Within the National Security Bureau, there are many descendants of powerful families. If you were to randomly select one of them, they could stomp their feet in Beijing and cause a stir.
He's the son of a local municipal organization department head, and even in the National Security Bureau, he has to speak in hushed tones.
That's why he felt he made the right choice; he made the best decision for himself.
But this letter completely shattered his blind confidence and pride.
For the first time, I regretted it so much that I wished I could turn back time.
Minister Zhou's eyes deepened. With his political acumen, he could tell from the National Security Bureau's operation that there was a major move from above.
A special operations team integrating counter-espionage, counter-terrorism, and intelligence gathering...
If I get in, my future will definitely be much better than if I stayed in the Counter-Espionage Division.
It's a great place to go.
Not to mention Zhou Mingxuan, he himself regretted not stopping him from rashly leaving the National Security Bureau some time ago.
If he were still with the National Security Bureau, his chances would be much better.
In retrospect, they all took the wrong path.
He thought for a moment and said to Zhou Mingxuan, "A few days ago, someone from below presented a 500-year-old ginseng as a gift. Send it to your friend in Beijing and have him find out who the higher-ups plan to appoint as the leader of this special operations team. Then you can make some good moves."
Yes, how could he not have thought of that?
Zhou Mingxuan suddenly realized what was happening.
He immediately went home to get the ginseng, along with a thick letter, and sent it to the capital.
The friend in Beijing who relayed the message to him was not Chu Wuyan, but an ordinary investigator who had received a favor from him.
I used to think it was just a matter of lending a hand.
It seems that no matter what field you're in, you still need to have some connections.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
