Zuo Chong listened to Guqi's report and pinched his nose. He was speechless about John Bull's despair. He could do this when he found out the truth. Now Britain is not the original empire of the sun never set.

Can they still drive battleships to Jinling to block the door like little Japan, just for a few intelligence personnel and a group of moles, spend countless funds to fight for the expedition and launch a trans-ocean war?

Stop talking nonsense.

He picked up the water cup and took a sip of water, and lazily leaned towards the head of the bed: "Don't be so nervous, what's so great about detectives? Isn't there any in the Republic of China? The Chief Meng of the same place is.

Besides, the British are punished by their God for not doing human affairs. What does it have to do with us? How many people do you ask for half-public protection of this Forre...Mosa to avoid being accidentally hit and killed by a car."

When Zuo Chong talked about the word "protection", he suddenly burst into laughter, which was to give a small reminder to his good assistant, and he also came up with a good idea. Meng Ting, Meng Ting, you are unlucky.

Who is better, the loyal guardian of the British Royal Family, the famous detective of Scotland Yard, and Mr. Meng Ting, the inheritor of the French police academy, the frequent visitor of the Shanghai newspaper industry, and the hype expert?

Of course, I have to compare.

He immediately changed the microphone to the other ear and lowered his voice: "Also, you go and contact the Jinling Evening News and other influential newspapers to let them promote Fomosa with all their strength tomorrow."

Guqi felt that his ears were broken, otherwise why did the section chief promote it for the British? He traveled across the ocean to Jinling not to eat salted ducks, but to find trouble for the secret service.

Faced with such an opponent, the other party's range of activities should be restricted, the other party's social influence should be reduced, and the other party should be forced to give up investigating the Shaluxun case, and then go back to his hometown obediently.

How fresh is it to create momentum for the enemy.

The intelligence manager couldn't help but scratch his itchy forehead. His pale face was full of fatigue, and there were heavy sleeping silkworms and dark eyes under his eyes. It seemed that he hadn't had a rest for many days.

He hesitated and asked questions: "This is not good, I'm afraid of my previous actions... There were witnesses in the accident. When they saw Formosa coming to Jinling again, they might jump out and provide relevant evidence to the other party.

If the British find out the truth and put pressure on diplomatic means, then you may be criticized by the top of the mountain. I think it is better to keep a low profile to prevent the matter from getting worse."

"If you make a big deal, you will make a big deal. Lao Gu. I don't want to tell you clearly about some situations. This matter is related to the official residence case we are investigating. Whether the seat can go up to another floor depends on you."

Zuo Chong said earnestly, lit a cigarette and continued: "While promoting Fumosa, I also published Meng Ting's case-solving story and stir up public opinion for me.

It is said that there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts. When the time is right, you can suggest that the two detectives compete. Well, in this way, let the business that just opened two days ago spend a sum of money and hold a competition.

Just take 50,000 yuan of oceans, which is almost 5,000 pounds, which is enough to make that Formosa excited. In addition, let the Cao Gang Ma Tianchang open a plate outside and everyone will pay for it together with you."

Guqi was a little confused after hearing this. Didn’t they just talk about the British detectives? Why did Meng Ting and the competition suddenly come up with? What does Cao Gang mean? Open a plate, what is it?

But the sentence that concerns everyone's seats will remind him that if Dai Chunfeng becomes the deputy director, will the section chief serve as the deputy director? In this way, wouldn't he have a chance?

His temples were pounding, and he couldn't help but feel excited: "I know, it's not too late now. I called a few old friends to talk to, but the morning newspaper probably didn't have time to publish it.

At the earliest, we have to wait for the Jinling Evening News tomorrow's special issue. Should we print a batch first to see the market response? However, it is difficult for a British man to have too many fans in the Republic of China.

After all, he was a young man or not? He calmed down after saying a few words, and soon realized that the people of the Republic of China might not be interested in detectives from Europe, unless they were dancers from Europe.

After all, no matter how powerful the detective is, what does it have to do with them? Besides, the long "friendship" between China and the UK has caused the people to dislike this country very much, so how could they pay attention to Formosa?

"That's why Meng Ting is needed."

Zuo Chong laughed: "If you stir up the people's emotions, use the Chinese-English competition as a selling point. Don't worry, those newspaper owners are very smart and know how to make a sensation."

Forget the special issue at noon, all evening newspapers will be released uniformly tomorrow night, preferably front page headlines. If not, the sub-page headlines should be launched together like a tsunami.”

He waved his arms while saying that, and played the accordion on the bed. After experiencing the baptism of the modern media wave, no one knows better about hype, controlling public opinion, and mobilizing readers' enthusiasm than him.

"Do you know what information bombing is? It means publishing news reports with the same content in large quantities and repetitions to ensure that the buyer can write this message when he opens any newspaper.

To form an illusion that you don’t know about this, it’s just that you are not well-informed. Then we don’t need to add fuel to the fire. Dignity and interests, and public opinion will engage in a contest with two geniuses.”

Zuo Chong arranged a large-scale operation in an understatement, without having to spend a penny, because the newspaper was eager to make two people known to everyone to expand the sales of newspapers.

The media people in the Republic of China are still simple. Is there no way to do without news? It should be that there is news, and there is no news to create news. If you add some national sentiment, it would be even better.

Gu Qi was so cold that he heard this. He easily manipulated people's hearts. It turned out that he was the section chief, was he good at Zhejiang Police Officers School, or was the section chief's family rules and precepts educated well.

"OK."

He nodded subconsciously, then realized that Zuo Chong could not see it, and quickly said, "I understand, I will execute immediately, and ensure that Formosa and Meng Ting become household names with the fastest speed."

"Well, after calling, go home and have a good rest. I heard that you have moved all the bedding rolls to the office. This is not possible, otherwise my sister-in-law should have an objection to me." Zuo Chong joked.

After saying that, he said good night, and hung up the phone. He had been in the tea shop for a few days and was sore all over. He had to rest early. Jinling would be very lively tomorrow, so he didn't want to miss a good show.

The night passed quickly.

Early in the morning, Zuo Chong changed into thick clothes, walked out of the dormitory building to exercise on the playground. The intelligence agents trained around him saw the section chief and quickly assigned two people to take care of the protection.

Although the rain had stopped all night, the ground was still very wet. If you accidentally fell, the ground was covered with a layer of mist, so you couldn't see clearly what was in front of you.

He knew that this was everyone's concern, so he would not refuse this kindness. After running a few laps, a pale fat man emerged from the fog and both sides bumped into each other.

"who?!"

"Section Chief, I, Guqi."

Zuo Chong was stunned for a moment, lowered his hand from his waist, and took a little closer. He was really his own deputy. His iconic Mediterranean hairstyle became more and more obvious, and his face was full of fatigue.

"Section Chief, the newspaper has been arranged. I'll go back and rest first. The dedicated line between Song Minghao and Wu Jingzhong has been moved to your office. Gui Youguang has arrested dozens of people overnight and is being interrogated."

Gucci yawned and made a simple handover of Corey's affairs. He was worried that he would not explain it clearly in person. If something went wrong, it would easily affect the next work.

"Okay, you can go to rest."

Zuo Chong looked serious and patted the other person on the shoulder. It was his luck to have such an old friend who didn't care about gains and losses. If he had a partner like Xu Enzeng, he might as well commit suicide.

For a long time, when he was performing tasks or was lazy, Guqi was responsible for the operation of the intelligence department and had never made any mistakes. Some things should be arranged in advance and could not make people feel cold.

If Dai Chunfeng was appointed as deputy director, he would definitely have to take charge of the affairs of the bureau headquarters. The department would also need a deputy director to preside over the work. Now there are two deputy directors, Zhang Yifu and Zheng Tingbing.

Zhang Yifu is just a short deputy director, and his appointment order has not been announced. He just issued a note from the Military Commission. Such a person cannot suppress the arrogant soldiers and generals of the Secret Service and can be eliminated.

Zheng Tingbing, rich and connected, was born in Huangpu, and had a bald guard. Unfortunately, he could not pee with Dai Chunfeng, and his vast friendships were not a good thing for the head of an intelligence agency.

It can also be excluded.

So after counting, it is most suitable for being the deputy director. If he is the deputy director, he will definitely hand over the intelligence department to a reliable person after a period of transition.

Regardless of age, qualifications, credit and military rank, there is only one person who can take over the position of head of the Intelligence Section, that is Guqi. In order to maintain the combat effectiveness of the Intelligence Section, this is the arrangement.

But it's still early.

Lao Dai's deputy director's horoscope has not yet been drawn.

Zuo Chong thought a lot on the way back to Honggong Temple, walked into the office building absent-mindedly, nodded perfunctorily with the spy who came and went, and walked along the stairs to the floor where the intelligence department belonged.

He began to worry about something, it doesn't matter whether he was promoted or not, but if he was promoted like this, the Gongdelin A prison area would probably not be able to escape. In a hurry, he shouted in the corridor with his waist on his waist.

"There is light!"

"arrive!"

Orders came back and forth from the large office.

The big bald man grabbed half a bun and ran out with a mouth full of greasy mouth. He was originally smiling and wanted to make a joke, but he saw the section chief's expression holding the bun and tribute to the report.

"The report section chief, and all forty-seven "underground party suspects" were controlled. 15 guns of various types were seized on the spot, and tons of tobacco were collected. The evidence was collected and the execution of the fire will begin at 9 o'clock in the morning. Please instruct."

"I'm talking nonsense again. Where did the underground party members get the opium? You must have read it wrong. Use your brain more in the future and don't just talk nonsense. Let's take me to see it."
Chapter completed!