Inside the military.
An Zecheng had just asked the guards to put the exquisite dishes on the table when Tan Hengqiang walked in: "Oh, Old An, I really didn't expect that you were interested in cooking."
"Haha, everyone should have some hobbies." An Zecheng replied modestly: "I am physically weak and cannot run a garden or fish pond, but no one will care if I cook."
Hearing this, Tan Hengqiang pointed at Anze Cheng and replied with a smile: "You are mocking me again."
"I don't dare, I don't dare, please sit down!" An Zecheng made a gesture of invitation, opened the lid of the food plate himself, and said to the grouper beautifully arranged on the plate: "Try my cooking skills and give me your evaluation. Let's see if I can make a high-end Chinese restaurant when I retire one day."
"Okay!" Tan Hengqiang nodded.
The guard next to them came up, bent down and poured red wine for the two of them, then left.
Tan Hengqiang picked up a piece of grouper, put it in his mouth and chewed it for a few times, and said in a very flattering way: "It's quite good, very fresh!"
"Steaming fish may seem simple, but the most important thing is the heat. It must preserve the freshness of the ingredients, but not be bland!" An Zecheng picked up the wine glass: "This is a bit like being a person. We Chinese people believe in the doctrine of the mean. We must proceed step by step, be modest and cautious, and not use too much heat or too little heat. It's difficult!"
"I think you have a good grasp of the heat." Tan Hengqiang chuckled and replied, "The grouper on the table is delicious, which shows that your cooking skills are good enough to make you a successful official."
"Haha!" An Zecheng laughed, waved his hand and said, "Commander Tan, you are an amateur when you say that!"
"How do you mean?"
"To serve a good dish, you can't just rely on the chef's skills." An Zecheng replied as if he was chatting with a family, "It takes people to select the ingredients, and the chef who prepares the ingredients must also understand your cooking habits. After the dish is ready, the waiter who brings it to the table must also be responsible and have steady hands and steps. If the soup spills, it will ruin the taste of the dish, and if the green vegetables used for garnish fall apart, it will ruin the beauty of the dish."
Hearing this, Tan Hengqiang smiled playfully and nodded slowly, "That makes sense. What you said has touched me a lot recently. No matter how good my dishes are, they can't stand up to the waiters and the chefs who prepare the ingredients. Chef Xin Chaojie's mistake directly attracted the investigation team. Now I am passive everywhere and have no initiative at all."
"It's all difficult, all difficult." An Zecheng didn't continue talking about this topic. He just raised his glass and said, "The discussion on cooking is over. Come, have a sip!"
"Come!"
The two of them clinked their glasses and took a sip of red wine.
“Boom boom!”
As soon as I put the cup down, there was a knock on the door.
"Who is it?" An Zecheng turned around and asked.
The door opened and the head of the guard walked in with Yu Mingyuan.
As soon as An Zecheng saw Yu Mingyuan, his face suddenly darkened and he asked with a frown, "What are you doing?"
"Uncle, I have finished my business." Yu Mingyuan replied.
Tan Hengqiang turned his head to look at Yu Mingyuan and asked tentatively: "Is this your lover's nephew?"
"Yes, this useless boy makes me so angry. He is the waiter with unsteady hands and unsteady feet. Sooner or later, I will be killed by him." An Zecheng waved at the captain of the guards, who understood and walked out.
Facing the two big guys, Yu Mingyuan didn't dare to get too close, let alone find a place to sit down. He just stood near the door and shouted, "Hello, Commander Tan!"
Tan Hengqiang nodded slightly and said nothing more.
"What's the matter?" An Zecheng asked while eating fish.
Yu Mingyuan paused and said, "Uncle, the association has been split up, and all the separation procedures have been completed. From now on, I will no longer have any working relationship with the association's senior management headed by Su Tianyu."
An Zecheng did not reply, and Tan Hengqiang just ate seafood and did not pay attention to Yu Mingyuan.
"It's about the arms business." Yu Mingyuan's forehead was sweating. He looked at the two and continued, "I really didn't know the situation at the border, and no one informed me in advance... Now the investigation team is here. My aunt called me a few days ago and scolded me... She said it would affect you, so I had to split up."
An Zecheng wiped the corner of his mouth: "Do you believe what you said?"
"Uncle, the border issue has nothing to do with me! That person named A Shui is not my man either. They are with Su Tianyu. Everyone outside knows this." Yu Mingyuan explained urgently, "I really didn't lie...!"
"Bullshit! You are the president. Who would believe you if you said you were not involved?" An Zecheng replied calmly, "I don't believe it either. How can the investigation team believe it?"
Upon hearing this, Tan Hengqiang looked at An Zecheng and asked softly, "Does the military registration form have any relationship with Tongji Club?"
"It's not a big deal. They were tricked." An Zecheng replied bluntly: "People went there, but before they could start, the gun started to fire!"
The investigation team was making such a big fuss to arrest Ah Shui, it was impossible for Tan Hengqiang not to know that the Tongji Association was involved in this incident, so he was not surprised by what Lao An said: "Haha, maybe someone did it, and you don't know?"
“Bang!”
When An Zecheng heard this, he slammed the table and turned to look at Yu Mingyuan: "I'm telling you, no one will believe you!"
"Uncle, if this matter really has something to do with me, I would not separate from Su Tianyu!" Yu Mingyuan's face turned pale with anxiety: "... What kind of impact will this matter cause? We should have thought about it before doing it! Do we really have to be so passive?"
"Forget it, don't explain to me, I'm not part of the investigation team." An Zecheng waved his hand and turned to look at Tan Hengqiang: "Commander Tan, the arms business has a huge impact. Xin Chaojie can't handle it, and I'm not sure I can handle it either! A henchman died in the urban area of Longcheng, and the case was inexplicably linked to the Tongji Association. The upper management investigated and found that the president of the association is my wife's nephew. So you say... I can't clear my name even if I have eight mouths to speak?"
Tan Hengqiang picked up his napkin and wiped his mouth: "It's a bit hard to explain after finding this level."
"That's what I'm talking about!" An Zecheng pointed at Yu Mingyuan and said, "Commander Tan, if you want to treat me as your friend, take this guy with you when you go back."
"Haha, what do you mean?"
"Hand him over to the investigation team. They can investigate however they want. I can't judge the case, and I can't analyze it clearly." An Zecheng replied bluntly: "If the matter is related to him, just try and judge him directly. If it is not related, let the investigation team release him. This way, I can show my attitude to the upper level. At least they won't accuse me of shielding him, right?"
"Haha, is this really a gift?"
"It must be a real gift!" An Zecheng replied: "If the server spilled the soup while serving the food, then fire him!"
"Old An, are you impartial and just?" asked Tan Hengqiang.
"Just trying to survive!" An Zecheng and Tan Hengqiang looked at each other, sparks flying in their eyes.
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Tianhong Port.
Su Tianyu sat on the chair, looked at Fei Pingsheng and said, "Go out and avoid the limelight. It's safer this way!"