Promoted to Deputy Division Level? This Was a Condemned Man's Last Meal!

Sing Sing became more and more satisfied with what he saw.

That move of mine was absolutely brilliant!

No!

Even "genius" is not enough to describe it!

If Wang Pangzi doesn't give him a year-end bonus of 100,000 or 200,000 yuan, then he'll be doing this business plan a disservice.

Sing Sing leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and wiggled the tips of his leather shoes.

But as he kept shaking, he started getting emo.

The Riptide of how quickly that kid Jiliu had become a division-level cadre made Zhou feel incredibly envious.

Why couldn't I have had this immense wealth and privilege?

Just as he finished remarking, there was a knock on the office door. Director Zhou said listlessly, "Come in."

The door opened, and Secretary Xiao Liu walked in.

This kid's smile is practically reaching his ears today; it's quite unusual.

Sing Sing sprang from his chair, clutching his suit trouser pockets with both hands, and took two steps back as if facing a formidable enemy.

"What are you doing! Trying to rob me in broad daylight by closing the door? Let me tell you, don't even think about getting another penny from me!"

Startled by his reaction, Xiao Liu quickly waved her hand.

"Director Zhou, please don't get excited! This is fantastic news!"

Sing Sing squinted.

Good thing?

In the 749 Bureau, there are usually only two kinds of good things.

One option is to give money.

Another type sounds like a handout, but actually requires you to pay upfront.

Xiao Liu approached the desk, gently placed the folder in his hand down, and faced Old Zhou.

"Director Zhou, please see for yourself."

Sing Sing opened the folder with suspicion, his eyes immediately drawn to the red-headed document stamped with a bright red seal.

The bold text at the very top is more dazzling than gold.

Sing Sing is proposed to be promoted to Deputy Division-Level cadre.

Xiao Liu's voice was filled with joy. "Director Zhou... no, Section Chief Zhou! Director Wang approved your nomination for Deputy Division-Level and even granted you special permission to enjoy Division-Level- time travel benefits as a section chief when you go out on business! This is the only one of its kind in the bureau!"

"From now on, when you travel for business, you can take the high-speed rail first class, stay in four-star hotels, and even receive a special daily allowance of 300 yuan for meals!"

A normal person would be overjoyed upon hearing this news.

Sing Sing's face showed no trace of the elation of being promoted and making a fortune; instead, his features contorted in horror.

Something unusual is bound to happen; a pie falling from the sky is definitely poisoned!

When has this Wang Pangzi ever done a losing business?

This level of sugar-coated bullet is clearly meant to get you killed to fill the hole!

"This is my last meal before I'm executed..."

Sing Sing muttered to himself, his voice trembling.

He walked halfway around the desk, hands behind his back, his expression grave. "Xiao Liu... does the boss dislike me? Is he planning to send me to outer space to blow up meteorites?"

"Or... should I storm the Pentagon?"

Xiao Liu looked at his boss, who was acting like a drama queen, with a mix of amusement and exasperation.

"Director Zhou, you've really misunderstood! This isn't about sending you to your death! It's a good thing! It's an award!"

"This is a full affirmation of your work by the organization! The deputy director personally made the decision to report it after overcoming opposition from many others!"

Deputy Director?

Uncle Biao!

Sing Sing's listless, dead fish eyes suddenly focused. Could he really afford to bleed himself dry and get himself a business trip allowance Division-Level a department head?

This sounds even less plausible than Wang Pangzi's act of kindness.

Seeing that he reacted, Xiao Liu quickly seized the opportunity and explained the whole story.

"You dismantled that biochemical facility hidden beneath the university, rescued a group of people, and brought back crucial evidence—that's all I'll say."

"Most importantly, you brought back the martyrs' ashes, as well as their files."

"This matter has caused a great stir at the higher levels, and several bigwigs have personally intervened!"

"The diplomatic corps also used the irrefutable evidence you brought back to deal a heavy blow to the other side, and even the United Nations has received the materials!"

As Xiao Liu spoke, his tone became serious.

"Uncle Biao said, our 749 Bureau can't let our heroes who shed blood and sweat feel disheartened. This Deputy Division-Level treatment was earned with your life; anyone who dares to stop you will face our wrath!"

Sing Sing quickly went through the whole story in his mind.

Uncle Biao, that old fox, is very stingy, but he stands firm when it comes to matters of principle.

Since it was him who made the decision, it's most likely true!

Moreover, this is a truly monumental achievement, so giving him a Deputy Division-Level is entirely reasonable. This is a great deal!

Sing Sing's expression underwent a complete 180-degree turn.

Just a moment ago he looked terrified, as if the organization was about to murder a meritorious official, but the next second he straightened his tie, adjusted his hat, and stood up straight.

"Ahem... Since it's the organization's decision, I, Zhou, can only reluctantly accept this arduous challenge!"

Xiao Liu's lips twitched slightly. Reluctantly?

Your expression just now clearly indicated you were preparing to write your will tonight!

Sing Sing was completely unaware of how absurdly fast his expression changed. He raised his hand, patted his chest, and said firmly:

"Please tell Uncle Biao and Director Wang when you get back that I, Sing Sing, was born a member of the 749 Bureau, and I will die a ghost of the 749 Bureau!"

"For the greater good of the nation, I would gladly sacrifice my life!"

Seeing this dramatic change of expression that was faster than turning the pages of a book, Xiao Liu was momentarily speechless.

One second they're fighting to the death, the next they're a loyal subject willing to sacrifice their lives?

Xiao Liu chuckled awkwardly, "Well... if there's nothing else, I'll head back now?"

Xiao Liu tentatively moved towards the door.

"Etc!"

Xiao Liu shuddered, thinking that this ancestor was up to some mischief again.

Sing Sing pulled an invoice from the drawer, slammed it on the table, and glared at him defiantly.

"Now that I'm enjoying the travel benefits of Division-Level, can I get my taxi fare back from the Special Operations Brigade, which was 58 yuan, reimbursed through my special allowance?"

Xiao Liu almost spat out a mouthful of blood. This guy was even trying to rip off 58 yuan!

You truly live up to your Sing Sing!

Xiao Liu was so taken aback by the mention of fifty-eight yuan that he rolled his eyes, clutched his folder, and left.

He kept muttering that the new financial regulations were not his responsibility.

Sing Sing chased after him with the invoice in hand, yelling at the top of his lungs, "Don't run!" but then he burst out laughing himself.

Back in his office, Director Zhou lit a cigarette in a good mood.

Amidst the rising smoke, he took out his phone.

"Hey? Cao Dahua! Got free tonight? Let's grab some late-night snacks! Yeah, yeah, it's on me! Anything you like from Shaxian snacks, plus Nick Fury! It's all on me!"

"Hey, Yanzi, it's me, Old Zhou! Let's grab some late-night snacks tonight to celebrate my promotion! Hahaha, it has to be on me, the whole bill's on Young Master Zhou tonight!"

Just as he was making appointments for his victory celebration party, the door was pushed open.

A tall, burly figure wearing a black leather trench coat strode in.

"You didn't invite me to eat late-night snacks?"

Director Zhou, who was smugly puffing on a cigarette, looked up and his mouth dropped open in surprise.

He didn't even notice the cigarette ash that fell onto his suit trousers.

"Second brother?! Holy crap, what are you doing back from United States?"

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