Chapter 479 Stage

Their words were disrespectful, there was an angry flame burning under the skin, and the silver light sprinkled from the top of their heads could not hide the redness on their cheeks, which was the color of blood.

The journalists were excited, some journalists from small media organizations ignored the pressure from the leadership, and recorded the scene with photographic equipment.

The company may be able to suspend the program and interrupt the live broadcast, but it cannot make them give up the professional ethics of a media professional. Everything, but there are times when money is nothing more than a piece of paper.

Tang Fang was a little stunned. He really didn't think about taking advantage of these young people, because when he thought about it, the feeling of being taken advantage of was very uncomfortable.

The injury was only to save others, and the reason to move forward was to return to the hotel earlier to end the pain. The reason for not accepting treatment from the government medical team was that he was afraid of revealing his secret.

This misunderstanding is not beautiful, at least it is not beautiful to him.

But... things have come to this point, I can't tell those young people who formed a human wall to stop the medical team for him that things are not what you think, I am all thinking for myself, and I am not a big hero at all.

The scene in front of him completely exceeded the content of the script. Although it was a good thing in the overall situation, he always felt a little sour in his tongue.

Old Corey didn't know the entanglement in his heart. He leaned in front of him and said in a low voice: "Tang Fang, I admire you and fear you now. It's really not wrong for Adam Oliver to lose to you."

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Old Corey's words were obviously meant as a compliment, but it fell into Captain Tang's ears, but it was clearly rubbing salt in his wounds.

He continued to walk forward. It was really unpleasant to drive ducks to the shelves. One could imagine how his reputation would change after this incident. To be honest, he is really not used to living under the spotlight, it is very tiring.

Tang Fang's only thought now is to solve the remaining problems as soon as possible and escape from "Babylon" as quickly as possible. In the past, I slept until the sun was up, and I didn't need to carry other people's hopes and dreams in my undisciplined life.

Finally came to the end of the corridor. The reporters and the young people who came to support retreated to the two sides, and gave them the elevator in the middle. The medical team behind did not dare to act recklessly, and could only watch them climb up the stairs slowly.

Tang Fang forced a smile,

Nodding to the young people passing by on both sides.

No one would think his smile was ugly, because the blood stains on the surface of the cloth strip used to bandage the wound on Captain Tang's right arm became deeper.

The rectangular light array at the top of the corridor ends here, and the exit above the elevator obliquely overflows a golden floor, and the "sky garden" is in the early morning. The artificial sun rose slowly from the horizon, gradually elongating the shadows of several people behind them.

Just when the elevator had passed 70% of the way and was about to exit, Tang Fang's expression suddenly changed. A warning signal came from the detector he had sent outside in advance. A sniper, presumably the follow-up force prepared by the enemy.

"In order to kill me, those people really took great pains."

He laughed at himself, pressed the switch button, and the platform under his feet moved to the left. Insert the downlink module of the elevator.

The reporters below were taken aback when they saw this, not knowing what he was going to do, Tang Lin and old Corey also showed doubts.

Facing so many camera lenses and going back and forth. Without good reason, it is easy to damage the glorious image you have just created.

Although Tang Fang himself knows that there is no brilliance to speak of, but if these intangible benefits are wasted, he will be very unwilling. The reason why he went around in circles and returned to the corridor was just to delay for a while and wait for the outside problems to be resolved. It is not too late to go out after the 2 snipers.

It's not that he's afraid of the two killers on the other side of the exit, it's that there are so many people here, and Freya, Old Corey and others are by his side. It's better to be cautious.

It would be nice to have fewer "hero" playing games like this one. Deceit has never been something to advocate, especially for these innocent young people.

So he went back to the starting point. Quietly looking at those reporters.

People wondered why he went and returned.

The reporters needed answers, and the young people who formed the human wall also needed answers, because everyone poured their own feelings into him, so he needed a purpose, a purpose that was enough to convince everyone and matched his current reputation.

It can't be a willful "I like it", nor can it be a trivial matter, such as "I need to pee urgently", let alone compromise with the government and accept the treatment of the medical team.

"What kind of lofty excuse should I find..."

Tang Fang looked around, his eyes suddenly lit up, he smiled kindly at the reporters, moved his steps, and walked towards the down-and-out bearded man holding a protest sign.

The man was wearing a dirty brown-gray short-sleeved shirt and straight-leg jeans underneath, crumpled like his haggard face.

He wondered why Tang Fang came over, because the relationship between a homeless man and a billionaire is like the stars in the sky and the dilapidated porcelain tiles of the landfill, one is high above, the other is buried in the rotten garbage.

Of course, homeless people are not necessarily fools, and their existence should be attributed to social problems in most cases.

Just like him---Garden Hall, he is much smarter than ordinary tramps. He knows that his protest will hardly attract the attention of the Star Alliance government and major media in the current situation, so he wants to use Don The captain's return is a fuss.

Sure enough, things went as he expected. As soon as Tang Fang landed, reporters from the major media in the Star Alliance surrounded him like a swarm of bees smelling the fragrance of flowers, and he also held a protest sign and crashed into the crowd. Steal the spotlight.

Garden's idea is actually very simple. Let more people see the words "Reject Discrimination, Give Me Back My Job" on the protest sign. Doing so may gain sympathy from some people or organizations, and thus extend a helping hand to him. It would be even better if it could get the attention of Republicans and force the current administration to make changes.

However, he never thought that instead of attracting caring people, he would bring in front of him the big man who had turned the Star Alliance political world upside down.

He lowered the protest sign with big blood-red characters painted on top of his head, and looked at Tang Fang, who was even more haggard than him. The expression was a little dazed, but also a little happy, because the reporters who didn't even bother to look at him at first were straightening their necks at this moment. They scrambled to point the camera lens at his face that had not been washed for three days and was covered with grease and sweat.

"Are you unemployed?"

Tang Fang scanned the crooked ones on the protest sign. The English characters like ants crawling said: "I'm very surprised, how can someone as smart as you lose his job?"

Garden looked at him and the cameras behind him, took the time to swallow his saliva to sort out the words he had prepared, and said loudly: "I am a Monya, to be precise, I am a Monya who smuggled into the Star Alliance people."

Garden paused. After confirming that Tang Fang and the reporters were listening to him carefully, he felt relieved, and continued: "I yearn for the life of the Star Alliance, I like the social system here, I want to be a dignified Star Alliance member, not the Monya Empire In order to obtain the sea-blue identity card, those livestock raised by the nobles, I worked hard, paid taxes actively, and studied hard. I did my best to help the government departments as volunteers, and accumulated credit and contribution points bit by bit... I can say it bluntly , I love this country more than a lot of Covenanters."

The audience was silent. Tang Fang didn't speak, and the reporters naturally didn't speak either. They all knew that this was his sincerity, because this impoverished man was in tears.

Tears slipped from the corners of his eyes and meandered on his face, which was already covered with filth, looking a little turbid.

What was muddy were tears, which were also his emotions.

There is bitterness, pain, and grievances in it. There is frustration, there is disappointment. Many, many emotions were mixed on that haggard face, which was moving. Even more silent.

If you have not personally experienced such a scene, but just hearsay, people may reprimand such a traitor who does not love his own country, but has longing and hope for a hostile country with a completely different social form. This is really despicable and shameless ,Very poor.

But... the reporters present and those young people did not show similar expressions of ridicule or sarcasm, because from his eyes and words, it seemed that he could feel the injustice, humiliation, suffering, and torture he encountered in Monya .

People look up to heaven in hell... don't they?

Even though the Covenant isn't heaven, it's better than Monya... isn't it?

To fight and say no to power and oppression, this is the power that the world gives to all creatures...isn't it?

Tang Fang became a little silent, and there seemed to be something more in his gaze, which was derived from Tang Yan's emotions, sadness, sympathy, embarrassment... All these were mixed.

He is like the epitome of countless Mongolian people. He is clearly an ant struggling under the feet of the nobles, but he wished to be a giant with a straight waist. With the reincarnation of the years, from anticipation, to disappointment, to blaming others, to self-pity, In the end, they pinned their hopes on the Charles Federation and on the Star Alliance.

This is really sad, but even more helpless.

What is sad is life, what is helpless is the environment.

Of course, whether it is sad or helpless, it is not the theme of today --- today's theme is cruelty.

Garden thought that hard work would buy him a ticket to "Utopia," but it turns out that some things that are within reach are actually out of reach.

As the situation in Tianchao continued to deteriorate, and the relationship between the Star Alliance and Monya and Sulu fell below the freezing point, people like Jiaden were like a leaf in the typhoon weather, being blown to pieces and suffering unspeakably .

They are not dispatched officials, imperial businessmen, or noble children who came to "Babylon" to increase their knowledge, but a group of smugglers. They did not have a place on the warships used by Monya and Sulu to evacuate overseas Chinese.

And because of the latest industrial and commercial martial law imposed by the Adam government, in order to prevent possible terrorist attacks in the future, most heavy industrial organizations of the Star Alliance have begun to screen the identity background of their employees. All personnel are included in the loyalty assessment system, especially the workers whose ancestral home is in Mengya and Sulu have become the key targets of the supervision department.

Of course, due to the consideration of international influence, some large and prestigious enterprises did not act too outrageously, but some small and medium-sized enterprises began to selectively lay off employees based on the principle of once and for all, and would rather kill by mistake than let go. The Mongolian and Sulu laborers who stayed in the Star Alliance to make a living by smuggling, traveling and other means lost their jobs. Reduced to a member of the army of the unemployed.

They have no social security, no relief money, and no unemployment benefits because of status issues. Looking for a new job and being discriminated against by the company, even the owner of the rented apartment is afraid of troubles in the future. After being implicated, they were kicked out of the house, and they have been living on the streets since then, becoming a stubborn stone on the side of the road and an outdated newspaper at the entrance of the alley.

Tang Fang took the protest card from him and threw it in front of the reporters behind him, then turned around and asked, "Do you want a job?"

Garden nodded.

"Is it possible to work without the credit and contribution value of the Immigration Bureau?"

"I can do anything as long as it keeps me alive."

Tang Fang took a business card made of paper from old Corey, and gently put it in his palm: "I will give you 7 days to contact those who lost their jobs during this war mobilization turmoil. Then call this number and find A young man named Bai Hao."

After speaking, he stood up, looked at Garden's brighter and brighter eyes and repeated: "Remember, you only have 7 days..."

Then, without looking back, he said, "Give him some money."

Old Corey walked over, put a credit card with an overdraft limit of 200,000 star coins into his trembling hands, and lightly pressed on the business card with only one email number: "I will ask the bank to reset it later. The identification code of this card should be enough for your tolerance of 7."

Garden slowly folded his five fingers together, the speed was as slow as a movie scene in slow motion.

He just wanted to get some people's attention. I just want to have something to eat, and I never thought that things would evolve to this point.

Only then did Gardenn remember the rumor he heard a few days ago. "Morning Star Foundry" is not only short of money, but also lacks people and land. Now through the auction of the complete Ypsilon ruins, the funding gap has been plugged, but the problems of workers and factory sites have not been resolved.

In such a situation, one can imagine what it means to be the first batch of employees of the company.

In the past, some big shots in the Star Alliance would never look at Captain Tang directly. But now, who dares to underestimate it? Stop in "Jakartapur" for a few days. Clement was ruined and came to "Babylon" for nearly a month. Even President Adam was cornered by him.

Captain Tang's energy and means are beyond ordinary people's imagination, but what is strange is that, from the surface, it is impossible to find where he is really strong. It's confusing.

As the saying goes, it is good to enjoy the shade under a big tree, and being able to be next to such a person with all-powerful abilities is no less than a turning point of fate for Garden, and he even stuttered a little: "Hey... 7 days, I... remember."

Tang Fang waved his uninjured left hand without looking back, turned and walked towards the elevator.

His posture was a little stiff and unnatural, but no one would gossip about it. The cameras in the hands of the reporters sometimes fell on Gardenen's bewildered and surprised face like a dream, and sometimes fell on the eye-catching protest sign in front of them. Sometimes it landed on the back of the young man on the elevator who was walking away holding a beautiful little hand.

For some large media, the interview on the pier was originally positioned as a piece of heavy news, but now it has evolved into a live broadcast.

Although the last incident seemed to be a trivial matter, it was another resounding slap in the face for Adam's government.

Just because of Mr. President's war mobilization order, these smugglers who yearned for the Star Alliance society lost their jobs, lived on the streets, and became down-and-out beggars without roots. No one wanted to take a second look at them.

Arthur Alexander, the father of Virginia Alexander, the Holy Emperor of the Phoenix Empire, once said this sentence: "War, let human rights die!" Very blunt, but very real.

But this is the Star Alliance, not the Phoenix Empire. Citizens do not allow the democratically elected government that has always talked about "fairness and justice" and "democracy and freedom" to do such a thing, because it is tantamount to violating the spirit of the Constitution and denying the country's beliefs.

Walking alone on the street, seeing people like Garden may be disgusting, or they may feel pity, but no matter what, the power of ordinary people is too weak to influence decision makers and tilt the balance of the system.

Unfortunately, Tang Fang is not an ordinary person!

In "Jakartapur", he was the captain of the "Morning Star"; after coming to "Babylon", he was "Morning Star Casting"; he went to "Al Kesi" for a few days and earned back the title of "Honorary Baron" of the Empire; "Sky Garden" is already a man of great attention.

Today, he leveraged the mineral market in "Babylon" with one sentence, and won the respect of the Star Alliance with a gunshot wound on his right arm. Finally, he gave those desperate people the hope and courage to live, and severely dumped the Adam government. Remember the slap in the face without sound.

The short distance of a few hundred meters from the pier to the exit has almost become a stage for his personal performance.

The politicians in front of the TV could no longer sit still. Some walked back and forth in front of the French windows, some picked up the phone and put it down, picked it up again, and put it down again, and some turned on the lighter and lit a cigarette, which made people feel so preoccupied. His face was immersed in the sea of ​​smoke and clouds.

Peter Passy, ​​the head of the "Babylon" district, has a face like a rotten wild wax gourd. He is sitting in the brightest room of the "Yagoda" administrative division. He is wearing a black suit, black trousers, and black pants. leather shoes.

There is a small white flower pinned under the upper pocket of the suit, and there is a photo frame in the corner of the desk, which is a group photo of 6 people. Kenan Rupert is standing behind him with a bright smile. (to be continued)