"Where did you come from this cigarette? Our service company does not sell cigarettes!"

Staring at Jiang Teng's eyes, Instructor Mao asked seriously.

To be honest, if you find such ten good cigarettes in the office or dormitory of a cadre, it will more or less make people suspect that he is suspected of accepting bribes.

But Jiang Teng... Forget it, a private, even if he wants to accept it, no one will give it to him...

In this way, Instructor Mao focused on the source of this batch of cigarettes. What? Your child has the smuggling channels in the camp?!

"Today I went out to buy snacks for the New Year. The chief clerk was busy counting the supplies and had no time to go. Then I asked me to go, so I bought a cigarette by the way... and then dragged the delivery person to bring in at one time."

Jiang Teng lowered his head and told the truth about what happened this afternoon in dejectedly.

The cigarettes were found and they couldn't be hidden. Now Jiang Teng can only find a way to pull them in another direction, for example, he only smoked one of them, and he really didn't smoke too much!

"Purchase?! Where are the documents, invoices?"

It would be fine if Jiang Teng didn't say this, but as soon as he said that, instructor Mao and Political Commissar Feng immediately thought of another possibility...

Misappropriation of public funds?!

“On our instructor’s desk!”

Jiang Teng pointed to the seat of Political Commissar Feng, who happened to be sitting in the instructor position at this time.

Hearing Jiang Teng's words, Political Commissar Feng quickly flipped out the documents on the table and started to check them.

"Did the Chief Officer give you this money first, or..."

"I paid in advance first and then took the documents to the instructor for reimbursement."

Political Commissar Feng, who was checking the accounts, heard Jiang Teng's words and looked at the documents in his hand, and his face relaxed a lot.

Having said that, he already knew the general situation.

There are four squadrons, more than 20,000 yuan in snacks... Jiang Teng can pay directly, and relying solely on his allowance is obviously not enough, which means that Jiang Teng has good conditions.

In addition, there is no list of cigarettes on the documents, so there will be much less suspicion of embezzlement of public funds.

"Mr. Qu, please take the documents to the warehouse and order the goods. See if there is any shortage of weight!"

He handed the document to the lieutenant beside him with a camera on his side. Political Commissar Feng turned his head and looked at Jiang Teng. At the same time, he nodded to Instructor Mao with a calm expression, indicating that there was no problem with the preliminary inspection of the document.

"Jiang Teng, right! Did you buy these cigarettes with your own money?"

"Yes, political commissar. I only drew one, nothing else..."

"Okay, it's not a cigarette problem now. Tell me about your behavior, do you know what you are like?"

Before Jiang Teng could finish his words, Political Commissar Feng interrupted directly.

As he said, cigarettes are definitely not recommended in the army, but some veteran non-commissioned officers and cadres do have a addiction to smoking, and smoking cannot be eliminated in a short period of time.

According to the provisions of the Internal Affairs Ordinance, soldiers are just not allowed to smoke indoors and public places.

For recruits, smoking is strictly banned for three months. Basically, some soldiers who are not addicted will quit. If they really can't quit... you can't exaggerate it, right?!

You only get ten cigarettes in the first year, but don’t you get twenty cigarettes in the second year?

“I…shouldn’t smoke…”

Jiang Teng was dejected...

"I said it wasn't a cigarette. What do you think strictly? Do you understand how to use your position and work to make personal gain?"

"Private interests?! What's wrong? Political Commissar! Instructor! What's wrong with Jiang Teng?!"

As soon as Political Commissar Feng finished speaking, an urgent voice came from outside the door.

As soon as I rushed back, Squadron Wang and Instructor Huang, who had just arrived, I saw this as if they were three trials. I was so bald in my heart...

"You guys can take a look!"

Political Commissar Feng pointed at the cigarette on Jiang Teng’s desk and snorted coldly.

"Your outstanding soldiers who reported to you will secretly carry cigarettes into the camp when you go out to purchase in the afternoon!"

Looking at the cigarettes on Jiang Teng's table, then looking at Jiang Teng's dejected head at the table...

"Jiang Teng! You are so brave, are you?!"

With a loud curse, Wang Squadron stepped forward. Suddenly he raised his leg and kicked Jiang Teng...

"Wang Dabiao!!"

This sudden change, let alone Jiang Teng who was kicked to the ground, was stunned. Even Instructor Mao and Political Commissar Feng were stunned.

What kind of unhealthy trends are there in your squadron?!

In front of us two political workers... Oh no, there is also Instructor Huang, three political cadres fighting soldiers?!

"Calm down, calm down! Biaozi...Wang Dabiao..."

When the instructor Mao came to his senses, he saw Wang Squadron walking quickly towards Jiang Teng. He suddenly felt excited and rushed forward to hug Wang Squadron, and at the same time he tried to persuade...

"Report! Political Commissar Feng, the warehouse has been counted, and all the items on the documents are there, and the quantity is completely consistent!"

Just when the office was in chaos, the sudden report from outside the door attracted everyone's attention.

"Everything is the same... OK, stop me!"

In fact, there was no need to stop the Political Commissar Feng. When the voice of Director Qu from outside the door came, the Wang Squadron, who was originally "excited", had already stopped his movements.

"Jiang Teng, is there anything wrong?"

Political Commissar Feng asked with concern when he pulled Jiang Teng up to the ground.

"No, the squadron leader didn't use any effort..."

This sentence is not because Jiang Teng is determined to excuse Wang Squadron. Two minutes ago, Wang Squadron suddenly blinked at himself when he lifted his legs, and then kicked him with a seemingly large range of movement...

I didn't feel much pain, so why I fell to the ground...

It's purely a performance, so let's think about the purpose of the King Squadron.

"Okay, since the materials and documents are the same, Xiao Huang will report them as much as he should. As for these cigarettes, your squadron will keep them yourself and give them to the soldiers when they are discharged from the army."

Political Commissar Feng looked around the circle of people in the office and spoke.

"Jiang Teng!"

"arrive!"

"You write a 3,000-word inspection yourself and give it to Instructor Mao. Reflect on the mistake of carrying private goods yourself!"

After saying this, Political Commissar Feng left angrily. Instructor Mao glared at Squadron Wang and Instructor Huang, and then hurriedly followed the political commissar.

"Okay, Lao Wang. Your plan is bankrupt..."

The big guys left, and the tense atmosphere in the squadron office suddenly blew. Instructor Huang sighed while walking to his desk and looking through the documents.

Plan? What plan?!

Looking at the sighing squadron of Wang and the instructor, Jiang Teng was stunned...

There seems to be articles here?!

Think about the Officer Qu with a camera, think about the outstanding soldier that Political Commissar Feng mentioned before, think about the political commissar and instructor who suddenly appeared in the squadron...

"Forget it, I'll think of another way."

Picking up the thermos and pouring a glass of water, Wang Squadron sighed. Suddenly, his eyes saw Jiang Teng who was quietly planning to sit down...
Chapter completed!