I messed up the Siheyuan

One woman and three men, actually divided into two groups.

The first group was An Youdao’s secretary, Hu Dacheng.

The other group, one woman and two men, should be from the security system.

The two men were both burly, tough types, around thirty years old.

Judging from the bulges on their waists, they must be wearing real weapons.

What surprised Wang Ping was that although the woman had an ordinary appearance, she had an elegant temperament, which was completely different from the two men behind her.

The pair of grey-rimmed glasses on her nose made her look more intellectual.

She looked quite old, probably around forty years old.

The faint white hair at her temples also made her look more mature.

However, her short hair with bangs makes her look more capable.

Although the three of them were dressed in casual clothes, the colors and styles of their clothes and pants were basically the same.

One can tell at a glance that they are from the same unit.

When An Youdao introduced Wang Ping, Hu Dake was fine.

After all, the two had met before.

But the three people from the security system immediately began to look at Wang Ping.

His eyes were full of doubt and inquiry.

An Youdao then pointed at Hu Dacheng and said to Wang Ping, "Boy, Dacheng needs no introduction.

You’ve seen it before.”

"Yes, uncle!" Wang Ping responded, and then nodded to Hu Dacheng, "Secretary Hu, hello!"

"Hello!" Hu Dacheng responded indifferently.

However, there was a hint of admiration in his eyes when he looked at Wang Ping.

Wang Ping understood what he meant immediately.

That is...

It’s a good call to call you ‘Secretary Hu’, keep it up.

During this period of time, don't call me Uncle Hu in front of others.

An Youdao pointed at the elegant woman and introduced her briefly and concisely: "Director Xiao Yanan!"

Then, he pointed at the two muscular men behind the woman, "Lin Qiang, Ma Feng!"

The muscles on the two muscular men's faces were stiff, without even a hint of a smile.

They just nodded at Wang Ping as a greeting.

And Xiao Yanan, Director Xiao, had a gentle smile on his face and chatted with Wang Ping about family matters.

In just a few words, before Wang Ping could come to his senses, he found that he had called her "Auntie Xiao", and she began to call him "Pingzi" affectionately.

This elegant Aunt Xiao is truly an old fox!

Wang Ping, who had just come to his senses, was immediately a little scared.

He suddenly felt like a sheep walking into a tiger's mouth.

He couldn't help but look to An Youdao standing beside him for help.

As a result, at this moment, Old Deng didn't even make eye contact with her.

He just waved his hand and urged: "Okay, time is running out, you should get on the plane immediately!"

Wang Ping was a little angry at Lao Deng'er's ruthlessness.

"Um...Uncle!...I..."

"What's wrong?" An Youdao had to turn his head and look at Wang Ping, "What else do you want, kid?"

"Uncle, can you give me a gun?" Wang Ping said.

This made An Youdao stunned for a moment.

He frowned slightly and said angrily, "What do you want a gun for?

Even if I gave you a gun, would you shoot it?

Besides, where can I get you a gun at this time? "

Before Wang Ping could speak, Hu Dacheng pointed to the distance and reminded An Youdao: "Chief, it seems someone is coming."

Everyone was stunned for a moment and turned to look in astonishment.

Sure enough, a military jeep drove over at high speed after passing the inspection at the airport entrance.

When the car approached and before it stopped, a tall, weather-beaten-looking soldier in his 50s jumped out of the car.

An Youdao was stunned for a moment, then asked in surprise, "Old Chen, why are you here?"

The fifty-year-old soldier waved his hand and said with a smile: “So many of you are busy with my affairs.

It would be really outrageous if I, the real boss, didn’t even show my face.”

After saying that, he shook hands with Hu Dacheng and the three people from the security system, and said "thank you for your hard work".

Finally, when he stood in front of Wang Ping, a hint of doubt appeared on his majestic square face.

"Boy!..."

"Can you get one million kilograms of food?"

"Yes, Chief!" Wang Ping responded loudly with a serious face.

The suspicion on the fifty-year-old soldier's face faded a little.

After hesitating for a moment, he said with a serious face, "Boy, An Miyan should have told you the importance of this matter.

I won't emphasize it anymore.

What I want to say is...

If you talk big and fire blanks on this matter, let alone "An Mi Yan", even the king of heaven cannot save you.

but..."

When he said this, not only did the expression on his face become more solemn, but even the tone of his voice seemed to tremble.

"If you really get me one million kilograms of food, then you will be the benefactor of my Northwest Base."

"From now on, no matter what happens, you can come to me."

After saying this, he saluted Wang Ping very solemnly.

To be honest, Wang Ping was a little overwhelmed when he saw a soldier of such an old age and such a high position saluting him.

He didn't know how to respond to this salute.

In the end, he could only return a not-so-standard military salute.

At this time, An Youdao on the side interrupted with a smile: "Okay, Lao Chen, don't scare him here.

Although this boy is young, he is quite experienced and cannot be scared by just a few words from you.

Moreover, he also knew...

If this matter fails, not only him, but also me and our whole family will be implicated.

What the hell! ...

Who told us to start this thing? "

These words stunned the fifty-year-old soldier.

He unconsciously cast an inquiring look towards An Youdao.

An Youdao just smiled and introduced Wang Ping, "Boy, let me introduce you formally.

The person in front of you is called Chen Xuexue, and he is the chief steward of the Northwest Base.

This old guy fought against the American devils a few years ago.

He also seized a good gun from a brigadier general of the United States.

Don't you want a gun?

Just in time, let him give you this gun."

These words made Wang Ping and Chen Shangxue stunned for a moment.

But after being stunned for a while, Wang Ping looked embarrassed.

Chen Shangxue, on the other hand, looked at An Youdao with a hint of anger.

"An squinted, what do you mean?"

"What else could it mean?" An Youdao pointed at Wang Ping and said with a smile, "This kid was a little scared before getting on the plane.

This is not...

He was arguing with me about wanting a gun to protect himself!"

As he said this, he spread his hands again.

"But now that we're here, where the hell am I going to get him a gun?"