A 30,000-ton destroyer, you say it’s a fishing boat?

Chapter 183 Our mission is to make people think we are doing something!

The sound of slamming the table echoed in the room, and the director's face turned red because of his speech.

It seemed that in the next second, he could catch the target and tear the opponent into pieces!
The next second, the deputy director reached over and waved his hand in front of the director.

"Then Director, shouldn't you pay your salary first? I'm still waiting to rescue the young lady who is in trouble!"

"They have been waiting for me to give them everything they have!"

Grabbing the collar of this disgraceful guy, the director widened his eyes and asked viciously:
"Can you please stop making excuses when I'm giving a speech?"

When he was caught by the collar, the deputy director showed no panic at all. He restored the messed up hair very gentlemanly and said calmly:

"But the problem now is salary time!"

Chicken and duck talk!

Summer bugs are indescribable!

Play the piano to the cow!

At this moment, countless words flashed through the Director's mind.

In the end, he reluctantly let go of the deputy director's collar.

Without him.

After entering the 21st century, Daiying's civil service system was completely stabilized.

Even for intelligence personnel, the most they can do is cut funding and reduce expenditures.

Want to fire a civil servant?

That's harder than climbing to the sky!

After all, if you want to go to the sky, you only need to buy a plane ticket and go!

To land in space, you only need to find Da Mao and borrow their space shuttle.

But firing a civil servant requires countless procedures.

However, the bureaucrats who handle this will subconsciously find loopholes to refuse to perform their work!

Because, with the first beginning, maybe the next ending is himself!
If the deputy director is fired, maybe he will be fired next!

After all, MI[-] is currently in a state of fishing!
The director sighed and picked up the salary list and began to distribute wages to the intelligence personnel below.

After receiving their long-lost wages, these intelligence officers who appeared from everywhere disappeared in the next second.

Because their lines are lurking.

Just after the wages were paid, the room door was pushed open again, and an intelligence officer walked against the flow of people and walked towards the director.

"I've paid your salary!" the director said.

The visitor covered his forehead with his left hand and sighed softly, and said helplessly: "It's Prime Minister Harker who wants to see you for something! I want you to go to No. 13, King Arthur Street now!"

"Next time something happens, remember to speak up immediately!" Rolling his eyes, the director cursed and walked out of the room.

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No. 13, King Arthur Street, Prime Minister Harker is sitting at his desk, holding a piece of intelligence that has just arrived.

information display.

Someone wants to attack Mr. Mo Yu at the opening ceremony!
As for who did it or how exactly it was done, they knew nothing.

This makes him very angry!
As the prime minister who led the British Empire, there was an empire on which the sun never set!

Someone is causing trouble on their own territory, but there is no specific information?

so horrible!

After reading the information in his hand once again, Huck picked up the phone. Before he could dial out, the door was pushed open.

It was Jim, the director of MI[-].

"You're here!" Nodding to Jim, Huck handed over the information in his hand, put it on the table, and tapped it with his fingers.

"Tell me! How long will it take for you to get accurate information!"

Standing next to the desk, tilting his head and glancing at the documents on the table, Jim silently calculated in his mind.

Hesitantly stated a number.

"About two weeks?"

Two weeks?Huck was stunned for a moment when Jim reported the time.

Two weeks?In two weeks, the World Exposition will be over!

If something happens, Daiying's ashes will be burned!

Bang!
Slapping his hand on the table, Huck gritted his teeth, raised his head and looked Jim in the face, and asked word by word:

"Director Jim! I want you to tell me! If it takes MI[-] two weeks to get the information!" "Why should I support you?"

"Of course I want to give an explanation to the people!" Jim was very calm.

Huck said this not to let himself do things, but definitely to cut funds!
A calm person with a warm smile, Huck became angry.

He stood up, walked to Jim step by step, stretched out his hand to grab his collar, and asked: "What did you just say? Can you say it again if you have the ability?"

Reaching out to open Huck's collar-grabbing hand, Jim calmly repeated what he just said.

"I said, our mission is just to make the people feel that we are doing something!"

"Just like the army, navy and air force, let the people trust them and protect their safety!"

"But it's actually useless!"

These words were so devastating that they were like a bolt from the blue, splitting Huck into pieces.

He retracted his hands in a daze and stumbled back two steps. His thin back was pressed against the wall behind him to prevent him from falling.

His dull eyes stared at the ground for a while, then slowly focused, raised them again, and locked onto Jim.

"You! Are you treating taxpayers like this? Do you deserve the money you receive?"

"That's right! After all, it's just a job! And it's a dispensable job!"

As he spoke, Jim walked to the water dispenser next to him, took a cup of hot water in a cup, and brought it to Huck.

"Since we lost our overseas colonies and handed America the key to launching nuclear weapons!"

"The army, navy, and air force, as well as our jobs, have become dispensable!"

"Who can we beat?"

"No one can beat me!"

"Even the folks on the coast of the Arabian Sea have kept pace with the times in their tactics, and have even created tunnel warfare based on their own geographical conditions."

"Blow the tank with your body!"

"What about us? No!"

"Our soldiers don't have the willpower they have! Let alone the fighting qualities they have!"

"What's more, if a fight really breaks out, we may not be able to last even a month!"

"Because we have nothing! Raw materials need to be imported from the European continent!"

"But! We are decoupled from the European continent!"

"During the war, it was normal for them not to sell anything to us!"

"So! Be open-minded!"

"After all, you are the Prime Minister. Even if you retire and resign now, you can still get a large pension!"

Huck took the warm water with trembling hands, brought it to his mouth, and swallowed it slowly.

After drinking a glass of water, a full ten minutes have passed. The originally warm water has turned cold.

Put down the glass.

Huck raised his head and looked at Jim in front of him.

"Jim! I don't care what your status was before! But now! I need you!"

"I need you to find the person for me!"

"That young man named Mo Yu must not cause trouble in our land!"

"Can it be done?"

"Or can I trust you?"

Can I trust you?A simple sentence reminded Jim of when he first entered the industry.

The first mission was taken out by his teacher.

Before leaving, the teacher asked him the same thing, and he nodded firmly.

Then the teacher went!

The teacher went!
Jim took over the teacher's job!
Huck is not too old, only in his 50s.

There are not many wrinkles on his face, but his hair is completely white, so he must be tired.

It looks very similar to the teacher back then!

Taking a deep breath, Jim nodded his head: "Okay!"

(End of this chapter)