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    Hearing Yu Zhiheng's shouts, several younger workers took a step or two forward, but were immediately stopped by the people around them.  The factory manager shouted triumphantly: "Hit me hard, beat me hard, and kill these poor people who dare to organize a strike!" "Workers, how long are you going to endure it!" Yu Zhiheng just shouted  Here, suddenly he received a heavy blow on the back of his head. As soon as his vision went dark, he fell to the ground. The last voice he heard before unconsciousness was Jin Sanpang's voice: "Well beaten, they are all tied up. Go back and press  Pay a reward!" When Yu Zhiheng woke up, he was already lying in a cell full of people. He moved his body with difficulty. The fists and gun butts of the previous policemen left behind  The scars were starting to show up now, and every rib in his body seemed to be complaining about what had just happened, which made him groan.  "Brother Zhiheng, you're awake!" A concerned voice came from the side immediately. Yu Zhiheng struggled to open his swollen eyes with only a line left, and then he saw clearly that it was Xu Dacheng. He smiled bitterly and asked:  "Dacheng, where are we?" "Where else can we be? A training center for the poor!" Xu Dacheng took a sip: "Those gentlemen know how to name names. This place is obviously for us poor people, so there are still poor people there.  "You guys are all evil-minded, otherwise you can't get rich!" Yu Zhiheng cursed and moved his body hard to make himself more comfortable, but this immediately caused a burst of complaints from the people next to him.  This room, which was only about ten square meters in size at most, had nearly forty people crammed into it, just like a can.  "How long have we been here?" Yu Zhiheng asked.  "It's been more than a day!" Xu Dacheng smiled bitterly: "It doesn't matter if there are more people, at least it's not cold anymore!" "It's been so long? Why don't I feel it? Where are the others?" "Of course, you've suffered so much  "Come on, I thought you were dying!" Xu Dacheng patted Yu Zhiheng's shoulder lovingly: "The other people left when they came in. They should be in other rooms." "It's been so long. Did you send food?"  Yu Zhiheng asked.  "Sending food? What a beautiful idea you have!" Xu Dacheng said with a wry smile: "I just asked everyone to relax for a while, otherwise it would be more uncomfortable to have urine and urine everywhere in the room. Damn it, this training center is darker than a prison cell!"  "You just know, it seems that you had something to do in the factory before!" A person next to him interrupted: "I've been here twice, and the process - forget it, don't mention it!" Xu Dacheng hurriedly asked  Said: "Yes, we are all from Wuxing Forge. Brother, you are familiar with this place. Do you know what to do with us?" "What else can we do? Work hard for three months for nothing, two meals a day, one dry and one thin; three  After a few months, the men came to select people. If they were not selected, they would work for another three months; if they were not selected, they would work hard for five years, with wooden beds, hot sun, shackled feet, digging ports, and paving roads.  He is a strong young man, and after five years he is already an old man." When the man said this, he looked at Xu Dacheng and Yu Zhiheng: "But you two are skilled, so you should be better.  After working as a coolie for a month, he was picked up by the gentlemen. "While he was talking, there was a sound of a key being inserted into the keyhole, and the room immediately became commotion. Everyone was pushing towards the door, wanting to breathe more.  A few breaths of fresh air.  With a clang, the iron door was opened, and bright sunlight shone in. Yu Zhiheng instinctively covered his eyes with his right hand - his eyes, which were accustomed to darkness, were stimulated by the sudden appearance of sunlight, and tears flowed horizontally.  "Come out, come out, let the air out, let the air out!" Following the guards' shouts, people in the room rushed out. They moved their sore hands and feet and curiously looked at the scene outside. Only a few guards could be seen next to them.  There was a large steaming wooden barrel and a large bamboo basket filled with light yellow cornmeal steamed buns. The unique aroma of the food made the crowd who had not eaten for almost two days stir.  "Don't move, don't move!" Several guards waved their whips and yelled, "Whoever moves again will be dragged out and beaten to death!" They finally suppressed the crowd's excitement.  The leading guard bowed to the man in a three-piece suit behind him and said, "Mr. Jiang, these were the ones yesterday!" "Yeah!" Jiang Zhiqing took off his lambskin gloves and fanned in front of his nose.  The group of people in front of them had been imprisoned for two days, and they were released once in the middle. The smell was very strong.  Although Jiang Zhiqing is no stranger to all this, it happened many years ago. Now he is the general manager of Shunhua Company's Shanghai branch, and he is also a prominent figure in Shanghai. For these bad things,  The memory naturally avoided it subconsciously.  "I am Manager Jiang from Shunhua Company!" Jiang ZhiqingHe coughed and said: "Who among you can do any crafts? It can be a carpenter, a stonemason, or a blacksmith!" The crowd remained silent, and they were all on guard against this sudden gentleman. Past experience told them that such an uninvited guest would  It's often not a good thing.  "Is there no one there?" Jiang Zhiqing had an impatient look on his face, but the crowd remained silent.  Jiang Zhiqing walked to the bamboo basket, took a steaming steamed bun and walked to the crowd. He raised it high and shouted loudly: "See, anyone with skills will be given a steamed bun and a bowl of millet porridge immediately."  "The temptation of food finally worked. A dark and thin young man rushed to Jiang Zhiqing, stretched out his hands and shouted: "I worked as a carpenter in the village!" "Okay!" Jiang Zhiqing took the steamed bun in his hand.  He threw it to the young man and ordered to the steward behind him: "Give him a few more, let him eat enough!" The young man did not catch the wowotou, and the wowotou fell to the ground. He immediately picked it up and also  Not caring about wiping off the stains on it, he stuffed it into his mouth, and the air was immediately filled with the sounds of chewing and swallowing.  Jiang Zhiqing looked at the young man, smiled slightly and shouted to everyone: "See, as long as you can do crafts, you can have wowotou to eat and porridge to drink! Who else?" "I can be a mason!" "Me too!  Yes!" The hungry people finally couldn't bear the temptation of food anymore. They swarmed forward and stretched out their dirty hands to the bamboo basket.  The guards pushed aside the crowd to prevent the bamboo baskets and wooden barrels from being overturned. A proud smile appeared on Jiang Zhiqing's face, and he took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, struck a match, and lit the cigarette, enjoying himself.  Sucked up.  "Mr. Jiang, just leave the rest to us!" The head guard came over and said with a smile: "This place is very dirty, don't get your clothes dirty!" "That's fine! We'll send you to Wusong for dinner.  Go to the dock and pay per person! " "Don't worry!" The leader's eyes narrowed with laughter: "We've settled this matter!  He took out the cigarette case and threw it to the guard leader: "Give points to the brothers. Let us know next time something similar happens. Our company still needs people!" "Easy to say, easy to say!" The leader's eyes were filled with laughter.  When Jiang Zhiqing walked away, he carefully smoked a cigarette, took a deep breath of intoxication under his nostrils, and put the cigarette back into the cigarette case. Just kidding, he couldn't even smoke such a high-end cigarette.  How could he be wasted by those Yakuza?  After a while, he turned around and walked towards the workshop, shouting to the workers who were devouring their steamed buns: "Listen up, eat our steamed buns and drink our millet porridge.  You have to listen to us honestly, otherwise you will see it, do you understand? " People were eating and drinking with steamed buns and porridge bowls, but no one answered the words of the guard leader.  However, the head guard was not angry because of this. In his view, these workers were just animals that knew how to work. Since they were animals, don't expect them to answer normally, as long as they could work.  Thinking of the reward he was about to receive, he shook the whip in his hand proudly and ordered to his subordinates: "Look at them all, let them eat well, and we will be on the road after dinner!" Yu Zhiheng sipped the millet porridge and looked at each other.  Compared with others, Yu Zhiheng ate much slower. By the time he finished the bowl of millet porridge, Xu Dacheng had stuffed at least three steamed buns and had two bowls of millet porridge in his stomach.  "Dacheng, Dacheng?" "What's the matter, brother Zhiheng?" Xu Dacheng drank up the remaining porridge in the bowl in one gulp: "Why did you eat so much? Are you feeling unwell?" "I'm fine!" Yu Zhiheng  He shook his head: "Have you ever found it strange that those guards were too kind to us?" "Too kind? I didn't think so?" Xu Dacheng looked at the decreasing number of steamed buns in the bamboo basket, and his attention was obviously gone.  Moved over there: "Do you have anything else to say? I'll get some more. I don't know when the next meal will be?" At this time, several guards brought in another basket of Wo Wo Tou.  , a burst of cheers broke out from the crowd, and Xu Dachen's tense nerves suddenly relaxed.  "Don't you think it's strange? They took us out of the factory and didn't give us any work. They just let us eat and drink. Is this studio really doing good things?" Xu Dacheng was stunned after hearing this.  At that moment, he also felt that something was wrong, and the situation before him was very different from what he had heard in the rumors. However, his appetite and his optimistic personality soon took over: "Whatever, I'm going to die anyway. Brother, I'll take a few more  Come here, eat more. If the sky falls, the tall man will bear it." Yu Zhiheng thought about it and could only sigh.  Half an hour later, everyone had almost eaten.  The guards began to move peopleAfter rushing back to the room, the people who had already filled their bellies became docile, and some even started to laugh. It seemed that the life in this poor workhouse was not so difficult after all.  Thank you very much Captain Zeon for the tip, there will be another update tonight!
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