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Chapter 387 Work in Beidu

Xia Yuefeng looked into Nan Zhuren's eyes and listened to what Nan Zhuren was saying.

Hesitant to speak.

And it stopped.

Given Xia Yuefeng's job nature and qualifications, he is truly knowledgeable and experienced.

The head of the Public Security Bureau in Jiangdu, what kind of people hasn't he seen?
In terms of memory, Xia Yuefeng has met several high-end talents who can memorize dictionaries, draw a map of China one-to-one, and even replicate a facial portrait at a glance.

Some of them I had worked with, while others I had worked with.

Xia Yuefeng had seen it all before.

A strong memory is an essential quality for leaders in almost any industry; it's no exaggeration to say it's a prerequisite for success.

Even Xia Yuefeng himself has an exceptionally strong memory.

Xia Yuefeng is 45 years old this year, but he never needs a manuscript when he speaks or gives a speech at a meeting, and he can accurately recount the cases he handled during his tenure down to the year, month, and day.

In his youth, computers were not as common as they are today. His powerful memory greatly improved his work efficiency and earned him the nickname "Xia Juanzong" (a play on words, meaning "Summer's Archives").

Xia Yuefeng was very proud of this.

Therefore, Xia Yuefeng was somewhat surprised to hear Nan Zhuren's assurance, but not necessarily astonished.

At most, it's just a feeling like, "Oh, so he's that kind of person too."

But Xia Yuefeng emphasized again: "However, the training plans and student files I mentioned are the kind that include numbers. For example, the specific scores of students in tests on certain dates."

He thought that Nan Zhuren's understanding was nothing more than a general training summary or something similar, a memorization material that leaned towards textual comprehension.

These two types of materials are quite different; the latter requires an extraordinary level of memory.

That's why Xia Yuefeng suggested that Nan Zhuren go back and organize the students to help recall the information, since it's more accurate for the person in question to recount such precise details.

"Then I'll just stay here and think about it. Director Xia, please take a look and see if there are any oversights. I'll go back and discuss them with my students to fill in the gaps," Nan Zhuren said.

Nan Zhuren's interest was also completely piqued by Xia Yuefeng.

This idea of ​​"making a typical example for others to learn from and warn, so that other teachers with similar tendencies will be hesitant to act rashly, thus benefiting other students" is exactly what he wanted.

Xia Yuefeng's eyes gradually narrowed.

At his age and in his current position, he rarely takes anything too seriously anymore.

But the person sitting in front of him at this moment, and the matter he was about to deal with, were both extremely unusual.

He couldn't help but get serious: "Okay, then I'll give you this office this afternoon for now. Try writing it down from memory."

Director Xia needs to take a good look at how this young man plans to complete this task.

He turned around, personally took a pen and a notebook, and then turned back around.

All I could see was a figure that had already fallen asleep.

"...???"

Before he could do anything, his phone suddenly started vibrating in his pocket.

Upon seeing the caller ID, Xia Yuefeng's expression changed.

……

"Hey, Tiantian, what's wrong?"

"What do you think, Dad?"

Hearing his daughter's rude voice on the other end of the phone, Xia Yuefeng glanced at the young consultant who had inexplicably fallen asleep not far away, and quietly left the office.

"Didn't you promise me you'd go to the hospital for a checkup this afternoon? I contacted Dr. Chen, and he said you didn't go!"

How did this girl get Old Chen's phone number? I didn't know that.
Old Chen, you're not a fair guy! Xia Yuefeng steadied himself with his superb professionalism: "I'm in the office, handling some work."

As he spoke, Xia Yuefeng peeked through the crack in the door at Nan Zhuren, who was fast asleep inside. He covered the microphone and beckoned to one of the uniformed men who was peering in their direction. The man looked the most robust.

"Old Sun!"

"Hey!"

Director Xia whispered to his subordinates what the young man in the office was doing and gave them a few instructions on how to take care of him—after all, in a sense, Nan Zhuren now had multiple identities as a "victim + witness + technical consultant".

It needs to be taken good care of.

Team Leader Sun glanced into Xia Yuefeng's office, surprised that this young man dared to sleep on Director Xia's desk. After thinking for a moment, he took out a paper cup, poured a cup of hot water, and brought it in.

Director Xia then opened a spare meeting room and reconnected with his daughter: "Dad promises you, I'll definitely go to the hospital next week. If you're worried, you can come with me, okay?"

"Ok."

"Uh-huh?"

Xia Yuefeng was somewhat surprised, as he had originally planned to have a long talk with his daughter.

But I never expected my daughter to be so understanding.

“Dad, you are the bureau chief after all. The work that you’re in such a hurry for must be very important.”

"And judging from your tone just now, you only use that tone when you're dealing with a really difficult case."

"So you must be busy with something very urgent and important right now... but you must make it clear next week that I'll go to the hospital with you."

Xia Yuefeng glanced at his office through the wall.

Despite his daughter's understanding nature, he suddenly felt a little guilty.

"Uh... cough cough, Tiantian, how's your studying going lately? Are you having trouble memorizing?"

He skillfully shifted the topic to studying.

"Oh, Dad, don't you know I'm good at memorizing?" The voice on the other end of the phone was full of pride. "The exam content is all that I've studied and memorized over the past few years, it covers the main framework."

"There are also many things that I encountered during my previous internships, and I remember them very well."

"Others are just reciting, I'm just filling in the gaps."

Xia Yuefeng couldn't get a word in edgewise about his daughter's studies, but he wholeheartedly acknowledged her excellence.

However, he still weakly added, "Are you really going to Beidu? Jiang University is fine too..."

"I want to get the best score!" came an encouraging voice from the other end of the phone.

The elderly father had no choice but to accept it.

The voice on the other end of the phone asked again, "Dad, aren't you supposed to be working? Aren't you busy right now?"

"I'll let Lao Sun cover for a while, he can take a break..." Xia Yuefeng glanced at his office again.

"Dad, what's your opinion on my idea of ​​having me do an internship in Beidu for a while, which I mentioned before?"

As soon as he said that, Xia Yuefeng choked again: "Aren't you preparing for an exam right now? This..."

"The postgraduate entrance exam is at the end of the year, so starting to cram in October is enough time. Besides, I've already finished three rounds of review."

"Working during my internship will deepen my understanding and application of knowledge, which will also help with the exam. And, well... it will also allow me to get familiar with Hokuto beforehand!"

Years of work experience have taught Xia Yuefeng that when his daughter says a sentence, the first half and the second half are clearly not from the same mindset.

But the part about learning is not without reason.

(End of this chapter)