The Years as No 1 Bodyguard

In the morning, I finished my acceptance speech and printed it out in two copies. I read it through twice before I felt relieved.

You Meng asked: "Do you have any feelings for Sectary office C?"

I urged him, "Hurry up and go eat dinner. After dinner, you'll have to accompany Chief to the tenth floor for a meeting!"

You Meng glared at me, snorted, then changed her previous easygoing face, and said while clicking his tongue: "This lady isn't going to eat it, what about it?"

Then he left angrily.

I thought to myself as I looked at You Meng's back: Women are really high level creatures that are hard to figure out.

At two in the afternoon, Secretary Zhang and You Meng followed Chief C to the tenth floor to convene an expanded standing committee meeting. Yellow Staff Officer and I will stay behind to guard the Sectary office. In fact, this was not the time to be idle. After Chief C left, Jiaojiao ran into the guard duty room and started to pester me to play badminton with him. I refused to let him play with you, since I still had to be on duty. But Jiaojiao has already gotten used to the pride of defeating me and insisted on me accompanying her. Yellow Staff Officer tactfully said: "Zhao Long, go on ahead. I'll watch over him for you in the duty room!"

I was forced to start playing badminton with Jiaojiao, who skillfully brandished her racket, happily laughing, and happily playing. This was her happiest moment. Every time I was beaten to a pulp by the Jiaojiao, I would console myself and ridicule myself: Making others happy is my greatest happiness!

It was just a joke. To be honest, there were times when I really did do something weird with my useless skills, causing the badminton feathers to fly all over the place. Today, I was already feeling a little depressed, so after being defeated for more than ten minutes, I swung my powerful arm. With a "pa" sound, the badminton flew across the sky like a bullet, while the Jiaojiao on the other side looked up, but was unable to see where the badminton had gone. Jiaojiao pursed her lips and complained: "Uncle Zhao, you used too much strength, the ball is gone!" As I spoke, the feathers on a few badminton balls floated to the ground. The Jiaojiao stared at me with a wronged expression as she lowered her badminton racquet. She then picked up the feathers and held them in front of her eyes.

I felt a little apologetic and wondered if I had gone too far.

That's right, he had been too emotional!

I said to the Jiaojiao: "I'm going to pick the balls!" After putting down the clock, I wanted to walk out the door, because I knew that Badminton had been 'abused' by me and was probably crying on the tarmac outside.

But before I could take a step forward, the sentry Wei, who was guarding the door, ran over with a badminton in his hand.

Heh, this little guy is still clever!

The guard gave me a standard military salute. With one hand holding his gun holster and the other holding badminton, he said, "Staff Officer Zhao, the courtyard is so big, why is badminton still outside?"

I turned to the soldier sentry who had an accent full of East Gate and said, "I failed. Hur Hur."

That sentry pointed at the badminton in my hand, scratched his head and laughed, "How much strength must that have? Look, your furry hair isn't as thick as it should have been!"

Jiaojiao also came over and took the badminton from my hand, smacking her lips. When the sentry returned to the sentry platform, Jiaojiao began to interrogate me, "Uncle Zhao, you don't care about public property at all. It's a pretty good badminton, but you've suddenly lost half of its feathers, how can you still play with it?"

I said, "Let Little Zhang bring two new ones."

Jiaojiao shook her head. "No. My dad said to save money and not waste it. Let's just fight and wait for the feathers to be cleaned before replacing them with new ones! "

I smiled to myself. "Alright, keep fighting!"

So we continued to play, and after such a long period of training, I felt that my skill had improved. It was slow, but it had improved. Just like that, half an hour passed. Jiaojiao was already sweating profusely, and my face was also slightly wet. But from the looks of it, Jiaojiao was really excited and was not tired at all.

A black Audi A6 drove into the courtyard.

I stopped, glanced at it, and panicked. Because I know this car, it's the director's car!

To tell the truth, the moment the director got out of the car, I felt a little afraid to look him in the eye. Although he was dressed in plain clothes, his entire body was filled with the bearing of a great general that intimidated everyone, causing no one to dare to look at him in the eye. One must know that this was one of the few generals of the Republic, an alternate member of the Central Committee and one of the highest ranking generals of the Republic's army. This sixty year old general had an impressive reputation. Not to mention the commanders of the various military regions, even the provincial officials in the central government had to treat him with respect. His identity was equivalent to the general director of the imperial guards. He was in charge of tens of thousands of staff members of the head of state, including guards, chefs, civil servants, and so on.

After saying hello, I accompanied the director to the security office.

The bureau chief asked: "What about By Staff Officer and the rest?"

Seeing the Bureau Chief leading so much, Yellow Staff Officer seemed to be a little nervous. He poured a cup of water for the Bureau Chief and took the lead to reply, "By Staff Officer and the rest are accompanying their Chief to the tenth floor for a meeting!"

The bureau chief nodded and said, "How's your work these days? What are your thoughts on this trip to State Y? "

Yellow Staff Officer nodded his head to express his satisfaction. I took over and said, "I feel that the power of the security in State Y cannot be underestimated. The training facilities and training level of the security guards and agents of State Y are all more advanced than ours. I think there are many aspects that we should learn from. For example, the shooting range of State Y is a completely modern intelligent shooting range. There is no need for manpower at all. In comparison, our country seems to be a little behind! "

While I was speaking, the Yellow Staff Officer walked over to my side and pinched me, telling me not to say anything I shouldn't have said. But I'm a man who likes to be honest. In some ways other countries are better than us, and we have to admit that we have to be brave enough to close the gap. We have to recognize reality and catch up.

Fortunately, the bureau chief was a leader who liked listening to the truth. He nodded and said, "Yes, we should start working on the security guards' hardware."

I said, "It's necessary."

The bureau chief thought for a moment, then said to me, "Little Zhao, I have specially come to find you this time!"

Looking for me? I was stunned. Could it be that the news about the Secretary Zhang got to the ears of the bureau chief?

It can't be that cruel, right?

Under normal circumstances, something that could make the bureau chief personally step in was definitely a big deal. It would either be positive or negative …

Yellow Staff Officer, on the other hand, knew the rules, so he turned and left the duty room.

I closed the door behind me and sat down across from the director, a little nervous. He didn't know why, but the words that had been brewing for so long were now hard to say. I wanted to use this opportunity to show off the last ridiculous emergency exercise to talk to the director, but I lost my inspiration and didn't know how to start. Perhaps it was because he was intimidated by the prestige of the bureau chief.

The bureau chief was the first to break the silence and said, "Little Zhao, I heard that you performed very well when you were competing in spear arts with the security guards of Y Country. You shocked the Y Nation, didn't you?"

I quickly explained, "By the Chief, it's not that exaggerated."

I was stunned for a moment. How did the bureau chief know that I was the one who had arranged it? Could it be that Secretary Zhang reported it to him?

Impossible, Secretary Zhang can't possibly lift a rock and smash his own foot with it, right?