Mo Jinsong, 30 years old, is already the regiment political commissar of the Jiangcheng Military Region. He is young and promising with a bright future. He is also handsome and gentle. Even though he is married and has children, he is still very popular among unmarried girls in the military region.
He looks more like his father than his younger brother Mo Congrong, about 70% alike, especially his eyes, which are almost exactly the same, yet completely different.
Mo Qiufeng's eyes were gentle and calm, and did not seem threatening at all. Only when he was angry would his peaceful eyes become sharp, making people shudder.
Mo Jinsong's eyes were full of ambition, which was inconsistent with his gentle temperament. His eyes were too sharp. Fortunately, he looked as gentle as jade, which concealed most of the sharpness.
Furthermore, Mo Jinsong often has a smile on his face and speaks humorously, giving people an approachable feeling, so he is very popular in the army and his work is done very well. He became the regiment political commissar at a young age.
Mo Jinsong has a grand plan. He wants to be promoted to division political commissar before he turns 35.
He has been working towards this goal over the years. He has been serving as the regiment political commissar for three years and has achieved very gratifying results. If nothing unexpected happens, he will be successfully promoted to deputy political commissar of the division this time.
If the deputy political commissar of the division works for another three to five years, he will be promoted to political commissar of the division.
Mo Jinsong had planned his career in an orderly manner, but an hour ago, his direct supervisor Shi Dahong called him to his office, criticized him harshly, and said directly that he had no chance of promotion this time and asked him to continue to improve himself.
He was very sure and certain that Shi Dahong was seeking revenge for his personal gain.
There is absolutely no fault in his work. If he is not qualified for promotion, then no one in the entire military region is qualified.
But he couldn't figure out when he had offended Shi Dahong?
Mo Jinsong was not angry. Being angry would only waste time and would not solve the problem. This was what his father taught him and his brothers since they were young.
"Getting angry is something only weak people do. Strong people only need to solve problems!"
He always remembered what his father said and did the same thing.
So, he went back to the office and thought for a quarter of an hour, then decided to call his younger brother Mo Congrong to find out about the situation in Tanzhou.
It was impossible for him to offend Shi Dahong, so there was only one possibility, that was his father.
"Hello, I'm Mo Congrong."
Mo Congrong's voice on the phone was hoarse, unlike his usual high spirits, and sounded a little decadent.
"Why are you so listless? Are you sick?"
Mo Jinsong asked with concern.
"I'm not sick, I just didn't sleep well last night. Brother, I was just about to call you. Dad might send me to a difficult grassroots position."
Mo Congrong has been living in fear these days, always feeling that his father will not let him go so easily. Maybe one day he will receive a transfer notice and be sent to the grassroots level where no one does anything.
"What did you do wrong?"
As soon as Mo Jinsong heard it, he knew that his brother had made a serious mistake, otherwise his father would not have been so cruel.
"It's all Lu Ye and his cousin's fault, brother, you don't know how vicious they are..."
Mo Congrong was filled with rage and started to complain on the phone, telling him all about the bad things that had happened to him, including being dumped by the old woman and being scolded by his father.
"Lu Ye is too petty. After so many years, he actually complained and caused my dad to scold me. Brother, can you help me ask for mercy from dad, okay?"
Mo begged in a calm tone.
Mo Jinsong on the other end of the phone held the microphone in one hand and used the other hand to write down key words on paper to sort out the things that Mo Congrong had said.
"Did something happen to the Lu family?"
Mo Jinsong was very interested in Ruan Qiqi, who appeared many times in his brother's words.
After Lu Ye married this woman, it was as if he had grown a brain, becoming even more powerful and accomplishing many great things. Obviously, Ruan Qiqi was the key.
And Ruan Qiqi cares a lot about Lu Ye.
Lu Ye had only lived in his house for half a year, yet Ruan Qiqi hadn't let his stupid brother go, not to mention Lin Manyun and Lu Chuncao who had been abusing and bullying Lu Ye for a long time. Something must have happened in the Lu family.
"Brother, you are amazing. Lu Chuncao's family has been arrested. I asked around and Uncle Lu has said they will be severely punished. This family will most likely be shot."
Mo Congrong admired his elder brother's foresight very much. It was as if he had clairvoyance and knew everything about Tanzhou.
Mo Jinsong frowned. From what he heard, it was all about the feud between the Shi family and the Lu family. It had nothing to do with him. Why did Shi Dahong target him?
"Brother, can you help me to ask for mercy?"
Mo Congrong brought up the matter again.
"If I were you, I would take the initiative to apply for training at the grassroots level. You can choose a place with good conditions."
Mo Jinsong did not agree to plead for mercy. He knew very well that once his father got angry, no one's pleading would be of any use.
"I don't want to go to the grassroots. I'm doing well in the factory. Why should I go to the grassroots and suffer? Besides, it was all when I was a child. What's the point of settling the score now?"
Mo Congrong felt more and more aggrieved the more he spoke. More than ten years had passed, and he was still settling scores after the event. This bastard Lu Ye was too sinister!
"It is never too late for a gentleman to take revenge. We did bully Lu Ye when we were young. Now that he is strong, it is only natural for him to come for revenge."
Mo Jinsong's tone was very calm. His younger brother was too stupid and he still hadn't realized the truth.
If Lu Ye achieves nothing, no one will listen even if he complains every day.
But Lu Ye is powerful now, and his words carry weight, so complaining will naturally be useful.
From ancient times to the present, only the strong will be listened to.
“So I really have to go to the grassroots level?”
Mo Congrong was a little scared. Lu Ye was crazy and killed people without blinking an eye. Was he really going to kill him?
"Chenzhou Hydropower Station is short of people. You can write a petition and go to work there. After a few years, you can be transferred back to Tanzhou."
Mo Jinsong quickly thought of a solution. The Chenzhou Hydropower Station started construction last year and would take at least six to seven years to build. Going there calmly could not only avoid Lu Ye's revenge, but also gain experience. After a few years, he would be transferred back to Tanzhou and would definitely be promoted, killing two birds with one stone.
"There are huge mountains and lots of snakes there, and it's extremely hard."
Mo Congrong didn't want to go. He was most afraid of snakes. Hydropower stations were all in the mountains, so there must be a lot of snakes. What if one got into his bed at night...
Just thinking about it made him shudder and he began to back down.
"Then you stay in Tanzhou and wait for death!"
Mo Jinsong was so disappointed with his younger brother that if he were in Tanzhou, he would definitely slap his stupid brother a few times to wake him up.
If you can't even endure a little hardship, how can you achieve anything?
"I'll go, brother, don't be angry. If I can't go, what will you do? Lu Ye is really crazy, he will definitely come to you!"
Mo Congrong agreed obediently and started to worry about his elder brother.
"I have a way, just take care of yourself."
Mo Jinsong's calm tone made Mo Congrong feel relieved. His elder brother has been smart and outstanding since he was young, and he will definitely be able to deal with that crazy Lu Ye.
After hanging up the phone, Mo Congrong went to submit the petition.
Mo Jinsong looked at the key words on the paper with a frown on his face. He still couldn't figure out why Shi Dahong was targeting him.
At this time, Shi Dahong was scolding his cousin Shi Jinghong.
"Has your brain been in your ass for too long, and is it fuzzy? Pigs are smarter than you. You have to keep an account book to send me some gifts. Are you trying to mess with me? Are you satisfied now? If I get into trouble, you won't get any good either!"
Shi Dahong's hand almost poked Shi Jinghong's eyes, and spit all over his face. Shi Jinghong didn't even dare to wipe it off, and protested with a sad face: "Third brother, how could I possibly bully you? I can only be well if you are well. No matter how stupid I am, I know this. When the account book is recovered, you can beat me to death. Now I have to find a way to get the account book back from Lu Desheng!"
"If Lu Desheng had this kind of brain, he wouldn't have raised a fool like Lu Chuncao. The account book must be in Mo Qiufeng's hands!"
Shi Dahong narrowed his eyes, his look sinister.