Early summer, twenty-four years of the Republic of China.

It had been more than half a month since Zuo Zhong and others returned to Jinling. During this period, all the goods on board the Dresden were sold out, and a lot of money was shared among the Secret Service. After all, eating alone is hated.

Captain Jensen also received dividends, and was extremely surprised to leave the ship's radio frequency and code book, expressing his willingness to maintain long-term cooperation. The government was considered to have laid a nail in the door for Germany.

As for Hase Ryosuke, he has already boarded a cruise ship to Tokyo, where this guy will be interviewed by Foreign Minister Hirota in recognition of his outstanding performance in the Berlin operation.

I don’t know how he deceived me. Not only did the Kwantung Army not look for trouble, but he even wanted to poach people. His growing reputation as an expert on China issues is indeed surprising.

Only Gisele Loyin's matter is more troublesome. Bald is still hesitant, but with the temptation of the Loyin family's willingness to provide support from the European and American political and business circles, there is a high probability that she will agree.

There is nothing trivial about diplomacy.

That day in the office of the Deputy Director of the Secret Service, Zuo Zhong stood in front of the mirror and looked at the three triangles and two golden horizontal bars on his collar badge. He couldn't help but fell into deep thought. What are the admission criteria for Gongdelin?

"Deputy Director, your Baoding Medal."

He Yijun next to him delivered a critical hit at the right time. Yes, after the task of receiving the weapon pattern was completed, the bald man waved his hand in surprise and promoted a certain fellow to a rank and a medal.

Don't think that the fruit party of a colonel walking around with generals is not valuable. This is an official military rank issued by the Military Commission's Executive Office, not a job title issued to yourself by some cats and dogs.

Those local lieutenant generals, major generals and division commanders are just colonels or even lieutenant colonels in the national government files. This shows that the official military rank is valuable, but it is difficult to be promoted again.

For example, according to the rules, a colonel must go through a 4-year suspension period and perform outstanding service before he has the opportunity to be promoted to major general. The details depend on whether you are a good person, but this has nothing to do with Deputy Director Zuo.

He, there is someone above him~

The reason why Zuo Zhong was so solemnly dressed was because the annual 4.1 conference had begun, which was the anniversary of the founding of the Secret Service. He happened to be in Zhejiang Province last year to attend the event, and he had to attend this year.

The specific process is that starting from the director of the department, Dai Chunfeng, the officers at all levels come on stage one by one to pour chicken soup, draw big cakes, and then everyone drinks blood wine together. Yes, it is the way of sworn friendship in the world.

He let He Yijun sort out the medals on his chest, secretly praying that there would be no blood disease patients, otherwise he would really die in the same year and month, why would the team building engage in such a gangster ritual, MD.

In addition, the new recruits from the special training class of the Hangcheng Police Officer School happened to report that in order to show the dignity of a superior, it is inevitable to wear all these messy things, and they must be dressed decently.

It's a pity that there are too few medals. If it were to form a bulletproof vest on the chest, it would be so majestic. Xun Zong wouldn't dare to overstep it, so he could just ask Xiao Xun Zong to make do with it. He really wouldn't mind it at all.

Zuo Zhong tugged at the folds of his clothes, put on his cloth cylindrical hat and walked out of the office. The agents who passed by immediately stood up and saluted and said hello. The deputy director's shouts of hello echoed in the office building.

"OK."

"Okay, everyone is doing well."

.....

They greeted each other like this all the way. When he arrived at Dai Chunfeng's office, he felt that his face was almost cramped from laughing. No wonder people said that the official's face shape was that of a square and round person, and he smiled so much.

In the midst of his random thoughts, Zuo Zhong saw Mr. Qianyi and the chief secretary Li Qiwu. The two men were secretly discussing something in front of their desk in a low voice, and they were obviously trying to figure out who they were plotting against.

Seeing him coming, Li Qiwu quickly put a letter into his pocket and said hello with a smile on his face. A young lieutenant who didn't even pay military salute when he saw his superior officer was really in need.

Also, what is there to keep secret about the letter? Such tension must be related to Yuzi. Is the opponent Japanese or an underground party? It seems that we need to test it out and find a way to get the details.

Zuo Zhong's mind was spinning, and he greeted Teacher Bianyi respectfully on the surface: "Teacher, the conference will start in half an hour. The students came here to ask you if you want to have a dinner after the conference."

"Dinner? It's up to you to decide."

Dai Chunfeng smiled and waved his hand, and then suddenly looked at Li Qiwu: "Qiwu, shouldn't you, the chief secretary, be responsible for such small things? How can you let Shen Zhong take care of it?

He has just returned from abroad. He has traveled 20,000 to 30,000 kilometers back and forth. He has no time to rest and has to report tasks to the leader and me. It is really difficult. You have to take care of the logistics in the future."

Although Dai Chunfeng didn't say anything harsh, Li Qiwu, who was familiar with his temper, sensed the dissatisfaction of his old classmate, and he was tricked by the little bastard named Zuo. He was really a villain who was determined to retaliate.

Just because his brother Li Wanli was a little rude when they first met each other, this person took them to the local and overseas district stations. If Zheng Tingbing hadn't come forward, he might still be at Peking Station.

The more Li Qiwu thought about it, the angrier he became, and he immediately wanted to tell the matter. Fortunately, during the period when the other party left Jinling, his relationship with Dai Chunfeng gradually returned to what it was before, and they were able to have a fight.

As a result, before he could speak, Zuo Zhong smiled and shook his head and explained: "Teacher, you misunderstood, Brother Qi Wu is very conscientious, and he handles all the work in our department in an orderly manner.

This is the first time for students to participate in the anniversary, so I am a little nervous, so I want to personally inquire about the preparation process. Please don't blame Director Li wrongly, otherwise I will become a villain."

"You, you are just too kind."

Dai Chunfeng laughed and said something, which felt a bit like swearing. No one knew what the old spy was thinking. Maybe his subordinates were biting each other, which was what he wanted to see, as he was well versed in people's hearts.

Besides, Li Qiwu next to him almost spit out a mouthful of blood when he heard the word "kindness". If the other person is a kind person, then he himself is a sincere and benevolent gentleman. Old classmate, you don't know how to recognize people!

After Dai Chunfeng finished speaking to Zuo Zhong, he raised his hand to look at his watch, stood up and straightened his collar. Today he also wore a military uniform for a rare occasion, and his shiny major general rank and medals seemed to be waxed.

In a short period of time, he defeated Xu Enzeng, squeezed out Director Chen, took control of the Guo Party's intelligence system, and completed many difficult tasks assigned by the bald man. He was indeed a bit inflated at this time.

"Let's go to the conference room."

Dai Chunfeng said something and walked in front, followed closely by Zuo Zhong and Li Qiwu. When they appeared in the corridor, shouts of "Hello, Director" and "Hello, Deputy Director" could not be heard.

Li Qiwu's face was a little dark. He was a senior officer in the department. Why should he ask about the good of the person named Zuo instead of asking about his own good? Just wait for these villains who just follow the wind. There will always be a time when you will regret it.

It's just that the forest is big and there are all kinds of birds. After walking for a while, someone actually said that Director Li was good. This made Li Qiwu happy. He remembered the other person's appearance in his heart and decided to promote him if he had the opportunity.

He didn't notice that Zuo Zhong on the side also gave the other party a cold look and began to recall the personnel establishment of the Northeast and Japanese stations. It would be a waste to be so smart and not take on the Japanese.

With three thoughts in mind, the three people walked to the conference room where the anniversary meeting for the founding of the Secret Service was held. At this time, dozens of secret agents, large and small, came. Seeing this, they all stood up and greeted the two chiefs.

You said Li Qiwu,

Who the hell is paying attention to him?

Most of the people present were old brothers from the Chicken Goose Lane days. They knew each other well, had performed missions together, and had a life-long friendship. A guy who got to the position by flattering was nothing.

Especially since this person once rebelled against his virginity and then against Deputy Director Zheng, he will soon become a slave of the third surname. To make friends with such a treacherous and renegade villain, is it too hard on your neck?

Being looked at by so many disdainful eyes, Li Qiwu's face turned red with anger and he wished he could find a way to get in. He secretly swore in his heart that one day he would become the middle person on the stage.

Zuo Zhong exchanged friendly greetings with his men. He didn't know the other man's arrogant thoughts, otherwise he would definitely tell this man that the person sitting in the middle was not necessarily a superior, but could also be a criminal on trial.

However, beating a dog depends on the owner. Unexpectedly, he pulled Li Qiwu and started chatting with everyone. Looking at the way they were holding each other's back, people who didn't know better thought that these two were brothers.

Dai Chunfeng looked at this scene with a smile. What is the big picture? This is the big picture. It is normal to have conflicts at work, but you can't blow wind and throw away small shoes. This is what Shen Zhi did very well.

When the superior is in a good mood, his subordinates are in a better mood. The conference room is filled with a happy atmosphere. When the newcomers line up to enter, they secretly rejoice, feeling that it is not difficult to get along in the Secret Service.

As all the participants arrived, the 4.1 conference began in a peaceful atmosphere. Dai Chunfeng spoke tens of thousands of words eloquently, and the content was nothing more than official stereotypes of looking back on the past and looking forward to the future.

Especially those vows to eradicate banditry and help the country, on this special day of April Fool's Day, are quite ironic and dark humorous. Regardless of whether others believe it or not, you must believe it yourself first.

The next person to appear was Zuo Zhong. He summarized his previous work from a business perspective and put forward some new requirements. The newcomers listened carefully and looked at this legendary figure excitedly.

Just two or three years after the other party graduated from the police academy, he was promoted to the rank of colonel, officer, and deputy director of the Secret Service. With such a living example in front of him, what reason did he have for not working hard?

Not far away, the secret agents who were hired last year had complicated expressions. They thought the same way at the time, but now they understand that becoming a deputy director cannot be achieved through personal ability.

Three hours later.

The anniversary meeting for the founding of the Secret Service came to a successful conclusion. The grassroots personnel went to the canteen under the leadership of their respective superiors, while the other middle- and senior-level secret agents followed Dai Chunfeng, chatting and laughing as they prepared to go to the Crane Tower.

Suddenly, a black car stopped quickly in front of everyone, and a colonel jumped out of the car and shouted anxiously: "Director Dai, Deputy Director Zuo, the leader has summoned you for something, please come with me to Qilu for an audience."

The smiles on Dai Chunfeng and Zuo Zhong's faces slowly faded, and they quickened their pace and got into each other's car. The car emitted a burst of exhaust gas and then sped away. The other agents looked at each other with solemn eyes.

Something big happened!

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Chapter completed!