"Hehe." Chen Yu smiled calmly and slowly pulled a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket.
He casually unfolded it, held it up to Qian Huayue's eyes, and said indifferently, "Secretary Qian, take a good look, what is this?"
Appointment letter
"Chen Yu, Commander of the Zhongyang City Cold Relief Militia Regiment!"
Qian Huayue stammered, "The crumpled paper in front of me is an appointment letter. The subject of the letter is Chen Yu, who has been appointed as the commander of the Zhongyang City Anti-Cold Relief Militia Corps. The letter is signed by the Zhongyang Garrison Command and bears the personal signature of Commander Feng Zhengyang."
"How is this possible?" Qian Huayue stared at the letter of appointment in front of her with an incredulous look.
"Heh, as if everyone's part of the organization." Chen Yu sneered. "Of course, there's a difference. I'm the official leader of the organization, while you're just an outsider, a fox borrowing the tiger's power."
"Impossible, Chen Yu! This appointment letter is fake! Forging an appointment letter for an organization is a serious crime!" Qian Huayue said hysterically.
"Officer Feng, come here, take a look and see if this is your father Commander Feng's autograph." Chen Yu said to Feng Xinran.
Upon hearing this, Feng Xinran rolled her eyes in annoyance, but still picked up the letter of authorization and began to examine it seriously.
“Yes, it’s my father’s handwriting.” Feng Xinran gave an affirmative answer on the spot.
"Hehe, did you hear that?" Chen Yu said to Qian Huayue with a mocking expression. "Oh right, I forgot to introduce you. This is Officer Feng, the only daughter of Feng Zhengyang, the commander of the Zhongyang City Garrison."
"Bullshit! You two are in cahoots! The organization won't let you get away with this!" Qian Huayue shouted frantically.
Seeing this, Chen Yu shook his head and coldly said to the pot-bellied middle-aged man kneeling beside Qian Huayue and the other lackeys, "Take your Secretary Qian and get the hell out of here! If I see you in Anping again, hehe~"
As Chen Yu spoke, he stroked the assault rifle in his hand.
"I...we'll leave right away!" Seeing this, the men scrambled to their feet and practically dragged Qian Huayue out. Qian Huayue's legs felt like lead, but she dared not resist and could only submit to their will. Her eyes were filled with despair; she knew she had completely lost all support and all her escape routes.
"Chen Yu, you'll regret this! I'll definitely come back!" Qian Huayue screamed with all her might as she was dragged to the street corner. But her voice was quickly swallowed by the cold wind, sounding so weak and powerless.
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