Chapter 10 Blood-stained This is clearly an inappropriate question. It's obvious that you can't get the money now. You're already kneeling on the ground, and you still come here to ask how much you should have gotten. If he met someone with a bad temper, he might slap Levi in the face first. After all, if I can’t beat the site manager and the foreman, can I still beat you? But then again, those who can kneel here have all had their edges completely smoothed out, their eyes are numb and empty, and they are all weak and vulnerable. The ten-year-old boy was also kneeling, he seemed to be here to ask for compensation for his father's death, along with the other adults. There was silence in response to Levi's question. But Levi was not in a hurry at all. He just squatted beside them. After a long time, a man with half an arm broken spoke. "It's written in the contract you signed that if someone dies on the job, the factory will normally pay 30,000 yuan in compensation." A normal worker here can earn a maximum of 100 a day, which is about a month. Although I don't know the purchasing power of the currency in the game, judging from the complexion, living conditions and clothing of these workers, this is definitely not a number that can guarantee that they will have enough food and drink.
Even so, the compensation for the death of a person is less than one year's salary. "It's definitely not possible to get 30,000 normally, right?" Levi continued to ask. The man with the broken arm seemed to think that since he had already spoken, it didn't matter whether he said anything else or not, so he answered with his head down. "When I'm lucky, I can get 160,000 or 170,000 yuan, but when I'm unlucky, I can only get a little over 10,000 yuan." "If you're lucky, you'll only get half of it." Li Wei smacked his lips. "If you're unlucky, don't even think about getting over 10,000. Aren't you guys not getting a penny right now?" Faced with such words that only sounded sarcastic, these people's faces did not change at all, and they remained numb. They seemed to have completely lost the ability to get angry, and begging was their last resort. Levi shook his head and stood up. "Brother, can we talk alone?" The man with the broken arm was unmoved. He just knelt there like a clay sculpture, but Levi walked over forcefully, pulled him up and dragged him to the side. The man wanted to resist and shake off Levi's hand, but a few light words made him stunned. "I can help you get your money back." They had come to a corner where no one would disturb them. After hearing what Levi said, the man's eyes were clearly filled with suspicion and distrust. he asked tentatively. "Do you have a special relationship with the director privately?" Levi just shook his head. "Don't worry about how I ask for it. You don't have any other options, right? I'm not asking you to give me anything first. I only have one request." He stared into the eyes of the man with the broken arm. "Whether I get the full amount of compensation back or not, I want 30% of it."
This request is not excessive, and it can even be said to be the conscience within conscience. Even if they went to collect the compensation normally, they could only get half at most, but now Levi promised to give them the bulk! The man with the broken arm looked at the young man in front of him with some disbelief. He didn't know how Levi had the confidence to get the money back. But if it is really as Levi said, that 30% of the money will be shared only after the money is recovered, this is completely acceptable to people like them. There is no harm in success or failure. "Okay! I can agree to it for the others!" However, after he agreed, Levi continued slowly. "You don't just have to agree on behalf of the others. I need everyone to leave me a written agreement. Go back and find the others now. Tell them to stop wasting time kneeling there. Find some paper and a pen. Have someone who can write clearly write down the fact that I took 30% of the profits on paper, and then put his or her fingerprint on it." The man with the broken arm just looked at him in surprise. "What's the point? If we get the money, it can only go to you first and then be distributed to us. You decide how much to distribute. Why do we need to write a receipt?" Levi had no intention of explaining to him and turned around and walked into the coal mine. "Tonight, in the northwest corner outside the venue, one receipt and one payment. If you don't have a receipt, even if I get the compensation, I won't give you a cent." Not long after Li Wei returned to the cafeteria, the families of the workers who were kneeling in front of the gate and making trouble dispersed. Feng Zi, who had been looking out of the cafeteria, obviously saw all the interactions between Levi and those people. "What did you say to them?" "Comfort them to see the reality clearly and stop kneeling here and dreaming in vain. Instead of being beaten and scolded here, it is better to go back and lie down and wait for death." Fengzi stared at Levi with her lips tightly pursed. This time, she did not obey Li Wei's orders, but was extremely serious. "626, some things are not something you cannot resist, so you don't resist them." Levi didn't comment on her words. He just hid a dinner knife in his pocket and spoke lightly. "Let's take care of our own business first." The thick, low clouds in the sky gradually darkened. The workers are carrying out the final finishing work. Most of them will take the train back to the community at 9 o'clock. A small number of them who have no home will choose to stay in the dormitory on site. "Xiao Zhao, let's go. It's time to go down to the mine. Today is your first day here and you've made a lot of money. You've been idle all day and your wages are basically for nothing." Zhang led Li Wei and Feng Zi to settle down in the dormitory on the site, and finally took him down to the mine. Li Wei followed behind Zhang Ling with a smile. Another foreman named Yan Li also carried a hoe and put out the cigarette in his hand. Wearing helmets and flashlights, they descended into the dark mine. The two foremen sandwiched Levi in the middle, one in front and one behind, and began to go deeper. This place was complicated, like a maze. If there was no familiar person to lead the way, it would be easy to get lost in it. Along the way, Zhang Ling had been chatting with Li Wei about family matters, asking about his family situation and why he became an illegal resident and came here to work as a laborer. Levi responded perfunctorily at first, but after walking in the mine for more than ten minutes, he was too lazy to even speak.
The atmosphere became silent, and only three dull footsteps echoed in the quiet mine. Zhang Ling tightly gripped the hoe in his hand. He felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere, but he did not feel nervous or uneasy. He and Yan Li had done this more than once, and there had never been an accident. The most thrilling time was when a burly laborer hit his leg with a hoe when resisting. That time he had to rest at home for a full six months, but fortunately his legs were not disabled. It was from that time on that he learned his lesson and decided that he would never give these people a hoe again in the future. And if a person is unarmed, no matter how strong he is, he cannot beat two adults with weapons! The end of the mine could already be seen, and Zhang Ling felt that it was about time. He smiled with yellow teeth, turned around and said the secret code that he and Yan Li had used for nearly seven years. "After tonight, when you get off work tomorrow, I'll take you to a nice place and give yourself a treat." "puff!" He was only one word away from finishing his sentence. After saying this, the two people who cooperated well with each other swung the hoes in their hands together and smashed the head of this inexperienced young man into pieces! However, Zhang Ling looked at the knife that was inserted into his chest in disbelief! The young man who was always smiling now had a calm expression as if he was looking at a dog on the roadside, and slowly pulled out the short blade that pierced his heart. The splattered blood stained the dirty land and soaked it into the darkness that was too dark to look at. (End of this chapter)