Early the next morning, Wu Mian rushed to the wealthy area of the city and met Zhou Tongxun at his residence.
Zhou Tongxun is just fifty years old this year. He has worked his way from the grassroots to the position of deputy minister of the Ministry of Security. Because he has been working on the front line for most of his life, he looks older than he looks. At first glance, he gives the impression that
I feel very much like someone in their sixties.
At this time, Zhou Tongxun was trying hard to compete for the position of minister. He knew that the head of the secret service agency like Wu Mian could play a more effective role than other departments, so he acted very enthusiastically: "Xiao Wu, you haven't eaten yet, I'll let you
The nanny has cooked the porridge. Let's go and let's eat and talk."
Wu Mian looked at the tiredness on Zhou Tongxun's face and said with a smile: "It seems that Vice Minister Zhou didn't have a good rest last night."
"People within the system are either at the grassroots level and are only responsible for a bunch of things in their own hands and don't have to think about anything. Or they are full-time workers and are only responsible for assigning and distributing tasks. They don't have to be deputy positions. They do nothing but top-level duties every day.
A lot of work has been handed down, and a lot of issues raised below have to be dealt with, so I won’t have any time off for a moment!”
Zhou Tongxun sat at the dining table: "You should know about the recent affairs of the Nao Ling Order in Kyoto, right?"
"Is it the Mechanical Spirit Cult?" Wu Mian sat opposite Zhou Tongxun: "Their station in the suburbs of Beijing was eradicated by our nine departments in cooperation with the three departments. Why, they have resurfaced again?"
"Yes, I don't know where this spiritual sect came from. Not only is it doing evil in Kyoto, but it is also spreading throughout the region. Related cases have been reported in many cities. Last night, a member of the Congress was beaten up in the middle of the night.
If he calls to ask about this matter, he can't sleep, so I have to stay with him."
Zhou Tongxun picked up a small steamed bun and took a bite: "I'm not from the student department, and I don't get to do good things in the department, but I have never avoided such a thankless job."
Wu Mian took over the words: "According to our investigation, this Spiritual Religion Group does not seem to be a domestic force. Is there a clear target for the force behind them?"
Zhou Tongxun shook his head: "It's not that easy. The spiritual sects in other areas are not as evil as those in Kyoto. They all incite the people to smash and loot. In the past few years, science and technology have developed too fast. Social classes have become seriously divided. Civil society
There is a lot of resentment, and they may not support the actions of the Spiritual Religion Group, but at least it is an outlet. Capitalism is like this, and it does not care about the life and death of everyone."
Wu Mian changed the subject: "You are going to take me to see Director Feng today. What is his attitude towards your promotion?"
"It's ambiguous. Feng Yuzhang is a conservative. Of course he hopes that the violent machine of the police can be in the hands of conservatives, but this has always been the private territory of the student department, and they can't get involved, so they chose to support me."
Zhou Tongxun wanted to win Wu Mian's side, and he said it very straightforwardly: "The conservatives and the Student Affairs Department have different concepts, so the relationship is not harmonious. And the Guard Department is an important force in the Student Affairs Department. Even if the conservatives can't win,
Even if the police force is just messed up, it will be enough to give the police department a headache. To put it simply, I am a pawn in the game between both sides, but even if I am willing to be a pawn, conservative people may not help me.
So I went to see Feng Yuzhang today just to pretend to be a grandson."
Wu Mian said at the right time: "To be honest, I don't think conservatives are a good choice either. Their circle is most particular about blood. If you are not from a noble family, you will not be able to enter the core at all."
"Haha, you are thinking too far. Let alone the core, I am not even sure whether I can enter their circle, and their factions are all used to control the government. As long as I can get into contact with the police department,
Damn, this life is enough."
Zhou Tongxun smiled and stuffed the bun into his mouth: "Eat quickly, we have to rush to Fu County after lunch. My blood pressure has been a bit high recently and I can't ride in the hover car. We have to take a wheeled car to set off. It's a three-hour drive."
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Wu Mian was startled: "Fu County? Why did Feng Yuzhang choose the place to meet so far away?"
Zhou Tongxun put down his chopsticks: "In private meetings, of course, the fewer people know about it, the better. Feng Yuzhang has a private manor in Fu County. Few outsiders know about it. He is on vacation there recently. He is willing to meet me in a private space. This is
Good thing."
…
Fu County is four hundred kilometers away from Kyoto and is a small county with a population of only a few hundred thousand.
This county is famous for its Fuyun Mountain, and a huge national forest park has been built in the mountain. However, few people know that the area of this national park that is not open to the public is the residence of Feng Yuzhang, a financial official of the United Government.
At eight o'clock in the morning, the sun was shining in the luxuriously decorated bedroom, and Feng Yuzhang was also doing "vigorous exercise" on the bed.
He is already in his sixties, but he is well-maintained, at least his face does not reveal his true age.
Two minutes later, Feng Yuzhang lay on the bed panting, and the young woman on his side also got up sensibly and wiped his body.
Feng Yuzhang picked up a cigar and lit it: "I need to meet a guest here later. If there's nothing else, you can go."
The young woman nodded sensibly: "Mr. Feng, during this period of time, I want to invest in a business, but the funds are a little tight, so you see..."
Feng Yuzhang's face darkened: "Didn't I just help your brother transfer his job a while ago? Why do you need to pay me again so soon?"
The young woman explained angrily: "Mr. Feng, I didn't mean that. Don't think too much about it. I just..."
Feng Yuzhang stared at the young woman with displeasure in his eyes: "You are just a waiter in a state hotel. I fell in love with you just because of your skin. This is enough for you to change your destiny. But you must also understand that you are not
It’s valuable, before you talk to me about business, you have to learn to measure your own value, what do you think?”
The young woman nodded repeatedly: "Yes, I understand. I will not mention this kind of thing again in the future."
"Recently, I will transfer your job and let you work in the finance department, but you must also remember this sentence: I can give you some things, but you must not reach out and take them yourself. You must understand the meaning of your existence."
Feng Yuzhang waved his hand: "I want to rest for a while, you can go."
…
Twenty minutes later, the young woman left the scenic spot and got into a mid-range private car.
The man sitting in the driver's seat saw the young woman getting into the car and started the car: "How is it? How much did that old guy give you?"
The young woman said with a cold face: "Give me a shit, there's nothing."
"What did you say?" The man stepped on the brakes and looked at the young woman with a gloomy face: "That old guy is a senior official of the Ministry of Finance. To him, money is nothing more than a series of numbers. You have been with him for so long, but
You just asked him for money, how could he not give it to you? Didn't you just swallow the money yourself?"
The young woman responded angrily: "What are you talking about? If it weren't for the power, do you think I would be willing to sleep with that old man? I told him about the money, but he made it clear that he would not give it to me.
I only asked for a penny to help me transfer my job!"
"Damn it, you old bastard!" The man cursed with a gloomy face, picked up the phone and dialed a number: "You enter the scenic spot now, let's take action today."
The young woman's eyes twitched when she heard the man's conversation: "Miao Qishui, what do you want to do?"
The man opened the armrest box and took out a pistol with a gloomy expression: "Damn it! That old bastard has made me a cuckold for so long, and he actually wants to do it for free! Since he won't give me the money, I'll get it from him myself!