Lu Ming

Chapter 116 Night Murder
Dai Yun typed the last line on the keyboard, checked the document, let out a long breath, and stretched again.

Looking at the pure blue Rolex yacht on the wrist, it is already 9 o'clock at night before I know it, no wonder my stomach is growling.Getting up and opening the door, looking up at the stars in the sky, Dai Yun walked quietly to the cafeteria.

As time goes by, the previously crowded business hall is gradually becoming more relaxed.Most of the Industrial Party went to the kiln area. They lived in simple houses made of refrigerated truck boxes and color steel plates. Some people went to the other side of the Taijiang River. They are currently living in primary schools, waiting for the completion of the Chikan New City.

The shanty town outside the business hall was finally demolished, and some original buildings inside the business hall were also simply remodeled—for example, the Dutch church has been divided into several small rooms, and Dai Yun allocated one of them as an office.

With the office location, some departments that stay on paper can be opened, for example: the Intelligence Bureau.There is no distinction between internal and external, military society, and the current size of the crossing crowd is only enough to save an office and a polished director for the intelligence department.

Even so, the number of cross-travelers who wanted to be the chief spy reached a new high. At least one fifth of them left their names on the registration post.However, it is not like before. It takes a long time to solve a matter. The power of the big office is greatly increased, especially Xia Xianze. For such a position without a professional candidate, it is basically decided by Lao Xia.

It was in this situation that Dai Yun sat in that humble office without fighting.The remaining group of people who work in life insurance, repair cars, and wholesale monosodium glutamate yell at injustice, but this is useless, at least from the job resumes that everyone has disclosed, Xia Xianze can't see the connection between MSG and intelligence— —Anyway, this Dai Yun has also worked in a headhunting company. He secretly contacted the headhunter and tricked him into stealing some company secrets before leaving.

Dai Yun, the polished bureau chief, walked silently along the building of the commercial hall for a while, and then entered the cafeteria.The canteen with two sun lamps is open 24 hours a day. After all, there are on-duty passers-by and auxiliary soldiers on the fort, and as the number of departments increases, more and more people like Dai Yun need to work at night. Serve hot food anytime.

"What's there to eat?" Dai Yun poked his head and asked the fat chef.

Across multiple planes, the fat cook who will definitely appear in the cafeteria is a refugee from Hangzhou. This one was very thin before: "There is clam and sea cucumber soup, and the main course is stewed bear leg with mountain mushroom."

"Bear leg? Fresh?"

"It's fresh. I typed it in the morning, and the natives recited it before noon."

"Well, no soup, some meat, rice pressed porcelain."

Dai Yun quickly came out of the cafeteria, holding chopsticks in his right hand, and a blue and white porcelain bowl in his left hand, which contained bear leg meat and rice that was pressed very hard.He walked to the door of the big office, looked inside through the crack of the door, and found that the target person was not there, so he walked a short distance and knocked lightly on the door of a room twice.

It was the fat comrade Wang Liguo who opened the door. Seeing that it was Dai Yun, he let him in sideways, then poked his head out like a thief to look left and right, and then closed the door gently.This room is in the commercial building right now, which is the most luxurious type: a suite; the location of the room is also within the first ring: next to the big office; then the owner is about to come out: CEO Xia.

As soon as Dai Yun walked into the bright inner room filled with white sun lights, his eyes lit up, ignoring Mr. Xia who was sitting at the small table, he rushed over to put the Pingyao vacuum beef on the table into the bowl first He swallowed two big chunks, then picked up the Carlsberg can on the table and took a gulp, after which he panted heavily, hiccupped, and gave Xia Xianze a thumbs up: "Old Xia, if anyone refuses to accept it, I will obey you! How did you think you had a brainstorm at the beginning? You have so many good things, this is too strategic!"

"There's not much left, eat it early so you don't get sprayed every day." Xia Xianze, who was sitting on a small stool with his back against the edge of the bed, said while picking his teeth.

It can be seen from the intimate movements and conversations of the two of them that the relationship between these two guys is by no means an ordinary colleague relationship. Dai Yun can now seem to be the spy chief and the group of people who work in life insurance are all beaten by the boss this time. Summer time.

"How's the talk with the two scholars?" Wang Liguo, who walked in after closing the door, sat down beside him and asked.

"It's the same as the assessment. You guys with the surname Huang will take it away tomorrow, and Nan Wang will keep it with me." Dai Yun said vaguely, digging into the rice and beef.

"Didn't you tell me to let people think about it for a few days? Why, Nanwang agreed on the spot?" Xia Xianze asked with great interest.

"There was no promise at the scene, but." Dai Yun swallowed hard the food in his mouth: "Please believe in my professionalism, whether a person wants to work in a new company, I can tell from his eyes."

Wang Liguo chuckled, nodded and said, "Then Huang Xiucai will belong to me, and I can use it for bookkeeping. As for Nan Xiucai, as long as you are sure, this is your first soldier, right?"

Dai Yun smiled wryly and nodded: "The first soldier is still a man of the Ming Dynasty. Lao Xia won't let me use any traverser, so it's hard for me!"

"Okay, don't be pretentious." Xia Xianze spat out the toothpick in his mouth: "These two days are for your seat, and there has been a lot of quarrels. How many people are staring at you? You should be honest and do department design first. When the limelight goes down, transfer the person you fancy over."

"Also," without waiting for Dai Yun to thank him, Xia Xianze said again: "Huang Ping can't stay on Dayuan Island. There are too many foreign personnel here. Arrange to go to the kiln area, or the lumberyard. You can get work points or something."

The paths of the two scholars have been staggered in this way. As for whether their life trajectories will intersect again in the future, only God knows.
After the trivial matters were finished, Dai Yun's dinner was almost finished. The three of them cleaned up the small table, opened their notebooks, and started to work on the main task tonight: designing the regime.

With the end of the initial chaos, the large and small forces within the Transmigration Congregation gradually stabilized.Not counting the soy sauce forces with weak political attributes such as the "Xiaoyao faction", what is really fighting on the stage right now is the left-leaning team formed by the "Tang Qihui" and the "Huanghan faction" against the "Dingge faction" "A dominant right-wing team.

The Tang Hans, who have always used the slogan of "internal equality, savior of dicks", have shown signs of decline recently. After all, no matter how dicks are, they still have logical thinking-the Tang Hans have a weakness that they can never get around: Chairman Cao Chuan Cao .

(End of this chapter)