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Chapter 421 Follow-up 2 (Happy New Year everyone)

Dai Chunfeng pondered in his heart, leaned back in the chair, and asked: "Where is Deputy Chief Zheng? Well, if I knew this earlier, I might as well let him make a fortune in Beiping. I'm a villain in vain."

Zuo Zhong didn't believe a single word of these words, and if Lao Zheng was allowed to do business for a few more years, he was afraid that if he spent money, he would be able to find a chief of the secret service. This was the real reason why the other party was transferred back to Jinling.

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He bent down slightly, and said with a smile: "After the investigation department was merged, the deputy section chief Zhang Yifu has been idle. If we can have an additional deputy director to assist Deputy Director Zheng in carrying out his work, is it appropriate?
After all, Deputy Director Zheng has been away from Jinling for such a long time, and he doesn't know much about the situation in the office. With an assistant, he must be able to get into work as soon as possible and reduce the time for familiarization. "

Zuo Zhong asked Dai Chunfeng to add a deputy director as soon as he opened his mouth. It stands to reason that this is unacceptable for a person addicted to power, but he judged that Lao Dai would readily agree after hearing it.

Anything with too much quantity is worthless, and the same is true for official positions. The triangle is the most stable structure. With Zhang Yifu sharing the pressure, it is easier for Dai Chunfeng to deal with Zheng Tingbing.

As for whether Zhang Yifu will turn against the client or establish himself, it is unlikely, because the other party is not a veteran of the Secret Service, so he is not qualified to join the competition for the highest position in the Secret Service.

Dai Chunfeng's eyes lit up, and he instantly understood Zuo Zhong's intention. This was to drive away the tiger and devour the wolf. The most wonderful thing was that this tiger had only sharp claws and no fangs. It was harmless to him and could be used boldly.

The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, showing a rare smile: "Yes, seeing Deputy Director Zheng working hard on official affairs, I see it in my eyes and worry about it. I think this suggestion is very good.

The chairman of the committee has always been very concerned about the arrangement of the investigation department personnel, and he should have no objection to Zhang Yifu's appointment as the deputy director. "

After Lao Dai delivered a long speech, he happily took out a document from the drawer: "Destroy it immediately after reading it. We must select competent people to handle this matter, and we must not leak any information to the outside world."

Zuo Zhong was a little puzzled, took a look at it, and then fell silent. A few seconds later, he struck a match and lit the document, without asking or asking for instructions, because this was an order given to him alone.

"The chairman personally asked me to hand it over to you. Be careful, you don't need to tell me the specific content. As long as you can complete the tasks assigned by the leader, you can choose all the personnel and equipment in our office."

Dai Chunfeng looked at the document that was slowly turning into ashes, and turned his head to add another sentence. As for whether he really doesn't care about the specific content, it is a matter of opinion, but there is a high probability that it is false.

How could a person with such a strong desire to control allow his subordinates to directly contact his immediate boss, but there was a strict order from the bald head, and he could not check in private or take the initiative to ask.

Zuo Zhong is not a fool, so he naturally knows what Teacher Cheap is thinking, and at the same time understands that the bald head is playing checks and balances, alienating his relationship with Lao Dai, and the leaders of a country are doing some sneaky things.

Ha ha.

So he leaned into the cheap teacher's ear and said a few words, Dai Chunfeng nodded from time to time, thinking that if this was the case, then he really wasn't suitable to go in, and then said contentedly.

"Then you go and arrange it, hurry up."

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After the master and apprentice finished their conversation, Zuo Zhong left in a hurry. After returning to his office, he called Gui Youguang and Wu Chunyang. This matter really needs to be kept secret, and the person who does it must be reliable.

No matter from which point of view, they were the most suitable and reliable candidates, plus himself, three people were enough to complete the task, a simple action did not need to be known to everyone.

Three days passed quickly.

The most beautiful season in Jinling is autumn. At this time, the maple trees and phoenix trees on both sides of the road begin to change color slowly. The scenery is beautiful and the environment is quiet, reflecting the classic and elegant appearance of the buildings in the city.

At this time, many stores are willing to move part of the tables to the outside, firstly, to expand the business area, and secondly, to allow customers to enjoy the beauty of autumn that only occurs once a year.

The most active ones are the French who opened coffee shops and western restaurants. Perhaps because Jinling in autumn is somewhat similar to the Champs Elysees, these Gallic roosters want to comfort their homesickness.

In addition to the French, the British also like to enjoy the intoxicating scenery under the sycamore tree in the afternoon under a certain colorful light and shadow, while tasting the desserts that the French are best at.

As the deputy manager of Jinling Power Plant, Sha Luxun has enough power to arrange his leisure time, such as enjoying a completely quiet afternoon tea, without having to deal with those annoying workers.

"An enjoyable day."

He carefully put a piece of pastry Napoleon into his mouth, feeling the collision of cream and fresh fruit in his mouth, then took a sip of expensive Darjeeling black tea and said with emotion.

I have to admit that cooking food is the only job the French should do. In comparison, the British afternoon tea desserts are a little less delicate and delicious, of course, all kinds of black tea are an exception.

He took another sip of the black tea that originated in China, finally took root in the Queen's Crown Pearl, and gradually became famous all over the world. He sincerely felt that it would be great if life could go on like this forever.

"Good afternoon, is anyone here?"

Suddenly, Sha Luxun, who was savoring the dessert with his eyes closed, was awakened by a cry. After opening his eyes, he frowned. Heck, it was a Chinese man in a black windbreaker.

These people will never know how to be grateful, and they will never know what civilization is. If it wasn't for earning more pounds, they would never have come to this ancient and dull East Asian country.

He was slightly disgusted, and said very bluntly: "Young man, don't you know what politeness is, or you Chinese are just like this, and you don't care about causing trouble to others."

This is the urban area of ​​Jinling, and it is also a place frequented by foreigners. There are patrols everywhere, so he is not worried about causing trouble. Besides, he is not an ordinary businessman.

If the Chinese dared to do something, the Webley revolver in his pocket would let the other party know that some people were not to be messed with, just as General Seymour had done decades ago.

The young man was not frightened or irritated by his aggressiveness, but gently pulled the stool away, sat down unceremoniously, and said a word with a smile before Sha Luxun got angry.

"What a beautiful day, isn't it, in such a pleasant weather, why can't we have a good chat, who knows what will happen in the future, so cherish the present."

Is it beautiful, maybe it was called before you came, but it is definitely not now, chatting with a stranger on the street is not something an English gentleman should do, Salutsun put his hand in his pocket.

"Well, you Brits are so dull, I wish you were a Frenchman, at least you know what humor is, and put away that old revolver, unless you want to blow your head out."

The young man ignored the other party directly, picked up a piece of dessert and put it in his mouth: "My men are aiming their rifles here. I advise Mr. Sha Luxun to calm down and don't be impulsive."

As he spoke, he pointed to the black tea on the table, motioned for the waiter to serve another cup, then looked at the dubious Saluchon with a smile on his face, and threw a stack of photos and a document from his pocket.

"Your wife will go to church for two hours at this time every day, drink two glasses of water, go to the toilet once, and is used to praying in the first position from the left in the third row of the main hall.

From the church to your home in Sanpailou, she has to go through 5 intersections and 3 alleys. The whole journey takes 20 minutes. She is only accompanied by a 45-year-old maid from Lu Province.

Your eldest daughter works in an English firm and has recently become very close to a boy from Yorkshire, and your eldest and second sons are at mission schools, am I right? "

The young man casually shared information about Salutsun's home, and at the same time tapped lightly with his right hand on the table, without making a single sound, but made the heart of the communication partner beat violently again and again.

Who is this Chinese person, why did he collect information on his family members, is it a gangster, or a gangster organization in Jinling? Sha Luxun thinks this may be a big misunderstanding.

Although he is the deputy manager of Jinling Power Plant, he doesn't actually have much cash. A decent life comes at the price of high expenses. The Chinese are definitely looking for the wrong person if they want to blackmail themselves.

"Sir, your Darjeeling black tea."

"Thank you."

At this time, the waiter brought black tea, and the young man thanked him politely, then picked up the teacup and blew on it, and raised his head to let the sun shine on his face through the leaves, feeling the last warmth brought by nature.

Sha Luxun thought for a while, and said in a slow and firm voice: "My friend, I don't know where you know these things, I just want to tell you that you are playing with fire.

I have been in the Republic of China for many years, and I know very well that once a British citizen suffers misfortune, your government and the British Empire will intervene, no matter who you are, you will be shot in the end.

As long as you leave now, I will treat it as if nothing happened. Even if you need some help other than money, such as weapons and shelter, I am willing to help. "

He felt that the person in front of him had the potential of an intelligence officer. He was bold, had good psychological qualities, and had a suspected black background. He was a good candidate for development. The empire needed more friends.

"Well, you want to recruit me?"

The young man lowered his head slowly, and looked at the other person curiously, as if he had seen something interesting, and he was still thinking about this kind of thing when he was about to die. He really deserved to be the person in charge of MI2 in Jinling.

Sha Luxun was startled, recruitment, this is a standard intelligence term, is the other party an intelligence officer from the government, but why do you want to find yourself, or this way of meeting.

"Mr. MI2, we are very clear about your coming to the Republic of China. Out of respect for the British Empire, we did not interfere too much, but this is not the reason for your wanton actions."

The young man took a sip of tea, and his tone gradually turned cold: "But you have instigated the Japanese to assassinate officials of the government, and that has touched the bottom line. I am here today, and I want to use you to say hello to London."

(End of this chapter)