District 9

After listening to Fu Zhen's detailed report, Meng Xi intervened and said: "If you are just doing business in Jiangzhou, that's no problem. After all, there are troops from the Chen Department there, so there won't be any danger. But you can't bluff me, understand. ?"

"Understood." Fu Zhen nodded happily: "Give me the money!"

"How much?" Meng Xi asked.

"Five hundred thousand is enough. If it involves settlement expenses, I won't take care of it." Fu Zhen replied.

"Okay, you go to the finance department to get it. I'll make a call there." Meng Xi looked down at his watch: "I'll give you four days to do this. You must come back when the time is up. If it's overdue, it will be treated as a violation of the order."

"Okay, no problem." Fu Zhen nodded in agreement.

Meng Xi looked at him seriously, with no hint of laughter on his face: "You, the navy of the seventh district, are going to teach you how to respond to the orders from your superiors?"

Fu Zhen blinked, stood up immediately, saluted and shouted: "Sir, the Director of the Secret Operations Division of the Military and Political Investigation Bureau has fully understood the order and will definitely return as scheduled!"

Meng Xi was then satisfied: "Go ahead."

"Then I'm leaving." Fu Zhen grinned, turned and left.

Meng Xi stood up slowly, walked to his desk, picked up his landline and called the finance department, asking them to grant Fu Zhen 500,000 yuan, and also asked him to allocate ten key members to work together.

…

An hour later, the Military and Political Investigation Bureau Field Office.

Deng Wenzhao pointed to more than fifty people and said: "All the people on duty have been called over. These people have been working with us since the Songjiang period. They have a clean background and are absolutely reliable."

Fu Zhen scanned the crowd, nodded with satisfaction, and suddenly shouted: "Those who are about 1.8 to 1.85 meters tall will come out!"

More than fifty people looked at each other, and then about twenty people stepped out of the queue and stood in a straddle posture.

"Those who have security experience will come forward!" Fu Zhen shouted again.

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen people took a step forward.

Fu Zhen looked at the people coming out with his hands behind his back, quickly selected ten people, and then said to Deng Wenzhao: "Okay, these are the ten."

"Do you have any other requirements?" Deng Wenzhao asked.

"Does our Military and Political Investigation Bureau have civilian clothes? We need customized suits, leather shoes, and uniform belts of the same style. For weapons, we need to have waistband tactical bags, equipped with P226-1 pistols, bullet pouches, and telescopic batons, all of which are the same as those of the special operations team. It's paid for." Fu Zhen made a long list of demands.

Deng Wenzhao was a little confused. He thought to himself whether he was taking them to a catwalk or to work: "...We have casual clothes, but...we definitely don't have customized suits and other weapons...and other weapons and equipment you want." We have them all, but whether we can put together ten sets of the same style, I...I can't say. As you know, our department was established later, and the things are not comprehensive."

"I'll take care of the casual clothes myself, but I have to get the equipment."

"Okay," Deng Wenzhao nodded: "I will try my best to help you."

"Thanks brother."

"You're welcome. You are Director Meng's favorite. I will definitely serve you well." Deng Wenzhao winked at Fu Zhen with an ambiguous look.

"Brother, with your emotional intelligence, you will at least be a general in the future."

"Let's be generals together." Deng Wenzhao smiled and extended his palm.

After the two tacitly agreed to put themselves and each other in the same camp, they left with embarrassed smiles, and the ten people whose names were called were also taken away by Fu Zhen.

…

Everyone drove two cars and left the capital, and went to the best local suit tailor shop together. These people were tall, and they were all young and strong guys. It was definitely too late to make clothes based on their body shape, so Fu Zhen directly spent money to buy the best ready-made clothes.

Fortunately, Lao Mao got married some time ago, and many well-known local people came over to make clothes, especially the wedding host and the security unit. A large number of uniform models of ready-made clothes were customized here. Fu Zhen quickly picked out ten pieces and put them together. These guys were dressed up.

Half past nine in the evening.

Deng Wenzhao asked people to send the equipment. After Fu Zhen handed it out to everyone, he drove three of the Military and Political Investigation Bureau's best private off-road vehicles and rushed to Jiangzhou.

…

After a very fast journey, everyone arrived in Jiangzhou at noon on the second day. Under the arrangement of the Chen Department's military intelligence officers, they stayed at the best hotel in the street. This was also Fu Zhen's request. Otherwise, they would have stayed in a military guest house.

In the afternoon, after the eleven people had a good sleep, Fu Zhen began to hold a meeting for everyone in the private room, speaking excitedly and excitedly: "Good brothers, our job is actually very simple. I don't need you to do anything, maybe tomorrow In the evening, the people I’m meeting are coming. Don’t talk during the whole process, but you must show your energy, look imposing, and be professional... The main feeling is that it is based on the spy movies of the European Union Region 1..."

After everyone listened carefully, they looked at each other and murmured in their hearts that Director Fu didn't look very reliable no matter how they looked at it.

Since the higher-ups had approved military expenditures, Fu Zhen didn't care about spending money. After holding a meeting for everyone that night, he led everyone to have fun with Jiangzhou's public funds. The ten young men there said in a hurry: "Follow Director Fu." , a few of them are simply too promising.”

…

After waiting for a full day.

At about 8:40 pm the next day, Fu Zhen called ten people and went outside Jiangzhou City.

This is illegal because Meng Xi does not allow Fu Zhen to leave Jiangzhou and only allows him to operate within the influence of the Sichuan government. But for Zhen, plans can't keep up with changes, so he also has to be very careful about who he wants to pick up.

Three cars were parked on the side of the road. After waiting for less than twenty minutes, three people came over to the intersection of the wasteland in the distance. They were all dressed in ordinary casual clothes and woolen hats. From a distance, they looked very much like people running businesses or doing small business in the surrounding area.

The three people came to the car. After turning around and looking around, one of them waved his hand towards Fu Zhen's car.

Fu Zhen was sitting in the car, wearing a snow-white suit and point-toe leather shoes with size 47. He also shaved his small head again. He looked similar to the drug lord who roamed Africa before the millennium.

"Bang!"

The car door popped open, and Fu Zhen led four young men in black suits with straight backs and stepped forward to greet him: "Haha, Lao Zhan, long time no see!"

Lao Zhan looked at Fu Zhen's attire in astonishment, stretched out his hand and whispered, "Damn it, you think we're talking about international business? You're dressed like this, it's too exaggerated, damn it!"

"Haha, it's okay." Fu Zhen smiled and said calmly: "No one dares to take photos of me south of Jiangzhou now."

The three of them were speechless. Lao Zhan frowned and cursed: "Are you crazy? Damn it, Jiujiang has been closed down. Why are you always calling me when you have nothing to do? Do you want to kill me?!"

"...Let's not talk about this for now, get in the car, get in the car!" After Fu Zhen said hello, he immediately winked at the energetic young man he brought with him.

The spirited guy understood, walked over with a stern face, and whispered: "Check it out."

Lao Zhan was stunned.

"We are responsible for the safety of the director. This is the process." The energetic young man looked directly at Lao Zhan and said.

"Forget it, forget it, we are all brothers, what are you checking for?" Fu Zhen pretended to pull the young man away.

"Director, the organization has regulations. The director and the commander-in-chief have specifically asked us to treat your safety issues strictly." The spirited young man was too involved in the drama, and he didn't even give Fu Zhen face.

"Then let's check it out...!" Lao Zhan took the initiative to raise his hands.

…

Rudi.

Dali Zi, who had had a battle with Ye Zixiao, was now sitting in his villa, drinking tea and looking at the people coming from the seventh district.