Everyone will go to work on the 4th and report on the 3rd, so there is nothing to do in these two days.

In this kind of party, people don't drink too much. Bai Song only drank two cups. In the afternoon, he accompanied Xin Qiao to go shopping and bought a few sets of clothes. In Xin Qiao's words, Bai Song's clothing style is still stuck in college, so he has to dress up when he comes here.

Bai Song usually spends very little and doesn't have a car. He has saved a lot of money in the past few years. He spent a full ten thousand yuan that day, most of which was for Bai Song himself as he had too many things to buy.

Bai Song was almost exhausted from all this afternoon and evening. Shopping was too much for Bai Song's body, as he had more than 20 bags hanging on his body.

Bai Song himself thinks that the clothes he has now are enough, but Xin Qiao disagrees. Xin Qiao thinks that Bai Song has a different status now that he is here, and sometimes he needs to wear casual clothes when going to some places, so he must have a few sets of matching clothes.

"Isn't it time for us to have dinner..." Bai Song ate a lot at noon, but he was very hungry now.

"If you don't want to accompany me anymore, you can go back first. Don't you have rented a house?" Xinqiao said.

"Not tired, not tired at all." Bai Song gritted his teeth and shook his head.

"That's good. I'll just buy you another pair of shoes. You need something to change into."

"That's really enough for me..." Bai Song said with a wry smile.

"No, listen to me on this one."

“…”

…

At night, rented house.

It was a mixed feeling of pain and joy for Bai Song's first time in Beijing. When he returned to his residence, he felt more tired than after a day of fighting.

"You bought so many?" Wang Liang looked at the pile of things Bai Song brought back and asked, "Are you planning to buy a house and move out?"

"Buy a house? The house we are renting now costs 70,000 or 80,000 yuan per square meter. It won't be enough even if you tear me down." Bai Song said.

"Okay..." Wang Liang thought for a moment: "Have you ever asked, if we come here with organizational connections, when can we get a room?"

"The ministry is not as good as before. It will take at least five or six years for us to get a job. We have to rent a house before that." Bai Song said, "And even if it is our turn, the property rights are not ours. We are just provided with a place to live."

"It would be fine if you could provide us with a house for long-term living. Now there are five of us living together, so it's no problem to share the rent. But if we each want to get married in the future, it will be difficult to rent a house..." Wang Liang said, "Beijing is really not a good place to stay."

"Yeah..." Bai Song also had to sigh.

No matter how good he is at solving cases or how clever he is, he cannot resist the wheel of reality.

When we were in Tianhua, houses were not expensive. With the help of family and our own savings, we could make a down payment of several hundred thousand and then repay the loan slowly. But here, a slightly better house costs tens of millions, and a house that does not affect the quality of life is calculated as 6 million. If the bank can lend 4 million, the down payment is 2 million, and the monthly loan repayment is more than 20,000...

"Fortunately, there is hope for housing in the ministry. If it were in the municipal bureau or a subordinate unit here, there would be no hope at all." Bai Song consoled, "Take your time. We just got here, so there's no need to worry about this."

"Okay." Wang Liang said, "I'll help you pack your things."

Bai Song glanced at Wang Liang and frowned: "Okay."

…

The next day, Bai Song went to the Eighth Bureau at the invitation of Senior Brother Liu Zhe. (Note 1)

The Eighth Bureau is not in the city center but is located near the East Fourth Ring Road, so it is quick to get there by subway.

After being away from here for so long, Bai Song experienced again what it felt like to be crowded with people, which actually made Bai Song feel a sense of vitality.

There are too many young people in big cities. You can see young people in their twenties and thirties everywhere. It is easy to forget your age and feel more energetic. In a small county, 30 years old feels like entering middle age, but in a big city, 30 years old still feels very young.

For example, in Shenzhou City, the average age of all the people in this city is only 32 years old, which is simply horrifying.

This visit also has other purposes.

Many people in the Eighth Bureau heard about the thousand-mile drift and counterattack in the East China Sea, and many wanted to see Bai Song. This place is not connected to other departments. The duty is to protect the "four deputies and two senior officials" and not to participate in other matters. Ordinary people are not allowed to come in.

Liu Zhe is very familiar with Bai Song's resume, so Bai Song can enjoy this privilege and come in to visit. In Liu Zhe's opinion, Bai Song is a junior brother who is worth training. Although Liu Zhe is not very old, he considers problems very complexly and comprehensively.

After getting off the subway and walking for a while, Bai Song arrived here, had his identity checked, and then was brought in.

On the training ground, one big red word after another is particularly eye-catching.

"Senior Brother, why are we meeting here?" Bai Song asked as soon as they met.

Today is a holiday, and the people here are still on standby, with some on duty and the rest resting and training here.

"If it's not here, then where is it?" Guo Xiaoyang came over and patted Bai Song on the shoulder: "I heard everything about what happened to you at sea last time. Please bring honor to our school."

This is one of the training rooms here. They focus on actual combat here, so there are many arenas...

Bai Song couldn't help but feel a little scared, as if it was not quite what he had imagined.

"Brother, this..."

"Haha, it's okay, don't feel pressured. I won't fight with you." Liu Zhe said with a smile.

"Oh oh oh, that's good," Bai Song breathed a sigh of relief.

"You are lucky today. We don't have any missions. I heard that you are quite skilled. Let Senior Brother Xiaoyang teach you."

"What???" Bai Song was stunned at that time...

What is a national-level athlete? Brother Xiaoyang's right arm and left arm are different in size. His right arm is very strong, which is also a characteristic of many badminton players. Theoretically, it is no problem to hit the white pine with one hand...

Where is this place?

Eight innings!

This is a place where even Master Qiao and Political Commissar Fang keep a low profile...

The 32-year-old Guo Xiaoyang is at the peak of his physical condition at this time. Bai Song shuddered when he saw his body shape.

"I really can't do it... the rumor is wrong... I can only deal with ordinary people..." Bai Song shook his head like a rattle.

"This is also an advantage. Many leaders like young people like you. Who doesn't like a good body?" Liu Zhe said, "This is because you have a good partner. Otherwise, if you go to the Criminal Investigation Bureau, there will inevitably be leaders who want to introduce you to a girl... Let's not talk about that. Compared with other departments, our place is simpler and more direct. If you think you are not good enough, just learn a few tricks from Brother Xiaoyang. Most people can't learn it even if they want to."

"Mm mmm..." Bai Song clasped his fists to Senior Brother Xiao Yang: "Please be gentle..."

"That's nothing." Guo Xiaoyang smiled and said, "Go choose some protective gear."

"Okay..." Bai Song felt a little scared.

If he had known that he was going to get beaten today, he would definitely not have come...

well……

Note 1: The Eighth Bureau, formerly known as the Security Bureau, was retired from active service in 2019 and renamed the Ministry’s Special Service Bureau.