Chapter 761: If you become rich and powerful, don't forget your friends

He was leaving the house.

Just then, he ran into Li Boqi.

The guy looked like he had just returned from somewhere, covered in dust.

Zhang Yong stopped in his tracks. Attention. Salute.

Li Boqi pretended not to see him. Bow your head. Ignore him. Go around.

As a result, Zhang Yong immediately moved to stop him. Attention. Salute. He happened to block his way. He would not let him go.

Hey, you want to run? It's not that easy!

Li Boqi had no choice but to stop.

If he didn't say a few words to get rid of this guy, this guy would never go.

'Where are you going?'

'Presidential Palace.'

'Who told you to go?'

'He said he was Lin Wei, Director Lin.'

'Do you know him?'

'No. But he called your office and was looking for you.'

'Listen more, speak less.'

'Yes.'

'If you can't make up your mind, don't take a position.'

'Understood.'

'Go!'

'Yes.'

Zhang Yong turned around and left.

As soon as he left the door, Gu Bafeng came charging over.

Not only did Gu Bafeng come, but Li Shiqun actually came too. How did this guy pop up?

Could it be that the Postal Inspection Department also wants a piece of the action with this bombardment of the Presidential Palace?

Oh, the Executive Yuan is also inside the Presidential Palace. If someone really shells the Presidential Palace, President Wang will also be scared.

In fact, the Presidential Palace in Jinling is basically equivalent to the Tianwangfu during the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom period. It was converted from the old palace of the Ming Dynasty. Some modern buildings have been added. The inside is very large. There are also several small lakes. In later generations, it has become a AAAAA-level tourist attraction.

So, theoretically speaking, it is unlikely that a mortar shell could be used to kill someone. The grounds are so large that it would be impossible to carry out a targeted attack without very precise coordinates. I don't think anyone inside would be that unlucky.

Of course, the shock would be inevitable.

The key point is that it would be a great loss of face.

If shells were landing at the Presidential Palace, where would the Nationalist government's face be?

The Military Police Command, in particular, is responsible for protecting the security of the Presidential Palace. If the shell really went off, Gu Zhenglun, the commander of the Military Police, would definitely go home and farm.

Therefore, it is completely understandable that Gu Bafeng is so nervous and working around the clock.

Who wouldn't fight hard when their job is at stake?

'Shaolong!'

'Shaolong!'

Gu Bafeng shouted as he saw Zhang Yong.

Without further ado, he grabbed Zhang Yong's hand to prevent him from running outside.

Zhang Yong tried to get rid of this guy, but he found out that he was actually no match. This guy's strength was greater than his.

There was nothing he could do. Zhang Yong had to stop.

At this time, Li Shiqun walked over. He said slowly, 'Team Leader Zhang, we didn't come here for nothing. No matter where you are going, please let us finish what we have to say.'

'What do you want to say?' Zhang Yong frowned.

'The time given by the Secretariat is five days. But now, 103 hours have passed, and there are only 17 hours left before the deadline.'

'But the Secretariat didn't give me a deadline!'

'That's true. But, Team Leader Zhang, don't you want to make a splash?'

'What splash?'

'If Team Leader Zhang can find the mastermind behind this in the remaining 17 hours, he will be able to make a big splash in the eyes of the adjutant's office and the top echelons of the party state! Does Team Leader Zhang refuse glory and riches?'

'No. Team Leader Li, you have spent more than 100 hours here, and you really haven't found any clues?'

'Unfortunately, no. The mortar was buried two or three months ago. After such a long time, all traces have been lost.'

'Then I can't find any clues either!'

Zhang Yong said honestly.

That was the situation.

The Military Police Command, the Police Headquarters, and the Military Affairs Council, yes, there was also a Military Affairs Council. These three departments had gathered so many elites, and they must have dug up the entire vicinity. If there was any clue, they would have found it. Since they hadn't found it, it meant that there was none.

It was over...

It might be his turn to suffer soon.

Lin Wei probably told her to go because he wanted her to find the mastermind behind it all as soon as possible.

In fact, the mastermind behind it all must be the Japanese!

There's no need to guess.

Who else would be crazy enough to do such a thing, except the Japanese invaders?

However, even if the Nationalist government knew exactly what was going on, they wouldn't dare make a sound. They could only investigate secretly.

If they found a clue and evidence, they could kill a few Japanese soldiers as a feeble form of resistance. They probably wouldn't dare issue an open warning.

As for protests and the like, forget it. They don't have the backbone for it.

If they had the guts to protest, or even resist, they'd be better off doing something practical. Stop the civil war and unite against the outside world.

That's a lot to think about...

'No, you can!' Gu Bafeng said in a deep voice.

Zhang Yong: ...

Are you crazy? I don't even have confidence in myself!

And you have confidence in me?

That's ridiculous...

'Yes, you can,' Li Shiqun added.

Zhang Yong: ...

Speechless.

It's true that sometimes praise from others is not a good thing.

For example, if Wang Chengzhu gives you a thumbs-up, it doesn't necessarily mean he's praising you. These two guys are the same.

On the surface, they're praising you and admiring you, but in reality, they want to use Zhang Yong as a shield. As long as Zhang Yong is involved, they won't feel as much pressure. And they'll have an excuse in the future. You see, Zhang Yong isn't up to it either. After all that blabber, he's off the hook.

'I really can't,' Zhang Yong shook his head.

'Where are you going?' Li Shiqun changed the subject, 'We'll go with you.'

'Right. Wherever you go, we'll go.' Gu Bafeng followed up, 'You do the talking, we'll do the running.'

'I'm going to the Presidential Palace,' Zhang Yong answered casually, without pretending to be cool.

'Now?' Gu Bafeng looked strange.

'Yes,' Zhang Yong nodded, 'I just got the call.'

'Who called?' Li Shiqun was curious.

'He said he was Lin Wei, Director Lin,' Zhang Yong answered honestly.

There was nothing to hide.

That was the truth. It was indeed Lin Wei.

Zhang Yong didn't think Lin Wei was a big shot either. The other party was purely a civilian official.

Unlike Commander Qian, Lin Wei didn't seem to have a part-time job in the military. At least not yet. So Zhang Yong didn't really care.

In these troubled times, civilian officials are not in demand. Only those in control of the military are the kings.

No matter how cocky you were before, once you are no longer protected by military power, you will immediately be a nobody.

A very cruel reality. And it hurts.

But that is the way it is. Whether you admit it or not.

'Then...'

Gu Bafeng and Li Shiqun looked at each other.

Well, it's over. Or rather, it's fine. The entourage office was impatient. They didn't even wait for the last day.

Before the five-day deadline had passed, the phone call went directly to Zhang Yong.

A little envious.

A little jealous.

But can they do it? No.

If they can't, then they can only watch Zhang Yong enter the Presidential Palace in a magnificent manner.

Hey, that's the pinnacle of power!

As long as you lean in, you can get a little bit of it.

Damn it, this guy Zhang Yong seems to be a bit reluctant. Really. I want to punch him. You're not happy when you're told to go to the Presidential Palace?

If Director Lin personally called and told me to go to the Presidential Palace, I'd crawl there if I had to.

'Team Leader Zhang,' Li Shiqun suddenly said aloud.

'What is it?' Zhang Yong responded.

'If you become rich, don't forget your friends!' Li Shiqun said in a deep voice.

'Yes, don't forget us when you become rich and powerful!' Gu Bafeng immediately chimed in, "Shaolong, don't forget us when you become rich and powerful.'

'Become rich and powerful..." Zhang Yong was also convinced.

These two guys.

He himself was worried that going to the presidential palace would be a bad omen!

In the end, in other people's eyes, is it that he is preparing to become rich and powerful, soar to the sky, and become rich and powerful?

Should I tell you a future saying?

...It won't be long before I get a promotion, a pay rise, become the general manager, CEO, marry a rich and beautiful woman, and reach the pinnacle of life. I'm a little excited just thinking about it...

Shakes his head.

Ignores them. Just walks away.

Become rich and powerful?

Haha.

If you become rich and powerful, don't forget your friends?

Haha!

Where have they all gone?

Zhang Yong now has only one wish: to go in safely and come out safely.

Don't stir up trouble.

Don't get sidetracked.

Don't...

Especially, especially, especially, don't get possessed by Conan again. Everywhere he goes, people die.

If he goes into the Presidential Palace himself and someone dies inside, that would really be a scene. He is really the unlucky charm.

He is daydreaming...

He is in a daze...

Finally, he arrives at the door of the Presidential Palace.

The daytime scene was completely different from the night before. It was quiet here.

Apart from the guarding military police, there were also some plainclothes guards from the Presidential Office. There was no one else.

Look up.

Look at the Presidential Office arch.

Hey, more than ten years later, many PLA soldiers stood on it...

Suddenly, Zhang Yong's expression became very strange.

It turned out that the map showed that there were actually three small yellow dots inside the Presidential Office.

Oh my god!

Three!

yellow dots!

Inside the Presidential Palace!

Close aides of the Son of Heaven!

There are actually three underground communists inside!

Awesome...

Impressive...

For a moment, Zhang Yong stopped being nervous.

Pfft, if others can go undercover as communists in the Presidential Palace, why is he so nervous about visiting the Presidential Palace?

Relieved.

Relaxed.

He went to the security office and reported his identity.

He was quickly let in.

The butler's office had made a record in advance.

However, only Zhang Yong was allowed to go in. His weapons were also collected and registered.

Sigh...

Zhang Yong walked in silently.

No one showed him the way.

Director Lin's order was for him to wait outside the Kylin Gate. At the right time, someone would naturally come out to notify him.

So Zhang Yong found his own way to the Kylin Gate.

Just then, a yellow dot came out from inside. He walked leisurely past him.

He wasn't wearing military uniform. He was a middle-aged man. In his thirties, probably? His appearance seemed quite ordinary.

Without the reminder of the map, it would be absolutely impossible to guess that he was actually an undercover member of the underground party.

It really is true to the saying

'You can't judge a book by its cover, and you can't measure the sea with a pint pot.'

Finally, he arrived outside Qilin Gate. Looking around, he saw nothing unusual. So he obediently waited.

How long did he need to wait?

He didn't know.

In any case, he had to wait until Director Lin had time to see him.

So...

close your eyes and relax.

It's a rare moment of peace...

Suddenly, you open your eyes!

Something's up!