Cyber ​​Daming

Chapter 56

The spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, seeing Chang'an flowers in one day.

At least in the eyes of the employees of Shudao Logistics, Li Jun, who dared to drive the black car cross-country directly to the front of the group building, behaved completely worthy of this poem.

Cycling alone on a rainy night, single-handedly challenged Fei Baiju, the director of Tianfu Heavy Industry's third division of operations, and the Songpan Wei Chongzhen imperial edict that has recently been rumored within the group.

In the eyes of many people, this new supervisor, who was born in the slums of Jiulong Street in the Ji'e District, is a rare combatant among the directors of the security department in recent years, and it is likely to change the weak and incompetent style of the security department in the past.

However, for these people who have been in the workplace, the most concerned thing is Li Jun's beheading of Qian Jindong.

This violated the big taboo of the group. It stands to reason that Li Jun would not only have to lose his life, but his consciousness would also have to be put into the group's private prison for a hundred years of hard labor in order to atone for his crime.

But the outcome of the incident was beyond everyone's expectations.

Neither the Shudao logistics executives nor the Yizhou Gu family, the real owner behind the group, imposed any punishment on Li Jun, not even verbal punishment.

This is a bit abnormal.

You must know that Qian Jindong is not a young man with no background, just having the same surname as the chief executive who manages the internal affairs of the Gu family is enough to make his group flourish.

This is indeed the case. The amount of money Qian Jindong has to save in various operations of the Ministry of Security over the years is probably an astronomical sum.

Although I don't know how much tribute was given to the chief executive, but the rest can still support Qian Jindong's extravagant life, so you know how huge the amount is.

However, Gu Yong, the proprietor in charge of the group, always turned a blind eye and acquiesced to Qian Jindong's corruption of ink.

Just such a well-connected householder with a strong background was killed for an incomparably ridiculous reason.

In the eyes of interested people, this is either Li Jun'en's family is extremely prosperous, or he is catching the knife for others.

But no matter what kind it is, Li Jun is not something that these migrant workers can afford.

Facing countless dodging eyes, Li Jun stepped into the gate of the group.

This is the first time he has visited the headquarters of Shudao Logistics Group. The interior decoration of the entire building reveals the financial resources of the large group and the background of Confucian elites.

As far as the eye can see, they are all ancient and elegant. All the furniture and furnishings are carved from sandalwood, and a huge splash-ink landscape hangs at the front desk.

A pair of couplets hang on the two huge beams suspected of trespassing: great wisdom and bravery shock the Quartet, Lixin Liyi promises a thousand catties.

The horizontal batch is four gold lacquered characters written in regular script: "Shu Road Logistics".

The writing is strong and the muscles and bones are clear.

Even Li Jun, who doesn't know calligraphy at all, can smell an expensive breath from it.

Li Jun smiled slightly at the Pingting girl who was standing at the front desk peeking at him, and was about to go up to ask the location of the security department when he heard a bright and clear female voice from behind.

"You must be Director Li, Qi Zhu has been waiting for a long time."

Li Jun looked back and saw that the woman who called herself Qi Zhu was wearing a blue jacket and skirt, black hair in a bun, and a pair of glasses that were popular from Xiyi on her tall nose. She had sharp eyes and a capable demeanor.

"Let me introduce myself. I am Secretary Gu of the Group's Security Department. The Minister asked me to introduce the basic situation of the group to Director Li."

Li Jun noticed that the other party's aura was extremely weak, and he was indeed just an ordinary civilian employee.

"Then trouble Secretary Qi."

Qi Zhu took a step back and let Li Jun go first, although his expression was polite, but there was an indifference that rejected people thousands of miles away.

The two stepped up a sedan chair shaped like a gazebo, one behind the other. As the floor was selected, wooden carved rails rose around it, and then slowly rose upwards.

The transparent line of sight is enough to see the layout of the entire Shudao Logistics Group.

"The whole group has a total of twelve floors, which is taken from the meaning of three religions, nine streams and twelve sequences."

"The twelfth floor at the top represents Confucianism, and it is also the office of Young Master Yong."

Out of the corner of Qi Zhu's eyes, he glanced at the rumored bold and reckless new supervisor, and reminded him with a slightly heavier tone:
"If Director Li wants to report to Master Yong, he must remember to make an appointment in advance. Don't step on the [-]th floor without authorization, otherwise you will be punished by the group's rules."

Li Jun felt the warning in the other party's words, and touched his nose in embarrassment. It seems that he, a reckless person, set up a pretty good one.

"The first to second floors are the business department and offices, which are responsible for the business distribution and housekeeping of the entire group."

"The third to fourth floors are the intelligence collection and analysis department. Here you can check the power dynamics and black market transactions in most parts of the southwest region."

Qi Zhu added: "The information is divided into four levels according to the importance of Tiandi, Xuanhuang, and each requires a corresponding position to inquire. With your authority as Director Li, you can see the information of the Xuan level."

Listening to Qi Zhu's introduction, Li Jun sighed in his heart, now he finally has a reliable source of information.

In the past, Li Jun's sources of information were all underground black market intelligence dealers, and the information sold from these people was expensive, and the content was difficult to distinguish between true and false.

The set of wrist guards that Gu Jia gave him can only be connected to the group's database, and the timeliness of some emergency information is still a lot worse.

Although his authority can only inquire about the mysterious level, at least all he gets is real information, especially about the sequence.

Once bitten, twice shy.

The disintegration of Wu Jiu's genes left Li Jun with lingering fears.

In fact, Li Jun also has one of the best sources of information in the entire Ming Empire, and that is Jin Yiwei.

However, Li Jun never thought of getting information from them, because as long as he opened his mouth, even if it was just side-stepping, the cause and effect of the whole thing would be guessed in close proximity.

"The fifth to eighth floors are warehousing, valuation transactions, equipment R&D and other departments. These are all business departments, and they have frequent exchanges with the Security Department under the jurisdiction of Director Li. You can pay more attention."

"As for the ninth and eleventh floors, that's where the Security Department is located."

Li Jun was stunned for a moment, then asked, "What about the tenth floor?"

"Group private prison."

There was a hint of fear in Qi Zhu's cold voice. She didn't seem to want to explain too much about the tenth floor, and she kept silent after a brief introduction.

Ding.

There was a crisp copper bell in the elevator, and the wooden sign fixed under the corner eaves of the pavilion displayed the words "Pick up one".

This time Qi Zhu took a step ahead and took Li Jun directly to the corner of the floor, and soon came to a door with the word 'Private Only' hanging on it.

Qi Zhu pushed open the gate, and behind it was a huge training ground.

A stocky figure wearing the same black military uniform stood in the field, looking at Li Jun with a smile.

"Two tricks and one trick?"

Li Jun smiled dumbly, twisted his neck, and said loudly: "Then just play."

(End of this chapter)