During the World War, United Steel received a large number of orders in the name of supporting the war, and the working hours of workers were also significantly extended.

To be precise, it's seven days a week, fourteen hours a day, which is even more blessed than Jack Ma.

After the Second World War, steel orders decreased, and workers' wages were subsequently reduced. However, social prices increased, and their working hours did not decrease.

This is fucked up. They have to spend more than half of their time working every day, and in the end the bread they get in exchange is barely enough to feed their families.

At the center of such a sharp contradiction is Lupo Harrison, the general manager of United Steel.

"The workers are demanding higher wages, a return to a six-day week, eight-hour workday, and permission to form a legal union," Crews said. "But Mr. Harrison disagrees."

"This is not a burden for a company of Hezhong Steel's size, right?" Li Wei said.

"If it's just a pay increase and a reduction in hours that they would be fine with, it's the unions that they're afraid of."

"After the establishment of Soviet Novgorod, the United States also realized that workers are no longer the group of dreamers in the Baroque of the last century. Once they get power, they really know how to use it." Cruz road.

"Now, due to the pressure of life, workers' so-called strikes cannot last long, but once there is a union, they will be able to raise funds themselves or use other methods to accumulate funds. Then they will really be able to use it. Society is paralyzed.”

Levi nodded.

"Do you think Harrison was involved in the death of Mr. Brown's son?" Field turned around and got straight to the point.

"I don't know," Cruise said honestly.

"Rationality tells me it's unlikely, but if he had a grudge against Mr. Brown... he might be trying to bankrupt him."

Mr. Brown's coal can only be profitable if it is sold, otherwise it will be just a pile of waste that consumes a lot of money if it is accumulated in the warehouse.

It was enough to deplete his capital chain.

After summarizing Mr. Brown's affairs, Cruise told them what he had seen today.

"The workers' dissatisfaction is visible to the naked eye," Cruise said. "There are posters posted everywhere on the walls of factories, docks and underground taverns. A small number of people have formed groups to protest, and there are even armed fights in some places."

"It can be seen that the Federation of Labor is brewing a storm, and they will not make any big moves until the preparations are completed."

"However, our goal is only wizards. Tomorrow Reese and I will start with the three murdered police officers and try to find the murderer."

The murderer of the police officer has not yet been identified as a wizard, but in connection with the previous incident of Mr. Harding causing a wizard attack, the possibility that the murderer is a wizard needs to be taken seriously.

After finishing speaking, Cruise glanced left and right, then smiled.

"Okay, let's break up the meeting."

……

The day's work came to an end, and a few people had something to eat at a nearby restaurant.

Their destination was a nearby apartment. The environment of the apartment could be called clean, it could be rented anonymously, and it supported short-term contracts.

This part of the money is reimbursed by BOI. Investigators can apply for reimbursement for most of their expenses while working. Of course, this has certain limits.

For example, if you go to the casino in Las Vegas and lose 10,000 Philippine dollars in the name of a mission, the BOI will not only not reimburse you, but will also ask the picket team to treat you to a cup of tea.

Levi lived on the third floor, and he was lucky enough to get a room by himself.

The living room and bedroom are in one space, with a toilet but no bathroom.

There was also a table, but there was nothing on it.

Levi filled the basin with water, and after washing his clothes, he sat down and rested for a while.

Then, he took out the sundries module. There were many things stuffed in this large iron cabinet. Levi rummaged through it and found paper and pen.

He also wanted to write a letter to Robbins. He chose Harker Middle School as the receiving address and asked Charlie to deliver it to him when the time came.

Levi wrote down what he wanted, noting function and style, as well as the price he had in mind.

It's about fifty Philippine dollars, but Levi can accept it if it's higher, but this is to show his attitude to prevent malicious price hikes.

The signature was still Ji Bochang, and this pseudonym Li Wei would be used for a long time. This was to prevent his frequent exchange of letters with foreign countries from arousing the suspicion of the picket group.

After finishing writing, Levi thought for a while and then started writing another letter.

That's for Lao Chen.

The other party asked Li Wei to write him a letter after he found a place to stay, but for one reason or another, Li Wei never got around to doing it, so he just happened to send it out now.

Li Wei had already thought about the content. In addition to telling the other party that he was doing well but would not stay in one place for a long time, he would invite him to St. Francis.

In this letter, he vaguely revealed that he had a good relationship with the gang there, and that Lao Chen could get their protection.

And it's easy to find a job here. St. Francis is a big city and has a lot of restaurants, many of which are willing to accept Seris people.

And, regarding his missing second son, Levi hasn’t had time to find him yet.

After writing this, Levi thought for a while, and there was nothing more to say. Things about BOI needed to be kept secret, and it was not easy to publicize his burning of Oakland.

So there was no politeness and the conversation ended hastily.

The relationship between the two doesn't need these fictitious things, and he can't understand it even if it's written.

Levi folded the two letters and put them aside, planning to send them out tomorrow. After doing all this, he leaned on the chair and stretched.

It was now half past eight in the evening. He had slept on the train in the morning and he didn't feel sleepy yet.

So Levi took out the monster information that Reese gave him from the space and turned to the first page.

Then Levi regretted it. Reese's handwriting was dense and dry, and it was not as interesting as "Fantastic Monsters and Where to Find Them".

"knowledge is power……"

Levi reluctantly comforted himself.

……

next morning.

As soon as Levi went out, he saw Field and the others.

Miss Westin threw a huge sandwich over, Levi reached out accurately, and the sandwich fell smoothly into the space, as if performing acrobatics.

"Breakfast." Field said briefly, "Team leader and the others are leaving first."

"It's time for us to work. Today, Martha and I are going to Henry's school to see if one of his classmates is involved in witchcraft. As for you, you can act alone."

It didn't take many people to check Henry's social connections, and Field felt that Levi alone was enough.

"Well, okay." Levi said.

It just so happened that he had to send a letter.

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