National Security Bureau 8: I, the King of Criminal Cases

Section 151

We invited Mu Youyu to sing for promotion.

Pay attention to her, what's the problem?

"By the way, our Guoan is very poor, but we can't afford to hire celebrities."

The old man teased: "So it's voluntary, understand?"

"Understood!" Zhou Chen nodded quickly.

Not to mention voluntary, even if it's paid.

There are also countless singers, superstars, who are willing to sing for the official for free.

Many people know why.

So this is the real reward... Zhou Chen sighed in his heart.

The reward given to him by the old man!

For a long time.

The old man looked at Zhou Chen and asked a question, "Do you want to take over the position of the eighth bureau?"

Damn... Zhou Chen's face changed instantly.

His legs unconsciously weakened, and a bone-chilling chill surged throughout his body.

Every nerve in his body was frantically sending danger signals to his brain.

Help.

I think I should rescue him! .

Chapter 153 You are so cute when you brag (7 more)

Zhou Chen felt a bullet in the knee.

Sometimes he actually hates the officialdom.

Because the temptation of big men is like a breeze sweeping across your face.

If you are not careful, you may make mistakes.

There is no way back!

"You really shouldn't ask me this question!"

Looking at the old man's eyes, Zhou Chen did not find any fluctuations.

Look at Fei Lu: Jiu Qi Wu Liuren 2 Ba Ba Ba 4 billion

No kindness, no temptation, and no jokes.

But the more this happened, the more headache Zhou Chen had.

To be honest.

For him, nine places are enough.

Greed is the greatest original sin of mankind!

The old man looked into Zhou Chen's eyes quietly.

Noticed that there was helplessness in the eyes of this student, and then quickly turned to calmness.

It seemed a little disappointed, but the old man was more relieved.

Disappointed, because he could see that Zhou Chen had no interest in the position of the director of the Eighth Bureau.

Relieved, this student's student did things very simply, just defending the country.

In a flash, the old man was confused again.

How could there be such a simple person in the world?

"Why?"

The old man couldn't figure it out, so he asked.

But his thin and old body slowly sat up straight.

043 From a very ordinary old man, he instantly exuded amazing momentum.

It was as if his body suddenly became tall and mighty.

The momentum made Zhou Chen, a time traveler with a system, a little breathless.

"If I say that my first idea in this life was not to be a policeman, and I never thought about joining the National Security."

Zhou Chen's eyes were as calm as a mirror, looking directly into the old man's eyes without any fear, "I just want to be an ordinary person, live an ordinary life, and then spend this life happily with my family. Do you believe it?"

The whole room was suffocatingly silent.

The old and the young just stared at each other in silence.

After a long time, the old man smiled and waved his hand, "Go and have a rest, don't forget the task I assigned you."

"Yes!"

Zhou Chen stood up, saluted, and walked towards the office door.

The old man silently looked at Zhou Chen's back,

but the expression on that old face was so strange.

Can you believe it?

A man whose hands are stained with the blood of countless people, whose heart is so black that he can ignore life.

More vicious than the villains, more cruel than the thugs, more like the devil than the devil.

In order to defend the country, he can do anything, the strongest knife of the national security.

He actually wants to be an ordinary person?

The old man believed it.

His eyes that can see through the world, and can also see through life and death.

I saw sincerity, purity, and the desire for ordinariness.

"The world is so strange."

The old man murmured to himself, "The less you care about something, the more those things you don't care about will come to you!"

Can you just say no to the eighth game?

Young!

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Bureau 8, Director's Office.

"Are you back?"

Zhao Xiangguo smiled at the student who came in, his eyes flashing with excitement.

"Are you back!"

Zhou Chen walked to the desk, picked up the director's cigarette box, took out a cigarette and lit it.

"You are disrespectful." Zhao Xiangguo scolded with a smile.

"You are the one who spoiled him?" Zhou Chen was proud.

"Haha."

Zhao Xiangguo smiled and shook his head, "It hasn't been long since I was promoted to deputy director, and now I'm going to be a full director. As expected, he is so successful at a young age that he doesn't even take me, his teacher, seriously."

"Ahem!"

Zhou Chen was choked by the smoke and didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Don't be like this, I'm wrong, isn't it okay?"

"What did you do wrong?"

Zhao Xiangguo sneered, "How long has it been since you promised to give my daughter an autograph last time?"

You seem to be deliberately making me laugh... Zhou Chen rolled his eyes, "I'll go tomorrow, and ask the teacher's wife to prepare two good dishes."

"You are sensible."

Zhao Xiangguo stopped pretending to be cold, and nodded with a smile, "I won't keep you, I know you want a wife."

"What wife, that's my sister."

Zhou Chen smiled and nodded, "Let's go."

Zhao Xiangguo looked at Zhou Chen's back.

But he was different from the old man.

Zhao Xiangguo's face was full of relief.