Lu Zhen picked up Yuan Biao alone at the casino, and the two left in a car.
The car got further and further away from the city, and the surrounding scenery became more and more desolate. Yuan Biao kept observing the surrounding scenery and did not say a word.
About an hour later, the car stopped in front of a secluded compound. It was surrounded by wild fields and desolate, with only weeds as far as the eye could see.
A high wall was built around the compound, like an iron barrel. Yuan Biao looked up and saw that there were soldiers patrolling the high wall.
A sentry post was built outside the gate of the courtyard, blocking the road leading to the courtyard. However, these buildings looked old and old.
Lu Zhen took out an ID and handed it to the soldier blocking the road.
The sentry was very strict. Not only did they check the documents, but they also used professional equipment to scan Lu Zhen's facial recognition to compare the identity in the database.
"Ding!"
After passing the inspection, the red light in front of the door turned green.
The soldier waved his hand, and the metal lifting pile built on the ground lowered to let the car pass.
As the car drove deeper into the compound, Yuan Biao saw rows of bungalows. Those bungalows looked like warehouses, with some doors locked and some brightly lit.
Not far away, a group of soldiers were moving military supplies quickly and seemed to be assembling something.
In the area on the left side of the yard, some engineers were building radio stations overnight.
Yuan Biao couldn't help but beat his drum in his heart. Seeing this battle, the difficulty of this mission far exceeded his imagination.
Moreover, he could probably guess which force this secret base was built to target.
"Squeak."
The car quickly stopped in front of a long barracks. Lu Zhen took Yuan Biao out of the car, and the two soldiers standing guard simultaneously saluted Lu Zhen.
Lu Zhenchong nodded to them and walked towards the barracks.
When you open the door, you will see rows of standard iron beds. Although they are very simple, they are all very clean.
There are about forty or fifty beds in total, and there is a small cabinet next to each bed. It looks like a dormitory.
Lu Zhen stopped, opened his arms, and gestured to the surrounding environment: "How is it here?"
Yuan Biao looked around and said in a deep voice: "Looking at this scene, why do I feel that the price is going to be lower this time?"
Lu Zhen turned to look at him, and his voice was a little serious: "Let me tell you this, if you have done your job, it will not only be a monetary gain. Those things you did in the past can also be forgotten. When the time comes, you
You can also go back to your original unit."
Yuan Biao waved his hand: "Okay, stop brainwashing me, I just want to talk to you about money now."
Lu Zhen paused and said directly to him: "It's okay to just talk about money. If you succeed in this matter, the commission you get will at least be able to buy an island in South Africa and spend the rest of your life with a group of women you like."
Yuan Biao said calmly: "Okay, I believe it. I will do the work, but you have to pay the money you promised me in one lump sum. We will discuss the subsequent price."
Lu Zhen said without hesitation: "No problem. This is the place I prepared for you alone. When your brothers arrive, let them live here. I will help you with the passes and procedures. In action
Don't go anywhere before, wait for my order."
Yuan Biao nodded: "ok."
After the two discussed the price, Lu Zhen reached out and patted Yuan Biao's arm: "Let's go, I'll take you to meet the person in charge of the base."
"good."
Yuan Biao followed Lu Zhen out of the barracks and walked to another area.
On the way, Yuan Biao looked at the environment in the barracks and said softly: "Xiaoyan has a very cold personality and doesn't like to talk to me very much."
Lu Zhen was stunned.
Yuan Biao glanced at him, smiled and said, "You are a pretty woman."
"...!"
Lu Zhen looked at him, nodded slowly, and said nothing more.
…
At the same time, Wens Logistics Co., Ltd.
It was already nine o'clock in the evening, but the workers in the compound were still busy, going back and forth, carrying goods to the trucks parked outside.
In the office upstairs, Wen Xiaorou made tea, took An Qiqi and her baby, and sat on the sofa chatting.
After chatting for a while, Wen Xiaorou took the baby's hand and asked softly: "You are very busy now, right? You are getting married, so you must have a lot to do."
"Yeah, I'm so busy..." the doll echoed.
Yu Mingyuan sat aside and said nothing, listening to the three of them talking with a smile.
He really likes this kind of atmosphere. As long as he can live a good life like this, he will be happy from the bottom of his heart.
At this moment, An Qiqi turned around and rolled his eyes at him: "We women are chatting, what are you, a grown man, doing sitting here? Go, do what you have to do, just do your business."
Yu Mingyuan smiled: "Okay, you guys chat while I finish the rest of the work."
After saying that, he stood up and walked out of the office, closing the door.
Wawa turned to Wen Xiaorou and said, "Sister-in-law, you should have noticed that I came here to urge the marriage. How about we hold a wedding together?"
Wen Xiaorou clenched her hands into fists, rubbed her knees gently, and said after a long silence: "I actually didn't think so quickly..."
Wawa said very sensibly: "I know that the incident before has not passed in your heart. It is not your fault. I am also a woman, and I understand the feeling. But having said that, you have also seen that my brother is now
It’s not the same as before. Now that you are all older, married, and having children, we are a family and can be more stable. In this way, we, the younger generations, can be considered as supporting the two families.
Let your parents explain it to you."
After a pause, Wawa grabbed Wen Xiaorou's hand and said sincerely: "I have also talked to my brother about Uncle Wen. The relationship between Longcheng and District 1 is not so relaxed now, but he will find a way to put it together.
Uncle Wen should bring him back as soon as possible. He has this matter in mind. I have talked to them all, including my aunt and my uncle, and will try my best to help."
Wen Xiaorou stared at the baby's face and couldn't help but said: "You are different from before, you have really grown up."
The doll also expressed a lot of emotion: "After so many years, my family has gone through so many things, how can it be that we haven't grown up yet? To us, we are all relatively pitiful women. I really hope that we can have a wedding together."
, it’s so lively that it washes away all the unpleasantness from the past!”
Wen Xiaorou thought for a while and said a little teasingly: "Haha, this is my second marriage... It's not very auspicious..."
The doll leaned on her again and held her arm: "I think it's good! You get remarried, we get married, it's a double happiness, everyone is happy!"
An Qiqi saw that Wen Xiaorou's attitude was a little loose, so she struck while the iron was hot and advised from the side: "Sister-in-law, let's get married again. There is no point in delaying it like this. We also hope that you and my brother can live well together. In my heart
, you have always been my sister-in-law."
Wen Xiaorou was silent for a long time and said to the two of them: "Okay, I agree. You can ask your brother to talk to me later."
…
Twelve o'clock in the evening, Tsing Yi Bureau compound.
In a very dark room, a group of people stood in the middle of the room with their hands behind their backs.
They were wearing military uniforms without armbands, some were tall or short, most of them had Chinese faces, and there were about 20 people in total.
At this time, everyone looked very serious, standing there motionless with their chin held high.
After waiting for a long time, the door was pushed open and Kang Dinghuang walked in slowly.
He glanced at these people and said softly: "Everyone, the awakening plan has officially begun."
"Snapped!"
Everyone put their legs together and saluted him with a military salute.