He has weak arms and legs. He can only catch his breath after standing in a military posture for half an hour. How can he cope with the pain of breaking his legs when he has to go on missions every day in the bureau?
He was complaining inwardly, almost wondering if Ning Chengen was deliberately taking it out on him?
Ning Chengen didn't even look at him, and continued in a deep voice: "In the future, we will try our best to work remotely on the computer for the company's affairs, and make frequent trips to the National Bureau of Investigation to establish a foothold there as soon as possible."
Ning Chengqing's face was full of bitterness, and he asked weakly: "Brother, can I refuse?"
"Can."
Ning Chengqing was overjoyed and was about to refuse categorically when he heard Ning Chengen continue:
"But if you refuse, I will think that you are deliberately lazy and unwilling to make progress. I made the canes for Jingxuan last night but couldn't use them. Why don't you go to the ancestral hall to receive fifty canes and let the family practice?
Hunxing, how many drops of blood should you contribute?"
Ning Chengqing's face turned completely pale, and he tugged at the corner of his mouth with difficulty, "Forget it, I'm not in good health and rattan can kill me, so I chose to go to the National Bureau of Investigation."
Ning Chengen picked up the food casually and said in a kind tone, "Don't force it, you can think about it again, I'm not forcing you."
"Don't think about it, brother, I'm very sure. I really hope to improve myself in the National Bureau of Investigation. I will fulfill my mission, perform well, and strive to establish myself as soon as possible!"
His eyes were firm and he spoke every word very seriously.
Ning Chengen was satisfied, a smile appeared on his lips, his eyes softened, "Okay, let's eat first."
Ning Chengqing's hands holding the chopsticks were shaking uncontrollably. Looking at the table full of delicious food, he lost his appetite when he thought of the bitter days he was about to face.
But in front of Ning Chengen, he could only continue to pick up vegetables and take a few bites.
His hands were shaking so much, and he still couldn't calm down from the fear in his heart. He held it for a long time, but he couldn't hold the meatballs on the plate.
Noticing Ning Chengen's sidelong glance, he was timid and said, "Brother, I'm sorry..."
Ning Chengen didn't say anything. He reached out and picked up a meatball for him and put it firmly into his bowl.
"Thank you, brother."
Ning Chengen casually said 'hmm' and continued eating.
After that, there was no more conversation at the dinner table.
The three people have different thoughts.
After eating the meal, Jing Jingxuan and Ning Chengqing felt extremely depressed and almost breathless.
On the other hand, Ning Chengen's mood improved a lot.
He leisurely returned to the study to handle official business.
As soon as he sat on the chair, the housekeeper knocked on the door, "Master, the seventh captain of the National Bureau of Investigation has personally come to send a message, saying that Mr. Yu wants to see you. Please put on your military uniform within half an hour and arrive at the National Bureau of Investigation on time.
Bureau, if you arrive overtime, you will be given a warning."
Half an hour?
So urgent?
What does Ji Yuting want to do?
He stood up from his office chair, immediately went back to his room to change clothes, and quickly went downstairs to the garage and drove to the National Bureau of Investigation.
Along the way, he stared at his watch and counted down.
In the last few seconds, he arrived at Ji Yuting's office on time.
Ji Yuting was leaning leisurely on the office chair, wearing a solemn and solemn military uniform, with a sharp aura and a big air.
On his long, porcelain-white fingers, he was playing with a cigarette, sniffing it discreetly from time to time with the tip of his nose, but not daring to smoke.
He was afraid that Shengsheng would smell it out when he went back, and if he said he didn't care about the baby, he would have to be educated again.
Ning Chengen stood by the door, staring at Ji Yuting from a distance, and walked steadily to the open space not far from his desk, with his hands behind his back and his back straight.
Standard standing posture with hands behind your back, standing in an orderly manner.
"Master Yu, you have stopped my duties in the bureau. Do you have any special orders?"