Zhao Youming has dedicated half his life to the Tigers. In his heart, fighter jets are important, but the most important component, Gu Chen and his team members, have fulfilled their mission with flying colors. The Yugoslav Tigers have fulfilled their country's expectations with flying colors.
As for the rest, privately, he regarded the lives of his team members as the most important thing.
In China, it was already past one o'clock at noon. Zhao Youming, who had been in the military office for several days and slept in the office, was not sleepy at all, even though the bags under his eyes were deep and the eyes were filled with tears.
His eyes are still sharp.
The treasures in the truck were already being loaded back home, but there was still no news from the members of the Tigers, which made him inevitably feel anxious.
The phone in the office rang. Zhao Youming, who was lying in the big office chair with his eyes closed, opened his eyes, paused for a moment and then answered the phone, "Hello, I'm Zhao Youming."
"Xiao Zhao, come to my office." Mr. Duan's vigorous and powerful voice came, smooth and steady, and he seemed to have a sense of majesty in it, "There is no need to bring guards here."
Now I have something to say to Zhao Youming.
After hanging up the phone, Zhao Youming arrived at Mr. Duan's office in a short time. When the security guard saw him coming, he saluted with a military salute and stepped back. He closed the office door and stood guard outside.
"Sit down." The old man's voice sounded strong and strong, but Zhao Youming could tell at a glance that he was not in good spirits. Under the military hat, the majestic face of the three armies of the army was slightly sickly. This discovery made Zhao Youming heartbroken.
His mouth tightened suddenly.
He didn't sit down, but quickly poured a glass of warm water and asked in a caring voice, "Chief, did you commit your old habit again last night?"
"You said it's an old habit. Don't be surprised if it happens anytime." Mr. Duan is open-minded by nature. Even though he is in a high position, he has never been greedy for power or loves power. He has always had his own way to maintain his health.
It's just that the bones in his body were severely hollowed out when he was young, but now he's getting worse as he gets older. Experts at the hospital advise the old man to meditate, nourish his heart, and protect his heart every day, but how can he achieve these three things?
Things in the military are enough for the old leader to worry about. Things at home and abroad are never something that can be put down.
What Zhao Youming was most afraid of was the old man's casual tone. His face could not help but condense, and he said solemnly: "Chief, your health is a big deal! If you have old problems, you have to take care of them! I will ask the military doctor to come over now and take a look at you.
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"Okay, okay, you are really more wordy than a girl." The old leader waved his hand directly and pointed to the chair in front of the desk, "I called you here to talk about business, not to talk about my body."
Ignoring what Zhao Youming said, he even dialed the phone line while holding the end of the line in his hand, completely denying Zhao Youming a chance to call the military doctor.
This made Zhao Youming dumbfounded. He sat down and said helplessly: "Chief, what are you doing with the phone line? What do you want to tell me?"
"There hasn't been any news from Yugoslavia. As people get older, they tend to panic easily." In front of him, the old leader didn't have many scruples in his words, "Tell me about this kid Gu Chen."
Gu Chen? Zhao Youming's back suddenly straightened up.
He pondered for a while and then asked carefully: "What do you want me to say about her? Is it about whether she is suitable to be Zhaoan's girlfriend or wife? Or about her personality?"
