Warm marriage and personal pet, please let go of the president's uncle

139: Uncle, you should help me, right?Yange temporarily chatted with Lin Xiaoyu while strolling in the Dinghang Building.

Time passed quickly, and the two sisters chatted happily.

On the other side, Lu Lingye drove Chu Bao all the way to a military base.

For Chubao who set foot here for the first time, it is still fresh.

It is different from the local customs and city style that I saw after returning to China. Only when I drove close to here, the recruits who practiced under the scorching sun roared loudly and looked like a rainbow.

Chu Bao opened his round eyes, bent his legs on the car window, and saw the soldiers punching sandbags, carrying logs, and turning over the barbed wire on the training ground in the distance, his small mouth opened slightly.

Lu Lingye parked the car outside the administrative building, and walked in with Chu Bao in his arms. The guard at the door was so frightened that his eyes straightened.

Chief Lu holds a child in his arms? !

Lu Lingye took Chu Bao all the way to the combat command center on the third floor, and the shouting inside stopped abruptly as soon as he opened the door.

Yan Qing was wearing a combat uniform, leaning on the chair in a non-sit up manner, with his legs still on the podium.

Turning around, seeing Lu Lingye, he lazily got up, "Hey, Boss Lu, why are you free today?"

Lu Lingye squinted at the cigarette in his hand, and snorted coldly, "Pinch it!"

Yan Qing casually twisted the cigarette butt into the ashtray, walked over with a smile, and clapped her hands at Chu Bao, "Little baby, we meet again!"

"Yan Shushu!"

Yan Qing was surprised, he had just met this child once, but he didn't expect him to know his name!

"What about Shao Ran?"

Lu Lingye was sitting in front of the podium with Chu Bao in his arms, watching the monitor on the big screen in front of him, each page showed the corresponding live situation of the training ground.

Yan Qing leaned on the podium, pointed to the lower right corner, "That's it!"

Lu Lingye and Chu Bao looked at the same time, and at a glance they saw more than two dozen recruits running crookedly with their load.

As for Lu Shaoran, he also hummed and followed at the end of the team!

"Boss Lu, I didn't say that. Your nephew's physical strength is really a problem! The other recruits are not as tall or as heavy as him, but at least they can carry the load for ten kilometers. You This eldest nephew ran five kilometers yesterday and was sent directly to the infirmary!"

Lu Lingye: "..."

"Godfather... so pitiful!"

Chu Bao sat on Lu Lingye's lap, resting his chin on the screen and watching Lu Shaoran covered in sweat on the screen by this marching bag, walking for a while and stopping for a while!

That's right, everyone used to run, but he was the only one who followed the team and walked!

Lu Lingye's eyes darkened, and he frowned, "Call him back!"

"Row!"

Yan Qing picked up the walkie-talkie on the podium, said a few words to the supervisor captain of the recruit training base, then threw the walkie-talkie away, and asked, "Boss Lu, how long do you plan to let him stay here? Your big nephew, Let's not talk about anything else, if you are really determined to let him stay in the barracks, you have to give me some compensation! Once he came, the training results of my recruit company were directly at the bottom! Who do you want me to reason with? go!"

Lu Lingye squinted at him, "There's a lot to do!"

"Fuck!" Yan Qing, who was in the military camp, was used to speaking boldly.

After scolding, his eyes flashed, seeing Chu Bao turned to look at him, as if he was quite puzzled.

Yan Qing rubbed his neck, "Fuck... practice, we all have order and rules!"

Lu Lingye withdrew his cold gaze from his face, pursed his thin lips slightly, "At most three months."

"Good luck! Thank goodness!"

"Report...report!"

Outside the door of the command center, Lu Shaoran was holding on to the door frame, gasping for breath as if he was about to fall over.

Chu Bao turned around in surprise, struggled to jump off Lu Lingye's arms, and ran while shouting, "Godfather!"

Lu Shaoran was startled, and bent over to catch Chubao with trembling legs, "Son, why are you here!"

Uncle, your handsome face is black!

Chu Bao put his arms around Lu Shaoran's sweaty neck, reached out and wiped him, "Godfather, are you tired?!"

Lu Shaoran sniffed, glanced at Lu Lingye from the corner of his eye, and nodded aggrievedly; "It's tiring, it's tiring! Come on, give me a kiss!"

Got it!

The restless factor in Lu Shaoran's heart began to rush to the road of death again!

I was cruelly thrown into the recruit company by my uncle, and he couldn't tell the pain, so I will use your son to piss you off!

Yan Qing looked at the scene where Lu Shaoran and Chu Bao's father and son were deeply in love with each other with a half-smile, and subconsciously stretched out his leg and kicked the stool leg, "Boss Lu, someone wants to usurp the throne!"

"No problem! Strengthen training!"

Lu Shaoran: "..."

Chu Bao gave Lu Shaoran a kiss, then turned his head and looked at Lu Lingye, "Uncle, grandpa, godfather is very hard."

Lu Lingye got up, walked over, picked up the first treasure, looked down at Lu Shaoran, "Your godfather's health is too poor, strengthening training will help his health!"

"Oh, that's it! Then godfather, please do your best!"

Lu Shaoran: "..."

"Chubao, play with Uncle Yan for a while!"

Lu Lingye handed Chubao into Yan Qing's hands, ignored his stiff movements, walked out the door and rolled his eyes at Lu Shaoran, and his eldest nephew immediately followed up obediently with his head down.

Yan Qing looked at the little bun that was suddenly stuffed into his bosom in bewilderment, not daring to move for fear of hurting him.

"Yan Shushu, can you show me around?"

When Yan Qing heard it, he immediately became interested, "Okay, come on, sit on your neck, and Shushu will show you around!"

Afraid that he might not be able to handle the strength well, Yan Qing directly circled Chu Bao over his head and let him ride on his shoulders.

After thinking about it, Yan Qing felt that the weapon arsenal was safer, and it was better than taking him to visit those recruits who were fighting and killing!

Yan Qing made up his mind, and subconsciously took Chu Bao to the innermost weapon reserve on the third floor.

In the conference hall, Lu Lingye and Lu Shaoran walked in one after the other.

In the huge conference hall, a rectangular conference table was placed in the middle, surrounded by neatly arranged black leather chairs.

Lu Lingye opened the chair and sat down, Lu Shaoran blinked, and pointed to the place beside him, "Uncle..."

"sit down!"

Lu Shaoran felt pardoned, and bent over to do it, like a piece of mud, paralyzed and unable to paralyze any more.

Quiet breathing could be heard in the conference room.

Lu Shaoran was paralyzed for a while, sat up straight with sore body, looked at Lu Lingye's stern facial features, "Uncle, are you looking for me?"

"What's going on with you and Ji Chen?"

Lu Shaoran thought that my uncle would say something else, but he didn't expect him to ask about Ji Chen, Lu Shaoran's eyes flashed, "My... we are fine, we are very, very good!"

"Are you sure?" Lu Lingye frowned slightly, his tone indifferent.

Lu Shaoran pursed his lips, and under his uncle's sharp and cold gaze, he sighed quietly, "Okay, okay, I said! It's actually not a big deal, but some time ago, he took a director's script behind my back .Moreover, he went to accompany him for a drink, saying that the role was created for him, and he must play it himself! I couldn't get angry for a while, and I was in a cold war with him!"

"Then?"

Facing the succinct uncle, Lu Shaoran was dumbfounded, "There is no more! You just returned to China and you threw him into the recruit company. I don't have time to settle accounts with him!"

While speaking, Lu Shaoran was a little aggrieved.

He glanced at Lu Lingye's cold eyes from the corner of his eye, and couldn't help shaking!

"Have you checked the background of Ji Chen's film director?"

Lu Shaoran frowned puzzled, "No, what does it matter?"

Lu Lingye stared at him, with a flash of 'hate that iron can't be steel' flashed across his cold expression.

He took out a cigarette, took a sip, and when he exhaled the smoke, he said in a low voice: "Jin Hao, a well-known third-level director in the industry, is famous for his large scale. The only requirement for an actor is to dare to take off!"

After speaking, his deep and dark gaze landed on Lu Shaoran's stiff expression, and his thin lips were tightly pursed.

After a while, Lu Shaoran slapped the table and gritted his teeth, "I c! It turned out to be Jin Hao!"

"It seems that you know it too!"

"Uncle, what's going on? Hasn't Jin Hao not made a film for several years? Why did he come out suddenly and find Ji Chen? Damn, he's out of his mind and actually agreed to Jin Hao's invitation!"

Lu Lingye was smoking a cigarette, and in the hazy smoke, there was a sneer in his eyes, "You don't even know the director's identity, and you are brazenly fighting with Ji Chen? Think it over yourself, and with Ji Chen's current status, you made Jin Hao's movie After that, what will his reputation in the industry become!"

Lu Shaoran clenched his hands into fists, his face turned pale again.

Although he didn't think much about it, after being reminded by his uncle, he still noticed something weird in it.

"Uncle, what do you mean, someone wants the whole season?"

"What are you going to do?"

Lu Lingye asked back, but Lu Shaoran said aggressively: "Of course we have to stop it! Ji Chen managed to get the best actor, if Jin Hao ruins his reputation, I'll fucking kill him!"

"Just you?"

These words are a bit hurtful, but Lu Shaoran's heart is as clear as a mirror.

He leaned against the chair in a dejected manner, and looked at Lu Lingye with a pleading gaze, "Uncle, since you have already found out, you should help me, right?"