Two days later, in a small military town called Sri Lanka, in the rebel-occupied area east of Sinaloa, a luxury SUV was speeding.
In the cockpit of the off-road vehicle, a handsome young man wearing sunglasses and a set of military green training uniforms stepped on the accelerator fiercely, turned his head and said to the female companion next to him: "How is it, away from the hustle and bustle of the city, do you feel different coming here?!"
"There's a different feeling." The female companion's hair was messy in the wind, and she fiddled with her phone with both hands and replied: "I've been here for three days, and you fucked me six times! You have a different feeling, okay!"
“Squeak!”
The off-road vehicle suddenly stopped, and the young man looked at her excitedly: "Look... you always tease me with words, which makes me really uncomfortable. Come on... let's get closer to nature!"
"Are you sick? This is a military area. There might be satellites and reconnaissance planes in the sky. Can you please have some shame?" The female companion reached out and pushed the other person's chest.
"What's there to be afraid of? If I get photographed, it will be an artistic photo!" The young man prepared to take action.
Just as the two were about to get close to nature, the phone rang.
"Hello?!"
The young man answered the phone impatiently: "Oh, Minister Kang, what's the matter? Is there something you want to talk about? Can't we talk later? Okay, I get it, you guys wait for me."
After the call ended, the female companion said with a smile: "It's over. I gave you a chance, but you are useless!"
"You wait until evening." The young man drove the car again and rushed to the town.
This handsome young man, about 26 or 27 years old, is named Zhang Yu. He is the second son of Zhang Zhengchen, the president of Huihong Pharmaceutical. He was recently transferred to the Sri Lanka town for family business.
Zhang Yu is different from Miao Ziwei, who is older than him. Although he has a high level of education and certain abilities in some aspects, he has a perverse personality and is very conceited, especially in his private life.
…
About half an hour later, Zhang Yu and his female companion arrived at the Qingyi Bureau office compound.
"She can't go in." The blue-clothed guard at the entrance of the hall raised his hand to stop Young Master Zhang.
"You are crazy, she is my wife, get out of the way!" Zhang Yu replied, taking off his sunglasses.
The guard completely ignored him and continued to block his way.
"I told you to get out of the way!" Zhang Yu repeated.
"She can't come in!" Kang Dinghuang shouted in the hall.
Zhang Yu showed an impatient expression when he heard this, turned around and looked at his female companion and said, "Okay, go back and wait for me, I'll call you later."
“… There’s nothing to be proud of.” The female companion muttered and turned to leave the Qingyi Bureau compound.
Zhang Yu walked into the main building lobby and waved to Miao Ziwei, Kang Dinghuang and others, shouting, "Minister Kang, President Miao!"
Kang Dinghuang had been in Sinaro for several months. He looked much thinner and his skin had become darker, but his spirit was not weakened. He still walked with a breeze and his eyes were still as bright as stars.
"What's the emergency?" Zhang Yu bent down and sat down.
Kang Dinghuang glanced at the man with an unhappy look in his heart, and said patiently: "The goods will be here soon, and you have to pay for the expenses on the road."
Zhang Yu was also very unhappy when he heard this and cursed: "Damn! Do we have to take this money too? The upper echelons of District 1 want to bribe the rebels, and we have to spend money to provide them with arms. The main funds have been given, can't they even solve the transportation costs themselves? They are really taking advantage of us."
Kang Dinghuang is extremely disgusted with this statement. What is politics and business? It is a business group that relies on political power and makes huge profits. They have already benefited too much from policies. At the critical moment, when the government needs some money, you still want to complain. Isn't this ignorant
"This is a decision from above. You should prepare the money," Kang Dinghuang said without question.
Zhang Yu turned his head and looked at Miao Ziwei.
"What are you looking at me for? We have to take it out too!" Miao Ziwei crossed his legs and said, "Longcheng is Commander Tan's territory. If the goods have passed through his hands, how could he not take the skin?"
"Okay, how much?" Zhang Yu asked.
"Five million per family," Miao Ziwei replied, "We'll deliver it in person, so as not to make it too obvious."
"Fuck, what's the difference between these people and beggars!" Zhang Yu felt even more unhappy. He looked down on these generals who had their own troops and were self-reliant from the bottom of his heart.
In the past two years, as the military and political situation in the Lao Mo area has become increasingly complicated, the power distribution in Longcheng has also begun to become distorted and corrupt.
Take the former Tan Hengqiang for example. Although he was the commander of the Longcheng garrison corps, in the final analysis, he was just a general who led troops and garrisoned a place.
But in recent times, his military and political status has been rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Why
Because the border is unsafe and war may even break out at any time, and because District 1 is secretly colluding with the rebels, the communication between them depends on the Longcheng channel, so it is difficult for Tan Hengqiang not to take off.
Can the commander in peacetime and the commander in times of military tension be of the same caliber
The status of the Longcheng garrison corps increased, causing many of Tan Hengqiang's generals to become arrogant and their status increased.
This is also the reason why Kangdinghuang prepared red envelopes for these people. Once the goods have passed through someone else's hands, how long it will take for them to arrive, whether there is a small amount of deduction in the middle, and whether it can be delivered on time are actually decided by them.
In order to avoid "accidents" from happening, we can only spend money to avoid disasters.
After Kang Dinghuang finished talking about the money, he once again instructed Zhang Yu: "The goods have come in. Take some to the Xue family. I will need this family in the future. Besides that, there are two more things."
"What?"
"First, you can't bring outsiders to work anymore, or don't blame me for not giving you face! Second, this is a war zone, not a vegetable market. You can't always leave the country alone. If something happens, I can't save you." Kang Dinghuang frowned and said, "That's all I have to say. It's up to you whether you want to listen or not!"
Zhang Yu smiled, stood up and responded with an extremely non-standard military salute: "Yes, Minister Kang!"
…
In Longcheng, Tan Hengqiang’s private garden.
An Zecheng and Lao Tan were sitting under a parasol and fishing.
A military aircraft staff officer came over, stood on the shore and shouted: "Commander, I have something important to report!"
"Tell me, General An is not an outsider." Tan Hengqiang replied with his back to him, sitting on the narrow fishing platform.
The military staff officer opened the document and read aloud in a low voice: "The goods will arrive in Longcheng at 18:00 tonight."
"Okay, got it." Tan Hengqiang replied.
After the military advisor left, Tan Hengqiang turned his head and looked at An Zecheng, cursing, "Old An, don't you think the higher-ups are biased here? The situation outside the district is so tense, and I didn't even get the 300 million in military equipment. Instead, it was given to the rebels first. What's going on?!"
"Haha, are you feeling unbalanced? So what? Just nod your head and I'll fire a shot at it, which will directly boost the military's capabilities." An Zecheng replied with a smile.
The two looked at each other.