District 9

Yuchenchao's ability-based communication method instantly conquered the little white tiger who had no vision, so the two parties directly omitted the useless test sessions and talked about the main topic.

In the room, Yuchen sat on the sofa with his crotch between his legs, and said to Xiao Baihu politely: "My boss has one request right now, that is, we can run as fast as we can. As for money, it is definitely not an issue. "

"The main thing is what situation is your boss in right now? Are the bosses already planning to touch him, or can they still deal with it?" Xiao Baihu asked proactively.

"To tell you the truth, a person in charge of the Changji Military Intelligence Station is trying every means to deduct money from my boss. If this were not the case, my boss might have been arrested long ago." Yuchen said in a low voice: "That's why I... want us to arrange for him to leave as soon as possible. As long as he can leave the three major districts, my boss will definitely accept it at a price."

"Oh, that's right." Little White Tiger nodded slowly: "How many people need to be transferred?"

"There are at least fifty core members, and there are also some assets that are inconvenient to transfer from Asia League Bank, such as antique collections and so on."

"...!" Xiao Baihu was very excited when he heard this, but he still said calmly: "I can't make the decision on this matter, I still have to report it to the superiors."

"Arrange it as soon as possible. It's good for everyone." Yuchen took out a wad of cash from his bag again, stretched out his hand and handed it to the other party and said, "It's not easy for brothers to meet me. It's not respectful at all!"

"You're too polite!" Xiao Baihu said as he took the money: "You stay here first, and we will verify the situation."

"No problem." Yuchen nodded with a smile.

An hour later, Xiao Baihu called Xiao Qinglong and whispered: "Find a way to find connections and check out this rich man in Changji...!"

…

Border areas.

A blond and blue-eyed officer was sitting in a hiding place with six men of the same race, packing up firearms, handguns, explosives and other items.

Their mission this time was to attack the light rail train bound for Yanbei. Their purpose was to retaliate against some political actions by Sichuan clique personnel in the fourth district, as well as a series of military actions by the Wu clique at Beifengkou.

To put it simply, it is to artificially create fear and panic all walks of life when the military and political meetings in the three major regions are held.

After the Zhou Clan retreated overseas, they had closer contact with the Free Tribes. They had completely transformed into a political system invaded by foreign political forces, and they had lost their decision-making power in many matters, including military matters.

…

In the evening, around 7:30.

Meng Xi's car arrived at the reception hotel affiliated to the Military and Political Council, and after waiting for a while, he successfully picked up Yan Sihui.

Maybe it was because she was meeting Meng Xi today, so Yan Sihui finally dressed up less neutrally, instead wearing a skirt and light makeup.

But after Meng Xi sat in the car and looked at her, she thought to herself, you might as well not wear any makeup. With this makeup... your mouth looked even more swollen, as if you had two red peppers hanging on it.

"...Haha, let's go!" Meng Xi opened the car door for Yan Sihui like a gentleman and said with a forced smile.

Yan Sihui got into the car, turned to look at Meng Xi next to her and asked, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Meng Xi was stunned for a moment, not understanding what the other party meant.

"You don't even have a word of praise for a lady who puts on makeup for you?" Yan Sihui asked with a smile.

After being stunned for a long time, Meng Xi replied with an awkward smile: "...You look really good today!"

"Hey, thank you!" Yan Sihui nodded politely.

Meng Xi looked at the chili pepper on her mouth, couldn't help but swallowed, raised his head and ordered: "Let's go directly to the venue!"

…

At 8:30 in the evening, the Yanbei Hotel was under full martial law. The top military and political officials from the three major districts gathered here tonight, preparing to hold a cocktail party to communicate in advance.

After Meng Xi and Yan Sihui entered the venue together, they began to chat with their acquaintances. The latter did not deliberately stick to Meng Xi, but specifically talked to the female family members of District 7.

In this way, after Meng Xi had been wandering around the venue for about two hours, he happened to bump into Chen Jun coming down from upstairs.

"Hey, Secretary-General Meng, I heard that you are accompanied by a beautiful woman today!" Chen Jun said jokingly.

"...Haha." Meng Xi smiled: "Well, I picked her up on the way!"

"Where are the people?" Chen Jun asked.

"She seems to be with the women, not with me!"

"That's what's wrong with you. You said you don't know any of the generals from the three regions? Do you still need to continue to communicate with each other? You should be with the beautiful woman now!" Chen Jun was like crazy, trying his best to match up. Meng Xi and Yan Sihui: "Well, you go and call him, and I'll take you upstairs to meet the people in District 7!"

"No need?"

"Oh, it's definitely good for you. Go ahead and call him. I'll wait for you here!" Chen Jun insisted.

Meng Xi didn't want to refute his face, so she smiled, turned around and walked towards the female family members.

The place where the female family members stayed was on the right side of the first floor. There was a long corridor in the middle. After Meng Xi walked around the area and asked a few familiar faces, he entered the corridor and prepared to find Yan Sihui.

But what Meng Xi didn't expect was that as soon as he stepped out of the corridor, he heard Yan Sihui scolding someone with sharp words.

"Are you blind?! Don't you even know how to serve drinks? This is a dinner party. You soiled my skirt. How can I eat later?" Yan Sihui angrily pointed at a relatively plain-dressed woman holding a dinner plate. The girl cursed.

"No... I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do it!" The girl bent over and apologized.

"What's the use of saying you didn't mean it? The dinner is about to start!" Yan Sihui scolded her again with a broken heart: "...How can a hotel with a national title use such clumsy staff like you!! It's really unlucky, Make someone like me Ning (you country boy!)"

In the second half of the sentence, Yan Sihui cursed in her hometown dialect, with a tone full of contempt and disdain.

The girl didn't dare to speak, she just lowered her head and remained silent.

"What are you looking at? Get lost!" Yan Sihui waved her hand.

This expression and tone happened to be heard by Meng Xi, who had just walked over. He looked at Yan Sihui's profile and frowned unconsciously.

When people lose control of their emotions, they are most likely to reveal their true nature, and it is also difficult to continue to pretend.

Meng Xi felt an inexplicable feeling of boredom in his heart, but he still took the initiative to walk over and said with a smile: "Chen Jun called us!"

Yan Sihui turned around suddenly when she heard the voice. When she saw it was Meng Xi, she immediately put a smile on her face: "Come on, let's go together!"

"good!"

When Meng Xi was replying, he turned his head and saw the face of the scolded girl, and then his heart suddenly rippled...

Just at this glance, Meng Xi suddenly felt a throbbing feeling in his heart. The feeling was hard to explain, but it was just different.

"I'm sorry...!" The girl nodded again, holding the tray very cautiously, and strode towards the corridor side, and the direction she was running in was where the female relatives of the ninth district were, and there was Da Ya's wife over there. There are also wives of other officers from the Songjiang Clan.

"She...she's not a staff member." Yan Sihui also muttered to herself.

Meng Xi stared blankly at the girl's back, feeling a little lost for a moment.

Destiny and destiny sometimes happen in just a moment. Who is this woman? Let Meng Xi, a bachelor of thirty years...

Is it too early to get hard? !