Chapter 1: Preparing for a Traitor
"Zeng Xiaoxian!" There was a burst of cheers from Deputy Director Song's office, and Chief Song looked at Zeng Xiaoxian with a blue face, "Do you have anything to explain?"
"No, Director Song. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info" Zeng Xiaoxian's face was calm, "Director Song, I have betrayed your trust. ā
"Xiaoxian," Director Song paused for a moment, and then said, "As a director, I shouldn't have asked about your affairs at all. However, as a child from the same 72 orphanage, an elder who is 20 years older than you. What I want to say is: you have been the greatest pride of the orphanage in the past five years, and how many younger brothers and sisters in the orphanage have taken you as an example......"
"Chief Song," Chief Song frowned, "It's called Uncle Song." ā
Zeng Xiaoxian hurriedly changed his words, "Well, Uncle Song, I'm fine now." ā
"It's a good fart!" Chief Song hated that iron could not be made of steel, "Look at the way you look now! I don't come to the morning meeting every day, and the attendance deduction is seventy-seven-eighty-eight." Drinking during the recording of the show, he was still drunk and drunk. During the live broadcast, I scolded the caller and listener, which made a lot of noise. That's what you're good about?!"
"Not anymore. Zeng Xiaoxian lowered his head and tugged at the corner of his clothes, like a schoolboy listening to the lecture, "I promise, I promise to the seventy-two orphanages!" After speaking, Zeng Xiaoxian raised his head and looked at Director Song, and assured him very seriously.
"Xiaoxian, I grew up watching you. I know you've been in a bad mood lately, but this is the unit, not what you want to do at home. Uncle Song said with hatred that iron does not become steel.
Chief Song paused, "Isn't it just a broken love? Good girls are everywhere, Uncle Song will introduce you to a few." ā
"No need Uncle Song," Zeng Xiaoxian hesitated for a moment and asked, "Uncle Song, I heard that you are going to be transferred?"
"Well, next month, when I am transferred, I won't be able to help you in the future, don't make trouble, work hard. I'll solve all the mess for you before, and I won't care if there is any mess in the future. ā
"Thank you, Uncle Song," Zeng Xiaoxian said in a low voice.
Uncle Song looked at Zeng Xiaoxian and asked, "If you still have any questions, hurry up and raise them now, I can help you solve them, otherwise people will be unable to speak." ā
"No more!"
"Really?"
"Not really. ā
"Well, you'll have to rely on yourself in the future. Uncle Song lit a cigarette and said in a low voice: "That job, you should also pay attention to safety, and be more careful yourself." ā
"Uncle Song, don't talk about me. Where's your transfer? I'll see you when I'm ready. Zeng Xiaoxian smiled cheaply, "Uncle Song, this time it's a promotion, right?"
"Jincheng Radio. Uncle Song patted Zeng Xiaoxian's shoulder, "In the past, it was regarded as a pension, and it will not be common in the future." ā
"I'll go to Jincheng to see you when I have time. ā
"I wish you had time. Uncle Song sighed, "People who work like us always don't have much time for themselves." ā
"Hehe," Zeng Xiaoxian smiled, "Uncle Song, you are also a little emotional, be careful to find you for tea in the fifth game." ā
"I don't know if I'm looking for it or not," Uncle Song looked at Zeng Xiaoxian with a smile, "I'm sure I'm looking for you." ā
Uncle Song pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray and said seriously: "Agent No. 9527 listens to the order." Zeng Xiaoxian quickly sat up straight. "Agent No. 9527's emotional behavior has been abnormal in the past three months, and Special Order Agent No. 9520 to escort Agent No. 9527 to the Tenth Agent Consultation Office of the Demon Capital for a psychological assessment, and the order will be executed immediately!"
"Yes!" Zeng Xiaoxian agreed loudly. "Uncle Song, don't be so serious, scare me. The fifth game really came to me for tea? No. 9520?
"Don't ask more if you shouldn't. Uncle Song ordered, "Execute it immediately!" 9,520 people have arrived, just outside the door. Uncle Song took out another cigarette, put it on his nose and sniffed it: "Go, go and come back quickly." ā
"Yes!"
Zeng Xiaoxian opened the door and saw someone standing at the door, and immediately greeted, "Sister Rong, is there something wrong with Director Song?"
"Zeng Xiaoxian!" Sister Rong rolled her eyes at Zeng Xiaoxian, "Let's go, I heard that you are mentally ill, so I will take you to the doctor." With that, he turned around and walked in front coolly.
"Who! Who TMD said I have ......" Zeng Xiaoxian suddenly remembered something, "See a doctor? What doctor? Psychiatrist? 9520? Don't go so fast, I can't keep up." Zeng Xiaoxian followed downstairs out of breath with a series of questions.
Sister Rong pulled the car door and sat in the driver's seat, looking at Zeng Xiaoxian outside the car, "Zeng Xiaoxian, get in the car, hurry up!"
"Oh," Zeng Xiaoxian got into the co-pilot and buckled his seat belt, and asked again, "Are you 9520?"
"Sit down. "The car starts. Sister Rong snorted lightly, "Sit obediently, don't think about running away, you know the ability to organize action." ā
"Hehe, what are you kidding, how could I escape, I didn't make a mistake. ā
"I don't know if I'm guilty or not, my task is to take you to the doctor. ā
"I'm not sick!" Zeng Xiaoxian resisted, "I ......"
Sister Rong gave Zeng Xiaoxian a look of annoyance, Zeng Xiaoxian smiled: "You drive, you drive." ā
After a short time, Zeng Xiaoxian still couldn't help it, "Sister Rong, my colleague has been working for so long, I didn't expect you to be my own person, I knew ...... earlier"
"Zeng Xiaoxian!" Sister Rong shouted: "Pay attention to the regulations! It is forbidden to talk about the organization where there are people." ā
"Oh," Zeng Xiaoxian was stunned for a moment, wasn't there only two people in the car?
Zeng Xiaoxian posted it with a hippie smile again, "Sister Rong, my colleagues haven't known about you Lao Guigeng for so long, and I don't know that it's inconvenient for Fang ......."
"It's inconvenient!" Sister Rong looked serious, "No one told you, don't ask the girl's age casually?!" and then stared at Zeng Xiaoxian with a serious face.
"No," Zeng Xiaoxian looked at Sister Rong who was staring at him and said depressedly, "You look ahead, you're still driving." Can't you ask that? No! Not really! Nobody told me that I couldn't ask it. ā
"No, no, don't be nervous. Sister Rong smiled faintly, "No wonder Laura wants to split her legs." ā
"Where am I nervous?!" Zeng Xiaoxian resisted: "I told you about Laura's splitting legs, hey, why should I tell you, if it weren't for the fact that you are a woman,......"
Sister Rong punched Zeng Xiaoxian in the head, Zeng Xiaoxian immediately fainted, "It's really annoying," Sister Rong continued to drive, "The young people nowadays are not polite at all, and a prospective traitor is chattering non-stop." ā