NovelEnglishning Corporation, the atmosphere I "Production team one, Ferguson, basic salary of forty-two thousand, allowance of twenty-five thousand, totaling to sixty-seven thousand! "Production team two, Jorje, basic salary of thirty-seven thousand, and allowance of twenty-two thousand, totals to fifty-nine thousand!" Em." It took about half an hour for all the miners' wages to be distributed. The miners held a brand-new stack of notes in their hands, their faces filled with excitement as they looked at Alexander and Amber, their gratitude beyond words. They were moved to tears.
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almost suffocating them.
With Mister Kane and Miss Chesire, all their difficulties were quickly resolved.
Galvin could no longer lord it over them, and all their troubles quickly dissipated.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Thank you, Mister Kane. Thank you, Miss Chesire!" "Mister Kane and Miss Chesire are our great benefactors, true saviors!" "We will never forget your great kindness. We will work hard in the mining area in the future, and we won't let Mister Kane and Miss Chesire down in any way..." All the miners crowded Alexander and Amber, overflowing with gratitude.
Tears streamed down sfaces; their emotions too complex to articulate. o
Although she was born into a wealthy © family, she had experienced the { ‘hardships of the Neil Chesire family since childhood, living at the bottom of the food chain. She could fully empathize with the miners’ feelings.
What they were receiving was not just wages; it was hope for their lives.
"Everyone has put in their labor and these wages are rightly deserved by all.
Since they were maliciously withheld by Galvin, and since Amber's supervision wasn't strict enough, there is a responsibility to apologize to everyone." Alexander surveyed the crowd, holding Amber's hand tightly. They both bowed deeply to the miners, then turned to the collapsed Galvin, their voices suddenly cold and stern.
"Galvin. As of today, all your positions vw
Gal! Ee rot daring to utter a word. Along with the bloodied Chrysler I and a large group of thugs, they did not dare to linger for half a second.
Under the jeers and curses of the miners, they scurried away in disgrace.
"Mister Kane, Miss Chesire." It was then that Darius emerged from the crowd. He watched from a distance as Galvin and the others fled, then cautiously approached Alexander and Amber and asked tentatively, '"Mister Brooks—I'm sorry, I meant Galvin. So about him...
"What are we going to do about our mining area in the future? Without a leader, who will guide us in our work?" Leadership? Alexander had a plan long before that.
rth o tintend to interfere aa 1e management of the mining area.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm~The new leader will be elected by all of F you, and I will see to it that the ] personnel department registers it.
"Now, let's discuss. Who'd be the most suitable person to take on the role of the new leader?" Was this a self-election? The miners were stunned for a while, but sof them began to cto their senses, trembling with excitement.
What better treatment could there be? There was not.
In a spontaneous election, of course, the most suitable person must be chosen, someone who understood the mining area, the miners, all the work processes and their needs... This was giving power back into their own y
yy 1 Mister Labar may be old, but he has been working in the mine for over I twenty years and is very familiar with the affairs of the mining area. He's our elder brother!" "Hey, D, say something! Mister Labar is your father. Can his health take it? Is there a problem with him leading us?" The miners' choice, Mister Labar, was Darius' father? He was one of them! "D." Alexander smiled and waved to Darius. "Since everyone supports this decision, Mister Labar will assthe role of the new leader. How is his health? Can he handle the responsibility?" About that...
Darius' face changed slightly. He nodded at first, then slowly shook his head. After hesitating for a while, ae 4
plucked up the courage to approach Alexander, his voice barely audible, " ~ Mister Kane, I don't know if my father is ready or not, but..." At this point, a hint of fear appeared on his face, and his voice lowered even further. "My father has been in the mine for over twenty years. He knows almost everything about the big and small things here.
"My father mentioned that there's a big secret underground in our mine.
Young people in good health might not feel anything when they go down the mine. But as they get older and go deeper underground, they start to feel something abnormal, a chill all over, as if something is watching them."
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