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Chapter 56 Boss, do we really think we can get our wages like this?

The second day of the National Day holiday, at the entrance of the Tongcheng Municipal Government Service Center.

A row of red flags hung up, rustling loudly in the wind.

There weren't many people at the entrance. Two security guards were sitting in the guard room; one was scrolling through short videos, and the other was reading a newspaper with a teacup in his hand.

Until a group of people came around the street corner.

Not many, only about thirty.

Everyone was carrying a brown paper bag, lined up neatly, walking on the sidewalk, and all wearing the same uniform.

It attracted a lot of attention from passersby.

At the front of the line, Wu Liang, wearing a white shirt and carrying a black briefcase, looked solemn.

Foreman Lao Qian asked in a low voice:

"Boss, do we really think we can get our wages like this?"

Wu Liang glanced back at him.

"Who are you calling 'boss'? I'm a lawyer, not a gangster."

"So... Attorney Wu, do we really think we can get our wages this way?"

"cannot."

Old Qian: ?

The workers behind them were also stunned.

Wu Liang tucked his briefcase under his arm and said matter-of-factly:

"It's National Day holiday today, and the official service windows are closed. Who's going to pay your salaries?"

The faces of the group of people visibly fell.

"Then what are we here for?"

Wu Liang pointed to the surveillance camera at the door, and then to the materials in his arms.

"Let everyone know that from today onwards, you must demand your wages in accordance with the law."

As he spoke, he pulled a stack of papers from his briefcase.

"The first group, five representatives, come with me to the duty reception area to submit your labor security supervision complaint."

"The second group should go to the post office and use EMS to send the same materials to the Human Resources and Social Security Bureau, the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau, and the Petition Bureau. Keep all the receipts."

"Third group, take photos and videos, but note, only take photos of yourself, not the faces of staff members. Anyone who swears or blocks the door will have their documents confiscated!"

Some people were unconvinced and muttered under their breath:

"Then we might as well go to the project site and cause a scene."

Wu Liang turned to look at him, smiling gently.

"Go ahead and block the door. If you do, they'll call the police and say you're disrupting the order of the workplace. You won't get your wages, and you'll end up in the police station."

The man immediately shut up.

The security guard in the duty room had already stood up.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing?"

Wu Liang went up to him with a polite smile.

"Hello comrade, the workers have submitted their wage arrears complaint materials in accordance with the law. We have selected five representatives to come in, and we will ensure that the office order is not disrupted."

The security guard was a little stunned by his words.

"It's a holiday today, so there's no one to do anything."

"I understand." Wu Liang nodded. "So we don't require it to be done today, we only require registration and acceptance, or we need to inform you of the transfer procedure for those on duty during the holiday."

The security guard opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know how to refuse.

He glanced down at the thing Wu Liang handed him.

The title on the first page is neatly arranged.

Complaint materials regarding wage arrears for workers in the Hongyuan Construction Tongcheng Urban Renewal Project.

Below are the attached catalog, list of representatives, details of unpaid wages, copies of the project quantity confirmation form, and on-site photos.

They even numbered the pages of the materials.

The security guard was silent for two seconds.

"Wait a moment, I'll make a phone call."

Wu Liang smiled and nodded.

"Thank you for your help."

He turned and went back to the front of the line, and Old Qian came up to him again.

"As expected of you, Attorney Wu, you're much more professional than us roughnecks!"

……

At the same time, the Tongcheng Hongyuan Construction Project Department.

As soon as Lin Zhiyi parked the car, she saw her assistant running over.

"Sister Lin, something's happened."

Lin Zhiyi frowned.

"Are those workers here again?"

"No, look!" The assistant handed over the phone. "They went to the government service center and even went to mail the materials in several groups."

A video of Wu Liang leading a large group of workers has been filmed and posted online.

In the video, Wu Liang stands in front of the crowd, earnestly explaining order to the workers.

"No banners allowed! Just hold the materials in front of your chest... Yes, make sure the words are clear when you take the photo! We are reporting unpaid wages in accordance with the law and requesting registration and processing!"

Lin Zhiyi stared at the screen, her brows furrowing more and more.

What's wrong with this lawyer?! Wasn't he just trying to get me out of a tight spot yesterday?!

Lin Zhiyi took a deep breath and dialed the number she had saved just yesterday.

The call was answered quickly.

"Manager Lin?" Wu Liang's voice sounded completely unsurprised.

"Attorney Wu," Lin Zhiyi said, her tone still relatively restrained, "didn't we agree yesterday that we'd communicate first if there were any problems?"

"We communicated," Wu Liang said. "I know you said you didn't have any money in your account."

"It's a holiday now, so the finance and approval departments are not on duty."

"That's why I didn't contact your finance department," Wu Liang said sincerely. "I'm taking advantage of the time I still have to file a record with the relevant department first."

Lin Zhiyi clenched her fists and gritted her teeth.

"You're putting pressure on Guangdong!"

"Manager Lin, you can't say that," Wu Liang immediately corrected him. "When workers file a complaint according to the law, how can that be called putting pressure on them? It's exercising their rights!"

The other end of the phone went quiet.

Wu Liang continued:

"I know you are not the legal representative, not the finance officer, and not the final approver."

"But Manager Lin, I also have to tell you the truth. Once the holiday is over, the workers will be gone, the evidence will be gone, and the hype will die down. This matter will just become another pending item in the 'process' again."

"They can't afford to wait."

Lin Zhiyi looked out the glass of her office at the empty project site.

There were hardly any people in the building during the National Day holiday.

But she could already imagine Gao Jiancheng's expression when several identical documents appeared at the human resources, housing and construction, and petition windows on the first day after the holiday.

Worse still, once the materials enter the formal process, someone will check the payroll account, labor subcontracting, and fund disbursement milestones.

What Guangdong Hongyuan fears most is never workers blocking the gate.

Suddenly, Lao Qian's voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Attorney Wu, the staff on duty asked us how much money we owe!"

Wu Liang covered the receiver, but a little bit of his voice still leaked out.

"Read the script exactly, no extras! Anyone who dares to make up numbers on the spot will have their lunchbox docked!"

Lin Zhiyi: "..."

For a moment, she couldn't tell whether this person was a scoundrel or too rule-abiding.

At that moment, the assistant handed over another cell phone.

The screen displayed Gao Jiancheng's phone number.

Lin Zhiyi answered the call.

"Mr. Gao."

Gao Jiancheng's voice couldn't hide his anger.

"Zhiyi, what's going on at the government service center? The person on duty at the Housing and Construction Bureau called me and said someone submitted materials regarding Hongyuan's unpaid wages."

"They are worker representatives, and the person leading the group is a lawyer..."

"Keep him calm!" Gao Jiancheng said almost without hesitation. "We can't let the materials continue to spread, especially not let them file a mass complaint after the holiday. Go talk to him and ask him what he really wants!"

Lin Zhiyi glanced at Wu Liang's call screen on her phone.

"What if they want to pay immediately?"

"Let's talk if we can, but let's not escalate things! I'll contact General Manager Tan."

The phone hangs up.

Lin Zhiyi closed her eyes and picked up her phone again.

"Attorney Wu."

"Hey, I'm here."

Do you have time now?