He Is Warmer Than Time

At the Shen family, Shen Boyong leaned on the bed, looking at the eldest son sitting on the chair by the bed, with a gloomy expression.

"This **** grew up with you, how did you teach him?"

Shen Zhaoshan's eyes drooped: "I was negligent of discipline. This kid has always been sensible. I thought it was unnecessary to discipline him."

Shen Bo was gasping for breath: "You tell me the leader of their troops."

Shen Zhaoshan glanced at his father: "What are you going to do?"

Shen Boyong stretched out his hand and thumped his chest: "Don't let that **** suffer a bit, he won't listen to me."

Shen Zhaoshan also acquiesced to his father's statement.

Zhao Zheng, this child is too smooth. He is already a major general at the age of twenty-nine. He has never experienced any hardships in his life. He does not know enough about life and is a bit selfish. He doesn't worry about the views of his family.

After all, Shen Zhaoshan was the deputy commander of the Kyoto Military Region. He called the commander of the Kong 15th Division, who was his old comrade-in-arms, and the two knew each other well.

"Lao Zhuang, if you are free, can you go to the Xijiao Mansion in the evening?"

Master Zhuang hurriedly said: "What's wrong? Does the old chief have any instructions to convey?"

Master Zhuang was also the old ministry of Shen Boyong, and he respected that old chief very much.

"I can't talk about instructions. My father is not in good health these days."

"Why don't you say it earlier, I will definitely visit the old chief in the evening."

"Row."

At six o’clock in the evening, Master Zhuang’s guards drove him to the outside of the Xijiao Mansion Compound. Shen Zhaoshan greeted him personally. The two exchanged greetings. Master Zhuang brought various tonics into the backyard room. When he saw Shen Boyong, he immediately went up. Before he hushed coldly and asked warmly.

Shen Boyong pointed to the chair beside him: "Sit down."

Master Zhuang quickly sat down.

Shen Boyong coughed lightly: "Zhao Zheng...How about your 15th division?"

Commander Zhuang immediately said: "Deputy Commander Shen is young and promising. He is indeed an indispensable top-level talent for the Air Force."

He is only regarded as a father's routine concern, and naturally he is just picking up good words.

But what he said was indeed the truth, Major General Shen was indeed a first-class talent.

"I think he is young and in a high position, which is not a good thing for him."

Master Zhuang was taken aback for a moment: "Old Chief, what do you mean...what does this mean?"

Shen Boyong looked at him: "Find a cause, send him out of Kyoto, let the power in his hands let go, young people, still have to exercise more."

Master Zhuang did not dare to answer for a while, not knowing whether this was the old chief tempting him or what it meant.

The smile on his face was a bit embarrassing: "But Deputy Commander Shen fully deserves his current position, and no one in the army is dissatisfied."

Shen Boyong waved his hand: "Zhizi Mo Ruofu, my son, I know best. Since he joined the military, he has always been too smooth, and he has developed a defiant character because of his lack of experience."

Master Zhuang is almost at a loss. Isn't it good to be too smooth?

Besides, Deputy Commander Shen didn't do anything extraordinary. Why doesn't this father expect his son to be well?

He really didn't understand.

"But... Deputy Commander Shen has been working hard in the 15th Air Division, and I have no reason to transfer him."

"You are his leader, and you will always have a way. Whether my son can achieve his great cause in the future depends on you, Master Zhuang."

Master Zhuang suddenly felt that there was a long way to go...