Special Forces: Get SSS-level skills at the beginning

Gao Ping smiled and nodded at the old man.

Between the words, polite without loss of proportion.

In contrast, He Zhijun is not as elegant as Gao Ping.

Perhaps the two are too familiar.

Without waiting for the old man to give way, He Zhijun directly took the teacup next to the old man, and drank the tea in the cup like a cow chewing a peony.

"Haha, Lao Zhang, come on, come on!"

"This early in the morning, I'm almost dying of thirst!"

Hearing what He Zhijun said, the old man just shook his head helplessly, and immediately poured another full glass for He Zhijun.

Watching He Zhijun drink it all in one gulp.

At this moment, Gao Ping clearly saw a slight change in the old man's face.

You know, this Taiping Houkui is a traditional famous tea in Country Z.

It should be the top quality of green tea.

However, He Zhijun beside him obviously didn't know the preciousness and cherishment of this tea.

Just non-stop drinking one after another.

Seeing He Zhijun's recklessness, the old man sitting across from him finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"Oh, what a big gun battle you are, you are enough!"

"If I had known earlier, I shouldn't have entertained you with such a good tea!"

"It's like playing the piano to a cow!"

As he spoke, the old man called Lao Zhang on the opposite side snatched the teacup from He Zhijun's hand.

"You don't deserve to drink this, here, just drink this!"

The old man directly replaced He Zhijun with a big cup.

Although there was tea in the cup, the quality of the tea was obviously not at the same level as Taiping Houkui.

He Zhijun took the cup and took a big gulp.

"Well, I still enjoy drinking this!"

As he spoke, He Zhijun kept nodding to Lao Zhang.

"Hmph, you old boy, it would have been better if it had been like this earlier!"

He Zhijun looked at the old man's expression, as if he was blaming the old man for not changing him to a bigger cup earlier.

The old man looked at He Zhijun with disgust, and then at Gao Ping beside him.

At this time, He Zhijun seemed to think of something serious.

"Oh, let me introduce you, this is the young man I mentioned to you on the phone, Xiao Gao, Gao Ping!"

"Gao Ping, this is Mr. Zhang from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Bureau of our Southeast Military Region!"

"Mr. Zhang is a great player in our country!"

"Even those big bosses in the capital often ask Mr. Zhang to take care of their bodies!"

Hearing He Zhijun's praise of himself, Mr. Zhang just smiled slightly: "Young man, I have heard your name from the chief of the capital's military department. The elders have mentioned it before!"

"Young man, it's really good, the younger generation is awesome!"

"The future army building of Country Z is left to you young people!"

As he spoke, Zhang Lao handed Gao Ping a cup of freshly brewed tea in his hand.

Seeing this, Gao Ping quickly bent his right index finger and middle finger, and tapped lightly on the tea table.

Seeing Gao Ping's move, Mr. Zhang couldn't help but nodded slightly again.

Obviously, Mr. Zhang is very satisfied with the young man in front of him.

The next second, Mr. Zhang looked at He Zhijun with some distaste: "Look at him, and then at you!"

"Both of them are soldiers. How can they be so polite? They're not like you. Every time you come to my place, it's like a bandit mopping up!"

He Zhijun was reprimanded by Mr. Zhang in front of him, and he couldn't get off the stage for a while, so he scratched his head in embarrassment and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, you don't know me, I'm just a big bastard!"

"That's right, you're just a big bastard, I don't want to talk nonsense to you!"

"Speak the truth!"

"Zhijun, is what you said on the phone yesterday true?!"

He Zhijun's expression became serious when he saw Mr. Zhang talking about the business.

He Zhijun: "I'm not very clear about the specifics, but Xiao Gao told me about them yesterday!"

"I'm just acting as a middleman. The specific matters need to be negotiated by you two professionals."

Hearing this, Mr. Zhang turned his head to look at Gao Ping: "Xiao Gao, can your medicinal bath method really help the soldiers improve their physique?!"

Mr. Zhang looked at Gao Ping with a pleasant face.

At this moment, Mr. Zhang is like a kind elder, without any pretensions of a high-ranking person.

Gao Ping cleared his throat, and said slowly: "I don't know if this prescription is suitable for everyone. My prescription is passed down from my ancestors!"

"Anyway, I've been using it all these years, and the effect on myself is still very obvious. Well, if you don't believe it, you can ask our brigade commander!"

Before Mr. Zhang could ask, He Zhijun nodded again and again: "Mr. Zhang, this guy Gao Ping's physical fitness is simply not comparable to that of ordinary people, let alone ordinary people. Even his well-trained professional special forces are probably in front of him. Not worth mentioning!"

Mr. Zhang nodded slightly: "I've seen this since I first met this young man!"

Now that He Zhijun was the guarantor, Mr. Zhang didn't bother anymore.

"Xiao Gao, Zhijun already told me about the medicinal materials you need yesterday!"

"I can help you solve the problem of medicinal materials, but no matter how you say it is using the country's resources..."

He Zhijun heard what the other party said, and immediately said: "Old Zhang, don't worry about this!"

"We can give money!"

"Just tell me how much money you need!"

"As long as the price is fair, I will never bargain!"

He Zhijun's side made a big promise, but Gao Ping on the side heard a different meaning from it.

Obviously, the so-called money in He Zhijun's mouth is not worth mentioning at all in the eyes of this old man.

For Mr. Zhang, who can see the presence of the big leaders of the capital at every turn, money is nothing more than a string of numbers in his opinion.

As soon as He Zhijun finished speaking, he saw Mr. Zhang sitting across from him with his eyes slightly closed, waving slightly at him.

Seeing this, He Zhijun couldn't help being slightly taken aback.

Soon he reacted.

As a brigade commander, He Zhijun is not a big figure.

But after working for so many years, no matter how stupid he is, he has been tempered.

It is absolutely impossible for a person who can sit in his position to say that he does not have a little level of observation and observation!

"Old Zhang, we are all on our own, if you have anything to say, you might as well speak up directly!"

"If I can agree, I will definitely agree. If I can't, then I can only think of other ways!"

Hearing what the other party said, Mr. Zhang had been closing his eyes to rest his mind, and then opened his eyes slightly.

"You should know that I am not interested in money now, I can provide you with medicinal materials!"

"And I can guarantee that I will give as much as I want!"

"real or fake?!"

He Zhijun, who was sitting across from the sofa at the moment, heard that there was such a good thing, and immediately stood up from the sofa.

After so many years, it was the first time he saw Lao Zhang so generous!

Looking at the excited He Zhijun, Mr. Zhang waved his hand slightly: "Sit down first!"

"I'm not finished yet!"

"It's never too late for you to be happy when I finish talking!"

Hearing this, He Zhijun had no choice but to sit down first.

"I can guarantee the quality and quantity of medicinal materials, as long as you can promise me a small request!"

"Require?!"

"any request?!"

He Zhijun looked at Mr. Zhang with some doubts.

But he was guessing in his heart, what kind of medicine this old guy was selling in the gourd...