Lynch's joke was full of kindness, and it was also the truth. Both of them were prepared for what they were going to talk about next. At this time, the two had already walked out of the city hall, walked into the parking lot, and sat in Ferral's car.
The small and enclosed space seemed to provide people with a sense of security. Ferral rolled down the window slightly and lit a cigarette. "Recently, the workers' union has been preparing for a new demonstration. Do you know about it?"
Lynch shook his head. He had only been back for a few days, so he did not have the time to care about the workers' union. Besides, he did not have many friends in the workers' union, so he was not interested. Naturally, he did not know that the workers' union was going to make a fuss again.
In fact, the workers' union was making a fuss mainly because the current situation was too difficult. The unemployment rate was as high as 20%, and the whole of Saibin was in a terrible situation.
People walked on the streets weakly. Some of the tall men were so thin that they were only skin and bones. They had to sit down and rest for a while after taking a few steps. Their lack of physical strength made walking a burden for them.
Now, the public security in Saibin was quite good. The retired soldiers had filled the vacancy caused by the police strike. In terms of execution, they were much stronger than the ordinary police officers. Their attitude was also much tougher.
Most of the police officers and street leaders in the past were already familiar with most of them. From a certain point of view, they did this to better solve the case when it happened. However, there were also some problems, such as leaking information or relationships.
But now, these problems did not exist anymore. The police had cleared the streets in an unprecedented way. The people on the streets could only hide in their houses. The rest of them did not even have the strength to commit crimes. This made the public security much better.
However, these changes could not change the fact that people did not have jobs. At this time, jobs were more important than anything else.
Even some newspapers reported some amazing news. For example, a teenage girl slept with a fifty-year-old cook just to get a job as a waitress.
Another example was that two generations of women in a family were arrested for illegal recruitment. The judge, society, and public opinion pursued them so fiercely that the mother and daughter chose to commit suicide.
Too many things had come together, and that was that it was difficult to stabilize society without jobs. This was the purpose of the workers' union's protest. They wanted the City Hall to provide them with some jobs, so that some very poor families would not go on the road of crime.
From a moral and ethical point of view, this kind of appeal was normal and even noble. However, the way it was appealed was not very likable, and the mayor had a headache over it.
"The mayor told me that you've come up with a new way of hiring people to work for you …"
Before Ferral could finish, Lynch interrupted him. "No, it's not employment. I have to correct the misunderstanding between you and the mayor in this regard. We are cooperating!"
Lynch patiently explained to Ferrar how he worked with these people. These people were not his workers. These family-oriented workshops were a micro-enterprise, and Lynch was another enterprise.
When he placed orders with these micro-enterprises, they were in a cooperative relationship. There had never been an employment relationship!
"… So, this is not an employment relationship. I don't need to guarantee their working hours, income, and all kinds of social security. Do you understand what I mean?"
Ferral's expression was a little strange. The content he heard from the mayor was not very complete. In short, the mayor's tone was not very good. It was as if … he thought that Lynch was not a good person.
At first, Ferral thought it was a little strange, but now he had the same thought. Lynch was really not a good person.
When people talked about the cruelty and cruelty of capitalists, they would mention some laws, such as the Minimum Wage Law, the Worker Protection Law, and so on. These laws protected workers from arbitrary exploitation and oppression by capitalists.
No matter how capitalists wanted to treat these workers, they had to follow the rules and carry out their ugly and despicable exploitation and oppression within the framework of the rules.
But now, Lynch had jumped out of this framework. Ferrar didn't know whether to call him a genius or a bastard. Ferrar believed that all the capitalists in the Federation would like Lynch's new idea. It could save them a lot of money.
At the same time, Ferrar himself was a little worried. Once capitalists started using this method, it would mean that a large number of workers would lose all kinds of protection. They might not even be able to pay social security.
Ferrar raised some of his own questions, and Lynch patiently explained them. In order for people to start accepting this kind of thing, they had to first understand that this was not exploitation.
The so-called "piecework method" was essentially created by ordinary people and ordinary families. It was a process for them to realize their self-worth. If they were willing to work hard, they would be able to get much more than when they worked in the factory.
But if they were not willing to create and realize their own value, they chose to be lazy, or even do nothing, then they would not get anything.
"Society is not a nursery bag. It may be cruel here, but there is a fairness here that other places don't have, real fairness.
How much you pay, how much you get. If this is not fair, then I find it hard to believe that there is anything in this world that can be called fair!
And, my friend, whether any system or method will continue to exist or not, the response of society itself will give the answer. The suitable ones will always exist, and the unsuitable ones will disappear very quickly.
None of us know whether my method will work, whether it is suitable for the development of society and time. This needs to be verified, but I think it is a good method! "
Ferrar smoked a few cigarettes in a row. He could not find any arguments to refute Lynch's fallacy. In the end, he could only smile bitterly and sigh. "I find that I am convinced by you!"
Lynch quickly followed up. "The more you argue, the clearer the truth becomes. (Only through repeated proof can the conclusion be guiding)!"
"You always have some special words …" Ferrar muttered. "What the mayor means is, if you can convince those people in the workers' union to adopt your method, maybe you can talk to them first!"
This sentence meant that the mayor had made a concession on this matter of principle. In fact, he had no choice but to concede. Among those who were at the right age to work and were willing to work, one in five was unemployed. What kind of concept was that?
Among the 800,000 people in Saibin, there were about 150,000 people who were suitable for work and had the intention to work. But now, there were 30,000 people who were unemployed.
These 30,000 people affected about 100,000 families and affected the lives of 200,000 to 300,000 people. This index was already very scary. If the unemployment rate continued to rise, or if it remained at this number, it was very likely that the Saibin City Hall would announce the dissolution of the city. Then, the people would elect a new mayor, or they would simply implement self-government until the city was finally abolished.
The unemployment rate in Saibin was obviously higher than other places. The main reason was the collapse of the Christopher Group. The mayor thought that by finding out the problem and keeping them in the city, he could prevent more people from losing their jobs.
However, the worse the problem was, the more troublesome it would be. In fact, even if the Christopher Group did not leave, they would not be able to start working.
After years of falsifying the financial reports, they were actually losing money every year. Even if the mayor and the governor did not touch them, they would not be able to hold on for long. When the time came, they would still go bankrupt.
Now that the mayor was forced into a corner, he remembered Lynch's previous suggestion.
Lynch's spirit was lifted. "When can I talk to them?"
"The day after tomorrow. There will be a big demonstration during the day. After the game is over, you can talk. You can choose the location, but the union wants to hold the meeting in the workers' union office building."
When Lynch heard this, he chuckled and nodded slightly. He understood something else from Ferrar's words.
He could have talked to the workers' union directly and prevented the demonstration from happening, but the mayor did not show any intention of bringing it forward. The workers' union even wanted the meeting to be held in their office building. This made the whole thing suddenly feel strange. It was the smell of politics.
The mayor wanted to show his ability and influence. When the demonstration broke out, he was able to suppress it. This proved his ability.
As for the demonstration?
Please get rid of it. This was the Freedom Federation. Demonstrations were the freedom of the citizens. They could even start a demonstration without notifying the social service bureau. The police and other agencies could not disperse them. They even had to help them maintain order because this was the embodiment of the precious spirit of freedom of the Freedom Federation.
These bastards would hold demonstrations whenever they had nothing to do. For example, on weekends, they would protest against the fact that the capitalists did not provide them with beef for lunch. Now that the situation was so bad, people were marching all over the country. No one would blame Sabin for the outbreak of this protest.
As for the workers' union, they did not consider themselves as representatives of the workers. They also wanted to show their influence.
As soon as the demonstration started, the city hall arranged for people to solve the problem. This could only mean that the local workers' union did a good job in terms of cohesion and influence. When the time came, the person in charge of the local union might be rewarded by the union's higher-ups. He might even be promoted into the Socialist Party and become a moderate politician!
Compromise?
No, it should be sexual intercourse.
After sensing the contempt on Lynch's face, Ferrar laughed dryly. "Is there a problem?"
"A problem?"
Lynch came back to his senses and shook his head. "Of course, there's no problem. I'll convince these people!"
"That's good. Although the mayor didn't say it explicitly, I feel that he takes this matter very seriously!"
After the two parted ways, Lin Qi returned home. Even though he had been away for a few days, the place was still clean and tidy. When he was not around, the maids would still come over to clean the place to ensure that there was not a speck of dust.
Her attitude when working was even more focused, careful, and brisk than before. Her skirt was shorter, and her cleavage was bigger and lower. Of course, all of this was to keep her job!
In this era, in this environment, no one had it easy!