The working class is the most advanced class in China. In theory, it is the class represented by the regime.

By the 1980s, the status of workers declined, but they were still owners of iron rice bowls and had a status that deserved pride. Ordinary young workers might still envy the leisure of sitting in the office, while those with skills no longer cared about the office or not. They could gain respect far beyond the office people, whether in or outside the factory.

In short, before the word "laid-off" appeared, Chinese workers generally gave people the impression of being leisurely, steady and simple, tenacious and proud.

Strikes and other things have long been deleted from the Chinese business community's dictionary.

The GMP committee was surrounded, but it broke people's impression and caused shock to all parties.

The Municipal Health Bureau directly under the Ministry of Health and the Municipal Health Bureau, which was directly under Jingxi Pharmaceutical Factory, rushed to the scene first, and followed by leaders of the Municipal Government and Municipal Party Committee.

When Yang Rui arrived at the scene on his bicycle, Gao Qinhanchi, a deputy mayor with an administrative level and an actual power of more than ten levels, also appeared in Haidian District. Of course, the district mayor and other departments' leaders also had to accompany him.

"Committee Yang, it's a big deal, come here quickly." Dai Zhi had been waiting at the intersection and looked around. Seeing Yang Rui still riding confidently, he couldn't help but complain: "Can't you get a taxi?"

"Bicycle is healthy." Yang Rui held his feet and looked at the courtyard where the committee was located.

There were hundreds of workers standing by the front and side doors of the committee members, layered in indigo work clothes. The atmosphere at the scene did not seem tense, and many workers were still chatting, neither slogans and actions of marching and demonstrating abroad, nor the seriousness and solemnity of sitting in a quiet place.

Some of the employees and residents of the unit near the area came out to watch the fun, and some simply approached the workers' team, chatted with them, handed each other cigarettes, and sucked the clouds and mists. In a trance, it seemed like a lively wedding in later generations.

However, the key to the problem is not what the workers do, but what they focus on.

"Messenger Yang, Mayor Mao is waiting to see you. Come with me. Mayor Mao is the city in charge of hygiene. He has been here for a while." Dai Zhi's face looked very bad. Although he came from the Ministry of Health, the level and authority of the deputy mayor are too much higher than him.

Yang Rui was stunned for a moment and instantly realized that Mayor Mao was the deputy mayor, so he asked, "What are you doing when you see me?"

Dai Zhi flipped his eyelids and thought to himself: You really don’t know what to do with you?

Dai Zhi's face is old and sometimes it is also vivid.

Yang Rui suddenly understood his expression, smiled awkwardly, and said, "I can't solve this matter. Besides, I think the scene is quite harmonious."

"My Member Yang, things are going on now. The total number of workers in Jingxi Pharmaceutical Factory is 3,000. There are more than 2,000 people. They are blocked by Director Qin and closed the door and refused to let them out. Otherwise, the current situation would not be...harmonious." Dai Zhi was angry and anxious. If he hadn't been old, he would have gone to pull Yang Rui long ago.

Yang Rui stood up and thought for a while, turned the handlebars, and smiled and said, "I can't solve this."

Dai Zhi thought he wanted to run away, but a hungry tiger (old dog) fucked her food, rode on Yang Rui's wheel, and shouted: "Commissioner Yang, my Member Yang, the person who tied the bell must be untied, and you have to solve this problem."

"I really can't solve it." Yang Rui sighed and said, "Human life is at stake. Not to mention locking up more than 2,000 people as if Qin Hanchi was used to lock up more than 2,000 people, even if he released all 3,000 people, it would be useless."

"Committee Yang, Member Yang, Yang Rui!" Dai Zhi roared, lowered his voice again, and said, "Committee Yang, listen to me, what small moves Qin Hanchi is doing? You know and I know, everyone knows, but no one says, you can't say, I can't say, no one can say, it's great that everyone deals with Qin Hanchi's affairs after solving the problem."

He already had a little bit of coaxing the child.

Yang Rui sneered: "I thought you were stupid."

"No one is a fool. But Jingxi Pharmaceutical Factory really can't hold on anymore. Member Yang, think about it, Jingxi Factory has been shut down for more than a month, and their per capita salary burden is more than 200 yuan. In the case of 3,000 people, a month is more than 600,000 yuan. In more than two months, is it only 1 million? This has not counted the materials they bought in advance, the equipment they introduced, the interest on loans, and the pressure on Qin Hanchi is indeed very high..."

"You want to be a lobbyist for Qin Hanchi, too?"

"No, no, I'm not going to be a lobbyist. I'm just telling you about the objective situation." Dai Zhi knew that Yang Rui didn't like to hear this, so he slapped his thigh and said, "Okay, let's go see Mayor Mao and let him talk to you."

The deputy mayor of a municipality directly under the central government is even older than the vice governor of the province. Yang Rui may not be able to see him if he wants to see him. He cannot avoid him if he wants to see him.

"I'll park the bike," said Yang Rui.

"Xiao Liu, Xiao Liu, go and park the bicycle." Dai Zhi casually called someone to come and take over, and dragged Yang Rui in.

Yang Rui stood still and told Wang Guohua and Cao Baoming who were coming with him, then moved and asked, "Is Qin Hanchi considered a devastating boat?"

Dai Zhi glanced at him and whispered: "I can't sink, I guess there will be a punishment."

"Why?"

"This matter... can't be blamed. Besides, he also stopped more than 2,000 workers in the factory. It would be great if it was not considered a credit."

"Old Qin has been having fun enough." Yang Rui tsk twice.

Dai Zhi laughed twice, not daring to speak much, and thought to himself: If you hadn't forced the person to this point, why would Qin Hanchi take risks? Even though he knew he was going to play a dangerous chess, how could he not prepare more and design more?

After passing through some blockades made by the public security and unknown people, Yang Rui met Mayor Mao who set up the command center in the maternal and child health hospital.

Mayor Mao is an elderly cadre with a big face and slimming weight. In these days, high-level cadres are not young. There are many cadres who are still in leadership positions at the age of 60 or 70. It is very difficult for young people to get on the throne.

Even the cadres around Mayor Mao, including his own secretary, are generally older than 40 years old, and at least, they seem to be older than 40 years old.

Compared to them, Yang Rui is naturally not young.

Not to mention that he doesn't have some hairstyles and outfits that look old, he just did it. Among such a group of people, he still looks young and not good.

In fact, Yang Rui's dress looked a bit too trendy in the 1980s.

T-shirts, jeans, and sneakers, these three things are the ones that Yang Rui is most used to wearing in summer, but in the 1980s, wearing any of the three alone in middle school was a symbol of rebellion and might be ordered to go home and replace them.

And Yang Rui was wearing them all.

Mayor Mao looked at Yang Rui up and down, feeling inexplicably a little headache.

The health system he was in charge was not a peaceful and quiet place, but a strike? He had never thought about it.

He even unexpectedly, a young man like Yang Rui could cause a strike.

"Comrade Yang Rui, I have heard your name a lot recently." Mayor Mao's eyes were not sharp, but he was also very magical, but his voice was very loud, as if he had been trained in a threshing farm.

As soon as the word "Yang Rui" came out, a buzzing discussion immediately rose around, and countless eyes were betting on it.

Yang Rui had long been used to talking in the crowd and smiled and said, "Thank you, Mayor Mao for your praise."

"When it comes to your name, it may not be a compliment." Mayor Mao took two steps forward, came to Yang Rui, and said, "Jingxi Pharmaceutical Factory has sued me several times. I all said that this matter was decided by the Ministry of Health. The GMP Committee is a new thing, and I can't control it. The first few times, Jingxi Pharmaceutical Factory listened to me, but now, they are not complaining to me."

He pointed to the crowd outside and said, "Hundreds of workers gathered at the gate of the GMP committee. I think your committee is really going to be famous."

Yang Rui didn't expect Mayor Mao to be so tight, so he responded speechlessly for a moment.

"Let me do this, I'll invite a few worker representatives to come over and express their opinions to you?" Mayor Mao had some slanderous words, but when he tried, someone went to execute the order.

Yang Rui's head was buzzing, his thinking was like a mess, and he didn't know where to sort it out.

As soon as he heard Mayor Mao speak, he knew that the other party was inclined to workers, or rather, to Jingxi Pharmaceutical Factory. Normal people would think this way, but for Yang Rui, how could he be willing to stop there?

He had thought that there would be official intervention, nor did he think that there would be strong pressure.

Now, things have happened just as expected.

It's really bad, but as Yang Rui expected, bad situations will always happen.

However, Yang Rui still didn't know how to answer.

Because his answer is destined to be unfavorable.

However, there is always someone to do things that are not likeable.

Mayor Mao looked at Yang Rui a little dazed, not surprisingly, he had met many young people. Not to mention college students like Yang Rui, even young people who have worked for five or ten years, had different expressions when they saw him.

Thinking of this, Mayor Mao's tone was a little gentle, saying, "It's not about criticizing you now. The most important thing is to solve the problem. After solving the workers' problems, let's talk about other things. Is it right?"

Yang Rui took a deep breath and looked at Mayor Mao without saying anything.

Mayor Mao smiled and said, "I have a suggestion. Let's listen to the workers' representatives talk about their ideas first. Then, let's exchange opinions with each other, and then go to meet the workers. I'm talking. I think there is always a solution to the problem. Are you right?"

"I also want to solve the problem." Yang Rui finally said a complete sentence. Although he was a little slow and hesitant, he still said it.

Mayor Mao smiled softly.

He was in charge of this, not because he felt that the problem was difficult, but because he wanted to express his personal attention.

In his opinion, if Yang Rui is found, the problem has been solved halfway.

Yang Rui's idea was exactly the opposite.

If he could, he actually wanted to hide and avoid it.

However, strikes are not a trivial matter, and no one knows whether the smiling workers will suddenly suffer from mass hysteria and become more violent individuals and groups.

Yang Rui could not let the solution become a search for himself. He had to cut off the city government's idea and let them think of other ways to solve the strike.

It's just that...

Yang Rui looked up at Mayor Mao, who smiled softly at him.

Yang Rui sighed inwardly. If there were other choices, if he could think of other choices, he would definitely not use straightforward methods.

"Mayor Mao." Yang Rui raised his long sword and waved it to the mess: "I really want to help solve the chaos in front of me, but drug safety cannot be used as a bargaining chip for exchange."

After a moment of pause, Yang Rui faced the surprise crowd who had not yet reacted and continued: "I don't think I need to meet the workers' representatives, because no matter what the workers' representatives say, unless it is about science, I will not modify my opinions on drug safety."

Mayor Mao and the officials accompanying Mayor Mao all stood up straight as if they had eaten a bowl of sildenafil, their faces were full of blood and redness.

"Where is this a naughty boy from?"

Almost all the same thoughts came to everyone's mind.
Chapter completed!