Later that day, Chen Ziang received a call from his private advisor again.
"Come to my house for dinner!"
The advisor did not seem to like talking on the phone and would quickly hang up every time.
Chen Zi 'ang changed his clothes and left immediately.
After re-entering the family courtyard with sentries, Chen Ziang keenly discovered that the original hidden sentries had increased by two.
When they entered the advisor's house, the meal was already ready.
There were three dishes and one soup, meat and vegetables.
The advisor took out the wine that Old Fang had given him and poured a glass for Chen Ziang after opening it.
Madam wasn't there, so there were only the two of them in the room.
"Do you have anything you want to ask?"
The advisor asked before he started eating.
"No, I haven't."
Chen Ziang shook his head decisively.
"Then let's drink!"
The advisor raised his wine glass, and Chen Ziang also hurriedly raised it and went up to greet him.
The advisor took a small sip of the white wine and said to Chen Ziang,""Young people should drink more. It's not easy to get such good grain wine now!”
When Chen Ziang heard this, he couldn't help but put down the glass of wine that he had wanted to put down. He only put it down when he was halfway through drinking.
Unexpectedly, when the Grand Master saw this scene, he revealed a disdainful expression and said,"You're really a cow chewing on a peony. Even the way you drink is different. What great things can you achieve?”
Chen Ziang immediately sweated.
Although he already knew that this advisor had a strange temper, he didn't expect it to be this strange.
After drinking a mouthful of wine, the advisor began to pick up his chopsticks. Chen Ziang followed suit.
He picked up a piece of scrambled egg with tomato, but he did not expect to be overwhelmed by a salty and bitter taste as soon as he put it in his mouth.
Chen Ziang had no choice but to endure it and did not dare to show any expression on his face.
At the same time, he also knew the reason why the mistress was not here today. It was probably because the dishes made by the Grand Master were really terrible!
Chen Zi 'ang had a torturous time.
He wanted to eat and drink.
The bitterness and spiciness entered his throat, but he couldn't show any expression on his face.
It was not until two-thirds of the bottle of wine was gone that the advisor said,"Have you seen the goods?"
"I only took a glance at the contents of the cover when I was checking.”Chen Ziang answered truthfully.
The advisor nodded and raised his wine glass again.
After a while, the advisor suddenly said,"The content of the document is the latest list of arms sales from Amelia to the Taiwan Strait!”
Chen Ziang immediately fell into deep thought.
"The person in Room 503 is a Philobin."”
After saying that, the advisor looked up at Chen Zi 'ang, his eyes flashing with unfathomable meaning.
"Do you understand now?" The advisor asked.
Chen Ziang nodded immediately.
This sounded a little roundabout.
However, if one had a little understanding, they would know that the current ruler of Philobin was Duterre, who was known as the " Man from Heaven."
The most well-known record of this old man was the strict ban on drugs in the country. It was said that tens of thousands of drug traffickers were executed every year.
Just two years ago, this elder brother had come to China for a visit. At the same time, he had a quarter of the Xia Clan's bloodline, and his political stance was very obvious.
Handing over Ameliken's arms sales list to a pro-Xia ruler in the United States of America involved many political and diplomatic operations.
If he still couldn't figure it out, he might as well look at the world map and see the geographical location of the Taiwan Strait and the Philobin.
If the Grand Master had not taken the initiative to say it, Chen Ziang would never have thought that his simple transportation of goods would affect the safety of a certain sea area.
Perhaps this was the power of politics.
"So what are your thoughts now?”
The advisor asked again.
After Chen Zi 'ang organized his words, he said in enlightenment,""Any small and inconspicuous action will have a huge impact and change.”
"That's why we have to take every mission seriously and complete it dutifully.”
Chen Ziang's words came from the bottom of his heart, and he had indeed learned it.
He lived in Jincheng, which was located inland and not a core city for political communication. Therefore, it was far away from international politics and diplomacy.
Most of the field missions he received were to escort a certain person or capture some insignificant spies.
Over time, Chen Ziang felt that his task was actually very simple.
What was even more terrifying was that Chen Ziang was not the only one who thought this way.
He still remembered the first time he had set off with Zhang Yang to complete the quest of escorting B515.
Back then, Zhang Yang had used the same route as the last few times he had completed the quest. He had also copied the final quest report.
This small mission seemed to be completely ignored.
Today, the advisor had given him a lesson with a small action.
But this was far from enough.
The advisor said in a reprimanding tone,"It's not about doing your duty, it's about doing your best. Even if you die, you have to complete it!”
"Do you understand?"
At this moment, Chen Zi 'ang felt the majesty emanating from his advisor.
That ruthless and ruthless tone was like the winter of the twelfth month.
However, when he thought of the reason behind these heartless words, it was to protect this country. He could not help but feel his burning heart.
"Understood!"
Chen Ziang immediately stood up and shouted.
The advisor stared at Chen Zi 'ang for a few minutes as if he was examining a criminal. Then, he gestured for him to sit down.
"Fang Hong is a disappointing disciple, but he's still good at being a master."”
"Zhang Yang is a good seedling. Unfortunately, he met with an accident and sent you here. It seems that he hasn't forgotten his oath.”
There was a lot of information in the advisor's words. It seemed that Old Fang and Zhang Yang had their own stories.
The bottle of wine was finally finished, and two-thirds of it went into Chen Zi 'ang's stomach.
As for the vegetables, Chen Ziang tried to avoid them.
But soon, the advisor looked at the remaining dishes on the table and put down his chopsticks."Eat all of this. You must not waste food!”
When Chen Ziang heard this, his brain almost crashed.
But in the end, Chen Ziang still managed to finish the dishes on the table.
The advisor looked at Chen Zi 'ang's slow movements and said disdainfully,""Back then, when I was undercover, in order to save money for the organization, the entire team ate boiled tree bark for every meal!”
" At that time…" The advisor's eyes were filled with reminiscence." I just hoped that there would be some salt, even one or two…"
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