Chapter 326: Ma Qijun’s personality easily offends people
"I came here to get to know the daily life of the Marines. Why did they all run away?"
Commander Feng was unhappy. He put his hands behind his back and glanced sideways at Ma Qijun, thinking that he was being too harsh.
"We have a show to rehearse tomorrow." Ma Qijun was very calm.
The cafeteria was empty, but there were several tables welded together with triangular irons.
Strangers came one after another.
Ye Xiaomei only cared about watching the people from the kitchen team bring in the dishes until Feng Jin arrived. She sat down next to Master Feng and changed her previous heroic demeanor to act coquettishly:
"Dad, I should have come with your car. I took a truck with several sisters from the art troupe, and I was exhausted."
Teacher Feng patted his daughter on the shoulder and said, "Your art troupe has its own organizational discipline. What? You want to use a backdoor?"
"Dad, look at what you said..." Feng Jin hooked her father's arm and acted coquettishly.
Ye Xiaomei stared with her eyes wide open. She had grown up without ever hooking her father's arm to act coquettishly. What kind of feeling was that?
"Little Pony, long time no see."
A man in his early thirties came in. He had a dark complexion and a strong physique. At first glance, he looked like Daxiong, Ye Xiaomei thought.
Ma Qijun just nodded: "Yeah."
Ye Xiaomei glanced sideways and found that her man was as cold as an ice sculpture. She at least smiled, which was considered as welcoming the guest.
She turned back subconsciously and met Feng Jian's eyes, and her gaze quickly left Ma Qijun's face.
A woman's intuition is absolutely accurate. It seems that Feng Zhen is really thinking about her husband.
Ye Xiaomei subconsciously moved closer to the man and also declared her sovereignty.
"Qijun, I haven't introduced your family yet." Commander Feng's old face turned red with laughter.
"That's right, I don't even know my sister-in-law's name." Feng Jin's eyes fell on the space between them. His arm was pressed against her chest, and he didn't even know how to retract it.
"Ye Xiaomei." Ma Qijun uttered three words coldly from the corner of his lips.
"Oh, I didn't expect that Captain Ma is really married." Zhao Jinlong then noticed Ye Xiaomei and looked her up and down. She is so young?
"How old is my sister-in-law?"
"I don't think he's very old." Commander Feng laughed.
Ye Xiaomei blushed: "Nineteen years old." Her voice was soft and sweet, with an indescribable milky fragrance.
This caused Master Feng to uncontrollably coax her like a child: "You're still growing, come on, pick up your chopsticks, eat more and try to get plump."
Ma Qijun didn't even wait for Commander Feng to speak as he had already started eating. The bowl in front of him was filled with all of his wife's favorite dishes, especially the braised pork that she didn't get to eat. He picked out the ones with a good balance of fat and lean meat and gave her the most.
Feng Jin frowned slightly. She was really surprised. When had Ma Qijun become so attentive? He even pinched off a hair that was barely visible to the naked eye before putting it in Ye Xiaomei's bowl. He was just like a male nanny.
Master Feng and the others looked at each other, not knowing whether to laugh or not:
"You are really a man who keeps his talents hidden. We are still wondering whether a man like you can love his wife. It seems that we are worrying too much, isn't it Zhao Jinlong?"
Zhao Jinlong forgot to chew the food he put into his mouth and stared at the iron-faced Ma Qijun:
"That's right. It doesn't seem like you have the spirit of a gentleman. If you lead troops like that, you'd be a sissy."
Ma Qijun sensed the sour taste in the food and slowly raised his head to look at Zhao Jinlong. His eyes were as cold as an eagle's. He stretched out his long arms and directly brought the whole plate of braised fish in front of him over. He said softly to his wife:
"Eat more."
Zhao Jinlong's face fell instantly. Ye Xiaomei saw this and thought, wouldn't Ma Qijun offend people by doing this?
Is he such a bad-tempered person in the military district? No wonder Zhao Heihu and his men ran faster than dogs when he showed up.
Thinking about it, she was afraid that the man might have a bad influence on her, so she stood up and tried to pass the fish plate over, but unexpectedly, Master Feng spoke:
"Xiao Ye, eat. You are a guest when you come. However, it's okay for you two to quarrel and be awkward with each other on weekdays, but why do you want to fight just to have a meal with an old man like me?"
Ye Xiaomei secretly stuck out her tongue. Oh my god, has Ma Qijun ever fought with anyone?
She secretly glanced at the people at the table, but she couldn't tell what military rank the badges on their shoulders represented. Anyway, they all seemed a little reserved.
Finally, Feng Jin spoke up: "Captain Ma is like this on a daily basis. You have worked together for many years, so you should be used to it. Let's eat."
At this moment, everyone started to pick up their chopsticks.
For some reason, Commander Feng gave the order that everyone should rest this afternoon, and therefore allowed everyone to have a drink.
"Guardian, go get all those bottles of good wine in my car."
Commander Feng's guards trotted out of the cafeteria, and soon there were five bottles of white wine on the table. Ye Xiaomei subconsciously whispered:
"You...you drink too?"
Ma Qijun said nothing. He just picked out the fish bones carefully and put them in his wife's bowl as if nothing had happened.
Ye Xiaomei's heart sank. She really didn't want a man to serve her like this, lest people call her a sissy. So Ye Xiaomei subconsciously looked at the man named Zhao Jinlong.
As expected, he stood up with a look of disgust, grabbed the bottles and opened them all. With a snap, he placed a whole bottle of liquor in front of Ma Qijun, and also placed a bottle when he sat down:
"Captain Ma, Commander Feng has spoken today. Tell me whether you are going to do it or not."
Ye Xiaomei secretly tugged at the man's collar and said nervously, "Sixty-two degrees." This is considered a strong liquor.
The first time I saw Ma Qijun drink was at their wedding banquet, but the alcohol they used was only 42 degrees, which... was so scary.
Zhao Jinlong's eyes were full of fire, and he said with a sly smile, "Sister-in-law, you are wrong. It's no problem for the masters to drink two or three kilograms of liquor casually, right, Captain Ma?"
Master Feng sighed. It was obvious that Zhao Jinlong was still thinking about the promotion of Ma Qijun.
But Ma Qijun was indeed a hero at a young age. Originally, Zhao Jinlong had the greatest chance of being promoted to the position of regiment leader, but Ma Qijun had made great military achievements, and even his superiors recommended promoting him.
At that time, Zhao Jinlong was his superior, and he directly promoted Ma Qijun to the position. Considering that his former boss would lose face, Commander Feng simply requested to transfer him to another district to be a district chief. However, Zhao Jinlong was very stubborn and refused to accept the transfer.
Finally, a few peacemakers were invited to discuss the matter. It happened that the Chief of the Navy was Feng Baichuan's comrade-in-arms, so Zhao Jinlong reluctantly agreed to be transferred to the 925th District Navy Department.
Who knew that coincidentally, last year, these two "ill-fated couple" received an order to cooperate, requiring Zhao Jinlong to fully cooperate with Ma Qi's military deployment. This made the conflict even greater.
Feng Baichuan waved his hands helplessly:
"I don't care about you. I'm old and I like to drink slowly. Come on, thank you, platoon leader, let's drink our own."
As he spoke, he picked up the wine cup and took a sip, picked up a piece of peanuts with chopsticks to calm his breath, and then asked about the work situation of several leaders in a painless and itchy manner.
Here, Zhao Jinlong and Ma Qijun were at loggerheads with swords drawn. The two of them stood up with a gasp, which made Ye Xiaomei gulp.
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