Intelligence and Information Service, inside the largest office.

The office was divided into several cubicles, and in each compartment sat a person with headphones, some talking to someone, some typing on a computer.

When Lin Zhiming led people to appear at the door, no one looked at them, and everyone was immersed in their work.

"Director Lin, what kind of wind blew you here?" Zhou Kai put his hands behind his back and walked over from the side as he spoke.

Many people heard the movement and looked at the door.

The sound of typing and talking on the keyboard in the office suddenly became much quieter.

Everyone looked at the door intently, and many people still had anger in their eyes, after all, they were deducted bonuses and disqualified from the public relations department, and in their eyes, the public relations department had become an enemy.

"My subordinates are going out on business and have come to you to ask for some information, but I heard that you are not willing to cooperate with us?" Lin Zhiming said.

"Director Lin, you can't say that, I also listened to the report of my subordinates, there is no intelligence, not that I am unwilling to cooperate with you, you are unwilling to cooperate with the hat buttoned down, we will not accept it!" Zhou Kai said solemnly.

"Director Zhou, the information we want is just very ordinary information, how can you not have it?" Min Ning'er said with a frown.

"There is no ordinary intelligence in this world, different intelligence is not the same importance at different times, the information you want to be honest, we don't have it, those two sects belong to relatively low-key sects, if it weren't for the conflict this time, I didn't know that there were two sects, so it's normal to have no information about them, but no, there is no it, after all, you are going out in the name of the second-level department, and you can bluff them as soon as your identity is revealed, and you don't necessarily have to have any information. Zhou Kai said.

"So... Do you mean that your intelligence department has not collected information from those two sects?"

"Almost, Director Lin, we can't help with this matter!" Zhou Kai shrugged helplessly.

"Good. Lin Zhiming nodded with a smile, and then said to a few people around him, "Since the intelligence department has not collected relevant information, then let's go, don't waste time here." ”

"This is leaving?" Min Ning'er looked at Lin Zhiming suspiciously, in her impression, Lin Zhiming was not the kind of person who would retreat at will.

"Otherwise, are you still spending time here? Let's go, let's go. Lin Zhiming said, turned around and left.

Although Min Ning'er was unwilling, she still left the intelligence department with Zhao Qingchen and Wang Gang.

As soon as these people left on the front foot, cheers rang out in the intelligence office on the back foot.

"Director, it's great, it's finally deflated!"

"Director, you can be regarded as giving us five secrets to vent a bad breath!"

People shouted excitedly.

Zhou Kai pulled the corners of his mouth proudly and said, "Lin Zhiming thought that he was invincible in our dragon clan headquarters, but as everyone knows, we just don't bother to worry about him, once we care, he is not a fart!"

"The Commissioner is so handsome!"

"The Commissioner is awesome!"

People cheered excitedly, and this cheer directly reached the ears of Lin Zhiming and the others, who did not go far.

Except for Lin Zhiming, the faces of the other people were a little ugly, they came with a strong momentum, and they just walked away in a gray way, which was really a little uncomfortable.

"Boss, do you have any back-ups?"

After walking out of the intelligence office, Min Ning'er secretly pulled Lin Zhiming's sleeve and asked in a low voice.

"What do you say?" asked Lin Zhiming with a smile.

Seeing Lin Zhiming's expression, Min Ning'er's eyes lit up, and she said excitedly, "I know, boss, what is your backhand, tell me about it?"

"You'll know in a while, I'm worried that this third fire doesn't know who to burn, this intelligence department will send it to the door itself, this fire, I must burn him well, I don't know if I don't burn it, if it is burned, let them die!" Lin Zhiming said with a sneer.

"Boss, you are the most handsome!" Min Ning'er hugged Lin Zhiming's arm excitedly.

"This is in the unit, moderation, moderation!" Lin Zhiming hurriedly pushed Min Ning'er away.

"No, boss, please feel the worship of others, a hundred thousand worship!" Min Ning'er stuck to Lin Zhiming's hand like a plaster.

Lin Zhifang was helpless, so he could only let Min Ning'er rub his oil.

The group returned to the Public Relations Office.

At this time, the air pressure in the public relations office is a little low.

Under the propaganda of the intelligence department, in just a few minutes, almost the entire dragon headquarters knew about the public relations department's deflated intelligence department.

The happiest people are the people from the five secret places, everyone runs to tell each other, and there is a feeling of revenge.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye, and everyone was still immersed in the joy of revenge.

Just then, a black van stopped at the door of the Dragons headquarters building.

A few men aboard the truck, who opened the back compartment of the truck and carried huge black bags from inside.

The armed men stationed on the first floor all looked at this side vigilantly, and some even raised their guns and aimed them at these people.

"Tell me who you are, and the names of the items you have!" shouted one of the combatants.

"We're here to deliver the materials!" said a man carrying a large bag.

"Put down your bags and we'll check them!" the combatant continued.

"Okay, okay!" the men who got out of the van didn't hesitate, and put the big bags on the ground.

After that, the fighters quickly surrounded them.

This kind of battle attracted the attention of many people at the door, after all, they had just experienced the attack before, and many people were still very curious about the sudden appearance of the van and the large package.

The fighters came to the van, took control of the occupants of the van, and then began to inspect the black bags.

When they opened the black bag, they found that there were stacks of A4 paper in the bag, and these A4 papers had dense words on them, as well as some patterns and other things.

Someone picked up the paper and looked at it, and it turned out that this turned out to be some martial arts sect information!

"You're delivering information to the Intelligence Service?" one of the combatants couldn't help but ask.

"It's not. The other shook his head.

"Isn't it?" The combatants were a little surprised, these materials can be regarded as intelligence, how could they not be sent to the intelligence department?

"These are for the Public Relations Office!" replied.

"Public Relations Office?" the combatants were stunned, as were the onlookers.

"Big brother, can we go in?" someone asked in a whisper.

"Enter... Let's go inside. "The combatants waved their hands, they had checked all the way, these people were not carrying any weapons and they were carrying normal things, so there was no reason to stop them.

Seeing the fighters let them go, the people in the van immediately picked up the black bags and walked quickly into the dragon headquarters.

Many people were curious about what these people were going to do, so they followed them.

After these people entered the dragon headquarters, they took the elevator directly to the public relations office on the fourth floor.

Lin Zhiming took Min Ning'er and the others to wait at the elevator entrance for a long time.

As soon as these people appeared, a happy smile appeared on Lin Zhiming's face.

"It's coming pretty fast!" Lin Zhiming smiled.

"Master, this is the relevant information you need, we have prepared two copies, will they be sent to the Public Relations Office?" asked a man carrying a large bag.

"No, no, no, one copy can be sent to the Public Relations Department, and the other copy can be sent to the colleagues in the Intelligence Department, so that when everyone goes to them to check the information in the future, it will be a big shame!" Lin Zhiming said with a smile.

As soon as Lin Zhiming's words came out, those who followed up to watch the excitement were all dumbfounded.

People have always been getting information from the intelligence department, and who would have thought that one day the public relations department would send information to the intelligence department?

What is this equivalent to? This is equivalent to you providing supplies to the logistics support department, and providing arms to the armed forces department...

You've helped them in what they're best at, what is that? This is Chi Guoguo's slap in the face!

All the people who were still immersed in the joy of revenge before changed their faces at this time.

If these intelligence materials are really sent to the Intelligence Department, then this slap from the Public Relations Department will really hit the Intelligence Department in the face!

"Boss, I'll send them up!" Min Ning'er volunteered.

"Okay!" Lin Zhiming nodded with a smile, and then said to the subordinates beside him, "Everyone go in and classify the information, this is the relevant information I let people collect, covering almost the entire martial arts, the positions of the major sects, the composition of the members, and their business, etc., all of them, you don't have to go to the intelligence department if you want to go out to perform tasks in the future, after all, the intelligence department has limited capabilities, compared to me personally, it is so bad, and their information is not necessarily more complete than ours!"

Lin Zhiming's words were not hidden at all, not only into the ears of the people in the Public Relations Department, but also into the ears of people from other departments who came to watch the play.

Lin Zhiming's behavior of slapping the intelligence department in the face made everyone speechless.

The people in the public relations office had a feeling of raising their eyebrows at this time, and they helped send the big black bags into the public relations office, while Min Ning'er took the others to take the elevator to send another part of the information upstairs.