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Chapter 1992: 1985: Don’t Give Up on Me

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Chapter 1992: Chapter 1985: Don’t Give Up on Me

“Have you thought about the consequence if she didn’t die? Do you think she and her husband will just let you off easily?” Cang Lang had already foreseen the trouble in the future.

“No, she won’t recognize me, I’ve covered myself up completely! Even if she does recognize me, there’s no evidence to accuse me!” Hong Mei said confidently.

“Foolish!” Cang Lang was never satisfied with the way Hong Mei handled things, “You’re no longer needed in this matter, withdraw from here immediately! I have the next step planned, a more perfect one…”

“No! Please! Cang Lang, I can’t leave! I beg you! Don’t give up on me, I want to prove myself, I need to make amends!” Hong Mei pleaded.

Once trust is lost in the organization, heavy responsibilities will no longer be assigned to her.

She would be gradually exiled, ultimately having to leave the organization.

She could still work as an intelligence officer, but the risks of gathering information alone are too great, she needs the organization!

“Then hold your ground firmly within the troops, use all your skills, climb as high as you can!” Cang Lang said in a low voice.

“Yes!”

Hong Mei quickly agreed.

“This is your last chance! If you screw up again, don’t come to see me!”

“Yes!”

Hong Mei left, while Hou Zicheng stood there in shock for a long time, unable to recover.

It was always said that this young leader dealt with matters ruthlessly.

A person is only given three chances to make mistakes, and after those three chances, if they are still continuously making errors, he would decisively give up on them.

Hou Zicheng didn’t believe it before, but now he started to believe it a bit.

“Boss, if Hong Mei makes another mistake, will you really fire her?”

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“What do you think?” Cang Lang looked at him.

“Probably will! But, isn’t Blood Rose the best intelligence officer in our organization?” Despite always having doubts, Hou Zicheng asked, “If she gets fired, wouldn’t we have trained her in vain…”

“She’s not the best.” Cang Lang rolled his eyes, speaking dismissively to Hou Zicheng, “But she’s far more competent than you!”

“I…” Hou Zicheng was choked, after a long pause, he managed to say, “Actually, I’m not that bad either!”

“I’m a bit doubtful.” Cang Lang looked at him seriously and said, “Your code name shouldn’t be ‘Cunning Fox’, it should be ‘Stupid Fox’.”

Hou Zicheng was choked again.

“My energy is limited. I have more intelligence officers elsewhere, you guys should give me some peace!” Cang Lang said disdainfully, and then stood up.

“Boss, it’s so late, where are you going?” Hou Zicheng asked.

“Out for a walk.” Cang Lang left after saying this.

…………………

Military District General Hospital.

In the silent corridor, Qin Jian had been standing there for who knows how long, his legs had gone numb and lost feeling.

It felt like a century had passed, and finally, the operating room light went off.

The door opened, and the chief surgeon came out.

A finally expression surfaced on Qin Jian’s ashen face, he shifted his legs, staggered, and almost fell.

“Doctor, how is she? How is my wife?”

He asked urgently.

“There was some severe brain damage. So, although the surgery was successful, it will take some time for her to wake up.” The doctor said regretfully to Qin Jian.

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