Chapter 52: Undercurrents
A lively dinner party has just ended in the Nanyang Village Hotel, and all kinds of luxury cars in the parking lot have been started one after another and gradually dispersed.
In the banquet hall, President Chen shook hands with the local celebrities one by one to say goodbye, the guests around him had almost left, and the waiter quickly removed the cups and saucers on the table and served tea. In the VIP hall, only Chen Liming, the chief of the three armed forces of the New Dongdu Government Army, and Director Liu of the Air Defense Brigade's training department, as well as Chief Chen's entourage, stood solemnly aside, and the others had already left in a funny way.
Full of wine and food, Chief Chen waved back to his entourage, and then took a sip of the teacup. When the teacup was put down, the attendant had already brought the lit cigarette to him.
"This big hero is attacked, and he doesn't look very smart." Mr. Chen put the cigarette in his hand and said, "I answered the phone again, and I slipped halfway through." â
"Young man," Director Liu echoed beside him, "it's all like this." â
"Hmm," Mr. Chen took a puff of his cigarette and nodded, "However, compared to some people, it is reassuring." Ha ha. â
"yes, yes." Director Liu sneered, "Such a talent can only be led by a careful person like President Chen." â
President Chen smiled and said nothing, he is indeed a person who has to operate everything himself, no matter how big or small. It's not that I like this, but in the current troubled times of Nanyang, I don't feel at ease to hand things over to anyone. Chief Chen flicked the cigarette ash, and then said, "You have to keep an eye on him, the matter of the 'mercenary imaginary enemy' troops has been brewing in my stomach for a long time. This time, let him bring it, and it will be a matter of course. â
"Yes. And he is famous, let alone experience and technology. Director Liu smiled, "What's more important is what you said, people are more reliable." â
"Hmph," Mr. Chen sipped his cigarette and squinted and smiled, "Whatever he wants, you will satisfy him, you must keep this guy." Meng, and this force, I will come in handy in the future. â
"Of course, don't worry."
Mr. Chen exhaled the smoke ring and said, "By the way, our 'courtesan', why didn't you come today." â
"Ah, you mean the one from Metlizer," replied Chief Chen, "I met her at the Golden Sands Hotel last weekend, and she didn't seem to look very good. â
"This old woman, she has been looking depressed for more than half a month, I'm afraid, hum ......" President Chen frowned, but he stopped talking. Holding a cigarette, thoughtful, did not speak. At this moment, he was thinking in his heart, it seemed that the courtesan of Maitlitzer had fallen out of favor on it. Then, the person you choose from above will have a great chance of being in the position. Thinking of this, Mr. Chen's eyebrows suddenly stretched, as if he was a little proud.
Director Liu watched from the side. After a while, Chief Chen extinguished his cigarette, stood up and said, "Okay, let's do this today." When the 'mercenary imaginary enemy' unit is established, I'll take a look. â
Director Liu also quickly stood up: "Don't worry, Chief Chen." This matter is the number one priority of our air defense team, and you will not be disappointed. â
"Okay." Chief Chen put on a coat stretched out by his entourage, "In addition, don't forget to arrange a few sensible eyes and ears to go in, understand?" â
"Understood." Director Liu nodded.
Chief Chen waved at him and signaled that he could leave.
The night of the new eastern capital is warm and cold at first.
Outside the exit, there are six black official vehicles with government military license plates, each with a man in military uniform standing next to him.
Chief Chen came to his car, did not enter the car, but walked over and stood on the side of the road. He looked up at his watch, as if he was waiting for someone.
About 10 minutes later, as the sound of the engine came from far and near, two beams of headlights jumped out of the fork to illuminate the road. A black Mercedes-Benz C-class drove over and slowly drove to Mr. Chen's side.
Mr. Chen walked over and came to the rear door.
The door opened, and the person who got out of the car was Manager Liang, who had just left the Golden Sands Hotel. After he stepped out of the carriage, he lowered his head and pouted and shook his trouser legs, looking like he didn't respect President Chen very much.
"I said, Manager Liang," Mr. Chen opened his mouth first, "What's going on with me?" â
"I haven't contacted you, I just haven't heard from you." Manager Liang said, "It's useless for you to look for me like this, I've been very busy these days." While speaking, Manager Liang also took out a cigarette and lit it and smoked it by himself.
Hearing this, Chief Chen shook his head, it seemed that his guess at the dinner table was a little too anxious: "My letter, did you bring it to Mr. Fu?" â
"Ha, Chief Chen. It's useless to be anxious. â
"Now, what else have I not done, what is Mr. Fu not satisfied with......" At this time, President Chen felt that he was a little out of shape, and slowed down his speech again, "Xiaoliang, have you seen Mr. Fu recently?" â
"See Mr. Fu? Haha," Manager Liang laughed dryly, "With me, how can I meet Mr. Fu." It took a lot of effort for me to get your letter in. â
"Did Mr. Fu see it?"
"Heh, then it depends on luck," Manager Liang spat out the smoke ring, "Someone can help you put the letter on Mr. Fu's desk, it's already a skill." â
Mr. Chen looked a little bitter and waved his hand back. The attendant who followed behind him immediately stepped forward and handed over the thin black suitcase and a bulging handbag.
The black suitcase looked very heavy, and Mr. Chen took the suitcase and sank it down, and then reached out to Manager Liang: "This is a little bit of my heart for Mr. Fu." Xiao Liang, I'll work hard for you again. Then he handed the handbag to Manager Liang, "What about this, you take it, see if you are satisfied." â
Manager Liang took the black suitcase and the handbag, didn't even look at it, and directly touched the body. Tell the driver to get out of the car and pick up the two bags and put them in the trunk. Then he threw away the cigarette butt, clapped his hands up and down, and said, "Chief Chen, you really have to hurry." It was only a matter of time before the Provisional Government forces of the New Eastern Capital and Maleria merged. â
Chief Chen put his hands behind his back and was silent.
"By the way," Manager Liang seemed to think of something, "Actually, Mr. Chen, you don't have to bother to always send those indiscreet women to me, I can't bring those things to Mr. Fu." â
"Hmm......"
"If there's nothing else going on," Manager Liang turned around and pulled the car door himself, "I'll take my leave." I'll get back to you if there's any news. â
"Okay, Xiaoliang, then it's hard for you." Mr. Chen watched Manager Liang get into the car.
After Mr. Liang sat in the car, he took out a cigarette case, took one in his mouth and lit it, and the vehicle was gone.
Chief Chen looked at the vehicles in the distance, and said secretly in his heart: "Snubbing me again and again, it is too much to deceive people...... Looks like I'm going to have to make the first move. Thinking of this, he turned around and came to his car door, which was opened by his entourage, then sat in, and said to the driver: "Go to Xindongdu Central Hospital immediately." â
"Yes." The driver in military uniform answered.
Immediately afterwards, Chief Chen's entourage got into the co-pilot seat, and the car started.
In the distance, there are fewer vehicles on the road, the speed is very fast, and the night is getting thicker and thicker.
There was only the hum of the engine in the cabin. Mr. Chen sat in the back row, thinking about his thoughts, he would have to deal with a very troublesome guy for a while.
It didn't take long for the speed of the car's engine to decrease. When the turn signal flashed, a crackling sound echoed in the cabin. This was followed by the shouting of the guards at the gates of the Central Hospital, the barking of dogs, the crackling of fluorescent tubes in the underground parking lot, the jingling of elevators, the guards in the complex, and the echoing footsteps of the empty corridors.
There are too many things for President Chen to consider, and he doesn't have the heart to raise his eyes to look at them.
Walk through the hallway to a door, where there is no sign other than the "No Idlers" sign hanging on the beam. Two guards and gendarmes of the air defense team standing next to them saluted Chief Chen. At this time, a short doctor in a white coat and a mask came out from inside to greet him. Chief Chen turned to his entourage and said, "You wait for me here." Then he walked in with the doctor.
Inside, it is no longer a hospital furnishings, but more like a comprehensive real room of a university.
The short doctor in the white coat leaned sideways and pulled the door card out of his pocket and scratched it on the identifier. As the light turns green, the door lock pops open with a click. The doctor pushed the door open, with a slight struggle, and then asked Mr. Chen to go in.
In the monitoring room at the corner in front, the guard gendarmes stood up and saluted, and opened the glass door on the inside for Chief Chen.
Inside was a much larger room, full of computers, photocopiers, data cabinets, and so on, with piles of paper and paper, and cables of all shapes crisscrossed all over the floor.
It's late at night, and there are no staff in the house. Two female nurses walked over quickly, bent down in front of Chief Chen and nodded in greeting, and then retreated.
Chief Chen turned around and said to the short white coat, "You wait outside, I will greet you when I need it." â
"Okay." The lab coat nodded, then turned to leave.
Seeing that there was no one else in the house, Chief Chen continued to take steps inside.
In the middle of the room, the lights are brighter and brighter, and there are no cluttered desks and cabinets, but there are more cables. These cables converge into several recorders, which are next to a single bed.
The hospital bed was covered with pale green pillows and mattresses, on which a man was half-reclining.
The man heard footsteps and opened his eyes. Seeing that Chen Liming, the commander-in-chief of the three armies of the new Eastern Capital, was walking in front of him, he laughed hehehe, and then raised his right shoulder to wave his hand. However, the cuff of his right hand was empty, and his entire right arm was gone, except for a bandaged bare arm wriggling up and down.
At this moment, Chief Chen saw that two meters away from the right front of that person, an arm-shaped thing was raised and waved at him. Mr. Chen was so shocked that he took two steps back.
The scene in front of him was as if by magic, the person on the hospital bed waved his arm without zĂ i, and the hand that left his body was two meters away at his beckon.
"Yo, Chief Chen." The man grinned and grinned, "Shake hands." â
The person on the hospital bed didn't move, but the arm fluttered towards Chief Chen and handed over the palm.
"Huh? Ha, hahaha. The man's wolf-like laughter echoed in the room.
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