the unions will be merged into one, and Pfizer will definitely send someone to stare at us. If something goes wrong, we may lose all the initiative."

"Frank, what do you mean?" The union leader from Kasella and Greeshe looked at him with a bad expression.

The other party’s meaning is clearly to sacrifice their interests and seek greater benefits for other guilds.

"Sorry, you have been stripped of the Faben and are no longer members of the Faben Association... I really want to help, but I can't." Frank's answer was calm and ruthless.

Yes, he is not ready to seek benefits for the workers of two businesses that have been determined for sale. Now, more importantly, the future of those who stay.

This is his responsibility as the leader of the General Association. As for Kasella and Greesheim, they are no longer part of Farbourne and no longer have any value.

"Frank, you will regret it...you are abandoning the power to support you, and we will tell everyone the fact that you are a mean little man."

The two union leaders waved their fists in anger, and the blue veins on their thick arms swelled, and the atmosphere in the room became tense.

Those who can be the leaders of the union are the best among the workers. They are also members of the working class. Many of them serve the grassroots workers and do the hardest and most tiring work.

Therefore, there is no need to doubt how strong their bodies are. Everyone here looks rough and strong enough to compete with the calf. If they really fight, it is inevitable to see blood, and it is good not to lose human life.

"Calm down, Hant...and you, Doppler." The other union leaders stood up and reminded the two to calm down, but their steps moved towards Frank.

This scene was naturally seen by the two of them, and all the union leaders stood on the other side and supported Frank's decision.

They were abandoned like this, and they had to decide what they wanted to do.

"The power of the union should not be dispersed...you will regret it." Hanter looked at his former colleagues and friends with heartache and left with resentment.

"What Hanter said is what I want to say, you will regret it." Doppler looked at Frank deeply and repeated, "You will regret it, Frank."

After the two left, the silence of the room lasted for a long time, and finally a short and strong man with black stubble and half of his face covered in stubble said; "Frank, we should not distract ourselves, the workers will doubt disappointment."

"Don't worry, Vadard... As long as we lead them to what they want, no one will care about it."

After saying that, Frank looked around his friends and shouted in a heavy tone; "Now, the people who organize us to gather in front of the factory. No matter who wants to enter the factory, they must agree to our conditions, and we will never compromise."

"Never compromise." Everyone echoed and left with confidence.

Vader, who looked worried, walked towards the factory, his salary was not enough to buy a vehicle, and walking was conducive to thinking.

"Vidad, what are you thinking?" On the way, the old friend and assistant beside him saw his worries.

"Frank should not abandon our brothers at this time. If there is an internal strife in the union, our enemies will be happy to see it."

No one could predict what a desperate person would do. If this desperate person represents hundreds of thoughts, the consequences would be even worse.

"What can they do? We have six unions and more than 4,000 people support us, don't worry!" the assistant smiled and comforted.

"I hope so!" Vader was still a little worried, but he didn't say it again.

Back to the community where I live, I gathered workers from house to house. Soon hundreds of people formed a long and black dragon, braved the wind and snow to move towards the factory.

Seeing the barbed wire around the factory from afar, Vadard's expression instantly sank. Because at this moment, a group of anti-union members holding wooden signs blocked their way.

‘We have to work against violence.’

‘The greedy vampires will ruin everything.’

‘The union = greedy borers. drive them away.’

‘Don’t think of ruining my life.’

There is also a smoked hunting rifle under the sign, with the muzzle aiming at the front, as if indicating something, or as a threat.

"Get out of here, you idiots, we are fighting for a better life for all brothers." Before the two sides got closer, they began to look at each other and yelled.

"You idiots should get out of here and don't think of ruining our work."

"Whoever wants me to lose my job, I will kill him with my own hands."

"Ha, are you scaring me? Come on, you short bastard, look at your damn nose, it's like a rotten red pepper on the roadside."

"Bastard, if you dare to humiliate me again, I promise, I will smash your head and throw it into the canal on the roadside, and let it rot and grow maggots..."

"Roar, go to die!"

Before Vader could comfort his people, someone rushed out of the other direction and rushed towards the other side.

This was like a fuse, instantly igniting the hot emotions on the scene. Both sides roared and rushed towards each other, and a melee occurred.

"Calm down, stop, stop..." Vader kept shouting, and punched the stupid egg in front of him.

Bang!

A straight punch hit his cheek, and the severe pain of biting his tongue made him shed tears. He clenched his fists and returned the hook punch.

Then things got out of control. After 40 minutes, the police arrived, and the scene was filled with workers lying on the ground and groaning, with blood and broken teeth mixed in.
Chapter completed!