The first top lady

"Alas!" Haijing really couldn't control Song Yixuan, but he still said earnestly: "I know that you really belong to 711. 711 is independent of all institutions and is not under the jurisdiction of any department. Before, it was because your master worked in the Fifth Bureau, so you are very familiar with this place and can be considered half a Fifth Bureau member.

"Later, your master died in the line of duty, and his subordinates all asked for orders to punish you. I have worked with Yilin for many years, and I know his expectations of you, and he will definitely not blame you. Therefore, after I took over the position of director, I dragged you into the Fifth Bureau against all odds, and asked you to redeem yourself from your crime and capture Kou Shan to avenge your master. Although it is just a figurehead, you have the office, dormitory, and official car that are equipped. Of course, it is up to you whether to use them or not."

It might be covered in dust, and she might not even be able to find her own office door.

"Except for the nominal one, what is your real relationship with the Fifth Bureau? I'm afraid only you know it. I won't force you to do anything. Your master's subordinates are still working here, including the one who just left. However, he can't recognize you. You can't let me protect you and become a laughing stock among them."

"You've said so much, isn't it just that you want me to help you accomplish something?" Song Yixuan said in a cold tone, not looking at him.

"I don't mean that." Haijing denied it hastily. He was not that greedy and snobbish. "My position has reached the limit." He admitted that he had pursued success in the officialdom when he was young, but now he was indifferent to it.

Unexpectedly, Song Yixuan curled his lips, his eyes showing his purpose, and said, "You don't have it, but I do."

Haijing was stunned for two seconds, "What?"

Which song is this from?

Song Yixuan put down his legs, stood up, threw the certificate in his hand to Hai Jinggeng, and said, "Upgrade my certificate by two levels, and stamp it with the official seal of Zhenglanyuan." After saying that, he raised his eyebrows, as if giving an order.

Hai Jing frowned even more, feeling very worried. How did he end up with such a girl?

"You are abusing your power, and you think others can't find a chance to target you?"

"You have the power, why not use it?" Song Yixuan shrugged nonchalantly, "You're the one abusing it anyway." She benefited in the end, so there was nothing wrong with that.

"Song Yixuan!" Haijing became even angrier, yet helpless and ashamed.

Yilin, I didn't take good care of your apprentice.

After a pause, Hai Jing said, "Keep the documents for now. When you have captured the Viper Gang, I will immediately ask for instructions from my superiors. At worst, I will lose my position, but I will ensure that you will be promoted twice."

Song Yixuan took back his ID with a gloomy face and was about to leave, but he stopped before leaving and said coldly: "Do you think I really want this position?"

Hai Jing was a little confused for a moment, "Then you..."

She snorted and sneered, "Just for fun."

Didn't Guan Tong say that power is a good thing? Didn't he say that her status is as low as dust?

But she doesn't think so.

It would be easy for her to gain power and promotion, but she doesn't want it!

Haijing looked at the closed door and sighed deeply. Obsession will eventually make a person different from before.

Song Yixuan came out of the office building and saw a dozen people standing outside, looking aggressive and seemingly waiting for her.

She stopped on the steps, glanced at the pairs of eyes that were looking at her as ferociously as hungry wolves, swallowed stiffly, and her whole body relaxed instantly.

She knew that these people were here to "avenge" her.

What is coming will come sooner or later!

"Are you Song Yixuan?" asked the man in the middle. He was Dong Peiying, the director of a department in the Fifth Bureau. He looked as if he wanted to eat her alive.

Song Yixuan said expressionlessly, "Yes."

"Ha!" Dong Peiying said disdainfully, "Director Wei once taught or promoted people like us, and we respectfully call him "teacher". You are the disciple acknowledged by the teacher himself, and you have been with him the longest, but you," he paused and said through gritted teeth, "are not worthy of being his disciple."

Not worthy to be his apprentice.

Every word sounded like a knife stabbing into her heart.

She just felt her throat tighten, as if something was stuck in her throat, but she had no way to refute it.

"The teacher is upright, open-minded, and ready to face death. But you, Song Yizhen, deserted the battlefield and were afraid of death. You gained the power by stepping on your master's corpse and sat in your current position. Don't you feel any guilt at all?" Dong Peiying asked.

Song Yixuan clenched her fists tighter and tighter, her nails digging into her flesh and piercing her heart, nailing her firmly to the pillar of shame.

It turns out that everything she has now is the result of "stepping on her master's dead body to get to the top."

"Peiying, why are you wasting time talking to her?" A man from the second row squeezed to the front. It was Fang Yinting. He wore glasses, was thin and pale, but his eyes were still cold. He said to Song Yixuan, "Today, we are here to seek justice for Teacher Wei."

Song Yixuan unclenched his fist, looked up at them, and asked, "How do you want to ask for it?"

Dong Peiying squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth, "One life for another."

Wei Yilin is a hundred times stronger than her. If her death can save Wei Yilin's life, then Song Yixuan is willing to die.

Song Yixuan nodded, his eyes red, and said, "Okay!"

She was willing to bear this belated punishment.

A young detective hurried to the third floor without even knocking on the door. "Oh no, Chief, oh no, Director Dong and Director Fang are leading people to beat up Section Chief Song in the training grounds."

The word "gang up on" is very well used and very appropriate.

"What?" Hai Jing hurried to the training ground. He roughly guessed what the reason was, but he didn't expect that Dong Peiying and his men would actually dare to take action openly.

On the training ground, Song Yixuan got up from the ground and continued to fight with Zhou Xiao without saying a word. She did not fight back. She just raised her arms to defend herself, and then was kicked in the waist and fell to the ground.

Zhou Xiao was the young man who had just reported to the Haijing office. He was under 30 and the youngest of the dozen people. He was young and full of energy, and didn't care whether beating a woman would hurt his reputation or not.

What's more, he beat the woman who deserved to be beaten.

"After following the teacher for so many years, is this all you have learned?" Zhou Xiao scolded angrily, "Song Yixuan, you are not worthy of being your master's apprentice."

"Whether I deserve it or not, I've accepted it." Song Yixian stood up, curled the corners of his mouth, and said sarcastically: "You only have this little ability, you can't even kill me."

Her arms were bruised and her hair was messy.

Two of the bystanders were angered and joined the team beating Song Yizhen.

Zhou Xiao raised his fist and quietly retreated. He knew that Song Yixuan was also feeling bad.

Jiang Cun said: "Don't think that if you don't fight back and get beaten, all these grudges can be wiped out."

Ye Zhang said: "It's done, do you think no one will remember?"

Song Yixuan stopped dodging as the two of them kicked her at the same time. Her forehead tightened and she knelt straight on the ground. The pain in her waist quickly spread throughout her body.

Is that all the pain?

Not even one tenth of the pain in her heart.

"Stop!" Hai Jing shouted from a distance of more than 100 meters, angrily accusing: "Jiang Cun, Ye Zhang, you dare to attack your own people. Don't you respect me as the director? Then you can just be the director."

Ye Zhang was not convinced, lowered his head and whispered: "Who is she one of us?"

"Say it again?" Hai Jing turned around and told the other officers, "Go to the infirmary and call someone over."

"Yes."

Song Yixuan slowly stood up and said calmly: "No need." She lowered her eyes, straightened up with difficulty, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and was about to leave while shaking her body.

“You’re like this…” Hai Jing’s face was filled with even more worry.

Song Yizhen sneered, his eyes wandering on the ground, "Isn't it what they want to die on the way?"

She swallowed and tasted blood.