Chapter 197 The Young Marshal Begins to Plan for the Future
Feng Gong nodded.
At this moment, the guard on duty downstairs at the Defense Department hurried up and handed an envelope to Zhan Hengyi, "Young Marshal, someone just delivered it, saying...it must be handed to you personally."
Zhan Hengyi nodded, "Well, you can go down!"
After the guard left, Zhan Hengyi hurriedly opened the envelope.
It was a secret letter sent to him by his classmates when he was studying abroad.
Zhan Hengyi looked down at the letter, his pupils dilated slightly, and he frowned, his brows gradually becoming tighter and tighter.
Feng Gong felt something was wrong and hurried over. "What's wrong, Hengyi?"
"The Kobe Chamber of Commerce has secretly planned to launch an attack on various chambers of commerce in our country during the Lunar New Year next month.
Destroy our domestic major shipping companies and our factories.
They will use fighter jets and new types of artillery shells."
Feng Gong angrily shouted, "Damn it! These bastards are not human, despicable villains. They can't beat us in business, so they do dirty things behind our backs.
And what else did you say?"
“They wanted to capture Cheng Cheng and make him do something for them.
Not only that, some domestic opium merchants and local warlords also secretly sent secret letters to capture Cheng Cheng alive. Zhan Hengyi clutched the letter tightly.
Feng Gongyu, “I was shocked when I saw my brother-in-law’s abilities that day.
As word of this spread, some people would definitely start to have evil thoughts.
Hengyi, do you know why I haven't gotten married in all these years? I don't dare to openly express my love for a girl. I'm afraid-
People like us, if we have wives and children, how many of them will have a good ending?
It's okay, Hengyi, you still have your brother! Our military factories in the north have all built airplanes. If you want to do it, just follow them!
At worst, I'll just die!"
"Thank you, brother, let's go!"
When going downstairs, Zhan Hengyi called the simulated portrait artist from the Defense Department to go with him.
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At that time, Nan Chengcheng was already in the teahouse.
December is the best day for a teahouse to open, and the signboard downstairs is covered with red cloth.
The staff of the three-story teahouse are busy preparing for the opening.
At around nine o'clock, reporters from the Republic Daily and other major newspapers were waiting near the teahouse with cameras in hand.
Nan Chengcheng is also a celebrity in Jiangcheng. She has great abilities in metaphysics. In addition, she is beautiful. She has been interviewed by the Republic Daily and appeared in newspapers. She has many admirers, so all the reporters came.
Everyone wants to be the first to get the news.
At this time, people came one after another to send baskets and gifts.
There are ordinary people with the surname Qi, as well as relatives, neighbors, and noble and powerful people. These people have one thing in common: they have all been helped by Nan Chengcheng.
The last time there were zombies in Jiangcheng, if it weren’t for Nan Chengcheng, many people would have been bitten by zombies and wouldn’t have known what to do. She saved everyone, and everyone remembers her.
Knowing that her teahouse was opening, everyone came to express their congratulations and waited for the auspicious time to arrive so that everyone could go in and have tea.
At this time, across the street, next to the stone bridge, was a low-key black Ford sedan.
Zhan Hengyi sat in the driver's seat, looking at the teahouse quietly. One of his subordinates sat in the passenger seat.
The man was painting quickly. He was a portrait artist of the Defense Department and was responsible for painting the prisoners.
He drew the entire appearance of the teahouse.
Zhan Hengyi glanced at him and saw that he was almost done, then said, "When we open the shop later, remember to go in and draw every corner, without missing a single detail."
"Yes, don't worry, Marshal."
Adjutant Xu, who was sitting in the back seat, stared at him for a moment, "Young Marshal, what are you doing?"
"I'm going to open another store exactly the same as hers in Singapore. Don't tell anyone about this." Zhan Hengyi's expression was gloomy.
Adjutant Xu was startled. "Young Marshal, you, you're going to send the young mistress abroad?"
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