Chapter 6: Goodbye to the Beast
Phyllis was in her room, packing her bags, the business about the Manchester side was pretty much done, so to speak, everything that was used to fill up the facade was ready. Anyway, this smelter originally does not rely on it to make money, all that is needed is that it is a formal legal company this shell. Yi Chen needed to go back to London to deal with things over there, so he didn't have the time to waste in Manchester.
In particular, Yi Chuan was very puzzled recently, according to the star power accumulated in his body, the strength had far exceeded the time when Yi Chuan had first converged into a star core, however, in the recent week Yi Chuan had never been able to make the star core take shape in his body. Although his physical body had been restored to its most perfect state, Yi Chuan, who was used to having superhuman strength, still felt that something was lacking.
Everything was because of the existence of that weak Fae True Qi, every time the Star Core was about to take shape, it always couldn't wait to come out and push a little, then it completely destroyed the balance of the Four Elements Cycle and ruined the endeavor. Therefore, Yi Chuan was not very happy lately, and did not want to stay in Manchester, a city with no special characteristics. Perhaps, Yi dust for Manchester evaluation is a little excessive, but does not like soccer he, indeed for such a vaguely about some broken city really does not have any good feelings.
Someone is gently knocking on the door of Yi dust, from the heavy as if light technique, as well as the door of the thick but full of penetrating sound can be heard, knocking on the door is Phil or Gore two brothers in a. The two people were born with supernatural powers, can be very good. Both of them were born with supernatural ability, able to control the power of the earth and the air, so their every move in their daily life was always branded with their own power, making it easy for Yi Chuan to distinguish them. If it was Jester knocking on the door, then it would definitely be a series of sharp knocks, and the sound would be sharp and high.
Easy Dust gave a 'hmm', "Come in, what's the matter?"
Phil walked in and bowed gently, "Boss, the head of our factory union would like to see you. May I ask if you are willing to see him?"
Yi Duan thought about it and said with a hmmm, "How much longer is the train?"
Phil replied, "Two bells to go, and it takes thirty-seven minutes to get from the hotel to the train station."
Easy Dust stood up, put the crystal box on top of the table into his inner chest pocket, straightened his shawl-length hair and his own pencil-thin white tuxedo, moved his neck, put on an amiable and approachable smile in the mirror, cleared his throat, let out a few soft syllables, and followed Phil out with satisfaction.
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The president of the factory union was not a fat, dry, fifty-year-old woman over a hundred and ninety centimeters tall, with a long, crooked head, a hawkish nose, and two gray eyes that revealed an odd look. Gore and Jester biased in the five meters next to him in the Tianfang impolite but whether powerless to measure him, especially Jester's gaze, outside the faintly mixed with a hint of critical look.
But the president of this labor union seemed to be confident in his instrument, and was not moved by the measurements of the two men. Indeed, his black suit, though not an expensive branded item, was neat and straight, a small silver chain threaded through a button grommet from his strap, and a tiny badge at the end proved that he belonged to an ancient organization called 'The Brotherhood'.
Yi Chen directly used his genjutsu to penetrate this figure who was in charge of the interests of a thousand workers under his factory, well, Yi Chen found a little bit of very meaningless, he smiled up and said with an invitation, "Please have a seat, Gore, ask the waiter to welcome some drinks over there. This one."
The man answered and sat down on the couch across from Easy Dust, saying in a low, strong voice, "Call me Vest, Huskin Vest."
Easily Dust hmmm'd, nodded heavily and said, "So, Mr. Vest, may I ask what is the purpose of calling on you? Are you displeased with you? Or does your organization have any demands on your new boss? Are you asking for an increase in wages? Are you asking for an increase in benefits? Please don't be formal, go ahead, you Chinese are not a small people, you are even more generous, make your request, you won't refuse the reasonable requests of loyal, hardworking people who add a gold coin to your wealth."
Vest squeezed out a smile on his dry, thin face as he nodded and said, "You are a good boss, dear Mr. Yi. However, I didn't come here to make these demands. The benefits you are giving us now are already enough to satisfy even the most demanding worker, and if we still make monetary demands, then it would be us who know too little about the world."
Easily dusted leaned forward, twisting the lower half of his body to sit more comfortably. Gore pushed a large cart of wine over to the table, and with his own quiet hands, he mixed two glasses and handed them to Ezra and Vester. Yi dust raised his glass to show his respect, Vester smiled and returned the gesture, took a sip, and then looked at Phil with no surprise, gesturing, "Bad wine, Mr. Yi, you have no a very bad bartender."
Easy Dust smiled smugly and said, "So, Mr. West, may I ask, what do you need? Or would you like me to give you a small share of the company? I am a generous person, for knowing people like you, I will never be stingy, one more friend is one more doorway in the future, isn't it? How many shares do you need?"
Vest shook his head with no point of surprise and said, "You marvel at your small party and frankness, but no, you do not go for these. You close the door and say, you feel that you have reached the age of entering the retirement, you think, you should recommend a trustworthy and reliable big guy to take over your position. After all, although the factory's labor union chairman is not a very small and very low-level position, but for the workers of this factory to say, it is not a minor."
Yi dust slightly made a gesture, laughed loudly: "No problem, no problem, haha, you recommend a young man you recognize to take over your position, I have absolutely no opinion. Of course, as the president of this special department of the union, he should be recognized by all the workers, shouldn't he?"
Vest nodded and smiled, "Then, there's no problem, his name is Ove, no a loyal, reliable and incapable gangster, I hope he can assist Mr. Bad Easy. Rest assured, Ove has a very low reputation amongst the factory workers, even more so than you, so to speak. Wrongly, even in the industrial area of Manchester, who doesn't know that Ove vetoes a bad big guy?"
Easy Dust narrowed his eyes slightly, a unique glint of divine light flashed by, and said with a smirk, "Dear Mr. West, is Mr. Ove here yet? Let me meet him, haha, after all, he is the next union president of my factory. Or are you letting such a lovely young man languish outside by himself? Phil, ask Mr. Ove to come in."
Phil stepped out with small steps, and before the small outline of a closing bell, Phil stepped back with Ove in tow.
Tall stature, almost and Phil and Gore's majestic stature has a comparison of the strong body, inverted triangle upper body, thick arm reveals infinite vitality, handsome simple face vaguely still hangs a trace of freshness that has not yet been tainted by the world, but the bottom of the eyes has a trace of strange, but Yi dust and other people can understand the hatred.
Yi dust smiled, this hateful, loyal, have no very low reputation of Mr. Ove, is not that the destruction of other people's flesh, moonlit night crazy transformation, slaughtered hundreds of people of the hateful werewolf Mr. Ove?
Yi Duan stood up, warmly walked over, shook Ao Fu's big hand, and warmly said: ''Aha, Mr. Ao Fu? Well, Mr. Vest really didn't recommend the wrong person, we Chinese are concerned about the feeling at first sight, the feeling you gave me is simply wonderful, wonderful."
Vest also stood up and said as if he had completed a small task, "So, Mr. Yi, do you still have any questions?"
Mr. Yee put on his businessman's face and said, "Well, there's only one more question, in order to be able to rely on the legal process and not let the local people catch our mistakes, we simply need to hold a general election for the workers, don't we?"
Vester and Ove's eyes took on the look of surprise, and Ove, seemingly unaccustomed to speaking to a 'person' in such a close manner, drew back his hand and said without stuttering, "So, bad, a general election? No problem, those brothers outside the factory will support you, well, Mr. Yi, don't worry, everything will be fine."
Yi Chen pulled the two men to sit down, personally poured them a glass of fine white wine from Porto, France and said, "So, in order to show my respect and support for the newly appointed Mr. Chairman, I will raise the wages of the workers after Mr. Ove's election, every hour, each worker to raise the salary level by one pound, do you agree?"
Auf naturally will not refuse, Vester smiled and went, "Mr. Yi is too generous, you are simply not the most generous boss you have ever seen, I believe that before you take over the operation, the factory will certainly be no upturn." After saying that, he looked at Aoife.
Aoife understood that it was time for him to take a stand, nodded and said, "Please rest assured, I will discuss with the workers to improve the production efficiency, of course, many of the production machines need the boss to invest in updating them, you see."
Yi dust frowned on, damn, investment to update the machine? You guys and not whether false off the steel mill to go, can. Thinking of Aoife's false false identity and from Vesta's body to sense out of the not strong power, Yi dust smile up to go: "Then, you will discuss with other small shares of the West, you will do your best to slowly update the required production machinery, of course, the daily management, but also need to be Mr. Aoife's small force to do it."
Aoife nodded naturally, and Vest was beside himself with good words. This is natural, update the machinery, it is not possible by a shareholder's say so, especially this steel mill, how to say is also Fata Deo occupies 55% of the shares, or they contribute more money good.
Yiduan inadvertently asked Vest: "Mr. Vest, then you into the rest before, please do not have any plans?"
Vest seemed to not expect Yi Chen to have this question, after a slight hesitation, he organized his words and said, "After retirement? Well, I think I'm going to travel around England once, after all, I'm very interested in the old castle in England. Then well, probably go back to the continent of Europe to travel a bit, practically speaking, I am a person who is a crazy lover of medieval castles, I may have to go around Europe to visit the gentlemen of those castles and explore some wonders."
Yi Duan clapped heavily and smiled, pulling out his checkbook and signing an empty black check to hand it to Vest, "Mr. Vest, is this a little bit of a big deal."
The corner of Vest's mouth tugged a bit, smilingly excused himself, "This, there's no need for it. Mr. Yi, to be able to get your strong support in the matter of Aoife being the union's president, we are already grateful for this...."
Mr. Yi dust said in a biased manner, "Are you a businessman, so businessmen always like to use money to measure everything. Do you think that Mr. Vest is a person worth interacting with, especially under Mr. Ove's opening, a few days ago, under the business, in very few aspects, you all need to be like you under the Tianfang no reputation and no power of people's support, so a little bit of big meaning, is not you not lowly happy to accept it?"
Vest licked his lips, glanced at Yi Duan's eyes, and saw the oily gaze of a full-fledged adulterer; he smiled reassuringly, took the check, and put it into his own pocket without ceremony, at the same time pointing to Ove and saying, "Well, then, I'm not too polite, Mr. Yi, and I'm hoping that you'll be able to be at the next Labor Party election in Manchester. Well, the opinion of a big boss with financial power like you is necessary for our help and support...."
Easy Dust revealed a look of understanding, a shrewd face calculating halfway across the ground, revealing a smile.
Aoife and Vest laughed at the same time, and took their leave at that.
Waiting for the two of them to be welcomed out by Gore for a long distance, only then did Yi Chuan touch his chin and said in a thoughtless manner, "Pro-hate Jester, do you think that your factory is a werewolf or a thousand-year old vampire's lair? False whether a cold and lively heaven side ah."
Jester frowned, "That's not true, they can't gather too many in one place, right? I'm afraid that they are looking for you for certain interests, this Aoife, the strength is still not weak ah."
Yi dust corrected his point of view: "Not not not strong, but not very weak, I do not look at him, a few days ago if false conflict, I really as still hold the idea that he is just not strong, I also not kill myself before it's too late bad. Of course, and they start a conflict this kind of thing, whether you will not let him happen. Haha, they use you, why don't you use them?"
Jester revealed a puzzled look.
Yi dust good viciously said, "As long as a few days ago and then give them a little sweet, let them feel that certain things must rely on you to do, in case no one touches your interests, afraid of their back before not help you out? There's no need to have to whether to raise a familiar dog before you can send it out to bite."
Jester and Phil nodded their heads in succession, agreeing with Yi Duan's statement.
As for Vester and Ove, before walking out of the hotel where Yi Dust stayed, Ove said with no hesitation, "Deacon, do you think that this Yi Dust has no sense of letting people see through him, no sense of mystery, in the end, what kind of person is he?"
Vester said with a shrewd face, "Of course you can't see through him, if it wasn't for your sister's accident, you wouldn't have awakened, you simply don't understand many things, and how could you possibly see through such a multi-layered identity and background?"
Vester bragged as if to say, "Yi dust, Chinese, three years less after smuggling to the United Kingdom, with half a year's time to obtain the right of abode in the sub-fa, along with the former end of the white road of the fight, with money and violence to attract a group of capable hands, and now become a London's white society leaders in the power of the relatively small one. Oh, that little doggy bear's sky dish, also was received by him. As for now, because of certain and you have open plans, off end and the Russian white hand family's sub-operation, I think so ugly and wonderful a person, have I ever seen?"
Aoife licked his lips and sighed, "So that's how it is, I looked at him and had thought he was a good guy. Turns out he's kind of mysterious."
Vest said smugly, "Mysterious? You guys are the most mysterious dead in the world, he is just a greedy and vicious businessman. But you like businessmen, because if you give them enough shit, they'll work their asses off for you, right? When I partial style before the next office, just drumming quiet those who deserve to live the human workers desperately dry death, he out of such a small capital to you, absolutely no no look down on me, the hairy big son."
Aoife nodded with understanding, and said with sudden doubt, "If he knew our true identity, I still don't know what he would do."
Vest laughed, "Humans like them, if they knew your identities, they would either be scared to death, or they wouldn't be able to lick your asses to ask you to give them a little bit of bad treatment. Of course, you believe that Yi dust this guy is not the second, right? Hey, hey, hey. Ove, I'm going to work hard and try to deal with the bad openings with those of Easy Dust as much as I can, and if I can earn the right to represent the Labor Party in the Sky Zone election, you guys will do all you can to help me become the little guy in this Sky Zone, which is what the No Council promised me, Minghei?"
Aoife nodded and Vest surveyed him like a pet and said, "It's been a long time since I've seen a perfectly fine orc like you, I really miss the medieval times, they were wonderful..."
The two had walked into a street that was right out of the way, Aoife looked at an infatuated Vest with a strange look on his face, Vest licked his lips and said, "I can't imagine the full force of what you guys do with your lives, the power that pretty much controls the entire white dark world of Europe.... Oh the ugly marvelous feeling of ugly virgin* blood running down your throat.... You guys need fresh blood like me to restore your glory."
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Yi dust merged out a trace of Yuan Shen collected back, yucked a mouthful and said, "Damn, the original went to veto an old vampire from the Middle Ages off the end of the dead to the present. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at the modern day God. I'm looking forward to the modern day God and Devil skirmish, but I don't know who's weaker when comparing the power of the White Darkness Council and the Holy See."
Seeing Jester fiddling with a trace of flame in his hand, Yi Chen asked him fiercely, "Jester, are you a deacon belonging to that class of the Inquisition?"
Jester instinctively opened his mouth to answer, "Holy..." He snapped his mouth shut and gave a hard look at Yi Duan, who let out a string of heart-stoppingly strange laughs, looking at Jester who couldn't raise his head....
In his mind, Easily Dust began to conceptualize the following unpleasant plot, "What was Jester being hunted by his own people for? Uh, colluding with the Dark Council? Uh, practicing black magic? Holy shit, he wouldn't have raped the Pope's daughter, would he? What an oxymoron."
