"Don't think you're something just because you've met a few generals and officials. You're just cannon fodder, not even comparable to those genetically engineered warriors!"
The hurtful words made the already tense Luo Shijie even more agitated. He trembled violently, his face contorted with a complex mix of emotions: madness, fear, and ferocity. There was no need for him to argue; the Luo family understood the truth. Even Luo Shijie's younger brother, Luo Shiye, retreated in terror, only stopping when he reached the wall, as if he felt safer only when he was far away from his brother.
Given Minhong Pharmaceutical's reputation, the Luo family's understanding of Lin Yao's family, and their memory of Luo Shijie who disappeared with the money a few years ago, they knew very well who they should believe at this moment, and a deathly look appeared on everyone's faces.
Luo Jimin held back his words, even though he wanted to ask Lin Yao to help the Luo family again, at least to prevent them from losing their lives. However, he thought about how his own family was already in a precarious situation. The vicious evil spirit, the extremely unfavorable international environment, and the domestic situation were all making it very difficult for Lin Yao to cope. He and his wife, as well as Minhong Pharmaceutical, could also suffer a fatal blow at any time. At this moment, he really had no ability to help the Luo family.
Moreover, Luo Jimin, who wasn't stupid, had already figured out the stakes involved. It would be better if he didn't take action, but once he did, the evil spirit would inevitably set traps around the Luo family. Not only would the Luo family be doomed, but even the compatriots of the entire country might lose their lives. He immediately came to a conclusion about which was more important, so he gritted his teeth and watched all of this with a cold eye.
"Glory? You need to have the ability to be glorious first."
Lin Yao suddenly lost his composure. At this moment, he was no longer a super-powerful expert, but an ordinary citizen. Seeing the villain who had plotted against him fall into the water, he had an impulse to swing a big stick and beat a drowning dog. He felt that he should at least pick up a stone and throw it at him to vent his anger.
"Do you think you can get such an important position just because of your education and ability? Do you think two multinational giants would be willing to offer you an annual salary of eight million? Luo Shijie, you don't have that much influence, do you? If it weren't for my family's connections, you would at most be a cleaner at 'Jiu Ren Pharmaceutical', and you would have to work harder to compete for that position."
Luo Shijie, whose mind was in turmoil and whose heart was ashen, suddenly stopped and sat numbly in the chair.
The sudden jolt as he sat down jolted Luo Shijie awake, and he suddenly remembered something. A few days ago, when he reported to the military on behalf of the company, he had mentioned the name Lin Yao. At the time, he was quite surprised, thinking that Min Hong's backing was strong enough to plan a terrorist attack, since "Allison" in Bengbu, Anhui, had been wiped out overnight. At that time, he even suspected that Min Hong had funded and hired an international terrorist organization. Now, looking back, he realized that it was simply his company's fear of Min Hong, and perhaps also fear of the "fourth brother" he had mocked and bullied since childhood.
"Help me!"
The voice, seemingly emanating from the soul, sounded rather pitiful. Seeing that Lin Yao remained unmoved, Luo Shijie immediately sprang up from his chair and rushed towards Luo Jimin, who had been frowning, crying out, "Third Uncle, save me!"
An invisible and colorless barrier appeared in front of Luo Shijie. The tower could not move an inch further than two meters away from Luo Jimin, no matter how he kicked or struggled. It looked as if he had suddenly fallen onto a transparent and tough cushion. This situation further confirmed Luo Shijie's judgment and shocked the other members of the Luo family. They finally realized that they were no longer on the same level as this abandoned family.
"Third Uncle!"
Amidst Luo Shijie's pitiful cries, Lin Hongmei gently pulled her husband Luo Jimin toward the door of the reception room. As they passed Lin Yao, she also pulled her daughter-in-law Xia Yuwen away, leaving Lin Yao to clean up the mess.
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Chapter 459 Local Government Support
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The family that was once so weak and easily bullied has disappeared. Luo Jimin, who was so good-natured he never had a temper, Lin Hongmei, who always followed her husband's lead, and Lin Yao, who was sickly since childhood and seemed like he would die at any moment, have all changed and become unrecognizable.
The imposing Luo Jimin, the aloof and dignified Lin Hongmei, and the sharp-witted Lin Yao gave the Luo family a profound lesson. However, this lesson left them speechless with regret and fear for their future. All they could do was plead, abandoning their former superior attitude and hoping that the Lin Yao family could save them out of blood ties.
The only person who could, or rather was willing to, help the Luo family, Luo Jimin, had left. They were so shocked by his departure that they couldn't even utter a word of pleading. Now, only Lin Yao, who had always been distant and indifferent to the Luo family, remained. The heart of the Luo family patriarch sank into an abyss. The blows and repression of the past few years made his blood boil, and he almost fainted.
"Old man!"
Lin Yao's grandmother exclaimed, rushed to her husband's side, hugged her head, and looked at Lin Yao with tears streaming down her face, "Yao'er, please help me this once for Grandma's sake."
"Grandma knows that the Luo family has wronged you and your whole family. Now that you are doing well, Grandma is very happy, but now that Shijie has caused this kind of trouble, only you can help."
Lin Yao's grandmother realized that the family's fate was in the hands of someone, and even her son Luo Jimin had less say than her grandson Lin Yao. She recalled how Lin Yao cried in her arms like a delicate little chick when he was a child, as if it were just yesterday.
Life is unpredictable. Who could have foreseen that Lin Yao, who was the weakest, most incompetent, and had no future, would shine so brightly?
Thinking of this, the old woman couldn't help but feel a kind of hatred, a hatred for her sons and daughters-in-law, as well as her uncle's family, for mocking and belittling her third son, Luo Jimin. But even now, she couldn't bring herself to resent her husband; she dared not and could not, for her servility had seeped into her very bones.
Lin Yao felt a pang of sadness. This grandmother, the only one in the Luo family who was kind to him, had lived such a tragic life. She had never truly had her own opinions, and even now, she was obsessed with the safety of her husband and descendants. There are many people like this in this country, but their relative proportion is extremely low. Yet, he had just encountered one. His feelings became complicated.
His gaze softened slightly, and Lin Yao swallowed the word "Grandma" that was about to slip out. He changed his words and said, "You should take this Mr. Luo back. We have no relationship anymore, but I still have a piece of advice for you."
At this point, Lin Yao paused. He glanced around at everyone and said, "Stay away from Luo Shijie. Don't be in such a hurry to reincarnate. He's doomed. If you don't want to live, you can have more contact with him."
After speaking, Lin Yao turned and left the reception room, nodding to the security team members outside the door. The Minhong headquarters still had the earliest batch of security team members. Although their role was limited now, they still insisted on personally protecting people on key occasions. These elites of the Tiancan Dique team were still highly respected by Lin Yao's family, so they did not go against their wishes and let them arrange the protection work.
Whether from the perspective of Minhong's own safety or the safety of the Luo family, it is beneficial for both sides to sever ties with them at this time and have no further involvement. Moreover, since Lin Yaochu's grandmother has no feelings for the Luo family at all, her act of abandoning them is very natural. There is no need to worry that Luo Shijie will relay this to "Chen'ai" and let her see through anything, lest "Chen'ai" take advantage of her father Luo Jimin's remaining affection to set up another scheme.
Suddenly, a cacophony of wailing and lamentation erupted from the closed reception room. Lin Yao recognized the voices as those of his great-uncle's aunt, Luo Jilan, and Luo Shijie's younger brother, Luo Shiye, wailing and cursing Luo Shijie and the Luo family patriarch. It must have been quite a scene inside, but when faced with a life-threatening situation, authority and the traditionally valued hierarchy become meaningless. Luo Jilan's direct rebuke of the Luo family patriarch perfectly illustrated this point.
Ignoring the Luo family members who were threatening suicide, Lin Yao appeared in his father Luo Jimin's office, which was still his mother Lin Hongmei's office, but now there was a distinguished guest, Duan Qing, the mayor of Chengdu, whom Lin Yao should call "uncle".
"Xiaolin, is what Wenwen said true? Does that magical artifact really have such terrifying effects?"
Duan Qing didn't stand on ceremony; Lin Yao started asking questions as soon as he entered the room.
"Mayor Duan, oh, Uncle, it's true."
Lin Yao felt a little awkward when he first started calling Duan Qing "Uncle." He suddenly realized that he hadn't hesitated at all when doing this in front of Xia Yuwen's grandfather and father. He had even pretended to accidentally use the new title, even though he had wanted to use it for a long time.
"Could it be because Grandpa and Dad are both soldiers?" Lin Yao started daydreaming again, and this bad habit was getting worse and worse. He had been scolded by Xiao Cao several times.
"As a local government, how should we cooperate in this work?"
Duan Qing, true to his political background, immediately thought of his job and didn't continue to pry into gossip. He prioritized solving the problem, saying, "Just tell me. I'll consider whether it can be done, with the safety of the people as our primary goal."
"Thank you, Uncle!"
Lin Yao's thanks came from the bottom of his heart. "There's nothing wrong recently. The main issue is the decisions made at the higher-ups. Uncle, you can cooperate with Minhong to launch a publicity campaign. We must ruin the reputation of 'Jiuren Pharmaceutical.' Even if we can't do that, we must make the public suspicious of them, highlighting Minhong's good reputation and credibility. For the publicity, I suggest adopting A Qiu's suggestion: use local patriotic enterprises to highlight 'Jiuren Pharmaceutical's' wholly foreign-owned background, and even make it unclear who its behind-the-scenes boss is. Even if we exaggerate a bit, we must make the public distrust this company!"