Chapter 703 I’m Looking for You

After a few glasses of wine, Hu Guotai's eyes turned red, and the cheerful person he knew suddenly became melancholy and deep.

"Do you still remember Hua Zi and the others?"

"how?"

"Last year, the Japanese air raided the mountain city. Hua Zi's family was bombed and buried in the rubble. No one came out. I took a look and it was so miserable that I didn't dare to look at it anymore..."

"What about Hua Zi's funeral?"

"I'm looking for someone to cook it. The tomb is just outside the city. I'll take you there one day. There's a family of four, and no one is left."

"The charming young widow whom Lao Yan liked was killed by the Japanese when the city of Jinling was destroyed..."

"Also, when the little guy from the Ministry of Finance was moving west, Japanese planes strafed him in the sky, and he fell into the water. When a wave came over, he disappeared and was never seen again."

These experiences have been held in Hu Guotai's heart for a long time, but he has never been able to find anyone to talk to.

Who listens?

Only people you know best and have the same experience can do it.

"By the way, what about you? How did you escape from Jinling City?" Hu Guotai asked with red eyes.

"It's a long story. I'm also lucky. The Japanese have already reached Jinling City. There are no boats in the city to cross the river north. We can only watch helplessly as the Japanese soldiers enter the city. They attack people whenever they see them. Kill, burn the house when I see it, not to mention the young and beautiful woman, I have never seen these beasts in human skin in my life. If one day, I really want to kill these beasts with one knife. Cut off the head..."

"I also want to quit my job and go to the battlefield to fight to the death with the little devils, but now I have an old man above me and a young man below me, hey..."

"The war of resistance does not have to be on the battlefield. The rear can also contribute to the war. Without support from the rear, what can the soldiers in the front do to fight the Japanese invaders?" Luo Yao could understand Hu Guotai's thoughts.

"I work in the Ministry of Finance. Come and see me when you have time. If nothing else, it's absolutely fine to drink with you."

"Thank you, Cathay Pacific. If anything happens in the future, please call me and I will help as much as I can." After lunch, Luo Yao came to the restaurant to write a note and wrote a phone number to him. He patted Hu Guotai on the shoulder and said.

"Thank you. If anything happens, I will definitely call you." Hu Guotai was still a little drunk, but he solemnly folded the note and put it into his wallet.

Luo Yao was also one of the few friends he could talk to after working. He met him again in a foreign country like a mountain city, and he should cherish it.

Hu Guotai drank a lot and could not walk steadily. Luo Yao called a rickshaw for him and had someone take him home directly.

If you go to the Ministry of Finance like this, you might get a bad result.

Although I haven't seen my friend Hu Guotai for a long time, he is considered an old man from the Ministry of Finance after all, and he is still well-informed.

There is such a person in the Ministry of Finance. For him, there are only advantages and no disadvantages.

And this time, he also brought himself some bad news. The Kong family was deliberately trying to have sex with him.

This Minister Kong is really wanton and reckless. He wants to have a battle of wills just for a little face. If he can't do it, he will force himself, and he will be the one who suffers.

…

"Brother Yao, where are you going?" After walking for a while, he came to his car. He had dinner with Hu Guotai and did not let Yang Fan follow him in the car.

He was afraid of scaring Hu Guotai.

In this way, my friend will not be able to continue, so it is better to hide it for a while. I guess, even if he doesn't tell, he will know it soon.

"Nanquan Street, Kong Mansion!"

"What, what are you doing?" Yang Fan almost bit the tip of his tongue.

"What are you making all the fuss about? Drive."

"Yes." Yang Fan felt anxious, but still started the jeep and headed towards Nanquan Street.

…

Confucius Mansion·Fan Zhuang.

After having lunch, Minister Kong always takes a nap before getting up to work. Otherwise, he will be out of energy all afternoon.

The time for this nap is not fixed, ranging from half an hour to an hour, and may even exceed an hour.

The job of the Minister of Finance does not leave so much free time. Just reading documents and information every day takes up a lot of time, as well as other tasks.

Being the Minister of Finance is just one of his jobs, and he also has other duties.

Otherwise, how could he openly not go to work in the Ministry of Finance, but stay at home and work, and even set up a special secretary office to serve him alone?

Even the internal and external security are exactly the same as the old man's.

"Just a word of warning, Luo Yao, deputy director of the Technical Research Office of the Military Commission, wants to see Minister Kong!" Arriving at the door of Kong's mansion, Luo Yao showed his ID and asked to see Minister Kong Xiangzhen.

"Wait." Looking at Luo Yao at the door, although he is young, he has an extraordinary bearing. The certificate in his hand was issued by the General Office of the Military Commission.

Anyone who can hold this kind of certificate has a strong background, no matter how young he is.

"Brother Yao, can this man named Kong see you?" Yang Fan leaned against the car door, skillfully took out a pack of cigarettes, handed one to Luo Yao and asked.

"I don't know, let's try our luck." Luo Yao took it, took out the lighter, lit it, and handed it to Yang Fan.

After Yang Fan lit it, he was about to put it in his pocket when Luo Yao reached out and snatched it away: "If you like it, buy it yourself."

"It's just a lighter, isn't it?"

"This is the birthday gift your sister Hui bought for me. It's made of sterling silver. Do you understand?" Luo Yao put the lighter into his pocket.

"Really or not, why haven't I seen you use it?"

"That's because I don't want to use it..."

…

After waking up from a nap, rinse your mouth with salt water, cleanse your face with warm water, wipe it, put on your glasses, and prepare to go to the office.

There was a rush of footsteps behind him. Minister Kong looked back and saw that it was his adjutant walking towards him.

"Minister, we just received a report from the guard at the gate. There is a person outside the door. He claims to be Luo Yao, deputy director of the Military Technology Research Office under the General Office of the Military Commission, asking for an audience." The aide-de-camp saw that Minister Kong had stopped to wait for him, and hurried up. Qian, stood at attention and bowed to report.

"What, he actually dares to come here?" Minister Kong was really shocked. This was the first time he had seen such a bold young man.

"Minister, are you here to surrender and admit your mistake?" the adjutant asked in a low voice.

"Admit your mistake, now you know it's too late!" Minister Kong waved his hand, "No, let him go back to where he came from."

"Yes." The adjutant nodded in agreement. He had known this result for a long time, but when the report came down below, he had to report it. If he was investigated in the future, he, the adjutant, could not bear the responsibility.

The entrance of Kong Mansion.

The adjutant, dressed in a colonel's uniform, walked out of the door and came to Luo Yao: "Deputy Director Luo, I'm sorry. The minister has a lot of work this afternoon. I'm afraid I don't have time to see you. Please come back."

"Oh, that's right." Luo Yao chuckled. He had expected that Kong Xiangzhen would not see him. "Then I understand. Please go back and tell Minister Kong that on the afternoon of April 1st, we will You may go back to the founding meeting of the military technical room, and then I will report some situations to the committee members."

The aide-de-camp was stunned for a moment. What does your report to the committee have to do with our minister? What else do you want to say to our minister?

"Okay." The adjutant thought for a moment and nodded.

"Thank you."

Watching the adjutant enter, Luo Yao continued to return to the car.

"Everyone rejected it, shall we go?"

"Wait a moment, maybe Minister Kong will change his mind?" Luo Yao chuckled, closed his eyes and ordered.

Yang Fan didn't take it seriously, but he naturally listened to what Luo Yao said. He had plenty of time anyway.

Less than ten minutes.

The figure of the attendant and adjutant who entered just now hurried out from the door. When he saw Luo Yao still in the jeep diagonally opposite the door, he trotted over.

"Deputy Director Luo, luckily you didn't leave. Minister Kong asked you to come in." The adjutant came forward with a smile on his face.

"Well, I drank some wine at noon. The sun was shining so warmly that I fell asleep..." Luo Yao opened his eyes and said.

"Please."

"Thank you." Luo Yao straightened his clothes a little and followed the adjutant into the vermilion door.

Along the way, the scenery of Kong Mansion is beautiful and the air is pleasant. It is indeed extraordinary. No wonder Minister Kong works here and does not want to go to the Ministry of Finance building.

"Deputy Director Luo, wait a moment!"

This was the first time Luo Yao saw Kong Xiangzhen in real life. It was somewhat different from the one in the newspaper. The real person was much fatter than the photo.

His face was dark, probably because he smoked a lot. The old man didn't smoke or drink, but he always smoked.

From the two boxes of imported American Camel cigarettes placed on the desk, it can be seen that the "God of Wealth" of the Nationalist Government also pays attention to the brand when smoking. How can ordinary domestic cigarettes catch his eye.

The paperweight on the desk, the brushes on the pen holder, the letterhead, the inkstone, and the pine smoke ink also have a pleasant fragrance.

It's a soothing incense.

These items are all extraordinary. Luo Yao has seen the old man's office, and the things in it are really far from what he sees in front of him.

The God of Wealth is the God of Wealth.

Kong Caishen wore a custom-made suit, a blue plaid tie, gold-rimmed glasses on his plump ears, and a priceless gold ring set with the finest jade on the ring finger of his left hand.

Luo Yao was dressed much more plainly, with a blue-gray tunic suit, round-toe shoes, a round blue sky and white sun badge on his chest, and a black Parker pen inserted in his jacket pocket.

Typical military hair.

There is nothing special about it except that it is very spiritual.

They stared at each other for at least three seconds.

"My Excellency, Luo Yao, I have met Minister Kong." Luo Yao nodded slightly and spoke first, neither humble nor overbearing.

"I've heard about you, Deputy Director Luo. You came to see me. Do you have anything wrong?" Minister Kong sat on his chair without even standing up.

"I'm here to fund the military technical room." Luo Yao said straight to the point.

"For funding issues, just follow the allocation procedures, and you come to me just for this?" Minister Kong raised his eyelids slightly, and the blame in his words was obvious. What qualifications do you have to come to see me?

"I've been to the Ministry of Finance four times, but the funds for the Military Technology Office just can't come out. If I don't come to you, who should I go to?" Luo Yao asked rhetorically.

Minister Kong's eyelids twitched. It had been a long time since anyone had spoken to him like this. The Ministry of Finance was trying to make things difficult for me, but would not give me funds. If I don't look for you, Minister of Finance, who should I look for?