I'm Not a Theatre God

Chapter 98 Work Stoppage

"Hey, Mr. Law Enforcement Officer!"

Beside the rickshaw, the lean and dark man grinned, "Where are you going?"

Chen Ling casually took out a few copper coins from his pocket and stuffed them into the man's hand, "To Factory Street."

"Okay!"

The man took the money, his eyes lit up, and without saying a word, he picked up the rickshaw and ran to the edge of District 3.

"I haven't seen you for a few days, I should call you Mr. Law Enforcement Officer." The man couldn't help but sigh, "I haven't even heard of a law enforcer like you who was promoted so quickly..."

This man was the rickshaw driver who took Chen Ling to Bingquan Street in District 2 when he just became a law enforcer. At that time, thanks to Chen Ling's "command", he earned double the money from Han Meng afterwards. At this moment, when he saw Chen Ling, he was as enthusiastic as seeing his relatives.

"It's luck." Chen Ling smiled.

"Are we going to take a detour this time?"

"... No."

This time Chen Ling spent her own money, so of course it was impossible to do it the same way as before... Hearing this answer, the man sighed with some regret.

A faint mist covered the street, and the man drove Chen Ling forward quickly. There were fewer and fewer houses around, replaced by the outline of factories looming in the distance, like black monsters crawling on the edge of the aurora.

Factories are the core of each region. They not only solve the employment of most residents in the region, but also continuously transport a large amount of materials to Aurora City. However, due to the pollution, the factory areas are located at the outermost part of the region, close to the boundary of the boundary.

Chen Ling got off the rickshaw and gave the man a few more tips before leaving. Now that he is a law enforcement officer, he will naturally not be short of money. The man immediately thanked him respectfully.

"Sure enough..." Chen Ling looked at the densely packed factories and thought, "More than half of them have stopped working." Chen Ling had been to the factory area before. Apart from anything else, the exhaust gas from the chimneys alone was enough to dye the entire sky gray, but this time most of the factories seemed to be out of operation, and the air was unusually fresh. Chen Ling went straight into the factory area. As soon as he approached, he saw a large number of people crowded in front of the factory area, holding banners and shouting in unison: "We want to resume work!!" "We want to ask for wages!!!" "We want to resume work!!" "We want..." There were at least hundreds of people crowded in front of the factory area. Most of them were middle-aged and young people, wearing worn-out cotton clothes, waving their fists, and everyone roared with anger. In the crowd, Chen Ling saw a familiar figure. He was carrying a big flag with the words "resume work" in both hands, waving it desperately with gritted teeth, and cursing in the crowd:

"Why don't you let us work?!"

"The steel plant is closed, how can we eat?!"

"Resume work!! We want to resume work!!!"

That person was none other than Zhao Yi, whom he had met last night.

The crowd blocked the entrance of the factory. If the iron door was not strong enough, it would have been smashed by them. At this moment, several figures behind the door were whispering, with ugly faces.

"We want to resume work!! We want to resume work!! We want..."

Amid the roars of the crowd, a figure came from behind. The crowd behind was stunned when they saw the black windbreaker, and then consciously closed their mouths and avoided to the sides.

The shouting became smaller and smaller, and the people in front seemed to feel something was wrong. Zhao Yi looked back with his eyes wide open. Just as he was about to call them trash, he saw the familiar face.

"...Chen Ling?"

The crowd, which was originally angry and crowded, has automatically made way for a road several meters wide. They look at the black windbreaker with awe and fear.

For ordinary people in District 3, law enforcers are already gods... let alone law enforcers?

"You are a law enforcer?!" Zhao Yi finally reacted, with shock in his eyes.

Wasn't he still a law enforcer last night? Did he really set foot on the divine path in the ancient military treasure? ?

"Yes." Chen Ling nodded calmly, "Make way, I will handle this matter."

As soon as this sentence came out, Zhao Yi's face changed continuously. He looked at Chen Ling, from shock to doubt, and finally to helplessness... He took a deep breath and said stubbornly:

"Chen Ling, you'd better get justice for us!"

After speaking, he also put down the flag for the time being and retreated to the side.

Chen Ling stood at the door and looked at the people inside, "Open the door."

Seeing this, the people immediately stepped forward to open the door. They did not dare to neglect the law enforcement officer. The leader spoke respectfully to Chen Ling:

"I am Meng Shi, the deputy director of the steel plant... What is your name?"

"Chen Ling."

Chen Ling walked into the factory and got straight to the point, "What's going on?"

Meng Shi had a bitter face and spoke helplessly, "The factory has stopped working, but they insisted on resuming work... I told them that they couldn't do it, but they didn't listen. They have been surrounding them outside for a long time."

"I'm not asking them, I'm asking you."

"We..."

"Why did it stop working?"

Meng Shi looked at the followers behind him and sighed, "Come with me."

Meng Shi and others took Chen Ling and walked straight into the factory. As soon as they entered the door, several large gilded characters were engraved on both sides of the steel plant.

On the left, [Thousands of hammers and tempers forged steel bones];

On the right, [Hard work and perseverance are the most glorious];

On the top of the factory, several large horizontal characters are the most conspicuous, [Everything for humanity];

These fonts are obviously old, and they are a little blurred under the erosion of wind and snow. Some characters even have fewer strokes. The outer wall of the factory is also mottled and damaged, with a faint smell of rust.

This is Chen Ling's first time in the steel plant. Maybe it's because of the fog, it's wet everywhere. He walked into the workshop, where several huge machines were displayed. None of them were started, but they were covered with plastic sheets by humans, like a few black hills.

"Chief Chen, look there." Meng Shi pointed to an empty place at the back of the workshop.

Chen Ling looked carefully,

"What's there?"

"It turns out that it's a place for storing ore, coke and other raw materials for steelmaking." Meng Shi spread his hands, "Now Aurora City has taken away all the raw materials. I know those people outside want to resume work, but what can they do? Can they make steel out of thin air?"

Chen Ling frowned slightly, "Why did Aurora City take away the raw materials?"

"I don't know. They gave the order directly to the factory director." Meng Shi said bitterly, "Chief Chen, you also know... The factories in the seven districts are directly managed by Aurora City, and even the factory directors are appointed by them. If they want to take away the raw materials, we can't stop them."

"What about the factory director? Call him over."

"He entered Aurora City with the raw materials yesterday." Meng Shi paused for a moment and added, "It's not just our steel plant... All other factories are in this situation. The raw materials and finished products have all been transferred away, leaving us with a pile of waste.

We don't want to stop work... but we really have nothing."

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