Fortunately, it is breakfast time, and the employees in the office on this floor are still in the dining room. No one comes up, so there is not much "care".

However, the loud noise still alarmed Ota, who was working hard next door, and Ota, who had a ulterior motive, rushed to the door and knocked on it.

"Assistant Zhan, it's time to eat." After the door opened, he saw Ma Qian'an still sucking in his mouth. Ota immediately reminded him calmly that since Ota came to the company, he reminded Ma Qian'an every day when he was breakfast.

"Hey, hey! It hurts so much that he really hurts me. It seems that this person's legs are not as hard as wooden legs." Ma Qian'an moaned while concealing his expression.

"You are?"

"I haven't practiced my muscles for a few days. I stretched my hands and moved them a little. I didn't expect that my flying leg hit the chair. It's so unlucky. Let's go and have a meal!" Ma Qian'an limped out the door, put one hand on Ota's shoulder, and brought it to the door with the other hand.

The moment the door closed, Ota saw the leather chair in the room, and his body was stiff. He was secretly shocked. He kicked the solid chair like this. Can it be so shattered by one kick? However, the pressure from his shoulder quickly drove away the "thrilling" thoughts in Ota's mind. Seeing Assistant Zhan's appearance, he had no doubts about himself. Why did he always scare himself? Besides, I don't know whether he did that or not. Even if I did it, it was not what I did!

Ma Qianan held Ota's shoulder and limped towards the elevator. While perfunctory Ota's nagging concern, he urged Ota to go faster and faster. "Stop talking nonsense, what's the point of such a small injury? Don't go to the infirmary."

Ma Qian'an's severe pain was already overwhelmed. Apart from the bruises on the oncoming bones of his calf, he knew that he had not broken his bones.

"Tianda, when I was in China, I came out to explore the world at the age of 15. With a pair of iron hands, I swept across the three eastern provinces. There are countless lives in my hands. The little Japanese alone has a hundred lives. I also have a hobby. Kill people and pull their heads. No, that's it..." Ma Qian'an moved his right hand to the back of Ota's head, held his five fingers and pinched it gently, "Twist and snap! Nine Yin White Bone Claws."

Ma Qian'an opened his mouth and Ota was so scared that he sat on the ground, trembling and unable to speak.

Ma Qian'an lost Ota's shoulder with his left hand and lost his support. His body shook, staring at Ota on the ground and asked in confusion: "What are you doing? I lied to you, get up! I'm nothing else, I'm just bragging and joking. Don't care. Besides, even if I'm really a big thief, I won't kill you like this. I'm afraid of a bird!"

Ota looked at Ma Qian'an blankly for a while. Seeing that Ma Qian'an didn't seem to have murderous intentions, he calmed down a little, covered his chest with his hands, and wanted to stand up tremblingly, and muttered, "Sir, don't be making such a joke. I'm almost scared to death by you. I'm a surrendered Japanese. I'm already scared and very sensitive."

"You, you! How can you be so brave?" Ma Qian'an "showed" a tone of concern, "Wait for a while, I will get you blood and practice courage. I will use you again in the future. Do you know? Without the sycamore tree, where can the golden phoenix come from? You, the sycamore tree, have to play a big role and instigate me more Japanese people with great importance."

As soon as Ma Qian'an finished speaking, his face changed a few times in an instant. At about the same time, a ridiculous feeling arose in both of them, and their stomachs rush toward their throats with soreness. ***, it's really disgusting.

Seeing that Ota was still struggling and wriggling on the ground, Ma Qian'an bent down and inserted one hand under Ota's arm and lifted it, "Get up, this little face is pale."

"Uh! Assistant Zhan, what are you doing?" The elevator door opened, and two young and beautiful girls appeared in the elevator. Juventus and her colleague Jin Qianyu opened their eyes wide, covered their mouths in surprise, and watched Ma Qianan pull out his hand from Ota's armpit.

Ota's face turned red and white. Ma Qian'an knew that it was the result of being kneaded by himself, but these two girls didn't know!

"What do you think we are doing?" Ma Qian'an knew it was Juventus. Recently, Juventus always fell in love with the 8th floor and went to his office for a while. This made him always feel palpitations from time to time, worried that Juventus would accidentally break his own activities by being knocked out by Juventus. She could not drive her away with sluts. Her excuses were different every time.

Ma Qian'an looked at Juventus standing in front of him, was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "What's going on today? I'll give you ten minutes."

Juventus wore a sky blue sleeveless cheongsam today, revealing her slender pink neck and two smooth arms, making her figure curved and concave. Her clear big eyes were full of doubts.

Seeing that Ma Qian'an's eyes fluttered over his body, Juventus felt a little proud. Today she intended to wear this. Juventus glanced at Ota, who was blushing beside him. Not only did he not answer Ma Qian'an's question, he asked instead, "Brother Zhan, is this Mr. Tian so handsome? When we first came, many of us thought he was a big girl, right?"

Ota is a handsome man, but as for the girl as Juventust said? Ma Qian'an glanced at Ota's handsome red face, but according to his aesthetic point of view, he could not tell that Ota was a woman. His face was still not soft. What kind of eyes did Juventust look like? Oh... Ma Qian'an thought of it, pulled Juventust and walked a few steps, put his mouth in her ear and whispered: "Do you like a young man like a big girl? But don't make any decisions about him, he is mine."

"You, you..." Juventus' white and moist face turned pale and red and white. He pointed at Ma Qian'an in anger. You, you, stomped your feet and ran away.

Jin Qianyu glanced at Ota, then twisted her waist and swayed left and right to chase Juventus.

"What's wrong with her?" Ma Qian'an shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands, and asked in surprise.

Ota stared blankly at the two women's figures disappearing at the corner of the corridor, not paying attention to Ma Qian'an's confusion.

The company is not specialized, and almost all the people who can show up publicly eat breakfast and Chinese food in the cafeteria. Ma Qian'an limply went to the cafeteria to have dinner, and accepted a bunch of curious or nervous greetings from a bunch of people. He then helped Ota back to the office with a limp. As soon as he arrived at the office door, Ma Qian'an felt that he was almost done, so he pushed Ota open the door and opened the door and entered the room alone, locking Ota who was talking to invite a doctor outside the door.

Ota's care is also very good, but unfortunately it is the enemy. Ma Qian'an sighed for this Erwuzi in his heart. If it weren't for the hostility of the two countries, civilians like Ota would not have embarked on this path. Perhaps this timid guy could still become a good friend, but nothing exists now.

After a while, a burst of rapid footsteps ran out of the door from far to near. The sound of the ticking high heels was particularly familiar. He heard this sound and Ma Qian'an knew that Juventus was coming again. He quickly put away the notes at his hand, squeezed out his face and looked at the office door with a bitter look, waiting for the person to appear.

Juventus's apology face quietly penetrated into the empty wooden door. Seeing Ma Qian'an staring at him with a bitter face, he couldn't help but stick out his tongue, straightened his waist and pushed open the door, and let the doctor in the infirmary with the medicine box on his back.

Ma Qian'an continued to let the doctor deal with it with a bitter face. After finally waiting for the doctor to leave, he put down his trousers and covered his furry calves.

"Why? Haven't seen it before?" Ma Qian'an raised his head and teased Juventus.

Juventus quickly moved his eyes away from Ma Qian'an's injured calf. He heard Ma Qian'an teasing and nodded with a red face, and replied seriously: "I've never seen it before, like a gorilla."

Ha! Ma Qian'an was so funny.

Nowadays, Juventus is no longer the mentality of seeing Ma Qian'an. When they first met, Juventus mocked Ma Qian'an as a big bear. Since Chen Huang told him about encirclement and annihilation of Japanese expatriates, he especially learned that the whole thing was planned by Ma Qian'an. He also heard about Ma Qian'an's heroic posture in the battle, his style was brave and meticulous. Juventus's complex of admiring heroes suddenly exploded. If he couldn't see Ma Qian'an one day, he would be in a state of dignity and be ill all day long.

But Ma Qian'an has a baby relative, and she also knows that the constraints of morality and ethics have made Juventus worried about gains and losses, and is in a very conflicted mood. Ma Qian'an, a dead man, couldn't even see his good impression of him, how could a girl's family take the initiative to confess?

Juventus was slow to leave, and he was unusual for her, a lady who usually acted calmly and gentle, and Ma Qian knew it clearly.

No, it's okay now! Ma Qian'an sighed in his heart. The focus is not women now. The arduous battle is still behind, especially after experiencing the battle at Guanjiadian. For example, the comrades at the commander level will die if they say they die, and the brigade commander level will be injured if they say they are injured. This is still a small battle against hundreds of Japanese. In the future, the battle will get bigger and bigger, and the entire regiment and division will be wiped out. When fighting with their heads, no one can guarantee that they will wait for peace.

It’s better to ignore this! Ma Qian’an made up his mind.

Ma Qian'an opened a textbook from the Engineering Department of Southwest Associated University, picked up a pen and took notes carefully in his notebook. He is now looking at the design principles of the hydraulic press.

Southwest Associated University was a joint university established in Kunming after more than ten universities such as Tsinghua University, Peking University, and Nankai University moved south. The textbooks used were in line with the textbooks of world-renowned universities at that time, which were almost the same.

Seeing that Ma Qian'an was cold and wanted to leave, Juventus was a little reluctant. After hesitating for a while, he finally came up with a good reason, "Hey?"
Chapter completed!