Chapter 141 The Reception

Evening. After arranging the troop rotation plan in the brigade headquarters, Wen Zhanbo was just about to take a rest when his second sister's call came through. "Hello?"

"Are you busy?"

"Just finished the troop rotation," Wen Zhanbo loosened his collar wearily. "Was about to get some rest."

"Then come to the city, we're at the Red Sun Hotel," his second sister said with a smile. "The Qu family is here, and some of the generals' wives have arrived. I heard that Yu Zhen and Yu Mingyuan's mother are coming too. As the host, you have to show your face and entertain everyone."

Wen Zhanbo paused for a moment and said with a wry smile, "I'm a bit tired. Why don't you take care of it?"

"Look at what you're saying. You're the host, what am I supposed to entertain?" his second sister frowned. "The two kids can't hold down the fort. You have to come, or it'll look like we're being arrogant and impolite."

"Sigh."

Wen Zhanbo sighed deeply. "Alright, I'll head over now."

"Great."

After the two finished talking, Wen Zhanbo got up and left the office, calling his chief of staff and the regimental commander to leave the camp together.

…

At this time, it was already past seven in the evening. Su Tianyu stood near the arrival gate at the airport, smoking a cigarette while waiting for An Qiqi, Wa Wa, Yu Zhen, Yu's mother, and the others to arrive.

An Qiqi had sent Su Tianyu the flight information before boarding. She had originally told him that she would arrive in The Dragon City by six o'clock, but now it was delayed by more than an hour.

"Dilingling!"

A phone rang. Su Tianyu stubbed out his cigarette, took out his phone, and pressed the answer button. "Hello, Brother Yuan!"

"Haven't arrived yet?" Yu Mingyuan asked.

"Not yet. I went inside and asked just now, and they said the flight was delayed." Su Tianyu frowned. "But it should be soon, I saw the landing time has been updated."

"Can you be back before 9:30?"

"Probably."

"Okay, then we'll start the banquet when you arrive," Yu Mingyuan softly instructed. "Give me a call when you set off."

"Got it."

After saying that, the two ended the call. Gou Liuzi walked into the airport hall. When he saw the flight information showing that the plane would land in twenty minutes, he even straightened his cow-licked hairstyle in front of the mirror, preparing to greet his "mother-in-law."

…

About forty minutes later, downstairs at the Red Sun Hotel.

Wen Zhanbo, wearing plain clothes and accompanied by his key officers, walked up the steps and into the lobby.

Across the street, inside an ordinary delivery van, a man holding a walkie-talkie said, "Target entered the building."

"Roger, continue to observe," someone replied on the walkie-talkie.

Inside the lobby, as soon as Wen Zhanbo and the others entered, Yu Mingyuan personally came downstairs to greet them. "Uncle, come on, this way, everyone's been waiting for you for a long time."

"Hehe!" Wen Zhanbo said with his hands behind his back, "Has the banquet started?"

"Not yet, my mom and my aunt will be here soon," Yu Mingyuan replied as he led the way. "Second Aunt wants to wait for them to arrive before we start eating."

"Your Second Aunt is quite thoughtful," Wen Zhanbo said, already treating Yu Mingyuan as one of his own family. Apart from not having changed the way they addressed each other, their relationship was almost that of a father-in-law and son-in-law.

The group walked and chatted as they stepped into the elevator together.

…

North of The Dragon City, on a remote street.

More than thirty military vehicles sped through the tunnel, heading towards the city center.

The surveillance cameras at both entrances of the tunnel were completely blocked, and every intersection was guarded by soldiers from the garrison command. Ordinary social vehicles and pedestrians were not allowed to pass.

At the same time.

At the Dragon City Garrison Command, two regiments of the First Army's 312th Brigade also began to move towards the new garrison area according to orders, and the general direction was also towards Mount Hill.

…

The banquet hall on the sixth floor of the Red Sun Hotel had been booked entirely by Yu Mingyuan for the pre-wedding reception for VIPs.

Not too many people were present tonight, about seven or eight tables, and most of them were friends of the Yu and Wen families from District One. So, they had also specially sent people to "stand guard" in the corridor to prevent anyone from secretly taking photos.

After entering the hall, Wen Zhanbo immediately saw his second sister chatting away with a group of women.

In the system, the politics of wives is very important. Although his second sister was now in a semi-retired state, the circles she mixed in were all incredibly impressive. Any of the officials' wives that were picked out at random, their husbands were at least lieutenant colonels.

"Sis."

Wen Zhanbo went over to greet her.

"Oh, congratulations, Brigade Commander Wen!"

"Haha, Old Wen, long time no see! You've become even more handsome!"

"Yeah, you've got a manly charm!"

"…!"

A group of old women surrounded Wen Zhanbo, chattering and teasing him.

"Thank you all for coming all the way to attend my daughter's wedding…"

"Oh, there are no outsiders here, you don't have to be so formal," his second sister said with a smile. "Say something down-to-earth!"

Wen Zhanbo's head hurt from the noise of the old women, and he said helplessly, "Alright, eat well, drink well, and have fun! Mingyuan, make sure you take care of these 'little mothers' and fulfill their every request!"

"Got it," Yu Mingyuan nodded slowly from the side.

"You rascal, you just want to take advantage of people!" A woman in her thirties, said coyly to Wen Zhanbo.

"Don't call me by my nickname in public, haha!" Wen Zhanbo winked at her. "Come on, everyone, sit down, sit down!"

A group of people crowded around Wen Zhanbo and went to the main table.

"Dilingling!"

Just then, a phone rang. Wen Zhanbo lowered his head, picked up his phone, glanced at the caller ID, and said, "You guys sit first, I'll take a call."

After saying that, Wen Zhanbo walked to a quiet place and pressed the answer button. "Hello?"

"Brigade Commander Wen, I'm giving you a heads-up, the situation in The Dragon City is a bit off." Inside the phone, a middle-aged man said in a low voice, "Just now, the Garrison Command suddenly pulled one of He Yuzheng's regiments in, without any prior warning. Also…the commander of the 312th Brigade is currently at the command headquarters, communicating with the higher-ups."

Hearing this, the smile on Wen Zhanbo's face instantly disappeared. "You mean…?!"

"They're definitely coming for you. Someone's going to make a move on you tonight." The other party stopped short of revealing too much, "I heard…that Kang Dinghuang of the Qingyi Bureau is orchestrating this."

Wen Zhanbo frowned. "Do you know where He Yuzheng's troops are?"

"They should have entered the city by now," the other party replied.

Hearing this, Wen Zhanbo's heart skipped a beat.

Nearby, Yu Mingyuan was smiling broadly as he greeted the guests, and the sounds of greetings and chatter kept coming. For a moment, Wen Zhanbo felt a little dizzy.

…

Outside the Red Sun Hotel.

Three cars stopped at the mouth of the alley. Kang Dinghuang sat in the car, looking at the various vehicles symbolizing status at the entrance of the hotel, and muttered with a smile, "It's quite lively!"