Heavenly Dao Formula

  Chapter 537 Relief Society

  The strike in everyone's imagination is that all the workers have sincerely gathered together to fight against the unfair treatment of Baiguoyuan. However, when Mrs. Karan said that, the matter became a little strange again.

  No matter what kind of rhetoric, compulsory and voluntary are two different things.

   "What do you think?" Horn asked Momora.

  Suddenly everyone on the ground looked at Catwoman in unison.

  After thinking hard, Momora replied, "...I think it's feasible."

   "Can you tell me the reason?"

"Ambassador Xia said that we are the weaker party, so we should unite all the forces that can be united as much as possible. From another perspective, this sentence can also be interpreted as preventing the neutrals from falling to the side of the enemy." Momora While thinking about it, he said, “If we don’t do anything, it’s tantamount to letting the neutrals become the enemy. It’s not a good thing to think about it. Moreover, this kind of coercion cannot be compared with the factory’s coercion-we will not harm them, and at the same time They can enjoy every benefit that the factory is asking for back. For this group of people, at best, it's just a little panic at the beginning."

  After listening to Momora, the atmosphere of the scene gradually changed.

   "Thinking about it this way, Sister Cat seems to make sense..."

   "Yes, it's only once anyway. If the benefits are taken, they will fall to the factory side, they can't be considered as workers."

   "Yes, we have more than 400 people anyhow, so we can't be stumped by those dozens, right?"

Horn nodded and looked at her with a little more approval, "If this is the case, we can no longer use this loose method to plan actions. If we want more than 400 people to perform their duties and carry out the instructions in a unified manner, we It requires leaders, organizers, and rules and regulations."

   "Didn't it become like a factory?" Someone whispered.

"The system is not unique to the factory!" The horn swept across the crowd, and the voice became louder. "The kingdom, the army, the lords...all rely on the system to strengthen themselves, because at any time a unified organization is more brave than a straggler. Be strong. If we really want to resist the factory, this is inevitable!"

   "Then who will be the leader?"

  "I choose Momora." Horn seems to have already figured out the answer to this question.

   "Huh...Me?" Catwoman shook her tail subconsciously, "But I have no experience, and my seniority is not high..."

   "I agree too." Mrs. Karan nodded, "To be honest, if you refused my proposal just now, I will just opt ​​out. Courage is the prerequisite for resistance, but enthusiasm alone will not accomplish anything."

  "Miss Momora, please agree. People in our production team are willing to stand by your side." Mollier shouted.

   "Yes, everyone is willing to follow your instructions!"

   "Momora! Momora!"

   There was a neat and low voice in the shack.

  Momora looked around at everyone's eyes and took a deep breath, "In that case, I am willing to take this job for everyone."

   Warm applause immediately resounded through the clearing.

   "Don't rush to celebrate," Horn said again, "Now that the leader is elected, then our organization should also have a name."

  "The businessmen's organization is called the chamber of commerce, and the laborer's organization is called the labor union?"

   "The union... always sounds cold."

  "And the purpose of the chamber of commerce is to make as much money as possible, right? I feel like I am a member of the factory. I don't think it's a good idea to name it after them."

   "What about the workers' federation?"

   "There are more than a hundred people who do not plan to join us."

   "Just call it a strike!"

  Everyone talked in a rush.

"I think...maybe it can be called a relief society." Momora said suddenly, "Our plan is to strike, but strikes are not all we can do. Because our ultimate goal is to help those employees who have been treated unfairly, so Using the word relief may help everyone better understand the original intention of its establishment. In the past, those who relieved the low-level people were all nobles and wealthy businessmen. This time we will relieve ourselves by ourselves!"

   "Is the relief meeting? Sounds great."

   "I agree with Miss Momora."

   "Just choose this one!"

  Everyone at the scene agreed.

   "Then from today, we will be a member of the relief society." Horn said calmly.

  ...

  One day later, in the evening, the upper town of Azure Fort.

  "Welcome to the Palace of Saint Blaney, Your Excellency."

The moment the carriage stopped at the entrance of the manor, several attendants greeted him immediately. The butler in the lead nodded to Rutherin, obviously familiar with him, "It's been a long time. I think about it... the last time you came here." , It's been almost two months, right?"

   "Mr. Bloor, your memory is still that good." Rutherin's voice was a little embarrassing, far from the enthusiasm of "Long farewell reunion".

   "It seems that you are planning to show your fists tonight." The other party raised his mouth slightly.

   "Maybe," the defense officer coughed twice, "If there is anything good at the meeting. But this is not the main purpose of my coming here. Today I am more with friends."

  At this time, Xia Fan and others also slowly walked down from the carriage behind.

   "Oh? A friend from the East?" Bloer saw the origin of the other party at a glance-although this person does not wear the traditional costume of the Far East, his facial features and skin color still reveal his identity.

As the housekeeper of the highest-end auction of the Blue Castle, he has received too many nobles and nobles. It has become an instinct to watch people order food—not to say that they are deliberately embarrassed by those little people, but there is no need to waste more thoughts on them. That's it.

  And the Orientals in front of you belong to this category.

The dress on his body was not made-to-order, and he didn’t even notice that the sleeves didn’t fit well; the leather boots were casually chosen, using inferior leather; the hair was not treated with wax oil, which meant that there was no special attendant around him. The person will not be a big man.

  Bloer turned his gaze to the woman behind him again. It was undoubtedly a dragonborn, and the traces of dragon scales on his wrists were quite obvious. But she didn't wear any jewellery on her ears, neck, or fingers. This is an incredible thing for the dragonborn who naturally likes shiny things. Then the conclusion is very simple. Although the woman is a noble, her status is probably lower than that of the Baron Cracktooth.

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   is Rutherin’s friend after all.

  From this point of view, it is enough to arrange a regular rest room for them and leave a place in the back of the venue.

  Blor was about to speak, suddenly his expression was startled.

  He saw the third person getting off the carriage.

  God is above, the housekeeper couldn't help sighing in his heart.

  What an outstanding woman that is! She is only in her early ten years old at most, and her facial features are still tender. But both her eyes and her temperament were far above the other two. In comparison, she seemed to be the one with more experience. Paired with a black and white multi-pleated lace dress, it perfectly blends the two distinct senses of childishness and maturity.

  He has always believed that life is different, and the superiors are destined to be different from the beginning.

  A girl like this must not be a mortal.

  Bloer took a slight breath, and when he spoke again, his tone became enthusiastic, "Everyone, please come with me. The auction will begin soon."

  (End of this chapter)