"Too bold, just following like that, what if sothing happens?" Shen Feihu was extrely anxious.
Xu Qigang’s expression was very solemn, "I’ve already sent Shangguan Tao to follow them, and with the two of them tead up, it’s hard to encounter any opponents. Moreover, Ying Jie is not the type to seek glory through reckless advancent, so if he has decided to follow, it must be very important."
"We trust you in your actions."
"I’m a bit worried myself," Xu Qigang admitted with a helpless bitter smile, a trace of worry flashing across his deep eyes. For so reason, he felt inexplicably nervous, which reminded him of the scene two years ago when he had received the rescue notification to save ng Fan.
"President Shangguan Tao is here to see Captain Xu."
Before Shen Feihu could speak, Xu Qigang suddenly stood up, ready to go out. Shen Feihu hurriedly called out, "Let him in."
"Yes!"
It wasn’t long before Xiao Tao had left when Shangguan Tao ca in wearing casual clothes. He also carried a black bag on his back, different from the usual black canvas bags; this style of backpack was only possessed by those on missions.
"President, Executive Director, Captain!" Shangguan Tao greeted each person respectively.
"Has Chen Yingjie co back?" Xu Qigang asked.
Shangguan Tao’s expression was very subtle as he shook his head, "I couldn’t find him, and the leads have been lost." He had gone to find Chen Yingjie imdiately after getting his equipnt according to the leads. Heading north, he tracked more than a hundred kiloters, but ultimately the leads were lost. His past experience told him that sothing must have happened, otherwise Chen Yingjie would not disappear without leaving any leads.
"Sothing has happened!" The ominous premonition had indeed co true; Xu Qigang’s face changed on the spot. "President, I must go to the scene personally."
"Wait..." Shen Feihu stopped him, "Take your equipnt and n."
"Yes!"
*******
Qianjin Dance Troupe, in the main office of the Song and Dance Troupe, it had been almost half an hour since the Provincial Command Center’s people had arrived when Su Yun hurried in.
"I’m sorry, I’m late!" Su Yun said with an apologetic smile.
The leading man looked down at Su Yun from a high position, and did not speak for a long ti.
The office fell into a dull, oppressive silence, and the deputy captain was anxious.
Su Yun frowned unhappily and looked at the leading man, "What’s wrong?"
"What’s wrong? Commander Su, you’re asking what’s wrong?" The leading man stood ramrod straight, his uniform impeccable, even the angle of his cap perfectly precise.
He neatly greeted Su Yun.
He was Jiang Shaoxun, a sowhat odd figure in the circle. The way he was at work and the way he was during his off ti were completely different. Among the various families, he was considered a bit of an oddity; he only associated with Shen Ming apart from others, one from National Security University and the other at the Provincial Command Center.
"No wonder your Troupe has people like Bai Oulan; it starts with the captain setting a poor example."
"What do you an by that?" Su Yun turned defensive imdiately; she was, after all, the President’s wife and had never encountered such disrespect.
"Don’t you know how to greet these many comrades? Or is that a special privilege of the President’s wife?"
This questioning made Su Yun’s face turn red and then pale, unable to maintain her composure. She had always been accustod to certain protocols, and in her rush, she had forgotten this ti.
The Provincial Command Center was responsible for discipline, and she was at fault.
"I’m sorry! I’m sorry!" Su Yun apologized and greeted everyone.
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