"That's right! Xiaofan, he became a major general at a young age, which is not something ordinary young people can achieve! My incompetent son is incomparable to you!" Wu Aijun nodded with satisfaction.
, when he mentioned his son, he glanced around and asked with some surprise:
"Oh! My cousin said he was going out for a walk and should be back soon. As for Brother Wu, I don't know!" Zhuo Yifan explained casually.
At this time, Wu Congwen just walked in from outside the auditorium. After seeing Wu Aijun, he quickly stepped forward and said:
"Well, where have you been? Xiaofan is here, why don't you entertain him?" Wu Aijun nodded and then asked dissatisfiedly.
"Shouldn't I go to see if the dishes are ready?" Wu Congwen glanced at Zhuo Yifan awkwardly and quickly explained.
"That's right, Brother Wu just said he was going to the cooking class." Zhuo Yifan interrupted with a smile.
Zhuo Yifan helped him to rescue himself, which was beyond Wu Congwen's expectation. However, he was happy to reciprocate the favor and gave Zhuo Yifan a grateful look. After all, one more friend is better than one more enemy. Although Zhuo Yifan was very fond of Zhuo Yifan.
Fan acted disapprovingly. But Wu Congwen was not outstanding. Compared with Zhuo Yifan, he was still far behind!
"So that's it." Wu Aijun nodded, and then introduced to his son:
"Congwen is very polite. He is a major at a young age, and his future in the army is limitless!" Zhuo Shaojun nodded and said with a smile. These words made Wu Congwen find a little confidence, and his waist suddenly became stronger.
Got up.
"This kid, please stop praising him. He won't be able to find Bei in a while. Compared with Xiaofan, his achievements are nothing. Your son is already a major general, several levels higher than him!"
Wu Aijun waved his hands in confusion.
"What you said, I think this kid Congwen is quite good!" Zhuo Shaojun said disapprovingly.
"Major General?" Wu Congwen looked at Zhuo Yifan with some confusion. To say that Zhuo Yifan is a major general is too nonsense, right? From the Duozi Art Troupe?
"What? You don't know yet? Xiaofan is already a major general of the General Staff! You'd better learn from me!" Seeing that his son still didn't understand the situation, Wu Aijun couldn't help scolding him in a low voice.
Wu Congwen was shocked, but he didn't dare to have any objections to his father's words. He could only lower his head in embarrassment, not knowing what he was thinking. Maybe he regretted his previous attitude towards Zhuo Yifan.
A major general, he almost kicked people out of the military area just now! What if Wu Aijun knew about this? He could only pray now that Zhuo Yifan is not the kind of person who adds insult to injury!
"Brother Zhuo, it's not my father who said you were a major general. I really don't know. This makes me feel a little ashamed of myself! I apologize for the poor reception before!" Wu Congwen said to Zhuo with a hint of bitterness.
Yifan said.
"Brother Wu, you're welcome. You treated me well." Zhuo Yifan said with a smile.
"When did your kid learn to be polite?" Wu Aijun looked at his son and asked with a little surprise.
