Imperial Capital, Security Administration.
"It's okay, Old Zheng, you're doing it for the Security Administration, after all.
Don't blame yourself too much. No one wanted this to happen."
Elder He consoled Zheng Qian.
Zheng Qian sighed:
"I really didn't expect such a little public forum could cause such a big mess."
Regret was written all over Zheng Qian's face.
Why didn't he listen to Cao Yi? Why did he have to provoke the CF Foundation?
Now, words can't change anything.
Zheng Qian stood up, his head spinning, nearly falling over.
Elder He quickly supported Zheng Qian, speaking sincerely:
"Old Zheng, you are the backbone of our Security Bureau, you must take care of your health!"
Zheng Qian waved his hand:
"My old ailment is acting up, I need to make a trip to the hospital."
Elder He nodded repeatedly:
"You must go, you must go!"
After sending Zheng Qian out of the office, Elder He took out a phone and dialed a number:
"Leader, it's me.
