One month later.
Central Bureau Section 5 Office, 70 Westville Street, Manchester.
In the reception room on the fifth floor of the main building, Gwen was sitting with his legs crossed, looking down at the report Wu Taiyong had handed to him.
"That's all the names on the current list." Wu Taiyong smiled flatteringly, "I put a lot of effort into negotiating with some small business organizations through my connections in the circle of young masters. As long as we set up a joint department here, they will be able to come over."
Recently, Wu Taiyong has been busy licking Gwen. He used his connections in the circle of rich second-generations in District 2 to help the Central Bureau win over many small chambers of commerce. His work performance is very outstanding and he is a good candidate to be a traitor.
Gwen scanned the list and report and nodded with satisfaction: "Mr. Wu, you did a good job and the report is very detailed."
"This is what we should do." Wu Taiyong grinned, "After all, the higher-ups give us money and power, so it would be unreasonable for us not to do anything."
Gwen intervened and looked at him: "You've done a really good job. Don't worry, once you've negotiated a deal, I'll have the finance department allocate some funds to you. On July 15th, the first representative meeting of our Hualian Chamber of Commerce will be held here, and you'll need to take the lead in expressing your solidarity."
"Don't worry, my greatest strength is that I obey." Wu Taiyong immediately replied: "I will say whatever you ask me to say."
"Haha, good!" Gwen interrupted and said, "Okay, that's it, you go back first. If there is anything, I will let the conference affairs team contact you."
Wu Taiyong scratched his head and said very proactively: "It's like this, Director Gwen, do you think I should contact our military intelligence personnel in secret? The meeting will be on the 15th, and with so many people coming together, I'm afraid there may be spies. Anyway, I know some people in District 2, and I think I can help..."
Gwen waved her hand and said, "I won't bother you with this matter. You and your father's role is still to gather business elites. There are people specifically responsible for military intelligence."
"Oh, okay." Wu Taiyong might be a gay man, but he is very straight in his actions. He is like a young man with no taboos when speaking: "Haha, military intelligence work must be kept confidential. It's normal that you don't trust me."
"You misunderstood. This is mainly for your safety." Gwen said calmly: "The internal decision-making meeting will be held soon. Our opponents will not be idle either."
"Haha, yes." Wu Taiyong stood up slowly: "Okay, I'll go first, Director!"
Gwen stood up and shook his hand, saying softly, "The meeting will start in twelve days. Don't walk around casually in the near future, let alone leave Manchester City. If you have any special arrangements, please communicate with our security personnel. As I said, there are a lot of things going on recently, and we have to be prepared for any eventuality."
Wu Taiyong was stunned for a moment: "I understand. I will follow your instructions."
"Okay, that's it."
"Goodbye, Director!"
After the two finished their communication, Wu Taiyong quickly left the office.
About ten minutes later, Wu Taiyong came to the parking lot in the backyard and got into an off-road vehicle.
"Shall we go?" asked the handsome guy who was driving.
"Let's go." Wu Taiyong loosened his collar and cursed in a low voice: "Damn it, Gwen, that old fox has put me under house arrest."
"What do you mean?" the handsome guy asked in a low voice.
"He said that the conference was about to start, and he didn't allow me to move around. I had to report my daily schedule to the security department." Wu Taiyong turned his head and glanced at the handsome guy: "The conference was about to start, he was very nervous, and he locked me up directly."
"I guess your dad's side is stricter."
"...!" Wu Taiyong glanced at the rearview mirror, looked at the three off-road vehicles following him, and said softly: "Have you noticed? Recently, the number of people in the Fifth Office has increased a lot. Let's put it this way, baby, my movements are restricted, and I can only rely on you..."
The two men whispered to each other in the car, and the three cars behind that were "protecting" Wu Taiyong were also following closely, with more than a dozen people sitting in the cars.
…
Inside the main office building.
Gwen was sitting on the couch in her office, looking down at the list of upper-level representatives.
On July 15, the first representative meeting of the Hualian Chamber of Commerce will be held in Manchester. Many leaders of relevant departments will participate, including Kang Dinghuang of the Tsing Yi Bureau.
In the past two years, the Tsing Yi Bureau has also been working on integrating Chinese groups, and has achieved remarkable results.
Gwen picked up the cigarette box and lit one, then looked at the list of representatives and prepared to call Kang Dinghuang.
“Boom boom!”
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in!" Gwen looked up and shouted.
“Squeak!”
The door opened and a white man walked in. He bent over and said in English, "Mr. Chief, my Technical Investigation Team 2 has made a significant discovery."
Gwen slowly raised her head: "Tell me what you gained."
"We captured four enemy military intelligence personnel at Victoria Railway Station and have brought them back." The white man from the action team reported in a serious tone.
Gwen looked at him. "Has the identity been confirmed? Which aspect?"
"Confirmed, it's from enemy organization No. 2." The captain of the action team replied softly, "And his level should not be low."
Gwen put down the list, was silent for a while and asked, "How did you catch it?"
"Two of them were already on our watch list," the captain said quickly, "but we had no way of confirming that they were the enemy's military intelligence personnel, so the technical reconnaissance team chose to keep them in the spotlight and entered the key observation phase. But around 5 p.m. this afternoon, the two men suddenly became active and met with the other two. One of them was identified by our technical reconnaissance team as the military intelligence personnel of Group No. 2, so we organized a capture."
"Where are the people?" Gwen asked.
"Currently in Room 3." The captain replied.
Gwen pondered for a while, pointed at the other party and criticized: "You should continue to maintain the line, you shouldn't do it."
"Mr. Director, they are very cunning and experienced. Our technical reconnaissance team believes that continuing to track them will risk exposure." The captain explained.
Gwen paused, pointed at the other party and said, "Let the interrogation team intervene, and you don't interfere anymore."
"Yes, Mr. Director!"
"Go ahead." Gwen waved her hand.
…
Ten minutes later.
The five interrogation teams walked into the interrogation room. One of them was a young man with a Chinese face, wearing white gloves, sitting on a chair with his back bent. He asked a middle-aged man, "Who are you going to see? How many people are there on the other side? Who is your superior?"
The middle-aged man sat on the iron chair, sweat on his forehead, and did not respond.