District 9

In the Eighth District of Yanbei, the meeting of the Supreme Military and Political Department lasted until after nine o'clock in the evening, and Meng Xi, who had not had much rest all day, could only squeeze out a little time to have a bowl of rice.

In the lounge, Meng Xi was studying the report he got back from the Ministry of Military Affairs while eating a simple work meal of three vegetables and one meat.

After the civil war, Qin Yu claimed that he wanted to focus on matters in the general strategic direction, so all the specific work of connecting with the Eighth District was handed over to Meng Xi. To put it bluntly, Qin Yu was tired from the civil war and wanted to rest for a while, so he used Meng Xi as a tool and blamed him for everything.

Meng Xi has been as tired as a grandson recently. He drinks plain water and urinates yellowish urine, and his hair falls out in handfuls.

Not long after the meal, the assistant knocked on the door and came in. He said softly to Meng Xi: "Secretary-general, Yegor, who is advancing forward, has arrived in Yanbei and wants to meet you."

Meng Xi's current external official position is Secretary-General of the Military and Political Affairs of the Sichuan Government, which in abbreviated form means... Qin Yu's personal secret.

Meng Xi raised his head when he heard the sound: "When did you make the call?"

"Just now."

"...Tell him that I am not free today." Meng Xi replied calmly: "Look at your schedule tomorrow and spare half an hour for me to meet with him."

"Uh... Yegor said that if you don't see him today, he will be waiting at the door of the main building." The assistant replied.

Meng Xi put down his chopsticks helplessly and gasped: "Then now, let him set a table at Yanbei Hotel and treat me to a meal."

"Haha, okay." The assistant nodded.

…

Forty minutes later.

As a foreign guest, Yegor actually took the initiative to entertain Meng Xi at a government-owned hotel in the Eighth District.

In the private room, after the two of them sat opposite each other, Meng Xi was not polite and directly opened a bottle of expensive red wine and started eating and drinking.

With a smile on his face, Yegor chatted with Meng Xi for a while before going straight to the point and said: "...Secretary-General, after the military and political conference is over, will the terms we signed before also enter the implementation stage? Already?"

Meng Xi turned to look at him and asked with a smile: "What terms?"

Yegor patiently replied in fluent Chinese: "Of course there are terms of cooperation regarding Hucha."

"Ah, I remembered it." Meng Xi suddenly realized: "Yes, there is such a thing."

"This time I came to Yanbei, firstly, to congratulate the coalition forces for completely ending the civil war, driving away the reactionaries, and regaining the main political power." Yegor has had more contact with the Chinese, and he has become very oily in his speech. It's no longer simple and crude, but full of compliments: "Secondly... on behalf of Qianjin Chen, I want to advance the content of the terms as soon as possible."

When Meng Xi heard this, he replied with an embarrassed look on his face: "Old Ye, I understand your mood very well, but this matter is not my business now."

"You are the Secretary-General...!"

"It's no use that I'm the secretary-general. I'm mainly focusing on the integration of the troops now." Meng Xi interrupted and replied: "I'm not very good at interjecting at the government affairs desk."

Yegor blinked: "Then who should I talk to about this matter?"

"Oh, this matter is really difficult to handle." Meng Xi explained with a sad face: "The situation in the three major districts before was that Sichuan, Seventh District, Eighth District, and Nineth District all had their own regional policies. , each is in charge of its own affairs, but now that the integration is about to start, the regional government will no longer exist... At present, I really don’t know who will be responsible for the government affairs in the future. "

Yegor was stunned when he heard this, and said urgently with sweat on his forehead: "Lao Meng, when we moved forward to support Beifengkou, we risked provoking a civil war and suffering infamy! Your air force and army are here. We also helped a lot when fighting against freedom of movement. Moreover, it was you who took the initiative to give us some rights to inspect the land and infrastructure...!"

"Yes, yes, our Sichuan government also thanks you for your help."

"Yes, you were responsible for the docking matter at the beginning, so you have to help me finish this matter no matter what." Yegor continued: "Old Meng, to be honest, I am in this matter In terms of work, I also bear a lot of pressure..."

"I understand." Meng Xi still said with an embarrassed look on his face: "Old Ye, from a personal emotional point of view, I can understand your situation, but... I really can't do anything about this matter now. First of all, it's It is no longer under my control. Secondly, I am a member of the Sichuan government, and after the leadership department of the political office is reorganized in the future, the people in power should be people from the Eighth District, so... it is not easy for us to talk."

"What do you mean?"

"I suggest you go directly to Commander-in-Chief Qin to discuss this matter..."

"Brother, I went, but Commander-in-Chief Qin's adjutant said that he has not been in good health recently and it is inconvenient to see guests." Yegor was so anxious that he was spinning around.

"Oh, yes, Commander-in-Chief Qin is not in good health." Meng Xi blinked, looked at him and said, "If that doesn't work, you can go directly to Governor Lin Yaozong."

"Are you kidding me? I can't even see Commander-in-Chief Qin, but can I see Governor Lin?" Yegor was about to cry.

"Alas." Meng Xi sighed, looked at Yegor and said, "Old Ye, can I tell you a few words from a personal perspective?"

"Okay, tell me!"

"I personally think that if you want to advance this matter as soon as possible, you should take the initiative to modify the terms." Meng Xi said in a low voice: "...In this way, it may be much easier to operate."

"What does that mean?"

"What was written in the previous terms?" Meng Xi asked.

"Establish a special area for us in Khocha! Give us the right to build infrastructure at the border, including airports, railways, and highways, and give us a high degree of autonomy. The land lease period is one hundred years, and that's about it." Yegor thought for a moment and replied.

"...Old Ye, which unified regime have you ever seen that would cede its own territory?" Meng Xi asked with a smile.

"But this is what you promised!" Yegor was anxious.

"Our Sichuan government agrees, because Hucha cedes hundreds of kilometers of land, which has no impact on us! But now that it is unified, whether the eight district governments will agree in the future... I can't say." Meng Xi replied confidently.

Yegor was stunned, speechless, and looked at Meng Xi angrily: "...Secretary-General, here are the terms. Your Sichuan government will not break its trust internationally, right?"

"Did you bring the sample terms and conditions?" Meng Xi asked, still smiling.

"Bring it."

"Take it out." Meng Xi waved his hand.

Yegor glanced at him and took out the template from his bag.

Meng Xi directly opened the first page and read out the most important clause in the clause: "The first clause, the third clause: 800 kilometers of land will be planned for the area north of the 017 section of Hucha Highway 3. Go forward and rent for a hundred years. Is that what it was originally written?"

"Yes!" Yegor nodded.

"Lao Ye, there is no doubt that our government will not lose its trust internationally. If you insist on being more serious, the land can definitely be leased to you, but what do you think the Eighth District will plan for it?" Meng Xi said slowly He took out the map, pointed to the north area and said: "If they plan 800 kilometers of open space for you, then everyone will be happy... But if they just shake their hands and directly plan 800 kilometers of mountains for you... then... That would be a little embarrassing.”

Yegor was confused again.

"... Qianshan Mountain and Yanluo Mountain are all on the north side...!" Meng Xi raised his head and looked at the other party: "Oh, the Himalayas are also on the northwest side... If you plan to go here, you may have to go to Mount Everest. Let’s get started!”

When Yegor heard this, he stood up suddenly and trembled with anger.