"What does this mean?" Meng Xi looked at Fu Zhen in a shabby cotton-padded jacket and asked 1.

"Commander Qin has arranged it for you." Cha Meng tugged at a pair of shocks and said, "Fu Tuanchang, this is Meng Xi, the commander-in-chief of the experimental field theater strategy, the highest commander of the first grain-producing army!"
Fu Zhen turned his head and looked at Cha Meng. "Fuck farming?"
"Yes" was a fierce nod.
"I’m your mother. I’m not hurt well. You let me farm? !” Fu Zhen is impatient.
"Welcome to the largest experimental field of the General Administration of Agriculture …" Meng Xi held out his palm with reserve.
Qin Yu, the head of the headquarters, sat in an office chair thinking about various groups and forces in Sichuan, District and District 9, and finally wrote the names of Meng Xi and Fu Zhen on a blank sheet of paper …
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district
The old cat was waiting for the news from Qin Yu when the words suddenly rang. He looked at the incoming number a little unexpectedly and slowly pressed the answer key. "Hello? What’s the big leader’s command …? "
Chapter 2315 Some evacuation
dusk
The old cat returned to Yanbei with some astonished people, and invited some senior officials of the District Police Administration to have dinner.
Old Cat Xi politely raised his glass at a middle-aged man and said in a low voice, "Deputy Director Dong has given you trouble these days and we are ready to leave."
Deputy Director Dong looks old, but he is a big man with a Chinese face. He looks very fierce.
"Director Li Xinhui, we are really capable of this case," Deputy Director Dong also said in a low voice. "We were just about to enter the camp to search there, and we can get the news immediately. People can’t hold back what they said, and nothing is added. This period is a bit sensitive. We have less political words and the troops there are doing things very fiercely. We have done it twice and didn’t come up with the results. We may not be able to cooperate with them later. You know what I mean?"
"I understand," the old cat nodded.
"Alas, the troops who have been fighting for years are not to be taunted." Deputy Director Dong sighed.
"Forget it, I’ll go back to Sichuan House first." The old cat paused and said, "It’s not feasible in the future. We can let the 956 division take the initiative to put Xinhui back to Sichuan House through the coordination of the army level."
"If you can do that, if a theater headquarters can say a word, they will not dare to protect Xinhui to death." Deputy Director Dong nodded.
"Well, anyway, we have caused you trouble during this period. I propose a toast to you."
"You’re welcome!"
Say that finish two people drink a toast.
After thanking the people here at the District Police General Administration, the old cat stopped talking about drinking and chatting with everyone until the banquet was over. He said to Deputy Director Dong, "Oh, by the way, your side of Dong Bureau has to fill in a procedure for me, that is, our District General Administration agreed that the permission procedure for Sichuan police personnel to enter the district to handle cases is your investigation or your leading case. I have to put it in the materials later and communicate with the troops later."
Deputy Director Dong paused a little. "I gave you this procedure, which is easy to leave hidden dangers. Hehe!"
Both sides are wise old cats and lean their heads to Deputy Director Dong. "I never give trouble to my friends."
Deputy Director Dong slowly nodded "OK, I’ll give it to you" after careful consideration.
The old cat fuels "Thank you, Deputy Director Dong"
"Alas, help each other, and now the political environment will happen. One day, we in Sichuan will have to ask for you." Deputy Director Dong said with a sigh.
It’s over. Both sides nodded their heads and didn’t talk deeply.
After the banquet broke up, the members of the task force, such as Lao Mao and others, packed up their simple entourage and checked out of the reception hotel and returned to Sichuan by plane.
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late night
The battalion commander of the 956th Division, 3rd Regiment, 1st Battalion, Zone 1, was sitting in his own independent lounge, and his face turned red and asked, "Did you leave?" Ah, have you flown back? Ok, I see. Okay, you can order one over there. That’s it. "
The battalion commander put his mobile phone full of drinks and dishes on the desktop, looked up at a fat man in vain and said, "The people in the Sichuan government planning team can’t afford it and have already left by plane."