The early morning light is always as hazy as silk, like a timid little girl hesitating behind the mountains. Such a delicate and lovely scene should not appear in the eyes of people like Yun Luo. Being in politics is something that will make people sad.
People have gradually become indifferent to work, and now that he is in a high position, he should have nothing to do with such tenderness.
But this kind of scenery is the most he has seen in the past few years. Since becoming the president's personal secretary eight years ago, the time that originally belonged to him has been completely deprived of him, from south to north, from east to west, day and night.
It was no longer a reason to limit his schedule. Except for the 50-hour holiday during the New Year, he spent 80% of the time falling asleep and waking up in this morning light.
Yun Luo rolled up the car window, took out the razor from the storage cabinet between the driver and passenger, stared at the rearview mirror, and straightened out her face that had not been groomed for three days.
"Yun Bureau, would you like to find a place to eat? I see that you haven't eaten much in the past three days."
The driver of the vehicle was Jing Ming, Yunluo's assistant for eight years, who had followed him since he was the director of a district public security bureau in Xinzhou City.
"No, the president asked me to report to him as soon as possible. Let's go back to Tiandu as soon as possible."
Tiandu City is the capital of the Kingdom of China, and the straight-line distance from Shuchuan City is about 1,500 kilometers.
"As soon as possible, which means there is no set time, right?"
"You kid, okay, we are almost arriving in Xinzhou now, please take me to my mother's place to have a look."
"Understood!"
Yunluo retracted his kick to the backrest of Jingling. Although in the eyes of outsiders he was a complete workaholic, in fact he also had his own "fishing guide" after having been in politics for many years.
"Go to the old place and I'll bring some fruit to my mother."
Yun Luo took out his cell phone, switched back to his personal calling card, and frowned as if reflexively.
"On the New Year's Day, Yunmo and his family wish cousin Yunluo a happy holiday and a happy family!"
"I miss my loved ones more during the Lantern Festival, Yunmo wishes my cousin Yunluo..."
Yun Luo crossed out the congratulatory text messages that filled the notification bar of his mobile phone. Ever since he was lucky enough to be promoted to secretary by the president, this cousin who had never been in contact with each other before had started using his usual method: using all possible means.
He came here to show his courtesy to Yun Luo, hoping that he could become his political backer, so that he could pay less for his small actions, and would not need to send several extra gifts to give him a gift like before.
Although Yunluo is not disgusted with this kind of thoughts and habits passed down from his father's generation, he has seen countless colleagues get into trouble over the years, and he clearly knows that small greed will lead to regrets. They are not shadow killers, or even shadow killers.
Behaviors are all carried out in accordance with another layer of "law". Although it seems loose, there is still a bottom line.
Many people always confuse these things, and they don't even know the existence of these rules. A platform of lies requires more lies to build, and a "help" will definitely lead to fear one day in the future. The so-called fear and regret all come from
In the past, if you didn’t even know the rules, you shouldn’t copy what happened, as that would harm the entire profit chain.
"Xiaojing, our car should be official, right?"
"It's the car you used when you went home for the New Year a few months ago. Considering the purpose of this trip, the hospital didn't send me an official car."
"Do you remember my cousin who was always in favor of others?"
Yunluo put away his phone, and on the screen was the message he had just received:
"I just learned that cousin Yunluo is coming to Xinzhou. Cousin, I have already arranged a room at our own Yunyan Restaurant..."
"We see each other every New Year, but we don't interact too much according to Yun Bureau's instructions."
"Then how did he know I was going to New South Wales?"
Yun Luo's tone became colder, and Jing Ling's back was already soaked. He often worked among old people like Yun Luo, and he was accustomed to thinking that Yun Mo also knew the most basic protective habits.
Yun Luo coughed lightly, and Jing Ling saw him looking out the window in the rearview mirror.
"You have been with me for eight years. Even if I don't tell you, you should know some of the rules of our industry, right?"
"Yun...Yun Bureau, I..."
"One Zhuge Liang can revitalize the entire Shu Kingdom, but one Liu Chan can also destroy his father's decades of performance."
Yun Luo sighed and turned to meet the trembling eyes in the rearview mirror. Then Jing Ling heard the sound of a pistol being loaded.
"Yun Bureau!"
"While driving, I ask a question and you answer."
Jing Ling felt something cylindrical pressing against the back of his heart through the back of the seat. The tremor passed through the metal to Yunluo's palm. He put the phone with the screen on where he could see it in the rearview mirror.
place.
"How much benefit has he given you?"
"A... a villa in the Xinzhou City Development Zone. Yun Bureau! He only asked me to tell him when you came to Xinzhou, nothing else..."
"Second question, when did this happen?"
"Three...no, it was four years ago!!"
Jing Ling could no longer control the trembling all over his body. He had no doubt that his boss would actually shoot him. As a follower who had followed Yun Luo for eight years, as long as he could fake the scene...
"I've opened the address book now. You've been with me for so many years. We've done hundreds of similar things, right?"
"Yun Bureau..."
"When you go back this time, you can live in a villa. When your successor makes a mistake, I may remember you as a subordinate who worked hard and made great achievements."
"Thank you... thank you Yun Bureau..."
Jing Ling felt the cylindrical thing leave the back of his heart. He breathed out slowly, feeling that his heartbeat and breathing were about to stop.
"Hello?"
Suddenly the voice of his boss making a phone call came from the back seat. Jing Ling looked at the time on the on-board map: 4 a.m. on February 21st.
"It's me, Yun Luo. Please help me arrange someone. I need him to be my assistant. Well, it's the Lin Hao I mentioned to you in October last year. He used to be my secretary for three years, and now he is
The director of the Wolong County Court Judicial Police Bureau, I will see his people in the office in five days."
After giving the details, Yun Luo put down his phone and looked at Jing Ling with a bitter look in the rearview mirror again, showing a professional smile.
"It's up to you to choose where you want to go after resigning. I suggest you stay with Yun Mo and manage a few hotels. In a sense, you will live easier and freer."
"Yun Ju... that Lin Hao's child is..."
"Just keep some words in your heart. You are still under my control now, so I can give you a death order."
Yunluo placed his cane above the driver's seat, with the cylindrical tail parallel to Jing Ling's neck.
"You can think of ways to stumble him, but if I find out that you are telling him something I haven't told him, you know the consequences."
"Yes...yes!"
Watching from the corner of his eye as the cane left his neck, Jing Ling frantically adjusted his breathing. Yunluo opened the memo on his phone and turned to a note recorded four years ago:
"The falling smoke returns to the shadow, and the well order is the line."
He kept smiling and transferred the note to the group of to-do events. Then he raised his head, leaned against the car seat and closed his eyes.
Four hours later, the two men's black car parked in the parking lot of Yunyan Restaurant.
Yun Luo got out of the car and handed the newly bought fruit to the waiter. He straightened the collar of his suit and walked straight to Yun Mo, who was rubbing his hands at the door of the restaurant. Behind him, Jing Ling followed Yun in fear.
Luo didn't dare to meet anyone's eyes along the way.
"Cousin Yunluo!"
"Long time no see! Cousin Yunmo!"
With a professional smile, Yun Luo took Yun Mo's outstretched hand, and the two entered the restaurant holding each other's shoulders like brothers with a strong relationship.
"Cousin Yunluo is really out of town. He didn't say a word to his brother when he came to Xinzhou. If my doorman hadn't recognized your car, I would have let you escape!"
"Hey, I'm not afraid of disturbing my cousin. I just turned around to take a look at your aunt this time."
Yun Luo sat at the head of the dining table, chatting enthusiastically about household matters with Yun Mo beside him. Opposite him, ten-year-old Yun Luochen was yawning, adjusting his sitting posture and behavior under the hints of the waiter.
"Speaking of which, a big event happened in our Houtu Commercial District recently."
Yun Mo approached Yun Luo with a gossipy face, and his ostentatious appearance was just like that of an ordinary younger brother, but both of them knew the sensitivity of this topic, and this conversation was only for outsiders to see.
"Oh? I heard there was a terrorist attack there?"
"Hey, what kind of terrorist attack is this? There are demonic methods, and there are real zombies inside!"
"Did you go in and take a look?"
"How dare you! I just watched from the outside. Oh my god, real dragons! Two real dragons, one silver and one green, fell from the sky! I was shocked at that time. Let me tell you, your brother and I knelt down on the spot. Alas
, that’s a totem, brother!”
"Did you take a video? I want to see it too."
"It's filmed! Of course it's filmed! Let's eat first. After dinner, your brother, I will take you to a private theater to watch!"
The play was over, and the information that needed to be exchanged was almost completed. Yunmo made a separate invitation, and there was an implicit hidden meaning in it.
Ci just hopes that Yunluo can discuss some information related to this incident with him alone.
Yun Luo picked up the sesame cake aside indifferently. He stood up and walked straight towards the direction of the screening room. Yun Mo immediately stood up and followed him, gesturing to his subordinates to bring Yun Luochen over.
In the screening room, Yunmo ordered someone to turn on the projector, which contained clips of the incident captured from various surveillance cameras. Under the cover of the noisy sound, Yunmo finally started the real inquiry.
"Cousin, cousin, I also know that your identity is sensitive, so I have never dared to bother my cousin about anything."
"Tell me, what's the matter?"
"Hey, hey, cousin, you have been so direct since you were little. I won't mention my cousin too much. Cousin, you are the bridge between Shadow Killer and the government, so can you... help me get rid of your nephew, Luo Chen?
Do you recommend joining Shadow Killer? You don’t have to go to the battlefield, just work as a civilian for a few years and gain qualifications!"
For parents like them who know a little bit about China’s domestic situation, letting their children enter Yingsha is the best step for their future career. Now the Yun family is basically a business giant in Xinzhou City, through trade with Yingsha’s “Pure Land” base.
I made a lot of money. But then
In this way, Yun Mo had very little information and methods about Shadow Killing. Although Yun Luoyan had great luck and became the subordinate of the eldest lady Lan Ruxin, she was a stranger to the Yun family because of the past.
The treasure house full of hope has its door closed and cannot be opened.
So Yunmo thought of Yunluo. Ever since he learned that Yunluo's crow turned into a phoenix and became the president's secretary, he has been trying his best to build a good relationship with this giant Buddha. He has never failed to receive various festival blessings and gifts every year.
, just to make this small request at the right time, finally, he waited for this opportunity.
"What abilities does Luochen have?"
"This... brother, I don't hide it from my cousin. Since Luochen was born, I took him to see a psychic for testing. In the end, our genes are just like that. Luochen is just a genius among ordinary people. He has won many awards since he was a child.
…”
"snort"
A contemptuous smile flashed across Yun Luo's face. He looked back at Yun Luochen who was playing with his mobile phone in the back seat, and couldn't help but think of his niece whom he met by chance.
They were both ordinary people, but compared to her brother, no, his brother, a so-called genius, was not even qualified to compare with her.
"Cousin, I am just a sounding board. If someone is needed over there, just get over there... So, what about this~"
Yunluo's thumb and index finger accidentally touched each other at the light, as if he was giving money to do something.
"Oh~oh! Look at my brain. Cousin, you are an honest official. You don't have much money except salary. As long as you help my cousin accomplish this, I will give you this amount!"
Yun Mo stretched out two fingers with a sneer on his face.
"There are too many, just one is enough~Eh hehehe~"
Yun Luo pressed off Yun Mo's middle finger, and the two reached a mutual aid agreement. Ten minutes later, Yun Luo walked out of the restaurant surrounded by Yun Mo, arranging the suit he had just stuffed in.
After exchanging a few pleasantries, Yun Luo got back into the car and left Yunyan Restaurant. He retracted his gaze towards the restaurant and took out the 10 million yuan check from his inner pocket.
"How pitiful are the parents in the world? Huh, children are just like the parents they are. It's hard to become a great person. Jing Ling!"
"Yun...Yun Bureau..."
Jing Ling had not yet recovered from the morning's incident, so he responded to Yunluo tremblingly.
"This is the salary your new boss Yun Mo will pay you. After the handover is completed, you can go work for him. Will you abide by our rules?"
Yunluo leaned forward and stuffed the check in his hand into Jing Ling's inner pocket. The smile in the rearview mirror was elegant and scary.
"Yun...Yun Bureau! I...how dare I!"
"I've already told Yun Mo that he doesn't know that I've given this check to you, so it's up to you how to use it. You've been with me for so many years, so I should give you some benefits.
.However, there is one thing I hope you can remember:"
Yun Luo leaned close to Jing Ling's ear, and his cold breath froze his heartbeat.
"Don't forget who you are."
"Remember, you still have a chance to get back to this position."
After patting Jing Ling's shoulder, Yunluo leaned on the back seat again, humming a tune comfortably.
Lin Shuwen's father, Yun Mo's spy, Ying Sha's seat in the power struggle, all things have been arranged by him.
Never ignore the sparse residual glow in the shadow.