The next day in Manchester, outside a scenic villa, two middle-aged men stood at the gate, looking at the guards with flattering eyes.
"Hello, we are here to discuss something with President Wu. We made the appointment yesterday." The middle-aged man on the left said in a young voice.
The guard glanced at the two of them and replied calmly, "Wait, I'll go verify their identities!"
"OK!"
"Thank you for your help!"
The two bowed and nodded.
…
About ten minutes later, two middle-level managers of the association were brought into the villa by guards after filling out the visitor records.
In the study upstairs, Wu Boxin was reading a book.
"Mr. Wu, these two are coming to see you. They said they made an appointment yesterday." The guard walked in and shouted.
Wu Boxin looked up at the two of them and was slightly stunned: "Xunyang, right? Come on, sit down!"
"Long time no see, President!" The man named Xun Yang sat on the sofa with another person.
The guard left the room and nodded to his colleague across the door.
In the monitoring room, four sets of monitoring equipment were running simultaneously. Eight technicians wore headsets and monitored the conversation between Wu Boxin and the two people in real time. They could even hear the sound of farts.
At the same time, the surveillance footage nearby was also moving forward, focusing on the three people.
In the study.
The man named Xunyang sat down stiffly and said with a smile: "President, we are here today to discuss the selection of branch representatives. This is Liu He. You should have met him before. He is very prestigious in the Southern Branch...!"
Wu Boxin looked at the other person: "How old are you?"
Liu He immediately responded: "President, I am thirty-nine years old! We met at the last summit, and I even had a drink with you! Here is my information!"
As he spoke, Liu He stood up and handed over his checked documents.
"Push forward, push his hands and upper body!"
In the monitoring room, a spy chief called out to the technician next to him.
As the scene progresses, Liu He's silhouette appears very clearly in front of everyone.
On the sofa in the study, Wu Boxin crossed his legs and reached out to take the information. The distance between them was less than one meter.
Liu He bent down and slowly opened his suit, which had only one middle button fastened, so that the corner of the collar was just right against Wu Boxin's cheek.
The two looked at each other, and Wu Boxin noticed three words written on the corner of Liu He's collar.
Chinese Trade Unions!!
Wu Boxin was stunned for a moment, then took the information without showing any emotion.
Seeing that Wu Boxin had noticed the words, Liu He immediately straightened the corner of his clothes and wiped off the three words.
These three words should have been written with easy-to-spread dry powder. The font will disappear with a touch of your hand, and there will be no dust.
Liu He bent down and sat back on the sofa.
Wu Boxin paused for a moment, glanced at the information, and then put it on the table.
"What do you think of my qualifications? Can I compete?" Liu He asked, staring at Wu Boxin.
Wu Boxin slowly picked up the teacup, squinted his eyes and looked at Liu He, and said slowly: "What are you good at?!"
“???!” Liu He was stunned and didn’t react for a while.
"What do you mean by winking at me? Are you testing me?!" Wu Boxin asked with his neck tilted.
“It’s not that I don’t quite understand!”
“Pah, crash!”
Wu Boxin suddenly grabbed the water cup on the table and splashed it directly on Liu He's face: "How can you be so good?! Why are you so excited about talking to me?! Get lost, I don't want to talk about anything! Get lost right now! Quickly!"
"No, President, Xiao Liu didn't say anything!"
"Get lost too!" Wu Boxin glared and cursed, "You are all running dogs. I don't want to talk to you!"
The two looked at each other in confusion, then stood up with devastated expressions.
"What the hell are you two gonna leave?!"
Seeing that they were still standing there, Wu Boxin turned his head and looked at the table: "Where's my knife?!"
"No, President, you may have misunderstood!"
“Bang!”
Wu Boxin found the fruit knife, held it in his hand and stood up: "Are you going to leave or not?! I'm asking you whether you are going to leave or not!"
"Isn't this a mental illness?" Liu He was confused: "What does this mean?!"
"Let's go, let's go first!" When Xun Yang saw that this guy was really going to stab him, he immediately pulled Liu He and ran out.
At the door, the guard was also confused and had no idea why Wu Boxin was angry!
"Get out of here! Don't send any more people in. I don't want to see anyone!" Wu Boxin threw away the fruit knife and yelled.
"You're a complete psychopath!! You're not smart enough!" Liu He cursed with a gloomy face.
As they were talking, Liu He and Xun Yang were about to go downstairs, but at this moment, the head of the military intelligence in the monitoring room immediately pushed the door and shouted, "You two come in!"
The two were stunned for a moment and could only step forward to meet him.
A minute later, the door was closed.
"Why is he angry?" asked the head of military intelligence.
Liu He cursed with a gloomy face: "Who knows why he got angry? Maybe his mother is dead! I just gave him some information and he stabbed me...!"
"Come on, both of you stand aside and take off all your clothes. We are going to search you!" the military intelligence chief pointed at the two of them and said.
"Why?" Liu He pretended to be upset and asked, "What's wrong with me?"
“Bang!”
A gun was pointed directly at the two men's heads.
…
indoor.
Wu Boxin sat on the chair, smoothed his not-so-thick hair, and cursed in his heart: "Is this true?! Who the hell knows if Gwen sent you here to test me?!"
Who is Wu Boxin
He is a veteran who has been in the political and business circles for many years. He looks like a troll on the outside, but he is a very delicate person on the inside.
Two people suddenly come and miss three words, and I believe it
What if you were sent by Gwen to test me? If I just nodded, wouldn't that be the end of it? Both sides would definitely fall out.
Five minutes later.
Liu He left with his pants between his legs, picked up the phone and dialed Huang Peishan's number: "Vice President... This Wu Boxin is definitely mentally ill! I gave him the secret code, but who knew he would suddenly curse... and even stab me with a knife! Xun Yang and I were almost exposed!"
"?! Didn't you prepare anything?" Huang Peishan asked with a frown.
"We've laid the groundwork. We made the appointment last night!"
"Did the people in the Central Bureau notice anything?" Huang Peishan asked immediately.
"I used colorless and odorless dry powder to write the words, but they didn't notice anything!" Liu He paused and said, "We were searched when we left the house... They searched very thoroughly!"
"…!" Huang Peishan pondered for a moment: "I guess Xun Yang's level in the association is not high enough, so he doesn't believe it! Let's lay the groundwork. You guys go first, I'll find a way!"
"good!"
After hanging up the phone, Liu He asked Xun Yang: "... Do you feel anything?!"
"Everything else was fine, except when they searched my back door... the tweezers pinched my colon...!"
"Let's go to the hospital to check our stomach!"
"... This old guy is definitely a psychopath!" Xun Yang cursed viciously.
As soon as the two left, Wu Taiyong got out of the car. He was wearing a pair of pink and green striped cloth pants, and was followed by a handsome young man.
Five minutes later.
After passing the examination, Wu Taiyong entered his father's study.
Wu Boxin was thinking about what had just happened and didn't pay any attention to his son.
"Dad, what are you doing?!" Wu Taiyong walked over and asked.
Wu Boxin glanced at him impatiently, slowly reached out to pick up the teacup, looked at the handsome guy and asked, "Who is he?"
"Ah, my boyfriend." Wu Taiyong sat elegantly on the sofa and crossed his legs.
"Hello, uncle!" The handsome guy stretched out his hand.
Wu Boxin looked at the two of them for a long while, slowly put down his teacup, and calmly picked up the fruit knife: "I'm so sorry! More than 600,000 yuan a year for tuition and living expenses! You just bring me a husband? I'll stab you to death!"