Kingsman Agent in Film and Television

Attendant's Room.

When the section chief met the adjutant, the adjutant was in a rage—first he was lashing out at the Fifth Army, then at the 13th Army Corps, and then at Liao's Army Corps.

Even the local government in Nanjing was berated by the chief attendant.

Surprisingly, the head servant never once angrily berated the real culprit.

It wasn't until the director deliberately stomped his feet heavily, causing the chief attendant to turn around and see him, that the chief attendant stopped his angry rant. Instead, he waved his hand, signaling everyone else in the office to leave. The attendants breathed a sigh of relief and then collectively "fled," leaving the huge office stage to the two of them.

Silently watching the head attendant's chest heaving, the director remained silent for a while before finally speaking:
"Give me two more days, and they...they'll be caged birds."

This wasn't the section chief's overconfidence; he genuinely believed he was certain.

Those people were actually very, very sloppy in their work. Even when those corrupt groups took all the blame, the section chief still had a lot of clues pointing to them.

But this requires investigation, it requires time to build up, and it requires countless pieces of irrefutable evidence before action can be taken.

After all, those people are not ordinary people; arresting them without solid evidence would cause huge trouble.
Zhang Anping's unconventional approach completely shattered the defenses of the arrested corrupt officials, and they confessed to countless crimes—now the section chief and the Bureau of Secrecy have countless solid pieces of evidence firmly in their hands.

And as long as the small gluttons on the front lines are captured, the "big ones" behind them will have no chance of escaping.

Two days!

The director was confident that he could take them all down in just two days and make it an ironclad case—even if the chief attendant let the three real Taotie go because of their kinship, the entire massive Taotie group would be completely wiped out by him.

To get to the bottom of things, we only need two more days!

Hearing the section chief's unwilling words, the chief attendant took several deep breaths to suppress the anger in his chest—this anger was not directed at the section chief.

Speaking with a heavy local accent, he asked in return, "And then?"

Then?

Then, not long after, things were set right.

The section chief looked at the chief attendant, puzzled.

“Then,” the chief attendant answered himself:

"If the financial system collapses, the banking system collapses, the party system collapses, logistics and government operations cease, the front lines will suffer defeat after defeat."

Will this happen?

The section chief thought of the current state of Nanjing and closed his eyes heavily.

Yes, that will definitely happen.

But doesn't this prove even more?

Does failing to combat corruption mean the country will perish?
"Let's leave it at that. The results you've achieved are enough to satisfy our allies and the people. Let's leave it at that."

He had foreseen this scene when the director received the call from the adjutant's office, but when the adjutant actually said those words, he still felt dizzy.

He struggled to say:
"Do you know what I've seen these past few days?"

"What I see is that throughout the Party and the country, every official is corrupt!"

"People's livelihoods are already so difficult, yet there is almost no sense of crisis from the Party and the state. Everyone is shouting 'ideology' while their hearts and hands are full of business!"

"The Song, Chen, and Kong families sold their ancestral land, but what about our family? Our family members are also in cahoots with them—even our own family members are in cahoots with them! What kind of logic is this? What kind of behavior is this?!"

"If we don't fight corruption, our country will perish!"

The section chief hasn't shown any resentment towards his family these past few days, but that's all he's done—the Yihe Mansion, their family members colluded with the other three families to scheme against him, using their own resources to plot against him. This is what chills the section chief the most and makes him the most wary.

bang

The head servant slammed his fist on the table in anger: "You scoundrel!"

"I'm still here, what country has fallen?"

"Strong medicine shouldn't be used for serious illnesses; even quack doctors know this—but what about you? You want to get fat in one bite!"

"You're only looking for quick results in your anti-corruption campaign! You think you can take down over 300 party and state officials just like that? Have you considered the consequences of creating widespread panic?"

"A coup—do you think it's just them forcing the emperor to abdicate? This is a collective coup from top to bottom within the Party and the state, do you understand?!"

The section chief was taken aback, but then slumped onto the sofa like a deflated balloon.

The chief aide is right. This is not just their coup, but a collective and spontaneous coup by the entire party and state.

Seeing that the director had lost his temper, the chief attendant stopped saying harsh words. After all, their relationship had finally improved to this point, and he didn't want to go back to the way it was before.

He sighed and said:

"The anti-corruption task force should be disbanded."

"brat……"

The section chief suddenly looked up and stared blankly at the chief attendant.

Faced with the director's sudden and unusual reaction, the chief attendant paused before continuing, "Let him rest for a while."

"59 people, a full 59 people! How dare he kill them all? How dare he kill them all!"

The section chief breathed a sigh of relief; he was afraid that the chief attendant would throw Zhang Anping out as a final explanation.

The chief of staff was very dissatisfied with the section chief's performance, and he said unhappily:
Do you think I'm too old and blind to distinguish between loyalty and treachery?

The section chief didn't say a word.

“I know very well whether the little guy is loyal or treacherous. If it weren’t for him, I wouldn’t have been able to keep Mao Renfeng in the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics. But he is still too impulsive. Let’s teach him a lesson this time, and also teach you a lesson. You can’t just act recklessly.”

The chief attendant couldn't help but start lecturing.

Actually, he didn't have much ill feelings towards Mao Renfeng in the past; on the contrary, he even admired her somewhat. However, in his mind, Mao Renfeng was definitely not on the same level as Zhang Anping.

But now he is very angry with Mao Renfeng. The last time he was asked to do something, Mao Renfeng did it haphazardly, putting him in a very passive position, which led to all the current situations. That was bad enough, but this time, Mao Renfeng couldn't tell the difference between right and wrong and actually got involved with "them".

This matter was a huge thorn in the side of the chief attendant.

However, Zhang Anping acted too impulsively this time, and now it will be too difficult to promote him. In addition, it is necessary to "reprimand" Zhang Anping and set an example for others.

Allowing Zhang Anping to rest for a while was something the chief attendant could only achieve under immense pressure.

The section chief silently accepted the adjutant's lecture, but inwardly he was very dismissive.

There was something he had always been afraid to say:

With the party and parliament in such a state, Chief of Staff, haven't you considered who is ultimately responsible?

"Strong medicine should not be used for serious illnesses"—others may say this, but can you say it?

Did you forget when you angrily gave the order because they crossed the line? As a result, you immediately forgot the red line just because you encountered a backlash and your husband whispered something in your ear—don't you need to reflect on this?

And you dare to lecture me!

Of course, this is something that absolutely cannot be said.

The section chief was well aware of his position and was trying his best to avoid crossing the line—now that things had developed to this point, the most important thing for him was to protect the group of colleagues who had followed him into battle, rather than trying to win them over.

To put it bluntly, he is not the one who holds supreme power. His power can only be subordinate to the will of the supreme power. He has no right to resist!
After the lecture, seeing that the director had become "obedient," the chief attendant let him leave to clean up the mess, and the matter was thus completely concluded at the highest level.

After leaving the adjutant's office, the director was completely dispirited. He even felt ashamed to face the pillars of the party and the state who were preparing to go into battle in the anti-corruption team.

But he was also very clear that these people were his core group, representing the hope for the future of the party and the country.

He suppressed his frustration and instructed his secretary, "Arrange a banquet hall. This afternoon... I'll have lunch with my colleagues from the anti-corruption team."

After the secretary took notes, the department head said again:

"You make the arrangements. Have the driver take me to the Security Bureau."

……

Bureau of Investigation and Statistics.

Zhang Anping locked himself in his office and endured it all, finally managing not to hum the lyrics, "The sky over the liberated area is a bright sky."

He had always said that the Kuomintang had never disappointed people—but after witnessing firsthand the sudden collapse of the secret service, which had been on steroids, he still couldn't hide his excitement.

They have truly never disappointed.

This proves exactly one thing:

The people's hearts were scattered; they had never truly entered the Kuomintang's heart!
On October 10, 1911, the Wuchang Uprising took place—within just two months, 15 provinces declared their allegiance to the Qing Dynasty, delivering a fatal blow to the corrupt Qing regime.

The fundamental reason for all this is the human heart!
But who could have imagined that just thirty years later, in the eyes of the Nationalist government, the hearts of the people would be worthless? No, the Nationalist government did value the hearts of the people, but the hearts of the powerful and wealthy, the hearts of the oppressors, and the hearts of the common people were worthless in the eyes of the Nationalist government.

Otherwise, the Nationalist government's repeated "miraculous" actions would be impossible to explain.

Zhang Anping stood quietly behind the curtains, carefully sensing the oppressive atmosphere within the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, and a smile involuntarily appeared on his face.

No one who loves this country wants to see it beyond saving. They may become numb when they see no hope, but when hope appears, they will instinctively grasp at that glimmer of hope—until the sun completely dispels the decay and darkness.

There is no doubt that the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics has now reached this level.

Of course, there are still many die-hards in the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics, but from now on, these people will be a small minority and no longer the mainstream.

There is a Kuomintang reactionary among us!

Zhang Anping could barely contain his smile. This scene would soon be playing out in a secret service unit like the Bureau of Investigation and Statistics. Congratulations!
Through the peephole in the curtains, Zhang Anping caught a glimpse of Mao Renfeng's lively figure. Watching her light and energetic movements, Zhang Anping couldn't help but mutter a complaint:
Old Mao, do you know how many brain cells I used to save you? The reason you are so "happy" is all because of me, Zhang, carrying the burden forward—you fool!
After his rant, Zhang Anping's smile deepened. Although Mao Renfeng was jumping around happily, Zhang Anping was actually even happier.

In the past, Zhang Anping believed he was 80% confident in being in charge of the covert operation before the retreat to Taiwan—but as his power struggle with Mao Renfeng intensified, this success rate rose from 50% to 80%.

But now, Mao Renfeng is completely out of Zhang Anping's mind!
100%!

Zhang Anping believed he was 100% confident he could take charge of the future infiltration plan.

So for him right now, he's thinking about something else:

How can we also incorporate the Party's intelligence agency's infiltration plan?

Just as he was happily pondering this, a convoy drove into the front yard of the bureau headquarters. Upon seeing the convoy, Zhang Anping's barely suppressed smile instantly vanished, and his loyalty to the Party and the State resurfaced.

A few minutes later, a knocking sound, completely different from Zheng Yi's, rang out. Zhang Anping pretended not to notice and said in a low voice:
"Enter."

“I did say that—section chief.”

The complaints instantly turned into bland greetings, but the person got up very slowly, so slowly that even a tactless person could see the deep disappointment and exhaustion in their expression.

The section chief stood at the door and saw a disheartened, zombie-like "familiar face." He could no longer see the spiritedness and confidence that used to be on the face of him; all he could see was deep weariness and despondency.

"Brother Anping..."

The section chief sighed, walked slowly in, and stood in front of Zhang Anping. He pressed Zhang Anping down with both hands and made him sit in his seat.

Seeing Zhang Anping sit down without resistance, the section chief dragged over a chair, sat down in front of Zhang Anping, and then said apologetically:

"This matter..."

"It's not your fault."

Zhang Anping glanced blankly at the section chief:
"wrong?!"

That single word made the section chief so ashamed that he dared not look at Zhang Anping again.

wrong?
Is it wrong?
When was it wrong to rectify official corruption?

"It was my oversight; I underestimated the strength of their counterattack." The section chief closed his eyes, clenched his fists, then suddenly opened them, gritting his teeth as he said:

"Next time, the very next time, I will never make the same mistake again!"

These words seemed to give Zhang Anping boundless determination. After taking a deep breath, the dejection and discouragement on his face vanished. After repeating this a few times, he asked:
"Director, what mistake have we made?"

Although his face did not burn with fighting spirit, this concern still showed that the person in front of him was still the last loyal subject of the party and the country, and that the other party was still a companion he valued!
The section chief, in a self-criticism manner, said:
"I made a lot of mistakes this time, but two of them were the most fatal."

First, the scope of the impact is too wide!
Second, the objectives are unclear!

A look of sudden realization flashed across Zhang Anping's eyes, as if he had grasped something, and the section chief continued:
"Anti-corruption should not be accomplished overnight, but rather through a gradual process. I was too eager to achieve everything at once, always wanting to accomplish it in one fell swoop."

"It was this one instance that triggered a systemic backlash."

"Even the ancients knew that you can't have your cake and eat it too, but I greedily thought that I could solve all the problems with one anti-corruption campaign—that's simply unrealistic."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Anping closed his eyes, remained silent for a while, and then whispered:
"I was also at fault in this matter."

“I should have thought of that, but I was also greedy.”

Zhang Anping's attempt to take responsibility was useless to the section chief, but his attitude deeply moved the section chief—this colleague he had taken a liking to had indeed not been completely discouraged by this failure.

"There will definitely be other opportunities!" The section chief looked at Zhang Anping seriously and said, enunciating each word clearly:
"Let's learn from this lesson and never make the same mistake again!"

Will the next one be the "famous" anti-corruption campaign in Shanghai?
Zhang Anping looked intently at the section chief and answered in the same deliberate and measured manner:

"I will never make the same mistake again!"

After saying that, the two clapped their hands simultaneously and then clasped them tightly together, gripping each other as if making a silent vow.

But what the section chief didn't know was that Zhang Anping was thinking to himself:
Next time, no matter how grand the event, no one will be disappointed.

Because no one has held onto hope! (End of Chapter)