The next day, no media in District 9 did not report the Army fight last night. The Academy Academic Affairs Office, the State Police Bureau, and the Police Station all suppressed the incident in a tacit understanding. This news was limited to the "communication" of internal circles.

It was past two o'clock in the afternoon.

The people from the Sha family took their officers, Sha Xuan and others out of the school and returned in a low-key manner in a private car.

Sha Xuan was locked up in the Academic Affairs Office for a night last night and had already sobered up. After returning home and taking a shower, his father called him to the study.

The father and son looked at each other for a while. Sha Zhongxing looked at Sha Xuan with bruises on his face and lowered his head, like a damaged seed, and was speechless for a long time.

"Dad, I really don't blame me..." Sha Xuan wanted to speak.

Sha Zhongxing intervened and looked at him and asked, "Do you know why Lu Jia went to the party last night?"

Sha Xuan didn't understand this at the scene last night, but he was locked up all night. No matter how stupid he was, he must have figured out some things: "...I know, Lu Jia went to the party because he deliberately fired the fire."

Sha Zhongxing was relieved when he heard this, because he was really afraid that Sha Xuan would not know the whole sentence.

"Since you know, what else are you making trouble with him?" Sha Zhongxing asked.

"He mentioned my elder brother and said that the General Affairs Office of the Military Affairs Department gave us a lot of places. It was the reason why my elder brother died, and he was finding a balance." Sha Xuan lowered his head and replied, "I was angry for a moment, and I couldn't help it."

"You are a brigade commander, not a gangster on the ground. You have to draw your knife when you get angry?" Sha Zhongxing frowned and said, "When you go on a career, you can't bear what ordinary people can't bear. This is the basic quality. You can't even understand this. What else can you do?!"

"Dad, I was wrong." Sha Xuan lowered his head and replied.

"You are about to be thirty years old," said Sha Zhonghang lightly: "There is not much time to mess around. Next month, I will transfer your 137th Brigade to Zangyuan to change defense. The situation there is very complicated. I will give you two years of experience. If you can't achieve results, then it will be over until you get to the colonel. If you turn around, you hand over the military power and I will transfer you to a civilian unit."

Sha Xuan was stunned.

"Your brother is gone, I'm about to be sixty years old," Sha Zhongxing said this, his eyes a little sad and helpless: "You should also take on some things."

Sha Xuan Hu returns to Hu, but he is still a sentimental person. He looked at his father's expression and listened to his words. After a long silence, he nodded: "Dad, I will do it well when I arrive in Zanghara."

"Go." Sha Zhongxing waved his hand.

"Please take a rest." Sha Xuan turned and left.

"well."

The president of Sha Zhong sighed, turned his head and looked out the window, his eyes a little desolate. His two sons, both received higher education and grew up in a very favorable political environment. They must be stronger than the descendants of ordinary people's families, because their vision, ability, resources, and these things can pile up "normal products" into "middle products".

However, in terms of the military and political status of the Sha family, it is obviously not good to cultivate two middle-class people. Sha Xuan may have the ability to be the leader, but Sha Zhongxing wants a general and a new generation of leaders in military and political affairs. He could only pray that Sha Xuan would get to know Zangyuan as soon as possible.

After a while, the staff officer of the Sha Division walked into the study and whispered: "Deputy Commander, will the incident last night really make a real fire?"

Sha Zhongxing pondered for a while: "Let's leave this to Lao Shen to deal with, let's not express our opinions."

"Yes." The General Staff nodded.

...

On the southwest coastline, in a boarding shop in Pulai Harbour.

Lin Chengdong was sitting next to the shabby round table drinking tea and was talking to Jiang Xue.

"I heard that the female military advisor from our Sichuan Mansion has left?" Jiang Xuewen.

"Yes." Lin Chengdong nodded.

"Oh." Jiang Xue sighed: "Why didn't Boss Qin keep such a rare talent?"

"There are many things here, you don't know, and I don't know." Lin Chengdong replied softly: "But it's better to leave. If you are no longer in this circle, you can be much more brisk."

Jiang Xue took a sip of tea: "That's right."

"Hey, do you want to come to Sichuan Mansion?" Lin Chengdong asked with a smile: "If you are interesting, Boss Qin can ask you to come with just one word."

Jiang Xue smiled and said, "I want to go, but now is not the time. There is no hurry to do this. Anyway, Gu and Chuan Mansion are also iron alliances wearing pairs of pants, which will not affect our work together."

"Okay, when did you want to come? I'll tell you to Boss Qin for help."

"No problem." Jiang Xue nodded, looked at Lin Chengdong with interest and asked, "Miss Yu is gone, the position of the first staff member of the Sichuan Mansion is the one you must belong to."

"Let's divide the direction." Lin Chengdong replied softly: "I, Zhou Zheng and Xu Yang, may be mainly responsible for the Yan Island."

"Brother, I will take off in the future, don't forget me." Jiang Xue is an old man: "We have been together in the EU and fought against Nanhu for life and death."

"Haha." Lin Chengdong smiled: "I'm not very interested in fighting for power and profit. It doesn't matter where Xiao Yu gives me."

"Is this against my will?" Jiang Xue was a little disbelief.

"It's true." Lin Chengdong looked at him and replied: "I'm so attentive about the matter on Yan Island because I can't get over it and have obsessions."

Jiang Xue knew a little about Lin Chengdong's past, so he nodded as if he understood.

"Dongdong!"

While the two of them were talking, a knock on the door sounded.

Jiang Xue turned around and winked at the military personnel at the door.

A young man stood up, walked to the door and pulled the door open. He glanced outside for a few seconds before leading the knocker into the room.

"Director Jiang, Mr. Lin." The person who came in was a middle-aged man wearing a thick sheepskin coat and looked similar to a businessman who was mixed with the ground.

"Sit." Jiang Xue waved his hand.

Middle-aged man walked over and sat on a chair.

"Has the news leaked?" Jiang Xuewen.

"It has only leaked out twice." The middle-aged man whispered: "There is too strict. The workers arranged by Mr. Lin rarely have the opportunity to contact the outside world... I specially arranged two operators on the ship that sent supplies, and I have only received two messages at present."

"The channel for delivering this news needs to be spread out." Lin Chengdong frowned and said, "In this way, I will give you a direction and let the people on the supply ship do this..."

Indoor quiet, Jiang Xue, Lin Chengdong, and the contactor who was responsible for the message transmission sat together and began to lay the foundation for future actions.

...

Fengbei.

Wu Di sat in the car, turned his head and asked at Ma Lao Er, "Do you think I'm going to contact Lu Jia, or do you want to contact me?"

"I'm right." Ma Lao Er thought for a while and replied: "My position is clear. If he can see me, he can see you too."
Chapter completed!