Zhou Dalong and Li Hu, of course, wouldn't talk about their boss's private affairs behind his back: "Ahem, instructor, political commissar, those greenhorns are waiting for us to go train, let's go first." The two of them shamelessly ran off.
Wen Mu and Zhao Shuai were left looking on with curiosity: "I think something's definitely up! These two lads won't find out anything. Let's go and see who's in charge."
Zhao Shuai naturally had no objections: "Let's go, let's go." On the contrary, he seemed quite excited.
When the two arrived, they saw the group of soldiers being "drilled," looking like wilted eggplants, sitting on the ground during the break, exhausted even from breathing.
"Cough cough, boss, why are you being so ruthless today?" Zhao Shuai asked secretly.
Can we say it's because they weren't full?
Therefore, men who are sexually unsatisfied are truly terrifying!
"Looks like the instructor has a lot of free time?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Shuai shrank back, saying, "No, no, I'm very busy, boss. This document needs your signature." He immediately handed over what he was holding.
Only after the man took it did Instructor Zhao finally breathe a sigh of relief.
"How are the celebration party arrangements going?"
Zhao Shuai straightened his face and said, "Boss, if we follow the rules, it will be arranged quickly."
Anyway, celebration banquets are always the same few things: the performing arts troupe sings, dances, and rehearses, then the leaders give awards, and that's it.
Just as Gao Dan was about to nod in agreement, Wen Mu suddenly interjected, "Boss, I heard that the Blue Team is planning to give us a good thrashing at this victory celebration."
Oh my?
Is this defeated opponent trying to cause trouble again?
Instructor Zhao immediately objected: "Come on, who's afraid of who?" But he was met with a glare from his own troupe leader: "Which performing arts troupe is coming to perform this time?"
"Which one could it be? It's definitely that one!"
Speaking of this, Zhao Shuai and Wen Mu both had a headache. The Northern Military Region's cultural troupe was clearly not bad, and it often performed abroad, but every time it was compared with the Blue Army's cultural troupe, it was always a bit inferior.
Anyway, it's been like this for the past few years, I don't know if it's a curse.
Gao Dan frowned. As the victor of the Red Team this time, he certainly didn't want to be defeated by his former opponent at the victory celebration. His eyes narrowed slightly, and he said:
"If it doesn't work, we can switch to another one. I remember there's a cultural troupe in the artillery brigade."
Zhao Shuai shook his head repeatedly: "I called to ask before, and they went down to visit. Sigh, now there's only one left, so we'll just have to make do."
Wen Mu was also helpless; no one had the ability to conjure up a team.
Finally, Commander Gao seemed to suddenly remember something: "When you have some free time later, go ask my wife if she has any good ideas." His wife's mind was far more capable than most people's.
I believe it so unconditionally!
If things hadn't gotten so out of hand at noon that I was too afraid to go back and ask my wife for help, I wouldn't have let those two go.
Zhao Shuai had great faith in his sister-in-law's abilities; with such high combat skills, she must be strong in other areas as well. Thinking this, he chuckled happily.
"I'll go right away, I'll go right away." He seemed to have already won.
Wen Mu still had some doubts, but he had no other choice but to follow Zhao Shuai.
............
After drinking a bottle of milk and eating a piece of mousse cake, Ye Wanying finally felt her strength return.
Just then, there was a knock on the door.
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