On a cruise ship on the sea outside New York City.
It has been three days since Kang Dinghuang left Longcheng. After he left, he only attended the memorial service for Zhang Qi held in District 1, and he hardly appeared in public for the rest of the time.
He turned off his phone and blocked all communication devices. He just wanted to find a place not related to work and have a good rest.
On the lounge chair, Kang Dinghuang, wearing his bathrobe, stared blankly at the calm sea, letting the sea breeze blow on him.
In the cruise ship cabin, a sweet-looking girl wearing a bikini quietly walked out, stretched out her white and tender hands, and covered Kang Dinghuang's eyes.
Kang Dinghuang grinned and reached out to grab the other person's arm: "I'll dive with you later."
"Hey, what are you thinking about sitting here?" The girl smiled and playfully sat on the sofa next to her, picking up the pillow with both hands and hugging it to her chest.
"I'm not thinking about anything, just daydreaming for a while." Kang Dinghuang responded softly.
The girl's name is Chen Qing. She is 27 years old and comes from a wealthy family. She currently runs a foreign trade company. She has known Kang Dinghuang for five or six years and they are in a romantic relationship.
Chen Qing picked up the fruit on the table and asked in a teasing tone: "Minister Kang, is this hurting your self-esteem?"
Kang Dinghuang looked at her: "What?"
"Kneel down." Chen Qing curled his lips: "Are you upset?"
"Haha." Kang Dinghuang grinned: "What's this?"
"Pretending? Hypocritical!" Chen Qing bit the fruit: "But I think...!"
"No, for me, kneeling down to Li Mingsheng is not a big deal at all." Kang Dinghuang interrupted and replied, "People with simple minds will look at things in an extreme and absolute way. The game between Qingyi Bureau and Li Mingsheng will decide the lives of many people. In this process, who kneels down, who cries, who is elated, and who flees in embarrassment, what does it matter?! When the cannons sounded, four to five hundred Chi soldiers were killed or injured! If kneeling down can solve the problem, then you can ask Zhao Weihu to kneel down a hundred times and he will not refuse."
Chen Qing looked at him: "Hey, you clearly don't want to? Then why are you unhappy? Is it because you lost miserably?"
"I didn't lose, actually." Kang Dinghuang picked up the sparkling water, paused and replied, "Zhao Weihu is trapped in Hualei and dares not move a step: Wen Zhanbo fell, and Li Mingsheng lost the support of the garrison. Although I withdrew from Longcheng, it did not prevent the Qingyi Bureau from carrying out work outside. So in terms of advantages and disadvantages, Li Mingsheng is now more uncomfortable than me. I have no funds, I can apply for it from the higher-ups, but Li Mingsheng has lost his arms business, how can he support so many relationships?"
When Chen Qing heard this, he looked a little puzzled: "Have you figured this out? Why are you still making yourself so depressed?"
"What makes me depressed is why Li Mingsheng was able to manage the relationships of all parties in Longcheng so well in just two years." Kang Dinghuang sighed: "Alas, it is also worth being depressed that even if Li Mingsheng is brought down, will there be another Guo Mingsheng or Wang Mingsheng in the future?"
"What do you mean… !"
"I'm thinking about why the supervision with absolute power failed, and why the more they targeted Li Mingsheng's team, the more vigorous their vitality became!" Kang Dinghuang looked up at the blue sky: "The problem of Longcheng is not the struggle between the two factions in District 1. Li Mingsheng's way of survival is not to find opportunities in the cracks!"
"What is that?"
"Maybe the route is wrong." Kang Dinghuang drank a sip of sparkling water, slowly stood up and walked to the bow, and explained softly: "Who are the people that the supervision will unite? Baolong Group, Huihong Pharmaceutical, and various high-level functional units in Longcheng! To put it bluntly, they are all trying to win over the so-called upper class! They use the method of high control and low control to guide the direction of Longcheng! But will this method really work?"
Chen Qing sneered when he heard this: "Since ancient times, there has been no example of power not uniting the elite class! You have to understand that it is this class that has always controlled the entire society and even the direction of the entire region."
"No, not during special periods." Kang Dinghuang waved his hand: "Simply put, it's usually not the case when you're fighting for the throne, but it is when you're ruling the throne."
Chen Qing was stunned.
"Longcheng is currently in a special period." Kang Dinghuang corrected.
Chen Qing seemed to be thinking about something but did not refute.
"Li Mingsheng's vitality comes from the lower classes." Kang Dinghuang frowned and said, "The corruption problem in Longcheng is too serious. Power departments like the regulatory committee are colluding with capital and using government orders as a tool to make money... At this time, someone jumped out and shouted, I won't be corrupt, I will do things! In the turbulent times, when the struggle between the two parties is so serious, what kind of influence will that have?"
"I think I understand what you mean."
"I think I understand the key to the problem, but I can't find a solution." Kang Dinghuang sighed and said, "Or rather, even if there is a solution, it won't work."
"What method?" Chen Qing asked.
"Kill the Baolong Group, kill Huihong Pharmaceutical, abolish the regulatory committee, and do what you want to do, rob the rich and give to the poor! Suppress the capital and raise the grassroots. Lao Li's problem will be self-defeating." Kang Dinghuang said with murderous eyes.
When Chen Qing heard this, his eyes dimmed: "So you are going to settle accounts with me too."
"Haha." Kang Dinghuang smiled helplessly: "I want to do it, but the problem is that I can't do it. The tragedy of the ruling unit has been repeated ten thousand times in history and will still happen. It is not something that one person can stop."
"Then are you still the director of the Qingyi Bureau?"
"Of course we have to do it." Kang Dinghuang said with his hands behind his back: "… Tragedy is inevitable, but if the result can be deviated from the goal in our hearts, then it can be regarded as achieving the goal."
"Are you still planning to go back?"
"I'm not going back to Longcheng. I can't beat Lao Li anywhere." Kang Dinghuang shook his head: "In other words, once we fight, there may be a military conflict. I don't want to see this happen. I want to go to Sinalo and take another route."
…
Two more days passed.
After Anze City entered the Longcheng Defense Zone, he rejected many invitations and just stayed in his own territory, dealing with the busy work at hand.
It was around four o'clock that afternoon.
An Zecheng had just finished his regular meeting and walked out of the conference room when the staff officer came over and said, "Commander, Su Tianyu from Longcheng is here and wants to meet you!"
An Zecheng paused, and before he could reply, the staff officer added: "The head of the garrison headquarters, Tan Hengqiang's guard commander is here too, and we would like to invite you to Longcheng to attend the reception dinner held for us by the garrison corps."
This is a multiple-choice question with no third option!
What kind of answer will Anze City give