The next morning.

In the Sichuan Prefecture, an officer saluted Meng Xi: "Reporting to the Bureau, my name is Deng Wenzhao, Director Wu asked me to cooperate with your work."

Meng Xi sat on the chair, looked down at Deng Wenzhao's resume, and slowly looked up and said, "You used to be in the Wu Military Supervision Bureau, and you have been in the position of regional responsibility?"

"Yes." Deng Wenzhao nodded.

Meng Xi closed his resume, looked at him with a smile and asked, "I have a question for you. If there is a conflict between me and Director Wu, which side are you on?"

Deng Wenzhao was confused when he heard this, and he was completely confused about Meng Xi's pulse.

Meng Xi looked at him and said nothing.

Deng Wenzhao thought for a brief moment, and then replied: "The conflict between the directors involves too high levels. Our subordinates have low political awareness and shallow vision, so they dare not express their opinions. But if Director Meng doesn't like me, he can change others to assist you in your work."

"Haha!" Meng Xi laughed and nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, I'm very quick in response. I'll give you a task."

"Please speak with the bureau."

"First, collect information on group incidents caused by Tianfu Group and select the identity of the public representatives, but you cannot arrest people, you cannot alarm the snake. You must investigate secretly and not allow the information to be leaked." Meng Xi's face showed a serious expression: "Secondly, when selecting the identity of the leading people, you must work hard in two directions: internal and external directions. If you understand this relationship thoroughly, can you understand what I mean?"

"Full understand." Deng Wenzhao replied confidently.

"You can do this, go ahead!"

"Yes, then I'll go and arrange it."

"Okay, after you go out, let the financial department in the bureau approve some money for me. I will treat you tonight." Meng Xi replied.

"yes!"

After the two of them communicated, Deng Wenzhao left, and Fu Zhen, who was so idle, came over and asked, "What position do you have to arrange for me?"

"Dean of the Institute of Health of the Military and Political Investigation Bureau." Meng Xi replied after thinking for a while.

Fu Zhen reacted for a long time and cursed: "Fuck, what do you mean? Let me be the cleaning leader? Damn, this is better than farming..."

"Haha." Meng Xi smiled: "If you don't have a specific job, just follow me."

"No, I have no problem with you, but you have to arrange a position for me that can brag about the outside world!" Fu Zhen was a little anxious: "...I've been out for so long and I don't have a serious title. When Lao Fu asked, how embarrassed I am?!"

"What position do you want?"

"Director of the Office of the Military and Political Investigation Bureau, what do you think?" Fu Zhen asked.

"I asked you to be the director, how do you think?" Meng Xi rolled his eyes: "Where do you look like a director? Who would believe this if you say it?"

Fu Zhen thought for a moment: "Then like this, give me the director of the Secret Operations Department!"

"Okay, you are the only one in this department for the time being. You have seen the situation here. There are few people and many things, so you really can't deserve any manpower." Meng Xi nodded directly.

"...Fuck, I'm just the only one myself," Fu Zhen cursed silly: "Chuan Mansion, this is a place for pyramid scheme fraud!"

"Don't talk, Director Fu. Now I'll give you a task to order a better restaurant for me and send an invitation to Ruan Qi and Xu's family, and Ding Xuanwei from the Eighth District, and said that at 8 o'clock in the evening, I'll invite these people to dinner."

"Who do you want to ask? Don't you need to write it clearly?" Fu Zhen.

"Call whoever comes will ask for it, no need to write it." Meng Xi said lightly: "You go and do it."

"I don't understand one thing." Fu Zhen looked at Meng Xi curiously.

"What's the matter?"

"You said you haven't been in the center of rights for more than a year. Why does it seem like you know this case in particular?"

"Because I know what I want to do in the future and what is appropriate for me." Meng Xi replied lightly: "I know more about what the Commander-in-Chief wants me to do."

Although Fu Zhen is not stupid, his understanding of politics is still a bit simple. After thinking for a long time, he replied: "To put it bluntly, your focus of work is to lick Commander Qin? And my focus of work is to lick you now, but I don't know who will lick you in the future, right?"

“Very right.”

"...Fuck, if your tongue has no endurance, you really can't do this secret operation director." Fu Zhen muttered and quickly left the office.

...

After the invitation was sent out, Lao Qi directly refused to say that he was feeling unwell and did not attend the banquet. Mr. Ruan from the Ruan family, second uncle Ruan Ming, Xu Yan and Xu Lei from the Xu family, and Ding Xuanwei from the Eighth District all expressed that he would be invited to attend the evening banquet.

At around six o'clock in the evening, Meng Xi, who had been in the office for a day, changed into clean and tidy clothes and walked out.

"The bureau chief, some workers went on strike today, and the public responded strongly, and many branches of Tianfu Group were surrounded and smashed." A real director of the investigation bureau immediately came over and said, "At our instructor, the news department has already suppressed the report that was originally about to be published, but this matter has developed a bit in an out-of-control direction."

"All the workers went on strike?" Meng Xi was a little surprised.

"Yes, except for the fact that there was no reaction in the Nanmu area, there were workers on strike in Yuanshan and Taoli. Especially in the real estate industry, many workers were sitting quietly at the construction site." The director thought for a while and said, "Do you want to ask the State Council of Police and some garrisons to suppress it a little?"

"No." Meng Xi waved his hand: "Don't worry about the things on the street, just let them make trouble and see how much trouble they can make."

The director was a little confused: "If the matter gets out of control, the headquarters may have to hold the responsibility, and we can't explain it at that time!"

"Don't worry, I'll take care of anything if something happens." Meng Xi ordered while walking out: "You only care about monitoring, but you are not allowed to intervene, and you are not allowed to ask other departments to intervene."

"Okay, I understand." The director nodded.

"I'll go to have a meal first." Meng Xi quickly left.

The director walked to the office with the information. An operator of the same level, holding coffee, asked in a low voice: "Hey, Lao Zhou, what's the style of our new director?"

"I can't understand." The director shook his head.

...

In Luhuai, District 7, Li Bokang sat on a chair and frowned and said, "Another apply for 10 million from the upper level and spread it to Sichuan Mansion. Before something happens to Tianfu Group, we have to lay the groundwork."

"Yes!" the subordinate nodded.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, in a private room in a top hotel in Chongqing, people from Ruan and Xu's family, as well as Ding Xuanwei from the eighth district, all sat down.

Lao Ding took a sip of water and asked everyone with a smile: "You guys say, what do you want to do when Meng Xi comes up this time?"

Xu Yan didn't say anything, and the second uncle Ruan Ming immediately replied: "He is not a good person."
Chapter completed!