Seeing Xu Yingnan walking in with a big belly, the atmosphere in the conference room relaxed.
Song Ziyu quickly stopped what he was doing and stood up. He took the fruit plate from Xu Yingnan's hand with one hand and held Xu Yingnan's waist with the other.
"You can just let the people below do this kind of thing. Don't get pregnant." Song Ziyu said thoughtfully.
"Tch, how can someone else do this kind of thing? That would be meaningless." Xu Yingnan said with a smile: "Come and taste the afternoon tea I prepared for you."
So Song Ziyu immediately announced the adjournment of the meeting and everyone had something to eat together.
Business matters in the conference room were put aside, and everyone was talking about their parents' personal affairs.
"Lord City Lord, my wife is probably seven or eight months pregnant." Bai Shaoqing asked with a smile.
"That's right." Song Ziyu hugged Xu Yingnan, still feeling like first love.
"It's time to make some preparations for the baby. I don't know if it's a boy or a girl."
Bai Xun muttered.
"It must be a boy." Xu Yingnan said with a smile: "It would be good to have a son. He will be his father's help and manage Longshan together to benefit everyone."
Song Ziyu said: "Actually, it's not bad to have a girl. I like girls."
In Song Ziyu's eyes, boys and girls are the same, the most important thing is that Xu Yingnan is safe.
…
After afternoon tea, Xu Yingnan left the conference room.
Everyone continued to discuss.
The strategies to be decided at this small meeting are all decisive, and things that need to be known are also subject to certain confidentiality rights.
"Xiaolong, how is the condition of the road to the east? How much construction time will it take to open the road from here to the She'er settlement?" Song Ziyu asked.
Ma Xiaolong was personally responsible for the paving project of the eastern route. It stands to reason that Ma Xiaolong would not be the only one of his generation in Longshan, but Song Ziyu had the intention to promote Ma Xiaolong as a way to repay Ma Senming and the Ma family for their support.
Therefore, in Song Ziyu's view, as long as Ma Xiaolong is not a piece of mud that cannot be lifted up, he can definitely be lifted up.
Upon hearing Song Ziyu's inquiry, Ma Xiaolong replied: "Now the road construction team has arrived near the Yasen River bed, but the recent construction period has been affected."
"Why?"
Song Ziyu asked curiously.
"Because the local settlements objected to our construction of the road along the original route, which would offend their interests... As a last resort, I had to ask the construction team to bypass the Yasen River bed."
Ma Xiaolong replied.
"Arthur Riverbed?"
Song Ziyu walked to the huge hand-drawn map in the conference room, looked at it, and then said: "That is a dry riverbed. There has been no water for decades. What are they still guarding?"
Song Ziyu then gave instructions: "There is no detour. If we go around the river bed, the amount of work will increase significantly, which is unbearable for us."
"What do you mean?"
Ma Xiaolong asked.
"Ask Zhang Dahu to bring people over to talk to them, and be tougher. If we can't reach an agreement, we will help demolish their settlement."
Song Ziyu said.
"I see!"
Ma Xiaolong nodded.
Immediately, Song Ziyu looked at Gongsun Wan'er again: "What information is worth noting recently? Let me tell you about it."
As early as a year ago, Song Ziyu instructed Gongsun Wan'er to establish a specialized intelligence department.
Under Song Ziyu's instruction, Gongsun Wan'er received a large amount of resource support and quickly established the framework of an intelligence agency.
A year later, the intelligence organization named "Hyacinth" has shown high efficiency under the development of Gongsun Wan'er.
After hearing Song Ziyu's question, Gongsun Wan'er opened her folder.
"Next, the intelligence will be reported from low to high levels."
Gongsun Wan'er cleared her throat and said: "The first news comes from the Federation."
"Little girl, don't show off."
Everyone laughed.
Gongsun Wan'er smiled. In one year, Gongsun Wan'er became more mature and became a goddess in the eyes of many people.
"According to a report from our eyeliner in the Federation, a mysterious giant airship appeared in the sky above Kyoto in the Federation today. The Federation deployed high-precision missiles to knock down the airship..."
"This news doesn't seem to have anything to do with us, does it?" someone asked.
Gongsun Wan'er said: "Although it doesn't seem to matter, it actually matters a lot."
"Analyze it."
Song Ziyu said.
Gongsun Wan'er said slowly: "According to intelligence feedback, this airship is obviously not owned by the Northern Steel Alliance. This means that there may be power groups that can compete with the Federation hidden in places we don't know about..."
Hearing this, everyone present was stunned.
This is information that subverts everyone's inherent concepts!
"What power group? Is there any reliable news?" Song Ziyu asked.
Gongsun Wan'er shook his head and said: "After the airship was shot down, it was taken away by the federal agency. Our tentacles can't reach that level yet! But I believe that we will still be able to detect this information in the future."
"Monitor closely." Song Ziyu gave the order.
"Then let me talk about the next thing." Gongsun Wan'er continued: "The news about the Northern Steel Alliance."
"Within the Northern Iron and Steel Alliance, a fight broke out between the directly-controlled state and Lishui state. Both sides mobilized large-scale troops and bloody killings occurred."
Gongsun Wan'er said.
"What?" Song Ziyu looked at the map again: "There is a fight within the Northern Steel Alliance? What is going on?"
Gongsun Wan'er opened a small sheepskin scroll and said: "This is the news from Lishui Prefecture. The news said that in recent years, the direct-affiliated state has been opening water canals and dispatching a large amount of water resources from Lishui to meet the direct-affiliated state's demand. supply, which caused dissatisfaction among the people of Lishui Prefecture.”
Hearing this, Gao Zhongping couldn't help but ask: "The 'South-to-North Water Diversion' project to divert water from Lishui Prefecture has been going on for many years. Why did these people start making trouble this year?"
Gongsun Wan'er replied: "This year's situation is a little different from previous years..."
"What's different?"
Gao Zhongping asked.
Sun Wan'er replied: "This year, there has been a large-scale and long-term drought in the Northern Steel Alliance. Some places have not even had a drop of rain for half a year, even Lishui Prefecture. So! This year, a strange phenomenon occurred in Lishui Prefecture, where the upper reaches of the river dried up. Before this happens again, every time this phenomenon occurs, it will be accompanied by a terrifying drought."
"Drought will cause water shortages and reduce crop yields, indirectly leading to population survival problems."
"Under such a severe situation, the Northern Steel Alliance also insisted on transferring the water source of Lishui Prefecture to the directly-controlled state to calm the public sentiment in the directly-controlled state. This caused the people of Lishui Prefecture to rebel."
"It seems good to fight. Anyway, the Northern Steel Alliance is idle." The generals under their command couldn't help laughing.
But Song Ziyu keenly discovered business opportunities.
"What are your instructions?"
Gongsun Wan'er saw Song Ziyu's expression.
"War is a good thing. Once a war starts, a lot of supplies are needed. We can also make a little fortune along the way."
Song Ziyu then said to Tang Jian and Chen Tianxing: "Let's contact the direction of Zhangzhou. We will purchase a batch of various materials from the wasteland, store them in Zhangzhou first, and then be ready to provide them to both sides of the war... Although we do not have the conditions to provide supplies to both sides. Selling arms, but we have our advantages, and we also need to eat when we fight."
Tang Jian thought for a while and said: "Building a transportation line of thousands of kilometers is a big project!"
"Of course!"
Song Ziyu nodded.
"But we are short of manpower. Where can I find people?" Tang Jian spread his hands.
Song Ziyu said: "Think about it with your head, does this kind of thing require you to do it yourself?"
"How to do it?"
Tang Jian was stunned.
Song Ziyu said: "Isn't the Bounty Hunter Association living in Suzhou the same as Wang Erxiao's Chinese New Year? There are so many people sitting on their hands and not letting them take advantage of it. It's a waste of talent."
"How to use it?"
Chen Tianxing also asked.
"Contact Mrs. Wu and contract the transportation and storage to them so that they have something to do." Song Ziyu said, "As for the labor costs that need to be paid in the early stage, let us pay them in advance."
"What a wonderful boss." Chen Tianxing knew that this was an opportunity for Song Ziyu to deliberately make a fortune for the Bounty Hunter Association.
Not telling the truth, but still "pressing for goods", this is a proper way to help the Bounty Hunters Association.
Song Ziyu looked at Chen Tianxing and smiled, saying in her heart that you just understand.
Just when the two of them were tacitly talking to each other, Gongsun Wan'er spoke again: "City Lord Song, speaking of Fuzhou, there is a very important piece of information in Fuzhou that needs to be informed to you."
"Intelligence from Luzhou?" Song Ziyu said, "I haven't heard any news from there for a while."
Gongsun Wan'er sighed and said, "This is not good news."
"Oh? What happened in Suzhou again?"
Gongsun Wan'er said: "After more than half a year of preparations, the coalition forces led by Dong Weixuan and Huang Yu finally marched towards Mengzhou. However, the coalition forces were frustrated when they attacked Yunsanguan Pass in Mengzhou and were unable to open up the situation. And what you built back then Dong Ziying fell into an ambush by the Xue family because of Huang Yu's command error!"
"Falling into an ambush?"
Song Ziyu's face turned pale: "Where are the casualties?"
This was recruited by Song Ziyu himself, and many of the middle and lower-level officers were Longshan soldiers he had brought there. How could Song Ziyu not feel distressed when they encountered an ambush?
"The casualties are unknown, but the damage is said to be heavy."
Gongsun Wan'er said.
"Huh! What a bunch of trash!" Song Ziyu punched the table.
Gongsun Wan'er said again: "Don't be angry, City Lord. The situation on the battlefield in Mengzhou is still clear now. It's still unclear who will win."
…
After the long meeting, Song Ziyu let everyone disperse and prepared to go home.
At this time, Gongsun Wan'er stopped Song Ziyu.
"Master Song..."
"Huh? Is there anything else Wan'er has to do?"
Song Ziyu asked curiously.
"Sir, there are two more important things that I want to report to you alone."
Gongsun Wan'er whispered.
"Oh? What do you want to say?" Song Ziyu asked curiously.
Gongsun Wan'er whispered: "Master, I got an inside message. Last week, Gongsun Congyun started coughing up blood when he returned to his house after a banquet with others... In the next week, Gongsun Congyun did not appear in public. .”
"this……"
Song Ziyu was stunned when he heard this.
Coughing up blood after drinking is not a good sign. It is either a stomach problem or a lung problem, but no matter what the situation is, it means Gongsun Cong There was something wrong with Yun's body.
"Is the news reliable?" Song Ziyu asked.
"Very reliable." Gongsun Wan'er said.
"It seems we need to prepare for a rainy day."
Song Ziyu looked at Gongsun Wan'er.
Gongsun Wan'er understood and said: "I will sort out the information about possible successors as soon as possible and then give it to you."
"Thank you, this matter is very important to us, we must take it seriously." Song Ziyu warned.
"Wan'er knows."
"Is there anything else?" Song Ziyu asked again.
"Well... there is also a very strange supernatural incident."
Gongsun Wan'er gritted her teeth and said.
"What supernatural event can scare you so much that you turn pale?"
Song Ziyu asked with a relaxed smile.
Gongsun Wan'er opened the document bag she carried with her, then took out a strange yellow leather envelope and handed it to Song Ziyu.
"What is this?"
Song Ziyu was stunned, and felt that the envelope looked familiar, but he couldn't think of any use for such a paper envelope.
Gongsun Wan'er said with a pale face: "This envelope suddenly appeared in my desk drawer before the meeting this morning! I am very sure that no one can enter my office without my knowledge and open my drawer to put things in."
"What is so mysterious..."
Song Ziyu smiled and took the envelope with yellowed paper...
However……
The moment Song Ziyu took the envelope, Song Ziyu's entire expression changed.
because……
There is a row of small words printed in the upper left corner of this yellowed envelope: Nandu University Student Union.
Nandu University Student Union!
These words are so dazzling!
Song Ziyu froze on the spot, completely dumbfounded.
How could you not recognize this thing?
As a member of the Nandu University Student Union in the past, Song Ziyu certainly knew that this thing was an envelope stamped by the Nandu University Student Union, and was generally used for commendations, scholarships, letters, etc.
But……
But……
But why does this thing appear here?
Appearing in Gongsun Wan'er's hands?
What a fucking ghost!
Song Ziyu took the envelope tremblingly and found that the envelope had been opened.
"What's inside?"
Song Ziyu asked.
Gongsun Wan'er said with a pale face: "See for yourself... I can only be sure that this envelope is for you!"
Song Ziyu slowly opened the envelope and found several photos inside.
Song Ziyu picked up the photo and took a closer look, her face instantly turned from green to black!
In the relatively clear photo, what stands out clearly is the majestic and elegant west gate of Nandu University, which is as elegant as an archway!
And although Song Ziyu is nostalgic about this West School Gate, it is not enough to scare him!
What really made Song Ziyu's expression change again and again was...
Under the west gate, a zombie wearing a military coat was smiling at the camera...or rather at himself.
