After Long Fei had dinner, he paid a visit to his sister-in-law's pier. This trip to the seaside was not in vain.
Before leaving, Long Fei warned General Zhang in vain.
"It has something to do with our Beimang. Even if we use connections to go through the back door and give courage to the discipline team, they won't dare to do anything wrong."
Long Fei concluded: "I guess there must be someone behind the scenes who wants to stir up trouble in Han Dynasty, or in other words, the Han family."
Zhang Ruoyu said calmly: "You are the only one who is smart, everyone else is a fool."
Long Fei chuckled and didn't dare to say a word.
If I can't even think of this, I'm not worthy of commanding the 300,000 Bei Mang Army.
Han Dong took a ride back to Han's house with Marshal Long Fei. The atmosphere was a bit tense along the way. His brother-in-law was not around and Long Fei didn't seem so talkative anymore.
The coercion of Marshal Beimang made Han Dong feel extremely suffocated...
"Little move."
Long Fei restrained the terrifying high pressure that he had released invisibly, and said in a gentle tone: "What are your plans after entering Beimang? Have you set a goal for yourself?"
Long Fei had been fighting for many years and had made great achievements. Only in front of Zhang Xiangbei did he restrain himself. In peacetime, he was an unsheathed sword full of violence.
"There is no special goal..." Han Dong was very reserved and modest. "As long as I can stay in Beimang, I can do whatever I want."
"How can that be done? You were appointed by General Zhang, and I will personally take you in the future." Long Fei frowned and said. "Beimang is not a place for you to hang out."
Han Dong nodded, hesitating whether to tell his grand goal.
Xiao Zhang Xiangbei?
It feels too crazy and may give the young commander a bad first impression of him...
Long Fei glanced at Han Dong lightly, narrowed his eyes and said, "Xiao Dong, as long as you can achieve half of your brother-in-law's achievements, it will be worthwhile for General Zhang to appoint you to Beimang."
Achieve half the achievements of my brother-in-law?
Han Dong hesitated for a moment and felt a little aggrieved: "Is it enough to be the deputy squad leader?"
Han Dong graduated from Binhai Academy and became an officer at the deputy company level...
It seems that General Long’s expectations for himself are really not high...
After hearing Han Dong's answer, Long Fei's mouth twitched and he wanted to laugh.
After glancing at Han Dong who looked a little aggrieved, Long Fei did not dampen his enthusiasm and raised his eyebrows and said: "Beimang is different from other brother armies. We don't look at military rank, only at strength."
"In Beimang, everyone who cooks or kills pigs is canonized as the God of War. Your brother-in-law is the bravest among the cooks in Beimang. Otherwise, I would call him brother?" Long Fei began to lie.
"Even General Zhang was respectful to your brother-in-law during his lifetime and did not dare to be presumptuous."
When Han Dong heard this, he was fascinated.
My brother-in-law is really awesome, he is indeed a strong man who can take care of my sister.
"I have a goal." Han Dong said with a serious expression.
"Oh? Tell me." Long Fei raised his eyebrows, wanting to know if this kid had any ambitions.
"I hope that my future achievements in Beimang will make my brother-in-law proud!" Han Dong said decisively.
Long Fei wanted to frown, but quickly controlled his micro-expression.
Make Zhang Xiangbei proud?
Then what achievements do you have to achieve in Beimang...
Otherwise, you should keep your original intention and aim to stay in Beimang. At least you can achieve it.
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"Brother Zhang, how was my performance today? Is it okay? I didn't embarrass you, did I?"
Xuebao was sitting on the sofa drinking tea, and proudly asked Brother Zhang who was twisting the sheets to show Xuebao his muscles.
"Okay?" Zhang Ruoyu glanced at Xuebao coldly. "What do you mean by picking up food for him? Doesn't he have hands?"
"Aren't you being polite..." Xue Bao explained. "Besides, Brother Zhang, you bought such a big dining table, and A Fei is not tall. I saw him picking up food several times, and his butt lifted off the chair..."
"Oh, so you deliberately served him food to humiliate him for being short?" Brother Zhang reacted quickly and said in a deep voice. "Who among us from Beimang is not a strong-willed person? Can he bear this humiliation?"
"Didn't you see the look in Long Fei's eyes before he left that he wanted to kill you? If he hadn't given me face, he would have given an order to summon 300,000 Beimang troops to kill you!"
"Ah? Ah Fei is so sensitive inside?" Xuebao said flatly.
"What do you think?" Zhang Ruoyu said displeased. "Height is always a concern for him, but as a result, even you are taller than him. Can he feel comfortable? Can he not be depressed?"
"Then when I see him next time, I will hunch my back to make him more confident..." Xuebao said seriously.
"That's not bad!" Zhang Ruoyu wrung out the sheets and curled his lips. "Although Brother Fei is not tall, he has a high spirit! He also said that when looking for a wife in the future, he will look for someone taller than 1.8 meters tall! He will improve his genes!"
"That's so scary..." Xuebao pointed out the height difference with his hands.
"What do you know? The less a man has, the more he wants something!" Zhang Ruoyu pouted.
Xuebao's beautiful eyes turned, her red lips curled up and she said, "Brother Zhang, the dishes you cooked just now felt a bit lacking in flavor when I ate them."
"Huh?" Brother Zhang frowned.
What do you mean, changing the subject and criticizing my cooking skills?
"Brother Zhang, have you been eavesdropping on my chat with A Fei while you were cooking? Then as you listened, the jar of vinegar in your heart was overturned. It was so sour that you forgot to put vinegar in the dishes?"
Zhang Ruoyu glared at Xuebao with a fierce expression.
"Brother Zhang, do you think this is the opposite of Ah Fei? He doesn't have anything and only wants what he wants. Are you just jealous, so you won't be jealous?"
Xuebao said with a smile: "Brother Zhang, you are so stingy, but I like it."
