Xue Xiang complained in his heart, may the old man vent his personal anger! The documents you gave were only special accounts, and fools knew that they were going to the grave to burn newspapers - fooling around. Who knows how much authority did? Xue Xiang was dissatisfied first, but after thinking about it, then he was overjoyed. Since the old man was angry and I didn't fight, this was not equivalent to disguised authorization. If there was a advantage, he would not take advantage. Xue Xiang is now completely a bastard. The more the old man scolded, the happier he was. As soon as the old man stopped, Xue Xiang smiled shamelessly and said, "Okay, follow your old instructions." After that, he turned around and left.

Xue Xiang rushed to the bamboo forest and pine formation, shouting: "Old Old Man has orders, come to a squad brothers, cooperate with my actions." He blatantly issued an order in front of the old man and falsely passed the imperial edict.

As soon as Xue Xiang finished speaking, there was a stir in the bamboo forest, pine formation, roofs, eaves, and even the flowerbed. After a while, more than a hundred people appeared in front of him. I really don’t know how they hid. More than a hundred people quickly lined up in a queue, stood attentively, saluted, and said, “Please give instructions from the leader!”

This is not a class, almost a company of people. These guys lurk all day long, the guards are already very stubborn, and they all want to go out to do tasks with Xue Xiang. Anyway, Xue Xiang didn't call for any class, so they are now squeezing forward with shameless faces, regardless of what the leader in the distance feels.

Now it was Xue Xiang's turn. He didn't know the number of others at all. Although he could be sure that these guards were all elites among the elites, it would be difficult to call anyone else. General An was not angry when he heard Xue Xiang's false edict in the pavilion. But he didn't expect that Xue Xiang asked for a squad to get into a company. The old man's face was immediately unhappy. I just didn't like you, and they all wanted to slip out? Later, when he saw Xue Xiang in the local area, the old man felt funny again. It's up to you to make arrangements. You have no worries about your words and will offend people.

Xue Xiang looked at the rows of tall and tall camouflage warriors in front of him, all of whom were trembling in spirit and everyone had hope. He was really hard to choose. He wanted to say that the tallest ones were out of the line, and at first glance, they seemed that everyone's height might have to be measured with a ruler to distinguish the height. If you want to talk about which squad of soldiers in the line, he didn't know whether the combat units were divided by class. Xue Xianghao scratched his head, and his eyes suddenly fell on the equipment of the soldiers. He immediately thought about it. He shouted: "The soldiers carrying submachine guns will leave, the rest will disband and return to their original position." After a neat and scattered retreat, only a dozen soldiers with slightly rushed rushing were left, leaving them in place, and saluting Xue Xiang. The soldiers who got the opportunity were very excited and finally could go out for activities.

After picking up soldiers, Xue Xiang assigned the chief and deputy squad leader of the operation. After the arrangements were made, he invited two soldiers to the small train squad to drive the old man's convoy to the front door to wait. At this moment, he simply pretended to be powerful and enjoyed the treatment of the head of the J Committee.

The old general had long expected that it would not be too difficult to solve personnel arrangements with Xue Xiang's cleverness. What he did not expect was that the boy stared at the face and even said hello without saying a word. He drove away his convoy. The familiar roar sounded, and the old man's cholesterol rose instantly. He felt so uncomfortable that he couldn't help but curse: "Boy, take the chicken feathers as a command arrow!"

Lao Wang, who was beside him, looked a little funny. You just said that he was holding a arrow as a chicken feather. I saw that boy was not a fuel-efficient lamp, so I guess he was waiting for you to scold him. The smile on the corner of Lao Wang's mouth was seen by Hua Shuai. The old man knocked on the table and said, "Xiao Wang, why are you happy? Look at my old man's joke?"

Lao Wang quickly said seriously: "Chief, how dare I? I just think... I think you are a little..." Lao Wang said hesitantly.

The old man said unhappily: "What kind of appearance is like, like a woman, I can't even say a word. I just think I'm a bit too good to that kid, and there's nothing to say."

Lao Wang nodded and admitted that the old general said something similar to what Lao Wang wanted to express, but the two words in Lao Wang's heart were better than the old general's statement. He felt that the old general was not very good to Xue Xiang, but was doting on him.

General An continued, “Tell me why I value him alone?”

Lao Wang thought about it for a while and said, "Talent is rare!"

The old man sneered: "Slipt, just like not saying it, would I value the idiots? But I also talked about the point. This kid looks like a child, cunning, but in fact he is meticulous and extremely intelligent. Especially his sensitivity to ZZ is terrible. I compare Ganluo and Yan Shifan to him, not Miao Zan, but this kid is a combination of two people. He can detect the strong wind from the end of Qingping. This ability is not a young man, but an old official C thief who has accumulated a lot of years."

Lao Wang was shocked by the words of General An. The old general saw countless people in his life, and he had never seen any young man or even middle-aged man receive such high praise from him. Lao Wang was a little unbelievable and went in and renewed a cup of tea for him and said, "Chief, are you a little harsh? I admit that he is very smart and clever, but I didn't find any difference between him and the ordinary young man. Look, he was holding something at noon and asked you to help his uncle to eliminate disasters and solve problems. Isn't it done? This is not a mentally mature approach."

General An snorted and said, "You have shallow eyes. Is your main purpose for his uncle? This is just one of the goals he wants to achieve. His main purpose is to recite his few wrong poems to the old man, and to tell me that he is as clear as the current situation. He is, jade is seeking good prices in the box, and hairpins are waiting for the time to fly in the box."

Lao Wang is familiar with secretary and security services, and lacks a view of the overall situation of ZZ's trend. The old general's words aroused Lao Wang's curiosity: "Even if he sees the current political situation clearly, what role can he play as a child? It's just watching the fire from the other side of the river and watching the excitement."

The old man loves and hates Lao Wang. Lao Wang is meticulous and meticulous in his work and rarely makes loopholes. He is a secretary and a security guard, and that is nothing to say. But occasionally chatting with him for a while, especially those linked to ZZ, his slowness is simply ridiculous. The old man pointed to the stone bench beside the stone table, signaled Lao Wang to sit down, and smiled and said, "It seems that you have been the secretary in your life. I am really worried that you will let you go out and block your side."

Lao Wang scratched the back of his head and said embarrassedly: "It's great to be your secretary. When you don't need me one day, I'll go back to my hometown to plant a few days, which is also great."

The old general smiled with relief and said, "When did I let honest people suffer losses? Don't worry, I have thought about your kid's way of retreat for you. Let's stay in the General Political Department in the future. Where is it suitable for you."

Lao Wang nodded in emotion. He didn't want to talk about this heavy topic. Time is a cruel topic for the elderly. He seemed to be worried that the elderly in front of him would age rapidly and even die during the conversation. He changed the topic and said, "Didn't you talk about Xiao Zi Xue's intentions yet?"

The old general said, "It's very simple. Just use my old man as a bridge. If you didn't say it just now, he could only watch the fire from the other side of the river, and he would just let him do anything. However, with my old man as a bridge, he would step forward and lean into it." The old man is worthy of being an old man and hits the nail on the head.

After Lao Wang knew Xue Xiang’s plan, he gasped. What an old child, his mind was so deep. Do you dare to interfere in this level of game? Lao Wang was still a little puzzled: "Why are you willing to pave the way for him?"

"The reason is very simple. The road ahead is vast and I can't see where the road is. I hope he is really my Ganluo." General An sighed.

"What you said is too serious, you can't see clearly, and even a child can't see clearly." Lao Wang was more surprised today than he had half his life. The old general's words were too heavy, and it concerns a country, fifty-six nations, and ten billion peoples.

"I don't know if he can see clearly. At least he is a wise man. There are not many wise man now." The old general looked up at the sky. The bright moon in the sky was like a plate, and the light shining brightly. He suddenly smiled, as if he was talking to himself: "It's funny, I hope for the child. My old man is really old. Xiao Wang, do you believe in life?" He suddenly raised this question that should have been a taboo.

Lao Wang was already shocked. He really didn't understand. How could the old leader who believed in Marxism and Lenin have been trusting for life today? Although he had questions, Lao Wang still didn't ask, and just answered truthfully: "Believe!" the word is short and powerful. In front of the old leader, he didn't need to hide his true thoughts. Lao Wang had studied the works and theories of Marxism, Eun, Lenin, and Si, and thought that what they said was reasonable, but it could not overturn the simple fatalism in his heart. He kept asking, why these people have become great people? Is it just because of their talent and hard work? No, there are many people who are amazing and have worked a hundred times harder than them. Why are those people immersed in the long river of history, unknown and turned into dust? It is impossible to explain with their theory, but Lao Wang's grandmother gave a clear explanation and answered: Fate.

The old general was not surprised at Lao Wang's answer. He did not avoid or avoid this topic like most party members at this time. At his level and age, he had experienced too much and had seen too much. The old man knew what propaganda was and what ZZ needs. The old man did not speak, lit a cigarette, sat under the breeze and moon, and enjoyed this rare tranquility.

When Lao Wang smelled the smoke, he did not remind him to smoke less as usual. He was still wondering why Old An suddenly asked this question. The seeds of curiosity took root and sprouted in his heart. He spoke out and broke the tranquility: "Chief, is this related to Xiao Zi Xue?"

General An spitted out a mouthful of cigarettes and smiled and said, "Where is this mysterious thing? I think something is interesting. When I get excited, I ask questions."

"What's the matter?" Lao Wang broke the pot.

"I have been playing a chess game for a lifetime. No matter how bad I lose, I have only been stripped of pigs by two people in my life. Once today, and once in a cave forty years ago." The old general smiled.

"Who is the one who won the chess?" The old general spoke solemnly. Old Wang was shocked. He could have guessed in his heart. The sound of the questioning was trembling in shock.

"You guessed it, why bother asking this more?" The old man glared at him.

"You don't think that Xiao Zi can be with him..."

Lao Wang was interrupted by the old general's laughter in half, "Hahaha, Xiao Wang, you can really think of it, it's unpredictable. I just think it's quite interesting. After all, stripping naked pigs is not a good thing, just remember it deeply.

Lao Wang did not continue asking, the old general used "life" to describe what he could say, and it would be boring and boring to say too much.

The old general and Lao Wang were drinking tea under the moon, chatting, and were extremely leisurely, but Xue Xiang was extremely popular there.
Chapter completed!