After a long silence on the phone, there was finally a reply.
"Requesting to verify whether Minglou, the chief financial advisor of the fake Ministry of Finance and deputy director of the fake secret service committee, and his secretary Mingcheng, who have just arrived, are sent by us? Also, request the headquarters to deploy a traffic officer for him as soon as possible."
"Report the verification matter to Director Mao and let him make his own decision."
"yes!"
"As for the choice of traffic officer... I'll think about it again."
Hearing the hesitation in the other party's tone, the female translator took a deep breath, and then she mustered up the courage to say, "Director, Haitang is willing to go."
There was another long silence.
I don’t know how much time passed before the voice on the other side finally spoke again, “Do you still remember why I transferred you back from the ‘God of Wealth’ last time?”
"Remember."
"Then you still want to go to Shanghai now?"
"yes!"
"What's the reason?"
"You said: life and death partners, two people, one life."
"Well said! In that case, I'll let you go, but if you make the same mistake again..."
"I would like to receive the family law!"
"Pack your things and set off at dawn!"
"yes!"
…
A few days later.
As expected, Minglou is a poisonous snake!
Looking at the newly translated callback in front of him, Li Qiang clenched his fists unconsciously.
You must know that this method of directly verifying the true identity of latent personnel with high-level officials is a taboo. If it were not for the Death Plan that required oneself to be involved in it, let alone verifying the identity, I am afraid that he would have been transferred back to the receptionist.
It’s law!
However, Li Qiang had no intention of rejoicing at this time, because there were four words at the end of the telegram: The telegram has arrived and the person has arrived!
In other words, when I received this call back, the traffic officer should also be in place.
But I waited until late at night, but still didn't see half a person. Could it be that something happened on the road?
Just as he was thinking about it, a slight sound of footsteps suddenly came. Li Qiang immediately hid the radio station as quickly as possible before he could think about it carefully.
However, at this moment, a familiar voice rang from outside the door, "Stop working, it's me!"
As soon as these words came out, Li Qiang, who was busy hiding the radio station before, was stunned, and then there was a burst of ecstasy in his heart.
I couldn't wait to open the door and saw a tall, short-haired beauty standing there. I suppressed the excitement in my heart and tried to say to her in a calm tone: "Long time no see, Haitang!"
Haitang smiled sweetly, "Long time no see, team leader!"
"I didn't expect that Boss Dai would send you here." Li Qiang couldn't help but say after letting Haitang into the room.
"What? You don't want me to come?" Haitang sat down on the bed without noticing anything and asked.
"Of course! Since you were transferred back to the headquarters, I have lost three traffic officers. And compared to the Northeast, the situation here is much more complicated and severe."
"Don't worry, I will never be the fourth one. Tell me, what is the mission?" The tacit understanding between life and death partners naturally needs no words. After chatting for a few words, Haitang immediately went straight to the topic.
Li Qiang didn't say much. He turned around and took out a note and a photo of Acheng that he had prepared a long time ago. "Tomorrow morning, go to the Chinachem Hotel and find a way to hand over this note."
Give it to this person."
"good!"
…
There was nothing to say all night, and it was early the next morning.
Cheng was about to return to the room with a pot of freshly brewed coffee when he was "accidentally" bumped into by a young woman walking towards him. When she came to her senses, there was already a lot of coffee in the tray.
An envelope, but the woman had already disappeared without a trace.
However, when Cheng saw the note in the envelope, the cold sweat on his forehead started to flow down.
So after pretending to be calm and delivering the coffee to the room, Cheng immediately turned around and left the room, almost sprinting to the front desk at a speed of 100 meters, and quickly dialed a phone number...
University of Hong Kong, Student Affairs Office.
"Jingle Bell--!"
The phone rang, and as soon as the administrator answered the call, Cheng's voice came out along the radio waves.
"Excuse me, please help me call Mingtai, a student from the Department of Finance... Yes, I'll be waiting."
However, the strange thing is that after the administrator on the opposite side responded, he hung up the phone directly, and then a "beep beep" busy tone came from the phone. This made Cheng even more uneasy.
As for having to tap my fingers on the table to ease my inner impatience a bit.
"Hello?"
I don't know how long it took, but Mingtai's voice finally came through the phone, and Cheng let out a sigh of relief, "Mingtai, how are you doing lately? Nothing happened, right?"
"I'm fine, Brother Acheng...Is my eldest brother okay?"
"Fortunately, brother is very busy and asked me to pay more attention to you." At this point, Cheng paused for a moment, and then continued to ask anxiously, "...How is the weather in Hong Kong today?"
"It's a bit cold...it's raining!"
"Is it raining heavily? Did you bring an umbrella?" Cheng continued to ask.
"It's light rain, no need for an umbrella."
"Where do you live?"
"Where else can I live? In a student apartment!"
"House number?"
Mingtai became a little impatient: "Brother Acheng, are you annoyed?"
Cheng seemed not to have heard, and asked again, with a much harsher tone than before, "House number?"
"Building 5! 317!" Mingtai said with a pout, obviously a little unhappy at being asked.
"How was the food?"
"good."
"I'll hire a nanny for you in a few days and cook for you."
"I don't want it!" Mingtai quickly refused, "I'll eat in the school cafeteria."
"Are you used to eating in the cafeteria?"
"Brother Cheng, I don't want to hire a nanny. My classmates will laugh at me if they see me."
"Don't be stubborn with me! Long-distance calls are very expensive. Within three days, I will hire a nanny to cook for you. She will only cook and not affect your life, okay?"
Mingtai said helplessly: "...Okay."
"Go to class well, don't be playful, keep warm, and take care of yourself."
"I know, Brother Acheng."
"I'll send you a thousand yuan first. If it's not enough, you can tell me later."
"Thank you, Brother Cheng!" As soon as he heard that Cheng wanted to give him pocket money, Mingtai immediately said with a smile, and even the unpleasantness just now disappeared.
After hanging up the phone, Cheng let out a long sigh of relief. After confirming that Mingtai was safe and sound, Cheng felt that he felt a lot more relaxed.
Little did they know that on the other end of the phone, Wang Tianfeng took off his earphones with relief and ordered to the adjutant Guo Qiyun on the side: "Notify the Hong Kong Station and arrange everything in advance."
"yes!"
Wang Tianfeng then turned to look at Mingtai aside and ordered: "Go to class!"
Mingtai stood at attention first, and then left the room without saying a word...
However, just when Cheng paid the long-distance phone bill and was about to leave, he suddenly turned around and picked up the phone again...
