Chapter 212 The grumpy boss is so scheming!
"I'm well fed, right? I'm even working as a postman for you. Hurry up and leave." Zhang Kang was even more irritable than Zhai Ximo, and he said directly, "If you don't leave, and your father sees it, I'll tell him that his daughter wants to harm me."
Zhu Yan, who was standing behind Zhang Kang, became nervous. It was the first time she saw with her own eyes that the young ladies in the army were so powerful.
She knew how serious the consequences would be if Wang Ziru knew about this!
Zhu Yan forced a smile, walked to the door, and said awkwardly: "Wen Yiting, you should go back while the people in the courtyard are watching the movie and haven't come back yet."
Wen Yiting looked at Zhu Yan with disdain and stuffed the letter paper folded into a triangle into Zhang Kang's military uniform pocket.
Afterwards, seeing Zhang Kangsheng was about to take the letter out of his pocket angrily, the girl smiled cunningly.
"Captain Zhang, you are Xi Mo's best comrade-in-arms and have watched us get to where we are today. If I cannot maintain communication with Xi Mo, I will report any situation to the commander at any time."
Zhang Kang's face was very dark, and he scolded: "Wen Yiting, can you use your brains? If you want to harm your father, just do whatever you want. I have no grudge against you, why are you trying to harm me?"
"Captain Zhang, you are too serious! Things are far from that point. Go and deliver the letter. If I am unhappy, you will be exposed as an accomplice in front of the commander. Captain Zhang is so smart, he will definitely do the right thing, right?"
Zhang Kang was so angry that he wanted to slap the woman and send her back to the single dormitory.
There is no need for him to act as a temporary postman and do things like delivering letters between the two of them.
Zhu Yan disliked Wen Yiting very much. She thought her father was the deputy head teacher and she didn't know how to behave herself even though she lived in the family compound.
Back then, it was probably Wen Yiting who took the initiative to pursue Zhai Ximo. Otherwise, how could Zhai Ximo, a poor country boy, dare to pursue a princess-like girl who grew up in a family courtyard?
Zhang Kangqiang suppressed his anger and said through gritted teeth: "I will only help you this time, and it won't happen again next time."
"Also, if you ever betray me, I, Zhang Kang, will definitely dig up your Wen family's ancestral graves!"
"Our Wen family's ancestral tomb is more than 2,000 miles away from Xiong District. It's not easy to make a trip there. My father hasn't been back to his hometown for many years. Go and deliver the letter quickly..." Wen Yiting looked as if she had made up her mind about Zhang Kang, and ordered him to go to the single dormitory to deliver the letter quickly.
Zhai Ximo returned to his single dormitory without even washing his face, and lay on the bed, feeling extremely free.
I have to take care of the children at home, and living in a single dormitory is no different from being single. I don't have to take care of anything at home. It's just that my eldest brother wants to marry Cheng Xueru recently, and he has to rely on the woman at home to take care of it!
Zhai Ximo was thinking and sorting out some of his own things in his mind, waiting for Wen Yiting's work to be finalized.
By then, with Wen Yiting's status as a platoon-level cadre, many things will be easier to handle.
There was a knock on the door, and Zhang Kang's voice appeared outside the door, "Old Zhai, open the door."
"Why are you here so late at night?" Zhai Ximo got up and opened the door. Before he could finish his ridicule, Zhang Kang stuffed a letter into his hand. "Wen Yiting gave it to you?"
"..." Zhang Kang rolled his eyes in annoyance.
Without saying a word, he turned around and walked away, his hands in his pockets.
Ever since Xu Changhe was transferred away, the Ninth Division has been in a state of unrest recently. He doesn't want to provoke the most admired senior cadre in Kun District.
Regiment Office.
In just five minutes, Han Suijing was still sitting on the sofa with his irritable boss, drinking tea and talking face to face.
The boss's security guard suddenly knocked on the door and came in to report some movement in the family compound.
"Did you really see Wen Yiting go to Captain Zhang's house? Did you ask Captain Zhang to deliver a letter to Zhai Ximo?" Duan Yanzhi's face darkened, and a flash of red flashed across his eyes in surprise. He said in a cold tone, "Did Captain Zhang really go to the single dormitory to deliver a letter?"
The guard did not dare to hide anything. As a secret agent, he was always reliable and reported everything he saw to his superiors.
Han Suijing suddenly realized at this moment that his hot-tempered boss guessed that the family courtyard would be very exciting tonight, and specially arranged for his guards to keep an eye on the family courtyard.
No wonder he can be the most powerful man in Yun Province!
He seems careless at ordinary times, but he is actually very meticulous and no one can escape his control.
Duan Yan looked straight at Han Suijing across from him, with a hint of a smile hidden in his deep eyes, "Humph! It looks like Wen Yiting can't hold it back anymore."
Then he continued to instruct the guard, "Go and keep an eye on the singles dormitory. Report any news immediately. We will all stay in the singles dormitory tonight. I want to see how much fun these two bastards can have."
The guard smiled awkwardly and turned away.
Duan Yanzhi put down the teacup in his hand, stood up straight, strode to the desk, sat down on the desk, picked up the phone, and called Kun District.
Han Suijing sat upright on the sofa, drinking tea quietly.
A moment later, I heard my grumpy boss giving orders to his subordinates over the phone.
"...Do as I tell you. I'll give her a recruitment notice tomorrow and have her go to Kun District in person!"
After hanging up the phone, Duan Yanzhi returned to the sofa and sat down. He poured himself another cup of tea, took a sip, and said, "Tomorrow, the Kun District National Defense Art Troupe will call the Ninth Division to notify them of their enrollment."
"Yeah." Han Suijing had already experienced the scheming and cunning of his hot-tempered boss, but he didn't expect that he would still be so concerned about such a thing.
"Now that Wen Yiting lives in a family compound, she has no chance to date a man privately. Only when she leaves the army will she have that chance. Do you understand what I mean?"
Han Suijing was stunned and thought to himself, you are very experienced.
No wonder he and Wang Ziru get along so well. Han Suijing felt a little uneasy and hesitated whether to tell his boss about the relationship between him and Wang Ziru.
But after thinking deeply, he felt that this was an extremely personal matter and there was no need to involve work.
The next morning, Wang Ziru's face was pale and bloodless after a night of torment.
Coming out of the house, he sat down on a chair in the small living room, looking lifeless.
It was just dawn, but Zhai Qingsong had already gotten up and packed.
If the third brother hadn't had a fight with his younger brother's wife last night, he would definitely have told them about the happy event that he and Cheng Xueru had agreed to go to the commune to get their marriage certificate today.
After cleaning the house, Baoer was still half asleep when his uncle carried him out to wash up.
"Today is your first day of school, you can't be late. From now on, you must get up early every morning like you did today, otherwise the teacher will criticize you if you are late for school." Zhai Qingsong took care of the child and prepared to cook egg noodles for breakfast.
Zhao Cuilan's son next door was about 11 years old and in the fifth grade of elementary school. He had just woken up and was yawning.
Curiously, he walked to the door of Zhai's house and looked inside.
"Zhang Xiaoyu! You talked nonsense yesterday. My father said he would criticize you." When Baoer saw Zhang Xiaoyu, he yelled fiercely.
Seeing Wang Ziru sitting in the small living room, Zhang Xiaoyu stuck out his tongue, not daring to tease the little guy in front of the adults.
Here, Zhai Qingsong was preparing to cook noodles. When he saw Wang Ziru getting up, she didn't rush to wash up. She sat on the chair with a listless look on her face. He asked worriedly, "Sister-in-law, are you feeling unwell?"
Last night he slept in the small bedroom with his nephew. During the night he heard his brother and sister-in-law get up and go to the restroom several times.
"I'm fine. Today is Baoer's first day going to kindergarten and I have to send him to school." Wang Ziru said weakly.
"Baoer told me, don't worry, I will send him to kindergarten, you can just lie down at home and rest if you feel unwell." Zhai Qingsong frowned, worried about his younger brother and sister-in-law's health. The third brother was not at home, what if something happened to his younger brother and sister-in-law?
Zhai Qingsong stammered and told his younger brother and sister-in-law that he and Cheng Xueru were going to the commune to get their marriage certificate that day.
"Did you go to the commune to get your certificate this morning?"
"Well, Xueru said that we should get the marriage certificate first and then prepare for the wedding banquet." Zhuang Jiahan looked embarrassed and it was hard to tell that it was his first marriage.
Seeing her uncle being so shy, Wang Ziru smiled and said with relief: "Xueru is very independent. After you get married, you should communicate with her more often. I can see that she is kind-hearted and a good girl to live with."
Zhai Qingsong could not hide his joy. To him, it was simply a reward from God.
"By the way, big brother, Zhu Yan heard other military wives talking about how the army will be placing a group of people in jobs in the family compound soon. Please talk to Bao'er's father and ask him to get a chance to find a job."
"oh!"
Thinking of the upcoming marriage and the opportunity to be assigned a job by the army, Zhai Qingsong's steps became more vigorous. "Sister-in-law, you just stay at home and rest. I'll go to the town to send Baoer to school. When Xueru and I come back from the commune, we'll bring her over to see you."
"Okay!" Wang Ziru rubbed her still aching lower abdomen. She had been suffering from dysmenorrhea all night. Not only did her stomach hurt, but now her waist felt like it was about to break and she could hardly stand up straight.
"Yesterday, I went to Liu's tailor shop in town to sew a small schoolbag for Baoer. You can send Baoer to kindergarten first, and then go to the tailor shop to get the schoolbag..." Wang Ziru knew that her uncle was reliable, so she felt at ease letting him take the child to school.
Bao Er hugged her mother worriedly, "Mom, are you going to die? I don't want you to die."
"Mom just doesn't have any strength. She'll be fine after lying down at home for a while." Wang Ziru's nose felt sore and her eyes became moist. She hugged her son in her arms with heartache, and had already cursed the original owner a hundred times in her heart.
Zhai Qingsong cooked egg noodles and asked Wang Ziru to eat some.
He turned around, hurriedly tidied the stove, and took Baoer downstairs to gather at the Dongfeng car at the military gate.
Wang Ziru stood at the edge of the corridor, watching her uncle carrying the child in his arms as he hurried to the assembly point. She then turned back into the house, closed the door, and continued to lie down and rest.
I don't know how long it took, but laughter was heard from the fifth floor of the family compound.
Wenyuan received a phone call from Kun District, informing him that his daughter Wen Yiting had been officially incorporated into the Kun District National Defense Art Troupe and had to report to Kun District the next day.
All the young cadres in the regiment congratulated Wenyuan.
Wenyuan was extremely happy, because this meant that his daughter had officially joined the military, and was even part of the art troupe!
The position in the art troupe belonged to the cadres at the platoon level and above, which was not something that could be obtained easily. He ran home immediately and told the mother and daughter the good news.
At this moment, at the door of the Wen family, upon hearing the news, several military wives came to the door of the Wen family, all looking at Wen Yiting, who was radiant in the living room, with envy on their faces.
"I told you that our Tingting will definitely have a bright future! Look, the work for the art troupe has been finalized so quickly!" Su Hong's eyes narrowed into slits from smiling, and she said hurriedly, "Since Tingting has to report to Kunqu tomorrow, I'll go to the town to buy some food to celebrate."
Wen Yiting smiled brightly, "Mom! I want to eat seafood. Please buy some seafood and cook it for me."
"Okay, Mom will go buy some groceries."
Su Hong was indeed very happy. Normally, she was rarely seen going to town to buy groceries, but today she was so excited that she went downstairs carrying a basket of vegetables. When she met other military wives along the way, she greeted them with a smile on her face.
As I reached the third floor, I unexpectedly ran into Wang Ziru who had just come out of the toilet.
This is the first time I have seen Su Hong since the falling out with the Wen family two days ago.
Wang Ziru covered her lower abdomen uncomfortably, her waist was so hunched that she couldn't straighten it. She glanced at Su Hong's smiling face. The two women, one standing on the stairs and the other standing in the corridor outside the toilet, were both slightly stunned.
At this time, Li Juan also rushed down from the fourth floor with a basket of vegetables, shouting loudly: "Sister Hong, wait for me!"
Su Hong's face immediately regained its cheerful smile. She turned around to look at the woman rushing down and said with a smile, "Our daughter Tingting wants to eat seafood. I have to buy more seafood for her."
"Oh, your Wen Yiting is so lucky. She just graduated a few days ago, and she has to report to the art troupe tomorrow! I'm so jealous!" Li Juan took Su Hong's arm affectionately, and walked downstairs in front of Wang Ziru with her waist deliberately twisted.