At around nine o'clock in the evening, after having a drink, Tan Hengqiang and An Zecheng returned to the headquarters.
In the lounge, Tan Hengqiang took off his coat and handed it to the guard captain, then bent down and sat on the bed, and picked up the stomach-nourishing soup that the other party had prepared for him.
"Commander, do you want to call someone over tonight?" The guard captain asked in a low voice immediately after hanging up Lao Tan's clothes neatly.
Tan Hengqiang glanced at the other person and said, "No, I'm tired."
Old Tan has countless properties in Longcheng, and he can't even remember how many properties he has under his name. However, he seldom goes home in recent years. Although he has a wife, their marriage has long been in name only, and he usually lives in the headquarters.
Lao Tan has three hobbies: power, women, and raising precious animals, but he does not flaunt these hobbies. The small garden is usually only for himself and his friends to watch, and he always closes the door when he has sex with women, enjoying the pleasure alone, and has never lost his composure in public.
When Lao Tan was about to take a rest after taking off his coat, a guard walked in from outside the door and called softly, "Commander, someone is coming from the Qingyi Bureau."
When Old Tan heard this, he felt a little irritated for some reason: "Who is it?"
"The director of the Qingyi Bureau's office is Xing Hai," the guard replied.
"Well, let him go to the reception room." Tan Hengqiang replied indifferently.
"Yes!" The guard saluted and left.
As soon as someone from the Qingyi Bureau arrived, Tan Hengqiang knew that it must be Zhang Ming who called Kang Dinghuang in the evening, and what he wanted to discuss must be the matters of the Coders Association.
"well!"
Tan Hengqiang sighed tiredly, looked up and shouted, "Call Ming Chao and Lao Zhang over to the reception room."
"Yes!" The guard captain responded immediately.
…
Half an hour later.
Tan Hengqiang, his son Tan Mingchao and Chief of Staff Zhang Xunchen, entered the reception room together.
"Hello, Commander Tan!" Xing Hai, the office director of the Qingyi Bureau, immediately stood up and saluted.
"There's no outsider here, please sit down!" Tan Hengqiang extended his hand and greeted him.
After everyone sat down, Xing Hai looked at Tan Hengqiang seriously and said, "Commander, I really don't want to disturb you so late, but...!"
"I know. Zhang Ming must have called Xiaokang." Tan Hengqiang waved his hand: "Just tell me the truth."
Xing Hai paused and said, "We still have to fight for the Coders Association and help Zhang Ming protect the market."
Tan Hengqiang lit a cigarette and said nothing.
Next to him, Chief of Staff Zhang Xunchen only took one look at the commander's expression and immediately knew what he was thinking, so he followed up with a sentence: "How to protect the market? Zhang Ming's prestige in the Coders Association is very average, and now Jing Yan is dead, which has caused panic among the people. We want to help him fight, but we don't know where to start."
Tan Hengqiang was smoking a cigarette and did not interrupt Zhang Xunchen. His interest in the Coders Association was indeed decreasing.
First, Zhang Ming does not have absolute dominance in the association. Anyone who wants to help him protect the market will have to spend a lot of money to win votes and maintain relationships, so that he can continue to sit in the position of chairman with justification.
Second, there are too few places where the garrison can get a say in the internal fighting among local organizations. From administrative units to district management, the municipal government has the final say. For example, on the issue of taxation, if the upper level says something and makes a new policy, the Coders Association will be very uncomfortable, so Lao Li's team has a clear advantage.
Third, once Jing Yan died, the intensity of the internal struggle in the Coders Association had risen to another level. To put it bluntly, even the most idiots could see that Lao Li would never give up this piece of fat meat. He would definitely fight for it even if he had to risk his pants.
Considering the above reasons, it is not difficult for Tan Hengqiang to make a decision with his intelligence. It is obviously unwise to use his own shortcomings to knock against Lao Li's strengths. Moreover, the investment in this matter is quite high, and it requires real money to spend, so Lao Tan feels that the cost-effectiveness of this matter is decreasing, and he is somewhat unwilling to do it.
Xing Hai observed Tan Hengqiang's expression and immediately added, "Commander, Minister Kang had already called the higher-ups before I came here. He will apply for an increase in funding. You just need to stand up for Zhang Ming and support him."
"It's about money, but it's not about money either." Tan Hengqiang replied calmly, "Zhang Ming has taken nearly 10 million yuan from the headquarters. It's not that I won't invest money, but what kind of result can I get if I invest money?"
Xing Hai was silent.
"Don't even mention 50%, are we even 30% sure now?" Tan Hengqiang sighed, "If we want to close the gap, our investment must be at least two or three times that of the other side."
"There is still room for maneuver. You are the commander of the garrison, and you have a little more power. We can continue to apply for funds. Even if we can't get the Coders Association in the end, we can split it up and destroy it. At worst, no one will take it." Xing Hai frowned and said, "The main thing is that we can't let Lao Li get the resources anymore. If he and Erdang control the association of nearly 100,000 people... Then in the next election, we may not even get 30% of the important cadre positions in Longcheng."
Tan Hengqiang was silent.
"How about I ask my higher-ups to call you so you can communicate?" Xing Hai asked tentatively.
"well."
Tan Hengqiang naturally knew who the upper echelons Xing Hai was talking about. He thought for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll have someone do this. I'll do my best."
"Yes, Commander!"
Twenty minutes later, Xing Hai left the small reception room.
Tan Hengqiang leaned on the sofa, closed his eyes and said, "Kang Dinghuang must have asked the top leaders of the Chinese Legion to support him to contain Lao Li. I don't want to offend them any more. Forget it, since they insist on stopping Lao Li, then we will do our best. Lao Zhang, Ming Dynasty, what do you two think?"
The eldest son, Tan Mingchao, picked up the teacup and said very simply, "The core of the referendum to re-elect the chairman is to win votes. Throwing money at it is one aspect, and on the other hand, you can be a little tough."
"What's the hard way?"
"Give money to those who can be won over, and make those who cannot be won over disappear." Tan Mingchao looks clean, but his words are very cruel: "If the district chairman is disobedient, then we will remove him and win over the second-in-command; if the second-in-command is disobedient, we will also remove him and win over the scattered votes of each district. We will stop at a certain level when they are obedient. Yang Dong talked to me about it and asked him to make a list and I will settle accounts one by one."
Tan Hengqiang turned his head and looked at Lao Zhang: "Don't make ourselves dirty!"
"Spend money, there are plenty of people." Tan Mingchao picked up the teacup and lowered his head to reply: "Call out the price and let the desperate people do the work. Who knows, if the price is paid in place, the Coders Association will directly quarrel among themselves!"
"What do you think?" Tan Hengqiang asked the staff officer.
"No problem." Zhang Xunchen thought for a moment and replied, "Extraordinary times call for extraordinary measures! Lao Li has been making a lot of noise recently. If we want to help Zhang Ming, we have to make some noise too."
Tan Hengqiang stood up after hearing this and said, "You two should discuss it! Before the result comes out, I don't want to see that stupid Zhang Ming again. Tell him to get lost and stop bothering me."
…
In a teahouse in Xinghai District.
“Bang, bang, bang…!”
Four huge money bags fell to the ground. Wei Xiangzuo slowly unzipped them, revealing neatly stacked cash inside. He said softly, "Nod, and the money is yours. But let me be frank. Before the voting begins, your family members cannot leave Longcheng. This is the rule!"
Beside him, Gu Baishun was drinking tea, looking very quiet.