District 9

Late at night, outside the area.

A small military passenger plane parked at a military airport of a certain army. The ladder came down and a dozen men walked down one by one.

"stand at attention!"

On both sides of the ladder, an officer shouted, and two rows of soldiers stood at attention in high spirits to welcome him.

Not far away, a large group of people from the Sha family came over. Sullivan, Sha Yong, and Sha Xuan were all in the crowd, but they were not standing in the C position. The leader was a somewhat fat middle-aged man. He walked up to the group of more than a dozen people with a smile on his face, stretched out his palm and said, "Welcome, welcome!"

"Hello, General Sha." The middle-aged leader who got off the plane also greeted him politely.

The two met and shook hands, and the officer following them took a photo. The middle-aged man named General Sha chuckled and said: "Mr. Ruan, our old man has never forgotten your support for him on the Northwest Front. I heard you were here, but I haven’t slept yet, still waiting at home, haha.”

"I must go and see the old man first." Mr. Ruan's skin is darker, but he speaks softly and looks very gentle.

While the two were talking, a row of cars arrived from the side, and everyone got into their respective cars according to their status.

The military vehicles cleared the way, left the military airport directly, and rushed towards the city.

…

The "big shots" have big things to talk about, and the family members who follow them naturally have their own ways of communicating.

After the car arrived at the designated reception place, General Sha, Sullivan, Sha Yong, and Mr. Ruan went to talk things over, while the remaining guests from afar were composed of Sha Xuan and another son of the Sha family. As companions, they were not qualified to sit at the table to discuss matters. They were called here to entertain the Ruan family's peers, and to see the world by the way.

In the past, Sha Yong was usually responsible for this kind of thing. He was more tactful and spiritual, and could arrange things in an orderly manner every time. However, in recent years, he has grown older in the army and has begun to rise through the ranks. Before, he was with Shen Yin. He worked as a team member in the Ministry of Munitions, and now he has been transferred to Songjiang and has been entrusted with important tasks. In terms of status, he is enough to get involved in family affairs, and he can also represent the next generation of children to attend important occasions, so this matter fell to Sha Xuan. On the head.

Sha Xuan is no stranger to this kind of hospitality. He is careless and has seen it from the sidelines for so many years. So although he is reluctant and thinks this kind of thing is quite boring, he still doesn't dare to do this kind of thing. Negligent.

After Sha Xuan arranged the rooms for the four or five young men in the designated hotel, he smiled and asked, "Shall we go to the lounge to have something to eat and take a rest first?"

"It's not interesting to sit and chat in the lounge." A young man with the same dark complexion asked Shaxuan with a smile: "I heard that the capital of Fengbei is quite fun at night? Is there a place? Brother!"

When Sha Xuan heard this, he immediately smiled: "You want to relax, don't you?"

"I don't know what time they are talking. We don't have time to wait here." The dark-skinned young man does not look like the kind of child who grew up in a wealthy compound. He looks very wild, and his clothes are slightly rustic. He also speaks very directly.

Shaxuan is an old nightclub gold belt. When he heard what the other party said, he was a little surprised, because if he was a normal entertainer, he would not go to such a place on the first day. If things go well, he would go there before leaving. And they were all very reserved and meaningless, but the fat little black guy in front of me was obviously a very open-minded person.

"Okay, I'll make arrangements." Sha Xuan took out his cell phone.

"Sorry to trouble you, brother!" The fat little black man smiled, lowered his head and took out the cigarette case. He didn't care about his image, just like a big brother in the world, giving out cigarettes to the people next to him.

"Brother Ruan Ming, I heard that there has been a lot of chaos on the northwest front lately, right?" Another member of the Sha family asked, standing aside.

"Why don't you come here to talk about things?" The fat little black man didn't beat around the bush and just smiled and said, "The problem will definitely happen, it's just that it's in advance."

"I heard that the Pu clan shot at the people?!" the Sha family disciple asked again.

"Haha." The little black fat man looked stupid, but he knew very well in his heart. He just smiled and did not answer the question.

When the Sha family disciples heard this, they stopped asking.

Sha Xuan walked to the door and made a few calls, then returned immediately: "The arrangements are over, let's go!"

"Let's go." The fat little black man greeted.

The group of people are all young people, and their way of getting along is different from that group of old men who don't mean what they say. In addition, Ruan Ming's group behaves like people in the world, not formal or pretentious, so they chatted on the road. They were indifferent and quickly got together. For this reason, Sha Xuan also felt that he might be very socially talented.

…

Nearing the early hours of the morning, Sha Xuan and others arrived at the Tianbao Building in Fengbei, took the private elevator and went to the top entertainment city upstairs.

This entertainment city is very popular with people in the army because it has good privacy and a hard background. No matter how you play here, there will be no trouble. Therefore, it can be regarded as Sha Xuan’s old territory. His army only needs When he was stationed around Fengbei, he made sure to come over on rest days, so as soon as everyone entered the entertainment city, Sha Xuan made arrangements with familiarity.

In the huge box, Ruan Ming sat on the sofa and turned to look at the surrounding environment: "The environment here is better. Where can I find a place like this on the fucking northwest line!"

"Don't tell me that the development of the fifth district has been good in the past two years?" Another son of the Sha family asked casually.

"We can't be in the fifth district." Ruan Ming shook his head: "Oh, brother, you didn't go to our place. It's really not a place for people to stay."

The Sha family disciples nodded and said nothing.

"Yes, just those few, call them all!" Sha Xuan sat on the sofa next to him and whispered softly: "If there are new ones, call and call them all!"

"You're a little late, you have to wait a while!"

"My friend is here, don't act like me!" Sha Xuan glared: "Hurry up!"

"Okay, half an hour at most. I've arranged everything. As long as you come, it will be no problem." The manager replied with a smile.

"Okay!" Sha Xuan nodded.

…

Downstairs, two private cars were parked, and Daya walked into the hall with a dozen people wearing casual clothes and smelling slightly of alcohol.

"Not that way, this way!" the battalion deputy shouted.

"Isn't this an elevator?" Da Ya asked.

"Don't act like a country bumpkin, okay?" The battalion deputy sweated: "The elevator can't go up to the clubhouse, so go this way!"

Daya glanced at him, followed the battalion deputy to an elevator behind the corridor, waited for a short while, and then walked in.

Five or six minutes later, in another private room, Daya sat on the sofa and whispered a few words to the battalion deputy, who nodded frequently.