Publicity Department of the Steel Rolling Mill.
Xu Damao welcomed Li Deren in, peeked out the door, saw that the office building corridor was empty, then withdrew his head in reassurance, closed the door, and turned around with a forced smile: "Director Li, you've suffered..."
"Xu Damao, do you know that someone used me as a pawn last time, and I ended up taking care of their entire family?" Li Deren sat down in the propaganda section chief's chair with an air of superiority, staring at the obsequious Xu Damao and sneering.
Xu Damao waved his hands repeatedly, saying he dared not, and then took out a notebook and pen from his pocket, indicating that he wanted to communicate by writing.
This made Li Deren lower his voice warily and ask, "What do you mean?"
“Zheng Ya’s supernatural perception is too strong. To prevent him from overhearing our conversation, it’s safest to communicate by writing.” Xu Damao picked up a pen and wrote down the message as quickly as possible.
Li Deren had already stood up. When Xu Damao pushed the paper and pen in front of him, he understood and wrote on the paper and pen: "How do you know that Zheng Ya's supernatural perception is very strong?"
"To be honest, I didn't know that Zheng Ya had a very strong sense of perception."
However, I received reliable information that Zheng Ya's special ability to sense objects could easily capture the content of a target's conversation at a distance of about ten miles to five thousand meters. Xu Damao once again took out a small notebook and pencil from his pocket to write a reply.
Li Deren wrote in shock: "So, the reason I was punished by Zheng Ya in the past was because Zheng Ya sensed that I was talking to him and that was the result of his evil deeds?"
But this is just too unbelievable!
How can you prove that Zheng Ya possesses the ability to perceive distances of five thousand meters?
"Director Li, I will not hide anything from you or me."
To be honest, ever since Zheng Ya's political schemes cut off my lifeline, I have harbored a deep-seated hatred for him.
He attempted to frame Zheng Ya three times, but all his attempts failed.
At that time, I didn't know that Zheng Ya possessed the ability to perceive things over extremely long distances. I repeatedly failed because of this, and as a result, Zheng Ya used his special ability to lower my intelligence, reducing it to that of a ten-year-old child.
Zheng Ya never anticipated that my intelligence would grow so quickly. In just six months, I regained my original intelligence and was just pretending to be mentally challenged.
Therefore, once I am out of Zheng Ya's range of perception, I will seek opportunities to deal with him and fight him to the death.
During this time, I unintentionally saved someone who told me that Zheng Ya's perception was very far-reaching, which I didn't believe in the first place.
But when he told me that Zheng Ya's rescue operations on the border involved him appearing in various places to eliminate people infected with the virus, often appearing 5,000 meters away to rescue people, it exposed Zheng Ya's range of perception.
That person was a fellow countryman who was targeting Zheng Ya, a former soldier, but it was unclear why he was determined to fight Zheng Ya to the bitter end.
"And he was almost beaten to death by the military and police. It was during the operation where you, Director Li, were used as a pawn. Director Li should know the situation better than I do, right?" Xu Damao wrote down part of the truth.
This shocked and disheartened Li Deren, who sat back down in his seat, took out a silk handkerchief from his pocket to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and then wrote: "I understand."
"Tell me, what do you want by telling me to come find you after work?"
"Director Li, I think Zheng Ya has seen through your character and your stains very clearly. It is impossible for Zheng Ya to turn from an enemy to a friend."
"Your greed and lust are being used against you by Zheng Ya, who can kill you at any time. You don't want to be controlled, tortured, or even tortured to death like this, do you?" Xu Damao moved a chair over, sat down next to him, and wrote a warning.
Li Deren angrily wrote: "Do you want to die?"
"Director Li, no, Li Deren, have I been too kind to you?" Xu Damao replied to him with a cold smile.
This enraged Li Deren, who glared at him and wrote breathlessly, "Xu Damao, you really want to die? I'll grant your wish..."
"Idiot, since I, Xu Damao, dare to come to you for help, do you think we can't handle all your criminal evidence, even framing you for conspiring with enemy agents like Zheng Ya?" Xu Damao retorted without any politeness.
This calmed Li Deren down. He stared at Xu Damao, who was sneering, with a glint in his eyes. After a quarter of an hour, he wrote dejectedly, "Kid, if you want me to do something for you, I want to see your sincerity."
"Li Deren, you've learned your lesson and become more cautious, haven't you?"
"But in my eyes, you are a cowardly loser..." Xu Damao didn't hold back his sarcasm.
Li Deren, having calmed down, was no longer so angry: "This director will not be used as a pawn. That's all I have to say..."
"No, you'll work for us unless you want to die?"
"Kid, I'm not easily intimidated. Bring it on, I'm ready for anything."
"Fine, you can get out of here now. Remember, don't ever come begging me..." Xu Damao wrote the last sentence, got up and walked out of the propaganda department office.
As they walked, they tore the papers they used for writing and exchanging messages into pieces, tossing them around so that the scraps of paper flew all over the corridor.
Li Deren was shocked and furious. After burning the papers on which they had written their communication, he got up and went home.
Xu Damao rode his bicycle directly to Gezhuang on the outskirts of the city. Under the cover of night, he slipped into a mud courtyard at the east end of Gezhuang. The person inside heard the commotion outside and leaned against the mud wall to the left of the window, whispering, "Who's there?"
"Old Lai, open the door, is that me?" Xu Damao replied in a low voice. Old Lai removed the pickaxe blocking the door, let Xu Damao in, peeked out and, seeing no one following him, turned back to close the door, saying, "You shouldn't have come..."
"Li Deren is so tactless. How could I not come?" Xu Damao sat down at a dilapidated eight-immortal table, picked up the wine pot on the table, took a big gulp of wine, and complained irritably.
Old Lai took out a flask of wine and two packets of dried meat and peanuts from a hidden door at the bottom of the altar, placed them on the table, and said, "I told you long ago that Li Deren is hard to control, but you wouldn't believe me..."
"So what do you suggest we do now?" Xu Damao helped him unpack the beef jerky, grabbed a piece of beef jerky, and ate it as he spoke.
After Lao Lai opened the package of peanuts, he picked up the wine pot on the table and poured him some wine: "You have to understand, people like Li Deren are the best at protecting themselves."
He's greedy for money and lustful; he's daring to do anything.
But he would rather die than commit a crime that could cost him his head…
"That's not necessarily true. Anyway, I, Xu Damao, accepted Old Lady Long's commission, took money from her, and then used Li Deren's name to bribe more than 300 people in Tongluo Lane to collectively sign bail agreements for the people who committed crimes in the courtyard."
"Do you think Li Deren can escape my grasp?" Xu Damao said smugly.
The lazybones said dismissively, "You handle things too hastily and carelessly, making it easy for others to see through you..."
"Haha, I'm a person with the mental capacity of a ten-year-old. Even when my bedmate lusts after Zheng Ya's body in front of me and wants to have a child with her, it doesn't provoke my revenge."
"I refuse to believe that Zheng Ya could possibly know that I'm up to something behind the scenes!" Xu Damao sneered defiantly.
The debtor gave him a thumbs up: "You're awesome, you can endure what others cannot, comparable to Han Xin's humiliation of crawling between someone's legs."
But why are you doing all this?
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