The prince of the Fu family doesn't need to go through those cumbersome procedures even if he goes to the Customs Police Department.

I had already called in advance, and as soon as the person arrived, I was taken to the office of the General Administration of Customs.

Knock...

"Director, Mr. Fu is here."

“Come in.”

Fu Jiyan went in alone. When he opened the door, he saw that the director had already stood up from his desk.

"Uncle Zheng."

"You boy, what wind blows you here today?

Hurry, sit down!"

As he spoke, he had already walked to the door and opened the door and shouted that people outside would make tea and come in.

"Uncle Zheng, don't be so troublesome."

The director waved his hand:

"This is the first time you have come to me. If you don't even give me a glass of water, wouldn't I be ridiculed by those who are ridiculed?"

The tea was poured in quickly. After putting it down, the secretary retreated with a wink.

Sitting face to face with the big boss of the General Administration on the reception sofa, Fu Jiyan held a teacup in his hand and took a sip from time to time.

Not panic-free, very comfortable.

Finally, the Director took the lead in speaking out:

"I heard that Xiaoyan, you went to the banquet at Director Ye's house last night?

Why didn't I see you? I saw Feishen."

Someone put down the teacup, maybe he was used to trying to cross his legs. Suddenly, he thought that the person in front of him was a leader of the General Administration or a student of his grandfather. He put his legs slightly raised back.

"I went there, but there was something urgent to deal with, so I left soon."

"So that's it, but, boy, what are you here for today?"

Let's go straight to the point.

"Uncle Zheng."

"ah?"

"I wonder if I can look at the information about the YD organization found by the General Administration of Customs?

Uncle Zheng also knows that some people in our company are involved with that organization, so…”

"That's it?"

"right!"

The director laughed:

"As for you guys, you can do it yourself? Just make a call!

OK, wait a moment, I'll send it here.”

"I'm in trouble, Uncle Zheng."

Director Zheng got up and went to the desk, picked up the phone on the desk and dialed the inside line:

"Go to the information room and bring all the information organized by YD to my office, hurry up."

"Okay, Director!"

......

The information was delivered quickly, and the boss pointed directly at the person on the reception sofa:

"Give it to him."

"Mr. Fu, give it."

"Thanks."

The information is about a dozen pages, but someone is not slow to read, but rather very fast.

Director Zheng was still deploying something with his secretary. In it, Fu Jiyan had already read all the information.

After packing it, seal it in the file bag, and sat silently waiting.

It took about a few minutes before Director Zheng came back.

"Are you finished reading?" asked.

Someone nodded:

“Yeah, I’ve finished reading.

Uncle Zheng, hasn’t the yd organization always been active abroad?"

It is indeed the case as I learned many years ago.

"That was the past. It was probably from five or six years ago that their people began to penetrate the country.

Although the country has cracked down on it severely, after several years of development, the scale is still quite large.

To put it simply: this can prevent outsiders, but it cannot prevent your own people!"

Aren’t the people who work for YD organizations in the country all from their own country?

In order to make the country and people's property security, it is really a matter of thinking from the heart that they want to throw all these people across the Pacific Ocean.

But, I can only think about it in my heart.
Chapter completed!