Blackstone Code

Chapter 215: Good luck from the sky and who is stupid

Latest website: Tom, a very common name, so common that people are reluctant to give their children such a bland name.

But it is indeed a person's name, and the owner of this name is hiding in an alley with fear at this time.

A military vehicle drove slowly across the street. The people in the vehicle couldn't see Tom hiding in the deepest part of the alley. The soldier with his hands on the machine gun would only focus on those figures that might appear in the light.

The strike has ended, and military controls have been slightly loosened, turning into a curfew.

During the eleven hours from 6 o'clock in the evening to 7 o'clock the next morning, no one is allowed to appear on the street without a valid reason.

Originally, the military meant to issue passes to those who need to go out in the middle of the night, but some people think that this move is a bit like a repressive rule implemented by a country without freedom under a dictatorship, which hinders the name of the free country of the Baylor Federation. This idea and practice was cancelled.

Those who need to go to the streets instead must provide their social security numbers to the military personnel undergoing inspection, as well as instructions for their presence outside the bedroom during the curfew.

In this way, there is much more freedom. No one interferes with the free will of the people. They can appear where they want to appear anytime and anywhere, as long as they can explain why.

This is the sweetness of freedom, long live the Free Federation!

The departure of the military vehicle made Tom breathe a sigh of relief. After waiting for a while, he did not hear the sound of the soldiers stepping on the ground while patrolling, he again shuttled between light and shadow.

The destination he was going to this time was Nell's home.

He is Nell's best friend. They have been classmates since the first grade of elementary school. Until not long ago, they were all employees in a factory, and they were unemployed together smoothly.

It is not accurate to say that it is unemployed, because it is not unemployed, it is just the kind of indefinite suspension of the factory.

At that time, their foreman's idea was to take a group of people to take the raw materials from the raw material warehouse to the workshop and use them directly, and then divide the finished products out to sell them to make up for their losses.

In this matter, the two good brothers who had always walked the same way had some differences.

Later Tom and other workers pried open the factory’s raw material warehouse and pulled the raw materials into the workshop for production. The produced products were evenly distributed to all the workers. They took these products home and disposed of them by themselves. It is said that most of them are dealt with to Interstellar Trading Company.

Although it is said that the auction will not function normally during the general strike, the acquisition has never been a problem. Of course, people can abide by the rules and systems for the recycling of goods. The main thing is that the recycling place is protected by security guards with guns. From a horizontal perspective, it should not be fake.

Everyone thought that this matter would not have any follow-up results. During the strike, the factory owners didn’t do anything to them. Unexpectedly, just after the strike ended, their boss took all of them to court. And asked them to pay compensation, the total amount is more than three million.

The police and soldiers have begun to arrest them, and a new batch of police has been in place. They are more efficient than the previous ones.

In the past, the policemen thought they could come to work after the strike, but they ignored that they were not the only option. This gave the Veterans Office an opportunity.

A large number of veterans have filled the missing posts in the Sabine City Regional Police Department and all its sub-bureaus. As for those policemen who had planned to wait until the strike was over before returning, they no longer have their positions.

In this case, it is almost impossible to expect to evade the sanctions of the law. After Tom dodges a thrilling arrest, he intends to ask Nell for help. He heard that Nell seems to be doing well now. What else is there? The title of manager, maybe he can help himself.

In fact, all the compensation is not so much when it is allocated to everyone. It is only 10,000 to 20,000 yuan... only!

After avoiding several patrols without danger, Tom finally came to the door of Nell's house. He knocked on the door, and soon there was the sound of people moving in the room.

I don't know if the city is as quiet as a cemetery without the slightest noise at this time. Tom outside the door even heard the sound of some kind of mechanical spring being pulled in the room, the sound of guns.

At the same time, Nell's voice with a vigilant voice came from the room, "There is no money here, and we don't want to make trouble..."

The crimes during the general strike are countless, but because people’s sights are attracted by the labor and management of the strike, they have not noticed that at least hundreds of families have been invaded during this time, some women have been abused, some people have been insulted. He was even killed by thugs who robbed the house.

People can't notice, because these have nothing to do with their vital interests, they can only see what is related to them.

The knock on the door in the middle of the night made Neel highly nervous. His answer was like the most common answer of this class. You come here to rob, and you won’t get anything at all. He even euphemistically stated that he would accept it no matter what. Counseling attitude, he is not willing to make trouble.

"It's me, Tom."

The door opened, and the light from the door made Tom take a sigh of relief. He looked at Nell, and suddenly a thousand words were hidden in his chest. For a while, no one knew where to start.

"Only you?" Nell looked towards the dark corridor behind Tom. The pistol hidden behind him did not lower, and he did not even leave the trigger.

Tom nodded, and Nell moved away, and at the same time put his pistol in his pocket, welcoming Tom in.

After letting Tom in, Nell took another look towards the dark corridor, then closed the door and locked it so that it could not be opened directly from the outside.

This is a small trick that must be mastered when living in such a place. People often don’t lock the door when someone comes to the house. This gives some people outside the door an opportunity to take advantage of it. People who don’t know exist and don’t exist get what they want.

After the two of them sat down, Nell poured some wine for Tom. It was getting colder and colder and there was no heating in the room.

If you don't drink a little, they will soon be frozen from the inside out, and the taste will be uncomfortable.

After the two sat down, they didn't say anything immediately, they just sat silently for a while and drank a while.

Perhaps because of the effect of alcohol, Tom's expression became difficult to look, "You help me, now only you can help me."

Nell looked at this old friend of decades, he suddenly realized that he did not feel as soft-hearted as in the past, and he immediately agreed. This may have something to do with his recent experience.

Since Lynch commissioned him to become the manager of the construction company, and during the more than a month of working with Aser, he finally understood that some things were not as simple as people thought.

At first he felt that capitalists are all evil, but when he also became "the running dog of capitalists", he suddenly discovered that this matter was not exactly as absolute and simple as he had thought before.

Outside the job center, he felt that everyone was very pitiful. Some people even knelt on the ground and folded their hands together, begging him humblely as if kneeling down to the god, and begging him to grant each other a job so that their family can tide over this difficult situation.

He wanted to save many people, but eventually found out that he couldn't do it.

The budget Lynch gave him was limited. He had to finish the work Lynch gave him before the budget was exhausted. He couldn't save everyone.

He picked some of them whom he thought was the most pathetic, but soon he found out that he had been deceived.

Some people do work very hard, but there are some people who are always lazy, and there is a guy in his thirties who intentionally injured his finger, not only asking not to work, but also asking him to pay for the equivalent of other labor. Salary instead of the minimum salary.

Gradually, he became less indignant. He became calm and indifferent. He didn't know if this was a good phenomenon or a bad one. He just understood that he knew more about the world.

Nell didn't make a statement, and Tom didn't react immediately, he just thought he was too vague.

"The last time, the thing Sigg said, the boss has already called the police and sued us, and I can't accompany the money!"

"He actually asked us to compensate him according to the price of the goods. Even if I still keep those things in my hands, I can't afford to lose so much money. He only needs money!"

The boss they once worked for asked them to compensate the factory for economic losses of more than three million yuan. The estimated value of about 80% of the compensation was determined in accordance with the market price of the goods.

In other words, regardless of the value of the raw materials they stolen, they must compensate the factory at the price of the goods sold in the store.

In fact, the factory owner himself did not expect that he made a large sum of money inexplicably, and he was about to go bankrupt in an instant.

At the same time, in order to punish the capitalists, the city hall and the judiciary also agreed to litigate and crack down on these groups that caused damage in the strike action. The Sabine City Court agreed to the factory owner's request~lightnovelpub.net ~ If these people make up less than three million, they will face terrible sentences.

Tom was full of regret at this time, "I should have listened to you, Nell, you have to help me!"

Nell was silent for a while, "How much is the difference?"

Tom said something he didn't feel very embarrassed about himself, "Twenty-two thousand yuan..."

This made Nell a headache, and he couldn't help but frown, "How much did the ones you get sold for?"

"One thousand and five hundred yuan..."

The room suddenly became quiet, and it took more than ten seconds for Nell to make sure that his ears had not misheard, "You sold something worth tens of thousands of dollars... 1,500 yuan?"

He never thought that Tom was a fool. Sometimes he was a little clever, but he hadn't seen him for more than a month. Suddenly he felt that Tom was more than just a fool!