The red building is so arrogant

Chapter 418 Assemblies
Dongbianmen Steel Works.

Since he joined the Trade Union on impulse, Sun Mingteng has been restless these days. He is always worried that things will be revealed, and he will be arrested and sent to Dali Temple to be a prisoner with his uncle.

Especially since that day, no one from the Trade Union has appeared again...

This is life or death, you should give a letter, right?
Sun Mingteng once wanted to take the initiative to contact the two work-students, but after careful consideration, he knew that the other party was the deputy captain of the picket team, and he didn't even know the other party's name, where they lived, and where they lived.

After discovering this, he became even more restless.

In just a few days, the Kung Fu man lost a lot of weight, and his mouth also developed a severe blister. On the [-]th day, half of his toothache was even worse, and he was hesitating whether to prescribe two decoctions to relieve the fire. As a result, I was suddenly summoned by the Trade Union to hold a meeting in a small workshop somewhere on the outskirts of the city.

The person who came back to deliver the letter was not a work-study student, but a half-grown child.

Sun Mingteng cross-examined him a few times, but the child denied all knowledge and told Sun Mingteng that he must be there before [three o'clock in the afternoon], and then ran away in a hurry.

Sun Mingteng guarded the certificate and address brought by the child, hesitating for more than an hour before making up his mind to go to the meeting.

Before leaving, he specifically found the other two team leaders to insinuate, and found that neither of them had been notified, and he felt even more apprehensive, but also complacent.

That afternoon, he arrived at the scene half an hour earlier, but it took him another quarter of an hour to muster up the courage to step into the gate of this workshop.

When he found that the patrolling guards in the workshop were all pickets wearing dark blue uniforms, and there was no one else around, Sun Mingteng secretly heaved a sigh of relief. As for being taken over casually by others.

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

Sun Mingteng cupped his fists with a smile all over his face, and was about to exchange a few words with him to make a relationship, but the man turned around and walked in without saying a word.

Sun Mingteng had no choice but to follow suit.

The meeting place was set in the largest workshop of the workshop. The silk reeling machines inside were not removed, but moved to the place next to the wall on both sides, leaving a large open space in the middle.

A half-person-high wooden platform was simply built in the middle of the north wall, and around the wooden platform, hundreds of Mazas were lined up like a fan. Now there are already seven or eight people sitting on it, and most of them are wearing picket uniforms. There are captains in light blue uniforms, and there are team members in dark blue uniforms.

There are also some who wear long gowns and behave like scholars.

Sun Mingteng knew that some work-study students were assigned to the Ministry of Industry to work as book offices, so he was not surprised by these people wearing long gowns. Instead, he felt a little disappointed when he saw those people wearing dark blue uniforms.

He thought he was a special case, but now it seems that there are not a few team leaders who have been invited.

Then why didn't the second and third team leaders get invited?
Hearing that the passer-by said that he could sit anywhere, Sun Mingteng subconsciously found an inconspicuous seat, intending to prick up his ears and open his eyes to observe, but he didn't want to be stared at by the blue uniforms on the left and right as soon as he sat down.

One of them, who was familiar with him, took the initiative to move Mazha to Sun Mingteng, and asked curiously: "Which factory does this old man belong to? Why haven't you seen your captain?"

It was only then that Sun Mingteng discovered that although the meeting place seemed chaotic, basically the team members in dark blue uniforms were following a certain work-student team leader.

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

"I'm from Dongbianmen Iron and Steel Plant. As for our captain... oh~"

Sun Mingteng let out a feigned sigh, and immediately saw a lot more eyes cast on him, even the nearby work-students also looked sideways.

He felt both anxious and secretly proud, feeling that he was different from others after all.

Seeing two more dark blue uniforms approaching, it seemed that they wanted to inquire about the current situation of Chen Wansan and Li Qing. Sun Mingteng was afraid that he would miss it, so he hurriedly asked: "There are two other team leaders in our factory who also joined the alliance. Why didn't you invite them?"

"My brother doesn't know something."

The self-satisfied self-satisfied: "Those who can come to the meeting are masters who can read and write. Even if those who are illiterate join the alliance, how can they understand the deep meaning of the captain?"

It turned out to be such a selection principle.

Sun Mingteng was stunned, and felt that this matter was a bit absurd. The Trade Union was originally established to fight against educated people, but in the meeting, it excluded illiterate workers. This is really a bit...

However, as a person with vested interests, even if he feels that there are some problems, he is too lazy to empathize with those illiterates.

Just about to take the opportunity to say a few more words, the familiar worker suddenly poked him in the waist, pointed at the stage and said: "Look, the president is on stage!"

Sun Mingteng looked up hurriedly, and saw a burly captain with bushy eyebrows and big eyes appearing on the stage, and with him as the center, the originally noisy workshop gradually quieted down.

Seeing this, Sun Mingteng couldn't help lowering his voice, and whispered to the workers beside him: "What is the origin of this lord president, he looks quite prestigious?"

In fact, he has always called Chen Wansan the captain, and Chen Wansan never liked being called his master, but seeing that the workers here called the work-students this way, he began to follow the Romans.

"This is Master Dong Xun."

The familiar worker picked Thumbs up, and said enviously: "Among the gentlemen, this is the one! I heard that if he hadn't accidentally made a mistake in the final exam, he would have been an imperial order by now! "

Isn't that the second place among the work-study students?
Thinking about the two work-study students who contacted me before, and they said that Master Yang, who was the number one, turned his face and refused to recognize him.

At this time, Sun Mingteng has discovered that he seems to know less about the affairs of the Labor Union than others, but this is normal, after all, others are all cronies brought in by the work-student master, but he is rushing ducks to the shelves, lacking a guide , Naturally, it is not easy to gain trust.

"Comrades, fellow workers!"

After the audience gradually quieted down, Dong Xun on the stage glanced at the four directions and said loudly: "This is the first official meeting of our trade union, and it is probably the most important one!"

His voice is thick and steady, and there is a feeling that people want to trust.

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of warm applause from the audience, and Sun Mingteng was also in the middle of it, slapping his hands painfully, while secretly worried, for fear that Dong Xun would shout to raise the flag to rebel, kill officials and release food.

But seeing Dong Xun exchanging a few words, he immediately went straight to the topic and said: "I don't need to say more about the current situation—those scholars are only thinking about ruining engineering, ruining the New Deal, and ruining the future of all of us. !"

"Our Trade Union must not sit back and watch them succeed! So tomorrow morning, we will also go to a rally in front of the Dali Temple to demand that the court severely punish the offender Zhou Long, and thoroughly investigate the mastermind behind the scenes!"

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

Sun Mingteng observed secretly and found that those who were amazed were basically ordinary workers in blue uniforms, while the work-study students obviously already knew about it.

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

Dong Xun raised his hand and suppressed it twice, and immediately some work-study students came forward to suppress him, and quickly restored the calm of the meeting place.

Just listen to him continue: "We are here to reason, and there must be no conflicts. If those scholars intend to make a move, I and the work-study students here will stand in front. I would rather suffer some losses than let the situation get out of control! "

With this said, the blue uniforms really felt at ease.

Since the old man is willing to take the lead, and would rather be beaten than make things worse, then what do I have to be afraid of?

"Because these are only on the surface."

At this time, Dong Xun suddenly raised his voice: "This time, our trade union not only wants to speak out the voice of the workers themselves, but also takes the opportunity to guide the people's aspirations, so that those scholars who talk nonsense and instigate public opinion all day long will reap the consequences!"

The venue that had just quieted down suddenly became restless again.

Scholars have manipulated public opinion since ancient times, and now major newspapers are controlled by literati. How easy is it to change public opinion?

Let alone let them eat their own fruit?

This time, even the work-study students were a little surprised, obviously they didn't know there was such a section in advance.

So Dong Xun said that when the students came forward to suppress it, it took twice as long as before to restore calm to the venue again.

"Everyone, don't worry."

Only to hear him raise his voice again: "This is the first shot fired by our trade union, so naturally we won't fight an uncertain battle—Brother Niu, let's send things out first."

He nodded off the stage, and immediately a young man with a handsome face stood up, holding a large stack of materials and handing them out one by one.

Before it was sent to his side, Sun Mingteng hurriedly asked the acquaintance beside him who this Captain Niu was.

"This is Captain Niu Siyuan Niu!"

This acquaintance was indeed a well-informed person, and he lowered his voice and said: "I heard that his father is the illegitimate son of a big man, but unfortunately he refused to admit it, so he became a craftsman—Captain Niu is the right-hand man of the chairman." , I heard that he arranged the venue for our gathering today!"

Niu Siyuan?

The name sounds like it wants to recognize the ancestor and return to the clan, but I don't know which family the captain Niu is from.

Just thinking about it, Captain Niu had already sent it here, and the work-students just reached out to pick it up, while the blue uniforms had to stand up and express their thanks in trepidation.

Sun Mingteng also followed the crowd and took one. At first, he was worried that he would not understand it. He didn't want to read it carefully.

The above mainly talked about two things: First, if engineering can be carried forward, the children of ordinary people will have the opportunity to study engineering and crafts. Even if they can't be an official in the end, they can learn some skills to support their families.

The second is what engineering and craftsmen really mean, and why scholars are desperate to touch engineering and craftsmen in the dark, and what will happen if they are allowed to succeed.

Before Sun Mingteng finished watching, Dong Xun said with emotion on the stage: "Manipulating public opinion is the specialty of scholars, and they have the final say for thousands of years, but this does not mean that they have no weaknesses in this. There is no advantage in this!"

After hearing this, everyone in the audience didn't bother to look at the article in their hands. They all looked up at Dong Xun, wondering what the weaknesses and strengths he said were.

I just heard Dong Xun say: "For thousands of years, the road of imperial examinations has been over-mythologized. Most common people look up to scholars and Juren, openly or secretly, and feel that ordinary people cannot walk this road."

"For scholars, this is not a bad thing in the first place, and it even helps them raise their own value."

"But in terms of winning the hearts and minds of the people, this is a huge hidden danger!"

"Because the common people don't think they can go this way at all, so even if they make hype about the imperial examination, it has nothing to do with the general public."

Speaking of this, Dong Xun raised his arms fiercely: "But engineering is different! No matter how self-deprecating and self-deprecating a person is, he will not think that his children and grandchildren will be so stupid that they can't even learn a craft!"

"Then you tell him at this time that as long as you are proficient enough in the craft, you will have the opportunity to be an official in the future..."

Dong Xun didn't say the following words, but most people in the audience have already got the answer.

Sun Mingteng was no exception. He couldn't help but look down at the article in his hand again, wondering why the higher ups tried to exaggerate the benefits of engineering, but it turned out to be a way to win people's hearts.

I have to say that this cake painting is very skillful, at least Sun Mingteng was unconsciously bewitched.

The only fly in the ointment is...

The best proof of this piece of cake is Mr. Yang, who doesn't seem to have joined the Trade Union.

At this time, Dong Xun also took a copy of the information from Niu Siyuan, waved it off the stage, and said: "Our main task this afternoon is to thoroughly understand the contents of this paper, and then teach these contents to the teacher overnight. You can be trustworthy! If we suffer a lot in Dali Temple and suffer a little bit, whether we can double, ten times, or a hundred times return depends on whether this propaganda will work!"

"Remember, you must find someone you trust, and they are not allowed to go out before dawn, so as not to leak the news in advance!"

"Besides, prepare the manpower in advance to spread the message. If there is a risk of conflict, forget it. If the government comes forward to maintain order, they will immediately send people back to the factory to publicize and encourage more workers to participate!"

"When there are 100 people coming, tell the factory that there are three hundred people; if there are three hundred, it is one thousand; if there are one thousand, it is boundless!"

"Everyone likes to follow the crowd, not to mention the workers have resentment in their hearts!"

"As long as we do a good job this time and take similar actions next time, our Trade Union will be able to respond to everyone and everyone will follow!"

Seeing Dong Xun raised his arms and shouted on the stage, Sun Mingteng's blood was boiling with excitement off the stage, and he wished he could fight those sour guys to the death immediately.

If he is a selfish person, let alone others?
Only when Niu Siyuan responded loudly, his eyes were full of coldness.

At this time, someone suddenly questioned: "My lord, if the government favors those scholars, what should we do if they want to arrest us and go back to the yamen?"

These words caused many people to worry.

But Dong Xuan laughed and said loudly: "Everyone, just rest assured, Mr. Jia Yucun, who is going to take over as Governor of Shuntian Mansion at the beginning of next month, is from the Rongguo Mansion, just like my benefactor—that is, Mr. Jiao Shunjiao! From the teacher's point of view, even if he refuses to favor us, he will never favor those students!"

(End of this chapter)