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Before leaving, Zheng Xingguo reminded him: "Next Saturday morning, all the core team members will see the previous one. The focus is to introduce the new twelve new team members and give them some training. Before that, you’d better First, contact the other two from the Ministry of Public Security, and let each other breathe."

Ye Wenxuan: "Received."

Zheng Xingguo finally said: "The meeting place is at the anti-terrorist coalition stronghold in the United States. You will all meet at the airport on Friday, and you will just follow the people. Finally, don't be embarrassed to the special department."

Ye Wenxuan was not confident enough: "Ah?...Oh."

Zheng Xingguo frowned: "The answer is so feeble, come again."

Ye Wenxuan stood upright and raised his head: "Guarantee not to be embarrassed to the special department!"

However, that's right...

When he took the phone numbers of the other two, he called and wanted to make an appointment to come out to meet together, but they all hit the wall.

The elder counter-terrorism commissioner is called Zhang Boyuan, and this attitude is very polite: "I'm sorry, but I am really busy recently, and I may not have time to meet."

Another SWAT is even simpler.

Ye Wenxuan dialed the phone: "Is it Zou Jie?"

The man over there is panting violently: "Sorry, I'm practicing boxing. This is Zou Jie, which one are you?"

Ye Wenxuan: "Oh, I am Ye Wenxuan, we will be together next week..."

Before he finished speaking, a man snorted from the receiver and the phone was hung up.

Ye Wenxuan: "???

At this point, he had to admit one thing.

He seemed, maybe, it should be... disgusted by two other colleagues?

"Because you entered through the back door." Xing Yuan heard the cause and effect and answered him neatly.

Ye Wenxuan: "...that's why they haven't felt the thundering tyranny of me!"

Xing Yuan glanced at him.

Ye Wenxuan and he stared at each other: "Your eyes with intellectual disability are very unfriendly, and you need to feel my domineering spirit firsthand."

Xing Yuan pressed him on the sofa: "Then feel it here."

Then made a cool.

I went to see Kathy the next day, and Ye Wenxuan was still not very reconciled. After thinking about it for a while, he simply returned to the office and asked his colleagues to ask one by one.

Zhong Lei was following the case of a foreign spy during this time, and was close to the Ministry of Public Security. Wen Yan moved his eyes from the computer screen: "Zhang Boyuan and Zou Jie?"

"Yeah." Ye Wenxuan moved the chair next to him and sat down slowly: "We walked together next week. The vice team let me have a good relationship with people. As a result, these two people didn't seem to wait to see me."

Zhong Lei: "Did you contact them?"

Ye Wenxuan said yeah: "Why don't you feel something is wrong?"

Zhong Lei snorted: "Let's talk, what's their reaction?"

Ye Wenxuan talked about what he called in the past.

Before he finished, Zhong Lei had covered his mouth and moved his shoulder slightly.

Ye Wenxuan suspiciously: "Brother Zhong, are you laughing?"

Zhong Lei waved his hand: "No, no."

"Zhang Boyuan is relatively smooth. If he doesn't want to see you, he won't really offend you." He looked around and saw no one was there, so he whispered to Ye Wenxuan: "However, the Ministry of Public Security has recently received several major The case, Zhang Boyuan is right to say that. As for whether he really has no time..."

He spread his hands: "I think the credibility is relatively high. When their group encounters a case, they even waste time eating."

Ye Wenxuan: "Oh..."

Zhong Lei: "What's the other name?"

Ye Wenxuan looked down at the phone address book: "Zou Jie."

"That guy..." Zhong Lei was clear: "The character is not as good as Zhang Boyuan. He is very geng. He has hatred and hatred. He has beaten their captain before, and he has played more than once. But because the skill is really good, the multiplayer can compete against each other. Ten picks, their captain did not kick people out of the team, but reused very much."

The expression on Ye Wenxuan's face was horrified.

Zhong Lei: "It is estimated that I have some comments on the list approved by this application, and I didn't give you a good face."

Ye Wenxuan said quietly: "He wouldn't think I was the scum of the back door..."

Zhong Lei sincerely said: "It should be." He said again: "I heard that it was indeed through the back door, but all of our colleagues know what you are, but they are from the Ministry of Public Security. Well, I don't know the real situation. "

He patted the young man's shoulder: "When the time comes, diligently, don't know how to study, the two are not particularly difficult to get along with, and work together for a longer time, it should be fine."

Ye Wenxuan sighed: "I borrow your good words."

A week of evil supplementary criminal investigation knowledge, Friday, July 28, Ye Wenxuan arrived at the Capital Airport on time with a simple bag of luggage.

Xing Yuan saw him off, grabbed Ye Wenxuan's collar before leaving, and kissed fiercely through the cover of the light-shielding glass.

"Send me a message when I get there." He sucked the lips of the young man, and when he spoke, he breathed all between the lips and teeth of the other party: "The plane will land, and the hotel will have to give me news."

Ye Wenxuan whispered: "I heard that after the meeting, I will stay there for two months for special training." Then, he touched Xing Yuan's hair: "You have to obey the women's ethics in China, wait for your husband When you come back from a business trip, don’t bring a bunch of P3 and P4 to Lao Tzu, you know?"

Xing Yuan smiled and said: "If you hook a few blond foreign men back to Laozi, see if I don't beat your ass to blossom."

Ye Wenxuan grinned: "What about the blonde beauty?"

Xing Yuan said nothing, slapped it on his pretty ass.

Xing Yuan: "Go, be late."

Ye Wenxuan looked at him vigorously and suddenly stepped forward to kiss him and said in a deep voice: "I will miss you."

Xing Yuan touched his head and smiled meaningfully: "Don't think too much, we will meet soon."

Ye Wenxuan: "Ah?"

Xing Yuan: "It's 7:20, if you don't go in again, you will really be late."

Ye Wenxuan: "Ah-bye!"

He grabbed his backpack, and the wind rushed out of the copilot and disappeared at the airport entrance in a blink of an eye.

The co-driver's door was still open, and Xing Yuan was about to get up and close the door. He didn't want the door to close inward suddenly, and then snapped automatically.

The instrument in the car was momentarily disturbed, and then everything returned to normal.

The weak magnetic field that Ye Wenxuan left in the car disappeared.

Xing Yuan was quiet for a moment, and smoked a cigarette, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

After waiting for half an hour, the phone shook and Ye Wenxuan sent a message saying that he was on the plane.

He snuffed out cigarettes, restarted the engine, drove out of the parking lot, and started driving in the direction of the company.

Assistant Ruan called on the way, Xing Yuan did not answer the car, and took the documents from the other party to the company and read while walking.

Ruan Yushan followed up to report to him, and until she finished, Xing Yuan said, "How is the conversation with An Qiluo?"

"He invited you to meet and talk." Ruan Yushan hesitated and said: "Mr. Xing, do you really want to take this project?"

Xing Yuan casually said: "You are not optimistic?"

Ruan Yushan told the truth: "The risk is too great, our company is not as good as the former Xing Group, and now the Liu family is staring very tightly. At this time taking risks, several of my assistants and I feel...not quite appropriate."

Having said that, Ruan Yushan still handed over an envelope: "I just sent it in the morning, I confirmed with An Qiluo's assistant that he sent it to you himself."

Xing Yuan put the document on the desk, and then took the envelope in one hand: "You go out first, I'm fine for now."

Ruan Yushan stopped talking, and finally had to say, "Okay."

After the door clicked and locked, the office became quiet again. Xing Yuan walked to the window and opened the envelope by the light of day.

Inside is an invitation card.

He picked up his phone and dialed a number.

After two beeps, the phone was connected.

Xing Yuan: "Mr. An Qiluo, good morning."

"Oh, good morning, a great Chinese man!" There was a hearty laugh over the phone. The man said in pure American English: "Dear Xing, have you received my little gift from you?"

"Just opened." Xing Yuan said briefly: "Although you said that you will help, but I did not expect that your actions are so fast. I have to sigh, this is really the biggest surprise I received today."

An Qiluo is obviously very happy: "Don't say that, some of the business advice you gave me before is really very accurate, which made me a lot of money. An invitation to the auction is nothing, you and I are now Standing on the side, what good is it, of course I have to think about you."

Xing Yuan twitched his lips, his face was very cold, but he said with some compliments: "Listen to my assistant, you want to meet me and talk about the project we are working on this time?"

Unexpectedly, An Qiluo mysteriously said: "Oh no, that is just superficial rhetoric."

"I have something, very very, very crazy, oh, of course it is a good thing." He whispered: "I think you will like this, it will definitely bring us countless wealth and rights, Trust me, you will love it."

What he said was messy, and Xing Yuan was unmoved, but said in his mouth: "I was going to visit the United States too. Since I can get your invitation, I must visit the door in person."

An Qiluo really laughed and said: "Waiting for you to come."

After taking off the line, Xing Yuan picked up the landline and called the assistant: "It's time to book a ticket."

"Okay, President Xing."

On the other side, Ye Wenxuan's plane took off on time.

He and two others were sitting in a row. The front and rear were officials and police officers escorted by the Ministry of Public Security. They all wore casual clothes and ignored each other. They looked like a group of ordinary people who did not know them.

Ye Wenxuan looked around.

On the left is Zhang Boyuan, a standard Chinese character face, looking at his forties, with some white hair in his temples, very calm in his manners, and full of awe-inspiring all over him.

On the right is Zou Jie, who has a very masculinity and is very masculine. He has always nestled a tall body in his seat.

The person on the left lowered his head to read the book silently, and the person on the right embraced his arm and looked out of the window with his face.

After a brief self-introduction from the boarding gate, the two had never talked to each other except for when they had to speak.

Zhang Boyuan has always been polite to everyone, but this Zou Jie, when he saw him, he hummed a single syllable from his nose at first sight.

Ye Wenxuan secretly guessed privately, who may have been told by someone in advance, otherwise he would be beaten by Zou Jie without coming up with the other party's deeds he inquired about. It was incredible.

It may be that the eyes of the peep are too obvious. Zou Jie turned his head suddenly and glanced coldly at him: "Look what to see."

Ye Wenxuan didn't speak, and he turned away from his eyes and returned to him in his heart: If Lao Tzu had a tolerant heart, your kid might be cold now.

Zou Jie also wanted to fight again, Zhang Boyuan said: "Zou Jie, don't make trouble, sleep on you."

Zou Jie: "..."

He snorted and turned his head to stop talking.

Ye Wenxuan spent the next ten hours thinking about this situation, and suddenly felt that there was no love at all.

When the plane finally landed in Washington, he was like a salted fish without ideals.

In the following days, I applied for a certificate, fell back to jet lag, met new colleagues, and started special training for newcomers with eleven other new members.

The US Office of the International Anti-Terrorism Coalition is very low-key. It is located within the area of ​​a US military base, but it is still a certain distance away from the military area. It is separated by five or six layers of outposts to prevent the infiltration of other members of the anti-terrorist coalition.

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Ye Wenxuan: "Don't mess with me, there is someone behind Lao Tzu!"

Zou Jie: "I've even played the captain, so I'm afraid you won't be a weak chicken?"

The Minister of Public Security grabbed him and said seriously: "There are really people behind him and he should not be moved."

The Minister of Special Affairs said seriously: "He has a lot of power behind him, and you will be done if you touch him."

Zou Jie: "??? So who is behind him?"

After the two ministers were intimidated, they patted their ass and left.