Spy Wars: I can get rewards by being a bully!

Despair, pain.

incredible.

When Gu Baoheng dragged his broken body back to the Six Nations Hotel, his soul was shrouded in immense shame and confusion.

The attendant followed behind, limping.

Delmo approached her eagerly, "Oh dear, Director Gu, what's wrong? Should we call a doctor?"

Gu Baoheng mustered all his strength to force a smile, "No need, it's an old problem, my legs hurt when it gets cold."

Then, with his entourage, he went straight to the elevator, went upstairs, opened the door, and closed the door in one smooth motion.

The attendant grimaced, twisting his body to look back. He saw bloodstains on his trousers again and immediately cried out, "Find the yamen! Get the detective squad! Catch these bastards! I want to tear them to pieces! These past few days, everyone we've met has been spouting nonsense, saying that the security in Beiping is incredibly good. If I hadn't believed their lies, I would never have asked you to go out alone!"

Gu Baoheng plopped down on the sofa, then bounced back up.

He lit a cigarette, his hands trembling, and gritted his teeth, saying, "Keep this a secret from me, and don't tell anyone, or I'll take your head!"

The attendant was taken aback. "Director, we've suffered such a huge loss. If we just let it go like this, wouldn't that be..."

"Who knows? If we don't tell, who will know? Do you think this is something to be proud of? It's like a daughter having her reputation ruined..."

At this point, Gu Baoheng felt a wave of disgust, then recalled those unpleasant memories again, and took another deep drag on his cigarette.

"In short, this matter must not be leaked. If others find out that we were... it gets out, will we still be able to stay in Beiping? What if those busybodies publish this in the newspapers? If it gets to Nanjing, that would be even worse. I am here to negotiate on behalf of Nanjing. If something like this happens, what will Dean Wang think of me? There are plenty of people eyeing my position as deputy director!"

.........

At the Gao family's villa, Old Gao was having a big meal and drinks with a group of friends.

Generally, a person's enjoyment of drinking parties is directly proportional to their social status.

Or, to put it another way, once you reach a certain point in life, drinking parties and dinners have become an indispensable part of your life.

People like Gao Shengping, who could be considered among the top twenty big shots in Beiping, usually had officials of lower rank than him at his dinner parties. In rare cases, officials of similar rank would appear, and in very rare cases, officials of higher rank would appear.

This allows Lao Gao to enjoy himself without too much restraint when attending drinking parties.

The drinks were carefully selected, the dishes were thoughtfully chosen, and the seating was meticulously planned.

He gets to drink the best wine, eat the best food, and has beautiful girls serving him drinks and serving him food. He hears nothing but compliments and is greeted with smiles. A hot towel is handed to him whenever he raises his hand, and everyone listens intently when he speaks. They then praise the director's speech as insightful and incisive.

For Lao Gao, who had no further ambitions in officialdom and lacked confidence in his masculinity, the dinner table was his paradise.

If one day he leaves this position, and no longer so many people carefully fawn over and serve him, he will age at an alarming rate, while becoming more amiable and gentle.

"Director, let me toast you again. Our First Division's equipment upgrade this time is all thanks to your care and support. Otherwise, how could we have been equipped with guns? The brothers all said that they are already extremely grateful for the Director's high regard for them. They would go through fire and water for the Director without hesitation."

Old Gao's face hardened. "How can you say he went through fire and water for me? What am I? If it weren't for my brother Shengmin, would I be where I am today?"

Everyone agreed, and the atmosphere became lively again as they drank several cups together.

At this moment, one of Gao Shengping's subordinates knocked on the door and came in, whispering a few words in his ear.

With a happy expression, Lao Gao greeted everyone, "Gentlemen, I have a little something to attend to, so I'll have to leave for a bit. Please enjoy your drinks, I'll be right back!"

Everyone stood up to see the director off.

Gao Shengping went straight to the study, picked up the phone, and called the Lin residence.

"Hey, Shengmin! I've taken care of everything you asked me to do!"

Lin Ze was chatting with Miyamoto when he received a call from Gao Shengping. He was a little surprised; Gao was really efficient. He thought Gao would have been planning for two days.

"Director, what should we do?"

Gao Shengping chuckled upon hearing this, "I turned that Gu Baoheng into a rabbit!"

Lin Ze was taken aback, then realized what was happening.

WTF.......

Old Gao's move was pretty brilliant!

.............

The next day, Gao Shengping, still slightly tipsy from the previous night, made a grand entrance at the Six Nations Hotel.

Upon arriving at the hotel, they went straight to Gu Baoheng's room.

Gu Baoheng had specifically instructed that since he was feeling slightly unwell, he would not receive any guests for the next two days, and that his meals would be delivered to his room.

Being suddenly disturbed like this naturally enraged him. He limped over to open the door, yelling, "What are you doing?! Didn't I tell you to tell people to keep an eye on things and not to bother me?!"

As soon as the door opened, Gao Shengping, a burly man, stood in the doorway.

Gu Baoheng's breath hitched.

"Director Gao...?"

Gao Shengping smiled maliciously, "Director Gu, did I disturb your rest?"

Gu Baoheng coughed, "No, no, Director Gao, please come in, please come in."

Upon entering the suite's living room, Lao Gao made no attempt to stand on ceremony, casually sitting down on the sofa and lighting a cigarette.

Several subordinates he brought stood imposingly behind him.

Gu Baoheng suppressed his discomfort and sat down opposite Gao Shengping.

"I think Director Gu's legs and feet seem a little unsteady?"

Gu Baoheng gave an awkward laugh, "It's an old problem, an old problem, it just gets like this when it gets cold..."

"Director Gu, to be honest, I'm here on official business today. Last night, following a tip-off from a driver, we caught several criminals."

Gu Baoheng was immediately covered in sweat.

Trembling, he picked up the teacup, using the act of drinking tea to mask his nervousness. "Oh, Director Gao is investigating a case, how did it lead you to me, Gu?"

"Haha, Director Gu, I heard from Dalemo that you went out last night?"

"I went out for a walk, but it was too cold, so I came back."

"Did you lose anything?"

Gu Baoheng remained silent.

Gao Shengping took out a file bag, shook it, and a pocket watch fell out.

The room was completely silent; you could hear a pin drop.

Finally, Gao Shengping said jokingly, "Director Gu, are you afraid of causing me trouble? We felt really bad about what happened to you in Beiping, how could you not say anything? Please rest assured, I have already caught those people. When I get back, I will personally interrogate them and make this case a model case, publicize it to the public, and give these bastards a good beating!"

"Director Gao!"

Gu Baoheng pleaded, "Could we speak in private?"