Love Late

The late summer of 1939 was hot and dreary, perfect for sleeping.I fell asleep until four in the afternoon according to God’s will, and then I got up lazily. When I got up, my orderly Hein quickly patted the table. He kept this strange behavior for a long time. , I don't know what kind of madness he has, even if I ask him, he won't tell.But when I walked out, I saw the group of staff officers under me put on a hard work, as if they were facing a big enemy.When I don't know what they are showing off, if they are all so capable, I won't have a pile of documents on my desk every day to give me a headache.So I scolded them all as they wished, and the scolding made the entire staff department mourn, and everyone wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in.It was Hein who rescued them in the end, for he suggested going out for a few laps while it was still early.I readily agreed to his suggestion, and then, out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that the entire staff department showed a look of gratitude to Hein.

"Don't think you've just escaped. If the new chief of staff doesn't come for a day, I'll have to deal with documents for a day, and I'll be in a bad mood for a day. If you don't fix it, who will you fix it for?" I glanced sullenly. All the staff officers under him were extremely satisfied with their crazy expressions.

Today's weather is quite good, I galloped the horse for a few laps and then slowed down, letting the horse walk at a small pace, thinking about my own thoughts.In fact, I am in a bad mood not only because of the heavy desk work, but also because my dream of being the commander-in-chief of the army has been blocked by that old Lundstedt thing recently.I think President Hindenburg rejected my request to be commander in chief of the army.General Blomberg threatened to resign that time, but President Hindenburg kept his mouth shut.In the end he could only choose von Fritsch!But how can Fritsch compare to me?Shy and silent, my health is not good, and I am the only person who is most suitable to be the commander-in-chief of the army.Now it is so easy to hope that Fritsch will step down and leave, and the head of state personally nominated me to be the commander-in-chief, but I was actually blocked by that old bastard Lundstedt.Did he see that I usually bully Manstein too much?Just thinking about it makes me so angry.General Blomberg had been dismissed before Fritsch for marrying a woman who had gone wrong, and now I am one step away from being commander-in-chief. What a bad time.Thinking of this, I depressed the horse and gave the horse a hard whip, which made it gallop.

When I ran back to the station, I found that the staff department was full of joy and joy, and everyone's face was full of festive expressions, which was different from the look of bitterness and hatred when I came back in the past.As soon as I frowned, Hein immediately came up to explain intimately: "The new chief of staff is here to report, and everyone is very happy."

"Happy fart, I'm not happy yet." I turned over and jumped off the horse and walked in, and everyone dodged.Except for one person, a guy who stood there stupidly with the rank of major general, he looked like a new idiot.I directly raised my horsewhip at him:

"Are you the new one?"

Then what I saw was a somewhat familiar face, as if I had vaguely seen it before.Facing my almost rude behavior, he just responded with a gentle smile: "General Reichenau, hello, Major General Friedrich Paulus is reporting to you."

Oh, I said why it looks so familiar, it turned out to be that herbivore.I glanced at him lazily: "So it was you, why did they choose such a chief of staff for me? Are you bullying me for not being the commander-in-chief?"

As soon as this sentence came out, there was no sound in the staff department. Although it was an open secret in the army that I did not become the commander-in-chief, no one dared to mention half a word in front of my face. Even Manstein, who was supposed to be internally injured, didn't dare.Hearing me mention it now, these small fish and shrimps in the staff department would have been scared to death long ago.But the herbivore was not at all alerted by the chilling atmosphere around it. Instead, it opened its mouth in a soft voice: "I heard about it, General Reichenau, that... don't be sad, there will always be people in the future." Chance..."

I didn't wait for him to finish, I directly raised his chin with a horsewhip, and stared at him sharply: "You are very courageous, you dare to say anything."

"I'm just afraid that you will be sad..." He took a step back uncomfortably, and looked at me with twinkling eyes. "At that time, you helped me out. I really appreciate you."

I stared at him gloomily for a long time, but he just looked back at me with those clear eyes.I don't like such a person, so I lost interest in teasing him, so I withdrew my horsewhip: "Process the documents for me, and don't let me see even a piece of paper on my desk in the future!"

"Yes, General Reichenau." He nodded meekly, "I will deal with it."

"That's good, you go to deal with the papers. Hein, let's play tennis."

Since Paulus’s herbivore came, I have finally lived a comfortable life: sleep late in the morning, get up and eat breakfast and lunch together, go horseback riding after eating, then swim, and play tennis when I come back, After dinner, I went out for a couple of jogs, and when I came back, I had coffee to drink, and I didn’t have any unlucky documents to bother me. It couldn’t be more comfortable.Oh, how does that herbivore live every day, you ask?That is to make documents, make documents, and make documents.At night, when he finally had no overtime work or paperwork, he poured two cups of coffee and brought one to me, and then he held the other cup and stared at the map in front of him, who knew whether he was studying or in a daze.Anyway, regardless of my business, he is willing to stare at it all night without sleeping.

And I found that my chief of staff is a bit eccentric.For example, he must dress neatly in his clothes, and his white shirt will always show a millimeter above his coat, as if he had measured it with a scale.Another example is the pencils on his desk, which must be sharpened, arranged in a neat row, and the nibs are almost the same length.The first thing in the morning is to wipe the table. It must be wiped clean, and the documents are sorted into several piles.And my desk always looks like a doghouse, which I am always proud of. What's wrong with the mess?As long as I know where everything goes.

At first, the herbivore tried to reform me.When I woke up early in the morning, I found that my desk was extremely clean, brand new as if it had been waxed. Pens and pencils were placed in two pen holders, and the documents waiting to be signed in the file rack were put in order according to priority. Ink bottles and ashtrays were washed like new.The herbivore was still standing beside it, with a joyful expression on its face.I opened the drawer with a straight face, huh, fortunately he didn't touch it, the inside is still a mess.He seems to be somewhat privacy conscious.I closed the drawer and looked up at him: "What's going on?"

"General Reichenau, I just came here to put the documents. I saw that your desk was too messy, so I cleaned it up for you." He was still smiling, and the smile was soft, but it fell into my eyes. How do you see it? What an eyesore.I frowned, stretched out my hand to touch my heart, and let out a scream:

"God, what have you done? Don't you know I have a heart attack? I feel bad when I see such a clean place, I'm sick! Hayne, Hayne, my nitroglycerin! "

He was frightened by me, his face was pale and at a loss, he only knew to say "I'm sorry", but Hein had been with me for a long time, so he could tell at a glance that I was just putting on a show.So walk over at a leisurely pace, Paulus still urging him, acting nervous like I'm really dying without medicine.Seeing him like this, Hai En couldn't help grinning: "Mr. General, your nitroglycerin oil was just used up yesterday, and I haven't bought it yet."

"Damn, you bastard, do you intend to let the old man die in such a clean place?" I said as I pulled out the whole drawer, turned it over with a bang, dumped everything on the table, and then put the drawer Throwing it away, he sat down on the chair and took a long breath, pretending, "Damn it, it's much more comfortable this way. The desk is so clean, it makes people really sick."

"General Reichenau, are you...are you alright? Do you really not need to take medicine? I can buy it for you." That idiot still looked at me anxiously, but he didn't notice the whole staff department Is everyone snickering?There is no way, people are stupid and can't blame the army.I rolled my eyes and didn't bother to pay attention to him, but Hein kindly explained a few words to him:

"General Reichenau was joking with you. He is in good health. How can he suffer from any illness?"

"Oh, that's right, thank you, Hein. But where's the point of this joke?"

What Paulus said made Hein go crazy. I really have never seen a person as honest as him, or so stupid. Can't he see that I am mocking him?In short, as soon as he said this, the entire staff couldn't help laughing out loud. He was at a loss amidst the laughter, and blushed in embarrassment.I stared at him, and suddenly sneered. In an instant, those laughter seemed to be cut off by life, and everyone was sitting upright and working hard.I nodded in satisfaction, then looked straight at Paulus: "From now on, if you touch my desk again without my permission, I will chop off your hand. This is no joke!"

Clearly terrified, he froze for a few seconds before answering "yes".

I nodded grimly: "Very well, if it weren't for seeing that you have done a good job recently, I would be able to chop off your hand now."

The blushing on Paulus's face has faded completely, leaving only paleness, and he nodded in despair, not knowing what to do.I arrogantly pointed at the drawer I had just thrown aside: "Pick it up."

He was stunned. This kind of work should not be done by the chief of staff. I also know this, and I did it on purpose.Hai En wanted to give him a step down, so he walked a few steps forward with a smile: "General, this is not within the scope of the chief of staff's authority, let me pick it up."

I sneered: "You stand for me and let him pick it up."

Now Hai En didn't dare to move anymore, he knew my temper, if he insisted on picking it up, I would kill him with a single shot.Paulus stood there, almost in tears.It is also an insult for a dignified chief of staff to do the work of an orderly.I leaned back on the chair in a leisurely manner, lazily put my legs on the table, and waited to see if he would pick it up.I thought about his possible reaction, and found it very interesting. If I were in this situation, the most likely thing I would do would be to rush up and beat up the guy who insulted me.If it was Manstein, nine times out of ten, that nobleman would give him a cold and disdainful look, and then walk away contemptuously.If it was Guderian under me, his fiery temper would not be enough if he didn't scold the other party half to death.Speaking of it, this herbivore seems to have been the chief of staff under Guderian. I don't know if he has learned a little blood from his boss.

However, I was disappointed. He actually walked over in silence, lowered his head and picked up the drawer, held it in his hands, and walked towards me step by step, but his face was pale, his eyes seemed to be filled with water vapor, he looked pitiful, and sure enough. are herbivores.He walked up to me and said in a low voice, "Here you are."

"Won't it be installed?" I stretched more lazily, motioning for him to install the drawer for me.This time, he was really about to cry:

"Don't be like this, I'm your chief of staff, not an installer."

"Oh? Is there any difference?" I flicked a pen around and splashed a lot of ink on his body.His hands trembled and he almost dropped the drawer.Bullying someone who is a little bit of a clean freak is a lot more fun than I thought it would be.

"Just...even if there is no difference, you...you have to let me go, you are sitting here like this, what should I do?" His voice became smaller and smaller, probably seeing that I didn't mean to move away at all.I don't like people like him at all. If he slaps the table and loses his temper, maybe I will admire him a little bit, but he is like this now, the more he looks at it, the more people feel displeased.So I just treated him as air without even raising my eyelids.And he stood silently by the side, and after a while he sighed softly:

"Why don't you settle down by yourself? You will make me feel that you are deliberately embarrassing me."

"Is this how you talk to your boss?" I glanced over coldly, with a rather unfriendly attitude.His eye circles were red, and he murmured an apology again:

"I'm not... Excuse me, General Reichenau, I..."

I suddenly burst out laughing, out of breath, and Paulus stared at me, holding the drawer in his hands, becoming more and more bewildered.I jumped off the chair all of a sudden, took the drawer in his hand, and pushed it up. Seeing that he couldn't react, I hooked his chin frivolously: "You are really very good, not bad , I like subordinates like you."

Paulus's face flushed again, a blush emerged from his pale cheeks, as if a stroke of paint had been added to the painting, and he became more angry in an instant.He lowered his head and rubbed his toes, and smiled at me: "I feel ashamed when you say that. I don't have any advantages to like."

As I grabbed my tennis racket and walked out, I said with a bit of sarcasm: "Of course there are, your biggest advantage is that you are so stupid, it is really rare to be such a stupid chief of staff! "

He was stunned, and stood there dumbfounded, not knowing how to refute, not even knowing what to say in defense.But he doesn't fight back when he beats and scolds like this, which makes me lose interest.I still like to bully a guy like Manstein, who can roll his eyes and get angry, but it's much more fun than this stupid idiot.

"Actually, Mr. General, the new chief of staff is quite nice." This guy, Hai En, is getting more and more broken now, and he seems to be a bit in need of a beating.

"Did he give you money? You are very good at speaking for him." In fact, I don't deny that the herbivore is a good person, but in this world, good people don't last long, and scourges live for thousands of years. Judging by this posture, I have to compare it with that one. Guys live long.

"I just think he is pitiful. In fact, after he came, the staff department is running much better than before. I think you should change your view of him."

"I didn't deny that guy's ability to work, but I don't like his personality at all. Would you like an idiot with that personality?" I gave Hai En a blank look, and it really didn't hurt my back to stand and talk.

"To be honest, I really like it." Hein laughed, "Look, he has outstanding work ability and is willing to consider others. And he looks quite sexy, many people nicknamed him 'Sexy God' in private."

"Damn, he's a male god, what is this old man?" I swung it over, feeling a little unhappy, "Okay, stop talking nonsense, and pay less attention to him. He is the chief of staff of this old man." , you all give me less talk about him, how to deal with him is the old man's business."