In the evening, Xu Seoul was sitting in the study at the residence of the Deputy Commander of the Second World War Zone in District 7 and had just finished the phone call.

"Bang!"

The personal adjutant pushed the door and walked in, whispering: "Commander, Mr. Xu is here."

Xu Hancheng looked up, pondered for a while and said, "You can bring him in."

"Okay." The adjutant nodded.

...

Five minutes later.

Xu Hanshan stepped into the study and looked at his elder brother a little haggardly.

"well."

Xu Hancheng stood up and sighed and said, "I answered the phone for a day and had a headache. You sit down, Hanshan."

Xu Hanshan is two years younger than Xu Seoul and belongs to the Chinese generation of the Xu family, so in private the former is called Xu Seoul as the eldest brother. But although they both have the same surname as Xu and are of the same clan, their grandfathers are the relatives, and the blood relationship has become very weak since this generation.

In recent years, the Daxu family and the Xiaoxu family have been very close. In addition to this kind of kinship, they are more just political groups.

After Xu Hanshan sat down, he inserted his palm and said straight to the point: "Brother, the Chen family has come forward to this matter, and Xiaocheng has fallen into the hands of the other side again. With my current situation, it may be difficult to get someone back."

Xu Seoul took a sip of tea and listened quietly.

"I mean, can I let the Second World War Zone communicate? Everything else is easy to say, just take Xiaocheng back first." Xu Hanshan looked at him and frowned and said, "Now in this year, those who do not control soldiers are all weak. If the Second World War Zone comes to communicate, I think the Chen family will definitely respond."

"It's not easy to deal with." Xu Hancheng shook his head slowly: "When the gunfight broke out in the water plant, two regiments of the Chen clique set up checkpoints around to prevent the rescue troops of the Second World War Zone from passing. There was a serious verbal conflict between the two sides. This incident...it's a bit difficult for our Second World War Zone Command to come to Taiwan."

Xu Hanshan was silent.

"The conflict between you and Tiancheng has risen to the First and Second World War Zone, as well as the secret struggles of other factions." Xu Hancheng turned his head to look at him, and said in a plain manner: "If the Second World War Zone Command takes the initiative to ask for people at this time, it would be like surrendering and admitting that it had failed. Do you understand?"

When Xu Hanshan heard this, he unconsciously rubbed his palms.

"The Chen faction has not moved for a long time before, and has been asking Tiancheng to do something on the surface. Now that the card is off, they are just waiting to slap us in the face. So now that the Second World War Zone takes the initiative to provoke the verbal talk, it means that he has put his face in front." Xu Seoul continued: "This is a very stupid behavior in political struggle."

"Haha." Xu Hanshan rubbed his palms and smiled: "I understand what you mean."

"Hanshan, there is only one commander in the Second World War Zone, but there are four deputy commanders." Xu Hancheng sighed again and said, "After all, I am a deputy and commander."

Xu Hanshan pondered for two seconds and suddenly stood up: "Okay, I understand, then I'll solve this matter."

Xu Seoul saw dissatisfaction and anger in his "brother", but he had no choice. Hesheng Company now has banned drugs, which is too dirty and has a difficult future. Xu Cheng is an important part of it. If the Second World War Command spoke at this time, he would probably be covered in shit.

Xu Hanshan is the leader of the district official and enterprise. Can he not know that Xu Hancheng's words meant to shirk it?

It's not interesting to talk anymore.

"Brother, you have a rest first." Xu Hanshan sorted out his clothes and said, "I'll go back and think about how to deal with this matter."

Xu Hancheng stood up and said, "Hanshan, you manage a pharmaceutical company, after all, you have mastered some economic rights and have no political future. If you come down this time, it's nothing. Keep your strength behind for a while, and we have a broader stage!"

Xu Hanshan glanced at him and nodded with a smile: "Yes."

...

Ten minutes later.

Xu Hanshan sat in the car, staring blankly out of the window, and felt a very tired feeling in his heart.

The youngest son Xu Liang was shot in Sichuan Mansion. As a father, Xu Hanshan said that it would be impossible not to hate Qin Yu. But if it were not for Xu Hancheng's secret instructions, the Second World War II Command, and some bigwigs in the party and government circle, he would never have easily moved the natural success.

Everyone knows that the Chen family is standing behind Qin Yu. If there is no capital, then Tiancheng will definitely hit a wall.

But in the conflict, Hesheng Pharmaceutical was just in trouble, and the people standing behind Xu Hanshan ran away in an instant. Xu Hancheng, who was related to him, has now started to play official accent and play tricks.

This political relationship that was extremely indifferent made Xu Hanshan feel inexplicably chill in his heart!

The car slowly drove to the fork in the road. The driver turned around with some anxiety and asked, "Mr. Xu, where are we going?"

Xu Hanshan came to his senses and replied softly: "Go to Ye Zixiao's company."

The strong man in the co-pilot heard this and immediately spoke out to dissuade him: "Mr. Xu, now go to their company, this...?!"

"He's just waiting for me to go." Xu Hanshan replied in a plain manner: "Let's go."

...

An hour later, two cars were stopped at the door of Tiancheng Nanhu Company.

Xu Hanshan took a gun from the car, pushed the door and walked down, and said softly: "Don't bother going up, I'll go see him by myself."

"Mr. Xu..." The strong man in the co-pilot wanted to persuade him.

"It's okay." Xu Hanshan waved his hand and closed the car door. Only one person walked towards Ye Zixiao's company in the cold wind.

...

Top floor of the company.

"Di Lingling!"

A phone call rang, and Ye Zixiao answered it: "Hey?"

"Brother, Xu Hanshan is here, right downstairs."

"…!" Ye Zixiao blinked: "He came by himself?"

"Yes, it's just one person."

"Haha, okay, let him come up." Ye Zixiao replied with a faint smile.

"Let's go up too?" the brother below asked tentatively.

"No, no one needs to come up."

"Brother, he is now a dead end, so it's better for us to keep up." The brother below persuaded him.

"Haha, he is not afraid of any government and enterprise in the region. What's so scary about me, a person wearing straw sandals?!" Ye Zixiao replied with a smile: "You let him come up."

"good."

Downstairs, in the hall.

The core members of the company stood on both sides of the corridor, looking at Xu Hanshan with his hands behind his back, while the latter was steadily walking and climbing the elevator without looking sideways.

Five minutes later.

Ye Zixiao stretched out his hand and pushed open the door, and said with a smile: "Welcome, Mr. Xu!"
Chapter completed!