Chapter 1490: Greatly shocked

Fangshan Changyang

In the room that had returned to silence, Second Master Cheng's face was as gloomy as water, and the air seemed to have become congealed and chilling. Even the burly men, strong as oxen, did not dare to breathe deeply.

When the man who had led Cao Weiguo's group returned, Second Master Cheng asked with a dark face: "Have they all left?"

The man wiped his forehead with lingering fear: "Left, they've all left. It was too terrifying; there were over ten people from the Workers' Inspection Team, and they all seemed to have weapons tucked in their waistbands."

Qi Yong shouted with indignation: "Second Master, are we really just letting Heizi off like this? He's the one who got rid of your heirloom. If we don't chop off one of his hands, I feel stifled inside."

Second Master Cheng said with a cold face: "Do you think I don't want to teach that dog thing a lesson?"

Qi Yong: "Then why let him off so lightly? Just because of that man surnamed Cao?"

Second Master Cheng said in a deep voice: "You guessed right. It is precisely because of that man surnamed Cao. This is not an ordinary young man; I cannot afford not to give him this face."

Turning the page on Heizi's matter so lightly was mainly because Cao Weiguo's fist was hard enough.

This "hard fist" wasn't just because Cao Weiguo was skilled, but also because there were over a dozen Workers' Inspection Team members waiting outside who might be carrying weapons.

So what if he was a descendant of Manchu nobility?

The Great Qing had fallen!

Now it was a new country!

It was now a socialist country of people's democratic dictatorship led by the working class and based on the worker-peasant alliance.

The people were the masters of the country; even if you were Manchu nobility, even if you were Emperor Kangxi reborn, you still had to behave yourself.

He had returned from the Northeast. What kind of place was the Northeast? The "industrial cradle" of New China. The power of the working class left him with nowhere to stay, forcing him to abandon his home and business and sneak away to Jingcheng.

He already had a shadow in his heart regarding the Workers' Inspection Team. As soon as he heard the Workers' Inspection Team had arrived, his first reaction was to run, and scenes of him being "educated" uncontrollably surfaced in his mind.

The reason he didn't run and stayed here to give Cao Weiguo's group a show of force was only because he had someone behind him, and he wanted to test the depth of these people, as well as to fight for his face.

If he didn't show something, didn't put on an act, and just let Heizi off lightly, how could he continue to mix in the underworld in the future? Who in the streets would look at him straight?

The Great Qing had fallen, eighty percent of the property passed down by his ancestors was gone, and he himself had become a stray dog. If he lost his face as well, he would truly have no capital left to settle down.

It was because of this that he put on a show and indulged Qi Yong in teaching Cao Weiguo a lesson. But after the fact, Heizi's matter had to be turned over; he couldn't afford not to give face to those Workers' Inspection Team members outside.

He just hadn't expected Cao Weiguo's skills to be so remarkable, actually knocking Qi Yong to the ground, which forced Second Master Cheng to attach even more importance to Cao Weiguo.

Fortunately, although Cao Weiguo was young, he was not arrogant or overbearing, and he had consistently addressed him as "senior," which could be considered giving him enough face.

With a gloomy face, he opened the red cloth bundle, and inside were six small gold bars.

Six small gold bars, whether in the past or the present, were a considerable fortune.

But in Second Master Cheng's eyes, these six small gold bars felt more like a humiliation.

Think back to how glorious he once was. Looking across the entire three Northeast provinces, even the likes of "Mountain Eagle" or "Xu Damao-bang" had to be polite when they saw him, and the Young Marshal of those years had to call him "Uncle."

But now he was old, and the times had changed. A bunch of workers and mud-legs dared to charge into his home, smash his pots, break his bowls, grab him by the collar, slap his face, and lecture him at every turn... The family business accumulated over generations was gone, his disciples and followers were scattered, the power he had fought to the death for was gone, and the tigers and flies he had painstakingly fed were also beaten to death... He had become notorious in the Northeast and could only flee in a panic.

After going through all kinds of hardships to reach Jingcheng, he spent a large amount of money to hook up with a few "relatives" and finally found a place to stay. Before he could even catch his breath, the heirloom left by his ancestors was taken away by a small-time punk. The famous Second Master Cheng had become a laughingstock; how could he, already disgraced, endure this?

However, reality slapped him hard in the face once again, forcing him to admit that the Great Qing had fallen and the times had changed. Regardless of whether you were a member of the Eight Banners, Manchu nobility, or an Iron-Cap Prince... under the red flag, if you were a dragon, you had to coil, and if you were a tiger, you had to lie down. Otherwise, the worker brothers would teach you how to behave.

"Second Master! Second Master!"

"I found out! I found out!"

Just as Second Master Cheng was filled with stifled frustration, a man ran in, covered in sweat, and said breathlessly: "Second Master! That... that Cao Weiguo is the Deputy Director of the Revolutionary Committee of the Red Star Rolling Mill, and he is also the person in charge of the Workers' Inspection Team, the Logistics Section Chief in charge of logistics. Moreover, he has extensive friendships and is in close contact with many high-level leaders... Director Sun asked me to pass a message to you: Wu Chuanzong was captured by him. This person Cao Weiguo, try not to offend him if you can."

Qi Yong was shocked: "What! How old is he? How can he be a Section Chief? He's at the same level as Director Sun!"

Director Sun was a "distant relative" of Second Master Cheng, but in reality, they were just both Manchu and had established a relationship through a real relative. Second Master Cheng had moved this "distant relative" with "sincerity," and he could be considered to have a big tree to shelter him in Jingcheng.

Therefore, in Qi Yong's eyes, Director Sun was already a remarkable big shot.

Hearing now that Cao Weiguo, who looked to be only in his early twenties, was actually at the same level as Director Sun, the shock and jealousy in his heart could be imagined.

Second Master Cheng was also filled with shock. He had already tried his best to look highly upon Cao Weiguo, but in the end, he had still underestimated this young man.

He knew the Red Star Rolling Mill; it was an important unit with over ten thousand workers. The administrative level of this unit was very high; the Factory Director was at the department level, and the Logistics Section Chief was at the section level. In the three Northeast provinces, that was the same level as a County Magistrate, and this was the capital.

The administrative level might not be very important; what Second Master Cheng cared about more was the position of Deputy Director of the Revolutionary Committee.

The current Revolutionary Committee implemented a unified method, which was an organization that held all power. The Workers' Inspection Team, which he feared like a tiger and dreamed about in nightmares, also had to be led by the Revolutionary Committee.

Second Master Cheng said with lingering fear: "No wonder, no wonder there were Workers' Inspection Team members outside. No wonder that Cao Weiguo was so fearless. No wonder he was so calm when dealing with me. I finally understand that sentence he said: 'The old man loses his horse, who knows if it's a blessing or a curse?' Fortunately, fortunately I didn't hold on to it. Otherwise, he probably would have used the Nine-Dragon Cup to deal with me."

Second Master Cheng, at his advanced age, was covered in cold sweat, his heart thumping non-stop. It was truly too dangerous.

What Nine-Dragon Cup!

What kind of thing was that?

The Nine-Dragon Cup bestowed by Emperor Kangxi was a treasure, but it was also feudal dross, and it was top-tier dross left behind by the emperor among the dross. That was old feudalism that had to be overthrown.

Workers' Inspection Team!

Nine-Dragon Cup!

Dross!

Damn it, it was too terrifying!

If he didn't give face, that man surnamed Cao would probably drag him out to be lectured.

Forget it! Forget it!

Whatever heirloom, if it's lost, let it be lost.

This old man is at an advanced age and doesn't want to be lectured anymore.

Even if it's a foreign language, I have no interest in it now. ===== CHAPTER 1492 =====