"You think about beauty. If the commission doesn't send you to the Military Commission, but the Central Commission, you can burn incense and still want to go to the Presidential Palace? Are you going to be confined or on vacation?"

Secretary-General Yang saw through the Dragon Boat Festival's little conspiracy at a glance.

Dragon Boat Festival said disregardly: "Look, this matter is a mess, I just feel guilty. I didn't chat with you Lao Yang when I came back this time."

"Okay, put away your guilt and just cause less trouble for me."

Secretary-General Yang did not buy it, and then called Sun Hongguang and said, "See this monkey boy, don't let him run away. Let him write a review in your confinement room, and ask him to write a review of 100,000 words. If you can't write it well, rewrite it, and show it to me if you have finished writing it. If I am not satisfied, if the chairman is not satisfied, let him keep rewriting it for me."

Dragon Boat Festival smacked his lips and said, "Where is a review of 100,000 words? 100,000 words can be modified into a novel."

Secretary-General Yang cursed: "I deserve it. Who told you that you were so close to the underground party? Let me tell you, Director Liu of the Third Youth League sued you when you were in Changshu Town. The Central Commission for Discipline Inspection reported that you were also very close to Zhou Weiguo's elder brother Liu Yuan. Someone saw it when you were having dinner in the VIP Building.

Then Liu Yuan is also an underground party, and the dead Miss Bai. She is also an underground party, right? She also has two high-power radio stations. By the way, where is the radio station?"

Secretary-General Yang suddenly remembered that there was still a radio station. He was about to send someone back to find it. Dragon Boat Festival waved his hand and said, "There is no radio station, I didn't watch it. That Wang Chuyi is a bastard, and there is no evidence to make up evidence. In order to make Miss Bai frame me, he beat me to death. Let me tell you, that Wang Chuyi should have died long ago.

The last time I sent opium to the Presidential Palace, Lao Yang knew that the opium was the business of Wang Chuyi, and later his brother-in-law became a scapegoat.

I'm for the sake of the old man, otherwise I'd just kill Boss Dai."

"Okay, just brag. Kill this one and that person every day, and sooner or later, you will kill yourself. When you arrive at Sun Hongguang, be honest, this time it is no longer as usual. The commissioner is very angry. If you can't write a review well, you will need your head. Also, you must draw a clear line with all underground parties and no longer have any contact."

Secretary-General Yang scolded, and Dragon Boat Festival could only nod and said, "I understand, I understand."

Speaking of this, Dragon Boat Festival hugged Sun Hongguang's neck again and said, "Old Sun, we are all from the military police. The bones are broken and the tendons are connected. I'll invite you to drink tonight."

"What wine do you drink?"

Secretary-General Yang scolded him and said to Sun Hongguang: "He was in confinement when he came to you. If you do condon and cover him up, be careful of your head."

"Yes, Secretary-General Yang!"

Sun Hongguang accepted the order in a regular manner. He was different from Dragon Boat Festival. If he had covered up the underground party, his head would have moved long ago. Look at the person beside him, he was careless and like going on vacation to his own military camp.

Sun Hongguang thought to himself: This is a living ancestor. He cannot be beaten or scolded, and he must serve him well. He must also keep a certain distance from him. If this person really has anything to do with the underground party, he must also follow him.

So Sun Hongguang could only coax and deceive and arrange the Dragon Boat Festival to a fully equipped confinement room.

This confinement room has a soft bed, and there is electricity, a desk, dining table, tea maker, bathroom, and heating.

Dragon Boat Festival was lying on the bed, but he was very anxious. Because he should have gone to see Commander Tang this afternoon and then applied for the mobile army. But now he was locked up and he couldn't go anywhere.

But the most important thing is that the Japanese are getting closer to Nanjing, and there are still Japanese spies who are at ease with them.

Dragon Boat Festival shouted to the guards outside the iron fence: "Come on, come here, go and ask Lao Sun to call me."

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The guard was speechless and thought to himself: Are you really here to come to my First Gendarmerie Battalion for vacation?

But the guards knew that they could not afford to offend this person, so they could only ask Sun Hongguang.

Sun Hongguang looked at the phone on his desk and said angrily: "Our military police team has just one phone number. He is going to go, what should I use?"

Sun Hongguang was very angry, but there was no way, and he had to invite this ancestor to dinner tonight. He felt like he was losing money.

"I can't decide this. I have to ask Secretary-General Yang for instructions. You can tell him to wait a while."

Sun Hongguang sent his men away and then called Secretary-General Yang. Secretary-General Yang was sorting out the war reports, and these war reports were to be picked up important ones to report to the Chairman later.

If we hadn't waited for these war reports, Secretary-General Yang would have followed the Chairman. After all, he was in charge of military affairs and had to follow the Chairman and report to him at any time.

After answering the call, he said impatiently: "Who?"

Sun Hongguang hurriedly said, "Secretary-General, I am Sun Hongguang from the First Gendarmerie Brigade. The Dragon Boat Festival brother wants to install a phone number. Should I give it to me or not?"

Secretary-General Yang said angrily: "Don't he keep in custody? What do he want to do when he calls? Don't give him a call, he calls others everywhere, gives him paper and pen, and asks him to write a review. He is looking for trouble if he has nothing to do."

After saying that, Secretary-General Yang hung up the phone because he was afraid that Dragon Boat Festival would have a phone call to harass him.

Sun Hongguang had no choice but to go there himself, packed up the manuscript paper and pen on the table, and then took these things to watch the Dragon Boat Festival.

When the Dragon Boat Festival saw Sun Hongguang, he was very happy and called out, "Old Sun, where is my phone number?"

Sun Hongguang shook his head helplessly and said, "Brother Dragon Boat Festival, it's not my fault. Secretary-General Yang has an order. He can't pretend to you. He also urged me to let you write a review as soon as possible."

The Dragon Boat Festival lay lazily on the bed again, then pulled over the quilt to prepare to go to bed.

Sun Hongguang was about to be angry to death. He could not afford to offend anyone who was a living person.

"That Dragon Boat Festival Brother, you have to write this thing. Secretary General Yang is right. If it were someone else, his head would have been gone long ago. You are not willing to write a review."

Sun Hongguang was definitely helpless and ordered people to open the iron fence door and actually came in, put the manuscript paper and pen on the table.

At this time, Dragon Boat Festival suddenly sat up and said with apologies: "Old Sun, you are older than me and have earlier military experience than me. You are talented and proficient in commanding and fighting, and you are calm. You are the contemporary Liu Bowen! No, Liu Bowen is not as good as your toes."

"hey-hey!"

Sun Hongguang felt a little embarrassed. He didn't expect that the powerful Chinese madman would look at him like this. He didn't even expect that he had such great ability.

"Brother, what's wrong? Do you need my help if you have anything to do? Brother is obliged to do it, hahaha!"

Sun Hongguang was so happy that he couldn't find Bei anymore.
Chapter completed!