The Death Knell

　　 Maybe the candy really worked. The two of them felt better, at least they would no longer tremble involuntarily, but sat down to their destination with a calmer mind.

　　 came out of the subway station, and they all felt like a lifetime. The children could not describe this feeling in detail, but it was like walking around the door of hell.

　　 "It's almost here, the dock is over there, you see, a lot of people." Steve said to Bucky, also to himself, he was just superficially calm.

　　 "It's great, it's a normal person, look in their eyes."

　　 Bucky took him for a while and ran forward. After seeing these people with flexible eyes and smiling faces, he was finally relieved.

　　 "It seems that this place is different from other places. This is where normal people should stay."

　　Steve also breathed a sigh of relief, as if a shipwrecked person saw the land.

　　 "Go, let's find someone who is in charge and see if we can do something."

　　 Bucky gave him another hand, the previous fear has been forgotten, and the yearning for food ranked first.

　　 As Bucky guessed, it was just a simple registration last night, and there is still a lot of follow-up work to follow up today.

　　 For example, someone was assigned to a tractor factory or an aircraft factory. These factories were not in New York. Last night they were only informed in advance to go back to prepare. Today, there are still job numbers and identification cards, some simple items, and settlement allowances to be issued.

　　 If you want people to sacrifice their lives to yourself, you must at least relieve others of their worries and let them settle their homes before they can work outside with peace of mind.

　　 This large warehouse will be used to unload grain these years and become a logistics supply station. Now that there is money in the market and food is difficult to buy, Wilson Enterprise will provide them with goods.

　　 Employees’ family members can use their job number registration and certificates to purchase necessities here, and the money Su Ming sent to employees will also return to him.

　　If they are not employees or their family members, they will not be accepted. This policy seems unfair, but the food on their own farms is also limited. After calculating the gin, they can only sustain their own consumption every year.

　　 But this is good, it can improve the sense of belonging and honor of employees, and feel fortunate and proud of being an employee of Wilson Corporation.

　　 Although these factories are not too far away, and you can still take the train back on weekends, in this era, the traffic is inconvenient and there is always a feeling of traveling. Now that there is a business to take care of at home, it is more at ease.

　　 The warehouses on these piers were bought by Su Ming. In the future, this will be a place for shipping and transshipment. Now they are all empty and used as temporary offices.

　　 The thin body makes Steve a little inferior, but Bucky is much bolder and more outgoing.

　　He dragged Steve through the crowd. There were too many people here. In winter, you could even smell the heavy sweat, like a bunch of sea fish crowded together.

　　 They turned left and right from the gap, and finally squeezed into the warehouse, where there were rows of people handing out things, and the food they wanted was stacked in the back.

　　In the past few days when the workers did not leave New York, Su Ming is of course still in charge of the food. He is not bad with the money. As long as the stock market is still falling, his short money will grow by a huge amount every day.

　　 "Wow, Steve, look over there, the food is piled like a mountain."

　　 Bucky saw the same paper bag as yesterday, his eyes were full of sparkles, and he began to swallow.

　　 Of course Steve saw it too, but he was thinking about something else. The work here is organized and it seems that there is no place to help.

　　 At this time, a beard next to them saw them. Although he looked cruel, the thick calluses on his palms showed that he was just an honest worker, and he was probably shoveling coal or moving goods.

　　 "Huh? Children, what are you doing here?"

　　 He knelt down, put his duffel bag on the ground, and talked to the two.

　　 Steve cringed, he was not good at communicating with strangers, so Bucky answered the brawny's question.

　　 "This gentleman, we are here to look for work."

"Hahaha..." The strong guy smiled and touched their heads, but Bucky broke free and glared at him. He didn't mind his beard, but found it funny: "The little guy came to look for work last night. Unfortunately, Wilson Enterprises refused, and their bosses do not hire child labor."

　　 "Why? Although we can do less, we eat less and the wages are not so high."

Bucky said it’s hard to understand that there are child laborers all over New York. For example, they sell flowers at the entrance of movie theaters, wipe the floor in the hotel lobby, wipe the car at the intersection. If he and Steve are children on the farm, they should help a few years ago The house is milked.

　　 Not to mention that the previous newspaper did not refuse their request to work.

　　 The brawny did not answer them, but asked another question: "Do you know this, it means that at least one of your parents is an employee of the winery, right?"

　　 "Yes, our father should be here, but there are too many people to see." Bucky replied.

　　 "That's it, because the company will give more money to employees who have children at home, which is called a relocation allowance. The boss means that the children need to grow up and learn knowledge, rather than doing heavy work at inappropriate times."

　　 The beard dragged his sailor bag and moved forward, the team was still shortening, and it was almost his turn.

　　 Steve thoughtfully, he nodded: "This statement is very similar to what my dad told me. He asked me to go to school."

"Haha, although I don't understand why, I admire this approach. Do you know? I used to work in a factory to fill the huge punches. There were a few child laborers in the workshop at that time." Noono, touched his chin and recalled: "But they are not strong enough. That job is not what they should do. Many people fell seriously ill, and there was a bad luck. At that time...Kcha!"

　　 Steve and Bucky can't help but shrink their necks. Of course they know what the so-called click means. They have heard that those huge machines often eat children. Good luck is a disability, and bad luck will die on the spot.

　　Su Ming don't want child labor~www.ltnovel.com~ because what he needs is efficiency, everyone is a link in the workshop, and any link is a shortcoming.

　　 Besides, this is too wicked. There is no need to save a few money and let the children kill their lives. It is better to give people with children a little more money to settle the family, and it will be more popular.

　　 Although child labor is now used, it was the mainstream of society until it was banned by Roosevelt in 1938, but Su Ming did not wade into this muddy water.

　　 Bucky thought for a while, he pulled off his hat and rubbed it in his hand: "We are not doing that kind of work, but doing part-time jobs these days. We are literate, such as helping to write a sign or something."

　　 "That's it... Then I can't say, after all, I am also a newcomer. You will ask the people you are receiving now, they are old employees, you should know."

　　 Bucky nodded, he understood. Although it was a pity, he actually wanted to work directly.

　　 "Thank you, sir." Bucky thanked him, and looked around so as not to be found by his father, but he quickly saw the back of the warehouse, a young man with glasses and a fat old man standing aside chatting.

　　 Look at their clothes and grooming, they should be the ones in charge.

　　 "By the way, sir, are the two gentlemen in charge over there?"

　　 The beard looked up, and immediately nodded and replied: "Yes, the one with glasses should be, at least yesterday I saw that everyone listened to his arrangements."

　　 Bucky smiled and Lara Steve: "Thank you again, kind sir, let's try our luck."

"Haha, go, even if it doesn't make sense for you to come, I should give you some food." The strong man picked up his sailor bag again and continued to line up, knowing that the two children were actually hungry and afraid. .

　　Who can be here?