Who could make a transmigrator who had lived two lives.
Zhou Chen was still the director of the National Security Bureau.
Respect?
It was a group of people.
Some of them were in their thirties, while others were in their fifties or sixties.
They were all researchers.
He was also the core worker who was currently developing the Dragon Country's supercomputer!
"Hello, Elder Lin. My name is Zhou Chen.”
When this group of people came in front of him, Zhou Chen's posture was very low. He reached out his hands and held the hands of an old man." It's a pleasure to meet you.”
"Yeah?"
The old man smiled." How happy?”
Damn…Zhou Chen almost peed.
No, why didn't this old man play by the rules?
Judging from his personality, this old man should be an old naughty child.
Wasn't this just touching porcelain?
"Elder Lin must be joking."
Zhou Chen held the old man's hand tightly." For a big shot like you to shake your hand, I'm prepared to not wash my hands for three days.”
This wasn't flattery, this was the ways of the world.
Elder Lin was indeed a big shot, the director of the supercomputer research institute.
"Hahahaha!"
Boss Lin smiled happily." There aren't many young people nowadays who can talk as well as you. Oh right, you're a comrade from National Security, right?”
"Yes." Zhou Chen nodded.
"Then I'll leave the safety work to you.”Elder Lin looked to his side.
A soldier wearing a guard uniform stepped forward and came to Zhou Chen." I am the director of the security department of the research institute, Li Yulong.”
"Zhou Chen."
Zhou Chen smiled and sized him up.
A little strong, but not much.
This was not his pride.
Possesses the various abilities rewarded by the system.
Even if he was a Weapon King, he had the qualifications to face him head-on.
On the battlefield, it was hard to say who would abuse who.
"Young and promising."
Li Yulong smiled slightly, but his gaze at Zhou Chen was very sharp.
Don't do it well…Zhou Chen was a little speechless.
Young and promising. It seemed to be a positive term, but sometimes it was also a negative term.
It was obvious that the head of the security department was very unhappy when he heard that Zhou Chen had taken over his job.
Zhou Chen was not angry.
This was because many of his men were once soldiers.
He still remembered that one of his subordinates had once said that.
When he was in the army, there was once when a soldier in his class got into a fight with a soldier from another class.
After the fight, the class monitor who heard the news came back and asked," Did he win or lose?
The soldier said,"We won."
Monitor: Alright.
After pretending to touch and shouting a few words, this matter was over.
The soldier who lost in another class was slapped a few times by his class monitor and sent to the field to run laps for the entire night.
This was the military camp. You could fight, but you couldn't lose. You had to be brave and have the drive of being the best in the world.
In the world of soldiers, the strong were respected!
Now, the head of the security department was very dissatisfied with Zhou Chen.
What right do you have?
"Well, I don't have much time."
Zhou Chen looked at Li Yulong with a smile and pointed at the corridor wall." See that?”
Li Yulong was speechless.
Everyone was speechless.
In the next moment.
Zhou Chen raised his hand and punched.
Bang…A punch landed on the wall.
A one-centimeter-deep fist mark was deeply imprinted on the wall.
Everyone was speechless.
"Any more questions?"
Zhou Chen's expression was calm as he looked at Li Yulong, whose face was white and covered in sweat.
Li Yulong was speechless.
He shook his head.
After Elder Lin and the others left.
Zhou Chen went to a room in the security office.
At this moment, someone was being watched in this room.
Jiang Zhijun, male, 36 years old, PhD, assistant researcher…
Who was he?
It was the research institute staff member who had colluded with the spy.
He walked into the room.
Zhou Chen stared coldly at the middle-aged man in front of him.
Dressed in a white lab coat and a pair of glasses, he looked like a cultured person.
She was only 36 years old, but she had a bald head.
His face was very pale, and he was sitting shakily on the chair. One of his hands was cuffed to the armrest.
When he saw Zhou Chen enter, Jiang Zhijun was first frightened and then confused.
He had thought that the people waiting for him were either the police or some special department.
He did not expect it to be a young man.
"Are you disappointed?"
Zhou Chen came to him." I'll give you a chance. Tell me what I want to know. You should know what I want to know, right? Oh right, you have three seconds to decide whether to say it or not. The countdown begins. Three, two, one!"
Jiang Zhijun was speechless.
His face was still pale and he didn't say a word.
In the end.
Zhou Chen took out his pistol, pointed it at the other party's leg, and pulled the trigger.
Bang!
The bullet instantly pierced through the other party's thigh.
"Ah!"
Jiang Zhijun let out a shrill scream.
"When I still treat you as a human, you have to learn to be grateful.”
"If I treat you like a dog, then I'll deal with you the way I deal with dogs. Do you understand?" Zhou Chen said calmly.”
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