District 9

The next day, no media in District 9 reported on the fight that took place at the Army University last night. The Academic Affairs Office of the college, as well as the Police General Administration and the Police Department, all suppressed the incident in a tacit understanding. This news was limited to Inner Circle "Communication".

It's about two o'clock in the afternoon.

The Sha family members took the officers from their department, as well as Sha Xuan and others out of the school, and returned quietly in a private car.

Sha Xuan was detained in the Academic Affairs Office all night last night. He had already sobered up. He returned home and took a shower before being called to the study by his father.

The father and son looked at each other for a long time. Sha Zhongxing was speechless for a long time when he looked at Sha Xuan, whose face was covered with bruises and his head was lowered, as if he was a damaged species.

"Dad, you really don't blame me...!" Sha Xuan wanted to speak.

Sha Zhongxing stepped in and looked at him and asked, "Do you know why Lu Jia went to the party last night?"

Sha Xuan didn't understand this at the scene last night, but he was locked up all night. No matter how stupid he is, he must have figured out something: "...I know that Lu Jia went to the party to deliberately open fire. .”

When Sha Zhongxing heard this, he was relieved, because he was really afraid that Sha Xuan would not know what he said.

"Since you know, why are you still making trouble with him?" Sha Zhongxing asked.

"He mentioned my eldest brother and said that the General Administration of Military Affairs gave us more quotas and that was the reason why my eldest brother died. He was looking for a balance." Sha Xuan lowered his head and replied: "I was angry for a moment and couldn't hold it back."

"Are you a brigade commander? Aren't you a little gangster on the ground who will draw a knife when you are angry?" Sha Zhongxing frowned and said: "In an official career, you must endure what ordinary people cannot endure. This is the basic quality. You can't even do this. I don’t understand, what else can you do?!”

"Dad, I was wrong." Sha Xuan lowered his head and replied.

"You are about to turn 30," Sha Zhongxing said calmly: "There is not much time to fool around. Next month, I plan to transfer your 137th brigade to Zangyuan to change defenses. The situation there is very complicated. I I'll give you two years to practice. If you can't achieve results, then it's the end of your career if you make it to a senior college. Later, you hand over your military power and I'll transfer you to a civilian unit."

Sha Xuan was stunned.

"Your eldest brother is gone, and I am now sixty years old," Sha Zhongxing said with a sad and helpless look in his eyes: "You should also shoulder some things."

Sha Xuan returned from the tiger, but he is still an emotional person. He looked at his father's expression, listened to his words, and nodded after a long silence: "Dad, I will do a good job when I get to Zangyuan."

"Go." Sha Zhongxing waved his hand.

"Please pay attention to rest." Sha Xuan turned and left.

"well."

Sha Zhongxing sighed and turned to look out the window, his eyes a little lonely. His two sons have both received higher education and grew up in a very favorable political environment. They are definitely better than the offspring of ordinary people, because their vision, ability, and resources can make a lot of "ordinary" things. Become "medium grade".

However, considering the military and political status of the Sha family, it is obviously not feasible to cultivate two middle-grade people. Sha Xuan may have the ability to be a regiment leader, but what Sha Zhongxing wants is a general, a new generation of military and political leaders. He could only pray that Sha Xuan would be enlightened in Zangyuan as soon as possible.

After a while, a staff officer from the Sand Department walked into the study and said softly: "Deputy Commander, what happened last night, will it really make a big fuss?"

Sha Zhongxing pondered for a long time: "Let Lao Shen handle this, we don't want to express our position."

"Yes." The general staff nodded.

…

On the southwest coastline, in a boarding and lodging shop in Port Pule.

Lin Chengdong was sitting at a dilapidated round table drinking tea and talking to Jiang Xue.

"I heard that the female military advisor of our Sichuan government has left?" Jiang Xue asked.

"Yeah." Lin Chengdong nodded.

"Alas." Jiang Xue sighed: "Boss Qin, why don't you try to retain such a rare talent?"

"There are a lot of things here. You don't know it, and I don't know it either." Lin Chengdong replied softly: "But it's okay to leave. If you are no longer in this circle, you will be a lot more relaxed."

Jiang Xue took a sip of tea: "Yes."

"Hey, do you want to come to Sichuan Mansion?" Lin Chengdong asked with a smile: "If you are interested, Boss Qin can ask you to come over with just one sentence."

Jiang Xue smiled: "I want to go, but now is not the time. There is no rush in this matter. Anyway, Gu Xi and Sichuan Mansion are also an iron alliance wearing a pair of trousers, so it does not affect our work together."

"Okay, when do you want to come, I'll tell Boss Qin for you."

"No problem." Jiang Xue nodded, looked at Lin Chengdong with interest and asked, "Miss Yu is gone. The position of the first staff member of the Sichuan government belongs to you."

"Let's divide the direction." Lin Chengdong replied softly: "I, Zhou Zheng, and Xu Yang may be mainly responsible for Yandao."

"Brother, don't forget me when you take off from now on." Jiang Xue is a veteran: "We are comrades who fought in the European Union and fought in Nanhu together."

"Haha." Lin Chengdong smiled: "I'm not very interested in fighting for power. It doesn't matter what position Xiao Yu gives me."

"Are you saying this against your will?" Jiang Xue didn't believe it.

"It's true." Lin Chengdong looked at him and replied, "The reason why I am so attentive to Yandao is because I have some resentment and obsession in my heart."

Jiang Xue knew something about Lin Chengdong's past, so he nodded in understanding.

"Boom!"

While the two were talking, there was a knock on the door.

Jiang Xue turned around and winked at the military intelligence officer at the door.

A young man stood up, walked to the door and opened it. After glancing outside for a few times, he led the person who knocked on the door into the house.

"Director Jiang, Mr. Lin." The person who came in was a middle-aged man, wearing a heavy sheepskin coat, who looked like a low-level businessman.

"Sit." Jiang Xue waved his hand.

The middle-aged man walked over and sat on the chair.

"Has the news ever leaked out?" Jiang Xue asked.

"It only leaked out twice." The middle-aged man whispered: "The control there is too strict, and the workers arranged by Mr. Lin rarely have the opportunity to contact the outside world... I specially arranged two people on the ship to deliver supplies. The operator has only received two messages so far.”

"The channel for delivering this news needs to be paved." Lin Chengdong frowned and said: "Well, I will give you a direction, and you ask the people on the supply ship to do this..."

The room was quiet. Jiang Xue, Lin Chengdong, and the person responsible for delivering the news sat together and plotted, starting to lay the groundwork for future actions.

…

Fengbei.

Wu Di sat in the car, turned to Ma Laoer and asked, "Do you think it's better for me to contact Lu Jia, or for you to contact him?"

"Me." Ma Laoer thought for a moment and replied, "My position is clear. If he can see me, he can also see you."

"Well, then you give him a call." Wu Di nodded.