This kneeling lasted from afternoon to evening, from night to early morning, from early morning to dawn! The cold wind at night has been raging, the biting cold has tortured me, and the soreness of my knees has interfered, but sometimes I quietly gaze at the statue-like kneeling figure.
, everyone’s complaints and helplessness can only be suppressed deeply in their hearts. Pao-Book_Bar.8.)
Silence, mourning! Experience, feeling!
In the cold winter night, an indescribable emotion grows in everyone's heart, whether shallow or strong, light or heavy, silently stirring their hearts, letting them know what loyalty and friendship are, and letting them know what loyalty and friendship are.
Know what it means...oppression and majesty!!
The next morning, Di Cheng stood up from the frozen ground, took one last look around the large forest-like cemetery, silently said 'rest in peace', and turned to leave. From getting up to leaving, he did not talk to Yang Jing or the others.
Say the first half of a sentence.
Having truly experienced Di Cheng's strength and cruelty, no one dared to stand up and remained kneeling there. Even if their lips turned purple from the cold or even if they shivered slightly from the cold, no one said a word. Fortunately, everyone present was there.
They are powerful warriors, and even the lowest-ranking captain of ten thousand people has struggled through repeated battles. They can bear the pain and fatigue. It's just that Afu Axing has suffered a lot. Years of serving as servants have already made them tired.
His body became delicate, and before it got dark yesterday, he was already lying on the ground and fainted.
When Ye Wantong walked to Yang Jing's side, she paused deliberately and lowered her voice: "Kneel down for another two hours. After eight o'clock, go back to warm up, drink some ginger soup, and relax. At two o'clock in the afternoon, we will meet at the Lanmei Conference Hall.
.Let everyone be careful, keep a low profile, and don’t make him angry again. Remember, remind them that the afternoon meeting is the focus. Some people may be unlucky, but they can tolerate it. If you have anything, wait until after the meeting.
.Remember!!!”
In fact, Ye Wantong felt a little helpless. She thought that Di Cheng would get angry at the meeting and frighten these guys who couldn't figure out their position. She didn't expect that they would be punished like this just after they walked out of the train station. Especially...
The two cold orders yesterday not only frightened Pei Qiu to the point of weakening her legs, but also shocked her.
"Wantong, speak for us." Yang Jing's pale face was full of bitterness. Who would have thought that a meeting that was full of expectations would turn into this situation.
"Is Mr. Weng here?" Sitting in the car returning to the headquarters, Di Cheng leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes to rest.
Weng Xiaofeng, who was sitting in the passenger seat, said: "Maybe it's because of the winter. My father's health has been very poor recently. He doesn't see any cold wind. He may not be able to make it to this meeting. *www.shu8.com*Bulk! Book. Bar*"
"There will be a meeting in the afternoon. You will record the entire process and report everything to Mr. Weng. You will also relay it to me... I hope he can understand what I am doing."
Weng Xiaofeng quietly looked at Di Cheng through the reflector and said carefully: "I understand, Brother Cheng."
Jin Yixuan wrapped a blanket around Di Cheng and said with heartache: "You need to sleep for a while. Your body is already weak, but you have been so brave that you have been kneeling for a long time."
"It's okay, Xiaofeng. You will go back to the Blue Rose Hotel later and prepare all the things that need to be prepared. Inform Pei Qiu that the Iron Law troops will gather on the top floor. All armed with guns, bullets loaded, and safety on."
Di Cheng's cold voice made Weng Xiaofeng's heart skip a beat, and his calm and indifferent expression gave him a heavy sense of oppression. He didn't dare to ask or refute, so he quickly nodded in agreement.
Jin Yixuan and Ye Wantong quietly looked at each other, and neither of them spoke. Even though they were usually affectionate, they were smart and knew their limits. At least with Di Cheng's current mood, no one was suitable to persuade him.
There was no words all the way. Di Cheng did not go back to Lingshi County and went directly to the conference room on the top floor of the Blue Rose Hotel. He carefully looked through the reports submitted by Weng Xiaofeng, Yu Xiaotian and others, and silently sorted out the ideas and arrangements for the meeting.
Because of Di Cheng's return, T City headquarters was filled with joy and celebration, and all the tribesmen had smiles on their faces. However, the incident at the Cemetery of Heroes was like a strong cold wind, sweeping through the entire T City in a very short period of time.
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From top to bottom, there is a trace of solemnity and depression. The originally magnificent Blue Rose Hotel has become dull and dull in everyone's eyes. It was originally a glorious qualification to participate in the conference, but now it has become a pass to Naihe Bridge, especially in the
After the news spread that a large number of iron-clad troops stationed at the Blue Rose Hotel with guns, everyone's heart was filled with anxiety and uneasiness.
Following Ye Wantong's reminder, Yang Jing and others left one after another after kneeling for two hours, returned to their respective residences to warm up, and rushed to the Blue Rose Hotel before two o'clock in the afternoon.
As a large-scale conference room established by Tianmen, the top-floor conference room of the Blue Rose Hotel has a large area. The layout is simple, serious and gorgeous, and the special semi-surround arrangement makes it easier for participants to communicate. You can follow the top of Tianmen one after another.
After arriving, the conference room was surprisingly quiet, with almost no sound. After everyone found their seats, they all sat there quietly, occasionally quietly looking at Di Cheng who was reading the information carefully in front of him, and
Behind him stood Dahan, who stood tall and erect like an iron tower.
Di Cheng's majesty, Dahan's wildness, and the nearly a hundred gun-wielding men standing against the walls around the conference venue brought a heavy sense of oppression to everyone.
At around 1:30, all the senior officials from Tianmen who received the invitation arrived, and no one was absent!
Di Cheng continued to look through the information, sometimes making circles, sometimes talking to Li Xuanen on the left, sometimes rubbing his forehead and closing his eyes in deep thought, as if he was making some difficult decision.
The sound of needles dropping could be heard in the conference room. These men were usually arrogant and arrogant outside, but now they were like children who had made mistakes, sitting there respectfully, not even daring to express their anger.
...dong...dong...
The clock struck twice in a row at two o'clock on time, hitting everyone's hearts hard and bringing Di Cheng back to reality from his thoughts.
Di Cheng took a breath and looked up at the conference room. His eyes passed over everyone's face in turn. Some of them were familiar and some were unfamiliar. There were a total of sixty-eight people, representing the current upper-level group of Tianmen!
After watching quietly for a moment, Di Cheng leaned back on his seat and tapped his fingertips on the table unconsciously.
Once, twice, three times...
It was like a small hammer, gently beating on everyone's heart, causing the blood to flow backwards and sluggishly.
"I heard...Tianmen has been...not in harmony lately?" Di Cheng finally spoke, his voice was quite gentle, but what he said made everyone present secretly grin. This opening statement was not a good sign, and his head was already bowed.
Even the number two figures like Yang Jing did not dare to look directly at Di Cheng.
The atmosphere in the conference room was extremely depressing from the beginning.
"Is there something wrong with our Tianmen? Some people seem to have more or less conflicts among themselves. Some people seem to be keen on contradicting orders from their superiors. Some people seem to ignore the authority of the top leaders of Tianmen. Some people...
...What do you want to do?!" Di Cheng's deep eyes flashed with sharpness, shooting into everyone's hearts like a sharp arrow.
"Who wants to get up and talk?" Di Cheng took a sip of the cooled tea and said casually: "Today is a rare opportunity. It's hard to sit together. Everyone can say whatever they want and say what they want. Come on.
,who goes first?”
The venue was silent, and in this atmosphere, no one had the courage to stand up.
Li Xuanen coughed a few times to break the dullness and depression, and said with a smile: "Today is a symposium, not a trial. There is no need to make it so heavy. Drink tea first, moisten your throat, and say whatever you want.
You are all the pillars of Tianmen. If you don’t dare to speak out, who of the people below will dare to offer opinions?
Everyone, please be active. As long as it is helpful to the development of our Tianmen, feel free to put it forward. Today I am the recorder. Everyone's opinions will be sorted into the files of the War Readiness Department. I will make a statement here first. Whoever puts forward the best opinions
, can provide additional rewards, and can also be used as a bonus point item in political performance assessment."
"I'll do it first." Yang Jing composed himself and said: "Some time ago, due to Brother Cheng's disappearance and the hospitalization of many high-level officials, there was a lack of personnel at the decision-making level. There were some problems in coordination and command in all aspects, so that within the gang,
It inevitably caused chaos and caused certain losses. Fortunately, Brother Cheng came back in the end. Anyway..."
"I'll take back what I said later. Today is not a celebration, it's a decision-making meeting. The question I just asked was... to give advice! Who comes first?!" Di Cheng interrupted directly, with an obviously stiff tone, not talking about Yang Jing.
It has been softened by his identity, and it clearly shows his attitude and determination today.
Yang Jing was choked and couldn't help but grin, and wisely chose to remain silent. The others were already nervous, but now they were even more uneasy, and they saw Di Cheng's strength again.
Normally, a giant like Yang Jing would be exactly what he said, domineering and mighty. In everyone's mind, he would have a tyrannical image like a god of war. But today, in front of Di Cheng... he lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes.
Like a child.
What is this? This is the true majesty!
"Give me another chance. Let you speak first. Talk about today's situation, the hidden dangers, and analyze the causes of the problems and possible solutions. Whoever raises the issue well will be considered to have the right to pardon once, and whoever raises the issue poorly will have the right to pardon.
, will not be blamed, and will also receive the right to pardon once.
Listen clearly, this opportunity is rare and only comes once. If you don't mention it, when it comes out of my mouth, the way things are handled may be very different. The last time, who goes first?"
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