Atlas of Heaven and Man.

Chapter 228 Quota
Since the department's joint commission ended, Chen Chuan has not accepted any commissions for the time being, and has also temporarily turned down matters at the company. He is just strengthening his martial arts training in the academy.

Another ten days passed and it was the last day of November.

Because the commission remuneration had already been paid earlier this month, he had made a phone call before. He will have a lunch with the team members at Duyi Hotel at noon today and divide the money at the same time. It is almost the end of the year and this matter cannot be delayed.

Just before he was about to go out, he received a call from Director Lei.

"The date for He Nan and I's wedding has been set. It will be on the 15th of next month. We will only host a few close relatives and friends on that day. The invitation will be sent to classmate Chen today. You must come then."

Chen Chuan knew that people with a status like Director Lei would always be secretly watched by cultists, so even though the Cult Investigation Bureau was a violent agency, it usually had almost no presence in government agencies.

Considering the safety of his family and friends, his wedding is destined not to be a grand one, nor can he gather his subordinates together. He can only choose to keep a low profile.

He said: "Congratulations to Director Lei, I will definitely be there then."

Director Lei said: "Xiao Ying is in good health now. I told him about you, and he kept saying that he wanted to meet you and wanted to thank you, big brother."

Chen Chuan thought about the young boy and felt that he was lucky to have survived the cult.

Director Lei added, "There will be a senior from the Central City Inspection Bureau coming this time. I'll introduce him to you. It may be helpful to you in the future."

Chen Chuanshuo said: "Thank you, Director Lei."

"You're welcome. Compared to the help you gave Xiaoying, this is nothing."

Chen Chuan thought for a moment and said, "Director Lei, after the last commission, I have always wanted to ask you something."

Director Lei said: "You are asking about the whereabouts of the person who set up the ceremony. We tracked the hot air balloon after it landed, but we couldn't find the person. I later guessed that the real mastermind was probably hiding on the train at the time."

"On the train..."

Chen Chuan thought for a moment and asked, "Didn't the man we arrested on the train say anything?"

Director Lei said: "He is just a member of the secret cult who is responsible for cooperation. According to his confession, he was just hired. We confirm that he is telling the truth, but there is no need to worry. After the ritual is launched, even if you don't take the initiative to do anything, the patterns and materials will disappear after a period of time.

Without the coordination of material and human resources, it would be impossible for him to arrange such a large ceremony. Our Censorship Bureau can handle such a small ceremony. "

Chen Chuan nodded. Although esoteric rituals could achieve many mysterious effects, in most cases, a lot of time would need to be spent on preliminary preparations.

That person was able to do that because he had received help from the Molan Company before. Without the support of such a force, it would be almost impossible to repeat what happened before.

After they chatted for a few more sentences, they hung up the phone.

Chen Chuan could feel that Director Lei had been guiding him in the direction of Esoteric Buddhism, and the reason for introducing the seniors from the Esoteric Buddhism Bureau to him this time might also be for this reason.

However, although he is interested in mysterious things, only martial arts can truly strengthen himself. Since he has chosen this path, he will stick to it and will not deviate from anything else.

He packed up his things, tidied his clothes, pushed the door open, went out, and rode his bicycle to the Duyi Hotel downstairs of the dormitory.

Because the company meetings had ended and the resistance organization had been almost wiped out, the city center was safe. After he arrived, team members also arrived one after another.

As usual, money is distributed before the meal begins.

Everyone is very happy to receive a large and generous reward before the end of the year and to have their personal evaluation improved.

Wei Changan stood up with the cup in his hand and said sincerely, "Xiaodi Chen, thanks to these commissions from you, I am now a senior client. I don't have to look at the company's face anymore. I want to toast you."

Chen Chuan picked up the cup, clinked it with his, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, Brother Wei."

Everyone raised their glasses to congratulate.

Senior clients have high personal evaluations, can get higher remuneration, and can deal with government departments and even major companies more easily. Some senior clients have certain powers in their hands because they have been employed by certain departments for a long time, and their identities and status are completely different from before.

It is indeed something worth celebrating that Wei Changan can get it at this age.

Wei Changan clinked glasses with everyone before sitting down. At this time, Cai Si beside him said, "Have you listened to the broadcasts these days? For several days in a row, there have been reports that the new civil affairs chief wiped out the resistance organization after taking office. But unfortunately, although we did it, we can't talk about it."

This time, the names of Chen Chuan and his team members were not mentioned in the broadcast. Several departments had informed them of this matter in advance, saying that the focus of this matter was to allow citizens to regain their trust in current official agencies, so they were not mentioned and were just given a little more remuneration.

Feng Xiaoqi muttered, "Wouldn't it be better to get more remuneration? Compared to the reputation, I would rather take more money."

Chen Chuan said: "Even if they didn't say anything about this, I would still ask for this, because the resistance organization will not disappear just by eliminating these people. They will use any means and never hesitate to do anything.

For your safety, we have to try not to expose ourselves. Moreover, as far as I know, an important person has left and his whereabouts are still unknown. "

Ding Liaoshen interjected, "That's right. As long as the world remains like this, the resistance organizations will definitely exist. It's just that the fire above has been put out, but the sparks below are still there. Who knows when they will rise. It's better to be careful."

Luo Kaiyuan then said: "Some of them may have been forced."

Feng Xiaoqi said: "Anyway, I don't like them. There was an explosion only a few dozen meters away from our store. I knew a neighbor who could weave grasshoppers to entertain children, and he buried them there."

Wei Changan raised his glass again and said with a smile, "Anyway, most of the resistance organizations have been wiped out, and the Molan Company has also collapsed. It's worth celebrating. Come on, let's have another drink together."

Everyone raised their glasses.

While they were having dinner, Cheng Zitong came out of the principal's office. He looked at the list in his hand with excitement on his face.

He quickly returned to his office and called Chen Chuan, but no one answered. He then remembered that the student might have gone out for dinner today. He put down the phone, thought for a moment, said "Hey", took out the copy of the list, stuffed it into his briefcase, went downstairs, and drove directly to Lakeside Villa.

After getting out of the car, he took off his decorative sunglasses, stood in front of the gate for a while, and strode in.

"Old Qian, is my senior brother here?"

"Yes," the doorman replied.

"Is it time to teach the disciple? All right, I'll go find him myself."

Cheng Zitong walked into the yard and glanced around. The student was practicing boxing in the waterside pavilion, while Qiao Linhu was drinking tea in the living room, looking outside from time to time, with satisfaction in his eyes.

He walked over, took out the list from his briefcase, and slapped it in front of Qiao Linhu.

Qiao Linhu was startled, looked up at him in surprise, then frowned and looked at the list, "What is this?"

"What is this? An admissions quota for the Central City General Hospital!"

Cheng Zitong tapped the name list several times and said, "This is my student. I am his instructor. Brother, you never expected that, did you?"

Qiao Linhu was silent for a while. After seeing Chen Chuan overturn the mutual aid association, he felt something was wrong. He said slowly: "We must be modest and cautious about everything, and we must not be too eager for quick success..."

Cheng Zitong pulled out his briefcase again and slapped a piece of evidence on the table. "This is the weapon certificate my student passed the exam!"

"Students need to be tempered. Blindly praising them will only make them lose their self-control..."

With a "slap", Cheng Zitong slapped another certificate on the table, "This is my student's armor certificate!"

"…Even if there is a little bit of achievement…"

With a "snap", Cheng Zitong took another photo of the certificate and pointed at it, saying, "This is my student's unlimited defense certificate, Certificate B!"

Qiao Linhu's voice was suddenly stuck, and he sat there in depression, scratching his beard, because no matter how much he said, it could not be better than this unlimited defense certificate.

Dashun is very strict in this regard, otherwise so many recommended students would not have taken the C certificate first and then tried every means to take the B certificate. This is a recognition from the national level. Any verbal excuses are pale and powerless in front of this thing, and are all nonsense.

Cheng Zitong's eyes turned red, and he said, "My student doesn't need to follow any old bullshit rules, nor does he need others to use old rules to restrain him. He doesn't need to follow the path arranged by others. He can find his own way by himself!"

His voice instantly drowned out the entire courtyard; even the followers in front of him and the student who was practicing boxing could hear it clearly. However, the surroundings were completely silent, as if the sounds of insects and birds had momentarily disappeared.

"The old man said that only his path is the right path, but that doesn't mean that everyone has to take this path. His words are not the golden rule. I said that once I get out, I can walk back by myself. Now my students are going back for me. The old man has taught so many students over the years, just pick one and give it to me..."

Cheng Zitong slapped the table vigorously, "Put them here, put them in the position of my students. Which one of them can pat his chest and say that he can do what my students have done and achieve the results my students have achieved? Which one, who is there? Stand up and let me see!"

Qiao Linhu listened to him for a long time, then slowly said: "Junior brother, don't forget that my students can also go to the Central City. It's not just your students who can go there!"

"Then we have to wait two years?"

"……Yes."

"My student..."

"okay!"

Qiao Linhu snorted. He didn't want to listen any more. He just wanted to hear Cheng Zitong bragging and praising him. The more he talked, the more annoyed he became.

He slammed the table, stood up, and said, "Brother, let me tell you, the old way has guides, seniors looking after you, fellow disciples helping you, and students supporting you. Have you ever thought about how far you, as a student, can go without all these?"

Cheng Zitong was not worried at all. He looked at Qiao Linhu for a while, smiled, put on his decorative sunglasses, and walked out, saying as he walked: "He is my student. I have confidence in him. Oh, by the way..."

He turned around and said, "Brother, I just like to see you being stubborn. Keep it up, let's go..." After saying that, he waved his hand and walked out with a swagger.

At the waterside pavilion, the student was practicing boxing. When the two people were talking, he couldn't help but prick up his ears. But as he listened, he suddenly found Qiao Linhu standing in front of him with an expressionless face, and he couldn't help but shudder.

"If you can't practice even one posture correctly, it means you haven't practiced it to the bone. Practice it a hundred more times."

"Yes, Master." The student groaned in his heart, but he didn't dare to say anything at this time and continued to practice honestly.

Qiao Linhu was watching from the side, but he felt suffocated in his heart. He remembered that Cheng Zitong had come here every day to praise his apprentice and asked why his personality had changed. It turned out that he was waiting for him here.

So careless.

He looked at the disciple in front of him. He used to like him no matter how he looked at him, but now, no matter how he looked at him, he seemed to be lacking.

You have to practice, you have to keep practicing!

Cheng Zitong walked outside and let out a long breath. He felt that the weather was really good today. It was so refreshing and comfortable.

He looked back and said to the inside of the door, "Lao Qian, tell my senior brother that I will come again tomorrow and ask him to leave an extra bowl of rice for me." After saying that, he got into the car leisurely and drove away after a while.

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(End of this chapter)