C50 The arrival of the beautiful woman

Although Chief E tried to joke around, the sensitive Zhao Chuanqi could feel something strange from his forced smile. Guan Xin was too naive. She did not realize how unreasonable his request looked like.

At the very least, the request was embarrassing to Chief E.

If not, it would be equivalent to slapping Huang Weijiang or even the entire Company cadres's face. Even though he said that he was too tired, he still wanted to give the head waiter a small break;

It was a dilemma.

Zhao Chuanqi was pulled to the left of Chief E while she stood on the right. This silly girl who didn't know his limits actually stretched out his scissors and shouted into the camera lens … eggplant.

Following the creaking sound of the shutter, Zhao Chuanqi's heart also skipped a beat.

Zhao Chuanqi, who had already experienced many calamities, had a bad premonition.

Following which, Chief E returned to his room accompanied by Chen Yongsen and the others.

Guan Xin danced as she took credit in front of Zhao Chuanqi, and laughed: "How is it, swineherd? They were all in a group. I applied for a separate group photo. Enough? I told you that the people waiting for you would have good things, do you believe me now? "

Zhao Chuanqi wanted to say, foolish girl, you've caused a huge mess this time.

However, she was worried that this sentence would hurt her pure and sensitive heart, so she forced herself not to say it out loud.

After returning to the squadron, Huang Weijiang sent the document to call Zhao Chuanqi to the duty room.

In front of five or six officers, Huang Weijiang threw a glass cup on the floor and scolded him: "Alright. Kid, you are capable, aren't you? Even taking a photo with the head of the unit, did you have a big head? You have the ability? Chen Yongsen's secretary had already said that the leader wanted to rest since he was tired, but in order to satisfy his own desires, he encouraged the waiter to take the initiative to ask the leader to take a picture of him. Do you agree or reject? You are adding a burden to our leader, making things difficult for him! This is a serious political error, unorganized and undisciplined... "Say, why are you so arrogant as a single Second Lieutenant? I don't even dare to take the initiative to pose for a photo with my superior. It all depends on his arrangements …"

This reprimand was like a tempest.

But Zhao Chuanqi did not refute him. Even though it was all done by Guan Xin this girl.

Today was just like this. The persimmon was still soft and easy to pinch. The demons with backgrounds were all attacked by the immortals, so Sun Wukong had no other choice. Guan Xin was the daughter of the official Deputy Director, ordinary people did not dare offend him. It was natural for him to want to become Guan Xin's scapegoat, and bear all kinds of infamy.

In the end, Zhao Chuanqi was ordered to write a deep review and read out it at the Military Meet.

But it wasn't over yet. After being scolded by Huang Weijiang, Chief E called the squad room and told Huang Weijiang: "The Board (Deputy Director Shen) is very angry, the consequences are severe." Zhao Chuanqi's actions at the head of the department reflected the loose discipline of a squadron and the low awareness of the cadres.

The pitiful Zhao Chuanqi had unjustly become a scapegoat.

However, he didn't blame Guan Xin in her heart. After all, Guan Xin's original intention was for her own good. Blame it on the fact that these people around the chief used magnifying glasses to deal with problems and used chicken feathers as tokens. Originally, it was just an ant unintentionally stretching its legs to stretch, but it was instead identified as a criminal suspect who was plotting to trip an elephant.

As the saying goes, for a crime to be committed, why would there be no words to describe it?

Originally, because he was exiled, Zhao Chuanqi was not liked by the cadres and warriors in the squadron. Furthermore, the matter of their photos together had caused him to be unable to raise his head up high in the squadron.

It was very aggrieved, but also very helpless.

What was even more infuriating was that as Zhao Chuanqi had been labeled as the villain, many of the officials and even warriors started to add fuel to the fire, and took the opportunity to step on Zhao Chuanqi's shoulders to climb up.

However, whenever there was any movement from Zhao Chuanqi's side, the Company cadres would immediately do everything.

This day, after Zhao Chuanqi finished plucking the grass in the garden, he prepared to wash his hands on the water cage in the yard of the guest house that was closer to the garden. One of them used too much strength and fiercely threw the badminton ball outside the door. Zhao Chuanqi was in a good mood as he helped to pick it up.

Just this small matter of helping others was seen by a certain official who had just returned from a investigation.

The leader was in a hurry to show off and added fuel to the fire by reporting this small matter to Captain Huang Weijiang.

Thus, good things turned into bad things.

That night, at the evening of the same day, using the excuse of 'playing badminton with the female staff member of the hostel', Company Leader incriminated Zhao Chuanqi with six counts of 'lack of strict self-discipline', 'withdrawal from duty', 'unruly relationship between a man and a woman', and 'improper conduct'. He also ordered Zhao Chuanqi to make a deep examination.

Zhao Chuanqi wanted to cry, but no tears came out.

He was just a military officer, how could he have fallen to such a state!

He could not figure it out. He had clearly repented and gone back to work cautiously, but he still could not shake off the cruel reality of being a thorn in the leader's side.

Sometimes I really want to take off my uniform, take off my hat and badge, and say goodbye to the army.

However, he was unwilling.

He could no longer humiliate his father.

He could not let Gong Mengran, who had always been concerned and looking forward to him, become disappointed once again.

The days passed one by one.

Zhao Chuanqi was in an extremely awkward position.

Normally, the leader didn't care, but no matter how active the leader was, once there was a small problem, it would be very impressive.

Afterwards, a Old NCO who had raised pigs in the Production Group found Zhao Chuanqi and taught him some secrets. The so-called secret was actually how to please and flatter the leader. The Old NCO's surname was Zhou and he had been in the army for eight years. He had raised a pig to be a vegetable and was once the Squad Leader of a cookhouse class. It was not uncommon for sergeants to be appointed as officers. Many of them were Old NCO officers who had excellent performances but had no chance to become officers.

The Old NCO was well-informed, of course he could see the essence of this matter from Zhao Chuanqi's consecutive encounters. In a sympathetic heart, Elder Zhou opened his heart and chatted with Zhao Chuanqi, and gave a few insightful summaries of his experiences in the past few years towards his military career. In the army, if one wanted to grow and improve, there was only one crucial core, and that was: to please the leader.

It's the same everywhere. No matter how good you are at it, the leader says you can't be any better than f * cking hell. No matter how bad you do it, and how good the leader thinks you are, you are still a good example!

Old Zhou also told Zhao Chuanqi that, in fact, raising pigs and vegetables in the Production Group was much easier to improve on than raising soldiers at the basic level. It was much easier to satisfy the leaders. Usually, he would set aside a few pounds of good meat when killing the pigs, and a few dishes when picking the vegetables. He wanted to see who would be in charge during the weekend when the leader returned home, so he could bring it along with him. It's hard for you not to improve.

Also, when the leader is around, be quick about it and let the leader know you're working non-stop. No one will know if the leader is not there and you are lying down to sleep. You need to learn how to perform, and you need to find the right time to do so. Turn off the lights in Production Group at night, and when the leaders saw you when they went to check on the guards, they thought you didn't forget to work at night and feed the pigs to pull the grasses …

That's why, if you want the leader to take care of you and value you, you have to learn to take care of the leader first.

To be exact, Old Zhou's secret work is very refined and in line with the concept of Chinese characteristics of work, simple and practical, safe and effective.

But Zhao Chuanqi could not use these methods that used fawning on the leader.

Or perhaps, it could be that people like Zhao Chuanqi, who lived a life that was too real, were not suited for a troop at all. Just like what Wei Senjin had said, a bottle of natural water that came from nature, people would feel that there were too many impurities within it that they wouldn't dare to drink.

This era was like this. The more real something was, the more people would reject it. How insidious it must be for those who put on their disguises and flattered you with all their might; how the synthetic foods and chemical drinks, beautifully packaged and sweet, nibbled at your health and life.

Maybe Zhao Chuanqi would never let the wind blow on him, and he would never become one of the best in the army.

It was because he was too natural, and did not suit the taste of the leader at all.

Thinking back to when the official Deputy Director's words woke Zhao Chuanqi up. He vowed to take over his father's unfulfilled wish and work hard to become an outstanding national special guard. But now, it would seem that this wish had become so slim.

Think of yourself, and think of Chen Yongsen.

His heart was filled with tears.

Time quietly flowed by as the piglet cried out.

When the leaves began to gradually wither, the person in the dream that he had not seen for a long time suddenly came to visit.

The moment she appeared in front of Zhao Chuanqi, she was like a dazzling lamp, illuminating a dark world that Zhao Chuanqi had lived in for a long time.

There was no sign at all of Gong Mengran's arrival.

She wore a black tracksuit with a black braid tied with a rubber band, simple and luxurious. A pair of dark sneakers, light stepping out of the melody.

At that time, Zhao Chuanqi was squatting at the corner watching the ants move. He heard Gong Mengran's footsteps, but he did not dare believe it. When that familiar fragrance came closer and closer, he pinched his thigh as if possessed. That painful sensation told him that she was really here!

He suddenly stood up. The shocking face before him was still the same as before.

Gong Mengran slightly bent her body, and looked at the bunch of lives that were carrying rations out of the Ant Hole, and giggled: "Is there a mistake? have fallen to such a state? "

Zhao Chuanqi laughed awkwardly and instinctively took half a step back.

He wasn't sure if his face was splattered with swill or if he smelled like pig dung from the food he had just fed. He was worried that the poor look on his face had desecrated the beauty.

"You … You, you, you, you … "Why are you here?" Zhao Chuanqi asked hesitantly. Nervousness, excitement, surprise, worry. All sorts of emotions began to form in his heart.

Gong Mengran laughed and said, "I came to see you! Two days off, I can walk around and think of coming to see you. "How was it? How was it?"

Zhao Chuanqi said, "Okay. But that's enough. "Eat well, sleep well and play well."

When he replied this way, Zhao Chuanqi's heart was very sour.

But no matter how much suffering he suffered, he was absolutely unwilling to speak of it to anyone else. He did not want to split his own pain into two people's or even more.

A pig's call startled the beauty. Gong Mengran turned her head to look at the direction of the sound, and swiped her finger towards Zhao Chuanqi: "Like a pig, eating, sleeping, sleeping, eating if you want to sleep? Aiyo, good girl, it seems like you've been completely scrapped! "

Zhao Chuanqi laughed bitterly and said: "Wait for me for a moment."

He turned around and walked into the room where all kinds of tools were kept. He didn't come out for a long time.

"What are you doing?" Gong Mengran suspiciously chased after him and saw Zhao Chuanqi standing there foolishly with a handful of small tomato s in his hands.

Zhao Chuanqi spread out his hands and said apologetically: "It's broken, I can't eat it anymore. The garden is also gone."