Kung Fu Soldier King

No. 2 Fuyou street, named for its location on the right side of the presidential palace, has many former glories and even determines the national trend of China.

The taxi driver introduced Xiao Yan while driving.

"Here, this is the West Factory built in the Ming Dynasty. Back then, Wang Zhi and Wei Zhongxian had one west factory and one east factory, which made the world a mess..." the taxi driver came at once.

Xiao Yan nodded in cooperation. Yanjing has been the center of politics for hundreds of years.

Soon, the car arrived at the gate of No. 2. The taxi driver whispered, "you are not allowed to stop here. If you want to visit, look through the door."

"OK, it's all right. Just stop by and I'll jump down soon." Xiao Yan smiled.

The driver had no choice but to step on the brake. As soon as the car heard, two big soldiers standing guard greeted him at the door.

Xiao Yan got out of the taxi, took out his work permit from his arms and shook it in front of them.

The two hurried out of the way, slapped a salute at the same time, and then let Xiao Yan pass.

Taxi drivers are stupid. The young man who just listened to his boasting thought he was visiting, but he didn't expect that he was from here.

He didn't dare to stay any longer. He stepped on the accelerator and hurried away. It was so exciting day by day.

After entering the door, someone had come to receive Xiao Yan. He was led around the corridor and finally came to the director's office.

As soon as the door opened, Xiao Yan saw Huo Bingkun working with his head down.

People working in state organs and units almost all have bookshelves, desks and a small red flag in their offices, and there are two telephones on the desk except for desk lamps.

One red is an internal telephone and the other blue is an external one. In addition, there are at most a few potted plants.

Xiao Yan actually envies this kind of office life. He goes out all day and runs around these days. He also wants to sit down and have a rest.

But he is not a civilian. Luo always will never idle his good steel.

Hearing that the Secretary said he was coming, Huo Bingkun quickly put down his pen, got up, adjusted his suit first, and then walked out quickly.

One step forward, Huo Bingkun grabbed Xiao Yan's hands and said loudly and solemnly, "our heroes are back. Welcome."

"Director Huo, thank you for taking care of me during this time. I know that without your care in the court, I can't successfully complete the task." Xiao Yan smiled and shook hands with Huo Bingkun.

Next, Huo Bingkun took him to a conference room and waited for an hour before a group of leaders came.

These people are all senior members of the general office, and their levels are no lower than Xiao Yan, the highest one, or even a deputy state level.

The next step is Xiao Yan's report. He has a clear mouth, rigorous thinking logic and speaks in cadence. The whole conference room is quiet. He has been talking about Dongjiang's white blood cell action.

He basically didn't hide anything. He also spoke out the dark means he used, and the containment ignored the link where the seized things were withheld by him.

"After listening to Mr. Xiao's report, we were all shocked and filled with emotion that the country can have such pillars. However, there has always been a question haunting me. How did you establish the red shield secret service with so little state funding?" a deputy ministerial official on the left opened his mouth.

Because Xiao Yan is a non Party member, few people address him as a comrade, all as a gentleman or special commissioner.

Xiao Yan glanced. He was in his fifties. Wearing a pair of gold wire glasses, he looked gentle. He narrowed his eyes and smiled, but this surprised Xiao Yan.

He looked at the sign in front of the man and saw that it said: Wu Zhi.

Another surnamed Wu. In the capital, I'm afraid there is no one but the Wu family who can sit in this position.

But he also had a way to deal with it. He turned his head and said respectfully: "looking back, the red shield secret service eats hundreds of meals, and the military and the police have funding. In addition, I also have enterprises under my own name. If I can't live, I will donate the red shield myself."

He said so shabby that many leaders talked about it one after another and sighed for a while.

After this visit to Beijing, I'm afraid we can solve part of the problem of funds. After all, we have made great contributions.

However, Wu Zhi was not willing to give up. He asked aggressively, "but as far as I know, the red shield secret service has received a lot of mysterious funds, which are not the funds of any department of the state. Mr. Xiao, I hope you understand that the state needs any army loyal to it to maintain its purity."

Shit, so cruel? Huo Bingkun's palms are sweating, but he knows that Xiao Yan has done a lot of illegal things.

In order to keep the army alive, he sold all the drugs and gold he collected. Naturally, the source of that money was secret.

However, before he could explain, Xiao Yan said, "the red shield special service is subordinate to the 18th Bureau of the Ministry of national security and belongs to the first-class secret operation force. All its tasks and logistics support are first-class secrets. I want to ask, do you have the first-class authority?"

pretty Anti general!

Wu Zhi tilted his lips and thought to himself, you sharp mouthed Xiao Laojiu, I'm asking you, not me.

However, many leaders looked at it, and even the deputy national leader looked a little ugly.

He quickly wiped his sweat and said, "don't get me wrong, Mr. Xiao. Because I'm responsible for sorting out your work summary, I checked some of the data of Hongdun secret service. I just calculated that there was a special capital inflow. I didn't skip the level to check the secrets. I hope you can understand this."

Old fox, Xiao Yan snorted coldly.

"The red shield secret service bled and died outside and fought against the armed forces outside Southeast China. I hope the soldiers' blood will not flow in vain. I hope the people who died in the war can become martyrs. I hope they can have a sense of belonging to the country and be loyal to the motherland forever..." Xiao Yan said loudly.

First of all, he affirmed the absolute loyalty of the red shield secret service, followed by benefits. Finally, he also put forward the request for funds.

A leader nodded, took out a document and read it out.

The red shield special service was officially incorporated into the 18th Bureau of the Ministry of national security in the Party group documents and enjoyed the treatment of all levels of state civil servants.

Others, such as the meritorious officials of the red shield secret service, have basically been promoted, and the reward order has long been issued.

The definite benefit of this time is that it has been recognized by the national documents. From then on, the red shield special service is no longer a lone ranger.

After the matter of Dongjiang city is settled, the task of 619 new plan is assigned.

"An hour ago, the State Council issued a document on the license to restart the 619 plan. Mr. Xiao, as your unit leader, we need to consult you again. Are you sure you want to voluntarily implement the 619 plan?" the deputy national leader and one of the main leaders of the general office looked at Xiao Yan solemnly.