Zeng Guangzhao knew this meal wouldn't be very enjoyable.
Commander Gu put down his chopsticks, picked up his wine cup, drank it all in one gulp, and sighed.
Zeng Guangzhao then asked, "Commander, what's troubling you?"
The commander slammed his wine glass down on the table with a loud bang.
"It's all because of that brat Zhong Fang. He's useless at leading troops in battle, all he does is call me all day asking for money. Even if I had the national treasury, that bastard has emptied it all out!"
Zhong Fang was the commander of the Third Division; he was incredibly lucky.
Originally, he was just an insignificant staff officer, but later he was promoted by a benefactor, and he was good at flattery.
In addition, they fought alongside other corps, and coincidentally, they all won their battles.
His team consistently suffered the fewest casualties, and he inexplicably rose to the rank of division commander.
But luck can't always be on his side; there will always be times when he has to fight alone.
And so, this time he was sent to the battlefield.
Commander Zhong was very afraid of losing his life, so he retreated as soon as he realized he couldn't win.
While retreating, they sent telegrams back, saying that the rear supply was not reliable and requesting the commander to allocate funds for assistance.
Several division commanders knew his true nature, among whom Zeng Guangzhao was his best friend and knew best about his money-grubbing nature.
But what does it mean that the commander specifically named Zhong Fang at the dinner table at this moment?
On the surface, it was because he found Zhongfang annoying, but in reality, it was to introduce the following question.
It's useless to have failed to capture the position after so long, so we need to send someone else to help.
It goes without saying who this person is.
Zeng Guangzhao pretended not to understand and played dumb.
"Commander Zhong is indeed stingy; we all make fun of him in private."
Commander Gu's eyes fell on his face, and he gave a knowing smile.
"Guangzhao, you and Lanjun have been together for two years now, haven't you?"
When Zeng Guangzhao heard him mention Gu Lanjun, he subconsciously sat up straight.
"It's been two and a half years."
Commander Gu placed a piece of hot mutton on his plate. "The fighting over there is really urgent and can't be delayed any longer. I'm thinking of sending you over to reinforce Zhongfang."
Zeng Guangzhao didn't speak, staring at the piece of mutton that was gradually disappearing into the bottom of the sauce.
Although they joined the army, nobody wanted to fight.
Life is precious, especially in these turbulent times. Everyone cherishes their life.
This time, the one who clashed with Zhongfang was Commander Gu's old adversary.
The enemy's forces have grown and expanded over the years, now numbering over 100,000, including 100,000 elite soldiers.
Years ago, he was utterly humiliated by Commander Gu. Now that he has become powerful, he naturally wants to take revenge.
Commander Gu is now past his prime, and his men are all cowardly and afraid of death. Looking around, he can only send Zeng Guangzhao.
Zeng Guangzhao felt that fighting was acceptable, but upon returning victorious, he needed a reward that satisfied him.
"The commander has given the order, and Guangzhao has no choice but to comply. However, Lanjun is already twenty-two this year. If we delay any longer, people will say she's an old maid, and there will be rumors that I don't want to marry her..."
Commander Gu said, "What's so difficult about that? Once you return safely, I'll take care of the wedding arrangements. The Marian Church is a good choice, and my house in the west of the city will serve as Lan Jun's dowry."
Zeng Guangzhao raised his glass, a genuine smile appearing on his face for the first time that day.
"In that case, Guang Zhao first proposes a toast to the commander."
Commander Gu laughed loudly, "Why call me Commander? Just call me Father-in-law in advance, and I'll accept it."
Zeng Guangzhao declined the commander's invitation to stay overnight at the Gu family's house. Slightly drunk, he left the Gu family's house and got into his car.
The driver could tell from the rearview mirror that he was very happy today and said a lot of auspicious things.
Zeng Guangzhao took a roll of money out of his pocket and threw it in front of him.
"I'm in a good mood today, so this is a reward for you."
The roll of money must have been worth at least several tens of yuan. The driver happily said, "Thank you, sir."
He bent down to reach the money at his feet.
A car was coming from the opposite direction, and to my surprise, it didn't turn around at the intersection, but drove straight towards me at a pretty fast speed.
The oncoming car swerved sharply, but it was too late. Although the two cars didn't collide, they did make contact.
Zeng Guangzhao opened his half-closed eyes and looked out the window. He saw a handsome face with a flushed face. Who else could it be but Young Master Yi?
This really proves the saying, "Enemies meet on a narrow road."
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