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In fact, when they thought about it, this heavy responsibility seemed to belong only to You Meng. After all, there were very few female guards in the Secret Service, and even fewer that had an international influence. If they counted carefully, other than You Meng, who could take on such a heavy responsibility?

Thinking of this, he felt a bit more relieved.

Director You nodded slightly and heaved a sigh of relief.

You Meng asked with interest: "What is it?"

I asked, "What do you think?"

You Meng pouted and said: "How do I guess that!" After brewing for a long while, You Meng made a guess: "Could it be that they've agreed to have a relationship with us?"

I shook my head.

You Meng guessed again, "Could it be that Director You mentioned … You mentioned that I had to attend the special training? "

I shook my head. "You have to guess."

You Meng thought for a moment, then guessed: Could it be that Director You mentioned the matter of giving you a house?

I was shocked. I thought, no way, does You Meng really have the power to predict future?

Thinking about it again, he felt that it wasn't that strange. You Meng had been thinking about the matter of the branch rooms everyday, and would naturally treat this matter as a huge dream, or even as motivation. In her subconscious, she had long since associated herself with my fate. My house was her house, my life was her life.

Seeing that I had remained silent, a strong interest appeared on You Meng's face. "Zhao Long, speak up.

I pinched her nose a little. "You really are a ghost. You can even guess such a difficult question!" Director You said that if I succeeded in completing my mission this time, the Bureau would work together to research the matter of the house. "

You Meng's eyes were immediately filled with excitement. He talked to himself in high spirits: "I want a house, I want a house." Then, just like how a higher level educator instructs a lower level student, he instructs me, "Zhao Long, you must complete this special training well and not disappoint me."

I hit her hard and said, "Look at you, I'm the one in charge of the house, not you. Is there a need to be so happy?"

You Meng tensed up, she twisted her face against my thigh and said angrily: "Zhao Long, you …. You're pissing me off! If you piss me off and I don't want to marry you, I'll let you be a virgin! "

I smiled. "If you don't marry me, I'll be single?" "There are a lot of ladies who want to throw themselves into my arms!"

You Meng opened her eyes wide, waved her hands, and started to abuse me crazily once again …

Tired of the ruckus, You Meng laid in my arms and started to imagine a beautiful future.

I feel that You Meng is sometimes the Snow White in Andersen's fairy tales, loves fantasies, loves beauty, and always likes to imagine the future.

But honestly speaking, I like to think about the future with You Meng. It is indeed a type of intense happiness.

Why wouldn't I be looking forward to the day when I put on the wedding dress for You Meng and enter the marriage hall?

I believe that that day will be the happiest day of my life.

… ….

Time flew by, and the sun and moon shuttled back and forth. In the blink of an eye, it was already May 21st.

After receiving the notice from the bureau, I packed my luggage in advance and moved into a teaching team of Special Training Team s.

At this time, I still don't know who the six instructors are. I only know that three of them are Li Sentian, Qiao Ben Chao and Song Shiguo, and that they were personally selected by me. As for the other three, Director You has always been silent, not willing to remove their mysterious veils until the very last moment.

May's military training seemed a bit cold. Other than the Guard and the school staff members who were still training hard here, there were no other external training teams. As an important training ground for the Secret Service, the teaching team had more and more demonstrated its great usefulness. In this aspect, the Secret Service had advantages that other troops could not compare to, and she even had her own military academy (referred to as the student army). At the same time, the Secret Service carried out the tasks of building schools and military training for the staff of the Executive Office of the Central Committee, the construction units, the construction units and the construction units of the Secret Service, as well as the training tasks for the core members of the various units in the Secret Service. However, at this time, these tasks had yet to begin. Thus, the entire Teaching Squadron seemed much more deserted than during the seventh or eighth month of the year. The vaguely visible training scene was completely devoid of the fervent atmosphere that existed during the new soldier company or military training.

Perhaps, this Special Training Team of ours can bring about some new life in this army.

After I took up my post, the leaders of the teaching team specially organized a large group of leaders to hold a banquet to welcome me.

At the banquet, the former Chief Officer (the captain of my new company) continuously toasted me, his words full of flattery.

The Chief Officer lectured the leaders of the large groups: "When Secretary Zhao was a recruit, he was a recruit from the 6th Company. At that time, I already felt that the Secretary Zhao was different from the others, whether it was training or work, they were all top recruits. I had expected him to reach this stage today. As expected, the Secretary Zhao's current glory was limitless, and he changed quite a bit of the Secret Service's history. Furthermore, he had accepted such an important mission, which clearly showed the importance Director You placed on the Secretary Zhao … Secretary Zhao is in Secret Service, his future is limitless … "

The other leaders all raised their cups in unison as they echoed Chief Officer's words.

I find it rather funny that a distinguished commander, a colonel in the regiment, should be so flattered by this new major of mine.

But in truth, this kind of phenomenon isn't too strange. The Security personnel s of our Head seem to have a sense of superiority when compared to the bodyguard cadres at the basic level. After all, we are the closest to the head of the central government, and we will naturally be respected and flattered by the cadres at the core level. This was also a general atmosphere in society and even in the army. It was even more so when it came to Secret Service. There was a saying among the security forces, though: There is only a division of labour among the security forces. There is no distinction between high and low. But in actual work and life, that's not the case at all. To give the most substantial example: an ordinary sentry standing guard on the outer perimeter, compared to a personal guard, everyone would think that the latter was more important and glorious. If there was a conflict between the two, you would certainly let the latter go.

There was another practical example: Although the cadres of the Head and the cadres at the bottom level belonged to the security personnel of the Secret Service, their preferential treatment in various aspects was different. Take the transition, for example, under normal circumstances, personal guard's transition jobs would be much better than the basic level guard cadres. In the past, there were many people who had questioned this kind of close relationship. Some even expressed that the head of the central government was biased towards others, giving special treatment to those close to him. However, a certain leader had said something like this: If I can't even take care of the people around me, then how can I take care of other people and the people in all of China?

In a word, it explained a brand-new definition.

If one thought about it carefully, it made sense.

Towards Chief Officer's flattery, I showed indifference, saying, "It's all thanks to Chief Officer's right leadership, the right leadership."

The will of man and man was mutually reinforcing. It was also a way of life.

Chief Officer said awkwardly: "I'm ashamed. "I've been in this position for decades, and am still a colonel. You only have two stars left to catch up to me!"

I could tell that Chief Officer's words contained a trace of helplessness.

It was no wonder, in Secret Service, there were many factors needed to advance to be promoted, but once a person reached the level of a school officer, especially one like the Chief Officer, it would be difficult to advance any further.

During the banquet, several large group of leaders toasted me, causing me to be unable to respond.

If it wasn't for his alcohol tolerance, he would have been knocked out by these cadres. It was said that the wineries were difficult to deal with, and the military wineries were even more difficult to deal with.

However, I can't stand the flattery and flattery given to me by these cadres, all of whom hold higher positions than me, even the junior commissar, who has the lowest rank in the army, is a lieutenant colonel, one star higher than me.

A few regimental leaders, holding a banquet for me, a small and inexperienced major, really felt flattered.

Several leaders at the table expressed their fervent hope for this Special Training Team that I was leading. The Chief Officer expressed on the spot: "If Secretary Zhao has any difficulties at that time, feel free to mention it.

I smiled and said, "Thank you for your care, Leaders. Thank you. I'll thank you in advance!"

Chief Officer suggested: "Oh right, Secretary Zhao, if you don't mind, when Special Training Team is training, you can come to our Brigade Department to eat. I'll send the driver to pick you up after dinner."

Of course, I knew that the food in the Brigade Department Restaurant was definitely better than the other units, but I still tactfully declined Chief Officer's good intentions, "I appreciate Chief Officer's concern, but since he entrusted me with the responsibility of handling the matters of the Special Training Team, I must give him an explanation. To train, eat and exercise with your teammates, these are the principles that must be observed and adhered to! "

Chief Officer heard something in my words and actually nodded repeatedly, "That's right, that's right."

When the banquet ended, Chief Officer asked the driver to take me back to Special Training Team. I rejected him, "There's no need, it's just a few steps, I'll be back in a few minutes!"

Chief Officer nodded.

On the way back, I suddenly felt a slight sense of unhappiness. Perhaps it was the flattery of these leaders that made me feel uncomfortable. He really didn't know when the troop's attitude would change.

May 22, 2: 00 to 6: 00 P.M., was the time when the six instructors left to report to me.

Before this, Secret Service was in a semi-confidential state with regards to training instructors. Even I am unable to ascertain who the instructors are in advance.

Only today would the full identity of the instructor be revealed.