My face suddenly darkened: "What is that?"
Ma Jianren chuckled and said: "According to the regulations of the headquarters, confidential personnel must submit a resignation application six months in advance before resigning..."
"Little boy, you..."
Confused, I stood up and pointed it out directly: "Is this your intention or Wang Junpeng's instigation?"
"Order! Ordinance! Ordinance!"
"All secret personnel in the country must abide by this order. It is not targeted at you."
I gritted my teeth and said coldly: "Three months ago, a colleague in Fangzhou also resigned. What do you say?"
Ma Zhongchao slowly lit up his cigarette and said seriously: "What you are saying is... they can't compare to you. Although they are also classified, are they just ordinary employees?"
"Are those at Tianyiyuan also ordinary employees?"
"right!"
"Does Di Kui also have the authority to be an ordinary employee?"
"right!"
"I have zero authority to keep secrets. How can I be better than them?"
"right!"
I shouted in a deep voice: "How am I better than them?"
"Ground mirror!"
Ma Jianren took a deep breath from the cigarette, his big nose curled up, and the smoke in his mouth turned into two smoke dragons that went into his nostrils and disappeared.
With a slight curl of the corner of his mouth, Ma Jianren raised his head and glanced at me, with a proud and ferocious look on his brows. He touched me lightly with the fingers holding the cigarette, smiling slowly but not smiling at all.
"you……"
"It's a ground mirror..."
"Never decrypt..."
"personnel!"
I just felt a rush of blood rushing straight into Niwan, and the blood vessels in my temples bulged and beat wildly: "I will never fucking decrypt it, right? Then you still arrange for me to do field work and conduct appraisals?"
"Hey. I didn't arrange this."
Ma Jianren smiled and said, "It was arranged by Mr. Shi."
I was stunned and my head was buzzing.
Ma Jianren blew smoke at me, glanced at me lightly, took out his pen and signed the words Ma Zhongchao on the wrinkled resignation letter.
Mansheng clapped his hands and said, "I approved the resignation letter, Xiaotong. According to the personnel regulations and procedures that will never be declassified, your resignation report needs to be sent directly to Tianjia Army for personal review by Boss Junpeng."
"Boss Junpeng agrees to declassify. According to the legal procedures, you will have a period of ten to twenty years to declassify."
"During this period, in accordance with the relevant regulations for classified personnel, it is prohibited to leave the country, publish books, and publish any papers and reports... The last one is that for love and marriage, you still need to apply for approval from the organization."
"These are all written in the contract, you should remember them all."
"Hehehe..."
While I was filled with rage and hatred, Ma Jianren read out the regulations in one breath without even pausing for a single punctuation mark.
He held the cigarette butt in his right hand and thrust it ruthlessly into the ashtray, twisting it hard.
Turning around, he picked up his briefcase in his left hand and two bags of ice in his right hand. He smiled at me and said indifferently, "That's it, little boy. I'm leaving. Just wait for the approval from Mr. Junpeng."
"Well. Now that you're back, let's take care of the work that needs to be done. Don't forget. You are still the legal person of the appraisal center."
"You must set an example and stand on the last duty."
After saying this, Ma Zhongchao drifted away.
Nima beep!
Ma Jianren, this bastard, is really my fucking nemesis!
Until now, he is still being manipulated by his mother!
I can scold him in front of countless people, but in theory and in practice, Ma Jianren is still my superior!
His words can really kill me!
If Ma Jianren dared to do this, Wang Junpeng was naturally the mastermind behind it.
So damn frustrating!
The more I think about it, the angrier I get. He grabbed the teacup and smashed it.
"Don't smash it, don't smash it, let me drink it first."
Tu Laoliang pressed the teacup with both hands, his swollen face full of pain and pleading: "
Less than half a month’s salary…”
I hated Tie Bu Cheng Gang and glared at Tu Laoliang: "That's all you can do."
Tu Laoliang couldn't put it down, holding the teacup in his hand and walked to the desk, carefully twisting the remaining tea residue on the table into the teacup like picking up gold.
Suddenly, Tu Laoliang exclaimed: "***!
I looked up and saw Tu Laoliang, who was extremely excited, holding the half pack of cigarettes left by Ma Jianren.
The corners of my mouth twitched violently, and I rushed over to grab the cigarette.
"Don't stop ... this is the people's fat and people's cream. He eats the rest of his horse swords, and we will come to touch it."
Hearing Tu Laoliang's words, I felt sad and speechless. I cursed fiercely, turned around and left the office and went to the second hospital.
I chatted with Ge Ligong Heyang through the steel door until the meal. After lunch, I left early to go to Xiehe to meet Mr. Shi.
I made an appointment to register yesterday and my application was approved.
After putting on sterile clothes and entering the ICU, the moment I saw Mr. Shi, I felt a wave of sadness.
In front of him, Mr. Shi's whole body was covered with various tubes. His whole body was like a mummy that had shrunk from water, and he had lost a lot of weight.
Shi Lao's pulse condition was also extremely poor. .
When the oil is gone, the lamp dries up, and the candle remains in the wind!
The days of Tiantuan Guoshi, who has to report the weather forecast, are running out!
Even if Ah Jiu comes, there will be no way to save the day.
Seeing Mr. Shi being deformed by the straps of the oxygen mask, I couldn't help but feel sad, and my hatred for Ma Jianren became ten times deeper.
When I first met Mr. Shi last year, the old man from Tiantuan was full of vitality and blood. Even with his eyes closed, he still had ten years to live.
Scholars like Shi Lao who serve the country and the people have extremely high blessings and live a long life.
In addition, with the state's meticulous care, all major and minor illnesses are treated with all their strength.
Shi Lao lived past ninety-eight with great ease.
As long as you are in a good mood, it is not impossible to exceed 100.
What happened was that there was a fire in the Taiyang Shenzhen Laboratory, and Mr. Shi fell in a hurry.
Since that injury, Shi Lao's body and bones have been in decline.
Later, the emergence of the ssgeos Earthquake Prediction Center shocked the world. Mr. Shi was ordered to restart the Geese Project and asked me to be the main attacker.
Since then, Mr. Shi has been losing weight day by day.
Even so, Mr. Shi still worked hard every day to study and formulate a plan to replenish the ground geese.
At nearly nine years old, he worked harder than the energetic young people. After staying up all night, Mr. Shi became worse and worse.
Then, in order to keep Fangzhou's Third Hospital and Four Hospitals, the half-disabled Shi Lao went on a hunger strike, causing him to completely consume the last of his energy and blood.
Although it was rare to see Mr. Shi once, I did not wake Mr. Shi up. I just stayed with him silently until the visiting hours were over and quietly went out.
