Chapter 439 Shi Tingyu gets promoted

After Lu Weiguo knew that those people were arrested, he felt relieved and reviewed the whole thing.

Recalling the situation at that time, he still felt a little scared, and fortunately his wife was smart.

If it weren't for her reminder, he might have been injured by the muzzle of the gun pointed at him.

But he didn't expect his wife to be such a good shooter.

He was aiming for a headshot, but his wife's gun hit him directly in the heart.

When the man fell, he saw a bloody hole in his chest.

He said curiously, "Wife, you are a really good shooter."

Shi Muhan said proudly, "Of course, our parents are both weapons researchers. Xiaoyu and I have been exposed to these since we were young, especially in foreign countries, where guns are not banned. For our safety, we trained for a long time."

Shi Tingyu had the memory of the original owner practicing shooting, but now she has better eyesight and stronger arms, and her shooting is more accurate than before.

With the last incident of sending away the US spies with a pack of explosives, this time facing the people who attacked them, she did not have the nervousness and psychological barriers she had when she killed people for the first time.

Before dinner, Professor Rong came over and thanked Lu Weiguo and others solemnly.

He also left the two of them with contact addresses.

Because of his position and house.

This time he went directly to the Atomic Energy Laboratory under the Chinese Academy of Sciences, and the house was also the family compound of the laboratory.

The guard company also equipped Professor Rong with a group of guards.

Because of the tight schedule and heavy tasks, Professor Rong left after both parties said goodbye.

Li Fusheng and Huo Beiyuan also returned home before dark.

They are from Beijing and are also members of the Artists Association. The reason why they were brought to the camp this time was because of the shooting at the airport.

The situation was urgent at the time, so they were brought here together.

Originally, Shi Tingyu and the others were going to return to Jinling tomorrow morning, but Li and Huo invited Shi Tingyu and the others to visit the Artists Association before leaving.

This time they won honor for China in the United States, and they were all in Beijing, so it was a good opportunity for them to go there.

Early the next morning, the Beijing Military District allocated a car for Lu Weiguo to use.

He took Shi Tingyu and the trophies and certificates to the Chinese Artists Association.

When the two arrived, the Artists Association was bustling. Except for the people who worked there, it was rare to see so many people at the same time.

As soon as Shi Tingyu and the other person showed up, they were warmly welcomed.

President Wu Daocheng was also there.

Seeing Shi Tingyu, he quickly came over and said three good words in a row.

Shi Tingyu showed the trophy and certificate to the other party, and said with a smile: "Mr. Wu, I have fulfilled my mission."

Wu Daocheng's eyes were slightly red. He took the trophy and rubbed it carefully. His old fingerprints were left on the metal trophy. He carefully wiped them off with his sleeve after seeing them.

Mr. Wu looked very seriously. He looked at every detail on the trophy carefully.

They haven't seen this thing for many years. Because of this, their Chinese art community has never been able to raise their heads in the international arena.

Now it's good, and they are proud of China.

Thinking about the report he saw before, which also mentioned that they were discriminated against by black people, he was really heartbroken at the time. Later, he saw the other party apologize. He didn't know the specific process, but Mr. Wu knew that it must not be easy.

He patted Shi Tingyu's shoulder with rare sentimentality, "You were wronged outside, but you are great, you didn't bring shame to us Chinese."

Shi Tingyu thought about it, wronged? It seems not...

She had taken revenge.

But she didn't refute the concern of an old man, just said: "Everything is in the past, they didn't get any good."

This is what Mr. Wu liked to hear.

Then, Mr. Wu introduced some senior executives of the Artists Association to Shi Tingyu.

Those senior executives who were full of arrogance in front of outsiders were not at all arrogant in front of Shi Tingyu. When

they looked at Shi Tingyu, they saw her as a person, and even more so, the future of the Chinese art world.

And Lu Weiguo followed his wife quietly throughout the whole process.

This is the moment for his wife to enjoy the fruits of her labor. He looks at her with satisfaction and pride in his heart.

However, Mr. Wu has not forgotten Lu Weiguo. He asks him about his overseas situation from time to time and specially thanks the Jinling Military Region for protecting them this time.

In his eyes, Shi Tingyu has won glory for the country, and Lu Weiguo really lives up to his name, "Defending the Country". They are both good children who protect their country and their families.

At noon, Mr. Wu insisted on treating them to a meal.

This is also the first formal dinner for Shi Tingyu's colleagues, and she brought her family with her.

In the afternoon, Wu Daocheng asked someone to take a photo of Shi Tingyu and her trophy and certificate. The photo will be hung in the association's honor display room.

It was not until Lu Weiguo and the others were about to say goodbye and leave that Mr. Wu slapped his forehead and said, "As we get older, our memory becomes worse. I almost forgot something."

Shi Tingyu was a little confused. What else could this be?

Mr. Wu took out a small red notebook from the drawer of his office, and then handed it to Shi Tingyu with a smile on his face.

Shi Tingyu looked at the small notebook in front of her and felt very familiar with it. It was very similar to the membership card of the Artists Association issued by the association before.

The red leather shell was printed with the emblem and words of the China Artists Association.

"Open it and have a look." Mr. Wu said.

Shi Tingyu opened the small notebook with some surprise. On it was her photo, and below it was written, "Deputy Director of the Oil Painting Art Committee of the China Artists Association."

Shi Tingyu was extremely surprised: "Mr. Wu, this..."

Mr. Wu had a kind smile on his face, and he said: "This photo was left over when you sent me the membership card before, and it just came in handy."

"Mr. Wu, I'm still working at Jinling Police University, and I'm afraid I can't do the job." Shi Tingyu knew that people like Mr. Wu, as well as the presidents and directors of some of the committees below, all worked here.

"It's not a big deal. The deputy director doesn't have to work in the office." He also thought about it for a long time.

Shi Tingyu is an indispensable talent in the public security system, and she has also opened up a new field of painting application. This is a serious and important matter, and people cannot be confined here just because of a position in the association.

So he decided to give her a deputy director position, so that she can develop her career with peace of mind. Otherwise, with her performance this time, she can also be given a director position.

When the news of Shi Tingyu's victory came, he asked people to prepare for this matter.

Fortunately, it was in time.

Shi Tingyu has her own plan for her career. Being able to obtain a certain position in the Artists Association is the icing on the cake. Hearing that she doesn't have to work here, she readily agreed.

It was not until after five in the evening that Shi Tingyu and Lu Weiguo drove back to the Beijing Military District Guesthouse.

When Shi Muhan heard the guards say they were back, he hurried over with the things he had prepared for today.

He handed a few clothes and some toys to Lu Weiguo next to him.

"These are the clothes I bought for Qianqian, and these toys are for Shenshen. When you go back, bring them back to me and tell them that uncle will go back to see them when he has time."

Shi Tingyu opened the clothes and took a look with great interest. It must be said that her brother's aesthetic taste is still online.