Chapter 609: An Old Chapter That Can't Move An Inch
In the Longcheng Garrison Headquarters, Zhang Ming was sitting on the sofa with one arm hanging, his posture slightly restrained.
A lieutenant colonel staff officer under Tan Hengqiang stretched out his hand to push the tea cup and greeted softly: "President Zhang, drink tea!"
"Hey, thank you." Zhang Ming nodded.
"Well, that's it. Regarding your matter, Minister Kang has already communicated with the commander." The staff officer said euphemistically: "In view of the current situation, we will do our best to ensure your personal safety. If you are willing
, I will arrange accommodation and office space for you at the headquarters."
"Thank you, sorry for bothering you." Zhang Ming secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.
"However, we still have to advance the work of the Coders Association quickly to ensure the stability within the association." The consultant reminded straightforwardly: "It must play a role when necessary."
Zhang Ming was slightly startled.
"If an association with nearly 100,000 members jumps out to oppose Lao Li's rule, it will be a big momentum." Seeing that Zhang Ming did not answer, the consultant immediately pointed out the problem.
"understand!"
"In terms of funding, you can apply with Minister Kang. In the future, he will be running various things on the outside. Inside Dragon City, it will be up to you to take the helm." The staff officer smiled and stretched out his hand: "Thank you!"
"It should be done." Zhang Ming immediately stood up and shook hands with him.
"I'll have someone show you the office soon."
"OK."
…
ten minutes later.
Zhang Ming walked into an unused courtyard in the backyard of the headquarters. The officer under the staff told him a few words, then turned and left.
Zhang Ming stood alone in the courtyard, turning his head and looking around, feeling as if he had eaten shit.
The Qingyi Bureau was kicked out of Longcheng, and the Kang Dinghuang people are no longer here, which means that Zhang Ming's biggest backer in Longcheng has been bulldozed.
This is very disgusting! If Kang Dinghuang hadn't brought the Qingyi Bureau to Longcheng, then Zhang Ming would have felt like he was just a puppet, amassing money in private, sleeping with someone else's second daughter-in-law, etc.
With your pockets full, you can retire successfully if you find an opportunity.
But Kang Dinghuang's arrival directly aroused Zhang Ming's thoughts. He saw an opportunity to get rid of Jing Yan and take charge of power alone, so he resolutely prepared to fight.
But he never expected that the Tsing Yi Bureau would run away as quickly as the matter had just started. There was no one to deal with the mess at the Pier Association, and Zhang Ming's own ambitions were completely exposed in Jing Yan's eyes. Once the other party had a chance,
, must be to get him.
And the most important thing is that if Zhang Ming does not side with Kang Dinghuang, then the relationship between him and Lao Li is not completely without room for relaxation. The Coders Association has nearly 100,000 registered members. For an organization of this size, Lao Li is sure
He hoped to win over Zhao Weihu, but Zhang Ming chose to secretly help Kang Dinghuang succeed in Zhao Weihu's incident. In this way, there was no possibility for the two parties to resolve their feud.
Therefore, Zhang Ming's current situation is that he has no one available, and secretly there are many people who want to kill him. If Kang Dinghuang hadn't thought of him and introduced him to the garrison relationship, then he would be in Longcheng.
There is no longer any place to stand.
Zhang Ming had no choice but to hug Kang Dinghuang and Garrison's thighs and run all the way to darkness.
Sitting alone under the umbrella in the courtyard, Zhang Ming was upset and felt that his chest was extremely tight. He sighed, reached out for his cigarette case, and found that the cigarette was gone.
There is no more helpless moment for a man than this.
"Dip Lingling!"
The phone rang. Zhang Ming squinted and pressed the answer button: "Hello?"
"Dad, Vivian is pregnant." The only son who goes to school in the third district said in a slightly hoarse voice.
Zhang Ming was stunned for a moment; "Ah? Didn't she just get pregnant last month?!"
"...Dad, what are you doing? I'm talking about Vivian, not Lillian!" the son replied with some dissatisfaction.
Zhang Ming held it in for a long time: "I play tongue twisters with you every day?! Then...how can I always get pregnant?"
"Release your nature, please give me some money."
"...!"
"Two hundred thousand is almost enough. It just so happens that I still need to invest some money in the studio." The son said calmly.
"Nezha are you trying to beat? What kind of flow does it cost?"
"I won't tell you anymore. I have to invest some more money in the studio, otherwise my partner won't let me play." The son asked irritably: "Are you going to give it to me?"
"No!" Zhang Ming replied distractedly: "Let me tell you, my current situation..."
"Lao Zhang, don't tell me useless things! When I wanted to participate in professional motorcycle competitions, you refused to let me go. You ruined my dream!" His son shouted loudly: "You don't care about me now? Okay?
, you don’t care about me, I will sign up for the Isle of Man TT competition tomorrow, I am going to pursue wind and freedom!”
Zhang Ming held it in for three seconds: "You'd better crash and die on the Isle of Man. I owe you everything in my previous life!"
"Hurry up and send the money. I will take Vivian to the hospital tomorrow..."
"Xiao Lei, let me tell you, this is the last time. I have been in some trouble recently and the situation is very bad."
"Beep!" The son didn't listen at all and hung up the phone directly.
Zhang Ming sat on the chair, and after being stunned for a long time, he walked into the bathroom in the main building, lowered his head and wanted to rinse his face with the faucet.
I stretched out my hand out of habit and found that I didn't have my right hand anymore.
In an instant, Zhang Ming's tears fell down unconsciously.
That night.
Zhang Ming sat alone in the office and called seven or eight branch presidents of the Coders Association.
At the same time, four military vehicles appeared at the main entrance of the headquarters, and Anzecheng strode into the compound with eight guards and four direct officers.
"Hey, Lao An, it's been such a long time!" Tan Hengqiang, the commander-in-chief of the garrison, came out to greet him personally and extended his palm with a smile on his face.
Anzecheng held the other party's hand and said jokingly: "Commander Tan, from now on I will have to look at your face in Dragon City with just a few people like me!"
"Haha, what are you talking about!" Tan Hengqiang waved his hand and said: "You are from the Imperial City's troops, and you came down with the Emperor's Sword. We can't compare. Come on, come on, let's go in and chat!"
"Okay!" Anzecheng followed him into the headquarters with a smile.
…
Dragon City.
Su Tianyu sat in the car, holding the phone and said to Liming Sheng: "Well, I went, but his staff said that he has important matters tonight and it is not convenient for him to see me."
"Okay, I understand." Liming Sheng nodded.
"Then I'll continue working with the Coders Association."
"Okay." Liming Sheng responded.
Ten minutes later, Li Yuan walked into the office and said softly: "Leader, Anze City went to the garrison headquarters, and Tan Hengqiang personally received him."