After completing the task so smoothly, Zhao Wuji regretted that he had applied for a job as a waiter.
If he just came to consume, he would be done with it.
However, Zhao Wuji was an optimistic person and found comfort easily.
It would be nice to experience the life of a waiter. .
Zhao Wuji, who was thinking about a way to escape, suddenly heard the crisp sound of glass breaking.
It was another waiter who was squeezed by customers and accidentally broke the wine bottle.
Seeing such a scene, Zhao Wuji had an idea and came up with what he thought was a good idea.
The next moment, when the people at the bar urged Zao Wou-ki to bring him drinks, Zao Wu-ki complained that he was too tired and needed to take a break.
Everyone knew that Zao Wou-ki came to experience life.
Unlike himself, he didn’t need any salary at all, so he didn’t say much. , let others send it over.
Zhao Wuji rested for a while, and seeing that no one was blaming him, he knew that this move might not work, so he pretended to be tired, picked up the drink and sent it over, targeting a private room.
The drinks were delivered to the door of the private room, and according to the rules, the service staff inside took them in.
The moment he opened the door, Zao Wuji saw a familiar scarred face.
Wasn't this the person who was injured by him in the robbery?
At this time, the charming head waiter walked out from inside, with a rosy face.
He had obviously drunk a lot of wine, and his clothes were a little messy.
When he saw Zhao Wuji, he reached out to take the drink, intending to send it in personally.
It was a good opportunity.
The moment Zhao Wuji released the opponent's hand, he loosened his hands and with a snap, all the wine fell to the ground and spilled all over the floor.
The foreman was stunned, looked at Zhao Wuji in surprise, and suddenly yelled like a tigress: "What's the matter with you?
You can't even hold a drink while you're working.
What's the use of you?
Get out of here and give it to me as soon as possible."
Get out of here, I won’t get in the way.”
Zhao Wuji turned around and left as if he had been granted amnesty.
He walked out of the bar door, breathed a sigh of relief, hailed a taxi and left.
Thinking that tonight's harvest might be very important, Zhao Wuji dialed Tang Zhi's phone number again.
He simply said that he was in the taxi and had an important interview, and hung up after Tang Zhi gave him an address.
According to Tang Zhi's explanation, Zhao Wuji got out of the car after sitting for a while, got into another taxi, and after confirming that there was no tracking, he changed into another taxi and went straight to his destination.
Counter-reconnaissance is a science.
Unfortunately, Zhao Wuji has not received any education in this area.
He only taught himself some based on the agent manual provided by Zhang Peng.
He has been busy with various things these days and has not had time to learn it thoroughly.
The meeting place was in a high-end business office building.
There were some people walking casually outside the office building.
From these people, Zhao Wuji smelled the aura of soldiers and guessed that they were the people who were guarding Tang Zhi.
He didn't care.
Someone was there.
They came up to verify their identity and were released.
Under the arrangement of relevant people, Zhao Wuji took a special elevator to the top-floor office.
He saw Tang Zhi, who was making tea to nourish himself.
He couldn't help but said angrily: "I told you, you really know how to enjoy life."
Saying that, no He politely grabbed the teacup and drank.
Tang Zhi didn't care.
He washed a tea cup and said, "Why do you always bother me in the middle of the night?"
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Zao Wuji was too lazy to argue with Tang Zhi, so he briefly explained what had just happened, handed the recorder to Tang Zhi, and said, "Okay, I'm leaving.
Notify me of any news."
"Wait a minute," Tang Zhi said, "Long time no see.
Let's have a cup of tea.
We'll arrange for a translation immediately.
It won't take long.
Anyway, you won't be able to sleep thinking about this when you go back."
It really makes sense, Zhao Wuji sat back again, Tang Zhi dialed an internal phone number, and soon a heroic and beautiful soldier walked in with a cold face, took the recorder and left, Tang Zhi smiled and said to Zhao Wuji said: "If there are any difficulties recently, the organization will never shirk the blame."
"There is no difficulty for the moment," Zhao Wuji stretched himself.
Although it was a bit rude, Zhao Wuji didn't care, especially in front of Tang Zhi.
After chatting for a while, the cold-faced and beautiful female soldier just walked in, handed Tang Zhi a few pages of printed information and a tape recorder, and went out without even looking at Zhao Wuji.
Zhao Wuji didn't care.
After Tang Zhi finished reading, he took it over and took a look.
He couldn't help but be shocked, "Why is this happening?"
It turns out that these materials are the translations of the recordings, and the translators are very trustworthy.
Even the ambiguities or mispronunciations caused by Zao Wuji's retelling of the other party's words are marked in parentheses, and instructions for possible correct pronunciation are noted.
It looks like it was done by absolutely professional people.
After struggling all night, the contents showed that the people from the Karate Club had entrusted the Sakura Bar to purchase a batch of drinks from neighboring countries.
This was such an oolong that it had no real effect.
Feeling that his face had been disgraced, Zhao Wuji couldn't sit still anymore, so he picked up the tape recorder and left.
Although Tang Zhi didn't mean to blame him at all, Zhao Wuji was a man with strong self-esteem and could not tolerate such a big mistake.
It was so shameless.
The first time he made something, it turned out to be useless.
When he returned home depressed, Zhao Wuji began to reflect.
After in-depth analysis and review, Zao Wu-Ki found that he had made four major mistakes.
First, he was too self-righteous.
He took the people in karate as his targets for granted, and thought he had evidence by recording some audio.
It was childish and ridiculous.
The second is being too careless.
Last time I overheard the other party talking about tomorrow night, availability, and Sakura Hotel, I took it as a matter of course and took it as one thing.
I never thought that there might be several things involved.
What a carelessness.
The third one was too anxious.
There was no progress for a month, so I couldn't help but want to complete the task as soon as possible.
I completely forgot that eight elite agents had already sacrificed in this matter.
The opponent's ability and power should not be underestimated.
How could he expose himself so easily?
In addition, Things tonight are also a sign of being too hasty.
I should have thought that the information might be of little value, so I should leave the Sakura Hotel slowly.
It's fine now, and I can't go even if I want to.
What's more important is that I don't have enough ability.
The most important thing is that I can fully understand the other party's conversation, so I won't make the mistake I made today.
I still lack experience.
If there is no gain, it is good to have lessons from failure.
Didn’t the sage say that failure is success?
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Winter is coming, can spring be far behind?
Failure is coming, can success be far behind?
Thinking about it again, Luo Yuanshan still felt that something was fishy.
Zhao Wuji, who had always been confident in his intuition, made up his mind to continue to explore the enemy camp at night.
He had no understanding of the enemy and would only make himself passive forever.
In addition, you need to study professional things more intensively.
You can spend less time on martial arts for the time being.
Japanese language and the agent manual are compulsory, and you need to be familiar with and master them as soon as possible, as well as computers.
Life is about constant learning.
It seems that there is still a lot to learn in the future.
For the next three consecutive days, Zao Wou-Ki attended classes during the day and lurked in the karate club at night to eavesdrop and record.
After returning home, he slowly played the translation.
When he encountered something he was unfamiliar with, he turned to the dictionary.
There was no progress in the task, but his Japanese language skills were excellent.
A lot of progress.
Another week later, Zao Wou-Ki was able to understand basic conversations about life and work methods, and his reading ability was better, which was a blessing in disguise.
On the second day off, Zhang Peng called and told Zhao Wuji that people from neighboring countries in the west had entered the capital and disappeared overnight.
They were probably lurking in the dark, so be careful when going out.
Zhao Wuji was furious.
He had lost face after what happened last time, and he had murderous intentions.
He had not calmed down for several days.
If he really wanted to meet those people, Zhao Wuji knew that he would not be able to retain them.
However, Zhao Wuji still asked Zhang Peng to get a gun.
Zhang Peng also felt that it would be more appropriate for Zhao Wuji to have a gun with him, so he applied for a silent pistol and a large amount of bullets, so that Zhao Wuji could practice shooting at home by shooting mosquitoes.
If your marksmanship fails, then the gain outweighs the loss. , three hours after making the call, someone sent an express package.
Zhao Wuji received the package, opened the box and saw that it was a small pistol with a silencer and several packs of bullets.
Such a murder weapon could not be delivered by express delivery. , only Zhang Peng dared to do this.
The method of penetrating into the enemy's interior was no longer feasible, nor was it possible to obtain intelligence through detours.
Could it be that he was about to attack head-on?
Zhao Wuji recalled his past hunting strategies, when the prey suddenly disappeared in the forest in front of him.
He could not find it, but the prey must be captured.
Hit, otherwise everyone will starve to death, what should we do?
Elites, yes, elites, Zhao Wuji suddenly thought of an important piece of information.
The targets of these people are all the elites of the school.
If he becomes an elite, then the other party will notice him.
Instead of searching for the other party all over the world, he will be unable to do anything. , it is better to make achievements and let the other party come to you.
Maybe there will be a solution by then.
With his vision suddenly clear, Zhao Wuji seemed to have caught something, but when he thought about becoming a school elite and wanting to live a low-key life, Zhao Wuji became a little confused.
In any case, there is no good direction at the headquarters.
There are many ways to become famous, but it is difficult to become an elite.
You need to be super professional.
At the end of the two days, Zhao Wuji didn't go anywhere.
He just stayed at home and thought about the problem.
Finally I have some general ideas.
On Monday morning, after listening to the class, Zhao Wuji was stopped again by the beautiful class monitor Han Xue.
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It turned out that the competition was held in the afternoon, and Zhao Wuji was thinking about how to become famous, so he agreed.
In the afternoon, Zao Wuji, who had been in the library for a while, checked the time.
It was almost time, and then came to the grass field.
He quickly found Han Xue's class from the banners pulled from each class.
There were indeed many beauties, but there were very few men.
Standing out from the crowd, it seems extremely precious.
Zhao Wuji walked towards the other class, and suddenly there was a familiar voice calling him from behind.
When he looked back, it was Ni Yiran.
He hadn't contacted him for a few days.
The beautiful Ni Yiran still looked youthful and energetic, wearing sportswear. , the hair was tied into a pony tail and tossed, making it even more charming and charming.
Zhao Wuji's heart moved when he saw it, and he quickly returned to his natural state.
People who are successful in martial arts have strong nerves and will not be easily distracted.
Ni Yiran also looked at Zhao Wuji strangely and asked, "You don't belong to any class, so you came to participate in the school sports meeting.
Could it be that you couldn't resist the invitation of some beautiful girl and agreed to a certain class?"
Zhao Wuji was shocked, how could this girl guess so accurately?
Ni Yiran knew from Zhao Wuji's expression that he had hit the mark with his casual remark.
He was jealous of gossip and asked curiously: "Tell me, which beauty from which class is she?
It's just a friend.
I'll help you check." 160420oshow7 :