Chapter 96 - Riot

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It was then that Jennie found out what had happened to Lisa the night before, the night he was at the Carlmore Bridge.

It turned out that more than a hundred laborers had been cheated by development companies for not paying their wages for a year. They have no money to go home, so they gathered on the bridge to commit suicide. They used this method to threaten builders.

The matter had alarmed Lisa, the investor, to coordinate the situation personally, and those police cars were also used to prevent those laborers from doing something crazy. To solve this problem and prevent bad things from happening, Lisa spent all night calming the laborers, then found the director of the development company to settle the matter seriously and decisively.

Those laborers were not citizens of H City; some of them just came here to work for a year or two and then go to another city. Logically, the security issues of this city were very low. Once those laborers tasted the sweetness and pleasure of living in this city, more than ten people were trying to threaten to commit suicide. Either see them commit suicide or let them meet the president.

However, Lisa wasn't in H City at the moment. The police had already dispatched the men to detention centers to educate the public strictly. But as soon as they arrived, they heard that someone had been injured by the police officer's electric for resisting and breaking instructions.

That night, the problem of more than a hundred laborers who wanted to jump into the river to commit suicide was solved well by Lisa. But now, without his presence, the situation was becoming increasingly chaotic.

The commotion in the detention center became more intense.

Jennie rushed there to get the news, and when the family members of the laborer saw her journalist ID hanging around her neck, they immediately rushed towards her. "Are you a journalist? We want to make a complaint! We're going to expose these bastards! Wasn't Old Tang just going to ask them for some money? They actually dare to hit people!"

"Journalist! Journalist, you have to help us! Help us expose their actions!"

"We have to show those superiors how difficult life is for us ordinary people. We must ask for insurance! We should ask for money from investors as compensation!"

"Is there still justice left in this situation ..."

"Hey, auntie, don't be like this." The woman in front of her, who was in her sixties, was about to kneel excitedly and hold her hand. Jennie held onto the crying woman and didn't know what to do. "Auntie, let go of me first. I'll go in and check on the situation, okay?"

"You have to help us ..."

"All right, all right. I will try my best to help." She had no choice but to agree. After the old woman let go of her hand, Jennie hurriedly pushed the crowd and into the ward.

Two police officers were standing in the ward, along with some staff from an unknown department. Looking towards the side of the bed, Secretary Du was talking to the laborer, and she walked towards them quickly.

Secretary Du glanced at Jennie and was stunned. He suddenly remembered her occupation and nodded at her.

"What's going on?" Although she already knew the situation on the way here but when she saw so many people here, she couldn't help furrowed her brows and look at Secretary Du.

Secretary Du stood up and told his staff to watch the laborer. He walked with Jennie to a quiet corner of the ward and whispered. "This matter has already been told to President, but right now he is in F City, and can't rush back. He told us to temporarily calm down these people's emotions. The situation now is that these laborers wanted to rely on the Group to help them ask for money from development companies, but their demand is very high. CEOs have long predicted that their demands will become more and more because they are all greedy. For the time being, he ordered us to calm these laborers. He said nothing more. This kind of greed is the thing that we don't want to see the most."

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