Saturday, August 2, 1966.

On this day, there seems to be nothing wrong with Paris on the surface. Ordinary citizens still have to worry about their normal life after they get up, and the police still appear on the streets without doing anything.

When Prime Minister Sinager walked into his office, he spoke to President Katri as usual and then had to bury himself in documents all day.

Of course, he hadn't forgotten to have the secretary serve him a cup of coffee.

Isn't this the case for an extremely ordinary day? I settled down in the office, handled the busy day of work, and then reported to President Katrip, and then I can get off work.

Who said that the Prime Minister cannot have rest? In Sinager's opinion, the Prime Minister should have enough rest time than anyone else, because he is the core of the country.

"This is the ticket you want to be at the Paris Opera House tonight." The secretary handed over the two tickets to the Prime Minister: "I wish you and your wife a wonderful evening."

"I would be more satisfied if those annoying bodyguards weren't around to bother me and my wife." Sinager joked.

Of course, that's it, but it's absolutely unimaginable if the Prime Minister of a country is not accompanied by his bodyguards.

Ah, think about it carefully. I just deposited all my life savings in Dewey Bank yesterday. This is really a great bank. With the support of the "Lion Fund", my wealth will soon be several times.

Of course, the "Lion Fund" should indeed repay itself well, otherwise they would not be so smooth in France.

Thinking of this, Sinager felt that the headache-inducing situation in France was no longer so terrible.

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It is 8 a.m., and workers have entered the Paris Iron and Steel Plant one after another. These workers look no different from usual. There is no expression on their faces, and their steps are still so heavy. The hardship of the day will begin soon, but they will receive a meager salary.

But in the eyes of investors, they do not have any qualifications to complain.

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It is quite good to have a stable job under the current situation in France.

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As the president of the steel plant, Thierry was very satisfied with all this. Some time ago, the trade union and the capital party negotiated with the capital party, demanding a reduction in working hours and increased work remuneration, but the capital party refused firmly. They even threatened the workers' representatives to either work overtime to run the factory according to their current wages and working hours, or they were thrown into prison by the military and police for the crime of disrupting production.

You should know that Paris Steel Plant is a government-backed enterprise.

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The ridiculous union chairman Avaco was still telling him something big. Don’t they know that they had the final say here? Don’t they know that they gave them a bite of food here? Don’t they know that in order to ensure the smooth operation of the factory, more than 100 military and police had already been stationed in the steel plant under the leadership of Lieutenant Colonel Adams?

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These stupid guys, the only thing they can do is to work for themselves honestly.

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They have no right to bargain with themselves.

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Look at how good the situation is now? The workers are still working normally, and they have no further actions at all.

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Thierry took a thick cigar and held it in his mouth.

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"Avaco, the workers are ready..." Pisnoche came to Avaco, the president of the union, and whispered.

"Very good, tell everyone to start the action on time at 9 o'clock..." Avaco looked at the side: "And we have received instructions from our superiors. Today, the military and police will not take any action against us."

Pisnoche was a little surprised. Will the military and police interfere in their actions? How did the superiors do this? You should know that the lackeys of the French government are so cruel that they are angry. But since Avaco said that, there must be his reason.

The workers walked past him one after another, and everyone who passed by Avako cast a meaningful look at him.

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To be continued...