Kingsman Agent in Film and Television

"Come out for a walk with me."

While busy helping Wu Ma, Wang Chunlian suddenly heard her husband's words. She looked at him worriedly, then tried to touch his forehead, but he avoided her touch. She then asked with concern:

"Where do you feel unwell? Which hospital should I go to?"

"What nonsense—I feel perfectly comfortable!"

Zhang Guanfu said with a dark face, "When I ask you to go out for a walk, it always means you're going to the hospital... Well, it seems that the only time I've gone out with my wife in recent years is to the hospital."

He shifted the blame to his son: "Anping took a fancy to a house, and we went to check it out."

“You’re living here perfectly fine…” Wang Chunlian muttered, but she guessed that her son probably couldn’t continue living here because of his identity, so she said, “Then I’ll change my clothes.”

Zhang Guanfu waved his hand: "No need—Wu Ma, you should go with Madam too, and give her some advice later."

Aunt Wu glanced at the work in her hands: "Master, Wangwang and Xixi need to come home for lunch..."

"It's just looking at a house, it won't take much time."

Seeing Zhang Guanfu's insistence, Wu Ma had no objections and followed the couple out. After her parents left, Zhang Anping, who was at home, immediately summoned the guards.
"Groups one and two follow up. Group three, go to the municipal government to pick up my wife and escort her directly to the Chen residence. Leave a car for me."

Normally only two guards are on duty, but yesterday Shen Zui sent extra personnel, a total of 12 people in three groups.

"Chief, what about your safety?"

"I'll pick up Wangwang and Xixi from school, and then we'll go straight back to the Chen Mansion."

Seeing that Zhang Anping said this, the guards did not object and immediately began to carry out the operation according to Zhang Anping's instructions.

With everyone gone, Zhang Anping glanced at the house he had lived in for over a year before leaving, shook his head slightly, and locked the door, thinking to himself that these "acquaintances" would probably not hold back when they came to blows.

……

The director's motorcade sped toward the VIP room, but was stopped at an intersection. Although the director did not say anything, the bodyguards in the motorcade got out to find out why. After they found out what was going on, they rushed to the car where the director was.

"Chief, something's happened."

The section chief raised an eyebrow, signaling his subordinate to speak directly.

"Many students went to Director Zhang's house to protest, and it was their group that blocked the road just now."

The section chief was completely stunned upon hearing this.

"Send a car to the police station and have them immediately send people to protect the Zhang family—tell the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics not to get involved."

He was still rational; he knew that if the Security Bureau got involved at this point, who knew what kind of trouble it might cause.

Shortly after his subordinates left, the road was cleared, and the convoy continued its journey. As they crossed the intersection, the director looked at the tail end of the long student procession, his expression so gloomy it was as if ink was about to drip from his lips.

He wasn't angry at the students' "absurd" behavior. After all, these students were still passionate and patriotic. They were just deceived by those damned bastards—a role model who was portrayed as an object of public disgust by some greedy and unscrupulous scoundrels using biased writing.

He knew very well that Zhang Anping was merely affected by this "warning," while he was the one who was truly being warned.

They are truly... lawless.

……

Police Headquarters.

Facing a pile of newspapers on the table, Police Commissioner Tang Zong let out a long sigh.

Two days ago, after the results of the investigation into the Zhang family came in, Tang Zong was worried that the section chief would not be able to make sense of things—and as it turned out, his worries were not unfounded. The section chief really did not make sense of things and actually chose to make a big show of "clearing Zhang Anping's name".

As expected, this is how it turned out!
This is not the result of one or two companies exerting their efforts simultaneously; it is the simultaneous exertion of an entire social class, a terrifying and greedy class!
Director, I'm afraid you haven't clearly grasped this point yet.

[You're not targeting one or two families, but a vast and greedy social class. How could they possibly let you do as you please? Even if you're a department head!]

Tang Zong sighed again. He was feeling quite conflicted. He wondered if Zhang Anping would be foolish enough to get on the director's bandwagon. If he did, he feared he would be treated like a "chicken" by this class and slaughtered as a warning to the director.
Zhang Anping's record is verifiable; he once stood up to the Kong family with Dai Chunfeng's backing—but was it really just him alone who overcame the Kong family?
Do not!
Someone was pulling the strings behind the scenes, stabbing the Kong family in the back while Zhang Anping was charging into battle.

This allowed Zhang Anping to easily confront the Kong family.

If Zhang Anping doesn't realize this, and thinks he can make a name for himself by getting on the director's side, then he...

That's such a pity!
Jingle Bell

As he pondered, the shrill ring of the telephone rang. Tang Zong took a deep breath and answered the phone.

"it's me!"

"I understand—go out and do the call, I know what to do."

After hanging up the phone, Tang Zong sighed slightly. Sure enough, the director had given the police station an order.

Unfortunately, the section chief's actions did not exceed those people's expectations!
Those people had already given us a heads-up last night; the director probably didn't expect that.

Thinking of this, Tang Zong smiled self-deprecatingly. Idealists are always admirable, but reality is always greater than ideals!
……

As soon as Zhang Anping parked his car on the side of the road, Chai Ying opened the car door and got in.

"Have all our people been evacuated?"

Zhang Anping was the one who added firewood, but he was definitely not the one who started the fire, much less the one who filled the woodpile with gasoline!

Now that the woodpile is so big, and there's so much gasoline on top of it, he has to wipe the fingerprints off the wood he added.

Faced with Zhang Anping's worried questions, Chai Ying responded with a wry smile:
"Our comrades haven't even entered the fray yet, and the students have already been stirred up. It's funny, actually, those people have chosen to incite the same group of hot-blooded sons of officials as we have. In addition, our comrades have discovered that there are unidentified people mixed in with the students, and they may even be carrying weapons."

As she continued speaking, Chai Ying's expression turned serious.

Zhang Anping now has a good reputation—although he was infamous for being betrayed by mainstream newspapers, the truth is the truth, and it will eventually be revealed.

But what if we accuse Zhang Anping of murdering students?

Zhang Anping was speechless:
"Those bastards are ruthless!"

Imagine if the students protesting in front of Zhang's house ended up clashing with Zhang Anping, resulting in injuries or fatalities. What would happen then?
Zhang Anping will be etched in history as a figure of shame!
Chai Ying urged, "You must go home now and move your uncle and aunt to safety. We absolutely cannot let their plot succeed!" "My husband saw the newspaper and was worried about something going wrong, so he has already taken my mother to safety."

Upon hearing this, Chai Ying was immediately impressed by the wisdom of experience, but then she thought to herself, how could Zhang's father be an ordinary person if he could give birth to such a prodigy as Zhang Anping?

It makes sense!

"Then what happens next..."

"Let's just watch the show now," Zhang Anping clicked his tongue. "When we fought the Kong family before, I was afraid of provoking a strong backlash from an entire social class. Fortunately, there were plenty of people who took advantage of the Kong family's misfortune, so I wasn't targeted."

"Right now, these people are only targeting the section chief. I was just caught in the crossfire and almost capsized! I really underestimated this parasitic class."

The National Corporation was no easy company for an ordinary person to survive in. Above it was a huge corrupt class of parasites, below it was a landlord class that owned 70% of the land while only 10% of the population was below it, outside it were imperialist powers that never gave up their desire to destroy it, and inside it were warlord forces and comprador classes. Faced with so much oppression, it is not hard to understand why it finally abandoned this corrupt regime decisively.

Chai Ying asked worriedly, "What about your safety?"

She hadn't expected the fire Zhang Anping had started to escalate to such an extreme.

"As long as I don't associate with the section chief and continue to be my loyal follower, that person will protect me," Zhang Anping said with a smile. "Besides, I have a cunning old man as my father, and a fox's sense of smell is very sharp!"

Chai Ying couldn't help but smile wryly. How could anyone talk about their own father like that?
However, this put her mind at ease.

"That's enough for now—I need to go back and keep an eye on things, lest I be caught off guard by any unexpected situations."

"Stop as much work as possible recently. Just make sure the publicity team is ready. Once things have settled down, we'll give it a final push!"

"I see."

……

Zhang family.

When the angry student group arrived at the Zhang family's house, they were met with an iron gatekeeper.

This surprised the scheming individuals in the group; why was the door locked tight?

That's not how the script was written!

Their mission was to use the students' protests as a pretext to secretly incite trouble, ultimately provoking Zhang Anping to take action against the students.

But now, the Zhang family has locked up their gates!
How to do this?
The students were also confused. They came to protest, but where was the main character?

Someone shouted, "Who cares if he's here or not?" and started breaking down the door after revealing Zhang Shih-hao's true identity to the world. Others followed suit, and the humble iron gate, which had been holding on for a few seconds, finally collapsed. As the Zhang family's gate was opened, the angry students rushed into the house.

There is no opulent splendor, no mountains of wealth, and no priceless antiques or cultural relics; there is only the everyday life of the middle class.

Even in terms of conditions, their families were far worse off than those of the students leading the team.

This left the students in charge completely bewildered. Wasn't it said that Zhang Anping was greedy and had bought peace with money?

But this family doesn't look like a wealthy family at all!

Just as the students leading the group were dumbfounded, a leisurely passerby mocked them, saying:

"You bunch of students didn't find anything valuable, did you?"

"Sir, what do you mean?"

A passerby casually remarked, "What do I mean? Don't you guys read the newspaper?"

"Look—it's because we read the newspaper that we're angry. Such a big corrupt official was arrested and then released. Is there no law or discipline left?"

"You students, don't you know you shouldn't read big newspapers? How many words of truth can you find in big newspapers?" a passerby said disdainfully.
"Only a fool would believe those high-sounding words!"

"As for the Zhang family—the section chief led a search two days ago. The most valuable thing they have is this house; apart from this house, there's nothing of value!"

"No, a pawn ticket is worth something. It was the young mistress who pawned her own jewelry to help the servants in an emergency!"

At this point, the passerby finally couldn't contain his anger:

"You bunch of students, you can't even tell the difference between good and bad people. You actually stormed into the home of the modern-day Hai Rui and smashed everything up—I think you've all been book-studied to the point of stupidity!"

A modern-day Hai Rui?

This form of address immediately provoked resentment among some of the students:
"He's just a dog spy! How dare he be compared to Hai Rui?!"

A passerby sneered:

"A dog spy? What bad thing did Commander Zhang do? Did he make the Japanese grit their teeth in anger because of fighting them?"

"Or was it because they offended foreigners and allowed the Nationalist government to seize nearly two hundred million US dollars?"

"Or is it because Commander Zhang's wife pawned her jewelry to help the servants in an emergency?"

"You can't tell the difference between good and lazy! I couldn't stop you even when I tried! Humph!"

After giving them a good scolding, the passerby left, leaving a group of radical students frozen in place.

If they hadn't rushed into the Zhang family's house, they naturally wouldn't have taken the passersby's words seriously.

But they stormed into the Zhang family's house and ransacked it.

One of the students who was leading the group murmured in shame, "We...we really wronged him?"

"I don't know if it's a case of injustice or not, but something came to mind—the person who led the banging on the door just now, it doesn't seem to be one of our classmates?"

"Speaking of which, I just noticed quite a few police officers around, but they... didn't seem to be trying to stop us."

The students certainly wouldn't be as clueless as the passersby claimed, nor would they be so stupid as to be taken advantage of without even realizing it.

Given the current situation, how could they not realize that they are being used?

(3600 words, so there will definitely be one more chapter.) (End of this chapter)