Fortunately, everyone who reaches this position has developed a calm personality and managed to keep quiet.
They continued the meeting as if nothing had happened.
"This Federation Assembly is extremely important. They may very well join forces with us to create a new world for the orcs, so we must ensure everything goes perfectly..."
Ding-dong!
"We must ensure absolute safety..."
Ding-dong!
"We must ensure absolute safety..."
Ding-dong!
"Whose phone is ringing?" the leader roared. "How many times have I told you to turn off your personal computers during meetings?"
Ding-dong!
The text message ringtone went off again.
Everyone looked at him in unison. The man was stunned for a moment. Could it be his own ringtone?
He quickly checked and breathed a sigh of relief when he found it wasn't his.
"Who exactly is it?"
Everyone was still watching him.
The man turned around and saw Fang Hua behind him, engrossed in playing with his personal terminal. Fang Hua was completely oblivious to him, still playing with great enthusiasm, a slight smile occasionally appearing on his lips.
...
o（⊙△⊙）o
Still completely bewildered!
Very well, young man. You've already violated numerous taboos imposed by your superiors; you're not far from being executed.
The man waved his hand, summoned the instructor, and took Fang Hua away for a lecture.
Fang Hua was still confused even after talking until his mouth was dry. Who was the instructor cursing?
The instructor was so angry with him that he waved him away.
Actually, Fang Rong texted him to tell him he could move, sent him the address, and said she had prepared something delicious for him.
Fang Hua couldn't help but smile happily, and that was it.
He's been too busy with training lately to go back home. He's been eating and sleeping in the military area. The house he used to live in hasn't been taken back yet; it's still his. He can still sleep there occasionally.
The Federal Assembly is in two days, and the higher-ups are on high alert, paying special attention to them and inspecting them three to five times a day.
During the patrol...
They quickly tidied up and cleaned, working diligently and enthusiastically, seemingly very motivated.
When not patrolling...
Running was exhausting, appetite was poor, and he seemed ready to collapse at any moment, looking utterly miserable as if he had lost money.
"Hurry, they're on patrol again."
Everyone quickly lined up and started walking, busy and happy.
The military region was so busy that Fang Rong didn't have much of a break either, as he had to do missions and move house.
Having lived there for quite some time, there were quite a few bottles and jars. You wouldn't know unless you looked through them, and what you found was quite a shock.
One spatial necklace wasn't enough to hold them all; it took two trips to bring them all back.
The old man arranged a nice house for him on the second floor. There were three floors in total, and the second floor was the most comfortable, but the old man lived on the first floor.
He loves flowers and plants, which he can see when he opens the window. He can also water the flowers occasionally, which is very enjoyable.
It is especially suitable for retirement.
This three-story building has many rooms, each with a bed, probably for guests or his son?
Although I only overheard a few words yesterday, I learned quite a bit. The old man is probably similar to the instructor; he has a large family of children and grandchildren, but they are all so busy that they have no time to come and see him.
A retired elderly man, who prefers peace and quiet, decided to settle here. It happens to be near the military region, so his children and grandchildren can come and visit whenever they have time.
Actually, it's not exactly a coincidence. This area is home to four major military regions and two military academies. The people living in this area are mostly from warlord families or have connections with the military regions. It seems reasonable to run into colleagues here.
After all, this is military-allocated housing, and many retired cadres frequent the area. You could say that a single brick falling from here could kill several of them.
Fang Rong was deboning a fish; this was the first meal he had prepared since taking office, and he had to do an exceptional job.
To be honest, deboning fish is quite difficult, since it's all bones. It's easier to remove them when the fish is cooked, but then it breaks apart and doesn't look as good.
As the first meal, it must be delicious and visually appealing to demonstrate the chef's importance and ensure that it won't be considered worthless later.
After all, it's six thousand a month, and you're free all day, only having to cook three meals a day. It's incredibly wonderful.
He spent a lot of time removing the fish bones, and considering that the old man preferred a light diet, he made steamed fish.
Anyone can cook, but the taste is a completely different story. Fang Rong also has her own way of dealing with the fishy smell.
He likes to make his own clear broth and use it to wash the fish. After washing, the fish retains its fragrance and the fish tastes much better. However, this method is quite troublesome, and most people are unwilling to do it.
To ensure complete removal of the fishy smell, we stuffed Sichuan peppercorns and other spices into the fish's belly, both to enhance the flavor and to eliminate any unpleasant odor.
The old man's kitchen was the old-fashioned kind. Of course, there were electric ones, but they were definitely not as convenient as the wood-burning ones, so Fang Rong chose the wood-burning ones.
They also roasted two sweet potatoes inside. All the ingredients were locally sourced. The old man's vegetable garden had everything he could want, full of vegetables, cucumbers, winter melons, and tea leaves.
Considering there were only two people and Fang Hua wouldn't be back tonight, I only prepared two meat dishes, two vegetable dishes, a soup, and a bowl of tea.
The two meat dishes were steamed fish and poached chicken, the two vegetable dishes were stir-fried water spinach with garlic and cucumber salad, and the soup was chicken stew with shiitake mushrooms, all prepared according to the old man's taste.
He was very satisfied, praising the food as he ate, "Your skills are far superior to those of the masters."
"Old man, you flatter me. I'm not as good as you say," Fang Rong said somewhat embarrassedly.
He originally wanted to wait for the old man to finish eating before he ate, but the old man was very approachable and invited him to sit at the table and eat with him. He even told him to call him "old man" directly. He was incredibly kind.
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