Buick in the distance.
Seeing the two senior government officials from the "Battlefield Supervision Group" jumping around, Commander Fan and Ma Xiaoguang felt inexplicably happy.
The fat man covered his mouth. He was afraid that he would attract the attention of others by laughing like a pig.
"Master Ge, these turtles know this time that the pot will fall from iron..."
Commander Fan took one last look at the two senior government officials, turned around, patted Ma Xiaoguang's shoulder and praised them angrily.
"These turtles are just starting now, you old man, just wait and see the good show!"
Ma Xiaoguang said to Commander Fan with a sly smile.
"I'm not busy watching the show. Let's go to the hospital quickly to see President Chen..."
Commander Fan patted the fat man in the driver's seat in front of him and said quickly.
The car quickly left Yong Yuli and drove to Renji Hospital.
It's still the familiar special care ward.
Now it's not "Director Song" who lives here, but President Chen.
"Brother Chen, you have suffered!"
As soon as Commander Fan entered the door and saw President Chen wrapped in gauze and reading a newspaper on the hospital bed, he couldn't hold himself tight and quickly stepped forward and said.
"Brother Haiting (Commander Fan's nickname), I just suffered some physical pain, nothing serious. I traveled all over the country in my early years and suffered much more than this old fire..."
President Chen put down the newspaper in his hand and turned to Commander Fan.
"Okay, everyone belongs to Brother Pao, not mother-in-law or mother... By the way, Brother Ma, are the supplies and the money raised still safe?"
President Chen casually changed the topic and turned around to ask what he was concerned about.
"Don't worry, President, the supplies have been transferred to our own warehouse. With your and Commander Fan's seals, you can pick them up at any time. If there are no vehicles, I will find a way!"
Ma Xiaoguang said to President Chen in a deep voice.
President Chen and Commander Fan exchanged glances upon hearing this, and both nodded happily.
The next morning.
Yipinxiang Hotel.
The two men looked at each other and stood in silence with their hands down.
The other person was wearing a frosty mask and was sitting opposite Commander Fan.
On the coffee table in front of me is a thick stack of photos.
"Commander Fan, you are so noble, and you don't remember the faults of the villain..."
Tang Huimin begged humbly to Commander Fan who looked indifferent with a flattering smile.
"That's right, Commander Fan, we are all doing it for the party and the country, so we still have to be merciful and merciful."
Zhang Yicheng also had a flattering smile on his face and said to Commander Fan kindly.
Shi Zhongwei looked blank and sat across from Commander Fan, saying nothing.
"Deputy Secretary-General Shi, what do you think?"
Commander Fan looked at Shi Zhongwei with a half-smile and asked.
"You are a gang, you are gangsters..."
Shi Zhongwei is still stubborn and stubborn.
"Surnamed Shi, I am setting up the Hanging Dragon Gate Formation with you here for the sake of the overall situation of the Anti-Japanese War (nonsense). Don't give me any shame!"
"I'm pissed off. I gave the photo to the newspaper. The Chinese newspaper didn't dare to accept it, so I gave it to Meimeiguo or Dai Ying. They are very interested in this kind of gossip!"
"When I was the commander of the field supervision team of the national government, I actually stayed in a prostitute at night. I am embarrassed to say anything about all the tricks you made."
"You're also blatantly smuggling cigarettes with the Neon People! If the Military Commission holds you accountable, your heads together won't be enough to cut off!"
When Commander Fan saw that Shi Zhongwei was still holding on there, his face changed and he said sternly.
Commander Fan was a soldier and a former helmsman, so he had a murderous aura about him.
A loud shout immediately made the three of them feel a chill in their hearts, and they couldn't help but shiver on a hot day.
"Secretary-General, we still have to put the overall situation first, otherwise Mr. Wang..."
Zhang Yicheng saw that the situation was not good, and Commander Fan became really angry again, so he weakly advised Shi Zhongwei.
"For the sake of the overall situation, we will not pursue the matter between you and Chen from Jingfu Company..."
Shi Zhongwei's face turned pale, red and white again, and he had no choice but to hold back these words.
"Haha, that's easy to say. Brother Ma, please enlighten him..."
Commander Fan sneered and turned to Ma Xiaoguang, who was standing beside him.
Ma Xiaoguang sneered and said: "Deputy Secretary-General Shi, you have to think carefully. This matter is not trivial. If it gets bigger, Mr. Wang may be implicated. Those Neon people are not ordinary businessmen!"
"They are members of the Neon Intelligence Agency! I'm afraid they won't be disgraced by then. Huang Jun and his son have learned from past mistakes. The acting dean's status is high enough... so what now?"
Tang Huimin was an intelligence officer and understood the dangers involved. He quickly came over and advised Shi Zhongwei: "Secretary-General, this collaboration with the enemy is a serious crime! If you don't get it right, you will lose your head!"
When Shi Zhongwei heard this, he also knew that a big hole had been dug this time. However, everything they had was solid evidence, and there was no embellishing or random fabrication.
Now even if he is asked to call Ma Xiaoguang daddy, he can only hold his nose and admit it!
"Three conditions. First, you can no longer unreasonably obstruct Commander Fan and the Sichuan Army soldiers from going to the front line. In addition, the equipment and supplies allocated by the Joint Logistics Office will be returned immediately and shall not be detained in the future..."
"Second, we must no longer slander and frame the Sichuan soldiers who fought in the war for no reason."
"Third, a private donation of 300,000 yuan will be transferred to the account of the Bashu Chamber of Commerce, which can be regarded as support for the Sichuan Army soldiers in the war of resistance."
Ma Xiaoguang laid out three conditions without hesitation.
"Three hundred thousand?"
When the three of them heard the last condition, they all widened their eyes and blurted out.
Ma Xiaoguang said to the three of them in a cold voice: "Don't be too much, this is the best solution, and it will also allow the three of you to prove your innocence."
Shi Zhongwei pondered for a while, and finally lowered his head helplessly and agreed to the conditions proposed by Ma Xiaoguang.
After the three people left, Commander Fan let out a sigh of relief.
"Brother, you and I will say goodbye here. The mountains are high and the rivers are long. See you again someday."
Commander Fan turned his head and spoke to Ma Xiaoguang solemnly and sincerely.
Ma Xiaoguang said, "Brother, don't say goodbye so early. I'm still going to meet the brothers from the 20th Army with you."
When Commander Fan heard this, he was slightly startled, and then smiled happily.
He understood that Ma Xiaoguang was worried about the people in the "Field Supervision Group" and was ready to continue to escort the Sichuan Army brothers.
it is more than words.
Time passed quickly, and there was no more trouble with the "Field Supervision Group". The materials were successfully delivered, and the "anti-war donation" of 300,000 yuan was also credited to the Bashu Chamber of Commerce.
With all these things done, it is already mid-October.
October 12th, early morning.
Jiading Nanxiang Town.
TRAIN STATION.
The platform was crowded.
Ma Xiaoguang and Commander Fan both stood solemnly on the platform in military uniforms, waiting quietly.
The fat man also had a rare military appearance and stood at the back.
"Woo——"
As the whistle sounded from far to near, the train rumbled into the station.
This is the first Sichuan army unit to enter the Songhu battlefield.
They are the 20th Army.
When the Sichuan Army soldiers stepped off the train, the people who picked them up felt a chill in their hearts!
