Around 8 in the morning.
Somewhere, at the entrance of a compound.
Zhang Ye got out of the taxi the moment he arrived. He looked at the building with the national emblem and then at the two armed guards at the entrance. He did not go in, but found a breakfast stall diagonally across the road. He went in to eat a bowl of stir-fried liver and half a tray of buns. After burping, he wiped his mouth and put on his sunglasses and mask and went over.
"Who are you looking for?" The guard looked at him warily.
The other guard said, "Please show your identification."
Zhang Ye said, "I'm looking for Director Dong Zhiqiang of the Internet Surveillance Bureau. My surname is Zhang."
When the guard in the office heard this, he lowered his head and made a call. "Hello, Director Dong, there's a young man with the surname Zhang looking for you … Yes, he's outside … Alright … Alright, I got it." Then he nodded at the guard at the entrance with a deadpan expression and waved.
The guard stepped aside. "Block B, third floor."
Zhang Ye smiled. "Thanks."
This was probably not the main site of the Ministry of Public Security, but another office compound. But looking at the many buildings inside, it was definitely not just the Internet Surveillance Bureau. There was an 80% chance that there were other departments and units under the Ministry of Public Security as well. But Zhang Ye did not know the specifics, nor did he care. He was only here to go through the formalities and would not be needed for another two days. There was no point in trying to figure it out.
Block B.
After searching for five minutes, he finally found it. He took the elevator up to the third floor.
Ding. When the elevator stopped, he walked out. The sign of the Internet Surveillance Bureau was on the wall opposite him.
"Teacher Zhang, right?" Beside him, a middle-aged man in his forties walked out of an office. He was a little plump and wore the uniform of the Internet Surveillance Bureau. He was smiling.
Out of respect, Zhang Ye took off his sunglasses and mask. "That's me. You are?"
The middle-aged man said, "I'm Dong Zhiqiang."
Zhang Ye stretched out his hand. "Director Dong, nice to meet you. Thank you for your help two days ago."
"It was nothing. Don't mention it." Dong Zhiqiang chuckled. "Although it was that kid Lu Yuhu who asked me to help, the scene of you standing up for the common people on New Year's Eve has earned our respect and admiration. It's just a small favor, so it's not worth mentioning."
Zhang Ye smiled and said, "I still have to thank you. If not for your help, I would still be in custody at the police station. After all, I did not do well in this matter."
Dong Zhiqiang put his arm around his shoulder. "Let's go. I'll bring you to the Upper Sect to have a look. Yuhu should have told you, right? It's just a formality. To the public, our department wants you to help us sort out the current chaos in the entertainment industry. For example, fans of certain celebrities are attacking each other, illegally hacking into each other's computers, and even planting viruses and Trojan horses. These kinds of things are happening more and more this year. You're from the entertainment industry, and you even have close ties with the literary and educational circles. You know more people and know more, so we're asking for your help. "
Zhang Ye said without any hesitation, "Sure, if you need my help, just let me know."
Dong Zhiqiang smiled and said, "It's fine. You can just drink some tea, surf the internet, or play some games. You don't have to do anything specific. Since you're here, I'll be able to report to the higher-ups."
As they walked in, Dong Zhiqiang introduced the situation of the Internet Surveillance Bureau and their department to Zhang Ye. The corridor was filled with awards such as group awards, second-class merit awards, medals, and so on. Old Dong was in a good mood, so he started bragging to Zhang Ye, "These are all awards that my people have won. The Internet Surveillance Bureau is different from the other departments. They won't be idle even during the holidays. Hai, actually, the public security system is more or less the same. Look at this, during last year's New Year, one of my subordinates worked hard for two days and one night to crack a cybercrime case and received a medal. And this, five months ago, my people accidentally tracked down the IP address of a hacker wanted overseas. When it was finally reported to the authorities, it was the international police who worked together with the local public security authorities to apprehend the hacker. In the end, our department was given a collective third-class merit award."
Zhang Ye nodded from time to time as he listened to him. He flattered, "Your department is filled with elites."
"That's right." The more Dong Zhiqiang spoke, the more proud he became. "Among the departments in the Internet Surveillance Bureau, my people are the most outstanding. They are highly skilled, able to endure hardship, and obedient. Under my guidance and education, the relationship between our colleagues is also very harmonious. We are like a family, so when you come here …"
They arrived at the office.
Before they even entered, Zhang Ye saw a few people arguing inside while Old Dong was still bragging. Three cyber-police officers were surrounding a cyber-policewoman in uniform.
"Officer Fan! Why are you playing music during work hours! "
"Can't I be bored?"
"You are! We still have work to do! "
"What has it got to do with me whether you guys work or not?"
"Heh, why are you always like this! Officer Fan! Don't you have any discipline in your organization? The leader just left and you're already like this? "
"Even if Old Dong is here, I can listen to the songs if I want to. Do I need to report to you for approval? Haven't you heard of 'Woman Flower' before? It's such a good song. "
"That attitude of yours …"
"Hur hur, what's wrong with my attitude?"
The three of them started arguing with the cyber-policewoman. It was very loud!
Zhang Ye was a little speechless. Dong Zhiqiang had just finished speaking not too long ago. This was what he called being the most outstanding? This was what he called being able to endure hardship and obedient? This was what he called having a harmonious relationship between colleagues? Ahem, Old Dong was indeed bragging just now. Zhang Ye was even feeling embarrassed for him now.
Dong Zhiqiang's face also turned red. He could not hold it in any longer. He angrily opened the door and went in. "What are you all doing! What are you all arguing about! Comrade Yingyun! Why are you causing trouble again! Do you still have any respect for me? Do you still have any respect for the organization? Let me remind you! You are someone who has made mistakes before! "
At this moment, the cyber-policewoman turned around.
Zhang Ye also saw her face and was immediately stunned. Holy shit, there was actually such a beautiful policewoman hidden in the public security system? This person was really beautiful! She looked to be in her early thirties. She had a slender figure and was very thin. She also had short hair. Most women, even if they were beautiful, would not have short hair. They would not dare to cut their hair like that, but this woman was different. Her short hair made her look very capable and it matched her temperament. She was definitely a short-haired beauty. She was comparable to the female celebrities that Zhang Ye had seen in the entertainment industry. In fact, she was even more beautiful than many of them. The feeling that this person gave Zhang Ye was that she was a very powerful woman!
Fan Yingyun was unmoved. She said, "Then fire me. I was just thinking of going home to reflect on myself. Do you think I want to work?"
Meng Yi pointed at her and said, "How can you speak to the leader like that!?"
Fan Yingyun threw up her hands. "I've always spoken like that!"
Zhang Ye noticed that there was another old comrade and a young man and woman in the other office. They were leisurely doing their own work on their computers and did not even look over. It was as if they were not interested in the quarrel here. Zhang Ye knew that this was definitely not the first time something like this had happened. It was not that they did not care or gossip, but they were probably already used to it!
Quarreling with colleagues every day?
Scolding the leader every day?
F * * k, what kind of person is this woman! She's even fiercer than me?
Zhang Ye was also a little amused seeing this. He realized that this woman's character was quite similar to his. She was very reckless and her temper was even worse than Zhang Ye's!
The few of them continued shouting for a while before getting tired.
Dong Zhiqiang waved his hand and turned around to look for someone. He looked at Zhang Ye and said, "Teacher Zhang, I've let you witness something embarrassing. You don't have to care about her. Come, sit here. You can choose any of these seats."
"Zhang Ye?"
"It's Zhang Ye!"
"Aiyah, why is Teacher Zhang here?"
Only then did everyone realize that there was an additional person in the office. A few of the cyber-police's eyes lit up. Fan Yingyun's eyes also moved as she was stunned.
Zhang Ye gave a simple greeting to everyone. "Hello, everyone."
Dong Zhiqiang introduced, "I don't think I need to introduce Zhang Ye to everyone, right? You should all know him. Teacher Zhang is here to help us with some work. Well, just let you know him. " Then he introduced his subordinates to Zhang Ye, "This is Meng Yi. He's mainly in charge of network information screening. This is Fang Xiaoshui. She's mainly in charge of network defense." After introducing them one by one, it was the short-haired policewoman's turn. Dong Zhiqiang curled his lips and pointed. He casually said, "She's Fan Yingyun. She used to be a teacher at the People's Public Security University. Now … she's been transferred to our department."
Teacher?
She could be a teacher with such a temper?
And she was even from the famous Public Security University?
Zhang Ye was very curious about this Fan Yingyun. He looked at her a few more times and felt that her position in this department was rather special. She was quite different from the others. Although Dong Zhiqiang and a few of her colleagues had been shouting at her angrily, they did not seem to be able to do anything to her. If it were anyone else, would they dare to be so antisocial? Would they dare to speak to their leader in such a manner? Even if they were not fired, they would at least be transferred!
"Teacher Zhang." A youth came up.
Fang Xiaoshui also said, "Hello, Teacher Zhang Ye. I've always liked your program."
The colleagues from the Internet Surveillance Bureau's First Department were very friendly. A few of them even took the initiative to chat with Zhang Ye.
At this moment, Dong Zhiqiang received a call. Something might have come up, so he gave them some instructions before leaving.
When the leader left, everyone chatted even more enthusiastically. The Internet Surveillance Bureau's work was usually rather rigid. With a celebrity suddenly joining them, they were also very interested.
Zhang Ye chatted with everyone one by one without any delay.
But suddenly, a short-haired beauty's figure squeezed through the people surrounding Zhang Ye. Fan Yingyun carried a cup of hot water and walked over in her high heels. "Teacher Zhang, have a cup of water. It's hot. Be careful, it's hot."
When she said this, the surrounding colleagues were all stunned!
Even an old comrade and a few cyber-police officers who did not pay much attention to what was going on looked over in that instant. They were a little dumbfounded!
What did she mean?
Did Officer Fan fucking say that?
She brought hot water and was even worried about him not getting scalded?
F * * k! Everyone had known each other for quite some time, but none of them had ever seen Fan Yingyun act like this! Didn't you always show a bad face to everyone? Didn't you scold everyone you saw? So that's how you fucking treat us? You treat Teacher Zhang Ye so well??
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