Fang Han smiled and said, "You have found a little trick. Do it according to your intuition. Don't be afraid of mistakes and failures. You must believe it even if you are wrong."

"So..." Ingret hesitated.

Fang Han said: "Suspicion is the biggest enemy of intuition. If you don't believe it, it will disappear. No matter how deep your skills are, it will be useless."

"Well, I understand." Ingrid's head.

Fang Han hugged her, feeling very quiet, and sighed: "You must also pay attention to your own safety."

Ingret said: "I'm very keen to feel malice now, and there's a gun pointed at me in the distance, and I can feel it."

Fang Han nodded.

The two of them talked some more gossip, and Ingret introduced his colleagues, and then talked about their personalities, styles of doing things, and their abilities.

Fang Han listened and occasionally spoke, feeling that there were endless things to say. Before he knew it, he passed all morning and it was not until his stomach sounded that he realized that time had passed.

Ingrit got up to cook, Fang Han sat on the sofa, picked up his laptop and started typing. He wanted to write two books to make some money.

He made a lot of money but also spent a lot of money. Baishuang wine was a huge profit, but most of it was invested in drinks. He had not received any money from the winery for half a year.

He didn't take the money earned by domestic clothing factories, and asked his teacher's wife to continue to expand the scale, so he still had to make money by himself if he wanted to spend money.

Ingrit has an open kitchen. While cooking, watching Fang Han typing, it feels very comfortable, warm and quiet.

"Fang Han, it would be great if I could do this all the time!" she sighed.

Fang Han raised his head and smiled, "If we could always do this, there would be nothing good. Too much is normal, and it's pretty good now."

"When will you leave?" Ingret asked.

Fang Han said: "Let's go tomorrow morning, stay for another night."

"Okay!" Ingret smiled.

———

The next day at Fang Han's villa in Cambridge City, Bogner came to Fang Han's study, sat down and remained silent.

Fang Han looked at him a few times and smiled, "Borgner, what's wrong? He's in such a bad state!"

Bogner was not energetic enough. He was lazy and could not lift his energy. He knew he was in trouble at a glance, and compared with his previous high spirits, he felt like a different person.

Bogner waved his hand and smiled bitterly and refused to speak.

Fang Han waited Luo Ya's man to bring in the tea, took a sip, and asked, "Is it Cia's business?"

"The new Don't have a deep prejudice against me." Bogner put down the teacup and sighed: "He suspected me and deliberately suppressed me!"

Fang Han smiled and said, "Isn't this a common thing in the workplace? Can it stump you?"

Bogner said helplessly: "If ordinary people don't care, my colleagues are not afraid, but he is the boss. I will be led by him directly!"

Fang Han said: "He is looking for trouble?"

"Yes." Bogner nodded and said, "Whenever there is a little mistake, he will criticize me and constantly reduce my authority!"

Fang Han frowned and said, "Why?"

"I want to know why, too." Bogner smiled bitterly.

Fang Han said: "As an intelligence officer, you haven't found out your boss's intelligence?"

"This is a secret." Bogner shook his head and said, "He has too high intelligence authority, I can't find it at all, and I don't know his resume."

"What about his personality?" Fang Han asked.

Bogner shook his head: "He has a changeable personality and is shaking. It's really hard to touch accurately. He is gentle and tough for a while."

"I didn't understand why he was afraid of you?" Fang Han raised his eyebrows: "Isn't you still suspected that you were related to the death of the Director, right?"

Bogner nodded: "It's very likely!"

"Can't work in Cia?" Fang Han asked.

Bogner sighed: "Many people suspect that this matter has something to do with me!"

Fang Han said: "That's when someone deliberately spreads news and wants to force you away, right?"

Bogner's face changed slightly and he pondered: "...It makes sense!"

Fang Han smiled and said, "That's easy to say. What you want to deal with is not your boss, but your colleague!"

Bogner was excited: "I will find him!"

Fang Han waved his hand and smiled, "Don't be anxious, don't look for it now. Just try your best to do your own thing, calm down and wait slowly!"

"Don't look for that guy?" Bogner frowned and looked at Fang Han in confusion.

Fang Han said: "What's the use of finding it?... These external moves are not the key, the key is the result. Be low-key and wait for the opportunity!"

"What opportunity is waiting for?" Bogner still frowned. He could not stand the current environment. His superior regarded him as a thorn in his eyes and forced himself to leave. His colleagues were suspicious and distrustful, and he no longer had respect.

Fang Han said: "Which do you think your abilities rank first in CIA?"

"Well..." Bogner smiled with a proud look: "Although I dare not say that it is first, not many people are better than me."

Fang Han smiled and said, "You are too modest. At present, no one can compare with you in terms of ability and qualifications. Once something really happens, they can't solve it. Do you think you will find you?"

"That's certain!" Bogner snorted.

He was full of confidence in his ability, and with Fang Han as a strong support, he was even more confident, and he wished that such a thing would happen immediately.

Fang Han said: "This is your opportunity. Just seize it and you can get back your disadvantages and let them understand your importance!"

Bogner thought for a while: "Okay, I will hold it back!"

Fang Han smiled and said, "Silence is to accumulate strength and cannot relax your own improvement. You have too many skills and will never be able to learn it in your life."

Bogner nodded: "This is true for intelligence work. More knowledge means more intelligence. I will go back and study hard and not argue with those guys!"

Fang Han said: "Then wait for you to be proud!"

The next month, Fang Han lived a very peaceful life and went to visit Li Tang and Annie Cole. He also went back to Haitian to accompany Qi Hairong. He usually taught at school, studied at home, and became an otaku. The two books were quickly finished and had already entered the publishing process.

Bogner came here once a week and drank and chatted with Fang Han. He was very depressed. He was rejected by his colleagues when he went to work, and was scolded by his boss several times, almost asking him to resign.

Bogner gritted his teeth and endured it. He was so angry that he came to Fang Han to drink and vent his depression. Fang Han advised him a few times, and the relationship between them became deeper and deeper.

One evening, Fang Han had just finished his meal and watched TV on the sofa for a while. Bogner came again, full of energy, and washed away his previous decadence.

Fang Han raised his eyebrows, pointed to the sofa opposite, and smiled and said, "Is there any good news?"

Bogner sat on the sofa with a giggle: "The opportunity is here!"

Fang Han smiled and said, "What good news?"

Bogner snorted: "When a group of terrorists enter the country, there may be a big move. No one dares to take on this job, so they can only find me!"

Fang Han said: "Are you sure?"

"I know this organization very well," Bogner said. "Can I find them!"

"Don't have any problems, otherwise there will be an excuse to get you away." Fang Han said: "This is an opportunity and a risk, be careful."
Chapter completed!