The county government, Wan Zixuan and Xiao Mingbo chatted in the office for a while, and it was almost evening.

After seeing Xiao Mingbo away, Wan Zixuan sat alone in the office. Since he returned to the county in the afternoon, he was called to have a meeting. It was only now that Wan Zixuan had time to drink water.

Sitting quietly for a while, Wan Zixuan frowned slightly, not knowing what he was thinking. The sky outside was slowly getting dark. Wan Zixuan thought for a moment, then stood up with his coat.

In April, Tsinghua and Peking University are still a little cold in late spring, especially at night when the cold wind blows, making people feel cold.

Wan Zixuan took a car to the canning factory. In the morning, the laid-off workers from the canning factory came over to stop the construction of the real estate company. Wan Zixuan thought that the laid-off workers should have dispersed at this time, but unexpectedly, there were still people in groups of three or three.

Wan Zixuan got out of the car and walked to the canning factory. In addition to the correspondent Li Xiaohai, the driver Zhang Meng, the person accompanying him. Seeing that Wan Zixuan was about to walk in, Li Xiaohai couldn't help but say, "County magistrate, should you call some police officers over? Otherwise, if the workers' emotions are unstable, they will inevitably make some extreme actions."

Li Xiaohai was worried that the three of them would go in so lonely. If they met an excessive worker, it would be troublesome. It doesn’t matter to him and Zhang Meng. If Wan Zixuan, a county magistrate, was injured, it would be a joke if it was spread.

"Xiaohai, do you think of the workers as thugs and hooligans?" Wan Zixuan shook his head and smiled, "It's not as serious as you think. The workers are the simplest group. If it weren't for the forced, who would have been willing to do this?"

When Li Xiaohai heard Wan Zixuan's words, he could only nod and smile bitterly, but his heart was hanging high.

The three of them walked in. In fact, the workers were not as much as Li Xiaohai thought. Most laid-off workers had already returned. They could not stay twenty-four hours a day. Most of them now have other jobs. The reason why they gathered together to ask for an explanation was that the canning factory owed them wages, as well as various subsidies and severance expenses at least 10,000 or 20,000 yuan. Some couples used to work in canning factories, and the money owed was as much as 30,000 to 40,000 yuan, whether it was 30,000 yuan or 10,000 or 10,000 yuan. This is not a small amount of money in a small county like Tsinghua and Taipei County. Especially for an ordinary working family, if the money could be returned, the family would immediately have a considerable amount of money.

It is precisely because everyone is owed a lot of money that even though the canned factory has been bankrupt for so many years, everyone is always thinking about the money and looking forward to being able to get it back one day, because the land of the canned factory is there, and the land will not fly away on its own. Therefore, the county leader who was responsible for handling this matter said that once the land of the canned factory is sold in the future, the money will be given priority to compensate the workers, and the workers will agree not to cause trouble. Of course, the most important point is that the workers also know that the canned factory is indeed out of money and will go bankrupt. What else can they have? No matter how much they make trouble, they will not get the money. The county leaders also made a promise that even if the workers were unwilling to do so, they could only temporarily accept such arrangements.

Now that the land of the canned factory is sold, it is going to be used to develop real estate. It would be fine if the workers don’t know it. Once they know it, it is naturally impossible to pretend that nothing has happened. Everyone is a small job, and no one’s money is coming from the strong wind. At that time, the canned factory owed hard-earned money, who would like to just let it go?

So even after many years, when everyone heard that the land was sold, they still spontaneously organized to ask for explanations. However, because everyone now has their own jobs, except for all gathering to ask for explanations at the beginning, everyone cannot come every day, so everyone can only take turns to arrange for more than ten people to come here every day. Of course, the main purpose is not to fight with people from real estate companies, but to prevent the other party from doing construction, so as to show their attitude to the county.

When Wan Zixuan walked in, he did not see the people from the construction party, but saw more than a dozen men dressed in simple clothes gathered together to play cards, some watching on the side.

Wan Zixuan and the other two went over, but someone looked at them and looked at them for a while, but they didn't pay much attention. Those who played cards played cards and those who looked at them did not pay much attention to them.

Li Xiaohai was obviously worried. In fact, the workers did not know Wan Zixuan, the big county magistrate. Although Wan Zixuan also came to the scene yesterday, he did not contact the workers directly. Moreover, there were a series of police and armed police in the middle, and no one knew who was the secretary and who was the county magistrate.

Wan Zixuan looked at these people playing cards, and saw the bedside bedding and other bedding next to him. He looked surprised. He looked at a man who was quite excited to watch cards next to him and smiled, "Brother, are you planning to live here tonight?"

"No, otherwise if we were working on the construction at night, wouldn't we be in vain?" The man looked at Wan Zixuan and thought Wan Zixuan was a passing person.

"It was midnight this night, and the weather was quite cold, so it was too inconvenient for you to sleep here." Wan Zixuan frowned slightly.

"What's the matter? Just go to the factory shed next to you and you can handle it. As long as you can get the money back, what's the point of hard work?" The man smiled and shook his head, looking at Wan Zixuan for more, "Are you?"

"Oh, we are also from the county. Yesterday we saw a conflict here, and we didn't know what happened. Later, after asking, we found out that the workers in the canning factory had a conflict with the people from the real estate company. Today we passed by here again, so we were curious to come in and take a look." Wan Zixuan smiled and found an excuse casually.

When the man heard this, he nodded without doubting anything else. He nodded and his eyes fell on the card game again. Wan Zixuan glanced at the other party and smiled, "If you don't want to get the money back, would you come and guard it every day?"

"Of course, otherwise what else can I do? The county promised that as long as the land was sold, we would give us the owed money. Now that the land is really sold, the county can't go back on its word." At this time, the answer was another middle-aged man, with a somewhat sad look. "It's not that we were deliberately trying to make trouble. The money has been owed for many years. Has anyone seen us make trouble? It was only this time that we heard that the land was sold that we stood up, otherwise who would be willing to gather to cause trouble? Everyone is honest workers. If they were not forced to do anything, no one would want to do this."

"That's right? Although everyone has other jobs now, some people have been unemployed at home due to special circumstances. This money is life-saving money for them. If the land is not sold, we have nothing to say. Now that the land is sold and the county does not give us money, it would be unreasonable."

"Not to mention that it is life-saving money for those who are unemployed, even for us, this money is hard-earned money. We were in the cannery factory and we had to pay more than one thousand yuan a month. Before the cannery went bankrupt, we had not paid us a salary for nearly a year. Who wouldn't grit our teeth? At that time, the county leaders said it was good, saying that the cannery factory was in trouble, and everyone was working together to help the cannery factory through the difficulties. The county would not ignore it. What was the result? The leader spoke like farts. The cannery factory went bankrupt when it said it was bankrupt. Only the honest workers really believed the leader's words, and they worked for so long without paying their wages. I thought that after really going through that difficult period, the cannery factory could recover, but the result was good, and they were all unemployed and laid off." Another person said angrily. Even though many years had passed, he was still angry when talking about this.

When Wan Zixuan heard the other party's words, he felt a little heavy for no reason. He did not doubt the other party's words at all. At that time, no one in the early state-owned enterprise workers would be willing to give up their iron rice bowl easily. As long as they could work in state-owned enterprises, everyone would feel at ease. This is why most workers are reluctant to leave after so long and still have fantasies, hoping that the factory will get better.

It’s not that the workers are stupid, but that the workers are too simple, especially for some people who have been in state-owned enterprises for most of their lives. Many people will be at a loss when they leave state-owned enterprises.

"Oh, you have worked hard enough to get the money back." Wan Zixuan looked solemn.

"It's nothing to do or not. Everyone just takes turns to take leave. At that time, there were four or five hundred workers in the factory. Each person could handle it by taking leave once a week or two." Someone smiled.

When Wan Zixuan heard this, he nodded in a hilarious way. He didn't know whether he should be happy or sad for the optimism the other party showed at this time. However, when he heard that there were actually four or five hundred workers in the canning factory, Wan Zixuan was also surprised. Unexpectedly, there were quite a few workers in the canning factory.

After watching quietly for a while, Wan Zixuan turned around and waved at Zhang Meng and Li Xiaohai, "Let's go."

Wan Zixuan and the other two walked around the canning factory and left from the other end, as if they were coming and leaving gently. The workers really regarded them as passers-by and didn't care.

Wan Zixuan was not in a relaxed mood when leaving the canning factory. Zhang Meng was only responsible for driving. He was too lazy to say more about this kind of thing. Li Xiaohai, as Wan Zixuan's correspondent, actually acted as a secretary. Li Xiaohai also heard about what happened at the meeting this afternoon. It is said that Yang Huaiming wanted to use the county finance money to make up for the money he owed workers at the beginning, but Wan Zixuan opposed it. Li Xiaohai didn't know what Wan Zixuan was thinking. He just saw that Wan Zixuan was very concerned about laid-off workers, but why did he disagreed with the county finance money to make up for the workers?

There is no doubt that after hearing the laid-off workers, Li Xiaohai was very sympathetic to the laid-off workers, and even felt that Wan Zixuan should not oppose Yang Huaiming's proposal, otherwise the laid-off workers might be able to start registering and receiving money now.

I didn't understand Wan Zixuan's actions this time, but when I saw Wan Zixuan's face tense, Li Xiaohai didn't dare to ask any more questions.
Chapter completed!