Cyber Daming

The spring breeze is so proud that the horse's hooves are so fast that I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day.

At least in the eyes of the employees of Shudao Logistics, Li Jun, who dared to drive the black horse cross-country directly to the door of the group building, behaved completely worthy of this poem.

Riding alone on a rainy night, he challenged Fei Baiju, director of Tianfu Heavy Industry's Operation Division Three, in addition to the Songpan Wei Chongzhen Edict Operation that had recently spread within the group.

In the eyes of many people, this new supervisor, who comes from the Jiulong Street slum in Ji'e District, is a rare practical person among the security department supervisors in recent years. He is likely to change the weak and incompetent style of the security department in the past.

However, for those who work in the workplace, what they are most concerned about is Li Jun's beheading of Qian Jindong.

This violated the group's taboo. Logically speaking, Li Jun would not only have to lose his life, but his consciousness would also have to be thrown into the group's private prison for a hundred years to atone for his sins.

But the outcome of the incident was beyond everyone's expectations.

Neither the senior management of Shudao Logistics nor the Yizhou Gu family, the real owners behind the group, punished Li Jun in any way, not even verbally.

This is somewhat abnormal.

You must know that Qian Jindong is not a little guy without background. Just having the same surname as the general manager who manages all the affairs within the Gu family is enough to make his group prosperous.

This is indeed the case. The amount of money Qian Jindong has to save by taking advantage of various activities of the Ministry of Security over the years is probably astronomical.

Although I don't know how much of my filial piety was given to the general manager, the remaining part can still support Qian Jingdong's luxurious life, which shows how huge the amount of money is.

Gu Yong, the proprietor of the group, always turned a blind eye and acquiesced to Qian Jindong's corrupt behavior.

Such a well-connected person with a strong background was actually killed for a ridiculous reason.

In the eyes of those who are interested, this is either a sign of Li Jun'en's family being extremely prosperous, or he is trying to catch someone else's sword.

But no matter what kind of situation it was, Li Jun was not something that workers like them could afford to offend.

Facing countless evasive looks, Li Jun stepped into the group gate.

This is the first time he has visited the headquarters of Shudao Logistics Group. The interior decoration of the entire building reveals the financial resources of the large group and the background of the Confucian family.

Everything you look at is antique and elegant. All the furniture and furnishings are carved from sandalwood. A huge splash-ink landscape hangs at the front desk.

A couplet hangs on two huge beams that are suspected of trespassing: Great wisdom and courage are powerful in all directions, and trustworthiness and loyalty weigh a thousand pounds.

The horizontal batch is four large gold-lacquered characters written in regular script: "Shu Road Logistics".

The writing is vigorous and the muscles and bones are clear.

Even Li Jun, who didn't understand calligraphy at all, could smell an expensive atmosphere.

Li Jun smiled slightly at the girl Pingting who was peeping at him at the front desk. He was about to step forward to ask about the location of the security department when he heard a clear and clear female voice coming from behind.

"You must be Director Li, Qi Zhu has been waiting for you for a long time."

Li Jun looked back and saw that the woman who called herself Qi Zhu was wearing a blue coat and skirt, with black hair in a bun, and a pair of glasses popular from Western Yi on her high nose. She had sharp eyes and a capable temperament.

"Let me introduce myself. I am the secretary of Director Gu of the group's security department. The director asked me to introduce the basic situation of the group to Director Li."

Li Jun noticed that the aura on the other party was particularly weak, and he was indeed just an ordinary civilian employee.

"Then I'll trouble Secretary Qi."

Qizhu stepped aside and let Li Jun go first. Although her expression was polite, it revealed an indifference that could repel people thousands of miles away.

The two of them stepped on a pavilion-shaped sedan ladder one after another. As the floor was selected, wooden carved railings rose around it, and then slowly rose upwards.

The transparent line of sight is enough to see the layout of the entire Shudao Logistics Group.

"The entire group has twelve floors, which means three religions, nine streams, and twelve sequences."

"The top twelve floors represent Confucianism and are also where Master Yong's office is located."

Qi Zhu glanced at the rumored daring new manager from the corner of his eyes, and reminded him in a slightly serious tone:

"If Director Li usually wants to report to Master Yong, he must remember to make an appointment in advance. You must not step onto the twelfth floor without authorization, otherwise you will be punished by the group rules."

Li Jun heard the warning in the other party's words, and touched his nose in embarrassment. It seemed that he, a reckless person, had set up the situation quite well.

"The first to second floors are the business department and offices, which are responsible for handling the business distribution and housekeeping of the entire group."

"The third to fourth floors are the intelligence collection and analysis department. Here you can inquire about the power dynamics and black market transactions in most areas of the entire southwest region."

Qizhu added: "This information is divided into four levels according to its importance: heaven, earth, xuanhuang and yellow. Each requires a corresponding position to query. With your authority, Director Li, you can see the xuan-level information."

Listening to Qi Zhu's introduction, Li Jun sighed, now he finally had a reliable source of information.

In the past, Li Jun's sources of information were all underground black market intelligence dealers. The price of information sold from these people was high, and the authenticity of the content was difficult to distinguish.

The set of wristband equipment given to him by Gu Jia can only be connected to the group's database, and it is still far behind in the timeliness of some emergency information.

Although my authority can only query the Xuan level, at least I get real information, especially about the sequence.

Once bitten, twice shy.

The disintegration of Wu Jiu gene left Li Jun with lingering fears.

In fact, Li Jun also had one of the best sources of intelligence in the entire Ming Empire, and that was Jin Yiwei.

However, Li Jun never thought of obtaining information from them, because as soon as he opened his mouth, even if he was just making insinuations, the cause and effect of the whole matter would be guessed.

"The fifth to eighth floors are warehousing, valuation and trading, equipment research and development and other departments. These are business departments and have frequent interactions with the security department under the jurisdiction of Director Li, so you can pay more attention."

"As for the ninth and eleventh floors, that's where the security department is."

Li Jun was stunned for a moment, then asked: "What about the tenth floor?"

"Group private prison."

There was a hint of fear in Qizhu's cold voice. She seemed not to want to explain too much about the tenth floor, so she kept silent after a concise introduction.

Ding.

A clear copper bell sounded from the sedan ladder, and the wooden sign fixed under the eaves of the pavilion showed the words "Shiyi".

This time Qi Zhu took the lead and took Li Jun directly to the corner of the floor. Soon he came to a door with a sign saying "private use".

Qi Zhu opened the door, and there was a huge training ground behind the door.

A stocky figure wearing the same black military uniform stood in the field, looking at Li Jun with a smile.

"Just a few tricks?"

Li Jun smiled hoarsely, twisted his neck, and said loudly: "Then let's play."