He turned his head and glanced at Zhu Haiming. At this moment, the woman was lying on the bed sighing and muttering something.
She listened intently, but it was all Shanghai dialect, which Lu Fangfang couldn't understand.
However, judging from the tone, it certainly wasn't a nice thing to say.
Thinking about Zhu Haiming's experiences these past few days, she was first deceived by her fiancé, then rejected by Zhuang Mingcheng, and today's introduction of Xu Jinbu must not have gone smoothly either. She's really had a tough time.
I don't know when she'll go back.
Shanghai is much more prosperous than this place.
Shaking her head, Lu Fangfang was too lazy to think about it anymore.
On her way to the bathhouse, she saw Zhuang Mingcheng talking to Xiao Aiguo.
Lu Fangfang didn't disturb the two of them and went to take a shower by herself.
...
"Political Commissar, your daughter isn't in school yet, is she?"
Xiao Aiguo was taken aback, then nodded. "Da Ya is still young, not old enough to go to school yet. What's wrong?"
Zhuang Mingcheng remembered the incident of being disturbed by the little girl at noon.
He took out a book and handed it to Xiao Aiguo, saying, "Political Commissar, children need to be nurtured from a young age to become successful. This book, 'Three Hundred Tang Poems,' is for you."
Xiao Aiguo was astonished; that brat Zhuang Mingcheng actually knew how to give gifts.
However, the gift truly touched his heart, and after wiping his hands, he accepted it with great care.
"Speak, what do you need from me?"
"Political Commissar, you've misunderstood. I haven't asked anything of you, but..."
Zhuang Mingcheng paused for a moment, then said with a smile, "Then I'll ask the political commissar to raise your daughter well and not let my book go to waste."
"You brat..."
Xiao Aiguo didn't believe this, but he didn't say anything.
He won't lose out by getting a book for free; he'll have something to teach his children in the future.
After carefully putting away "Three Hundred Tang Poems," Xiao Aiguo led Zhuang Mingcheng into the office.
At this moment, Gao Dajiang was sitting behind his desk in the office.
When he saw Zhuang Mingcheng arrive, he hesitated, unsure of how to begin.
"Commander, did you call me for something?"
"Alright, I'll just get straight to the point. There's a mission that the division has assigned to your battalion."
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