High-profile King

Seeing that Zhang Jiao's original **** in a night watch suddenly became a senior official of the Internal Statistics Bureau. Although Han Shan relied on his family background, he was not as scared as the diners who ran away from the tea restaurant, but he was surprised.

Looking at Zhang Jiao with wide-eyed eyes: "You, why have you suddenly become a member of the Internal Statistics Bureau, or a Chief of the Silverya level?"

"You don't have to worry about it." Zhang Jiao raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I know that Miss Han, your father is also a role in Xiangyuan's political arena. If you don't commit any major incidents, the Internal Statistics Bureau can do nothing about you.

However, detention and interrogation can still be done.

Make you uncomfortable for two days and two nights, and I can feel better in my heart. "

After that, he also turned his face faster than the book, his expression changed, and he said in a quiet voice, "Han Shanhu, I am Qiao Sheng, the head of the 15th district of the Xiangbei Internal Control Bureau, and now I suspect you are with you..."

"Station Master Joe, a man," the man on the other side finally said leisurely before he finished speaking, "Why is it so difficult to be a lady because of a little thing."

It seems too stingy. I also have some contacts in your bureau. I used to talk to Director Liang Xiaozhou..."

"Your Excellency Hao Yuan, you are a member of the Shanjin Central House," Zhang Jiao turned to look at Hao Yuan when he heard the words, smiled and suddenly interjected: "Political elites who stand in the light of great powers naturally have Extraordinary elegance and demeanor.

But I'm different from you, just a spy chief who lives in a place like Nanyang.

The labels of insidious and cunning, retribution, and viciousness are just like sticking to the body, and they are not stingy. "

Unexpectedly that Zhang Jiao knew his identity, the expression on Wan Yuan's face finally became vivid, frowning and saying: "Station Master Joe, do you know me?"

"Of course." Zhang Jiao spread his hands and said, "I am a senior cadre of the Xiangbei Internal Unification Bureau. Are you surprised to know your identity?"

"Very surprised," Wan Yuan said frankly: "According to the "Secrecy Law", I should be a prohibited investigator in Nanyang.

To be honest, at your level of rights, I shouldn't know my identity. "

"Prohibition of investigators," Zhang Jiao laughed out loud and shrugged, "I don't know if the officials of Guibang Homeland Security and Xiqin Black Ice Platform will comply with the "Secrecy Law"?"

He froze for a while, then frowned for a moment of silence, and then suddenly laughed, "It seems that I am still too academic and take the operation of intelligence agencies too dogmatic. I should improve it in the future.

Thank you for your advice. "

"Knowing a mistake can improve Mo Dayan." Zhang Jiao responded with a smile.

"The teacher of one thing is also a teacher." Wanyuan winked at a fat middle-aged entourage beside him, and the entourage immediately took out a gold ticket from his pocket and passed it quietly.

Wan Yuan took the gold coupon, put it directly into Zhang Jiao's pocket, and whispered, "Be careful, as a gift, it's not a respect."

"Member Bu is really polite." Zhang Jiao said with a smile, and he took the gold coupons quite calmly.

This is called a strong dragon overpowering a local snake.

Wuyuan is the future political treasure of the Great Zhou Qiangbang, and the followers around him are at least high-level and extraordinary. In the downtown area of ​​the Nanyang area, he has to bow his head to the intelligence agency cadres like Zhang Jiao.

Seeing that he had accepted his ‘little gift’, he pleaded for Han Shanhu again: "Miss Coral is young and not sensible. Please forgive me if you offend the stationmaster Qiao..."

"Member Ho, do you know that Miss Han once instigated a team of the night watchman in Xiangbei and attacked your country's diplomats?" Zhang Jiao suddenly interrupted Ho Yuan's words very quickly.

"Of course I know about this," Xiaoyuan smiled and blurted out: "But the misunderstanding has been resolved...", he suddenly suffocated.

And Zhang Jiao didn't ask more, got up and said with a grin: "No matter what the process is, it's nice to meet Mr Ho today.

I won't disturb your meal, goodbye. "

Then his gaze turned to Han Shanhu's body, "Miss Han, let's clean up, goodbye." He waved his hand and walked away.

There is only one possibility for a senior politician to change his position 180° in such a short period of time, that is, the stage on which he relies, the state political arena, has irrevocably determined the opposite direction.

In other words, a senior political animal like Han Shanhu’s father will change from a pro-Jiangchu faction to a pro-shanjin faction in less than a month, and will try every means to use her young and beautiful daughter as bait to make good friends. There is only one possibility for such a rookie in Shanjin politics.

That is, Nanyang has decided to line up the chariots of Shanjin and Western Qin, and use forces against Jiang Chu.

The war is on the verge of breaking out.

"I acted in such a whole play, in fact, to see if I know the dirty things that Han Shanhu's father has done?" Looking at Zhang Jiao's disappearing back, Xiao Yuan frowned and thought: "Really A sly guy.

Qiaosheng, I remember you. "

At the same time, Zhang Jiao, who was walking on the streets of Xiangbei, thought in his heart: "The immediate reaction of Xiaoyuan just now did not look like a fake. It seems that I won't have to come to Shang District for breakfast anymore.

There is really going to be a war! "

Unknowingly, he walked through half of District 3 and was about to enter the Midtown area when suddenly a black-headed car came from behind and blocked his way.

The door opened, and an ordinary-looking young man in a suit walked out of the driver's seat and saluted Zhang Jiao: "Station Master Joe, the bureau seat wants to see you, please get in the car."

"Seat, Director Liang Xiaozhou?" Zhang Jiao confirmed.

"Yes." The young man in a suit replied grimly, and opened the door of the back seat of the black car for Zhang Jiao.

Zhang Jiao raised his eyebrows and UU read www.uukanshu.com silently and got into the car.

The car turned around, and appeared in the gloomy courtyard of the Xiangbei Internal Statistics Bureau headquarters about half an hour later, stopping in front of the fortress-like office building.

As the regional head of the Internal Statistics Bureau, Zhang Jiao didn't even know where the director's office was.

After entering the administrative building, he asked a guard to help lead the way, and then took the elevator to Liang Xiaozhou's underground office.

It turned out that the room was full of paper materials, and the layout was not as good as the interrogation room where Liang Xiaozhou reunited with him before. I was a little surprised.

However, there are outsiders here, Zhang Jiao didn't complain about it, but stood up and saluted in a proper manner: "Guo Zuo, the station chief of District 15 Qiao Sheng has arrived."

"Station Master Joe, you wait a moment on the sofa." Liang Xiaozhou, who was talking to a short fat man while guarding the huge desk, glanced at Zhang Jiao after hearing this, and pointed his finger at a sofa near the west. .

"Yes." Zhang Jiao stood up again, then walked to the sofa and sat down.