Atlas of Heaven and Man

Since the joint departmental commission ended, Chen Chuan had temporarily not taken on any commissions, and he had also temporarily put aside matters at the company. He was only strengthening his combat training at the academy.

Another ten days or so passed, and it was the last day of November.

Because the commission payment had already come down in the first ten days of the month, he had called in advance. Today at noon, he would have a dinner with the team members at the Duyi Hotel, and by the way, distribute the money. It was almost the end of the year, and this matter couldn't be delayed.

However, just before he was about to go out, he received a call from Director Lei.

"The date for He Nan's and my wedding has been set. It will be on the fifteenth of next month. Only a few close relatives and friends will be invited that day. The invitation will be sent to student Chen today. You must come then."

Chen Chuan knew that someone with Director Lei's status was always being watched by cultists in the dark. Therefore, even though the Secret Sect Review Bureau was a violent organization, it usually had almost no presence in government agencies.

And for the safety of his family and friends, his wedding was destined to be impossible to hold in a high-profile manner, and it was impossible to gather his subordinates together. He could only try to choose a low-key approach.

He said, "Congratulations, Director Lei. I will definitely be there then."

Director Lei said, "Xiao Ying's health is much better now. I told him about you, and he kept saying he wanted to see you and thank his big brother."

Chen Chuan thought of that boy. It was really fortunate that he was able to survive among the cultists.

Director Lei added, "This time, a senior from the Central City Review Bureau will come. I'll introduce you to him, which will be helpful to you in the future."

Chen Chuan said, "Thank you, Director Lei."

"Don't be polite. Compared to the help you gave Xiao Ying, this is a small matter."

Chen Chuan thought for a moment and said, "Director Lei, after the last commission ended, there was something I've been wanting to ask."

Director Lei said, "You're asking about the whereabouts of the person who set up the ritual behind the scenes, right? We tracked the hot air balloon after it landed, but we couldn't find anyone. I later guessed that the real mastermind was likely hiding on the train at the time."

"On the train…"

Chen Chuan turned his thoughts and asked, "Did the person caught on the train confess anything?"

Director Lei said, "He was just a Secret Sect cultist responsible for cooperating. According to his confession, he himself was only hired. We confirmed that he was telling the truth, but there's no need to worry about anything. After the ritual is activated, even if you don't actively do anything, those patterns and materials will disappear after a period of time.

Without the cooperation of material resources and manpower, it's impossible for him to set up such a large ritual again. Our Review Bureau can handle those small rituals."

Chen Chuan nodded. Although Secret Sect rituals can achieve many mysterious effects, in most cases, a lot of time is required for preliminary preparations.

The reason that person could do that was because he had previously received help from Molan Corporation. Without the support of this kind of power, it would be almost impossible to repeat the previous events.

After the two chatted for a few more sentences, they hung up the phone.

Chen Chuan could feel that Director Lei had been guiding him towards the Secret Sect direction. This time, introducing a senior from the Secret Sect Bureau might also be for this reason.

Senior clients have a high personal evaluation, can get higher rewards, and it is easier to deal with government departments and major companies. Some senior clients, because they are employed by certain departments for a long time, have indirectly gained certain powers, and their status and position are completely different from before.

It was indeed a matter worth celebrating that Wei Changan could obtain it at this age.

Wei Changan sat down after toasting with everyone. At this time, Cai Si next to him said, "Have you guys listened to the radio these past few days? For several days in a row, there have been lengthy reports promoting that after the new Civil Affairs Director took office, he wiped out the rebel organization. But unfortunately, although we did this, we can't say it."

The radio did not mention the names of Chen Chuan and his team members this time. Several departments had also informed them in advance, saying that the focus of this matter was to restore the public's trust in the current official institutions, so they did not mention them, but only issued a little more remuneration to them.

Feng Xiaoqi muttered, "Isn't it good to get more remuneration? Compared to fame, I'd rather get more money."

Chen Chuan said, "Actually, even if they didn't say it, I would have requested the same, because the rebel organization doesn't cease to exist just by eliminating these people. They use all means and never consider the consequences of their actions.

For the sake of everyone's safety, we should try not to expose ourselves as much as possible. Moreover, as far as I know, an important figure inside has left, and his whereabouts are currently unknown."

Ding Liao interjected with deep agreement, "That's right, as long as this world is still like this, the rebel organization will definitely still exist. It's just that the fire above has been extinguished, but the sparks below are still there. Who knows when they will flare up again, so it's better to be careful."

Luo Kaiyuan said at this time, "Some of them may have been forced to do so."

Feng Xiaoqi said, "Anyway, I don't like them. Once, an explosion was only dozens of meters away from my family's small shop. An old neighbor who knew how to weave grasshoppers to amuse children was buried there."

Wei Chang'an raised his glass again, smiling, and said, "No matter what, the majority of the rebel organization has been wiped out, and Molan Corporation has also fallen. It's worth celebrating. Come, let's all have another drink together."

The others also raised their glasses one after another.

Just as they were having dinner, Cheng Zitong came out of the principal's office, his face full of excitement as he looked at the form in his hand.

He quickly returned to his office and immediately called Chen Chuan, but no one answered. He then remembered that this student might be out for dinner today.

He put down the phone, thought for a moment, chuckled, took out a copy of the form, stuffed it into his briefcase, then went downstairs and drove directly to the Lakeside Villa.

After getting out of the car, he took off his decorative sunglasses, stood in front of the gate for a while, and strode in.

"Lao Qian, is my senior brother in?"

"Yes, he is," the gatekeeper replied.

"He's probably teaching his disciple at this time, right? Okay, I'll go find him myself."

Cheng Zitong walked into the courtyard and glanced around. The student was practicing boxing at the waterside pavilion, and Qiao Linhu was drinking tea in the living room, looking outside from time to time, with a satisfied look in his eyes.

He strode over, took the form out of his briefcase, and slapped it down in front of Qiao Linhu with a 'pa' sound.

Qiao Linhu was stunned, looked up at him in surprise, and then frowned at the form. "What is this?"

"What is this? An admission quota to the Central City General Hospital!"

Cheng Zitong patted the list several times with his hand and said, "This is my student! I am his advisor, senior brother. Didn't expect that, did you?"

Qiao Linhu was silent for a while. After seeing Chen Chuan overturn the Mutual Aid Society, he felt that something was wrong. He slowly said, "Everything should be approached with humility and patience, and one should not be eager for quick success…"

Cheng Zitong pulled out his briefcase again, and with a "pa" sound, slapped a certificate of something on the table. "This is my student's firearms license!"

"Students need to be tempered. Blindly raising them will only make them lose their self-control…"

With a "pa" sound, Cheng Zitong slapped another certificate on the table. "This is my student's armored license!"

"…Even if there is a little achievement…"

With a "pa" sound, Cheng Zitong slapped yet another certificate down, pointing at it and saying, "This is my student's Unlimited Defense Certificate, Class B!"

Qiao Linhu's voice suddenly stuck in his throat, and he sat there sullenly, stroking his beard, because no amount of talking could compare to this Unlimited Defense Certificate.

Da Shun was extremely strict in this regard, otherwise so many recommended students wouldn't have had to take the Class C exam first, and then try to get the Class B certificate. This was recognition from the national level, and any verbal explanation was pale and powerless in front of this thing; it was all nonsense.

Cheng Zitong's eyes were slightly red as he said, "My student doesn't need to follow any damn old path, nor does he need others to use those old rules to restrain him, and he doesn't need to follow the path arranged for him by others. He can rely on himself, he can blaze his own trail!"

His voice overshadowed the entire courtyard. Even the attendant in front and the student who was practicing boxing could hear him clearly, but the surroundings were quiet, as if the chirping of insects and the singing of birds had disappeared for a moment.

"The old man says that only his path is the right path, but that doesn't mean that everyone has to take this path. Just because he says it doesn't make it the golden rule. I said, I came out, and I can walk back myself. Now my student is going back in my place. The old man has taught so many students over the years, just take one at random…"

Cheng Zitong slapped the table hard. "Put him here, in my student's position. Which of them can pat their chest and say that they can do what my student has done, and achieve the achievements that my student has achieved? Which one? Is there any one? Stand up and let me see!"

After listening to him for a long time, Qiao Linhu slowly said, "Junior brother, don't forget, my student can also go to Central City. It's not just your student who can go there!"

"That'll have to wait two years, right?"

"…Yes."

"My student…"

"Alright!"

Qiao Linhu shouted. He was in no mood to listen anymore. He was getting more and more annoyed listening to Cheng Zitong bragging and boasting.

He slapped the table and stood up, saying, "Junior brother, let me tell you, the old path has a guide, there are seniors to take care of you above, there are fellow disciples to help you by your side, and there are students behind you to support you. Have you ever thought about it? When your student gets there, none of these things will exist. How far can he go?"

Cheng Zitong wasn't worried at all. He looked at Qiao Linhu for a while, smiled, put on his decorative sunglasses, and walked out, saying as he walked, "That's my student. I have confidence in him. Oh, right…"

He turned his head and said, "Senior brother, I just like to see your stubborn face. Keep it up. I'm leaving…" With that, he waved his hand and swaggered out.

At the waterside pavilion, the student was originally practicing boxing. When the two of them were talking, he couldn't help but prick up his ears. But as he listened, he suddenly found Qiao Linhu standing in front of him expressionlessly, and couldn't help but shudder.

"You can't even practice one stance properly, which means you haven't practiced it into your bones yet. Practice it another hundred times for me."

"Yes, Master." The student cried out in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything at this time, and honestly continued to practice.

Qiao Linhu watched from the side, but he felt a burst of frustration in his heart. He remembered that Cheng Zitong had been coming here every day recently to praise his disciple. He had been wondering why he had changed his personality. It turned out he was waiting for him here.

He had been careless.

He looked at the disciple in front of him. He used to think he was pleasing in every way, but now, the more he looked at him, the more he saw his shortcomings.

He had to practice, he had to continue to practice more!

Cheng Zitong walked outside, took a long breath, and felt that the weather today was really good. It was so cheerful and comfortable.

He looked back and said to the door, "Lao Qian, tell senior brother that I'll be back tomorrow. Tell him to save me a bowl of rice." With that, he got into the car leisurely and drove away after a while.

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