Of course, if someone else made such a promise, Zhou Daoqian wouldn't even take it seriously.
Go to Hong Kong Island to attract investment? In these days, many mainland officials have been abroad. They may not even know whether the moon abroad is rounder than the moon in China. They still go to Hong Kong Island to attract investment. Is it possible that they can go out and not be afraid of getting lost?
But when the living bandit said this, Zhou Daoqian had no doubt at all. Although the living bandit was not a good person, he never gave up empty words.
Besides, it is not necessarily impossible for the two businessmen Li and Chen, one of whom is from Singapore and the other from Hong Kong Island, to make the connection and facilitate the deal during the former Fan Dejiang Scenic Area promotion.
"That...this..."
Zhou Daoqian scratched his head a little. Originally, he had no idea what the bandits said and what he said was false.
But this guy smashed such a huge pie, which immediately put him in a dilemma.
"Secretary Zhou, Comrade Yang Jue is leaving. Should the municipal party committee hold a farewell party? What should I say? Comrade Yang Jue, the big steward of the municipal party committee, has been waiting for you for a long time!"
Xue Laosan brought a surprising twist to the topic.
Under the bright light, Zhou Daoqian's goosebumps at the corners of his eyes were tightly wrinkled. He stared at Xue Laosan with his bright eyes for a long time before saying, "It's time to prepare a welcome ceremony. I'll take care of this. You can go to Hong Kong Island with confidence. I wish you the best."
Success is imminent!”
Zhou Daoqian is so powerful that Xue Xiang suddenly pulled out Yang Jue. He immediately understood the meaning. It was nothing more than a reminder to him that Mr. Zhou should not be afraid of taking risks. If Mr. Xue can protect Yang Jue, he will definitely not lose money to you.
Someone Zhou.
If there was no such thing as Yang Jue, Zhou Daoqian would at most regard Xue Laosan's promise as a joke, but if he could mobilize the organization in a short time, the power behind it would be earth-shattering.
In this way, it is equivalent to Xue Laosan putting a safety lock on him, and there is no risk to him, so what else is there to say.
As for whether Xue Laosan would write a bad check because of past festivals, Zhou Daoqian was not worried at all.
Some people, even their opponents, are more trustworthy than their friends!
Xue Laosan was very anxious. After making arrangements with Zhou Daoqian to ask for leave, he resigned and went straight to his small villa in the municipal party committee's family compound.
In more than ten minutes, he made seven or eight calls.
There is something for Su Mei and the little guy. I told them that I have urgent business and need to go on a business trip. I will be back in about a week. I asked the beautiful girls to stay at home, and especially whispered to the little guy to take Xiaobai and take care of them.
Good Sumerians.
Although Xue Laosan had predicted that Qiu Yuejin would not dare to attack blatantly, he was not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. Having Xiao Bai by his side gave him more peace of mind than a special soldier.
After receiving the little guy's confident promise and the Sumei people's sincere entrustment, he called Jiang Fangping, Dai Yubin, Xie Mingao, Jia Sheng and others and told them about their trip.
Without exception, everyone spoke in unison, all speaking against it. It was obvious that in the current situation in Dejiang, the Xue clique only had a slight upper hand. To put it more seriously, it was just a matter of face, and the Huang Siwen clique was still powerful.
Xue Xiang leaving at this time is undoubtedly ruining the situation.
But now, how can Xue Laosan still care about so much? If Xiao Nizi has three strengths and two weaknesses, what is the point of his half-life struggle!
Xue Laosan's reply to everyone was consistent and formatted, saying "I'm just informing you about what to do and what to do with your love. It's up to you to decide." After that, he hung up the phone.
The last call Xue Laosan made was to Qi Rusheng.
On July 1, 1984, at eight o'clock in the evening, Xue Laosan boarded the Black Falcon, a long-range and large-capacity bomber that was the product of the Republic's military revolution, at the simple military airport of the Dejiang Military Division.
The journey from Shuzhong to Pengcheng was long, and ordinary helicopters would inevitably have to stop for refueling. Xue Laosan was so anxious that he refused to delay, so Qi Rusheng urgently dispatched this special bomber for him to fly.
At 7:10 the next morning, the bomber landed at Pengcheng Airport. Xue Laosan got off the plane. Kang Tong drove a Cheetah Jeep and picked up Xue Laosan.
Along the way, Xue Xiang was speechless, leaning back on the car mat and closing his eyes to rest.
Within a few minutes, the car turned into a lush green bamboo forest, and you could already see the sea when you looked up. After a while, you could see Hong Kong Island across the water.
After half a cigarette, he saw soldiers with loaded guns and ammunition stationed at the post. Although he could not see clearly, his six senses were unleashed. Xue Laosan could clearly detect thirteen hidden sentries at different heights among the lush greenery.
The car finally stopped in front of a tall building.
"Third brother, get out of the car. There are intelligence experts and forensic experts inside. If you have any questions, you can refer to their opinions!"
With that said, Kang Tong pulled open the car door where Xue Xiang was seated.
Hearing the words "forensic expert", Xue Laosan's eyebrows became colder again, and the corners of his mouth trembled, but he did not speak out.
Stepping into the building, there are gray buildings everywhere. The colors are very light and there are no doorways. However, deep inside the unusually thick reinforced concrete, it is obvious that there is infinitely powerful cold metal wrapped around it.
After turning around a long corridor, Xue Laosan followed Kang Tong and finally entered a house. To be precise, it was a spacious training hall.
In the hall, Xue Laosan had seen, but had never seen, all kinds of equipment necessary for physical exercise. Dozens of tall, strong, muscular men were working hard on various equipment.
In the northwest corner of the hall, there are several large arenas. On each arena, there are strong soldiers fighting and fighting. Every move is a killing move. There is no such thing as the shouting and shouting in later boxing championships.
When it starts, it is silent, moving like lightning, and powerful like thunder.
Xue Laosan's eyes were as bright as a torch, and he could see the soldiers on the ring. None of them used ordinary military fighting skills, they were all authentic national martial arts.
Xingyi, Bagua, Tai Chi, Sanshou, secret hands that are extremely difficult to see in the outside world, are used here at will. Obviously, this is not an ordinary place.
"Third Brother, this is the fighting training base of our Sharp Sword Brigade. The men on the field, those with gold star hats, are all official members of the Sharp Sword Brigade, and those with red star hats are all alternative players. These people are either from millions of
The first-class experts selected from the field army are either talents collected from the children of folk martial arts families, and a very small number of them are strangers brought from prisons for felons across the country. In short, they are all top murder experts!"
Kang Tong went out of his way and introduced the composition of the Swordsmen in a long paragraph.
Xue Laosan guessed Kang Tong's intention and did not continue, but said, "Where is the person? Go and see."
Kang Tong stepped forward and knocked hard on a wall. A row of digital buttons suddenly appeared on the wall. (To be continued...)