Chapter 46

Fexue drove the car seriously, staring straight ahead, seeing and hearing nothing. Zhao Hui stuck his head out, glanced, and chuckled, "Fu Dachang, it seems not only are your guts big, but your balls are too."

After saying that, he closed the car window, too lazy to respond.

Fu Dachang was now regretting it so much that he could have kicked himself: "You bastard, I'll beat you to death." He raised his hand high but couldn't bring himself to hit down; these two were his precious daughters.

Regardless of status, when it came to love for their children, humans were all the same. Sikong Yi doted on his two daughters, and Fu Dachang's love for his daughters was no less, but due to their different statuses and perspectives, their methods of educating their daughters were vastly different.

Sikong Yi had laid a solid foundation for his two daughters, while Fu Dachang let his daughters do whatever they wanted, spoiling them to the extreme.

Under Fexue's control, the Roaring Bear slowly accelerated. The Blood Goose became a slow goose, moving even slower than a Roaring Turtle, quickly disappearing from sight.

"Brother Zhao, who was that?" Du Qian asked. Anyone who could afford a Blood Goose must be very wealthy.

"Fu Dachang, originally named Fu Dachang, the boss of Dachang Trading Company," Zhao Hui smiled and said. Fu Dachang was not as simple as he appeared on the surface. He had been a long-time rival of the Flying Tiger Team, yet he had managed to live a comfortable life for so many years, which showed his capabilities.

"Dachang Trading Company, I know it," Du Qian replied. It was impossible not to know it. Among the three major trading companies, Dachang Trading Company was the strongest local company. For the boss of Dachang, a Blood Goose was indeed nothing special.

"Besides being the boss of Dachang Trading Company, he is also the head of the Hidden Tiger Society," Zhao Hui continued.

"Ah... Hidden Tiger Society..." Du Qian's eyes widened. This name was even more intimidating than Dachang Trading Company.

What was the Hidden Tiger Society? Fifteen years ago, in one night, they wiped out the Dragon Hidden Gang and became the underground rulers of Pingchuan City, the mortal enemies of the Flying Tiger Team.

Ordinary people had their own channels of information, which were rumors. The accuracy of these rumors was hard to say, but they sounded plausible.

It was said that the Flying Tiger Team had been trying to strike against the Hidden Tiger Society for years, not because of the 'tiger' in their names. Before the Hidden Tiger Society, the Dragon Hidden Gang was the leader of the underground forces in Pingchuan, and the Dragon Hidden Gang was always under the control of the Flying Tiger Team.

It might sound unbelievable, but it was the truth. Gangs could not be eradicated in any country; at most, they would change their names. For example, in the Zhenhai Alliance, they were called bandits, mobile as bandits, and settled as bandits. Whether bandits or bandits, they all hid among the people, making it hard to distinguish them.

In fact, no matter what name you gave them, gangs were still gangs. They operated on the fringes of the law, often crossing the line, and used illegal means to amass great wealth.

A great philosopher once said: "Black accumulates wealth through illegality, red plunders the world through legality; in essence, there is no difference."

What is black? It refers to gangs and bandits.

What is red? It refers to the authorities, who legally collect taxes.

This statement contained a vast amount of information. When later generations studied it, the books they wrote could fill several rooms.

"Fu Dachang is very slippery; it's hard to catch him," Zhao Hui added.

Under Fexue's control, the Roaring Bear quickly drove into the Flying Tiger Team headquarters. Leaving Du Qian in the waiting room, Fexue and Zhao Hui walked into a room and had a conversation. Half an hour later, Du Qian was called into Fexue's office.

"Sit," Fexue said solemnly. This was a formal conversation, so it couldn't be as casual as in the car.

"Yes."

"This year's War Orphan School has produced many talents, including martial cultivators like Yao Jing with outstanding combat skills, and brave and intelligent patrol officers like Du Qian. After review by the City Lord's Office and the Flying Tiger Team, we hereby issue a transfer order."

Without formal training, Du Qian still knew what to do, standing up excitedly, standing at attention, and giving a clumsy salute.

Fexue grinned, "To hell with it, we're the Flying Tiger Team, not the city guard or the field army. What kind of military salute is this? Clearly learned from movies and TV."

"Transfer Du Qian, an excellent patrol officer from the Pingchuan Treasure Division, to the Flying Tiger Team's Information and Data Department as the head of the department."

"Head of the department?" Du Qian's eyes were full of confusion. What level was this head of the department? It must be an official position, so he was an official now?

"Here, this is your appointment letter." Saying this, he casually threw a transfer order with six or seven red stamps to Du Qian.

"Um... Captain Fexue..."

Coughing lightly twice, "I'm busy, you can go out first. If you have any questions, ask Zhao Hui; he's free today."

"Yes." Du Qian quickly responded and left the room. After all, the captain of the Flying Tiger Team had more important things to do, and this should be handled by the logistics and personnel department.

Although the Flying Tiger Team had far fewer members than the division, even fewer than the patrol division, it still had all the necessary departments, no matter how small.

Zhao Hui waited outside the door. Seeing Du Qian come out, he smiled warmly. He always seemed so gentle, leaving a very good impression on Du Qian.

"Brother Zhao, I don't know anything about this."

Zhao Hui stepped forward and patted his shoulder lightly, "Don't worry, I'll teach you. It's simple. Follow me to your office. The conditions are a bit poor, but since you came in a hurry, we can only make do for now. We'll improve it later."

Poor conditions? Seeing the office, Du Qian was almost moved to tears. A room over 200 square meters, and this was considered poor?

But it was a bit strange. In such a large office, there was only one set of desk and chair, a differential machine, and two phones on the desk. In the corner was a bookshelf, empty, and another corner had a water dispenser.

That was it. In such a large office, there was so little, making it look empty, enough to be used as a training room.

"You'll work here for now. If you need anything, go to the logistics department."

Saying this, he walked to the desk and opened a drawer, "The seal of the Information and Data Department is here. There are financial and official seals. For now, there are only these two; the others are not needed."

The others might not be needed, but these two were also not needed, just for show. Who would care?

Information and Data Department? Pfft, anyone familiar with the Flying Tiger Team knew that the Information Department was a crucial part of the team, but there was no such thing as an Information and Data Department.

This department was established just six hours ago, when the Flying Tiger Team received the notification to take in Du Qian. After a half-hour discussion, the Information and Data Department was formed.

This department had only one person: the head, deputy head, group leader...

Well, if there were so many positions, all of them would be held by Du Qian.

As for whether to use Du Qian, that would be decided later. A graduate with less than 6,000 combat power shouldn't even be in the Flying Tiger Team. Even if he wanted to work, what could he do?

The Flying Tiger Team was a violent organization. They did have information, communication, and logistics departments, but these were not the main focus. Even as auxiliary departments, the requirements were high, not something Du Qian could handle.

Indeed, it was about raising pigs.

"Brother Zhao..." Du Qian was excited.

"Brother Du, you know, the benefits in the Flying Tiger Team are much higher than those of ordinary patrol officers. As the head of the department, your monthly salary is set at 120 yuan. After all, you're in logistics, so it can't be too high. When you have time, go and collect a month's salary. In the Flying Tiger Team, we advance salaries upon joining, which is like a relocation fee."

Ah... 120 yuan a month, more than one and a half times his previous salary, even with bonuses, it was still more than double. And there was the advance salary. So Yao Jing had money.

"Brother Zhao..."

"All the benefits you should have, you will have. Here are the car keys. It's not a great car, just a regular Mountain Tiger, but it will do." Saying this, he handed the car keys to Du Qian.

Ah... A car too? Yao Jing had a car, but she was a combatant with 220,000 combat power...

"Brother Zhao..."

"Your living place, we know, is in the Treasure District, far from the team. Even with a car, it's not convenient. We've arranged a room for you outside the headquarters. It's a bit small, less than 100 square meters, a two-bedroom apartment. Brother Du is still single, so it should be enough for now. We'll change it later. Here are the room keys and the address." Another set of keys was handed to Du Qian.

"Alright, get familiar with your surroundings. I'm busy. Your identity card information has been updated." Saying this, Zhao Hui smiled and walked out of the room.

Du Qian was in a daze, looking at the office and the keys in his hand, almost drooling.

200 square meters office, 120 yuan a month, a car, and a house. This was life.

"Hmm? Something seems off." Du Qian rubbed his chin, feeling something was missing.

Right, work. Brother Zhao didn't mention work. As soon as he opened his mouth, Zhao Hui started talking. The benefits were so good that Du Qian was even envious of himself, but what about the work? What was he supposed to do in the Flying Tiger Team?

Running to the door, he saw Zhao Hui was already gone. His movements were so fast.

Du Qian stopped, not rushing out to chase him. He returned to the desk, opened the drawer, and stared at the two seals, as if he could see flowers in them.

Du Qian was a rookie, but not stupid. The official seals, especially the financial seal, were extremely important in any organization, but here, the drawer wasn't even locked...

Oh! Not locked, the drawer didn't even have a lock. Was this reasonable?

Leaning back, he crossed his hands behind his head and thought for a moment, roughly understanding.

This was a leisurely position, essentially giving him money and status for nothing. Sikong Kai was too generous. If he needed anything in the future, he would support him.

Well, there probably wouldn't be anything, and if there were, it wouldn't be something Du Qian could handle.