137: Restricted License to Kill, Promotion File

He carried the Bald Eagle to the front yard.

Comrade Yang Dian was about to ask what had happened when his secure phone, which he had left charging in the living room, rang.

After entering the house, he glanced at the phone screen and Comrade Yang Dian smiled.

“Hello, Uncle Lei.”

“Is there a result for my matter?”

Lei Ming, on the other end of the line, nodded:

“After discussion by the General Administration, it was decided to take action against the Wu family in 7 days.”

“We can tolerate those people testing and tempering the will of our warriors, but we cannot tolerate them playing dirty tricks on the warriors’ relatives.”

“This is the bottom line!”

“During these 7 days, we plan to muddy the waters to see if we can catch a big fish.”

“Do you want to come and participate in the operation?”

Comrade Yang Dian shook his head:

“Forget it, the capital is too far. A round trip would take three to five days, so I won’t go.”

“Anyway, there are plenty of experts in the capital, one more or one less of me won’t make much difference.”

“If that’s the case, then Wu Yinglin is yours. You can act now.”

“It’s also like throwing a stone into the pond first to see how the fish react.”

“He is currently in room 915 of the Fuzhou Hotel. If he resists, you are authorized to kill him on the spot.”

Upon receiving the license to kill, Comrade Yang Dian immediately narrowed his eyes, and a hint of a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth:

“I understand, Uncle Lei. I will begin the operation shortly.”

Lei Ming on the other side nodded, and just as he was about to hang up, he suddenly remembered something and said something that made Comrade Yang Dian inexplicably confused:

“By the way, I heard that you’ve become quite proficient in Five Animal Frolics and Eight Section Brocade, and you even made instructional videos, getting everyone in your village to practice them.”

“This is very good, but it’s still a bit small-minded.”

“As a leader, one must act like a leader. Do not limit your vision to one village or one place; you must look at the entire country, the entire world, and have a broader perspective.”

With that, Lei Ming hung up the phone without explaining the reason.

Comrade Yang Dian was a bit puzzled.

It was only natural that his teaching others in the clan martial arts would be investigated by the higher-ups.

“But what did that last sentence mean?”

He muttered, and then Comrade Yang Dian’s phone vibrated again.

He opened it to see a red-headed document issued by the Special Administration Main Bureau.

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Huaxia Abnormal Affairs Administration · Fuzhou Special Administration Bureau Proposed Appointment Letter

Serial Number: 〔2025〕830350000

In accordance with the Regulations on the Administration of Abnormal Affairs / 〔Special Administration Main Bureau Meeting No. 7325〕 / 〔Wen Organization Regulations〕, after organizational deliberation, it has been decided:

To appoint Comrade Yang Dian as the Deputy Director of the Huaxia Abnormal Affairs Administration Fuzhou Special Administration Bureau, with a term beginning on September 1, 25.

Main Responsibilities and Requirements:

Strictly implement organizational policies and fulfill job responsibilities;

Responsible for the management of abnormal affairs in the Fuzhou area;

Other work tasks related to this position.

This appointment shall take effect from the start date of the term.

Appointing Unit (Seal): Huaxia Abnormal Affairs Administration

Responsible Person Signature: Chang Hong

Date: August 30, 25

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Attachments:

1. Resume of the Appointee, Comrade Yang Dian

2. Relevant Meeting Resolutions or Document Basis

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Remarks:

This appointment letter is issued in 3 copies, with one copy each for the appointing unit, the appointee, and the archiving department.

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Staring blankly at his phone screen, Comrade Yang Dian didn’t react for a moment.

Although the appointment letter still had the word “proposed” on it.

But since this appointment letter had been sent to him, as long as he had no objections, the word “proposed” would automatically disappear on September 1st, and this document would become an official document, distributed to everyone in the Bureau.

In fact, not just the Special Administration Bureau.

The Martial Security Bureau, the Public Security Bureau, and the heads of the Wen Organization units, and even the heads of the naval departments stationed in the nearby waters, would also receive relevant notifications.

“No, I’m only eighteen this lifetime. If I remember correctly, my 18th birthday was only two months ago!”

“Are the higher-ups that bold? Directly making me Deputy Director?”

“Are they really just recruiting talent without sticking to conventions?”

Yang Lele saw Comrade Yang Dian staring blankly at his phone and couldn’t help but lean in to peek at his screen.

A few seconds later, she exclaimed loudly:

“Mom! Big brother is going to be an official!”

Yangs Mother, who was still grumbling in the yard, immediately stopped complaining and ran in, taking three steps at a time:

“Where, where? What about becoming an official?”

“Your brother is only 18, what kind of official could he be?”

“Did he become the guild leader or gang leader of some guild in your game?”

“Mom, what nonsense are you talking about? The game I play doesn’t have guilds.” After a brief explanation, Yang Lele continued:

“It’s that administration bureau my brother joined.”

“I saw a document on my brother’s phone that said the higher-ups are promoting him to Deputy Director.”

“Really?”

Seeing his mother’s eyes widen, her face full of disbelief, Comrade Yang Dian cleared his throat and turned off his phone:

“It’s only a proposed appointment now; the official appointment won’t come until September 1st.”

“Today is August 30th, so September 1st is Acquired, isn’t it?”

He Mei counted on her fingers, her eyes growing wider and wider:

“Son, you’re going to be a big official Acquired?”

“Am I dreaming?”

Comrade Yang Dian shrugged:

“You’re not dreaming, but being an official isn’t always a good thing.”

“Before, taking care of our own small plot of land was enough, at most adding the clan.”

Thinking of the last few words Lei Ming had left, Comrade Yang Dian continued:

“Position determines perspective.”

“If I really become an official, the burden on my shoulders will be heavier.”

Yang Lele blinked:

“Brother, no matter how heavy your burden is, is it heavier than the little Grand Secretary who carried the burden of two capitals and thirteen provinces?”

Comrade Yang Dian turned his head and gave her a sideways glance:

“Why do you still have time to watch TV?”

Yang Lele froze, hugged the Little Black Cat, and ran upstairs as if fleeing:

“I’m going to do my homework.”

“Don’t spread rumors about me becoming an official, and don’t let Little Blackie lick too much catnip.”

“Got it, brother!”

As Yang Lele went upstairs, Yangs Mother looked at Comrade Yang Dian with anticipation again:

“Are you really becoming an official?”

Comrade Yang Dian nodded slightly:

“Actually, it’s all the same. An official is just an identity, a facade.”

“There’s nothing to make a fuss about.”

“You little brat, there’s nothing to make a fuss about!”

“An 18-year-old Deputy Director!”

At this point, Yangs Mother suddenly thought of something else:

“This news must be kept secret.”

“If those vampires find out, won’t they pester us every day?”

“Also, if the news is published online, it will definitely cause public opinion.”

“Indeed, we can’t make a big splash.”

“Mom, you actually know about public opinion and biding your time?”

“You little brat, you’ve grown up, you’re going to be an official, so you look down on your mother, is that it?”

“Watch me deal with you!”

“Ow, ow, ow, Mom, don’t twist my ear, I still have a mission to go on later…”

...After bickering with Yangs Mother for a while to calm her tumultuous emotions, Comrade Yang Dian asked curiously:

“Mom, as soon as I walked in, I heard you grumbling at those hens in the chicken coop.”

“Who are you grumbling about?”

At this, Yangs Mother immediately became furious:

“Who else could it be?”

“It’s those vampires again, isn’t it?”