Shadow Empire

Chapter 353 Cooperation
“You must solve these problems as soon as possible!”

"The governor called me personally, and this is not quite what you promised me."

"You have three days. If you can't solve it within three days, do you still need me to tell you what will happen?"

On the phone, the director who had expressed his admiration and approval for the manager and his decision just two days ago suddenly turned hostile, and his tone was full of threats.

The manager held the phone in both hands and could only try his best to explain, "It takes time for us to recruit people, and we have already recruited some people..."

"I don't want to hear this, that's your business, I don't even need you to tell me when I can go back to work."

"You only have seventy-two hours!"

The phone was hung up with a click. The manager slowly put down the receiver and sat in his chair with a grim expression.

These damn bastards!
His angry curses could be heard by people outside the office, and everyone had a different expression on their face.

Some of them were very worried because these people were die-hard supporters of the manager and his confidants.

If the manager is in trouble, they will surely be in trouble too.

Some people seem very calm. These people are centrists. They do as much work as they are paid and do not participate in the internal political struggles of the company.

There were also some people who showed an obvious smile. It was obviously a very bad thing for the company, but they could see the benefits in their eyes.

A small office with ten people has at least twelve different thoughts.

"Everyone, get in here!"

The manager's roar made everyone outside the door re-enter the office. The manager's face was as black as the bottom of a soup pot that had been used for twenty years.

"I know some of you are waiting to see me make a fool of myself, thinking that after I am driven away, some of you will have a chance."

"But what I want to tell you is that you are dreaming!"

"We are a team, whether you admit it or not, we are a team."

"Now the board of directors is not dissatisfied with me alone, but with me and you, my team!"

"I don't care how you explain. Anyway, if I'm kicked out, unless some of you can climb into the director's bed, you won't end up well!"

"The best outcome would be to be transferred from here to the outside and be tortured by the wind, rain and sun with your lackeys."

"If you're almost there, pack up your personal belongings and get out of the port like me!"

"So whether it's for me or for yourselves, we must unite at this time and overcome the difficulties together!"

He paused as he spoke, giving these people some time and process to accept the situation.

After waiting for about twenty seconds, he said, "I don't care what method you use, just help me do a few things right now."

"I won't assign specific tasks to any of you. I don't know if you can do it. You should choose what you can do and do it."

"First, find someone to work from the nearby labor agencies as soon as possible. Illegal immigrants will do. I can offer them a salary of 22."

"Legal immigrants or locals all get thirty-five dollars and a two-dollar subsidy."

"For every job you find, as long as they stay in the position, I'll give you two dollars!"

“Second, I don’t care what method you use to convince those influential workers’ representatives to stand on our side!”

"Vaughn is a fucking son of a bitch. I don't count on him anymore!"

“If they are willing to take the money, promise to give them the money.”

"If they want something else, as long as it's not about raising wages for everyone, then we can talk about it."

At this time, an employee suddenly asked, "Why don't we meet their requirements?"

"I heard they only wanted $1.50!"

The manager angrily grabbed the pen and threw it at the guy, but the guy dodged it swiftly.

He dodged the attack of the pen, but could not avoid the manager's loud voice.

"One dollar and a half?"

"More than 20,000 yuan more in expenses every month, almost 300,000 yuan more in expenses a year, and you call this 1.5 yuan?"

"That's all!"

"If you can do it, do it. If you can't, you can go pack up now!"

The man's face turned red and white, and finally he just stood there and did nothing.

No packing up, no harsh words.

They are all adults, and he knows the price of impulsiveness. He is not those workers outside the door. He has his own family and his own bills. He cannot lose this job!

After the manager shouted this, he didn't want to continue talking. "Anyway, this is it. I don't care who you find, or how you deal with those worker representatives. Of course, it's fine if you can convince the workers to return to their jobs!"

"In short, I hope to see the dock restored to working order within 72 hours!"

"Now, get out of here and work!"

People left the manager's office, but a few stayed. These people were the manager's confidants, real confidants.

The manager was not in a good mood towards them either. He himself was about to be fired. Except for the board of directors, he didn't need to be in a good mood towards anyone now!

"Do you have anything else to do?" he asked.

One of them said, "I have a suggestion."

The manager sat back in his chair and lit a cigarette. "Go on."

A simple word "say" is enough to reflect his inner emotions.

"We can put a little more pressure on them..."

The manager looked at him with a grim look in his eyes. "I don't want you to answer my questions one by one. Are you fucking confused about the current situation or what?"

"This isn't some kindergarten heuristic. If I lose this fucking job, you all have to get out too. Do you understand?"

The man's face turned a little pale after hearing his words. He didn't dare to squeeze the toothpaste anymore and said it all in one breath.

“Those worker representatives are not so easy to deal with. If they can be bribed, they will not be worker representatives.”

"We need to change our thinking and find someone to threaten them directly. If they don't come to work at the dock, we will find someone to hurt them or their families."

"I know this is a mean idea, but..."

The manager suddenly asked back, "Where's the meanness?"

"They don't intend to give us a chance to live, so why should we consider them?"

"So, what's mean about that?"

Several people stared at the manager with wide eyes, as if they were meeting him for the first time.

The manager took a long drag on his cigarette and said, "I don't know any gang members, and I don't think the gang members can solve this problem. Do you have any ideas?"

"After this incident, I will propose to the company to add a deputy manager or manager consultant position. If you can help me through this difficult time, you can be that person!"

It is too easy for a manager to make promises. He can even create a new job without the approval of the board of directors. It only costs a little extra money every month, not much, and no one will care about it financially.

The man's face, which was a little pale just now, turned red in an instant, "I know that there is a very powerful gang in the port area recently, the Wolf Gang!"

"They have unified the gangs in the port area. They are a very powerful organization. If we can ask them to help us, I think there is a high probability that we can handle this matter."

The manager pursed his lips and said, "It must cost a lot of money to hire them, right?"

The man said, "You can talk to them, maybe they don't want money?"

The manager leaned back in his chair and thought for a while. If the other party asked for a lot of money, he could still bargain or ask the head office to pay.

But if the other party doesn’t want money, it will be difficult to deal with!

As a manager, he knows very well that the freer something is, the higher the price you need to pay!

There is no innocent love in this world. If he can give you something worth one dollar for free, he will definitely take more than one dollar in profit from you. It is impossible for him to give it to you for free!
But now there is no time to think so much, he only has seventy-two hours left, and if he still can't handle this strike by next Monday morning, he will be finished!
"Do you know anyone of theirs?" "Please help me contact them, I want to talk to them!"

The manager made the decision in a very short time, and it was not a difficult decision.

His confidants nodded repeatedly, "My...son belongs to them."

Listening to the long list of relationships, the manager just felt a headache, "Whoever it is, go and make sure it's done now, I'll wait for your news!"

Soon, this young man, who had taken many turns, arrived at the professor's office. The professor was in charge of all the big and small matters in the gang.

Many times, the professor is more like the leader of the wolf gang, not Wolf.

"Manager of the dock service company?" The professor didn't react at first when he heard this title.

They are a wolf gang, a black gang, and all things related to them are criminal activities. When did such "decent people" become associated with him?

But he quickly responded, "What does he want to talk to me about?"

The gang member explained it briefly and the professor roughly understood it.

He thought for a while, asked someone to wait, and then he dialed a number, "The dock management company wants me to go over and deal with those striking workers. Should I agree?"

There was an obviously young voice on the other end of the line, it was Owen.

Now that Irving has fulfilled his municipal duties and powers, when he received the call, Irving only thought for a few seconds and gave him a positive feedback, "Promise them."

"The docks are very important. The impact of the strike has not yet fully spread. If they can't deal with these people, it may have an impact on our plans."

Owen has followed the mayor for many years, and what he has seen and heard has given him more political experience than his peers.

He was well aware that there was a flaw in the mayor's approach to set the final nail in the coffin: the militia could solve all problems at once!
If someone links the strike to the militia, it may cause this matter to recur!

When he said it could be dealt with, he didn't mean dealing with the gangs, but completely crushing Congressman Williams' last bit of resistance.

Gangs are like this and can grow rapidly with any support. The losses they suffer are unimportant to those in power, and a large number of new gangs can be cultivated at will.

What he cares about is the impact of the strike itself.

After the professor got the answer, he hung up the phone and called the man in. "Tell your messed-up manager, if he wants to talk, let him come here and talk to me!"

The news quickly returned to the manager of the dock management company, who brought the person who made the suggestion to the headquarters of the Wolf Gang.

In the office, he met the professor and relaxed.

The professor's appearance is deceptive.

This is not entirely correct, because he is just like that. It can only be said that people are unlikely to understand and accept the fact that a middle-aged man with a teacher's temperament is a gang leader.

So after a brief shock, he accepted this fact, which made him seem a lot more relaxed.

At least this person isn’t a moron with a scar on his face, a curse word popping out every few words, and a man who thinks with his fists.

"They said, do you want to cooperate with us?" The professor took the initiative to pour a glass of wine for the other party.

The manager licked his lips when he saw the wine. He hadn't had a drink in a while. It wasn't that he couldn't buy it, but the price was too high and he couldn't bear to drink it.

I picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The familiar taste entered my mouth, went down my throat and into my stomach, and my whole body felt comfortable.

He sighed, feeling somewhat disappointed, but suddenly remembered that he was discussing the matter at the dock with the professor, and quickly sat back down. "Yes, someone is inciting the workers to go on strike. They are trying to use the strike to force us to raise their wages. This is very stupid and unreasonable."

"It's not that I don't want to give them a pay raise, but I think the reason for a pay raise shouldn't be a threat centered on a strike..."

The professor raised his hand. "I don't care about this. What I care about is, what can you give me?"

The manager thought for a moment and flipped his wrist. "Money?"

The professor shook his head. "A bar can bring us at least a few thousand yuan in net profit a night. We have seven or eight such bars."

“You can’t impress us with money.”

Hearing the professor talking about how profitable the bar was, the manager was a little excited. He couldn't help but exclaimed, "So much?"

"Then wouldn't the workers' club be able to make tens of thousands every day?"

The professor's eyes lit up. "Tell me about the workers' club."

The manager then repeated his story, and when the professor heard that Lance had been running the workers' club before, he burst out laughing.

I didn’t expect he had hidden a super bar here!
The professor made a decision. "Leave the liquor business of this workers' club to me. Then we need some safe warehouses and establish long-term cooperation."

The dock is very important to Jingang City, and he knows this very well. If he can control the dock, it means they have one more amulet!

After thinking for a while, the manager agreed directly, but he also explained the situation, "The workers' club was set up by the workers' union and has nothing to do with us."

"But I can decide and give you a warehouse to run a bar. You can also use the name of a workingmen's club."

In his opinion, it doesn't matter who is orthodox.

The professor stood up, and he quickly stood up as well, then extended his hand, "Happy cooperation!"

"Happy cooperation!"

The two sat down again, and the professor poured him some more wine. "If you like to drink, I can give you two boxes a month after we solve all the problems."

The manager's throat started to roll, but he couldn't say no, and he couldn't refuse, so he could only say "thank you".

The professor waved his hands, indicating that these were small matters, "How do you want me to help you?"

The guy sitting next to the manager finally got a chance to speak. "Here's what I think, sir."

"You can take people to the homes of the workers who are leading the riots and use your identities... Sorry, I'm not..."

The professor raised his hand, motioning him to continue, "We don't need to get paid, we are gangsters, this is our job and style."

The man breathed a sigh of relief, "Intimidate them, threaten them with their family's lives and their own lives."

"As long as these influential people withdraw from the strike first, our work will be easy."

"If you encounter a tough guy, you can just go ahead and do it."

"Once this phase of things is over, you may need to show up at the dock. Although it may not be a good idea to do so, they were the ones who started it this time."

The professor pondered and asked, "So, my job is to deal with ordinary people who have no ability to resist?"

“It looks like an easy job!”

The manager's confidant quickly agreed, "Yes, it's not difficult at all."

Although the professor was a little disdainful of these two people, this was his job, "So which ones should I start with?"

He sent those people from the small gangs out to die, but the core of the Wolf Gang is still there, so these things can be left to them.

This way other people won’t have any objections, after all, they are also working and striving for the development and growth of the gang!

The manager's confidant immediately took out a list that he had prepared long ago and handed it over, "These are the people. The following are their current addresses."

"Mr. Boss, you'd better hurry up and put an end to the strike as soon as possible. It will be more beneficial to both of us and multiple parties."

Looking at the list in his hand, the professor nodded slightly, "You will see the results in a day or two."

He took out a brown paper bag from the drawer and put the bottle of wine in it. "I have other things to do here, so I won't keep you here."

"Just go back and wait for my good news."

"This bottle of wine is new to the category, so you can help us taste it."

The manager took the brown paper bag with a smile and said, "I'll leave the strike to you."

Coming out of the Wolf Gang headquarters, the manager's face was no longer serious. He glanced at his men and handed them the brown paper bag. "You know a lot of different people. The deputy manager needs someone like you."

"You know people from all walks of life. I will recommend you to the board of directors."

"Take this bottle of wine back and try it. Remember to tell the gentleman inside how it tastes..."

(End of this chapter)