The skinny man replied: "We don't accept minors here."

An Xun said seriously: "I will soon become an adult"

The skinny man took a puff of his cigarette, looked deeply at An Xun, and said, "Boy, studying hard is better than anything else!"

An Xun lowered his head and said nothing. He didn't really want to come here to work. He was afraid that the skinny man would see through him if he said too much.

Seeing An Xun lowering his head and not saying anything, the skinny man thought An Xun had something to hide, so he sighed softly and said:

"A pack is 10 yuan, and a person can make 20 packs a day. If you work harder, you can make 25 or 30 packs. Someone like Aliang who doesn't care about his life can make 40 or 50 packs a day, and he makes a lot of money."

An Xun silently calculated in his mind, "10 yuan per pack, 50 yuan for 500 packs, yuan a month, plus the money for fighting underworld boxing, it seems that his sister really needs to spend a lot of money!"

The skinny man continued to advise kindly: "If you really have no other choice, it's best not to come. Studying hard is the only way out for poor people like us. If you get into a good university, you won't have to do hard labor in the future."

An Xun looked at the skinny man after hearing this. After a closer look, he realized that the man didn't look old at all. He just had yellow and dark skin and many wrinkles, which made him look a little old. He asked curiously, "Uncle, how old are you?"

The skinny man was obviously stunned for a moment, smiled bitterly, and said: "20"

An Xun opened his eyes wide in surprise. He also guessed that the skinny man might not be too old.

After all, yellow, black and wrinkled skin does make you look old, but firm skin doesn’t lie. But I didn’t expect that she is only 20…

An Xun smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm sorry, brother."

The skinny man did not blame him, but just smiled helplessly and stared at Aliang's position in a daze.

...

Ah Liang was injured in the waist by Xiang Daqiang. He pressed his injured waist and thought to himself, "With this injury, I'm afraid I won't be able to go boxing today..."

Although I was unwilling in my heart, I clenched my fists and suppressed the anger in my heart when I thought about my sister who still needed someone to take care of her and needed money.

He gritted his teeth, turned around slowly, and prepared to leave, but Xiang Daqiang didn't intend to let him go.

Xiang Daqiang took two steps at a time and quickly stepped in front of Aliang, blocking his way.

He crossed his arms and said angrily, "Did I let you go?"

Ah Liang was already suppressing his anger, but he kept pestering Da Qiang, causing him to frown and ask coldly, "What else do you want?"

Xiang Daqiang still crossed his arms and said forcefully: "It's not easy for you, Aliang, and I don't want to embarrass you. As long as you leave here, I won't embarrass you."

A Liang looked at Xiang Daqiang's face and said word by word: "I need this job"

Xiang Daqiang said, not to be outdone, "Then you raise the wages! Let's work together to improve the welfare of everyone!"

Ah Liang rolled his tongue, looked at him firmly, and said, "A man must be trustworthy. Without trust, he cannot stand!"

Hearing Aliang preaching to him, Xiang Daqiang laughed out loud, holding his belly, and said:

"You're a dying labor camp inmate, and you're still quibbling with me? Don't you know what a piece of shit you are?"

A Liang looked at Xiang Daqiang coldly, without refutation, but just waited quietly for Xiang Daqiang to finish laughing.

Xiang Daqiang smiled briefly and then stopped laughing, mocking him, "Aliang, credit can't be eaten. We're all a bunch of poor bastards. The big bosses don't need our pity. They eat and drink well, and what about you? Your sickly sister is still waiting for your money!"

Hearing Xiang Daqiang mocking his sister, Aliang couldn't help himself. His face became uglier and uglier. He warned in a low voice: "You can scold me or hit me, but if you insult her once more, I will definitely destroy you."

Aliang is a well-known workaholic. He is willing to sacrifice his life to get his sister treated. Xiaowa warned Xiang Daqiang with a dark face, but Xiang Daqiang was still panicking.

Although he was panicking inside, he still had to pretend to be calm on the surface. He chuckled and said, "I'm not afraid of you, but your sister is really a pitiful person. Let's not talk about her, let's talk about our business!"

Although Xiang Daqiang did not give in, everyone could tell that he was afraid.

A dozen people watching the excitement covered their mouths and laughed secretly. Fortunately, Xiang Daqiang was thick-skinned by nature and did not care about being laughed at.

Ah Liang held his waist and said, "From now on, I will carry 30 bags a day. I won't take orders for the rest, and my wages will remain the same."

Xiang Daqiang was upset when he heard that Aliang was still unwilling to raise the wages. He yelled, "Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

"You've lowered the wages so damn low, who would want to hire us?"

"Even if you carry 30 bags a day, people will still wait for you, unless it's urgent, but how many urgent people are there in a day?"

"Aren't we all miserable people? Are you the only one who's pitiful?"

"Aliang, you can't be so selfish!"

Xiang Daqiang wants to use moral kidnapping and distorting facts to make Aliang surrender, but Aliang doesn't want to pay attention to him.

Ah Liang shook his head and said, "My bosses are all very kind to me, so I can't raise my wages."

Xiang Daqiang heard that Aliang was unwilling to give in, and now he had no way to retreat. He gritted his teeth and asked word by word: "Does that mean there is no room for negotiation?"

Aliang lowered his head and thought for a moment, as if he had made a great decision, and said, "20 bags."

The average porter here can carry 20 bags a day. Aliang is strong and has endless energy.

And he really needed the money, so he always forced himself to carry the amount for two people.

But he didn't expect that such hardship would offend others. He was not good at dealing with people and could only give in.

He thought he had made the biggest concession, but Xiang Daqiang didn't want him to carry less.

Instead, I stood with everyone to fight against the bosses and raise wages, so I naturally couldn't agree to his request.

Seeing Aliang give in again, Xiang Daqiang thought to himself, "This idiot has a burden on him, so he definitely won't dare to confront me head-on. If I push him a little harder, he'll definitely give in."

Thinking of this, Xiang Daqiang smiled condescendingly and said, "I don't want to waste any more time talking to you. There are two options: either get out of here or get a raise. It's your choice!"

Seeing Xiang Daqiang's dominance, everyone began to speculate: "Hey! Xiang Daqiang is quite strong. Who do you think Aliang will choose?"

"In my opinion, the wages must have increased, and the installation is almost done."

"I think we should just leave. Who the hell can stand this?"

"I think I'm done with this. Ah Liang has such a good temper. If it were me, I would definitely beat Xiang Daqiang to death."

An Xun listened to everyone's opinions, frowning, and thought to himself, "Does this Aliang have any guts? How can he tolerate being bullied like this?"

The skinny man beside him saw An Xun frowning and asked him with a smile: "Do you also think Aliang is a coward?"

An Xun didn't answer, but the look in his eyes said it all. The skinny man laughed silently and said, "Xiang Daqiang's highest record is 25 bags a day, and Aliang's 50 bags. Who do you think will win if they really fight?"

"Which is more important, venting your anger or protecting your family?"

An Xun listened to the words of the skinny man and stared at A Liang's back, thinking.

Everyone looked at Aliang, waiting for his answer. Aliang said without hesitation, "I choose the third way!"

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