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Chapter 47 Report... Report to the Chief of Staff, it’s mine

(Some modifications have been made to the previous chapter to explain things in more detail. If it seems a little confusing, you can read it again)

"Haha, your work, Director Yang, is well-known throughout the province and you are a model leader of troops. Who can question it?"

Deputy Director Liu's nonsense made everyone feel unhappy.

But except for Yang Yonghua, no one here can speak.

Yang Yonghua saw that he had already convinced a group of people overtly and covertly, so he secretly thought that since he had given you face, it was time to set a tone for this matter.

He said seriously: "Jiang Peng, can you do a good job in Squad Leader Pan's class from now on? In front of Aunt You, show your attitude to me today!"

Jiang Peng was stunned.

Not changing classes?

Deputy Director Liu looked miserable when he saw him. Thinking of his wife's numerous warnings, he couldn't help but test it again.

"Squad Leader Hao, did the recruit who switched shifts with him before... have a living habit? He wasn't delayed, was he? I think..."

"Performed quite well." Hao Chengbin immediately answered: "That recruit, Han Yong! I had a conflict with a recruit from Class 8 before, but when he was transferred to our class, he became much more active!"

Hao Chengbin was waiting to answer this sentence. When he said it, he didn't know how many times he had said it in his mind. He was afraid that the chief of staff would not remember it, so he read Han Yong's name again and again.

This wave of assists reminded fan Yang Yonghua of Chelsea's classic pass against Burnley, and he immediately clapped his hands on the table.

"That's good! I'm still thinking about how to report to General Manager Luo! That Han Yong who changed shifts with Jiang Peng was sent by General Manager Luo of the Corps! I didn't know until the political commissar of the base week called me two days ago to inquire! "

Deputy Director Liu suddenly felt that he was talking too much.

You shouldn't have come this time.

"Lao Yang, why didn't you tell me earlier? You..."

Even Wang Jian, Hao Chengbin and Pan Zhaohui were stunned.

Pan Zhaohui felt relieved.

MMP, fortunately I didn’t fight, fortunately I didn’t fight...

Hao Chengbin also kept thinking about it in his heart, in a daze.

What kind of information does Fang Huai have? Why don't you make it clear about the relationship between the corps and the head of the corps?

Vice President Luo, the third in command, ranks first among the seven deputy divisions in the corps. He might become the chief officer in two years.

Wang Jian's eyes were clear, but he suddenly thought of what he told Pan Zhaohui in the morning that "the recruits can't decide where they go".

In fact, this statement was a bit thoughtless at the time and was not absolute...

Deputy Director Liu stopped being polite to the Chief of Staff and stood up directly.

"Jiang Peng, come with me."

After that, he walked out of the door.

Although Deputy Director Liu did not blame Jiang Peng directly, he was a little out of his mind. A small move put Jiang Peng in danger.

Fortunately, Jiang Peng still had some muscle reaction and glanced at the chief of staff subconsciously.

The chief of staff raised his hand and waved, and then Jiang Peng went out.

If Jiang Peng had gone out directly just now, he would have been confused about who was the superior and ignored his superiors.

Deputy Director Liu is still wearing casual clothes. Even if Pan Zhaohui is here today, he must ask the squad leader for permission before he can leave.

The principle is the same as the day of eating in the cafeteria.

...

When Jiang Peng came back, he was extremely frustrated.

His uncle actually told him not to offend people everywhere, but to take the initiative and build a good relationship with soldiers of the same age.

With the helplessness on my uncle's face, it would be better to scold him to make him feel at ease.

At least this way, in his heart, his uncle was still as calm as when he first entered the office. It was just that he made a mistake and made him unhappy.

But the reality is that his uncle didn't scold him, but used a gentle tone to pierce his heart with each sentence.

Our family's relationship is not strong, our background is not strong, don't offend others...

That is to say, the last sentence, "That Xiao Pan probably won't do anything anymore, just don't worry and stay in Class 8" was a slight comfort to him.

His family's abilities only stop here.

Everyone has a background, but all he has is a back view...

Deputy Director Liu entered the office, picked up the bag on the table, and laughed.

"Old Yang, I will trouble you with this matter. You won't blame me for causing trouble to the recruits about Jiang Peng's previous transfer, right? The leader, don't report me!"

He and Yang Yonghua were still familiar with each other. This person was straight forward, so he didn't make any detours, lest he would feel uneasy when he went back.

Yang Yonghua waved his hand and concluded his speech.

"Okay, our relationship is a comrade who came out of the squadron, why do we need to talk about this? The results are pretty good now! Both of us can be trained to become talents!

As my nephew, I will also watch over you!

Today's matter is indeed...I also violated a principle, and neither of them will pursue it!

Pan Zhaohui, please show your respect to the families of our new recruits! In the future, when leading troops, you must pay attention to your methods! The group leader just..."

Yang Yonghua planned to give Pan Zhaohui a good training, but he also felt that it was not the right time, so he could only point at Pan Zhaohui and gritted his teeth.

"I'll take care of you later!"

Pan Zhaohui and Wang Jian were relieved. The chief of staff had said so, so there was nothing to report for criticism.

Moreover, he had given enough face and expressed his support to the family members. Pan Zhaohui could no longer ignore the compliments and turned around to apologize to Deputy Director Liu.

"Director Liu, this was my method of leading troops before..."

"Hey!" Deputy Director Liu interrupted and took the initiative to hold Pan Zhaohui's hand.

"Chief of Staff Yang is still blaming me! Squad leader Pan, you must strictly discipline naughty recruits like Jiang Peng! You are doing the right thing! Thank you to the old squad leaders who have silently worked to train the recruits! Contact us often if you have any questions!"

Since it's a gesture, there's no need for people to apologize.

The last sentence, "Contact me often if necessary," sounds like selling a favor, but it doesn't say anything at all.

Deputy Director Liu's operation can be regarded as clearing up some of the negative impressions Jiang Peng had caused on everyone.

Bingyouzi, who is less than thirty years old, how can he withstand the abuse of such a serious veteran? After saying this, Pan Zhaohui already had a smile on his face.

Then he shook hands with Wang Jian and gave him the formal courtesy of "Company Commander is young and promising."

It was because Hao Chengbin was forgotten tactically.

Who is really unhappy with Jiang Peng in this office today? He already knows it from what happened before.

Although Pan Zhaohui hit people, he was only doing it right. Hao Chengbin couldn't wait to answer and objected to the shift change, which was the real dissatisfaction with Jiang Peng.

And when a veteran expresses his dissatisfaction with a person, he doesn't have to say it out loud. The more civilized way is to just be polite to everyone and leave out the person.

Until Deputy Director Liu walked out of the office, Yang Yonghua was still lecturing Pan Zhaohui.

But as soon as the door closed, Yang Yonghua immediately changed his face, leaned on the office chair, and looked at Wang Jian calmly.

"Wang Jian, what are you planning this morning?"

Wang Jian stood up straight: "Report to the Chief of Staff and recite the doctrine and regulations!"

"Take it back."

The chief of staff waved his hand casually, as if the play was over and he didn't want to pretend anymore.

"Yes!"

Jiang Peng's eyes widened.

I'm still here! My uncle just left! Didn't do anything, just brought it back?

At least give me some psychological work!

But that’s what the chief of staff meant. Your uncle is your uncle. You little brat is not worthy of pretending, even for a second.

This is his clear attitude.

Wang Jian winked at Pan Zhaohui, then pulled Jiang Peng and prepared to walk out.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Hao Chengbin glanced at the Rolex, and then looked at a key on the table. His expression changed, and he walked up to Yang Yonghua with a smile and said thief.

"Chief of Staff, please lend me your car."

Yang Yonghua followed his gaze, his eyes widened suddenly, and he quickly reached out and covered the key.

"What are you going to do?? Cars and wives are not allowed to be borrowed!"

Hao Chengbin looked at his watch and said with a hurried expression of "It's too late, get in the car quickly": "Let's get down to business! Once it's done, I'll definitely give you a surprise!"

……

Class nine.

As soon as the squad leader left, everyone was endorsing it.

Endorsement is a patient job, and most people in Class 9 don’t have the patience.

Memorizing orders was too boring, so I started drawing and slept with my eyes half open.

But no one dared to lie down.

I was afraid that the door would suddenly open, the monitor would suddenly appear, and my happy little life would disappear.

Everyone is cautious and unrestrained while trying to maintain the status quo.

The voice of squad leader Pan of Class 8 has long appeared in the corridor, and the squad leader hasn't come back yet.

Fang Huai could only curse in his heart.

Hey, this little Hao, he goes out to play every day, and the recruits don't care. After having me, life is more and more indulgent.

Fang's spiritual victory method once again gained the upper hand.

Just as he was thinking about it, Wang Jian's voice sounded outside the door.

"My day, Hao Chengbin fell downstairs, come down with me to take a look!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Class Nine was in chaos.

Han Yong sat at the back, turned around, rushed to the window first, opened the window and reached out for his head.

The windows of Class 9 are facing the downstairs entrance of the new training building, and they can even see the main gate of the base.

A few people who were close also hurriedly moved towards the window.

None of them were of any use. Zhao Bing had to have a good eye, so he took one look and pointed at one place.

"It seems like he really is the squad leader!"

When Fang Huai heard this, he stopped squeezing in. He opened the door in three steps and then ran out and yelled.

"Company Commander! Company Commander Wang!"

Without the company commander, let alone the big iron gate downstairs, the fifth and third floors are restricted areas they cannot cross.

Fortunately.

"What are you doing?" Captain Wang had already gone downstairs, but when he heard the voice, he took two steps back and showed his head from the stairs.

"Company commander, can you take me down?"

Wang Jian saw that it was Fang Huai, thought for two seconds, and waved.

"Run! Hurry!"

Fang Huai quickly followed up with long strides.

……

When I came down, it was like rescuing a seriously ill patient, but when I came to the door, I saw a scratch on my skin.

Hao Chengbin stood up.

Wang Jian, Huang Wenshu and Fang Huai who followed down were all stunned.

But besides them, there was also the chief of staff who came in a hurry.

The expression on his face can only be described as sadness and anger.

"Oh my god, it's my car!"

The chief of staff's eyebrows were so furrowed that they touched each other, and he touched a heavy-looking military green motorcycle next to him with great distress.

There were two small red flags hanging on the rearview mirror in front of the car, one on the left and one on the right, and there was a large guitar box tied to the back of the car.

Fang Huai finally knew what the squad leader had been doing this morning.

Hao Chengbin's face was three parts sad, three parts embarrassed, and four parts, all focused on the guitar box behind the car.

"The slope at the door... I didn't pay attention when I came down... I looked at it and scratched my skin. I'll ride out and spray paint for you..."

The staff officer is getting hairy.

"Still riding! Ride your uncle's ass!"

Hao Chengbin, the owner of the car that caused the accident, waved his hands helplessly: "Okay, okay! Don't ride! You spray it yourself! I'll pay you! ... You should be fine with one or two hundred for this scratch, right?"

"Ball! At least two hundred!" the chief of staff said, lifting the motorcycle up and looking around to see if there was any damage.

When the two of them were discussing compensation, they didn't look like superiors and subordinates at all, but more like the car owners they met on the roadside having an affair.

"Okay! Let me see if the guitar is broken first!" Hao Chengbin said and was about to go up and untie the rope that tied the guitar.

The chief of staff snapped his hand open, looked at the guitar, and then cursed.

"Is this the surprise you are talking about?? What are you doing with it? Do you want to sing two songs? Or do you want to teach me how to sing??"

Soul asked four times.

The chief of staff insisted on asking Hao Chengbin to translate. What a fucking surprise.

Fang Huai, who was standing on the outside, raised his hand in embarrassment.

"Report...report to the chief of staff, it's mine..."