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Chapter 211 The Sadness and Anger of Questioning

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    "What kind of compensation are the two people involved in the accident at present? What kind of compensation will they be if they don't go up?"

    Qin Wafan asked with a smile.

    "The current compensation should be based on the accident compensation. The medical expenses for the one who is in the hospital are based on work-related injuries. For the one who passed away, the compensation will be 100,000 yuan directly. If it doesn't go up, it will probably be more  Specifically, it depends on their discussion."

    Zhang Lan is really not very clear about the specific compensation plan for this matter.  She participated in the company's emergency video conference after receiving the report before, and talked about safety first, quality control, and the need to adjust the construction schedule in the near future.  This emergency meeting was called because of these two accidents.  But the fact that Bai Yu and his father-in-law asked her to lobby Qin Wafan did not belong to the category of direct management and responsibility of her company.

    "So, human life and human life are negotiable."

    Qin Wafan smiled again and said.

    There is a vicissitudes of life in the tone.

    "Qin Wa, what happened now is not an exchange, nor is it a bargain. The construction unit is still taking care of the families of all the employees. It can't be said that just for the sake of two people and two families, it doesn't care about the hundreds of families.  Hundreds of people, right?"

    Zhang Lan explained patiently.  She has seen this kind of thing a lot. From her reality, the thing has already happened, and it is the last word to ask for more compensation.  After all, the ones who are alive and in the future are the ones who should really pay attention at this moment.

    "So for the normal operation of hundreds of people and hundreds of families, is it necessary to measure this small proportion of number 2 with cost-effectiveness?"

    Qin Wanfan became angry for no reason.  It is even more angry than the sullen anger that mistakenly thought that Zhang Lan was bossing him to eat those red peppers at the beginning:

    "Does it make more people paralyzed in bed, or even stumble and die, is it worthy of the company you said to pay enough attention, and think it is worth looking at from the perspective of life?"

    "If I heard you right, I remember my dad said that they have been working continuously for two months recently, working more than ten hours a day, with high intensity, in order to compress the construction period and build the house better and faster.  In the market, in order to make the slogan that time is money and time is efficiency come true, their lives are not only the two people who had the accident, but also the hundreds of people you mentioned. Their lives are money, that is,  Efficiency, right?"

    Qin Wanfan simply questioned.  He remembered the scene of his old father holding a cup of tea in front of him that night and shaking his hands, but he couldn't deliver it. He thought about the old father for so many years.  He smiled and said that it would be over, but that night before he talked about it, he couldn't stop crying.  He thought of his old father saying, this is not the number 2, this is two real people, two lives, two families, two families that he has been to, full of laughter, but now it seems like the sky is falling down!

    What is it that makes some people today so disregard life and value money.  Even, through those countless busy figures, the desire for self-interest is expanding, expanding to the point of using the lives of others in exchange for benefits, thinking that it is for the benefit, but, is it true?

    When high-rise buildings are built, how many people's blood and sweat are built into the brick walls?  Those faces covered with dust, those figures who only stare at bricks and tiles every day, shuttling around in high-altitude operations, who will think more about their lives and families?

    They have worked hard for a year, and they are lucky to get their salary for this year. Is this what they deserve?  Is their life destined to be imprisoned in the pile of bricks day and night?  What about the inflators of desire?  With their IQ and their so-called social abilities, do they get what they deserve?

    Today, there are already people lying in bed, doomed to be helpless for the rest of their lives, some people's families collapsed, orphans and widows live in pain, but they think their lives can be measured by multiples of wages.

    Isn't this sad, lamentable and ridiculous?

    At this moment, Qin Wanfan's eyes were filled with tears.  He could totally understand his father.  His father did this, first of all, to seek a fairer justice for the two workers and their families, and more importantly, he hoped that this matter would attract enough attention, so that such a tragedy would not happen again!

    "You said that it has nothing to do with your developer. From a legal point of view, maybe it is, but from a responsibility point of view, you are the culprit. You want to quickly build a house that you are satisfied with and sell it for cash. You have to seize the market opportunity  , so for your benefit, you set the plan goals, so the construction units below and the construction team pressurized layer by layer, and the workers had to work around the clock. They are people, not machines, even if they are machines, they rotate continuously for a long time.  If there is no maintenance, there will be failures, let alone peopleWoolen cloth?  How can you say so lightly that it is not your responsibility?  From your attitude towards these two accidents, you can see the degree of indifference to this matter from everyone above and below. The construction depends on you, but in the final analysis it is the people at all levels, including the coolies!  "

    When he said this, Qin Wanfan's voice choked up.  He could hardly contain his emotions.  He almost empathized with the hard work of the people at the bottom.  His father was such a person at the beginning, and he lived in such a state of life. He grew up watching him every day.

    "I can't convince my father, even if he wants to persist in this way, I will support him! Don't mention this to me anymore, it's useless. If you think people like me and my father, don't  It's suitable to cooperate with you, so don't cooperate before the trial, and I don't have any complaints!"

    After Qin Wafan finished speaking, he got up and went out without waiting for Zhang Landuo to say anything.  Zhang Lan took a look, grabbed the bag, flicked her fine, soft and long hair, and followed closely behind.

    When he walked to the front desk in the lobby downstairs, he consciously went to check out. Zhang Lan stood beside him, but he didn't rush to pay the bill.  Walking out of the hotel gate, he turned around and said:

    "Sister Zhang, I appreciate your kindness. I'm sorry. I don't know why. When I talk about such things, my mood becomes uncontrollable. I'll go back first. We'll get together when we have time. It's about cooperation."  , just let it be. I'm fine."

    He knew that Zhang Lan was driving, so he didn't say anything about sending people home. He walked directly to his motorcycle, stepped on the gas pedal, and with a whine, he was about to walk away.

    In fact, Zhang Lan has been following him all the time, standing at the back of his motorcycle at this moment, looking at him helplessly.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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