The next day.
Early in the morning, Ye Wanying went to the auditorium to get busy, while the little guy was sent to Commander Gao's office to be looked after by his own father.
The little guy didn't object. His little backpack was full of snacks, fruits, and milk. He was holding his favorite Transformers toy in his arms, while the soldier who brought him over was carrying a miniature castle.
Before leaving for work in the morning, his wife had mentioned this matter, so when Commander Gao saw his foolish son being brought over by the soldiers, he wasn't surprised at all. He pointed to an open space:
"Play right there, okay? Don't run around."
The little boy nodded: "Okay, Daddy."
Gao Dan ignored his foolish son and lowered his head to continue working.
The little guy first put his little backpack on the chair next to him, then climbed up and started eating.
Click, click...
Today, a large rat has come to the usually quiet office.
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Ye Wanying was unaware of the situation here. Anyway, with her biological father watching over the child, nothing would happen, so what was there to worry about?
Inside the auditorium, Ye Wanying was chatting with the quartermaster who managed the auditorium.
"Props? What kind of props are you talking about, sister-in-law?"
"Do you have red silk cloth, wallpaper, and the pistol model we need?"
The quartermaster thought for a moment and said, "We do have red cloth, but we don't think we have wallpaper. We also don't have pistol models. But that's not difficult. There are quite a few scrapped pistols in the regiment. If you want to use one, you can submit a report."
"Okay, let's leave it at that for now. Take out all the red cloths, and I'll go out and buy the wallpaper."
The quartermaster immediately ordered his soldiers to go to the warehouse and bring out all the red cloth.
Cough cough... cough cough cough...
Damn, it's all dust.
Ye Wanying's eyebrows twitched as she looked at it: "Let's take this out to wash it first." If we don't wash it, it'll be impossible to tell that this is a pure red cloth.
The quartermaster was also embarrassed and quickly waved his hand, telling the soldiers to take the cloths out to wash.
Afterwards, Ye Wanying personally drafted a report requesting the retrieval of some discarded pistols. This report was naturally submitted through the ranks as soon as possible, eventually reaching Commander Gao.
"Want to scrap the pistol?"
"Well, that's what my sister-in-law's people said, boss. Should we approve it or not?"
Although the discarded handguns are all broken, they can't just be retrieved randomly. What if someone has mixed in a real one? Who knows?
And at the celebration party, many leaders will definitely come to watch.
No wonder Instructor Zhao rushed to find his regimental commander after receiving this report.
Gao Dan narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking for a while before saying, "Approve it first, then have someone modify it later."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Shuai nodded: "Okay, then I'll approve it."
After Instructor Zhao left, one of the little guys in the room couldn't stay still any longer and ran up to Regiment Commander Gao: "Daddy, let's go out and play."
"No, I'll play here."
"No, no, this place isn't fun."
Gao Dan had a bit of a headache. He glanced at the little guy clinging to his leg and acting cute: "Let's stay a little longer. Daddy will be off work soon, and then I'll take you out to find your mom."
Tuanzi grunted a few times, which was considered a reluctant agreement.
Finally, the office returned to silence.
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Ye Wanying was already strolling around the streets with two soldiers sent by the quartermaster, and the first place she went was a fabric shop.
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