The special service team, it sounds like a faraway thing. It quickly became a trump card under the General Administration when it was established. Any absurd and suspenseful case can be quickly made as long as it is handed over to its hands. Diplomacy disappearance case, Baiyunguan national treasure theft case, Three Gorges child captive case, Southern Province Minjiao case, Shandong locust plague case... One major case after another represents its once extremely glorious past. However, so many young people in the General Administration, which have frequent updates and generations, have no idea of ​​this glorious name.

Many people are even very surprised. Why are there two special service groups, three and four groups below the action site, but there is no one group? What is the saying?

Times have changed, and people have left and tea is cold. Not many people remember the special service group that is extremely respectable. Among the members of that year, Zhang Liyun and I went to East China Theological College to work as a teacher. Xu Dandingping was transferred to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to become a military officer in France. Nur and Zhang Da understood that they were missing. Three Zhang died on the battlefield. The little white fox disappeared and the fish disappeared. The fish entered Laoshan. Lin Hao had plastic surgery undercover and Zhao Zhonghua returned home. He drifted everywhere for a while and it was difficult to get together again.

And now, it finally appeared again like a phoenix in the fire, and once again appeared in the General Administration. Some people here came back, while others could never come back.

Only by inheriting the will of the predecessors can the people who stay behind be able to move forward step by step.

When I said this, Zhang Liyun, Xiaobaihuer and Buyu were so excited that they burst into tears. No one would look forward to reappearing glory than those of them who had personally experienced a glorious group of special service groups. The other four people couldn't help but become particularly solemn under the influence of such an atmosphere.

After leaving Wang Hongqi's small building office, I found my immediate boss Lao Song.

These years have passed, and he has become a wife and has become a mother-in-law. He has been promoted from the deputy director of the business in charge of the operation department to a full-time position. This guy was extremely happy when he saw me. He rushed over and hugged me tightly. He was so enthusiastic that he seemed to be a couple who had been separated from me for many years. I finally pushed him away. Director Song said with a smile: "Black Hand Twin City, you have a reputation in the world in the past two years, and others have even listed you as the number one master among the younger generation today. Why? I disliked me, Old Song, and I was not as good as you, so I didn't contact me, right?"

I smiled bitterly and said, "Tao Song, my old leader, are you scolding me - in the past two or three years, I have been teaching in front of a scholar at East China Theological Seminary. How can I compare with you, the boss of the General Administration with a prosperous official?"

Director Song waved his hand exaggeratedly and said, "It's not powerful enough? In 1997, you became famous in one battle. He killed the Golden Flower Prince, slapped King Wu Mu in the face, and fought against the hundreds of heroes of Yan and Zhao, killing those guys in a row. For a moment, the green forest in the north was silent. When you mentioned your name, Chen Zhicheng was inexplicably terrified and sweated. Then you lie in a few years, and with one move, you killed the arrogant and domineering killer pavilion. Do you know how many people woke up in the middle of the night? Unexpectedly, you had to make trouble and destroy King Wu Mu again, and uproot the Taihang Wu family - do you know what others call you now?"

I said with a cold sweat on my face, "What are you calling me?"

"There is no chance to break the door, and the old demon Chen in the two cities of the black hand!"

Director Song shouted exaggeratedly and said with an excited look: "It's not me that you have an exaggeration. Now your reputation in the world is definitely much stronger than Mr. Wang. Others call you Old Demon Chen, treating you as a life-seeking evil spirit with three feet tall and blue face and red eyes. If those people know that you return to the General Administration and rebuild the Special Service Group, I am afraid that those guys who are interested in doing bad things will inevitably think twice before doing... "

I shrugged my shoulders and said to him helplessly: "Tao Song, you don't know what's going on, don't hurt me here - okay, I won't say much else, Chen Zhicheng comes to return to the team, please accept it!"

I saluted him, and Director Song replied to me solemnly and said with a solemn look: "The reason I say so much is mainly to express one sentence, that is - welcome home!"

When I come back this time, in addition to reorganizing the special service team, I will also hold another position, which is the deputy director of the second department.

This position is not the business scope of Director Song before, but a position treatment, which shows that the General Administration attaches great importance to my return this time. Although such promotions are not gradual, as Director Song said, although I have not been in the General Administration in the past few years and have not made much contribution, no one will say anything about it with the previous credit book of the Special Service Group and the outstanding achievements I have shown at this moment. The only thing that may be a little dissatisfied in my heart may be the other leaders of the Special Service Group.

Huang Yangshen, the second group of Special Service, Zhao Chengfeng, the third group of Special Service, and Wang Peng, the fourth group of Special Service, have performed extremely actively in recent years, especially in the major event at the beginning of the year, and have won the attention of the elderly in the game. These people need strength and credit, and when I came, I stood in such a position and became their nominal leader, this matter may be a bit difficult.

Director Song talked to me a few words, and listened to the meaning of his words, that was, the above did not intend to help me solve the problem, so I would just let me deal with the specific situation myself.

The organization is not a nanny, and it will not take care of you. It only gives you a platform. If you can't even handle this matter well, then there is really no need to stay in this position.

Because you don't have this ability.

I had a long conversation with Director Song in the office and roughly talked about the future formation of the Special Service Group. I would like to wait until the work to continue to communicate with the specific details.

When I left Director Song's office, it was already evening. However, as soon as I walked out of the office building, I saw Huang Yangshen, Zhao Chengfeng and Wang Peng were both waiting for me outside.

Zhao Chengfeng warmly greeted me and said to me: "Deputy Director Chen, since we got off work, we team leaders have been waiting here forever, just waiting to welcome you, our future superior. Don't refuse!"

He shook hands with me enthusiastically, while I shook Huang Yangshen and Wang Peng one by one, then said helplessly: "Everyone is an old acquaintance and brothers, why do you say so many things to say? Lao Zhao, do you have any objections to me? If so, I will communicate with you well!"

Zhao Chengfeng was a wonderful person. When he heard my words, he shrugged and said, "Okay, I originally wanted to touch the leader's stinky feet, but if you are so unrestrained, I won't pretend, haha!"

The four of them shook hands with each other, and Huang Yangshen said to me with a shame: "Old Chen, I'm sorry."

He said this, of course, apologized for the actions of his elder. I worked hard to overthrow King Wumu, but in the end I took advantage of Huang Tianwang. This made Huang Yangshen, who was a little embarrassed, unable to hold on, but I didn't mind too much. I smiled generously and patted his shoulders, and everything was indifferent.

I am polite to Zhao Chengfeng, but I feel a little kind of affection with Wang Peng. After all, I met this disciple of Qingcheng Mountain Dreamer since childhood. At that time, Nur and I were close to me as close as brothers. After shaking hands, I hugged him and looked at each other, and the relationship was indifferent.

After everyone exchanged greetings, they naturally did not stop and prepared to find a place to drink nearby.

Before leaving, I found Zhang Liyun and asked him to find the responsible personnel of the logistics department of the bureau to help others arrange it, but I stopped with them.

The four of them did not go to a very high-end place. They found an authentic old Kyoto restaurant in a nearby Maoer Hutong, hot hotpot, mutton with clear soup and plain water, and covered with sesame paste, and drank it with Erguotou. After a few cups, the mood came up. They talked a lot of words, and talked about the past years, as well as the current situation and secrets, and they were all kinds of fun.

The most active atmosphere during the meal was of course Zhao Chengfeng. This guy from Longhu Mountain was nicknamed "Secretly Shousing Shuangcheng". He was naturally a guy who was good at adjusting the atmosphere. He could always control the scene in his own hands, criticizing current ills with one word, and taking care of everyone. Huang Yangshen was born in a noble family, and his words and deeds were not slapped by Zhao Chengfeng's limelight. Only Wang Peng and I did not say much, but instead became accompaniment.

For such a meal, from the evening to the late night, everyone drank a little high, but they were very close to each other. After being bombarded by the restaurant, they staggered out of the door and left each other. I walked towards the original assigned residence. Without taking two steps, someone called me behind. When I turned around, I saw Wang Peng standing in the dark, his eyes were bright, and he was smiling at me.

When he smiled like this, I couldn't help but be happy. I walked over and patted his chest hard. Wang Peng stretched his waist and said to me, "I'm so upset when I heard Zhao Chengfeng's son chirping all night?"

I spit out the turbid air and said depressedly: "No, who is patient except himself?"

Wang Peng asked me if I wanted to have another drink. I shook my head and said that I had a headache if I drank too much. My brothers didn’t care about that meal. It would be better to leave and savor some alcohol.

He nodded, so the two of them walked back side by side. Wang Peng smiled and said, "Don't look at Zhao Chengfeng's praise of you tonight, but when you come back to the General Administration, the person who is most unhappy is probably him. You probably don't know this, right?"

I shrugged and said, "I may not know where I have worked with him for several years. When he stuck out his butt, he was so shitty that he was still fucking. I could see at a glance."

Wang Peng shook his head and asked me seriously: "I won't talk about that guy, by the way, you have any plans to rebuild the Special Service Group?"

I thought about it and said, "I have to recruit people. In addition to the few I brought, there are a few candidates. I want to recruit them to the door."
Chapter completed!