A small parade lasted from morning until just after one o’clock in the afternoon, and Di Mingchen was only then preparing to eat.
Even while eating, he was quite occupied, discussing matters with several top officials.
It’s New Year, and concerns for the Empire’s security arrangements, military exercises, and the safety of its people.
The New Year indeed is a high period for various criminal activities.
He mainly managed both sides.
Thus, issuing commands and directives was his responsibility, and every New Year was Di Mingchen’s busiest time, with numerous meetings to attend.
Security work had to be arranged, training and reporting, none of it could be neglected.
This would keep him busy from before the New Year to after, only able to return home for dinner on New Year’s Eve, and possibly not even then.
Year after year, it’s the same.
Importantly, after the New Year, Dan Youguo’s term ends, and he will step down.
A new President will take office, and these matters require his attention.
When the new President assumes office, the first thing is to watch the exercises; he must provide necessary reports and showcase the Empire’s military prowess, so he must prepare well in advance.
Moreover, on June 3rd next year, it’s the Empire’s decennial parade, just this event enough to keep him busy for quite a while.
Because of being too occupied, he dined while discussing matters with several of his trusted subordinates.
As rehearsals continued, they didn’t start anything special but ate alongside everyone else on the vast training ground.
Di Mingchen never made things special, especially during training.
Thus, they simply sat on the ground, each holding a bowl as large as a basin.
This was no exaggeration!
Sitting in the back seat, with two guards next to him, faces serious, guns constantly in hand.
In front were two more, one driving, one sternly holding a gun.
Once the vehicle started, four more immediately jumped onto the door, also holding guns, hands gripping the canopy, exuding an imposing aura.
Nangong Jin: "..."
He didn’t feel imposing at all; rather, it felt like he was being escorted to the execution ground for immediate execution.
This place was quite vast, Nangong Jin felt like they drove for at least twenty minutes before he finally saw the training ground.
Gosh, the sheer size was boundless, the key was that at this moment there were so many people on the training grounds!
Each group neat as blocks of tofu, then tanks, cannons, missiles, armor, leaving him utterly bewildered.

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