Returning from the 900th floor

Section 13 Conditions

In fact, Wang Min has thought about countless scenarios of meeting the old man again.

This is probably his biggest thought after reincarnation.

The regrets of the previous life cannot be repeated now.

Thinking of this, Wang Wen rubbed his eyes and showed a big smile to the old man on the chair.

The dean of the college introduced at the side: President Gu, this is Wang Wen, a student from our Department of Science Decryption. He usually has stable grades, is friendly, and has a harmonious relationship with his classmates.

His words were interrupted by the old man raising his hand.

The old man looked at Wang Wen carefully, and suddenly asked curiously: Have we known each other before?

Pictures of the past flashed through Wang Min's mind, and she shook her head hard.

Even in the last life, the two parties must have known each other a few years later. Naturally, they have never met during this period of college.

That's strange. The old man said with a strange face: There is a special emotion in your eyes. This is not something that people who meet for the first time will see. I am old-sighted and believe that I will not see it wrong. Let me tell you. Look, this bad old man, what's more attractive than the boy group leader, so that you can't bear to look away from him since you walked in?

Tong Xiaolei on the side had no expression on her face, only the roots of her ears were slightly red. The old man didn't tell her that she hadn't noticed yet. Once he said it, she also felt that Wang Min's performance was somewhat different from yesterday afternoon.

However, she classified this phenomenon as a normal reaction for ordinary people to see the head of the Intelligence Department of the First Consortium.

Similarly, Wang Wen's answer also confirmed her speculation.

Hearing the old man's question, Wang Min pursed his lips, took a short breath, and said with a smile: I am flattered to be able to see the Chief of the Intelligence Department of the First Consortium with my own eyes, and I can't help myself.

That's a nice thing to say. The old man pretended to be displeased and opened the topic: A person with intelligence within the 100th level dares to ask our intelligence department for one million. He has a big appetite.

Wang Wen was very familiar with the old man's expression.

Whether he was really angry or fake, after so many years of quarreling, he could tell by looking at the corner of the old man's eyes.

At this moment, in this place, seeing the expression that he had missed for more than seven hundred days and nights again, even if it was just a habit that the other party showed unintentionally, made Wang Wei almost unable to control his emotions.

Dean's room.

Everyone noticed that the scene suddenly became quiet.

After the old man finished speaking, it was Wang Min's turn.

Unexpectedly, he seemed to have forgotten to make a sound.

He just stood there, giggling and his eyes red.

This phenomenon caught the old man who had experienced many battles off guard.

After listening to the report from his subordinates, I found that the young man in front of me was supposed to be a bold and careful powerful character. I wanted to try him out to see if he was worthy of dealing with the Intelligence Department.

In the end, he only said a harsh word, so how could he be told that he was crying?

The old man was confused, but Tong Xiaolei woke up.

She had long guessed that the information provided by the other party was obtained by sacrificing the lives of his close relatives.

Now it must be because of financial difficulties that it is reluctant to sell it.

Changchang Wuxin's words may have touched the other person's sadness!

The more Tong Xiaolei thought about it, the more certain she became. Then she looked up and saw that Wang Min was so sad that her heart was broken, but she still forced a smile just to be polite.

She lowered her head and said softly to the old man: Sir, according to the analysis of my subordinates, this information should be very precious to him. It may even be obtained by the life of a close relative, so he was not even willing to tower when we tested the information. Enter.

The old man Shen Ning said: You mean, he is not a tower climber?

Tong Xiaolei nodded: It's very clear that he has never entered the World Tower.

The subordinate's voice was heard every word, and all the wrinkles on the old man's face relaxed, and he made a movement that shocked the people around him.

I saw him waving to Wang Wen and saying kindly: Child, come here.

People around were shocked.

Wang Wen was also shocked.

'What happened? ’

‘Why would the head of the Ministry of Intelligence show such obvious kindness to an ordinary stranger like me? ’

‘Is it a trap or has my identity been exposed? ’

'No! impossible! No one will know about reincarnation! ’

‘Then what’s going on? ’

Wang Min moved her feet little by little towards the old man, analyzing everything in her head.

Based on his understanding of the old man in his previous life, apart from his own people, he could use countless ruthless methods to treat his enemies.

If this is a ploy.

What's that picture?

Intelligence?

Before Wang Wen could figure it out.

The old man had taken his hand.

While looking at him kindly, he patted the back of his hand and comforted softly: I'm sorry for you.

Listening to these words that penetrated directly into his heart, and looking at the old man's face so close to him, Wang Min finally broke through.

His whole body was shaking, and big tears fell from his face.

With trembling lips, he used all his rationality to suppress the words that almost burst out of his throat, Old antique, I miss you so much.

Wang Min's true feelings confirmed Tong Xiaolei's analysis in the old man's heart.

Everyone can act, but this kind of unforgettable emotion from the inside out cannot be performed by acting.

He has been doing intelligence work for decades, and if something is fake, it will never escape his eyes.

Confirmed this.

The old man's eyes towards Wang Min became more and more kind. In his eyes, Wang Min's experience was the same as his, and his relatives all died in the World Tower.

They are all poor people in this broken world.

In this case, many things are easier to talk about.

The old man patted Wang Wen's hand again and said kindly: Don't worry, kid, I'll pay you every penny for the information. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can contact us.

Wang Wen looked at the old man's face, took a deep breath, wiped his face and shook his head with a smile: I said, it's free if the chief comes in person, and you don't need to pay me the balance. I spent some of the deposit, and I can go around. It’s too troublesome, let’s do this, I’ll send you an extra piece of information to offset the deposit.”

The old man was slightly startled: Do you have any other information?

Wang Min nodded, reluctantly withdrew his hand from the old man's hand, turned around and asked the dean for instructions, and wrote a few lines with the pen and paper on the table.

He tore off the paper and handed it to the old man.

The old man took the paper and squinted at it from a distance.

The more he looked, the more solemn his face became.

After several times, he raised his hand and handed the paper to the subordinate behind him.

Tong Xiaolei, Luoshan and others all leaned over to watch together.

The more they looked, the more solemn the faces of the group of people became.

With a wink from Tong Xiaolei, several members of the team quickly walked to the table, took away the paper and pen that Wang Wen had just used, and carefully scanned the table several times with some kind of instrument.

I didn't even say hello to the dean.

Of course, the dean didn't seem to have any objections.

The old man was silent for a while, then raised his head and said to Wang Wei: The value of your information is far more than the deposit.

Wang Min nodded: Yes, I have conditions.

The old man frowned, showing his original expression, and leaned back on the chair with a half-smile: Wait for me here, okay, tell me your conditions.

Wang Wen looked at a group of people from the Intelligence Department around him and said word by word: My condition is that the Intelligence Department allows me to see Mr. Gu at least once a week to talk and stay for a day and a half. Any official matters that need to be reported during this period will be piled up first. Unless there is something particularly urgent, I can’t have too many people disturbing me.”

Every one present counts as one.

Collective petrification.

Each mouth opened wider than the other.

Wang Min shrugged: The information has been given to you completely. If you don't agree to cheating, then there is nothing I can do.