Second floor.
In the VIP gambling room, the lame man put down the phone and looked down at the text message on his phone.
"Jiang Xiaonian, a lieutenant colonel in the Chinese Region, currently serves in the Military Intelligence Bureau of the Western Theater Command as the director of the Foreign Affairs Intelligence Department. As for social connections, it is rumored that he is the nephew of Li Fugui, the previous head of the Chinese Region Police Headquarters. He changed his name to Jiang Xiaonian to avoid suspicion. His former name was Jiangzhou..."
The lame man took a closer look at the information and said, "That makes sense! Since we are discussing such a big matter, it is impossible to send a lackey, and it is even more impossible to send a son of a royal relative."
"Yes, Mr. Miao!" the assistant replied immediately.
That's right, the person sitting on the sofa was none other than Miao Ziwei, who had a lame leg and a disfigured face. As the negotiating party of a large district's capital, he was the first to come here to make a forerunner's move, because the Qingyi Bureau had received news that the First District and Second District factions had strangled the Lao Li team's neck and prevented them from operating the arms business in Longcheng, so the next adjustment of the Lao Li team would most likely be along the Grand Canal route.
In addition, District 1 has long coveted this place, so entering the game at the right time will allow them to both defend and attack.
As a government-supported capital, the Baolong Group would naturally not miss this opportunity, because once the canal line is understood, it would be equivalent to mastering the economic lifeline of the Bana region, which is an absolutely lucrative business opportunity.
Next to the sofa, the assistant looked at Miao Ziwei and added: "But Jiang Xiaonian should have a lot of power. After all, he is in charge of the negotiations..."
Miao Ziwei frowned and waved his hand: "What rights can a nephew of a district-level cadre have? Li Fugui retired a long time ago, and he is a nephew, not a son. He is equivalent to a relative of a relative in law. He has some status, but he is not red blood. There is no need to focus on him. We still have to contact the core of the Bernardo family."
…
downstairs.
After Nisson Bernardo finished his speech, the audience burst into applause. Jiangzhou thought Bruna would take him to meet the old man, but he didn't expect that she didn't stay at the venue at all and left directly from behind the scenes.
In this case, the charity gala was of little significance to Jiangzhou, so he took Su Tianyu, Bai Hongbo and others to play two rounds in the VIP room symbolically.
However, it was not quite what Su Tianyu thought. Although Jiangzhou was a young man and a child of a wealthy family, he was relatively frugal except for necessary social events. He lost less than 200,000 yuan in total and left the table in anger.
Su Tianyu wanted to lick his lips secretly, so he asked Dabai to call Jiangzhou: "Is it inconvenient for you to swipe the card? It's okay, our President Su has some money in his pocket. If you want to play, let him give you a hundred first?"
Jiang Zhou waved his hands directly: "Forget it, forget it! I'm not interested in this. When I was a child, I gambled with the kids in the compound for toys, and my mother broke three sticks on my legs. I have a trauma."
"Auntie is so strict?"
"Haha, well, he's very nice to other kids, but he's strict with me." Jiang Zhou said with a smile, "I don't want to play anymore, you guys can play if you like, I'll wait for you downstairs for a while."
"If you don't want to play anymore, why should we play? Isn't that immature?" Dabai went back and immediately called Su Tianyu: "Let's go."
In this way, the group said goodbye to Bruna and quickly left the charity party. As they left, they did not notice that someone in the crowd took a photo of them with a matte camera.
…
After returning to the hotel and having a quick bite to eat, Jiangzhou found Su Tianyu in the room and asked him in a low voice, "How is your copywriting skills?"
"Haha." Su Tianyu smiled: "As the head of the delegation, do you still need me to write the copy?"
"Don't I want you to discuss it with me while you do it?" Jiangzhou was not arrogant, and he was of similar age to Su Tianyu, so the two of them had become completely familiar with each other during this trip together, and their relationship had obviously warmed up a lot.
"Sure." Su Tianyu stretched himself lazily: "Can you give me a quote?"
"That's about it. Let's talk about our demands, propose conditions, and then set some conditions." Jiangzhou replied.
"Okay, I'll go get the computer." Su Tianyu stood up.
"I'll go get something to drink." Jiang Zhou also stood up: "What do you want to drink?"
Su Tianyu looked at him with some confusion: "Why do you have a mixed accent? Hey, where are you from?"
Jiang Zhou smiled and replied, "I am definitely from the north! My father is from Songjiang, but my mother is from the south. Plus, I'm often on business trips, so my accent has changed a lot."
"Oh, yes!" Su Tianyu nodded slowly: "Many leaders in the Chinese district are from Songjiang."
Jiangzhou looked at him and said, "Your family should also be from the north, right?"
"Yes, we are a Northern family." Su Tianyu responded: "My father used to be a member of the Old Northern Gang, but later... Oh, let's not talk about it."
Jiangzhou looked at his expression and did not ask any further questions. He just walked quickly towards the tea room.
During this business trip, whenever Su Tianyu and Jiangzhou were chatting, everyone else would automatically avoid them. Even the assistants and security personnel were not indoors, but stayed in the living room of the suite.
After a while.
Su Tianyu took the computer back and quickly produced a manuscript in both Chinese and English.
An expert can tell whether something is good or not with just one look!
Jiangzhou glanced at Su Tianyu's speed and ideas in writing the manuscript, and immediately said, "You are good at both literature and martial arts!"
"It just happened that you saw the bright spot." Su Tianyu smiled and replied: "Cultural courses are very important in today's military academies! You said that a student in the advanced command department can't draw pictures or make reports! Isn't it the same as a fool?"
“That makes sense!”
"Okay, you tell me how to write it!"
"Let's talk about the investment focus first..." Jiang Zhou thought for a moment and began to narrate his thoughts.
Su Tianyu transformed himself into a secretary, working diligently on the documents and illustrations.
…
In a mountainous area of Bana.
Su Tiannan sat in the SUV, sorted out a lot of information, and called his superior: "Hello, Vice President, I have found some clues. Our eight special agents may have been killed by a gang in Bana City. I am going to conduct an in-depth investigation."
"No, can you stop for a moment?!"
"Stop for a while?" Su Tiannan was a little surprised; "Why?"
"Someone from the Chinese district has contacted us. For the next action, we may have to cooperate with multiple forces, including those in Longcheng." The vice president of the Chinese Workers' Association said bluntly: "The water in Bana is very deep now. We can't handle it alone! Wait a little longer. I will notify you after the connection with the upper level is completed. Oh, by the way, you may need to contact people in the Chinese district in the next two days."
Su Tiannan blinked his eyes: "Someone from Longcheng has come too? That can't be my brother...!"
"Yes, your brother is here too." The other party replied softly, "Haha, he has some connections with our Chinese Workers' Union. After finishing this job, he can be considered to have gotten to know us in advance."