Chapter 803 Negotiations

One day later, around 9:30 in the morning, Dragon City, Fuhai Teahouse.

The teahouse had three floors and was decorated in a quaint style. On weekdays, those who came here for tea were all wealthy bosses.

This teahouse also had some official backing, being one of the industries under the Dragon City garrison.

At this time, several military vehicles stopped downstairs, and thirty or so soldiers jumped out of the vehicles one after another, quickly forming two neat rows in front of the door.

Tan Mingchao and Jiang Zheng pushed the door open and came down. Both were wearing military uniforms, looking very formal.

"Young Master Tan, Young Master Jiang!"

The manager of the teahouse stood at the door with a bowed waist and a face full of smiles: "The private room has been prepared for you, please come upstairs."

"Okay." Tan Mingchao nodded and went upstairs with Jiang Zheng. The soldiers followed behind them with neat steps.

Because it had been reserved in advance, there were few people on the first floor of the teahouse at this time. Simple, antique Eight Immortals tables were placed in the hall, with only a few waiters leaning beside them, curiously looking at them.

The staircase leading to the upper floors was also made of redwood, luxurious but not ostentatious, very much to Tan Mingchao's liking. As he went upstairs, he patiently said to Jiang Zheng beside him, "An Qiqi and I have done our best in this matter. When you talk later, you must restrain your emotions!"

Jiang Zheng listened to him with his head down, without saying a word.

Tan Mingchao continued, "She is different from the Administrative faction and Su Tianyu and others. She is trying her best to resolve this matter, smooth out the negative impact, and maintain the stability of Dragon City. In a way, you should even thank her."

Hearing this, Jiang Zheng couldn't help but frown and said, "In the end, she is also Su Tianyu's person, why should I thank her?"

Tan Mingchao heard a trace of dissatisfaction in these words, his face suddenly darkened, and he glanced at Jiang Zheng: "If you have emotions, then don't talk about this matter."

Seeing the other party's unhappy expression, Jiang Zheng's expression and tone immediately softened a lot, and he replied: "Oh, brother! I'm definitely here to solve the problem! If it can really be resolved, that would be the best. No one wants to be stuck forever! I'm also trying to save my brother, I don't necessarily want to go against his Administrative faction."

Hearing this, Tan Mingchao nodded, and his expression improved a lot.

"Two officers, this is it!"

The manager led them to the third floor and stopped in front of a private room with the name "Bicui Pavilion" on it. The group pushed the door open and walked in.

The decoration of the private room was also very delicate. The tables and chairs were made of sandalwood, and the tea set on the table was made of Zisha clay, all of which were valuable. A large screen stood in front of the door, with beautiful ink paintings on it, which greatly enhanced the grade of the entire private room.

Tan Mingchao and Jiang Zheng sat down, and the manager asked softly, "Which tea would you two officers like to drink?"

Tan Mingchao waved his hand: "The usual, go ahead."

"Okay, please wait a moment." The manager nodded and quickly left the private room.

About ten minutes later, the brewed tea was delivered. Because the agreed time had not yet arrived, the two drank tea while waiting for An Qiqi.

Outside the private room, because the corridor was relatively narrow, only three or four soldiers were left to guard outside, and the rest were sitting in other private rooms waiting.

At ten o'clock sharp, An Qiqi's car stopped downstairs. She was wearing a heroic military uniform and led four guards, guided by the manager, into the private room.

"You're here, come, sit down." Seeing An Qiqi, Tan Mingchao smiled and waved, while introducing the person next to him: "You've met him, Jiang Zheng."

"Hello." An Qiqi politely extended her hand to Jiang Zheng.

"Hello." Jiang Zheng stood up, shook hands with An Qiqi, and then sat down together.

After the three exchanged pleasantries, they prepared to begin negotiations.

Not long after, downstairs at the teahouse, two ordinary cars slowly stopped at a nearby intersection.

...

At the same time, Sri Lanka small town, the People's Army garrison.

Since the merger with the Huatong Association, the scale of the garrison has expanded a lot. Looking around, there were well-trained troops everywhere, and armored vehicles and tanks were readily available.

Even a small airport had been built in the garrison, with dozens of armed helicopters parked there, ready for combat at any time.

Although many buildings had been renovated, the headquarters was still the same as before, with no changes.

In the commander-in-chief's office, Xin Xiaodong was wearing a military uniform and sitting on the steps in front of the door, crunching on a piece of watermelon.

Zhao Weihu sat next to him, with his trouser legs rolled up, smoking a cigarette and looking at him, and said, "Where are you going to make a fortune this time?"

Xin Xiaodong raised his head and jokingly said, "I'm going to do Dragon City's financial savings, are you in?"

Zhao Weihu smiled: "You kid, you're getting too cocky now."

Xin Xiaodong grinned: "Boss, I will always be your most loyal army commander!"

"Stop bullshitting." Zhao Weihu flicked the ashes of his cigarette: "You've all learned bad things from Su Tianyu! Tell me, what do you think is going on this time, is Dragon City going to have some movement?"

"Clang!"

Xin Xiaodong threw the watermelon rind into the iron bucket next to him, wiped his mouth, and replied with a solemn expression: "The main division of our First Army, cooperating with Lao Fei's side, a total of more than 10,000 people are all dispatched! And they are marching overnight, gathering tonight at Haiyan Pit outside Dragon City."

After hearing this, Zhao Weihu's expression also became serious.

Xin Xiaodong leaned closer to him and whispered, "Commander, let me assess it for you, what do you say will happen in Dragon City?"

Zhao Weihu pondered for a long time, seemingly guessing Su Tianyu's thoughts, and nodded lightly: "That's right. Tired, let's destroy it."

After speaking, Zhao Weihu put out his cigarette, stood up, patted Xin Xiaodong on the shoulder, and teased, "If you can really see the gate of Dragon City's financial savings, leave me a door."

Xin Xiaodong made a gesture: "Oorah!"

The two chatted for a few more sentences, and three or four minutes later, Xin Xiaodong patted his butt, stood up from the steps, and said to Zhao Weihu, "Commander, then I will be stationed next to you, leaving tonight, ha!"

Zhao Weihu nodded: "The order to release is to be issued immediately."

Xin Xiaodong brought his legs together and saluted him with a very standard military salute: "Yes, Commander!"

...

At the same time, Dragon City, the General Administration of Unification.

In the conference room, Su Tianyu stood in front of the table, looking at a Dragon City defense map placed in front of him, frowning and thinking about something.

Jin Maohui, and Fei Pingsheng, who had secretly flown back, also stood in the conference room, and the two were whispering to each other.

After a while, Su Tianyu raised his head and looked at Fei Pingsheng and said, "That's the matter, let's decide it like that."

Fei Pingsheng said with an approving look: "I think it's feasible! Thinking about it any further is just the same thing! Hesitation will lead to defeat, let's just do it, Director Su!"