New Haven, Clayton Printing and Dyeing Factory.

No matter how wide a factory building is, there will be more people in it, and it will eventually be crowded.

The morning sunlight covered Rose's naked skin.

She stood on the platform, looking down at the chattering female workers below the stage, raised the loudspeaker Doug had used, and shouted, "Quiet!"

The sound waves stormed in the funnel-shaped loudspeaker, spreading in a directional manner covering all the female workers.

The slightly harsh sound calmed all the female workers. Even though the female workers who had poor hearing and were relatively strong in their hearts were still saying something, but the voice was stopped by the people around them.

"Today, I want to announce a new rule. Don't chat at work. If you encounter problems with work, if you want to go to the bathroom, you must raise your hand and wait for your superiors to approve it." After Ross said, he looked down at the expression of the person below, "If you speak without permission, one-tenth of your salary will be deducted for that day, and it will be included in the comprehensive assessment, which will affect the future bonus payment."

When the female worker below heard this, her mind was full of thoughts. Some of them couldn't help but ask, "Will our salary be deducted?"

"You didn't raise your hand to ask a question! Saoirsa, write her down." Ross shouted the female worker's little boss.

After she finished recording, Ross answered the female worker's question, "It won't be deducted. However, if the violation exceeds ten times within a month, it will be issued."

"I..." The female worker who heard the words made a sound, and hurriedly closed her mouth.

No matter how big a thing is, it is a small matter when it has nothing to do with one's own interests.

No matter how small a thing is, it is a big deal as long as it is related to one's own interests.

She felt relieved when she saw that Rose did not pursue the matter.

"But you don't have to worry that this is to deduct everyone's salary. If you don't violate the rules within a month, you will get one bonus. If everyone in your group does not violate the rules, you will get two bonuses."

The female workers who just felt they had been deceived heard that there were bonuses, although they didn't know how many, all their faces showed expectation.

When Ross saw the changes in their expressions, he knew that the "silent" incident had no resistance.

To be honest, she didn't understand why Boss Doug asked everyone not to speak at work, even if they even had to take leave when going to the bathroom.

However, she didn't ask. She was very clear about her positioning and knew that the boss's expectation of her was to execute it.

Just as she shouted, "Okay! Let's start working!"

Suddenly a little boss said, "No! Xiyala didn't come!"

"You write down your name first." Ross frowned and ordered, then asked, "Is Siyara sick?"

"No...no...I saw her going out last night. Could it be...Is she going there?"

"Where did you go?" Ross asked.

"Come with me." The female worker leader led Rose to the corner and whispered, "Since many Yale students came to the factory that day, someone came to dig us."

“Where to go?”

"I don't know. But I heard from them that as long as I go, my salary will definitely not be low. We followed you to get a job again, so we decided not to go. I didn't expect Xiya to pull her..."

When the little leader said this, he looked sad and angry with betrayed.

"Why are they looking for you?" Ross continued to ask calmly without being affected by negative emotions. In this period of scarcity of jobs, he came to find a few female workers, which was abnormal no matter how you look at it.

"He...they said, as long as we bring the full set of craftsmanship to make "Monopoly"..." the little boss said with a little wince.

"Why don't you tell me?" Ross finally asked anxiously.

"I...we don't agree to go...I don't want to cause trouble for you...I didn't expect Xiya to pull her..." The female leader's voice became less and less, and in the end there was only a mosquito-like buzzing sound.

"What else have those people said to you?" Ross asked.

"He...they...no..."

"Think about it carefully!"

"Here! What patents do they say... and that little devil Doug Clayden will not take long to apologize to them!"

Ross' brows became deeper and deeper, and she raised the megaphone and shouted, "Saoirsa, Ava, Anya! Come with me!"

Waiting for the three of you to come and gather with the female worker who was already there, Ross said, "You go ahead and go to Boss Doug's office upstairs."

Hearing that he was going to the boss's office, a female worker's little leader's legs immediately fell down. She almost collapsed on the ground and said, "Ross, I...I was wrong... can you let me go? It's all Ava's fault..."

The little female worker named Aiva looked at the "companion" on the ground with anger.

Ross looked at their farce and said with a straight face, "Go to see the boss together."

The silent atmosphere was like an invisible big hand, shaking the throat of every female worker and small leader.

Under Rose's surveillance, they slowly climbed the stairs.

"Dong, dun, dun." Ross knocked on the door.

"Come in." Doug Clayden's voice penetrated the door panel.

Doug put down the newspaper with the smell of ink in his hand, swept over several of the first female workers who looked obviously in a very wrong state. Finally, his eyes fell on Rose's face and asked, "What happened?"

"Siara didn't come to work this morning. I asked them only to find out that since you brought the first Yale classmates that day, someone has been in contact with them and asked them to betray the secrets in the store. Promise that they can give them extremely high rewards as long as they bring the production process of "Monopoly"," Ross recounted.

"Haha! Why am I going to do it?" Doug laughed after hearing Rose's retelling.

"Aren't you worried? Someone wants to produce your Monopoly!" Ross said anxiously.

"Why am I in a hurry? Ross, I ask you, do you think the threshold for making Monopoly?"

"Not high." Ross shook his head.

"That's right! Since the threshold is not high, it is destined to be easy to imitate production. Moreover, I think it is a pleasure for someone to imitate "Monopoly".

Why is it worth being happy?

Because they imitate it, it means that they agree with "The Monopoly".

Does anyone not look down on something, and go back to imitate something?

At least I haven't seen it."

Doug said.

"But...the boss...they also heard from those people that you did not register a patent, and they registered your patent?

This...if they registered, would you..."

When Ross saw Doug's indifferent appearance, he was less at ease and more anxious.

"Ross, I want to tell you something. Whether it is the so-called patents or the so-called laws, they just look sacred. But in fact, they are like cheap prostitutes (harmonious) women in a tavern in front of money.

Don't worry, don't make things difficult for them, let them continue to work.

Since I want to sell "Monopoly", I have already been prepared to face all challenges.
Chapter completed!