The reorganization of Pangu Industry was almost completed under the noses of all the countries. In order to find out the truth of the 'many divine generals' in the world, the major foreign intelligence organizations resorted to all means and launched attacks frequently.
During the week, the Third Department of the General Staff Department, the National Security Bureau, and the relevant departments were not idle. They squatted in front of the headquarters of Pangu Industry every day and caught people everywhere according to their instincts. They caught them accurately. The harvest in seven days was more than that in a year.
After they were caught, they would usually be tortured and interrogated by inhumane means. Those who resisted would be chopped up and fed to the dogs. Those who confessed would be handed over to the foreign education department in exchange for funds.
A middle-level spy could be exchanged for at least a hundred to two million dollars in ransom. It would not be a problem for an official to pay two or three times the ransom. After all, middle-level spies were not easy to train. This business was a win-win situation. It would be a waste not to do it.
As for low-level spies, they were more miserable. They were often abandoned and unclaimed. Killing them would waste the cemetery and keeping them would waste the air. Such people would usually be forced to work, which was also commonly known as labor prisoners. They could not be fed with the money of the tax collectors, right?
Fat and fair? There was no such responsibility!
Not only that, the sentence was also very particular.
Those who were young and strong would be sentenced to 20 to 30 years, those who were old and frail would be sentenced to one to two years, and those who were unable to work would be sentenced to two to three months. The reason why they did so was entirely because the Dragon Country had 5,000 years of history and culture, and since ancient times, there had been a fine tradition of "respecting the old and loving the young."
Yes, that was it. There was nothing wrong with it. Double-click 666!
In fact, during the entire operation, what made the Dragon Country's intelligence personnel feel the most helpless was that there was a group of people in the Pangu Industrial Building who were good at catching spies. After seven days, all of them began to doubt their professionalism and even their lives...
Anyway, it was a huge blow, and his enthusiasm for work had seriously decreased.
After Jiang Feng heard about it, he specially went to the company and "severely" criticized the Underworld Mercenaries. How could they snatch other people's jobs? Since he had already robbed them, why didn't he just rob them all? Wouldn't it be fun to steal other people's rice bowls and make them have nothing to eat?
Then... the relevant personnel of the Dragon Country ran back crying and never came back again.
He was such a bully. He didn't even leave a mouthful of soup. He had never seen such a bully…After going through so many hardships, the company's restructuring was finally completed!
The government gave the green light to the project, and the behemoth Pangu Industries gradually emerged. As the chairman of the company, Jiang Shaochuan was in the limelight for a while. He replaced the son of the former richest man and became the beloved husband of the nation.
As for Jiang Feng, although he owned 80% of Pangu Industrial Group's shares and was worth more than a trillion yuan, he had never made a public appearance. The number of people who knew his true identity was definitely less than three digits.
Jiang Feng had always believed in this saying.
Whoever wanted to be called the nation's husband could fight for it. Jiang Feng felt a little scared when he thought of the non-mainstream girl with buck teeth shouting " husband " at a photo.
The phrase "keep a low profile and do things in a high profile" was more suitable for him.
……
Chang 'an Street.
Jiang Feng, who was riding a shared yellow car, leisurely pursued the traces of the green shade. On a hot summer day, the fire... The hot sun mercilessly scorched the earth. The pedestrians on the road hurried, forming a sharp contrast with the leisurely Jiang Feng.
As they rode, they arrived at the big square. The hot sun could not stop the enthusiastic tourists. The bright five-star red flag fluttered on the flagpole in the middle of the square, and the solemn Monument to the People's Heroes looked at it.
Jiang Feng parked the little yellow car and stood in front of the monument for a long time. More than 60 years had passed, but the inscription written by the emperor was still clear and magnificent!
"For the past three years, the heroes of the people who sacrificed their lives in the people's war of liberation and the people's revolution will live forever!”
"For the past thirty years, the heroes of the people who sacrificed their lives in the People's War of Liberation and the People's Revolution will live forever!”
" From then on, we traced it back to 1,840 years ago. From then on, in order to fight against the enemies inside and outside the country and strive for national independence and the freedom and happiness of the people, the heroes of the people who sacrificed themselves in the past struggles will be immortal!”
The three of them were immortal and wrote the history of the Dragon Country's struggles and bloody humiliation.
" From now on, I won't let you suffer any more humiliation..." Jiang Feng's lips curled up as he muttered to himself. Then, under the strange gazes of several tourists, he rode the little yellow cart and gradually left.
"Weirdo!"
"Who does he think he is?"
"Are you kidding me? What about chuunibyou?"
“……”
The tourists smiled bitterly. No one took it seriously. It was not until many years later that they realized what they had missed out on.
The little yellow car drove all the way. Jiang Feng whistled leisurely and went straight to ZHH's Xinhua Gate.
Xinhua Gate was the exclusive passage for the country's leaders and was not open to the public. tourists could pass through it, but they could not cross the cordon. They were also not allowed to take photos, let alone ride in.
But today…
"What is he doing?"
"Bike sharing?"
"Is he going to ride his bike in?"
"Young man, come back quickly. You can't enter here!”
"Quickly pull him back!"
“……”
The tourists who happened to pass by Xinhuamen watched as Jiang Feng stepped on the small yellow car and staggered straight to the heavily guarded Xinhuamen. As soon as the tire ran over the police line on the ground, the ZHH guard raised his rifle slightly.
Jiang Feng didn't dare to show off. He knew that they had the right to shoot, so he hurriedly took out his ID card. He wasn't afraid of death, but he was afraid that the group of lunatics in the dark would end the young soldier's life!
The guard took Jiang Feng's ID, and three seconds later, he saluted with his gun and returned to his post.
"Creak…"
He got on the bike and stepped on the pedal. The chain made a sound and gradually disappeared outside Xinhua Gate.
"This…"
" He went in?!"
" F * ck!?"
"What's going on?"
" He really went in?!"
“……”
Outside the cordon, the group of tourists who were prepared to watch a joke were so shocked that they could not close their mouths!
Are you surprised? Were you surprised?
It was too surprising, too f * cking unexpected!
He actually rode the little yellow bike in so brazenly?!
Awesome!
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