Dongbianmen Steel Factory.

Since joining the Industrial Union impulsively, Sun Mingteng has been unable to rest during these days, and is always worried that the matter will be exposed, so he was arrested to go to Dali Temple to be a prisoner with his uncle.

Especially since that day, the workers' Union members have never appeared again...

Is this dead or dead? Should I give you a sure letter?

Sun Mingteng once wanted to take the initiative to contact the two work-students, but after careful consideration, he didn't know what the other party was the deputy captain of the picket team, and he didn't know what the other party's surname was, who lived in which family.

After discovering this, he became even more anxious and difficult to bear.

The Kung Fu lost weight in just a few days and had a big blister on his mouth. On the 17th day, he felt half of his toothache. He was hesitating whether to prescribe two sets of medicine to remove the fire. As a result, I was suddenly called by the Federation of Industry and Commerce, saying that I would go to a small workshop somewhere in the suburbs of the city to have a meeting.

This time the person who came to send the message was not a work-study student, but a half-aged child.

Sun Mingteng asked a few questions, and the child said he didn't know anything, and only told Sun Mingteng that he must be there before [3 pm], and then he ran away in a hurry.

Sun Mingteng was guarding the certificate and address brought by the child, and hesitated for more than an hour before he made up his mind to go to the meeting.

Before leaving, he found two other team leaders to touch each other, and found that neither of them received any notification. He was even more nervous, but he couldn't help but feel contented.

That afternoon, he arrived at the scene half an hour earlier, but it took another two quarters of an hour to muster up the courage to step into the door of the workshop.

When he found that the patrol guards in the workshop were all pickets wearing dark blue uniforms, there was no one else besides that, Sun Mingteng then secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the Workers' Union still seemed to have some rules, so it shouldn't be. As for being casually taken away, it will be a bunch of people.

After showing the voucher to the guard, someone immediately stepped forward and greeted: "Captain Sun of Dongbianmen Iron and Steel Plant, right? Come with me."

Sun Mingteng clasped his fists with a smile on his face, and was about to answer a few words to him, but the man turned around and walked in without saying a word.

Sun Mingteng had no choice but to follow along.

The meeting place was set up in the largest workshop of the workshop. The wire reeling machine inside was not moved away, but moved to the place against the wall on both sides, and a large open space was vacant in the center.

A half-person-high wooden platform was simply built in the middle of the north wall, and there were hundreds of stools lined up around the wooden platform, like a fan. Now there are already 70 to 88 seats on it, among which most of them are wearing picket uniforms, and there are The captain in the light blue uniform also has the team members in the dark blue uniform.

There are also some people wearing long gowns, and their words and demeanors look like scholars.

Sun Mingteng knew that some of the work students were assigned to the Ministry of Works to work as a licensing office, so it was not surprising that these people in long gowns. Instead, they felt a little disappointed when they saw those wearing dark blue uniforms.

He thought he was an exception, but now it seems that there are many team leaders invited.

Then why didn’t the second and third team leaders get invitations?

After hearing the guides say that you can sit casually, Sun Mingteng subconsciously found an inconspicuous position, intending to prick up his ears and open his eyes to observe, but he didn't expect that he would be stared at by the blue uniforms on both sides as soon as he sat down.

One of them was familiar with him and took the initiative to move Maza to Sun Mingteng and said curiously: "Which factory is this brother from? Why didn't you see your captain?"

Only then did Sun Mingteng realize that although the venue seemed messy, basically the members in the dark blue uniform were following a certain work student captain.

There are still a few working-student captains who are alone, but there are only helpless picket members like him.

"I'm from Dongbianmen Iron and Steel Factory, as for our captain...ah~"

Sun Mingteng sighed in a fake manner, and then he saw that there were a lot more eyes coming, and even the nearby work-students were looking at each other.

He felt as if he was in his back, but he was secretly proud, feeling that he was different from others.

Seeing two dark blue uniforms coming over, as if they were to inquire about the current situation of Chen Wansan and Li Qing. Sun Mingteng was afraid of being timid, so he hurriedly asked: "There are two team leaders in our factory who have joined the league. Today,

But why didn't they invite?"

"My brother doesn't know anything."

The familiar and contented one: "Those who can come to have a meeting are all those who can read the text and make words. Even if those who are ignorant join the alliance, how can they understand the deep meaning of the captain and the man?"

It turns out that this is the selection principle.

Sun Mingteng suddenly realized it and felt that this matter was a bit absurd. The Industrial Union was originally established to fight against the students. However, during the meeting, he excluded illiterate workers. This is really a bit...

However, as a vested interest, he was too lazy to empathize with those illiterate people even if he felt some problems.

Just as he took the opportunity to make a few more words, the mature worker suddenly poked him in the waist and pointed to the stage and said, "Look, the president is on stage!"

Sun Mingteng hurriedly looked up and saw a captain with a burly, thick eyebrows and big eyes appear on the stage. With him as the center, the originally noisy workshop gradually became quiet.

Seeing this, Sun Mingteng couldn't help but lower his voice and whispered to the coworkers beside him: "What is this president's background? Looks like he has a great prestige?"

He actually always called Chen Wansan the captain, and Chen Wansan never liked others to call him master, but when he saw that the workers here called him work-students, he began to follow the local customs.

"This is Mr. Dong Heng and Mr. Dong."

The mature worker raised his thumbs up and said with envy: "This is among the men! I heard that if it weren't for the last exam, he would have misunderstood a question, he would have been the imperial court officer now!

”

Isn’t that the second place among the work-students?

Thinking about the two previous job-students who contacted them, they all said that the top-ranked Mr. Yang is now turning aside, so it is natural to be the second place.

At this time, Sun Mingteng had already found that he seemed to know less about the work alliance than others, but this was normal. After all, others were the confidants brought by the work student, but he was rushing the duck and putting the guides on the shelves.

It is naturally not easy to gain trust.

"Dear fellow workers, fellow workers!"

After the audience gradually became quiet, Dong Xun on the stage glanced at Sifang and said aloud: "This is the first official gathering of our Industrial Union, and most importantly it is the most important!"

His voice was thick and steady, and it felt like he wanted to trust.

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of warm applause broke out from the audience. Sun Mingteng was also mixed in. While slapped his hands, he felt so painful, and was secretly worried, fearing that Dong Xun would yell to rebel, kill the officials and release food.

But when Dong Xun exchanged a few greetings, he immediately went straight to the topic and said, "I don't need to say more about the current form--those scholars are determined to destroy engineering, the new policy, and the future of ours.

!”

"Our Industry Union must not sit idly by and watch them succeed! So tomorrow morning, we will also go to the gate of Dali Temple to gather, demanding that the court severely punish the criminal Zhou Long and thoroughly investigate the envoy behind the scenes!"

Although this was not a rebellion, it still caused an uproar.

Sun Mingteng secretly observed and found that those who were amazed were basically ordinary workers wearing blue uniforms, while the work students obviously knew about this.

This is not surprising, after all, he is the master.

Dong Xun raised his hand and pressed it twice, and immediately a work-student came forward to suppress it, which quickly restored the venue to calm.

He continued: "We are going to be reasonable and there must be no conflict. If those scholars intend to take action, I and the working students here will be in front of me. I would rather suffer some losses than let the situation be out of control!

”

Only after this statement was said, the blue uniforms truly felt at ease.

Since the men are willing to take the lead and would rather be beaten than make things worse, what else can I be afraid of?

“Because these are just on the surface.”

Dong Xun suddenly raised his tone: "This time, our Industry Union will not only make the workers' own voices, but also take the opportunity to guide the people's will, so that those scholars who speak out all day long and incite the momentum to reap the consequences!"

The venue that had just calmed down began to get restless again.

Scholars have been in control of public opinion since ancient times, and now major newspapers are controlled by literati. How easy is it to change public opinion among the people?

Not to mention letting them suffer?

This time, even the students were a little surprised, obviously they didn't know that there was this section in advance.

So Dong Xun signaled his classmates to come forward to suppress the situation, and it took twice as much time than before to calm the venue again.

"Don't worry, everyone."

He heard him sing again: "This is the first shot fired by our Industrial Union. Naturally, there will be no war of uncertainty - Brother Niu, let's send the thing down first."

He nodded to the audience, and immediately a young man with a pretty face stood up and handed over a large stack of information one by one.

Before he could send it to him, Sun Mingteng hurriedly asked Zi Lai Shu on the side who was this Captain Niu.

"This is Captain Niu Siyuan and Niu!"

This Zhilaifa is indeed a well-informed person. He immediately said with a voice: "I heard that his father is the illegitimate son of a big man, but unfortunately he refused to accept it, so he became a craftsman. Captain Niu is the right hand of the president.

, I heard that the venue for our party today was arranged by him!”

Niu Siyuan?

This name sounds like the meaning of wanting to recognize one's ancestors, but I don't know which descendant of Captain Niu is.

Just as he was thinking, Captain Niu had already sent it here, the work-students just reached out to pick it up, while the blue uniforms had to stand up in fear and thank him.

Sun Mingteng also took a picture with the crowd. He was worried that he would not understand it, but he didn't want to read it carefully. The whole article was in plain language, and even those who had only read for a year could easily understand it.

The above mainly talks about two things: First, if engineering can be carried forward, ordinary children will have the opportunity to learn technology in engineering. Even if they cannot become officials in the end, they can learn some skills to support their families. In short, there are many benefits.

Second, what does engineering and craftsmanship mean? Why do scholars have to work hard and craftsmanship and craftsmanship desperately? What kind of results will be caused if they succeed?

Before Sun Mingteng finished reading, Dong Xun on the stage said with a sigh: "Managing public opinion is the expertise of scholars. They have the final say for thousands of years, but this does not mean that they have no weaknesses in this. We are

There is no advantage in this!”

After hearing this, everyone in the audience didn't care about looking at the article in their hands. They all looked up at Dong Xun, curious about the weaknesses and strengths he mentioned.

I heard Dong Xun say: "For thousands of years, the road to imperial examinations has been overly mythological. Most ordinary people look up and respect the scholars and juren, both openly and secretly, and think that ordinary people cannot walk this path."

"This is not a bad thing for scholars, and it even helps them to raise their own value."

"But in winning the hearts of the people, this is a huge hidden danger!"
To be continued...