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Although it was called honorable, it actually carried a trace of derogatory meaning. Because she's someone I used to know — Officer Fang.

Why had she come?

Due to the fact that they are familiar with each other, Officer Fang would occasionally come to my room to chat. After all, Secretary Zhang can't accompany her everyday because of her work.

Inside a room that was elegant but not empty, Officer Fang sat cross-legged, drinking tea and asking me about You Meng's situation.

As was mentioned, a myriad of emotions surged in my heart. I didn't know how to reply to Officer Fang. Perhaps a faint smile would be the best answer.

Officer Fang seemed to have realized something and stopped pursuing the matter.

However, after a moment of silence, Officer Fang opened his mouth again and asked, "Secretary Zhao, if I were to report what happened last year, which was something you did bravely, to your Secret Service, would it lessen the punishment you're receiving now?"

From those words, I could hear Officer Fang's feelings. However, I didn't like those things that were too hypocritical. Thus, I said, "It has already been so many years, why are you still mentioning it?"

Officer Fang said, "I heard from Secretary Zhang that the mistake you made this time was quite serious. You can make it up if you can."

I pretended not to care. "Just let it go. There's no need to remedy it. "Thank you for your kind intentions."

Officer Fang asked, "Are you staying here alone, all the way?"

I nodded. "That's right." I've been here for many days. "

Officer Fang said, "You've been waiting passively like this the entire time. Didn't you consider taking the initiative to talk to the leaders? Perhaps you might even be able to get their forgiveness."

I smiled, "Officer Fang, it's not as simple as you think."

Just as I was talking to Officer Fang, the Secretary Zhang walked in from outside.

Seeing Secretary Zhang, I really had nothing to say, so I just remained silent. On the other hand, Secretary Zhang walked straight to Officer Fang's side and complained to her, "Why did you come to Zhao Long's room again, Little Fang? Isn't he made up enough rumors?"

What he said sounded rather harsh, but I made no comment. Right now, the Secretary Zhang was in the process of gaining power. As the saying goes, Feng Shui turned and turned, he had once again returned to the C Head to serve as the Security Secretary that he hadn't seen for a long time. As for me, from my position in Security Secretary, I was ordered to stop and reflect upon my actions. The difference in status, let me really do not have any courage and capital to compete with it. To be exact, it wasn't that I didn't dare, it was that I didn't think it was necessary. Even though I clearly knew that Secretary Zhang was mocking me, I still pretended that I didn't understand, pretending that my comprehension wasn't good.

Officer Fang complained, "Zhang Dengqiang, can you not speak like that? "Nonsense."

Secretary Zhang laughed contemptuously, and said: "You don't know this, right? Secretary Zhang is our Secret Service's Prince of Gossip, together with the Y Country's security lady Ma Rui …" Only after the Secretary Zhang had spoken halfway and seemed to have realized that something was amiss did he stop talking and change the topic, "Let's not talk about the rumors for now. I, Zhao Long, want to settle things peacefully. Don't come and disturb me when you have nothing better to do."

Officer Fang rolled his eyes at Secretary Zhang and said, "How is this considered disturbing? I'm here to relieve my boredom with Secretary Zhao."

Secretary Zhang said humorlessly: "Now that I'm here, shouldn't you go back to your room and help me relieve my boredom?"

Officer Fang said, "Tsk, Zhang Dengqiang, don't be pretentious. Sit here too, let's talk to Secretary Zhao."

I remained silent while the two young lovers bickered. It was funny to smoke a cigarette and watch their behavior.

Especially Secretary Zhang, his expression of complacency was even more of a show off. He seemed to have a sense of superiority written on his face. When he met my eyes, he would even let out a light smile. It was a smile of disdain, yet at the same time, it was also filled with confidence.

However, the Secretary Zhang pulled up a chair and sat opposite of me. He didn't sit on the sofa but intentionally pulled up a chair and faced me with a pair of lethal eyes, seemingly smiling but not smiling.

I knew he was showing off to me. He was enjoying himself now, and I was thinking about it. In contrast, he found a sense of superiority in it, so he looked at me with that expression, as if he were making a mockery of me with his eyes.

Secretary Zhang said, "Zhao Long, you seem to be living a carefree life. You don't have to work, you can still pay. "Envy, envy!"

The sarcasm in my words was self-evident. I said to Secretary Zhang, "You're jealous, right? If you're jealous, then you should try to be like that too!"

Secretary Zhang laughed, "I don't have as much ability as you do."

Seeing the look on Secretary Zhang's face, he seemed to have the aura of someone adding a stone to a well, and could not help but frown: "Secretary Zhang's abilities are much better than mine, the political department and the Head are wandering back and forth, I wonder where will we go next?"

Secretary Zhang touched the glasses on his nose and laughed: "Zhao Long, you should worry about yourself first, what do you want from me? You, ah, have made a very serious mistake. " The Secretary Zhang emphasized the word 'serious' on purpose, and continued to speak. "I'm really afraid that I'll lose you, this war friendly colleague, from now on, I'll just drop one level, I just don't want you to change your career, if not, it'll be a huge loss to the entire Secret Service!"

He spoke with the tone of a leader with both hands behind his back. He could not help but let out a "Zi Zi" sound from the corner of his mouth, as if he was sighing.

To be exact, I feel more and more regretful about the sudden change in the Secretary Zhang. He was originally a very righteous and kind superior, but later on, because of the incident with You Meng, he hated me from the bottom of his heart and even wanted to drive me out of Head. Compared to the Director Qi, although his methods were slightly inferior, his wolf-like heart still made people feel a chill in their hearts. Look at how he has now completely changed, adding insult to injury, being arrogant, and not being able to keep his mouth open. He was no longer the Secretary Zhang he used to be.

But then I thought, could it be that the change in the Secretary Zhang was also because of You Meng?

If so, how attractive was that woman that could turn the man who was obsessed with her into such a strange person?

If that's not the case, then why did the Secretary Zhang point the spear at me again and again, and even want to destroy me?

I ignored the Secretary Zhang because I felt that talking to him was a waste of time. He seemed to only be sarcastic now, and nothing else.

But to be honest, Secretary Zhang's words are not unreasonable, I indeed don't have any qualifications to be respected anymore. I was tortured by reality to almost nothing. Although he had heard some rumors from Song Sichun, how difficult was it to truly investigate it? Just with my strength alone, and with my identity as someone who has been suspended from duty and has no power or status, how can I make a move against such an identity? At the thought of this, I felt my brain swelling and churning, but I had to think about it.

Sometimes, I want to call the Director You and reveal the truth of the matter to him. However, there was no conclusive evidence. Doing so would only alert the enemy, which would be counterproductive.

It occurred to me that if only I had a good friend to help me.

If You Meng was still by my side, then everything would be fine.

But the most dramatic thing is that You Meng left me in anger because of Mary Shiya's sudden visit. What's even more depressing is that she actually went against the Director Qi in order to anger me and beat me up.

Could it be that love could also turn the tides?

At this moment, thinking back to these troublesome matters, he felt both helpless and helpless.

Yet this damnable Secretary Zhang didn't seem to want to leave. Instead, he sat down next to Officer Fang, holding his chin in one hand and Officer Fang's waist in the other, with his head swaying left and right, looking extremely proud of himself.

I detested his appearance, so I took the initiative to order him to leave. "Secretary Zhang, if there's nothing else, you can go back first. I want to lie down and rest."

Secretary Zhang started to write about my expulsion order. He smacked his lips and said mysteriously, "Aiyo, oh, Secretary Zhao Zhao Long. Now he doesn't even recognize his comrades. Do you have some sort of date with that 'Ten Tusks on the Road' (Mary Shiya) from State Y, afraid that we will affect you? "That road ten teeth is really infatuated with you. A few days ago, I specifically came to visit you. Zhao Long, oh Zhao Long, you really got lucky!"

If it wasn't for the presence of Officer Fang, I really want to slap Secretary Zhang twice.

But I held back.

I don't want to argue with such a person. That would be a waste of time.

The Secretary Zhang smiled as he switched Officer Fang's arms, then opened the door and walked out. Officer Fang turned his head and said worriedly to me, "Secretary Zhao, think carefully, you'll make it through."

I smiled at her and saw the genuine concern on her face.

I agree with You Meng once again: Officer Fang's fresh flower is stuck on Secretary Zhang's cow dung.

However, at this time, before Secretary Zhang and Officer Fang could walk out of the house, familiar but hurried footsteps came from outside the corridor.

I knew the sound best, and my heart leaped at the sound.

The footsteps abruptly stopped at the door. A peerless beauty that was as beautiful as a fairy stopped at the door. Her beauty and ethereal appearance immediately caused Officer Fang, who was beside her, to pale in comparison.

I saw a beautiful face that was familiar and unfamiliar, and a figure that was deeply imprinted in my mind.