"Boss, Zhang Qiang is here to report."
"Boss, Yu Xiaochuan is here to report."
"Boss, Zhou Cheng is here to report."
Several voices were heard sporadically. It was the members of Zhou Xi's special operations team who arrived.
"Yes." Zhou Xi nodded to his men and ordered, "Be careful, don't destroy any original traces."
"yes!"
Zhang Qiang and the other two responded in unison, scrambling towards the dormitory building. In just half an hour, Zhou Xi had thoroughly investigated the entire situation. In the report submitted to his superiors by Public Security Officer Xu Zhiyuan, the drugs were hidden in the dormitory building of the Yunyun Garment Factory.
"Madam, let these workers disperse! Go back to their work posts. If you have any questions, we will question them one by one." After Zhou Xi arranged several men to do their work, he turned around and said to Zhao Yunxiang.
"Okay, An Ge." Zhao Yunxiang felt her back straighten up a lot when she saw Zhou Xilai backing her up. Alas! It was all her fault for being lazy and refusing to learn her father's martial arts. Otherwise, she wouldn't be so insecure today. At least she could have slapped that Wen Yulong in the face.
After a moment of self-reflection, Zhao Yunxiang called over Wu Xiuping, who was standing nearby, and said, "Sister Wu, please make arrangements and let everyone go back to their respective posts. I'll let everyone know if anything happens."
After listening to Zhao Yunxiang's arrangements, Wu Xiuping nodded, called several middle-level managers in the factory, and went to notify the workers one by one.
The workers didn’t want to leave their jobs in the first place. Everyone knew that the delivery time for this batch of goods was very tight, and they were all waiting to take a holiday for the New Year after finishing the goods!
The workers received Zhao Yunxiang's clear instructions, and seeing how capable Zhou Xi was, having instantly subdued the arrogant Xiao Yu and the others, they all returned to their workstations with beaming smiles. They might as well have done more work instead of standing here in the cold wind. Xiao Yu and Wen Yulong had interrupted them, and they had fallen far behind on their production schedule. They didn't know if they would have to work overtime tonight.
"Thank you, Sister Meiling." After Zhao Yunxiang and Wu Xiuping finished speaking, they took the hand of the woman next to them and shook it vigorously. This woman was the one who had stood up behind Wu Xiuping to support Zhao Yunxiang. Zhao Yunxiang remembered her name as Wang Meiling, also a military wife. Wang Meiling's husband was a captain in the Kyoto Guards.
"Oh my! Mr. Zhao still remembers my name! It's so... so..." Wang Meiling was so touched by Zhao Yunxiang's words of thanks that her face turned red. There were seven or eight hundred workers in the whole factory! Mr. Zhao actually remembered her name, which really made Wang Meiling feel flattered.
"Sister Meiling, when you're free, bring Liangliang and Captain Fang to my house for a quick meal." Zhao Yunxiang patted Wang Meiling's hand, inviting her sincerely. Judging from Wang Meiling's behavior today, she was a kindhearted person, and Zhao Yunxiang was willing to make friends with her.
"Okay, okay." Wang Meiling nodded and agreed repeatedly.
As Wang Meiling sat in the workshop, she felt like she was dreaming. With so many people present, Mr. Zhao had already invited her entire family to dinner! If anyone knew about this, what an honor it would be! And if her husband, Mr. Fang, could get up close and personal with his idol, Major General Zhou Zhixin, who knows how happy he would be!
"Hehe, hehe..." Wang Meiling became happier and happier as she thought about it, and she started laughing while sitting on the stool.
"Sister Meiling, did you pick up a gold ingot today?" Another aunt from the thread cutting department next to Wang Meiling saw Wang Meiling like this and joked.
"No, it's more exciting than picking up gold ingots." Wang Meiling replied, composed herself, and carefully cut the threads of the bundle of clothes in front of her.
By the time Wen Yulong received the news and rushed to the square in front of the factory, all the workers had already returned to the workshop.
Standing in the square were the imposing Zhou Xi, the calm Zhao Yunxiang, the dejected Xiao Yu, and the regretful Gang Zi.
As Xiao Yu's most accurate sniper, Gangzi felt a surge of regret the moment his hand was injured. From the day he joined the army, a rule had been ingrained in his mind: soldiers could not point their guns at innocent civilians.
Gangzi felt that he had lost his mind. He was used to following Xiao Yu's orders. When he heard Xiao Yu's order to shoot, Gangzi raised the gun in his hand reflexively.
Fortunately, Zhao Yunxiang's angry shout woke Gangzi up, otherwise, the consequences of his shooting of that bullet would have been unimaginable.
Gangzi held his injured hand with his good one, a wave of sadness welling up inside him. He knew his military career was coming to an end. Even if his hand healed, its sensitivity would undoubtedly be less than before the injury. What good would a sniper be without a nimble right hand?
The gate was still open, and the soldiers outside held their rifles, their muzzles drooping to the ground. Their faces were filled with confusion, as if they had lost their direction in life. Seeing the hundreds of workers at the Yunyun Garment Factory so excited, these soldiers were deeply moved.
Seeing Wen Yulong striding towards them, the soldiers all stared at him, as if they wanted to regain their pride and strength as soldiers from him.
Wen Yulong didn't notice the soldiers' eager gazes, his attention was completely attracted by Zhou Xi.
"Zhou An, what are you doing here?" Wen Yulong frowned when he saw Zhou Xi. This Zhou An was like someone who had appeared out of thin air. In just three years, he had managed the special operations team from top to bottom in an orderly manner.
The Special Operations Team was a terrifying presence for the aristocratic families of Kyoto. Each member of the team possessed unique skills, and some aristocratic families had thought that if they could win over the Special Operations Team, their power would surely rise to a new level.
Unfortunately, the Special Operations Team initially came under the direct jurisdiction of the top leader. Later, with his workload overflowing, he handed this team of fewer than thirty members, yet immeasurable in its capabilities, to General Zhou. Following General Zhou's retirement, direct control of the Special Operations Team reverted to Zhou Zhixin. The team lacked a captain; all missions were assigned to the team members by Deputy Captain Zhou Xi.
After Zhou Xi left, some people who had other plans in mind were still feeling lucky that General Zhou had lost a powerful arm, but a few months later, Zhou An suddenly appeared in Kyoto, causing some old foxes from aristocratic families who wanted to "get involved" in the special operations team to almost break their teeth.
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