Now that things have developed to this point, I was already 100% mentally prepared.
More accurately, I was disappointed in the Secret Service!
In the past, although the pace of work was tight and the salary wasn't much, I was very happy. I was constantly working for my own ideals, constantly trying to create glory for the Secret Service and bring glory to China.
To a certain extent, I did it.
I didn't have any regrets towards the country, the party, or the Secret Service.
Instead, it was the Secret Service that let me down, let me down as a loyal party member and security officer.
But just as I picked up the pen and wrote the words' transfer report ', my hands trembled and tears streamed down my cheeks.
I couldn't control my feelings and grievances at this moment!
But I had already made up my mind and I had no way out.
Today's meeting was a form of torture for someone like me who abhors evil. A great torture!
It was an extreme humiliation!
I didn't know what kind of pain I was in, but I actually found a military uniform in the wardrobe, pinned the Major insignia, and put it on.
I even put on a hat!
I put on the 87 military officer's leather shoes that were given to me when I was first assigned to the bureau and the 87 military officer's belt was tied around my waist.
I put on all my clothes, including my underwear and socks, that were given to me by the military.
I wasn't crazy, and I wasn't making a fool of myself. I was reminiscing about the military for the last time, reminiscing about the fiery military camp, and making a final nostalgia for this second home.
Just like this, I started to write the transfer report word by word in the military uniform.
Every word was heartbreaking, and every sentence was filled with sadness.
No matter how smooth the pen was, it couldn't express the anger in my heart.
It wasn't that I wanted to abandon the military and the Secret Service, it was the Secret Service that wanted to abandon me.
I didn't have the courage to live in a world where black and white couldn't be distinguished …
As I wrote, I started to cry.
Tears washed away the regret and anger in my heart, trying to turn it all into memories.
But these memories couldn't be good no matter what.
When You Meng pushed open the door and came in, the tears on my face still hadn't dried. She sat directly next to me and looked at me in surprise.
You Meng asked anxiously, "Zhao Long, what are you doing?
What are you going to do in your military uniform? "
I ignored her concern and wiped my tears of sadness with one hand before I continued to draft my transfer report.
You Meng noticed the tears in my eyes and grabbed one of my arms. She was stunned when she saw the 'transfer report' I was writing.
She shook my arm and raised her voice, "Zhao Long, are you crazy? Are you crazy?"
I put down the pen in my hand and replied indifferently, "I'm not crazy.
I want to change jobs. "
You Meng reached out and put my pen and paper to the side, and said to me: "Zhao Long, can you take it easy?
You're punishing yourself by doing this!
Can't you be a little stronger? Can't you take such a small setback? "
I smiled bitterly. "It's not that I can't bear it, it's just that I can't stand it.
I don't want to live in this kind of environment filled with deceit. "
You Meng said anxiously, "But have you thought about it? There are even more bad practices in society. It's not just deceit, there's also violence and power … When you enter society, you have to start from scratch.
Is it easy for you to get to where you are now?
You just got the rank of major and it's the best stage of your career. We'll be able to get a house soon.
But at this time … "
I stood up from the chair and asked angrily, "You Meng, did I, Zhao Long, become a soldier just for a house?"
That one sentence made You Meng freeze.
I don't know if she was speechless or thinking about something else.
I didn't think You Meng would hold my hand and beg me. She begged me sincerely and emotionally, begged me to stay, begged me not to change jobs.
But I've already made up my mind.
You Meng won't be able to stop me.
You Meng's eyes also started to moisten. She said to me while sobbing, "Zhao Long, if you change jobs, what will happen to me?
What will happen to our love?
Do you really have the heart to leave me alone in the Secret Service? "
You Meng was rarely this clingy, or even begging others.
I said, "Career and love are two different things. You're in the Secret Service and I'm going into society. When I have some achievements, I'll …" I couldn't finish the sentence.
You Meng frowned and asked, "You'll what?
You won't want me anymore? "
I smiled and stroked her hair. I said emotionally, "Silly girl, what are you thinking.
I mean, when I have enough capital, I'll — — marry you. "
You Meng's face bloomed with shyness and happiness.
But she still tried to stop me from changing jobs. She urged me to calm down.
But in reality, I was already calm enough.
This was a decision I made after careful consideration.
Therefore, even under You Meng's persuasion, I still insisted on my position and finished writing the transfer report …
… …
The next morning, I prepared to submit the transfer report to my superiors. According to the approval process, I can leave the Secret Service in a month if there are no special circumstances.
Although I was reluctant to leave the military uniform and my strength, I didn't have the courage to stay after facing the continuous lies and absurdities.
I held the transfer report in my hand and got into an Audi 8 with complicated feelings. I prepared to drive to the Secret Service.
You Meng heard the news and rushed over. She stood outside the car and kept gesturing to me, begging me to get out.
She anxiously slapped the car window. Her face was filled with strange emotions.
Although I didn't want to hurt You Meng, I had already made up my mind. There was no turning back.
At this time, a dozen or so people rushed out from various rooms and blocked my car.
These people were all staff of the Secret Service. They included the guards, Staff Officer Liu and Staff Officer Huang, the drivers, chefs, doctors, civil servants, etc.
I started the car, but I couldn't move. I was angry. I got out of the car and shouted at them: "Can't you let me go?
What do you want? "
Staff Officer Huang took a step forward and advised: "Secretary Zhao, you can't change jobs. You can't. You're on the rise in the Secret Service and you're about to be assigned a house. Why do you have to change jobs …"
The others also tried to persuade me. It was obvious that they were reluctant to part with me.
I glanced at Yu Meng beside me, she was looking at me with a pair of eyes filled with killing intent.
Of course I knew. She was the one who spread the news about me writing the transfer report. She was also the one who organized the interception team today.
Seeing that she couldn't persuade me, she wanted to use the power of the crowd to change my mind.
She had good intentions, but I couldn't change my mind.
I said to the people in front of the car: "Okay, okay, stop messing around, okay?
What if the leader sees you like this? "
The doctor said: "It's better if the leader sees you. Let's see if he can persuade you!"
I frowned and raised my voice: "Go back!
Hurry! "
But what I got was a negative reply: "If you go back first, we will go back. If you don't go back, we will stay here!
Secretary Zhao, you have to calm down. You can't be impulsive … "
I didn't know what to do and felt a little depressed.
If the higher-ups found out about this, they would definitely hold me accountable.
Especially if the leader saw it, the impact would be even worse.
Although this seemed to be a very common group activity, it was absolutely not allowed.
Although I had decided to change jobs, I couldn't cause trouble for the Secret Service at the last moment.
I saw a small smile appear on You Meng's face. Although it was a faint smile, I could see it clearly.
In order not to affect the leader, I decided to leave for the time being and think about it later.
I sighed and was about to head back when I saw a black Cadillac drive straight into the driveway.
This car belonged to Director Qi!
It was indeed Director Qi. The car stopped, and Director Qi quickly got out. Seeing that the courtyard was full of people, he frowned and asked, "What's going on? What are you doing in the courtyard?"
Seeing Director Qi, everyone's face became tense, and no one was willing to take the initiative to answer his question.
Before this, Director Qi had a high prestige in everyone's mind. But today, it was different. Everyone looked at Director Qi with strange eyes, and no one even took the initiative to greet him.
You Meng took the initiative to break the deadlock and said to Director Qi: "It's all because of you!
Director Qi, it's all because of you! "
The sarcasm in her words was especially strong.
Director Qi looked around in confusion and asked, "Because of me?
What's going on? "
You Meng said, "Director Qi, I want to talk to you.
Just the two of us. "
Director Qi's expression changed, but he refused, "No, no, no need.
I'm here to talk to Zhao Long about something. You can go back first. "Then, Director Qi looked at me and said," Zhao Long, get in the car with me. Let's talk about something! "
In the past, Director Qi always took the initiative to talk to You Meng, but now, when You Meng took the initiative to talk to him, he refused.
Was it because he had done too many bad things, and he didn't dare to face You Meng?
Did he ever consider the consequences when he did all this?
I said to Director Qi sarcastically, "Director Qi, if you have something to say, just say it. There's no need to get in the car. Let's go to the Peony Garden and sit down."
The Peony Garden was located behind the Chief's office. It was filled with all kinds of peonies, and it was surrounded by a circle of gingko trees.
There was a pavilion in the middle of the garden. I wanted to sit down and talk to Director Qi. It could be considered my last plea to the Senior Director.
Of course, I wouldn't add insult to injury. Since the situation had reached this point, I wouldn't try to drag Director Qi down with me. That wasn't realistic, and it wasn't Zhao Long's style.
Director Qi hesitated for a moment, then agreed.
The staff of the Chief's office left.
Only You Meng was left. She looked at me worriedly as if she was afraid that my conversation with Director Qi would cause some trouble.
I went forward to persuade You Meng, and You Meng finally left the courtyard anxiously.
Then, I walked side by side with Director Qi to the Peony Garden behind the building.
The fragrance of the flowers assailed my nostrils, and a gentle breeze blew. We sat down in the pavilion. Director Qi handed me a special soft pack of Chunghwa and took out a lighter to light it for me.