Ma Laoer, wearing a military vehicle at the entrance of Maoye Apartment in Fengbei City, turned his head and said, "Baojun will come with me. Others will wait for a while."

"Long" car action group nodded.
five minutes later
Ling Ye pushed the door open and said, "Just in time. You’re ready for breakfast. Come on in."
Ma Laoer entered the room and took off his military coat, revealing the iconic Chinese tunic suit of the Military Supervision Bureau. The whole person looked at it and walked into the kitchen with great spirit.
Wu Di sat at the dining table in pajamas and waved with a smile. "Come and try my daughter-in-law’s egg cake."
Ma Laoer smiled and swished back, "It seems that you really did your homework in the evening if you can cook the egg cake with the chef Yuzryha. This is … to make up your body, right?"
"Roll calf" Wu Di criticised a.
In the past two years, Wu Di has looked inexplicably "mature", lost a lot of free and easy energy, and was more calm and vicissitudes. In short, he looked more like a middle-aged man than the rich and handsome eldest brother when he first met Qin Yu.
Wu Di’s external and psychological changes mainly come from the premature unification of the pressure zone at home, which made the commander of the General Political Department of the military feel uneasy. When he re-selected, he gave up the World War II zone with a weaker strength and chose to unite with many powerful forces of the Shensha Party and government. As a result, it was very difficult to get close to Director Wu in the World War II zone.
More than two years ago, the General Logistics Department of the Military Department secretly established the Military Investigation Bureau, and the first director was Zhang Jiang.
There is already a military supervision bureau. Why do you need another military intelligence unit? This kind of political layout means very obvious now … This obvious meaning has been made public. Zhang Jiang has been transferred to the Military Supervision Bureau as deputy director for two years, and this move is obviously directed at Wu Jialai.
Restaurant Ling Ye took some plastic cups with rice porridge, put them in them and gently rushed to Ma Laoer and said, "Your brothers haven’t had breakfast, have they? I’ll send them some."
"Thank you, Mr. Ye!" Ma Laoer replied with a smile.
"It’s not always Mr. Ye. I’m running errands around Diego at most." Ling Ye quipped and answered.
Say that finish Ling Ye wear good clothes carrying food treasure army a floor.
"alas"
When Wu Di saw Ling Ye leaving, he sighed with a serious expression and said to Ma Laoer, "To put it simply, Zhang Jiang has been crushed by my dad since he became an official. He wanted to compete for the position of the military supervision bureau in the north, but he didn’t succeed before being transferred to the headquarters. That Yang Cheng was more troublesome. His dad was the deputy director of the military supervision bureau. Later, he was directly dismissed by my dad because of his position. Finally, he was depressed at home. These two people not only had a very firm political stance, but also had an old hatred with us. They handed them a butcher knife."
Ma Laoer nodded slowly.
"You Songjiang handle a lot of things, including business, ground and intelligence," Wu Di said gently. "I feel that they will take you as a breakthrough, so you must be careful."
"I know this," Ma Laoer nodded. "I felt it as soon as Yang Cheng went today."
"… after the game of the Military Supervision Bureau, there will be some friction between the warlords in the nine districts." Wu Di added again that "the decisive battle is coming soon or our army will be wiped out; Either ….. After the old royal class nine areas, follow the example of the seven divisions and rule the river separately. "
Ma Laoer looked a little haggard. Wu Di "Is it big?"
"Who knows" Wu Di glanced out of the window "There are six or seven warlords in the nine districts who can fucking talk, and their faces are unclear. Perhaps there is a hidden complexity that is far from the other two districts … No one can see it."
……
plane
Jiang Xue yawned while eating a crude hamburger and said, "Call me when I get to Chuanfu after eating."
"Director Jiang, what are we doing in Sichuan this time?"
"Investigating the North Wind Mouth" Jiang Xue replied lightly.
Chapter 15 sensible director jiang
Wu Di, a rented apartment in Fengbei Ling Ye, lit a cigarette and took a deep breath. He said, "The current situation in the nine districts is unstable. It depends on the district’s face and secretly supports the anti-Chen forces in the seven districts. The old party and government items in the seven districts are now treading on thin ice. They will not wait until the next general election to decide the outcome, but must solve the problem of the ownership of the nine districts before this."
Ma Laoer nodded slowly.
"Second, Songjiang is the place where our generation started. There are too many secrets hidden here. You must be careful to guard against that Yang Cheng." Wu Di said with a dignified face. "If there is something wrong with Songjiang, then … then we will be defeated in the military supervision bureau. Commander Zhou will be able to walk on one leg without our support."
"I understand" Ma Laoer nodded.
Wu Di looked at him and was silent for a long time. Suddenly, he said with some temperament, "I’m white. Anyway, I’ve made some friends in Wu Di for so many years. Don’t worry, if we really help, I’ll let you go back to Sichuan first."