A week after Wang Puchen returned to Dachen Island, he received a letter from Ma Hanshan's son, and Xu Buyuan gave him a picture of Tang Yin's beauty, saying that it was left by his father before his death. Wang Puchen personally sent a secret telegram to Comrade Jianfeng - Xu Tieying was warned that corruption should be reined in.

Wang Puchen has been independent all his life, but at this time, he must help Sun Chaozhong to quietly survive the catastrophe in his life. He can't rest, and he has forced a lot of affairs that need to be handled by Commissioner Wang before, and if he rests, he will completely stop, so he can only claim that the commissioner's gout attack is inconvenient to walk, and the commissioner's office and the conference room are combined in the living room outside the bedroom, and if he can hold it, he will work in person, and if he can't hold it, he will dictate it to Deputy Director Sun Chaozhong, who is also a confidential secretary for the time being, and he will convey and deal with it on his behalf.

Chao Zhong moved into the study next door to him on the same day, and took care of him during his recuperation. He treated Pu Chen extremely carefully, taking medicine, changing dressings, cleaning up, as punctual as a clock, and with a slight frown, he could see where he was uncomfortable. Chao Zhong is not afraid of being busy, drafting manuscripts, recording and conveying oral instructions, and organizing various meetings almost keep him busy like a spinning top, no problem, he is afraid of Wang Puchen's volcanic accumulation state hidden under the calm and calm.

Pu Chen's heart broke through the ban and surged out from that day, and his strong heart was on the verge of collapse several times, all relying on his own extraordinary perseverance to suppress it, struggling to maintain a quiet and introverted appearance. He desperately needs the buzzing noise of his subordinates, all kinds of emergencies and bad news, and he desperately needs his brain to run at high speed, so his office door is open all day, and he does not refuse any subordinates who come to report and ask for instructions. The night was difficult, and the considerate deputy privately gave a death order, unless the army landed on the island, it was not allowed to disturb Commissioner Wang. During the day, the suppressed mood violently counterattacked, and the struggle was extremely tormenting, he felt that there was no movement, but Chao Zhong could always detect it, got up and came over to see if he was abnormal, and was afraid of dissipating his sleepiness, so he quietly did not say a word, and often sat with him in clothes until dawn. Pu Chen knew that his demons were about to come true, and he had to be ruthless to himself next time, so he would confess to Chaozhong this night, he wanted to stay in the courtyard for a while, don't disturb. Chao Zhong hesitated and said, resolutely said, ten minutes.

On the night of the full moon on the island, Pu Chen took a bottle of Guizhou Bai, which had become a rare product, walked into the small courtyard, sat in the daylily bushes that had begun to wither, and took out a pair of porcelain cups to the moonlight. He poured a full cup, saluted the moonlight, and threw it towards the ancient imperial capital in the northwest; I poured another full glass and drank it in one gulp. Respect to the moonlight, to himself, to the moonlight, to himself, he drank one cup at a very fast speed, half a life cautiously never drunk, at this moment the liquor into the abdomen, burning, painful, mellow, drunk, the world is turning in the reflection of the mind is a full moon, people fall backwards.

Commissioner. Chao Zhong knelt on the ground and caught him, fought with him for the bottle of Guizhou White, and said resolutely, it's okay. You said you only had one drink.

He was ready that Wang Puchen would give him a slap in the face, or something even crazier, but he only saw Pu Chen in his arms nodding very slowly, very slowly, and said hoarsely after a long time, Chaozhong, my heart is beating fast.

Sun Chaozhong hurriedly reached out to touch it, and sure enough, the heart was beating so much that it was about to burst out of his chest, and his soul was lost, and he shouted in a dumb voice, Commissioner! Wang Puchen raised his head slowly, and under the moonlight, he could still see the abnormal flush on his face, as if his eyes were scattered and confused that night, and he himself knew that it was abnormal, so he covered his face with his hand and said, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, don't be alarmed. I'm just sober. Chao Zhong ...... Would you like to get the minutes of the day's meeting and read them to me?

Commissioner, Sun Chaozhong's hand didn't dare to leave his pulse, knowing that he was just going to be distracted, he stammered in a hurry, do you remember Beiping? The wind in Beiping is always hard, hot in summer and cold in winter, but standing on the city wall in clear weather and watching the moonlight sprinkle on the glazed tiles of the Forbidden City, it makes people feel beautiful like a dream.

Haven't seen it...... You are near the sea in the middle and the south. Beiping station is too far away.

Sun Chaozhong choked.

Commissioner, he immediately stammered and came up with an extremely bad topic, saying, the Beiping Garrison Command received the banquet, and the military police and military commanders all went, but I didn't see you. They say you're not in good health, you never drink alcohol, and you never go to feasts.

Garrison Command...... Garrison Command......

Wang Puchen was obviously cooperating with hard thinking, and finally grabbed a wisp of memory in the chaos. Ah, something happened that day...... Nanjing, Nanjing, someone instructed the Beiping Special Operations Group to blow up and kill the mayor of Beiping...... What is the mayor's last name? Is the surname Liu or the surname He? The Secret Bureau pretended to be deaf and dumb, and when I knew about it, I rushed to stop it, but after I left Beiping, they still blew up the mayor's house.

Pu Chen's whole body was weak, all supported by Chaozhong's body, but his consciousness tried to stay awake. He heard the child's voice as if it was across the water, and asked from afar, "Don't they listen to you?" You are the stationmaster of Beiping Station appointed by the Security Bureau.

Stationmaster? Pu Chen laughed, he only felt that the heavens and the earth were spinning violently, and he ripped off his collar irritably, and the speed of his speech began to become faster, the Secret Bureau is in the north, and there is no lineage! It all depends on the co-ordination and bribery of local spy forces, and the Beiping Station was set up by Ma Hanshan, who never bought the accounts of the Secret Bureau, and there are many large and small spies below, each with its own power, and even he cannot completely control it. The Secrecy Bureau wanted to completely absorb the Beiping Station, and was afraid that his cronies would be cannon fodder, so Comrade Jianfeng wanted me to manage the field station to exercise my ability.

He still covered his face with his hands, and laughed under his long fingers.

I, the chief inspector of the Major General of the Secret Bureau, the head of the Beiping Station, more than 10,000 spies from all walks of life in Beiping, 50,000 or 60,000 hooligans, thieves and abductors, are dying every day, and the good people can't live. Wang Puchen, Xu Tieying, and Chen Jiji are all the way, and their names are all written on the dirtiest page of history, Xu Tieying always treats me as an enemy, jokes, I and he are all the way, and they should be tried and shot......

Sun Chaozhong immediately covered his mouth with his hand and whispered, Commissioner! You shouldn't say that! I'll help you go back to sleep and lie down.

He tried hard to help Pu Chen, who was no longer able to stand, up, but he couldn't, and in vain they both turned over into the flowers. Chao Zhong wanted to stand up, but Pu Chen's hand touched his clean and young cheek.

Chao Zhong ...... When I was as young as you......

Pu Chen almost fell on top of him, his face was very close to him, his dark eyes stared at him, and the thumping heartbeat carried the body temperature into Chao Zhong's heart, making him tremble and lose all mobility. Pu Chen's slender fingers were buried in his hair, combed it gently, stroked it gently, and gasped for breath and said, Chaozhong, what do you want?

Chao Zhong couldn't answer.

I said the wrong thing. I don't know what you want, young people always have to go crazy for a while, it's over and it's over, I know what you need to do it.

He pushed Chaozhong away, rolled sideways into the flowers, lay in the moonlight with his eyes closed, and softly sang the lamentation he had learned from a death row inmate, slurred, his voice slowed down, faded away, and finally disappeared.

Wang Puchen woke up in bed the next morning, clean, refreshing, and the whole person returned to the state before the accident. He picked up the half-empty bottle of Guizhou Bai and looked at it, and when he walked out of the room, Chao Zhong had already cleaned his clothes stained with flower juice and dried them in the bright morning light, and his young face was full of vitality. Wang Puchen watched him dry his clothes and thanked him and said, thank you. Comrade Chaozhong also washes clothes? Did you learn it from Director Xu at that time?

Sun Chaozhong was stunned for a moment. Soon he said, Commissioner, you take your medicine first, and I'll have breakfast brought to you.

Wang Puchen adjusted himself to normal, and his illness got better day by day. Sun Chaozhong rarely heard him wake up at night, he smoked less and less, and after two months, he completely stopped, and people gradually became busy, so busy that he had little time to talk to Sun Chaozhong. Chao Zhong remained faithful to his de facto functions as secretary and deputy, taking care of him and his soon-to-be-dying flowers. The Commissioner's Office had the only telephone that connected to the Presidential Palace, and whenever Commissioner Wang used it, everyone had to stay away from the small secret room, and Chao Zhong guarded the door for him. When Chao Zhong passed by the secret room again, he saw that the military commander's people were standing guard, he made a gesture in surprise, and the other party gestured back, signaling him Commissioner Wang was talking and not approaching.

After Commissioner Wang recovered from his illness, he deliberately went to the martial arts arena privately to test his physical fitness, and the target shooting was still accurate, but it was indeed not as good as before to overcome the obstacles. He asked Sun Chaozhong to try it too, squinting at Sun Chaozhong's accurate left-hand shots, which were on par with the military elite, and thoughtfully. Met a good opponent, Chao Zhong played very happily today, and he was soaked with sweat, he really wanted to see what Wang Puchen's expression was, but he didn't see anyone when he turned around. The subordinate said that Commissioner Wang had left beforehand.

Chaozhong was unaware of all the signs. Soon one morning, he went to the kitchen to cook porridge for Wang Puchen and came back, but he didn't see anyone, and the guards were surprised and said, Deputy Director Sun, Commissioner Wang set off to inspect the Zhoushan Islands, don't you know? Chao Zhong was stunned. The director of the Personnel Department came in with a spring breeze on his face, and in a loud voice he sent an order from Comrade Jianfeng's line: the former temporary acting chief of the confidential section of the chamberlain's office, simply put, Comrade Jianfeng's firearm and intelligence secretary.

It's impossible. Chao Zhong stubbornly didn't want to admit the paper appointment, but the appointment was just around the corner, and the secretary was like a leader's woman, once one used it, no one would use it again, let alone the leader? He walked out of the room quickly and went to call Commissioner Wang, hoping that he could tell him on the phone that Comrade Jianfeng had indeed made a mistake and that he would coordinate. The director of the personnel department held down the phone in time and said, Deputy Director Sun, Commissioner Wang explained when he left, please leave immediately after receiving the order, and it is best to report on the same day.

Chao Zhong sat quietly for an hour in front of the paper.

He has never understood himself so clearly, his place in Commissioner Wang's heart, he is an eyeliner, an eyeliner that can be pitied but must not be placed by his side. On this day, the temperature of the island was close to 30 degrees, but Chaozhong fell into the airport on the full moon night in Beiping, the north wind was howling, Xu Tieying threw down the court summons condescendingly, this time no one caught it for him, he died of cold and despair.

Chao Zhong did his best to clean up all the traces he left in Commissioner Wang's room, ironed the dried shirt, folded it and put it at the head of Commissioner Wang's bed, and quietly left Dachen Island. The deputy director, who flew to the island on the same flight with him to deliver supplies, looked at this expressionless young man with good luck with envy, and thought, this is the appearance of a nobleman.

Sun Chaozhong's entry into the company went extremely smoothly. Comrade Jianfeng's entourage has just undergone some cleaning, and there are not many new recruits, all of whom are his confidants who have been inspected for a long time and absolutely trusted, and the Xingyuan Office attaches great importance to them, and all aspects are arranged very properly, and the deputy director of the Xingyuan Office even personally took him to recognize people, and went to the scene to teach him various rules and work know-how. Comrade Jianfeng, who once appeared on the other end of the phone by chance, is now facing each other day and night, and it is not a new thing to see the president, but Sun Chaozhong no longer has the excitement he should have, and he is working step by step. Xingyuan's office praised him for being calm, down-to-earth, and able to do great things.

Chao Zhong often received secret reports from Dachen Island, each with a signature at the back, Wang Puchen. Comrade Jianfeng will often write instructions to him, and his head is always Comrade Pu Chen. He heard that Comrade Jianfeng often picked up the phone and said, pick up Dachen Island, and then said, Pu Chen? I will also hear Comrade Jianfeng pick up the phone and say, Pu Chen. Wang Puchen was passing by the invisible radio waves and information, and there was not a trace of it for him. The name was followed by a pair of dark bottomless eyes, no light could penetrate it, and the stabbing made his whole body feel unbearable pain and curl up. He would dream of that hand over and over again in his heaviest dreams, combing his hair over and over again, and asking without a trace of warmth, what do you want?

He can often see Xu Tieying now. Isn't it good that Commander Xu was very satisfied with his progress, and would privately teach him how to work beside the leader, and he listened silently, remembered silently, and thought to himself, isn't it good that there are still people willing to use him?

On this day, Xu Tieying was called by Comrade Jianfeng, but he himself was temporarily called away by the president, so the wait was gone, and Chao Zhong went to the Hou meeting room to accompany him for a while. Xu Tieying held the teacup with empty eyes, and said nothing, indicating that the back blocked by the bonsai on the opposite side was a living person, he walked over defenselessly, and called Xu Bu Chang, but found that Xu Tieying showed a rescued smile, and said to the person behind him, Commissioner Wang, or your subordinates are talented!

Turning around, Chao Zhong saw Wang Puchen.

Wang Puchen was wearing a peacock blue tunic, revealing the edge of his snow-white shirt, his complexion was slightly haggard, he nodded slightly idlely, and said to Xu Tieying, Chief Xu is polite, Comrade Jianfeng knows people and can use them.

Chief Xu Buyuan said yes again and again, praising Comrade Jianfeng for a few words and turning it over, it would be embarrassing to say more about this topic. At the beginning of the conversation, it could not be truncated, so Xu Tieying and Wang Puchen discussed the political curriculum of the Intelligence College, going back and forth, staying up for time without hurry. Sun Chaozhong should have withdrawn decently at this time, he didn't, but took a step forward, stood between the two, and said calmly, Commissioner Wang. Xu Tieying looked up at him, Wang Puchen also looked up at him, the room was silent, and they heard this expressionless young man say at the same time, I haven't washed Director Xu's clothes. Director Xu is here, and I won't lie.

Wang Puchen looked at him quietly, and his bottomless eyes did not fluctuate.

Xu Tieying looked at Sun Chaozhong blankly, and then at Wang Puchen blankly, wittily without saying a word.

I haven't washed anyone, except you.

He nodded to the two high-ranking officials and left the Hou meeting room, not forgetting to close the door gently.