District 9

It's about six o'clock in the evening.

Ma Laoer arrived at Fengbei with Baojun, and was picked up by the young man next to Wu Bureau and came to the door of a teahouse.

After getting off the car, Ma Laoer asked the young man with some confusion: "Does Director Wu want to meet me here?"

"Yes." The young man replied politely: "Several leaders from the Military Intelligence Bureau and some leaders from the action team are all inside."

Ma Laoer thought Director Wu called him here to discuss work matters, so he didn't think much about it and immediately replied: "Okay, please, take us up."

"Come this way." The young man made an invitation gesture.

…

ten minutes later.

At the door of a private room on the top floor of the teahouse, several men in Chinese tunic suits were preparing to search Ma Laoer and Baojun. However, the young man who led them up said with a smile: "No, this is Bureau Wu's roll call." Invited by the head of Songjiang Station."

Upon hearing the sound, everyone saluted Ma Laoer and dispersed in silence.

"Wait for me for a while." Ma Laoer said to Baojun, bent down and followed the young man into the room.

"Bureau Wu, Station Commander Ma is here." The young man shouted to everyone in the room.

"Haha, Xiao Ma is here!" Bureau Wu actually stood up with a smile and walked to the door, grabbed Ma Lao Er's arm and said, "Come on, let me introduce you to some elders and colleagues."

Ma Laoer was very surprised when he saw Bureau Wu's performance. Because he had joined the Military Supervision Bureau not long ago, but he had never seen Bureau Wu treat him with this attitude. He is usually very serious and always has a straight face when talking to Wu Di.

In the room, when everyone saw Director Wu getting up, they all followed him to greet him.

"Xiao Ma, you have met these elders and colleagues, but today, I want to introduce them to you again. This is Deputy Director Dong of our General Administration of Military Supervision. His relationship with me is just like you and Qin Yu. . This is the director of the Secret Service, this is the station chief of Fengbei Station, and this is the captain responsible for coordinating the action plan..." Director Wu looked at everyone with a smile, and introduced Ma Laoer one by one.

In fact, Ma Laoer has met these people before. After all, he is also the webmaster of Songjiang Station. He must have professional contacts with these upper-level bosses, but he has not communicated with them in private on such occasions.

Director Wu took the trouble to introduce everyone to Ma Laoer again, then smiled and took his arm and said to everyone: "I admire Xiao Ma very much. I asked him to come and sit here today because I hope everyone can From now on, treat him just like you treat Xiaodi."

These words were very serious, and Ma Laoer was both surprised and a little unable to take it.

"No problem." Deputy Director Dong looked at Ma Laoer with a smile and said meaningfully: "Xiao Ma, you can't come here in vain. You have to understand the purpose of this tea bureau."

"Hey, yes." Ma Laoer nodded with a smile and said to everyone: "I thank Director Wu for cultivating me, and I also thank all the elders and colleagues for taking care of me."

That being said, Ma Laoer still didn't understand what Director Wu was going to do.

Everyone chatted and walked back to the tea table. Ma Laoer was placed next to Director Wu.

During the dinner, Director Wu and others did not actually talk about anything important. They only mentioned some past events and chatted for a while.

As a result, Ma Laoer became even more confused.

At around eight o'clock in the evening, the tea ceremony ended, and all the leaders, the absolute core backbone of the Military Supervision Bureau, left.

Director Wu took Ma Laoer into his car and whispered to the driver: "Go to Tianfeng Hotel."

"Okay, seat." The driver in Chinese tunic suit drove towards the hotel.

Director Wu sat in the back seat, closed his eyes, and said softly: "Xiao Ma, don't go back to Songjiang these days. Come hang out with me and participate in some social activities."

Ma Laoer was startled for a moment: "Okay!"

After saying that, Director Wu closed his eyes to rest, while Ma Laoer turned to look at the scenery outside the car and said no more.

…

After about half an hour, the car drove to the underground parking lot of Tianfeng Hotel, but before Ma Laoer and Wu Ju could get out of the car, the car door was pulled open from the outside.

Seven or eight middle-aged men in suits and leather shoes with a somewhat stout figure immediately gathered around him, nodding and bowing.

"Bureau Wu!"

"Bureau Wu!"

"...!"

Everyone greeted Bureau Wu politely.

Director Wu didn't have that much smile on his face when he treated this group of people. He just nodded slightly and stepped out of the car.

Ma Laoer followed Director Wu and took a cursory glance at the group of middle-aged people. He discovered that they were all familiar faces. They were all well-known entrepreneurs in the Nine Districts who were often reported in the media. Several of them had also had relations with Tiancheng Group. Too little competition.

These people are all princes who control a large amount of capital, and each of them is a person who has experienced ups and downs.

Everyone gathered around Director Wu and entered the special elevator with good privacy.

Going upstairs, the bosses led Wu Ju, Ma Laoer and others into an antique private room, followed by the waiter pushing an exquisite cart and starting to serve the dishes.

"Bureau Wu, is this the stationmaster of Songjiang Station you mentioned?" A fat man with big ears looked at Ma Laoer and asked with a smile.

"Haha, I forgot to introduce you." Director Wu stepped in and replied calmly: "Xiao Ma is my protégé. From now on, I will delegate authority to him at Fengbei Station and some of the main tasks within the bureau."

When everyone heard this, they immediately stood in awe.

"Stationmaster Ma, I have admired you for a long time, and I give you a toast!"

"Stationmaster Ma, you are truly a talented person. This is to say that our group had some unpleasantness with Tiancheng before. Haha, I hope that Stationmaster Ma will have a lot of talent!"

"...!"

A group of people raised their glasses, all focusing on Ma Laoer.

Director Wu looked at the crowd and said briefly: "Today's gathering is private. Just be casual. Xiao Ma will contact you if something happens in the future."

Everyone looked at each other, and the way they looked at Ma Laoer became a little different again.

After the opening remarks, the banquet officially began. Director Wu didn't drink a sip of wine and didn't talk much to the bosses.

After about twenty minutes, Director Wu made an excuse, stood up and left, and everyone naturally greeted him eagerly.

Let’s not mention the polite words for the moment. After sitting in the car, Director Wu said softly to Ma Laoer: "In the future, you should not be too close or too far away from businessmen. You must keep in touch with these people in private. It will be of great use in the future.”

Ma Laoer already knew it in his mind at this moment. He pondered for a while, looked at Director Wu with gray hair and tired face and asked: "... Director, this time, our hope... is not high?"

Bureau Wu put his hands in his hands and replied with a calm expression: "It's just a chance."

"You can go to Sichuan Mansion, where...!" Ma Laoer wanted to persuade.

Director Wu waved his hand: "Oh, Sichuan Mansion belongs to you. Today, if the wishes of others are not fulfilled, I really want to fight with the sky."

Ma Laoer was silent.

"Xiao Ma, one day, if the Wu family..."

"Wu Bureau, it doesn't matter today. You are also my and Xiao Yu's teacher." Ma Laoer interrupted and replied.

Director Wu smiled and nodded, but said nothing.

…

Sichuan Mansion, outside the 421st Regiment Headquarters, Nanmu Life Town.

Qi Yuhang returned to the camp at 11:30 p.m. after handling the affairs of the army. However, he was extremely shocked to find that there were more than a hundred people standing upright in the compound.

"Stop!" Qi Yuhang shouted.

The military vehicle stopped. Qi Yuhang lowered the window and took a look outside. He saw He Dachuan, Meng Xi, Ai Hao and other old bandits all lined up, standing in military postures outside in the cold.

Qi Yuhang was stunned for a long time, then waved his hand and shouted to the guard at the regiment entrance: "Come here."

The soldier ran over, saluted and shouted: "Captain!"

"Have they been standing here all this time?" Qi Yuhang asked.

"Yes, he stood all the time without even eating the evening meal." The soldier nodded and replied: "Someone didn't want to stand in the military posture midway, but He Dachuan beat him back with a military stick..."

Qi Yuhang was speechless.