As for the incident in Mexico City, Zhang Feng is not very worried. It is this killer who Zhang Feng is more urgent because he may appear at any time.
The international community already knows the information about Zhang Feng. According to Zhang Feng's intuition, this killer should be very powerful. It is very simple for him to get Zhang Feng's information.
In this way, he is hiding and Zhang Feng is hiding!
It's the other way around, it's the other way around!
Zhang Feng has always done things in secret, destroying enemies in secret.
And now someone else has turned it around.
This taste is very unpleasant.
It was uncomfortable, but compared to the safety of Yun Qian's son and the others, it was nothing. Those people could do anything.
Thinking of this, Zhang Feng suddenly felt that it was not safe here!
An idea popped into my head, take them back home
Although there are secret assassinations against them in the country, at least their lives are not in danger and they are safe in the Military Commission compound.
Thinking about these things, Zhang Feng couldn't sleep that night.
The special structure of the body and the strong physique were nothing. At four o'clock in the morning, everyone was already up, including Yun Qian and the others. After simply eating something, Zhang Feng personally sent Cromwell to the car.
Chen Wanru immediately launched all relevant plans to prepare the environment for Cromwell to take office.
Cromwell, who returned to Mexico City, did not go to work immediately, but went home. At eight o'clock, he appeared in front of the government building in Mexico City on time.
The guard at the door was surprised when he saw him. Too much had happened in the past few days. Erjie was hunted down and was on the top of the wanted list.
It is usually the biggest here, but now it has become like this, and the doorman cannot see the world clearly.
"Good morning, Mr. Cromwell!"
The doorman, a middle-aged man in his fifties, greeted Cromwell respectfully.
Cromwell showed a signature smile to the doorman and said: "Good morning, Mr. Vic, thank you for your hard work!"
This made the doorman named Vic soar with pride, if Mr. Cromwell was expected to be promoted, he would be the biggest here.
Yes, he should have been promoted a long time ago. Such a good person and a good official should be in a high position. Erjie had never looked directly at the doorman Vic before, let alone remembered his name.
"Mr. Cromwell please!"
Cromwell entered Government House, followed by his secretary.
But Vic was wondering, if Mr. Cromwell comes back at this time, will something big happen to him
Everyone knows that ten days ago, Mr. Cromwell was sent by Erjie to investigate the case in the town below. Did he come back now because the case was completed or because of promotion
Vic also hoped it was the latter. If Mr. Cromwell was promoted, Vic's life would be much better, not only for him, but also for everyone in this building.
Even everyone in Mexico City knows it.
Vic has been a doorman here for more than twenty years and has seen too many things.
In fact, Cromwell came back as he had completed an errand. He stayed in his office and went to the director's office not long after.
He pretended not to know what happened to Erjie and saw no one when he came here.
Soon someone came, someone from the office, and told him the whole thing, and that there were still many cases waiting for Cromwell to deal with, which had accumulated over the past seven or eight days.
It stands to reason that such things should be handled by Erjie. Now that Erjie is finished, the power of the entire building belongs to Cromwell.
Cromwell looked at the document and quickly gave instructions. Finally, he hesitated about what seal to use.
"Mr. Director, please stamp it and this will take effect!" the subordinate said.
Cromwell took his seal from the secretary's hand, stamped it on, and said, "Just use my seal first! Also, I am the deputy director!"
"Yes, Mr. Deputy Director!" The subordinate led the documents down.
Not long after, two more people came with documents for Cromwell to process, and Cromwell finished processing them quickly.
But then, documents continued to come up from below, especially from the Secretariat. More than 90% of these things were Erjie's responsibility.
There are even some things that were accumulated from a few years ago.
Regarding these things, Cromwell acted vigorously and quickly, and the people below were surprised and happy.
They had never paid attention to this deputy director who was so low-key that even the guard would not take a second look. Now he is so tall and powerful. Recently, a lot of Erjie's misdeeds and Cromwell's good deeds have appeared on the Internet. Traces, forming a sharp contrast.
Could it be that this is Cromwell's conspiracy
Near noon, people from the Disciplinary Inspection Department came. They came just to ask Cromwell about Erjie and see that Cromwell knew his whereabouts and misdeeds.
But Cromwell said: "In the past few years, I have spent most of my time working on cases in other places, and I don't know much about Mr. Erjie's affairs!"
This is a bit idiotic to say, because at this critical moment, Cromwell should have communicated well with the people above, even flattered him, but he did the opposite.
And this is where he is smart. He knows that these people are not that easy to deal with, and they have little to do with his promotion. They have no say in this aspect, as it is not within their scope of responsibilities.
It is precisely because of this that Cromwell gave them a good impression of being upright and capable of doing things.
"Oh, okay, let's go first!"
Cromwell stood up and watched them leave, and the secretary sent them out consciously.
After a while, the secretary came back and said: "Boss, these are Erjie's tasks. We still have a lot of things we haven't done yet. Erjie's things will be completed by someone new soon!"
Cromwell did not look up at him, but said while looking at the documents: "Things are divided into priorities. These have been piling up for several years. They are already very urgent and must be resolved as soon as possible!"
"But… "
"Nothing to worry about!" Cromwell handed out a few documents: "Here, stamp it, then issue it, and execute it immediately!"
"yes!"
This work continued until one o'clock in the afternoon. During this period, the secretary reminded him many times that he had to go to dinner, but Cromwell refused to go. He just had to do one thing.
At two o'clock, the secretary finally couldn't bear it anymore and went down privately to ask those people not to send them in again, so that Cromwell could rest. He stood up, felt dizzy and almost fell, and the secretary quickly went up to help him.
"Boss, boss, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine, give me a glass of water!"
Cromwell drank a glass of water and felt much better. He said, "Go to the canteen and get me a meal!" Cromwell looked at the watch on his wrist and said, "Is there any meal at this time?"
The secretary said: "Yes, I asked them to keep it for you!"