In the intensive care unit of the People’s Hospital.
Gu Baishun was transferred to the intensive care unit from the emergency room this morning. He was shot twice, and the wound on the upper left chest almost injured his heart. More than thirty shotgun steel balls were found on his left arm, left shoulder, and neck.
Inside the hospital.
Su Tianyu was standing in the stairwell, having an urgent discussion with Wei Xiangzuo and Guo Zhengdao.
In the ward, Gu Baishun had not yet woken up. He had a ventilator on his mouth and steel nails and plates on his shoulders. He looked miserable.
Inside the room, many friends and relatives who heard the news came to visit, and there were about twenty or thirty people standing inside and outside.
"How is Xiao Gu doing?" an old man from the Coders Association asked Niu Feng.
"Not very good." Niu Feng shook his head: "The steel balls on my neck and shoulders have not been cleaned up. The doctor said... I have to have another operation the day after tomorrow."
"Did you hurt your bones?"
"Well, even if it heals, my left arm will still have sequelae." Niu Feng's face was solemn: "Being able to survive is also a life saved."
"Alas!" The old man sighed, "I watched him grow up. How did our Coders Association become like this? There is a struggle for power and profit, and all the dead and injured are our people."
Niu Feng didn't respond.
"Xiao Feng, I'm leaving first!" A middle-aged man came over and said, "Take good care of Bai Shun. Call me if you have any questions."
"no problem!"
"Oh, damn, the guy next door, the association is becoming more and more chaotic. So many things have happened in recent times!" The middle-aged man sighed and walked out.
Niu Feng followed behind to see him off.
Inside the room, the sound of conversations could be heard constantly. Some people were very confused. Today they felt that Lao Li had the upper hand, but tomorrow they felt that Zhang Ming and the garrison were more powerful.
…
In the stairwell.
Su Tianyu held a cigarette in his mouth and asked Wei Xiangzuo in a low voice, "Can you handle the people that Yu Zheng brought over?"
"Yes." Wei Xiangzuo immediately replied: "Xiao Gu has made arrangements before. Lao Guo and I are protecting those who have received the money. There will be no problem."
"Yes." Guo Zhengdao also nodded in agreement.
Su Tianyu looked at the two of them and immediately gave a clear explanation: "Once this happens, it may also affect the other side's rhythm, so we have to plan ahead and arrange the existing plates. Brother Zuo, you should contact the elders immediately and prepare them to propose a referendum. If they are hesitant, you can show them the cards in our hand appropriately to let them know that we are still confident."
"I understand what you mean." Wei Xiangzuo nodded.
"I'm still in charge of the periphery." Su Tianyu glanced at his watch and said, "I have to go outside the district in the afternoon and ask someone to come and support the place."
"good!"
"That's it, let's hurry up and try to get it to around next Friday."
"Yeah!" Wei Xiangzuo nodded.
After the three of them finished their discussion, Su Tianyu pushed the door open and was about to leave. Wei Xiangzuo looked at his back and suddenly called out, "Xiao Yu!"
"Ah?" Su Tianyu turned around.
"Aren't you going to see Baishun?" Wei Xiangzuo asked.
Su Tianyu was stunned for a moment: "Ah, I'll go and see it now!"
"Hey." Wei Xiangzuo nodded and followed.
Su Tianyu grabbed the door handle, turned his head and looked at Wei Xiangzuo and said, "Brother, I can't do the work of two people. Everything here depends on you!"
"Don't worry, I can do it." Wei Xiangzuo responded.
The two looked at each other, and Su Tianyu walked out of the stairwell and quickly came to the door of the intensive care unit.
The crowd in the room surged, and Su Tianyu saw Gu Baishun lying on the bed through the gap.
There were steel nails and steel plates inserted in his shoulders, the gauze on his neck was oozing with blood, and his entire shoulder was swollen like a steamed bun.
Seeing this scene, Su Tianyu felt very complicated. No matter what, Gu Baishun himself did his best to help Lao Li succeed in the matter of the Coders Association.
After staying at the door for a while, Su Tianyu said softly to Wei Xiangzuo: "I'm leaving, brother!"
"Okay!" Wei Xiangzuo nodded.
…
Inside the garrison headquarters.
Zhang Ming has already adopted the attitude of fighting a decisive battle. From last night till now, he has not slept at all. He has been sitting in his office, remotely controlling the progress of things outside.
In fact, except for Tan Mingchao, even Yang Dong and others don’t know how many votes Zhang Ming currently holds and how many people he has recruited.
This old man was very slick in his work. In order to block the news and hold the cards in his hand accurately, he never used any middlemen. All the senior executives of the association who were won over by him met with him alone at the garrison headquarters, and they were picked up and dropped off by cars. No third person was allowed to be present. No one knew what the two of them talked about in the room with the door closed.
A little after one in the afternoon.
Zhang Ming sat on the sofa, holding the phone and said, "That's it. We have determined the number of votes on your side. When the referendum meeting is held, I will tell you whether to abstain or vote in favor. Yeah, that's it."
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Ming walked around the room and called Tan Mingchao again: "Hello, leader, I'm almost ready. The day after tomorrow, we'll let the elders attack first. I'll find someone to take the lead and propose to kick out Zhannan and Longkou districts, and then see how they react."
"Okay," Tan Mingchao nodded, "You decide."
Over the next seven days, both sides launched the final stage of canvassing for votes, with each team doing their best to put the cards in their hands.
But at this stage, Zhang Ming still did not dare to leave the garrison headquarters. Even if there were particularly important matters, he would send Tan Mingchao's people to handle them personally.
Until the last moment, Zhang Ming really didn't dare to show his head. He was really afraid that as soon as he stuck his head out, a big axe would fly over and chop his neck accurately.
The two sides had an under-the-table fight before the referendum meeting. Zhang Mingfang used the proposal of the Elders' Council to kick out the two branches in Zhanan and Longkou districts, but suffered a one-third veto and a small number of abstentions.
This test gave Zhang Ming some idea in his mind. He found Tan Mingchao alone and asked him to prepare a second plan, that is, how the garrison headquarters should respond if he lost.
Both sides have accumulated their strength and the date for the referendum has been set.
The conference will be officially convened at 8:30 am on Friday. Twenty representatives from the Presbyterian Church, sixteen district presidents, and one hundred key members from each branch will be present.
There were more than 1,600 people directly involved in this meeting.
This was the most sensational internal meeting of the Coders Association outside of election years.
The decisive battle has begun!
…
On the night when the conference date was set, a group of people set out from Washington and drove to Longcheng.
At the same time, the garrison headquarters suddenly transferred two regiments into the urban area, on the pretext of inspecting the military fortifications in the city and updating the military defense system.
In the evening, An Zecheng was lying on a rocking chair in the military headquarters, yawning and saying, "Let's go back to the headquarters on Friday and not stay in the city."