Chapter 1053: Literary Youth

Chapter 1053 Literary Youth
Zeng Ying usually pays attention to current affairs news, and naturally also knows Mr. Zhao and Zhou Liren.
Before he retired from his post, Mr. Zhao was the only founding veteran of the Republic who still held important positions. His position was unique and his reputation in the army was unmatched. So even after he retired from the Standing Committee and no longer took up any public office, his influence was still very large. When he encountered some important national events, the generals and even the general secretary in the army would ask him for advice.
Zhou Liren was even more remarkable. He, who was originally not well-known, suddenly stood out, won the post of director of the General Political Department among many strong competitors, and became one of the most important national officials in the Republic.
At that time, Zeng Ying also heard some boys who are keen on domestic military news say that before Zhou Liren became the director of the General Political Department, he never appeared in public at all, or even served as the commander or political commissar of any major military region. It is very mysterious in itself that a person without "qualification" suddenly assumes such a central position.
Later, there were rumors that Zhou Liren was originally working in the intelligence system. He was promoted to a high position by the country because of his outstanding talents and significant contributions to the country. In this way, it can explain Zhou Liren's previous obscurity, because the more famous the intelligence work, the more dangerous it is.
The old saying goes: Those who are good at war have no great achievements. The more low-key Zhou Liren was, the more he demonstrated his power.
From those boys, Zeng Ying knew the importance of the General Political Department. The military system was originally different from the ordinary administrative system. It was placed in place. Even the top leaders of the government did not dare to provoke the top military leaders. The independence of the military.
What's more, the General Political Department can be said to be the heart of the entire military system of the Republic, and it is also in charge of multiple intelligence departments. The weight of the authority of its leader can be seen.
Whether it is Mr. Zhao or Zhou Liren, to Zeng Ying, they are the kind of people who are superb and impossible to come into contact with. And it happened that the leaders of this kind of state were all Zhou Hao's family.
No matter which country it is, the power of intelligence agencies is very large. Their administrative level may not be high, but they have investigative powers from civilians to provincial and ministerial officials. Just like the Jinyiwei organizations in ancient times, officials across the country are all afraid.
In the face of such an organization, Zeng Ying has no ability to resist. To put it bluntly, people can pinch her to death with just a finger, and no one dares to say anything.
Seeing Zeng Ying’s facial expressions in his eyes, Zhou Hao smiled and said:
How? Do you want to understand? I can grasp your every move at any time. Even the two fathers and sons of Huang Wanke, as long as I say With one sound, the National Security Bureau can arrest them on charges of endangering national security, and even without any evidence, they can be imprisoned indefinitely."
In fact, Zhou Hao can really do this, but he has to withstand the pressure from the Dong family. Moreover, it was the first time that Zhou Hao used his power to oppress others in such a straightforward manner, like those "second generations of power".
Listening to what Zhou Hao said, Zeng Ying fought a cold war, because since Zhou Hao was able to capture the tens of billions of Huang Wanke and his son, he could naturally deal with her in this way.
Thinking of the dark rooms in the intelligence department depicted in movies and TV series, Zeng Ying felt the creeps.
"So, you don't want to use Huang Wanke to deal with me." Zhou Hao sneered: "You obediently listen to my instructions, then even if you are dismantled, I can guarantee your safety, but if you have something With little signs of betraying me, you'd better have the confidence to escape the pursuit of the National Security Bureau."
He stared at Zeng Ying and slowly said, "How are you thinking about it? Is it to earn my billions safely, or to risk colluding with Huang Vanke?"
"Then, if I followed your instructions to do it, but in the end I still can't let Huang Wanke and his son be fooled, then, would you still give me money?" Zeng Ying asked.
Zhou Hao smiled slightly, and then said: "At least, the 200 million deposit I gave you will not come back."
Zeng Ying breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this. At least 200 million can be owned, which is also a lot of money.
Zhou Hao stirred the coffee in the cup, and said lightly: "Go back and prepare it first. I will ask someone to give you the information about Huang Wanke, Huangshi's husband and his son, and Huangshi Group. You should get familiar with them. . By the way, you live in the dormitory of Fudan University, right, my people will look for you then."
"Then, when will you give me your 200 million?" Zeng Ying hesitated for a moment, and then asked.
Zhou Hao smiled: "Leave your account number. I'll let someone transfer it in these few days."
Zeng Ying quickly told Zhou Hao of her account, but saw that Zhou Hao didn't remember the thing, so she couldn't help but said, "Why don't you write it down?"
"It's already recorded here." Zhou Hao nodded his head and said, "You don't need to worry. Since I promised you, I won't cheat you. If you find that the money has not arrived at the I don’t have to carry out my plan."
Now that Zhou Hao said so, Zeng Ying had to believe him first. Then, she bid farewell to Zhou Hao, Zhou Hao had nothing to say to her, and shook her hand to signal her to leave.
Zeng Ying quickly got up and walked out of this cafe, feeling a little embarrassed and fleeing, because she felt that Zhou Hao at this time was very terrible, like a demon, trying to push her into the full of raging fire.
And when Zeng Ying walked out of this cafe, she happened to see the young man who had just come forward for herself and wanted to teach Zhou Hao. He was thrown out of the alley next to the cafe by two big men. His face was full. The bruises were completely changed, and he couldn't get up on the ground.
The two big guys patted the dust on their hands, hummed and sneered, and walked away. The pedestrians who saw this scene did not dare to say anything.
Zeng Ying looked at the guy who had fallen to the ground and had clearly fainted, and then took another look at the coffee shop. There was another cold war on her body, and then she hurriedly left.
In the cafe, Zhou Hao, who saw Zeng Ying hurriedly leaving through the floor-to-ceiling windows, was expressionless. That Gao Yinglong’s son was originally for Zeng Yingcai to provoke Zhou Hao, which led to his current fate, but Zeng Ying didn’t even help to call for an ambulance, so he left him and left. Like a piece of rubbish, there is no pity.
"This is her true face, greedy for vanity, ruthlessness, selfishness, hum, hum, hum," Zhou Hao muttered to himself.
Looking at the son of Gao Yinglong who was knocked unconscious on the ground outside, Zhou Hao suddenly felt that this man resembled himself, and was also severely abandoned by Zeng Ying. But after all, he was luckier than himself. After all, he at least saved his life. Unlike himself, he was directly killed by Zeng Ying and Huang Wanke.
Thinking of Zeng Ying just now agreeing to seduce Huang Wanke and his son for the sake of money, Zhou Hao felt a kind of sadness. In his previous life, he would have given affection for such a woman. It was simply stupid.
Thinking of Zeng Ying, Zhou Hao thought of the confidante he had met in this life. In contrast, every woman around him was a thousand times better than Zeng Ying.
Looking at his watch, Wang Xijun and Situ Jianying were almost finished. Zhou Hao got up and left the cafe, drove to Fudan University to pick up Wang Xijun and Situ Jianying.
This time Zhou Hao drove here by himself, and he drove a black "Passat", which is not too ostentatious. Some lecturers or faculty members of Fudan University drove this kind of car, so it was not that much when entering the campus of Fudan University Conspicuous.
When he came to the campus, Zhou Hao saw students walking out of the surrounding teaching buildings. It was clear that school was over. At this time, Zhou Hao received a call from Situ Jianying, saying that she and Wang Xijun were two People were waiting for him at the front entrance of the library. So Zhou Hao drove to the library, and he saw two graceful figures standing at the door of the library. It was Wang Xijun and Situ Jianying.
It's just that there is a man wearing glasses and a book under his arm, talking to the two women. Looking at the man's age beyond 30 and his manners and demeanours that were completely different from those of ordinary students, Zhou Hao guessed that he should be an honest man in Fudan University.
After getting out of the car, Zhou Hao went straight to Wang Xijun and the others. At the same time, he saw that the students coming out of the library greeted the man beside Wang Xijun and the two women, and he was even more sure that this was a teacher.
At this time, Wang Xijun and Situ Jianying also saw Zhou Hao, smiles suddenly appeared on their faces and beckoned to Zhou Hao.
The male teacher also looked at Zhou Hao because of the reaction of the two women. The smile on his face suddenly narrowed, and his brows wrinkled unconsciously.
"Xijun, Jianying, this teacher is" Zhou Hao came to them and was also looking at the man.
Wang Xijun said: "Zhou Hao, this is our grade teacher of literary history, whose surname is Jiang."
"Hello, Teacher Jiang." Zhou Hao immediately smiled at this teacher Jiang, looking very kind.
It turned out to be a teacher of literary history. Zhou Hao felt stunned, it's no wonder that this man smelled like a literary youth.
However, the taste of literary youth that Zhou Hao perceives is not the kind of literary talent, but the look when he looks at people, with the arrogance that literary youth usually have.