Fifteen minutes later, Tan Mingchao's car arrived at the gate of the First Army's headquarters. It was already dark, and the entrance to the military headquarters was lit up with dazzling lights.
Two private cars were parked outside the yard. An Qiqi had already arrived, but to Tan Mingchao's surprise, Yu Mingyuan was also there, sitting in the car smoking.
"Ming Dynasty! Baby!"
Both parties got off the car together. An Qiqi was the first to say hello, and Wawa immediately came over and stood beside her.
Tan Mingchao also got out of the car and held out his hand to Yu Mingyuan who was standing beside him: "It's been a long time since we last met."
Yu Mingyuan looked unhappy, threw away the cigarette butt and held out his hand: "Alas, I don't want to meet in this way either."
The two shook hands, and Tan Mingchao advised: "I will go in and communicate with General Jiang Yuanzhen on behalf of the headquarters. Don't worry about this matter, stabilize Su Tianyu. Baby, you stay here for now."
Everyone nodded, and Tan Mingchao, accompanied by two guards, quickly entered the military compound.
…
About five minutes later, Tan Mingchao was invited to the office of the commander of the First Army.
The guard knocked gently on the door and opened his mouth to report: "Commander, Master Tan is here."
"Come in!"
After hearing what was coming from inside, the guard pushed open the door of the office.
“Crash!”
A noisy sound of shuffling cards was heard immediately. Tan Mingchao walked in and saw Jiang Yuanzhen, who was wearing a military uniform and playing cards with Commander Yang of the 7th Division of the garrison and their chiefs of staff.
The Seventh Division was not in the battle sequence of Jiang Yuanzhen's army, but belonged to other troops. At this moment, the two of them were sitting together, which made Tan Mingchao feel a little annoyed.
"Little Chicken!"
"bump!"
"Again? Lao Jiang, you are so lucky tonight! Ouch, the young master is here."
"I'm really lucky tonight." Jiang Yuanzhen turned his head to look at Tan Mingchao while playing cards and said with a smile, "My nephew is here?"
When Tan Mingchao heard this address, he frowned slightly, and a flash of displeasure flashed across his eyes. He walked to Jiang Yuanzhen's side and said in a calm tone: "Uncle Jiang, are you so free today?"
"Thirty thousand!"
Jiang Yuanzhen casually played a card and said, "Old Yang from the Seventh Division and I just had a joint defense meeting. Everyone's still here, so we just played a few hands. Nephew, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Tan Mingchao glanced at the officers present and said, "Uncle Jiang, don't you know what I want to talk to you about?"
"Red center!"
Jiang Yuanzhen threw out another card, then turned his head and looked at Tan Mingchao: "What's the matter? I really don't know."
Tan Mingchao knew he was pretending, but he could only adjust his mood and reply: "Then I'll be frank. Xiao Zheng messed with Kong Zhenghui from the Huatong Society, and the matter that was originally going to be ended was pushed forward again."
"ah… "
After listening to this, Jiang Yuanzhen did not respond immediately. He played two more cards before he said, "Is this matter over? After my nephew Xiaowei went in, there was no explanation. How could it be over?"
Tan Mingchao frowned slightly. Seeing this, Commander Yang, who was sitting next to him, said softly, "Let's talk about business. Let's stop playing for now."
The other three people stood up and walked to the sofa next to them and sat down.
Jiang Yuanzhen was still sitting at the mahjong table. He stretched out his hand and picked up the last card. He rubbed it vigorously in his hand for a long time. His face suddenly changed: "Fuck, fishing for the moon in the bottom of the sea, all the same color!"
“Bang!”
The last card was slapped on the table, and Jiang Yuanzhen pushed his cards down, shook his head and said, "You old guys, I'm going to win big soon, and you don't want to play anymore."
"This one's mine. I'll accompany you." Commander Yang replied calmly.
Jiang Yuanzhen took out a cigarette, lit it, and then talked about business again: "Nephew, don't worry about this matter. Let our First Army handle it."
Tan Mingchao suppressed his anger and said, "Uncle Jiang, I don't want to get involved, but Xiao Zheng really went too far! It will lead to a breakup between us and the administrative faction ahead of time. In this way, we will be pushed away and have no room for choice!"
Jiang Yuanzhen smiled and said, "Oh, I understand what you said. But it's not like that. I've already told you the specific reasons last time. Let's not talk about it today. Now is the right time. Let's go have a meal together."
As he spoke, Jiang Yuanzhen stood up, patted Tan Mingchao on the shoulder, then put his hands behind his back and was about to walk out.
Seeing that he was still laughing, Tan Mingchao simply said, "Uncle Jiang, I am here to represent the attitude of the headquarters."
Hearing this, Jiang Yuanzhen stopped and looked back at Tan Mingchao, still smiling: "I didn't see anyone coming from the headquarters either? How about this, you go call your dad and ask him to tell me in person."
Tan Mingchao frowned.
Jiang Yuanzhen stared at him and said word by word, "If you ask me, our Commander Tan knows better than anyone else that everyone has risked their lives for him for so many years, how can he not protect his brothers?! Do you think he can?"
Tan Mingchao was choked and speechless.
The smile on Jiang Yuanzhen's face gradually disappeared, and his voice became more serious: "My nephew, I have to say a few words to you. You keep saying that the contradictions are intensifying, and you keep saying that you are afraid of a breakup... I don't understand why there must be room for choice? Why must we be passive? If we can talk about this, then talk. If we can't talk, then fight! Military unification administrative faction, let's push Commander Tan to be the chief of Longcheng's military and political affairs!"
Tan Mingchao clenched his fists, and a feeling of anger at being ignored rose in his heart. He was silent for a long time, and said in a low voice: "Are you determined to deal with it this way?"
Jiang Yuanzhen resumed his previous smiling face, and said with his hands behind his back: "My nephew, this is just a small matter, you don't have to take it to heart, just let the people below do it. Let's go and have dinner together."
Tan Mingchao said expressionlessly, "I won't eat anymore. I have to go back to the headquarters to report. I'll try my best to communicate with the administrative department."
Jiang Yuanzhen smiled and said, "You want to go? I'll see you off."
Tan Mingchao waved his hand: "Please stay and continue playing mahjong."
Jiang Yuanzhen's legs seemed to be rooted to the ground. He had no intention of seeing him off. He just watched Tan Mingchao turn around and leave the office.
Upon seeing this, Commander Yang sighed softly: "Alas, Old Jiang, you have offended the young commander."
Jiang Yuanzhen put away his smile and said with a gloomy face: "What can I do? He is my own nephew. If I don't fight for him, am I going to watch him being shot?"
Lao Yang still wanted to persuade: "Then this matter..."
Jiang Yuanzhen waved his hand to interrupt him: "The administrative faction is waiting for their attitude, and we are also waiting for their attitude. What the hell is the point? If it keeps dragging on like this, friends will not be friends, relatives will not be relatives, and we will not be able to accomplish anything! Okay, stop talking, let's go eat!"
Seeing this, Lao Yang stopped trying to persuade them. Several people stood up and followed Jiang Yuanzhen to the cafeteria.
…
Tan Mingchao left the office and waited in the yard for three or four minutes, smoking a cigarette quietly. The soldiers next to him did not dare to disturb him.
After he finished smoking, the slightly angry expression on his face disappeared, replaced by a calmness.
Tan Mingchao returned to the gate and met Yu Mingyuan and others who were waiting there.
"Ming Chao, how did the talks go?" An Qiqi asked hurriedly.
Tan Mingchao said softly, "This matter may require negotiation. Their demand is to release Lu Guangwei. You go back first. I will go back to the garrison headquarters right away to talk to my father."
Hearing this, Yu Mingyuan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said, "This Jiang Yuanzhen is too arrogant. He doesn't even take you, the prince of the garrison commander, seriously. What does he want to do?"
Tan Mingchao was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand and said, "Okay, you don't have to add fuel to the fire. I know what's going on."