Chapter 179 The Sister is About to Fly to The Dragon City!

Five days later, Friday morning.

In New Glory City, Zone One, An Qiqi, with her ponytail swaying, lounged in her pajamas on her bed, busily arranging the gifts she had prepared for Yu Mingyuan, Wen Xiaorou, and Gou Liuzi.

"Hurry up, we're about to leave," Yu Zhen urged from outside.

Hearing this, An Qiqi darted out, "Is my dad going with us today?"

"He's too busy. Probably another half a month," Yu Zhen replied with a smile. "The transfer order just came down; he's got to handle things at the military unit."

"Okay."

"Forget about him. Get yourself ready, and let's go, you and me."

"Okay, I'll change!" An Qiqi yawned, turned, and went back to her room. She closed the door and sent Gou Liuzi a text message: "Bro, your big sis is about to fly to The Dragon City!"

"Bring back an original flavor, thanks!" Gou Liuzi replied quickly.

"Then... name a color!"

"……!"

……

In The Dragon City, the Tongji Association's courtyard was adorned with festive ribbons for the upcoming wedding ceremony. The main conference room had been cleaned and prepared to serve as the wedding hall.

In two days, on Sunday morning, Yu Mingyuan's wedding would officially begin. He and Wen Xiaorou had chosen to hold the wedding at the Tongji Association, as both families felt it was more meaningful.

In the courtyard, Da Bai, with a cigarette in his mouth, quietly asked Su Tianyu, "It looks like Dong Pengyu's trail has gone cold, huh?"

"Not necessarily." Su Tianyu replied, his hands behind his back. "He can't bring down Zhang Ming, but he can pull down others. Many branch presidents who collaborated with him have skeletons in their closets. I'm sorting through the information."

"Old Li's move has made the Dockers Association pretty uncomfortable," Kong Zhengui said with a chuckle. "I had drinks with Feng Ge and Wei Ge yesterday. They said that since you took down East Port, the Dockers Association's cargo volume has dropped by at least sixty percent. Many of those who made a living from water transport have run off."

"That's normal." Zhou Tonghui, fiddling with his phone, said nonchalantly, "How many days has it been since Dong Pengyu's incident? Almost a week, right? Have you seen Zhang Ming make a public appearance?"

"He's a one-armed chairman now; what face does he have to show? He's lucky to be alive," Da Bai rolled his eyes.

"It's not about being one-armed or not," Zhou Tonghui frowned. "If Jing Yan were handling Dong Pengyu's case, he would have stirred up the media, held press conferences, and organized external protests long ago!! At least he wouldn't let you off so easily! But Zhang Ming hasn't made a peep, and he even had his arm broken? What does that say? It shows that Zhang Ming can't control such a large association. So, if I were a member of the Dockers Association with a shady past, I'd definitely run, or else I'd be waiting for death, right?"

"That's true. Zhang Ming's control over the Dockers Association is nowhere near Jing Yan's," Kong Zhengui agreed, turning to Su Tianyu and asking, "Any news from Gu Baishun?"

"Not yet," Su Tianyu shook his head.

The group fell silent. Da Bai, puffing on his cigarette, suddenly had an inspiration and asked, "Hey, guys! Do you think the Dockers Association's situation is pretty scary? Power can be seized just like that, leaving you no chance to retaliate. If our association ever faces the same situation, what should we do?"

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but look at Da Bai.

"Ding ding!"

Just then, a text message notification sounded. Su Tianyu picked up his phone and saw that it was from Gu Baishun.

"I've taken care of things here."

"You've arranged for your mother to leave?" Su Tianyu replied.

"Yes, let's talk when I get back," Gu Baishun quickly replied.

Su Tianyu glanced at his phone and didn't continue the conversation.

"Da Bai, Da Bai, head to the airport and pick up some friends for me!" Yu Mingyuan's voice rang out from inside.

"Damn it, I'm a vice president, and I'm turning into a driver," Da Bai grumbled as he went inside.

……

Outside The Dragon City, inside the regimental headquarters of Wen Zhanbo's garrison brigade, a lieutenant colonel chief of staff asked over the phone, "When are we pulling out?"

"You must withdraw from your current defense zone before 7:00 PM tonight. The main force will be stationed at the 503 barracks on Hillshire. The logistics units can arrive later, within three days," said the cadre from the Dragon City Garrison Corps headquarters in a gentle tone.

The lieutenant colonel chief of staff paused slightly and tentatively asked, "Hehe, may I ask why we're being transferred so suddenly?"

"It's not sudden at all," the other party replied casually. "An Zecheng is bringing an army corps to The Dragon City, and we need to make room for them! Also, the headquarters is planning a welcome reception. Your unit is closer to the city, so you're being moved out."

"Oh, okay, I understand."

"The official order will be issued in writing shortly."

"Yes!"

The two chatted briefly and ended the call.

The lieutenant colonel chief of staff stood in his office, pondered for a moment, and immediately contacted Wen Zhanbo.

……

Five minutes later, in a military vehicle in the city, Wen Zhanbo frowned as he looked out the window, feeling inexplicably irritable.

"Old Wen, this redeployment is happening without any prior warning," the deputy brigade commander sitting on the right side of the back seat paused and said, "I feel like something's off."

"They said Old An is coming, and we need to make room for him," Wen Zhanbo briefly pondered and quietly instructed, "Call the 312th Brigade. Their defense zone is next to ours. See if they've received any orders."

"Okay!" The deputy brigade commander took out his phone and dialed a number, "Hey, Old Tong! What's up? Haha, nothing much. Our brigade just received a redeployment order, moving us to Hillshire. Hey, have you guys received anything? Oh, oh, you guys have two regiments being transferred too. Haha, this An Zecheng is something else. He's sitting in Zone One and hasn't even moved, but tens of thousands of troops have to make room for him in advance…!"

Listening to the deputy brigade commander's words, Wen Zhanbo turned to look out the window. The feeling of unease in his heart eased slightly, but the inexplicable sense of irritability lingered.

……

Inside the Qing Yi Bureau's branch office in The Dragon City.

Kang Dinghuang sat in the hospital room, frowning as he looked at Zhang Ming. He said in an undeniable tone, "You have to show yourself! Reassure the people in the association, or they'll think... the chairman has disappeared, and they can't withstand Old Li's attack. Morale can't collapse."

"Okay!" Zhang Ming nodded weakly.

At the same time, on a highway outside Zone Two, a car was speeding along.

Gu Baishun sat in the car, his eyes bloodshot, his expression filled with unease and apprehension.

"Why don't we just go back and find Zhang Ming?" the man in the passenger seat suggested.

"Gulp!"

Gu Baishun swallowed and kept telling himself to stay calm!