Qin Yu thought about the map carefully and nodded slowly.

"After all, District 8 is the big brother, and their role in Hata is greater than that of you." Chen Jun continued: "If Gu Yan can help this, I will let the garrison troops of District 7 enter the Zangyuan area to guard the Zangyuan area. This location is close to the southwest, facing several major urban areas in District 5, where the troops can advance and retreat."

"What about me?" Qin Yu asked.

"You go to Chuan Mansion." Chen Jun took out his cell phone and slowly called out the map and said, "The south of Chuan Mansion is the old triangle area. You can defend against the more than 20,000 people in the Pu Party's own nest."

"I understand." Qin Yu nodded slowly.

"If the three places in Zangyuan, Chuanfu and border areas are geographically located, Chuanfu is the most ideal place to garrison troops." Chen Jun said softly: "Their places are very suitable for living. The materials in the planning area are relatively sufficient and the economic environment is also good. The most important thing is that there are many people, which can solve the problem of military source."

"Yes, I know that there is a good place." Qin Yu nodded.

"But the place is good and the social environment is very complicated. People running on the ground, private armed forces, and treacherous bosses who are rich and rich are not good at it. If you want to take root there, you have to spend some thoughts." Chen Jun frowned and said, "The most important thing is that the Pu Legion and some forces in the fifth district are infiltrated here, and it is a real place of right and wrong."

Qin Yu was silent for a while, and suddenly asked with a smile: "Why did you throw it to me like such a good place?"

"You need to thrive, but I don't." Chen Jun raised his legs and replied with his palms in his hand: "There is no big difference between my troops stationed in Sichuan Mansion or Zangyuan."

Chen Jun's words sound a bit crazy, but when I think about it carefully, I really didn't brag.

South of the Yangtze River, half of the soldiers and armor have their surnames Chen!

Do people still need to thrive? Is the growth space still in a simple garrison area?

Chen Jun looked at Qin Yu with a smile and continued, "I have great expectations for you. You grow up first, let's do something together."

"Brother Jun, I feel insecure when you are so nice to me." Qin Yu blinked: "I always feel that you want to anal me."

"Haha!" Chen Jun smiled and leaned forward and said, "So, the Shen family in District 9 now can't pee in the same pot as us. In addition, the political environment here is also very complicated. If you grow up and we have this relationship, maybe there will be many choices in the future, it's that simple."

"I understand, Brother Jun!"

"Of course, if you are willing to come to District 7 when you grow up, I will welcome you at any time." Chen Jun wanted to incorporate Qin Yu if he had something to do.

"Haha, let's talk, let's talk." Qin Yu nodded.

"You will get a little surprise when you have a meeting tomorrow." Chen Jun blinked at Qin Yu.

"What surprise? Let's reveal it?"

"You will know tomorrow, haha!" Chen Jun kept it a secret.

...

Fengbei, within the Military Supervision Bureau.

Wu's father looked at the list and frowned, saying, "This job is a bit tricky. The old face must not be able to do it. I want to find a new person."

"Select some from all over the place?" asked the person next to him.

Wu's father smoked: "You can select from various sites, but you must find a new face who has been in the job for less than half a year, otherwise this job will not be able to continue."
Chapter completed!