Chapter 647: The Great Tang Dynasty. Master Yao
A luxury Lincoln stopped at the government building, and a man in his thirties with a crew cut, a tough face, and a plaster cast on his left hand got out from the passenger seat.
He was wearing trousers and black leather shoes, but the shirt on his upper body was a little wrinkled. When he turned to open the back door, his shirt flew left and right, and someone cut a long strip on his buttocks, revealing his red underwear.
His expression was very serious, and he opened the door for the old man respectfully and seriously. The contrast between the before and after was quite big.
Seven or eight bodyguards in neat suits and sweating profusely came running over from a distance. They looked exactly like those in TV dramas and were out of place with the doomsday people around them.
The back door opened, and an old man with gray hair, wrinkles on his face but in good spirits came down from the back seat.
He was wearing a long grey gown, his back was straight, and he was leaning on a delicately carved Huanghuali cane. However, there was a hint of decadence beneath his spirit, as if everything he had now was just an act, just to accomplish a certain purpose.
"Mr. Yao."
"Boss Yao."
"General Manager Yao"
The government door was pushed open and seven or eight people came out, running down the stairs and greeting people politely.
Old Master Yao started out in the underworld, so he was called Boss Yao and Grandpa Yao.
But all this happened more than 40 years ago. He came out early, stopped early, and did not do anything harmful to the world. Instead, he gathered those rabble together and gave them a legitimate identity.
Among the people who came out to greet him, three were brought up by him, so his prestige was definitely not limited to the Arsenal.
The last person to come out from behind the crowd was Yao Qian, the deputy base commander in charge of business affairs. Although he came out last, he squeezed to the front and wanted to shake hands, but got no response.
"Mr. Yao, why didn't you inform us in advance about your visit?" He calmly withdrew his hand without any embarrassment or displeasure.
"Where is Chu Bei?" asked the old man of the Yao family calmly.
"Master Yao, the base has been in turmoil recently. The base commander hasn't slept for three days and three nights."
Mr. Yao frowned slightly and said, "Okay, I won't force you. I'll wait for him here."
After saying this, he leaned on his crutches with both hands, closed his eyes, and looked like an old monk in meditation.
Yao Qian felt a chill in his heart. If he was left standing here, he would have to be laid off tomorrow. "Master Yao, it's too hot outside. I'll take you to the living room to rest."
No one answered him.
Although it was not noon, the sun was strong enough and everyone was sweating profusely after a while.
Yao Qian wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Master Yao, the base commander wants to see you, but he just went to bed. Master Yao, please give me some face and I will take care of you to go upstairs and rest first."
Still no one spoke, and no one moved.
"What is this, a demonstration in a government building?" Someone in the back spoke angrily.
The sweat that Yao Qian had just wiped off instantly formed a new layer. He turned around hurriedly to see who was so blind as to say that, but he saw a strange face.
What's going on?
Today’s government employees do have many back-channels, but they won’t make such low-level mistakes.
The base is no longer the government of the past, and more operations require the support of large families. The Sun family of the prosperous Tang Dynasty controls energy, and the Yao family of the prosperous Tang Dynasty controls weapons. These are two great Buddhas that can only be respected and not offended.
Many possibilities flashed through Yao Qian’s mind instantly. Was he going to take over the arsenal?
Impossible, Mr. Yao's background is clear to him better than anyone else, there are more than just workers in the arsenal. If they could easily take over the arsenal, they would have taken it long ago.
Thinking of this, he glared at the newcomer fiercely and waved to the people around him, signaling them to take the man away and not cause trouble here.
"Deputy Base Commander Yao, from what you said, do you want us to come and demonstrate?" The man next to Master Yao asked with narrowed eyes.
"No, no, no... I'm new here and don't know the rules." Yao Qian explained hurriedly.
"Deputy Base Commander Yao, I am truly doing this for the good of Sheng Tang. In the end times, every family will die. Why should the death of the Yao family cause chaos in the base?" The newcomer was unconvinced and pushed the person who was pulling him, his expression excited. "I can swear to God that I have no selfish motives."
Yao Qian was almost mad with anger, "Shut up, shut up, take him away quickly."
"You can take me away, or even kill me." He didn't know whether it was because the new guy was stronger or the person pulling him didn't use enough force, but he broke free and took two steps forward, staring at Old Man Yao without showing any weakness, "The Yao family's strength lies in the Arsenal, but the Arsenal doesn't produce rice or flour. Everything you eat, use, and even your status were given to you by Sheng Tang.
I understand your pain of losing your grandson, but look at the entire base, who doesn’t have a relative who has left? If they all block the government building and ask for an explanation every day, will we still be able to work? "
"I advise you to take back what you just said and leave here immediately." The man next to Mr. Yao had a grim expression on his face and raised his plaster hand, which already had cracks on it.
"What? You want to go back to your old ways? You want to kill me?" The newcomer was unconvinced.
"Wen Le, let him speak." Old Master Yao slowly opened his eyes, his face looking normal. He raised his head slightly, and his hawk-like eyes looked towards the base director's office on the tenth floor.
"master."
Mr. Yao waved his hand.
The newcomer immediately became proud, cleared his throat and continued, "You can live safely in the base because the government is carrying the burden for you. You should know how to be grateful."
The bodyguards at the back of the car had their fists clenched so hard that they were making a crackling sound. If Boss Wen hadn't said anything, they would have pulled this young man's head off and kicked it like a ball.
But now, I have to listen to his chattering!!
"The most important task of the base now is to eliminate the evil cult and maintain the inner city's security. You should give up your own interests and pursue the collective interests or consider the long-term interests of the base.
As the saying goes, a country comes before a family. Without a country, there is no family, and no comfortable life for you now. You have seen the situation outside. There are people who can’t get enough food everywhere. Today alone, 2,000 people came to Sheng Tang Base…”
"Enough." Yao Qian stopped angrily. How could this newcomer be so talkative?
However, he was somewhat surprised that Mr. Yao did not get angry. Could it be true, as the outside world rumored, that he had mental problems because of his grandson's death?
If this is the case, it is a good time to retake the Arsenal. But he still dared not let the newcomer continue to speak, so he could only try to smooth things over, "Master Yao, the newcomer speaks his mind, please forgive me."
"Are you done?" Old Master Yao looked normal and spoke in a calm tone. No one could tell what he was thinking.
"I...that's all I have to say for now." The newcomer coughed twice.
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