A day later, around 9:30 in the morning, at Longcheng Fuhai Teahouse.
The teahouse is three stories high and decorated in an antique style. The people who come here to drink tea on weekdays are all wealthy bosses.
This teahouse also has some official background and is one of the industries under the Longcheng garrison.
At this time, several military vehicles stopped downstairs, and thirty or so soldiers jumped out of the vehicles, quickly lined up in two rows, and stood in front of the door in an orderly manner.
Tan Mingchao and Jiang Zheng pushed the door open and walked down. Both of them were wearing military uniforms and looked very formal.
"Mr. Tan, Mr. Jiang!"
The manager of the teahouse stood in front of the door, bending over, with a smile on his face: "The private room has been prepared for you two, please go upstairs."
"Yes." Tan Mingchao nodded and took Jiang Zheng upstairs. The soldiers followed behind them in neat steps.
Because they had made reservations in advance, there were not many people on the first floor of the teahouse. A number of quaint eight-person tables were placed in the hall, with only a few waiters standing by, looking at them curiously.
The staircase leading to the upper floor was also made of redwood, luxurious yet unobtrusive, which suited Tan Mingchao's taste. As he went upstairs, he patiently said to Jiang Zheng beside him: "An Qiqi and I have done our best in this matter. When you talk about it later, you must control your emotions!"
Jiang Zheng lowered his head and listened to him without saying anything.
Tan Mingchao went on to say, "She is different from the administrative faction and Su Tianyu. She is trying her best to resolve this matter, smooth out the negative impact, and maintain the stability of Longcheng. From a certain perspective, you should even thank her."
Hearing this, Jiang Zheng couldn't help himself and said with a frown: "After all, she is also Su Tianyu's person, why should I thank her?"
Tan Mingchao heard a hint of dissatisfaction from these words, and his face suddenly darkened. He glanced at Jiang Zheng and said, "If you are upset, then let's not talk about this matter anymore."
Jiang Zheng saw the other party's unhappy expression, and his face and tone immediately eased a lot. He replied: "Hey, big brother! I am definitely here to solve the problem! If it can be settled, it will definitely be the best. No one wants to be in a stalemate! I am also here to save my brother, not to go against his administrative party."
After hearing this, Tan Mingchao nodded and his expression became better.
"My lords, this is the room!"
The manager led them to the third floor and walked to a private room with the name "Bitui Pavilion" written on it. They opened the door and walked in.
The decoration in the private room is also very exquisite. The tables and chairs are made of sandalwood, and the tea sets on the table are also made of purple sand, all of which are very valuable. A large screen blocked the door with beautiful ink paintings on it, which made the whole private room more upscale.
Tan Mingchao and Jiang Zheng sat down, and the manager asked softly, "What would you like to drink, sirs?"
Tan Mingchao waved his hand: "It's still the old rules, go ahead."
"Okay, please wait a moment." The manager nodded and quickly left the private room.
About ten minutes later, the brewed tea was served. Because the agreed time had not yet arrived, the two drank tea while waiting for An Qiqi.
Outside the private room, because the corridor was narrow, only three or four soldiers were left guarding outside, and the rest sat in other private rooms waiting.
At ten o'clock, An Qiqi's car stopped downstairs. She was wearing a heroic military uniform, accompanied by four guards, and walked into the box under the guidance of the manager.
"Come on, come and sit down." After seeing An Qiqi, Tan Mingchao smiled and waved his hand, while introducing the person next to him: "Have you met this person, Jiang Zheng."
"Hello." An Qiqi extended her hand politely to Jiang Zheng.
"Hello." Jiang Zheng stood up, shook hands with An Qiqi, and then sat down together.
After exchanging greetings, the three men prepared to start negotiations.
Not long after, downstairs of the teahouse, two very ordinary cars slowly stopped at a nearby intersection.
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At the same time, in the small town of Sri Lanka, the Human Min Army is stationed.
Since the merger with the Huatong Society, the size of the base has expanded again. Looking around, there are well-trained troops everywhere, armored vehicles, and tanks are all available.
Even a small airport was built at the base, with dozens of armed helicopters parked there, ready to be deployed for combat at any time.
Although many buildings have been renovated, the headquarters remains the same as before with no changes.
In the commander-in-chief's office, Xin Xiaodong, wearing a military uniform, sat on the steps in front of the door, crunching a piece of watermelon.
Zhao Weihu sat next to him, with his trouser legs rolled up and a cigarette in his mouth. He looked at him and said, "Where are you going to make money again?"
Xin Xiaodong looked up and said jokingly, "Ganlongcheng Financial Savings, are you going there?"
Zhao Weihu smiled and said, "You kid, you can't even float anymore."
Xin Xiaodong chuckled: "Boss, I will always be your most loyal commander!"
"Stop talking nonsense." Zhao Weihu flicked the ash off his cigarette. "You all learned bad things from Su Tianyu! Tell me, what do you think is going on this time? Is there going to be any movement in Dragon City?"
“Bang!”
Xin Xiaodong threw the watermelon rind into the iron bucket next to him, wiped his mouth, and responded solemnly: "The main force of our First Army, in cooperation with Lao Fei, a total of more than 10,000 people are all dispatched! And they are marching overnight, and will assemble at Haiyankeng outside Longcheng tonight."
After listening to this, Zhao Weihu's expression became much more serious.
Xin Xiaodong leaned over to him and whispered, "Commander, let me ask you to evaluate. What do you think is going to happen in Longcheng?"
Zhao Weihu thought for a long time, and seemed to have guessed Su Tianyu's thoughts, and nodded gently: "That's right. I'm tired, let's destroy it."
After saying that, Zhao Weihu put out his cigarette, stood up, patted Xin Xiaodong on the shoulder, and said jokingly: "If you can really see the door of Longcheng Financial Savings, please leave one for me."
Xin Xiaodong gestured: "Ola!"
The two chatted for another three or four minutes. Xin Xiaodong patted his butt, stood up from the steps, and said to Zhao Weihu: "Commander, I will stay nearby. Let's go tonight!"
Zhao Weihu nodded: "The release order will be issued immediately."
Xin Xiaodong put his legs together and saluted him in a standard military salute: "Yes, Commander!"
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At the same time, in Longcheng, Quantong Bureau.
In the conference room, Su Tianyu stood in front of the table, looking at a map of Longcheng's defenses in front of him, his brows furrowed, thinking about something.
Jin Maohui and Fei Pingsheng, who had secretly flown back, were also standing in the conference room, and the two were talking in low voices.
After a while, Su Tianyu raised his head, looked at Fei Pingsheng and said, "That's the way it is. Let's just leave it at that."
Fei Pingsheng said with approval: "I think it's okay! Think about it again! Hesitation will lead to failure, it's all over, Director Su!! "