One day later, at about 9:30 in the morning, Longcheng Fuhai Tea House.
The teahouse has a total of three floors and is decorated in an antique style. The people who come here to drink tea on weekdays are also bosses who are not short of money.
This teahouse also has some official background and is one of the industries under the Dragon City Garrison.
At this time, several military vehicles stopped downstairs, and twenty or thirty soldiers jumped out of the vehicles, quickly lined up in two rows, and stood neatly in front of the door.
Tan Mingchao and Jiang Zheng pushed open the door and walked out. They were both wearing military uniforms and looked very formal.
"Mr. Tan, Mr. Jiang!"
The manager of the teahouse stood bent in front of the door, with a smile on his face: "The private room has been prepared for you two, please come upstairs."
"Yes." Tan Mingchao nodded and took Jiang Zheng upstairs together. The soldiers followed them with neat steps.
Because of the arrangement made in advance, there was no one on the first floor of the teahouse at this time. The quaint Eight Immortals tables were placed in the hall, with only a few waiters leaning next to them, looking at them curiously.
The stairs leading to the upper floor are also made of redwood. They are luxurious and unobtrusive, which suits Tan Mingchao's taste. As he went upstairs, he patiently said to Jiang Zheng beside him: "An Qiqi and I are in this matter.
I have tried my best, and when you talk about it later, you must control your emotions."
Jiang Zheng lowered his head and listened to him without saying a word.
Tan Mingchao continued: "She is different from the administrative faction and people like Su Tianyu. She is trying her best to solve this matter, eliminate the negative impact, and maintain the stability of Dragon City. From a certain perspective, you even
You should thank her."
Hearing this, Jiang Zheng couldn't help it anymore and said with a frown: "After all, she is also Su Tianyu's, what should I thank her for?"
Tan Mingchao heard a trace of dissatisfaction from these words, his face suddenly darkened, and he glanced at Jiang Zheng: "If you are in mood, then don't talk about this matter."
Jiang Zheng saw the other party's displeased expression, his face and tone immediately softened a lot, and he replied: "Oh, brother, I must be here to solve the problem. If it can be settled, it will definitely be the best. No one can
Don’t you want to be stuck all the time! I also want to save my brother, and I don’t have to work with his administrative party.”
After hearing this, Tan Mingchao nodded and looked better.
"Two sirs, this is the room."
The manager led them to the third floor and walked to a private room marked "Bicui Pavilion". They opened the door and stepped in.
The decoration in the private room is also very exquisite, the tables and chairs are all made of sandalwood, and the tea sets on the table are also made of purple sand, all of which are valuable. A large screen blocks the door, with beautiful ink paintings on it, which makes
The level of the entire private room has been improved a lot.
Tan Mingchao and Jiang Zheng sat down, and the manager asked softly: "Sir, what kind of tea do you want to drink?"
Tan Mingchao waved his hand: "Stick to the old rules, go ahead."
"Okay, please wait a moment." The manager nodded and quickly left the private room.
In about ten minutes, the brewed tea was delivered. Since the appointed time had not yet arrived, the two of them drank tea while waiting for An Qiqi.
Outside the private room, because the corridor was relatively narrow, only three or four soldiers were left to guard the outside, while the rest sat in other private rooms waiting.
At ten o'clock sharp, An Qiqi's car stopped downstairs. Wearing a heroic military uniform, she walked into the box with four guards and was guided by the manager.
"Here you go, sit down quickly." After seeing An Qiqi, Tan Mingchao smiled and waved, and at the same time introduced the person next to him: "You have met this one, Jiang Zheng."
"Hello." An Qiqi politely extended his hand to Jiang Zheng.
"Hello." Jiang Zheng stood up, shook hands with An Qiqi, and then sat down together.
After the three people exchanged pleasantries, they were ready to start negotiations.
Not long after, downstairs of the teahouse, two very ordinary cars slowly stopped at a nearby intersection.
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At the same time, in the small town of Srilanka, the People's Army was stationed.
Since the integration with Huatonghui, the size of the station has expanded a lot. Looking around, there are well-trained troops everywhere, including armored vehicles and tanks.
There was even a small airport built in the station, where dozens of armed helicopters were parked, waiting for combat preparations at any time.
Although many buildings have been renovated, the headquarters remains the same as usual, with no changes.
In the commander-in-chief's office, Xin Xiaodong was wearing a military uniform, sitting on the steps in front of the door, gnawing on a piece of watermelon.
Zhao Weihu sat next to him, rolling up his trouser legs and smoking a cigarette. He looked at him and said, "Where are you going to make a fortune?"
Xin Xiaodong raised his head and said jokingly: "Qianlong City Financial Savings, are you going?"
Zhao Weihu smiled: "You kid, you can't even float anymore."
Xin Xiaodong chuckled: "Boss, I will always be your most loyal commander!"
"Stop talking nonsense." Zhao Weihu flicked the ashes of his cigarette and said, "You have all imitated Su Tianyu! Tell me, what do you think will happen this time? Is there going to be any movement in Dragon City?"
"Bang!"
Xin Xiaodong threw the watermelon rind into the iron bucket next to him, wiped his mouth, and responded solemnly: "The main division of our First Army, in cooperation with Lao Fei, mobilized a total of more than 10,000 people, and they marched overnight.
, gather at Haiyan Pit outside Dragon City tonight."
After hearing this, Zhao Weihu looked much more serious.
Xin Xiaodong stood next to him and said softly: "Commander, let me make your assessment. What do you think is going to happen in Dragon City?"
Zhao Weihu thought for a long time and seemed to have guessed what Su Tianyu was thinking. He nodded lightly: "That's right. I'm tired. Let's destroy it."
After saying that, Zhao Weihu put out the cigarette butt, stood up, patted Xin Xiaodong on the shoulder, and said jokingly: "If you really can see the door of Longcheng Financial Savings, leave one for me."
Xin Xiaodong made a gesture: "Euler!"
The two chatted a few more words. After three or four minutes, Xin Xiaodong patted his butt, stood up from the steps, and said to Zhao Weihu: "Commander, I will station troops nearby. Let's go at night!"
Zhao Weihu nodded: "The release order will be issued immediately."
Xin Xiaodong put his legs together and saluted him with a standard military salute: "Yes, Commander!"
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At the same time, Dragon City and the General Bureau.
In the conference room, Su Tianyu stood in front of the table, looking at a Dragon City defense map in front of him, frowning, thinking about something.
Jin Maohui and Fei Pingsheng, who had flown back secretly, were also standing in the conference room, and they were communicating in low voices.
After a while, Su Tianyu raised his head, looked at Fei Pingsheng and said, "That's what it is, let's just settle it."
Fei Pingsheng said with a face of approval: "I think it's okay, and that's all if I think about it again. If you hesitate, you will lose, and it's over, Su Bureau!"