District 9

In District 7, at the entrance of Luhuai Military Relations College, Zhou Yuanzheng got out of the car and walked into the instructors' dormitory building with only one guard and some exquisitely packaged dishes and drinks.

This Military Relations College is the base where the Zhou Department specializes in training military intelligence personnel. The teachers, instructors, and school leaders here used to be veterans who served the Zhou Clan's military affairs. The recruitment of students on the school was not selected on a large scale from within the army, and there was no direct counterpart to the school. The candidates are selected by the department within the school that specializes in recruiting talents.

To put it simply, even if an ordinary person has excellent academic qualifications, it is impossible for him to take the initiative to enter this place. Instead, there is an inconspicuous person from other departments in Zhou's department. He has a special skill and may be specially recruited here one day.

In the instructor's dormitory building, after looking at the address, the guard took Zhou Yuanzheng into the elevator and came to room 6102.

"Ding dong!" Zhou Yuanzheng rang the doorbell himself.

After about ten seconds, the door was opened from the inside, and a thin man about 1.7 meters tall appeared in front of Zhou Yuanzheng with an expressionless face.

He looked to be about fifty years old, with a lot of hair, a slightly messy parting, a long face, and ordinary facial features. The only thing that looked impressive was that he had very high cheekbones and As for the whole person, he looks thinner.

The man was wearing a very old off-white sweater, navy blue trousers, and brown-rimmed glasses with high myopia stuck on his face. He looked like an old doctor who had read a lot of poetry.

"Are you...?" The man adjusted his glasses and asked in a steady voice.

"Are you Li Bokang?" Zhou Yuanzheng smiled and extended his palm.

The man named Li Bokang did not move. He only observed Zhou Yuanzheng carefully under the light and recognized him: "Haha, a big shot."

"This is our naval commander-in-chief Zhou Yuanzheng, Lieutenant General Zhou Yuanzheng." The guard frowned and reminded.

Li Bokang ignored him and just nodded and moved away: "Come in."

After saying that, Zhou Yuanzheng stepped into the house, turned back to the guard and said, "Wait for me at the door."

"Yes!" The guard nodded.

After closing the door, Zhou Yuanzheng personally carried the dishes and wine and walked around the living room.

The School of Guanxi has clear welfare provisions for professor-level lecturers like Li Bokang. Normally, their dormitory housing must be more than 150 square meters, and must also have a series of special benefits such as special cars, medical care, and insurance. However, Zhou Yuanzheng looked at the furnishings in the room and discovered that the old professor’s life It doesn't seem to be going well.

The room can be more than sixty square meters, with a living room and a bedroom, but Li Bokang lived in the living room and turned the bedroom into a quiet and closed study. The old bookshelves in the room were filled with books, and It seems that the classification is very complicated, and there are books about everything.

The decoration in the residence is very old, and some of the furniture still looks like it was from before the 19th century, but it is still neat and orderly.

"Sit anywhere you want!" Li Bokang greeted while sitting on the bed where he slept.

Zhou Yuanzheng glanced around, bent down and sat on the only sofa in the living room, looked at Li Bokang with a smile, and saw that he poured himself a cup of tea and drank it slowly.

"When I come in and sit down, can't I even get a cup of tea?" Zhou Yuanzheng asked proactively.

Li Bokang glanced at him: "No one usually comes to my room, just a teacup."

"... Let's have a drink." Zhou Yuanzheng reached out to open the dishes and tableware he brought on the table, and asked casually: "Can you have a drink?"

"Yes!" Li Bokang nodded and helped Zhou Yuanzheng place the dishes and drinks.

Zhou Yuanzheng asked while playing with the tableware: "How long have you been at the Guanxi Academy?"

"Twelve years." Li Bokang was not polite at all. He reached out and picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of green vegetables and started eating.

"Before we separated, you were always in Nanhu, right?" Zhou Yuanzheng asked again.

The College of Military Relations used to be a subordinate unit of the General Political Command of the Military Ministry. The main institute was located in Nanhu. Later, because the Chen and Zhou cliques entered a period of military tension, the main institute was transferred to the Luhuai branch. This is what Zhou Yuanzheng meant before the family was separated.

Li Bokang nodded slowly: "Yes, I used to be in Nanhu, but later I moved to Luhuai with the college."

"Then why didn't you stay in Nanhu? Haha!" Zhou Yuanzheng asked bluntly: "After the war between us and the Chen Department, many old professors, management, and students were instigated to rebel and stayed here. .”

Li Bokang glanced at him: "That may be because I can't get into the eyes of the Chen family, and no one from them is looking for me."

"Haha!" Zhou Yuanzheng laughed when he heard this, poured him some wine from a disposable wine glass, and suddenly asked: "I have heard some things about you. There are rumors outside that before you were dismissed, You betrayed your wife and directly caused her death during the isolation interrogation?"

When Li Bokang heard this, he slowly raised his head and stared at Zhou Yuanzheng expressionlessly without saying a word.

"Is there such a thing?" Zhou Yuanzheng ignored the other party's gaze and asked straightly.

"Yes." Li Bokang nodded and stretched out his hand to pick up another dish.

"Some people say that your wife was pregnant before she died. One body and two lives. Is that true?" Zhou Yuanzheng asked again without any scruples.

Li Bokang showed no emotion. He just picked up the vegetables and nodded: "Yes."

"Come, drink!" Zhou Yuanzheng picked up the wine glass.

"You want to use me?" Li Bokang picked up the wine glass and looked directly at the other person and asked.

Zhou Yuanzheng paused: "Do you want to be activated?"

"I'm different from others. You'd better think carefully before using me." Li Bokang replied lightly, raised his head and drank.

…

Three days later, some senior officials who had moved forward arrived in Sichuan under the protection of Yegor and others.

Qin Yu and Fu Zhenguo participated in the negotiations with Qianjin Chen. The two sides reached a consensus on military alliance and political friendship, with the condition that they trade a destroyer.

This news must be kept strictly confidential. After several discussions on price, the two parties finally reached a preliminary agreement.

But just because the matter is settled, it doesn't mean that the warship will come back immediately, because the people in Sichuan don't know much about this game, so they need to inspect the goods before trading.

Originally, Qin Yu wanted Fu Zhenguo's team to fly to the Sixth District to check the basic situation of the warship, but considering that there was also chaos there, he had no choice but to ask the Gu Department for help. They formed a team of experts and went over to conduct a comprehensive inspection of the goods.

Moreover, after the relationship between the Sichuan government and the other party warmed up, they would also move around each other to show friendship, so the Sichuan government also sent a visiting delegation, mainly composed of Ma Laoer and Wu Di.

Before the expert group and visiting group set off, Fu Zhen found his father and said bluntly: "Let me go with you, otherwise I will be too busy."

"You should take a break! If you are kidnapped again, it is impossible for me to go to the Sixth District!" Fu Zhenguo replied angrily.

"Fuck!" Fu Zhen cursed out loud.

"What did you say?" Fu Zhenguo was confused.

"I...I didn't mean that. You misunderstood. I was scolding myself, Dad!"