Yin Fusheng

Chapter 162 - 162 161 Ready to Take Action


162: Chapter 161: Ready to Take Action 162: Chapter 161: Ready to Take Action “Kid, I think you should reconsider,” Minister Zhu had just witnessed Song Yun sending someone flying and no one would believe that Song Yun was without skills.


“After all, the Armed Police is a promising career and with your skills, I believe you could become a squad leader within a year.”


“First, I do not have the time to join the Armed Police.


Second, I believe my current occupation has much more potential than being in the Armed Police.


Third, I am currently on a mission, so please let me off the hook,” Song Yun said with a wry smile, feeling helpless faced with such persistent pestering.


“Kid, you must be joking— what heavy responsibilities could someone as young as you have?


You can’t just make up such a lame excuse.” Minister Zhu’s expression darkened, as Song Yun’s words were hurtful.


What did he mean by saying the Armed Police had no future?


Didn’t he see how impressive the Armed Police were out there?


Really, a fearless young calf.


Song Yun, not wanting to waste words with Minister Zhu, pulled out his National Security Bureau ID and said, “Indeed I am young, but that is part of my advantage.


You should not underestimate me because of this.


Moreover, I am currently a special envoy for Sunan City, which is a much more promising position than an Armed Police squad leader.


You should look elsewhere for your recruits.”


Damn, Minister Zhu was stunned upon seeing the ID.


This young man was truly formidable—everyone in the National Security Bureau was exceptional, and once you offended them, you would face the ostracism of the entire system.


What a trap!


If you were so capable, why didn’t you stop me earlier and spare me the embarrassment?


“Ah…


Mr.


Song, I truly did not expect someone as young and talented as you to possess such capabilities; that was shortsighted of me.” Minister Zhu chuckled dryly, figuring since he had already embarrassed himself, he might as well try to forge a connection with Song Yun.


Are there many special envoys in the National Security Bureau?


Many in their twenties?


It’s impossible that Song Yun has no strong backing.


“Heh, it’s okay.” Song Yun couldn’t help being praised; when called handsome, he instantly became shy, fitting perfectly the description of a lofty, unyielding tree.


“If Minister Zhu has no other business, I’ll be going now.


Someone’s waiting for me outside.”


Li Shishi had just gone to buy water for Song Yun after the match, which gave Minister Zhu the chance to promote how great the Armed Police Department was.


“Song Yun, what are we eating at home tonight?” Li Shishi asked, holding the water.


She hadn’t noticed a few people standing next to Song Yun.


Hearing such an intimate question, those people grasped the situation clearly— it was no wonder everyone said Miss Li from the Li Family was spoken for; looks like there’s mud sticking to the flower.


“Miss Li, hello!


Thanks to Mr.


Song for a wonderful match today.


Shall we all have a simple meal together tonight?” Minister Zhu suggested with a smile.


“Isn’t that Minister Zhu?


Hello, hello.


Song Yun, you really should have told me there were others around,” Li Shishi playfully kicked Song Yun’s shin and said.


“I’m sorry, Minister Zhu, but I have something else tonight, so I can’t join you.


Maybe another time if you’re free, I’ll take you out to dinner.”


Minister Zhu glanced at Song Yun and then Li Shishi, giving a knowing smile, “I understand, I understand.


It’s good for young people to stick together.


We old fellows in our forties and fifties shouldn’t intrude.


Then it’s just you and me left, Old Wang; we should enjoy a good drink tonight.”


“That’s a must.


I’ll host tonight.


Let’s go to Guangzhen Building,” Wang Dong said.


“Then, we won’t disturb the two of you any longer.


Minister Zhu and I are off to dinner now.”


“Uncle Wang, wait a moment, there’s something I need to discuss with you,” Song Yun pulled Wang Dong aside.


“Why haven’t I seen Dong Linze around?”


“Dong Linze left before you arrived.


Looks like someone from his superiors tasked him with a few things.


Why, did you catch any wind?” Wang Dong asked, frowning.


“If we want our man to sit in the Police Chief’s position, then we must keep an eye on Dong Linze’s movements.”


“It’s not exactly a rumor, but I got hold of a secret diary of Dong Linze, and I believe the inspection department would be very interested in its contents,” Song Yun said, grinning maliciously.


“I’ll have someone send the items upstairs tomorrow afternoon, and then it’s up to you to make your move.”


“Do you mean to take Dong Linze down in these next few days?” Wang Dong couldn’t help being curious about the diary—what secrets it must contain that could cause a high-ranking police official to fall.


“Get your superiors to move and turn this into irrefutable evidence.


Mud on the butt might as well be shit even if it isn’t.


Even if we can’t entirely take him down, we can disgust him a bit when the matter concludes.


Plus, I’ve already prepared to probe the other side’s bottom,” Song Yun said mysteriously.


“When Dong Linze falls, the trade over there will be due, and it will all depend on your own grasp of the situation.”


“Song Yun, I’ve realized you’re really my benefactor.


As long as it’s not against my principles, I’ll always stand by your side,” Wang Dong said with a smile.


“I’ll be relying on you then.”


“This is a mutually beneficial relationship.


Just don’t forget the part that’s due to the Li Family,” Song Yun said with a smile.


“Well, it’s getting late, and I should head home for dinner.


If you have that diary, you better secure it at home before someone catches you by the tail.”


After bidding farewell to Wang Dong and Minister Zhu, Song Yun drove with Li Shis…