Zhong Lingyu's deal with him was: she would give him advice, get things done, and then ask for a house.
"The trouble with Master Zhao was solved in one morning?" She tilted her head and asked in confusion.
Of course things haven't progressed yet.
Just buying a house for her has nothing to do with Master Zhao.
Shen Huaizhou has his own plan.
He raised his eyes, fell on her, and said with all his might, "I've already asked someone to do it according to your idea. They're making preparations over there. Let's go see the room first."
Zhong Lingyu didn't hesitate anymore.
She also wanted to try her best to find a good house and take her mother out of the Zhong family to live there.
So, the two of them went to the center of the city together.
Shen Huaizhou was extremely wealthy, and the houses he showed her were all three-story Western-style buildings with large gardens.
Just from the outside, it is exquisite and extravagant to the extreme, and it is worth a lot of money at a glance.
Such a house is not suitable for her and her mother to live in, and it is not convenient to clean.
The most important thing is that she is poor and cannot afford to hire too many servants.
Zhong Lingyu pulled Shen Huaizhou and said, "I don't want such a big house, just a small western-style building big enough for my mother and I to live in."
Shen Huaizhou didn't say anything and drove her to see another building.
He got out of the car and looked at the small western-style building with milky white exterior walls in front of him, "How about this one?"
Zhong Lingyu looked at it and found that it was still too big.
But the advantage is that the courtyard is elegant, close to the military government, and has high security.
Very suitable for her and her mother to live in.
"That's it." Zhong Lingyu said.
"Go in and take a look." Shen Huaizhou pushed open the solid iron door.
In front of my eyes, I saw a swing swinging in the wind, with sunset flowers wrapped around the swing frame.
Next to it is a neatly maintained lawn, and a bare area where you can grow vegetables and flowers.
Zhong Lingyu stepped forward and touched the shelf with satisfaction.
Shen Huaizhou asked: "Like it?"
"Well, it's very beautiful." Zhong Lingyu smiled with satisfaction.
Shen Huaizhou sat on the swing.
His long legs have nowhere to rest.
After Zhong Lingyu finished walking around the yard, he waved to her, "Come here."
Zhong Lingyu: "What?"
"Push me."
The swing swings slightly.
The shelf seemed unable to bear the weight and creaked in protest.
Zhong Lingyu resisted the urge to roll her eyes, and with great effort, she pushed a few times.
Sweat broke out on the tip of her tired nose, and hot breath came out of her slightly opened red lips.
A soft gasp was like a goose feather, brushing against Shen Huaizhou's ears. His long legs suddenly hit the ground, stretched out his arms, and pulled the person behind him to kiss him.
Zhong Lingyu was shocked, whimpering and struggling, "Young Marshal, I don't... ugh——"
She couldn't tell whether she was swinging or the swing was swinging. Her mind went blank. Her sore hands were picking up the clothes on his chest, softly begging for mercy.
Shen Huaizhou let go of her and said in a hoarse, coaxing voice, "Go and take a look inside the house?"
"I'm not going." Zhong Lingyu grabbed his arm, with a pitiful crimson at the end of his eyes.
Shen Huaizhou chuckled, this little girl is not easy to deceive.
That's all, there's more business to do later.
He held her in his arms and swung on the swing, "Then this is the building?"
Zhong Lingyu nodded, "When can I move here?"
"Move in tomorrow."
Zhong Lingyu clicked his tongue, "But inside..."
"It's packed inside."
This house was originally one of his properties and could be moved in with a little cleaning.
Zhong Lingyu felt a little grateful, "Thank you, Marshal."
But these insignificant gratitudes were quickly dispelled by Shen Huaizhou's bastard words.
He said: "I prefer you to thank me in bed."
Zhong Ling Yushuang was as wilted as a beaten eggplant.
"I won't tease you anymore. Get in the car and take you to the station to join in the fun."
Zhong Lingyu learned the lesson this time and didn't say no.
Because she doesn't have the right to say not to go.
It's just that the station there is full of rough old men, so it doesn't seem appropriate for her to go to a girl's house.
She stretched out her clothes and said, "This is inconvenient."
Shen Huaizhou lit a cigarette and said, "Go to the car to change. There are military uniforms inside."
Zhong Lingyu curled his fingers and said, "Master, please wait outside."
"What's so pretentious?" Shen Huaizhou blew out a puff of smoke from his lips, "What piece of meat on your body have I never seen or touched?"
Zhong Lingyu was cowardly and arrogant. She glared at him, quickly opened the car door and got in, locked it, drew the curtains, and changed her clothes in two minutes.
The material of the military uniform is hard and rough, and the size is too large. Zhong Lingyu's entire figure is covered with a turtle shell.
When getting off the bus at the destination, Zhong Lingyu dragged off one of her long sleeves, making Shen Huaizhou laugh.
Zhong Lingyu said cautiously: "The clothes are too big."
"Stretch your arms."
He ordered and she obeyed.
Shen Huaizhou's well-jointed fingers rolled up her sleeves.
Looking at her face as white as porcelain, Shen Huaizhou was silent for a moment, then smeared a handful of ash on her face.
Zhong Lingyu was confused.
Then, she followed Shen Huaizhou forward slowly.
Not far away, Adjutant Li was summoning the battalion commanders and above of the Eighth Division and said seriously: "Everyone knows that our Eighth Division has been at odds with the Seventh Division for a long time.
The commander of the 7th Division, Zhao Chongxin, made a sudden and malicious provocation today and even threatened to open fire on our 8th Division if we did not kneel down to his 7th Division and admit our mistakes. What do you think? "
For a time, the crowd was excited.
"Then we'll fight him. We're still afraid that Zhao Baldy won't succeed."
"Yes, hit them and let them know how tough our Eighth Division's guns are."
"..."
Adjutant Li looked at the effect and thought, not bad.
Striking while the iron is hot, he pretended to comfort him and said, "I think so too. After all, we are soldiers. Soldiers would rather bend than bend. How can a seven-foot man kneel down?"
But what are soldiers? They are the talismans of the people and the protective wall of Yuncheng. If a fight breaks out, the people will suffer. The only way is to kneel down and apologize to the Seventh Division. "
Everyone was immediately angry and their eyes were red.
However, they serve as soldiers to protect the country and the people.
For the sake of the people, bending the knee is nothing.
A large group of people, full of unwillingness and anger, headed for the territory of the 7th Division.
Shen Huaizhou took Zhong Lingyu's hand, tilted his head and asked, "How was the effect?"
The ash on his face was a bit pungent. Zhong Lingyu sneezed hard and then said in a muffled voice: "It's pretty good."
It's just like her plan.
"Let's go and look at the front."
The two followed from a distance.
The boots under Zhong Lingyu's feet were too big and very hard, causing her feet to ache and she almost fell.
Shen Huaizhou thought she was walking slowly, so he lowered his body slightly and said, "Come up."
She didn't show any pretense and climbed on his back.
He carried her easily.
As the large group walked several hundred meters, their breath was still very stable.
Zhong Lingyu felt pain in her chest from the jolt.
She hooked her arms around his neck and rubbed up.
Shen Huaizhou paused and stiffened, "Be honest."
It almost brought out his reaction.
Zhong Lingyu said oh.
After a while, they arrived at the territory of the Seventh Division.
When Zhao Chongxin saw Adjutant Li coming with a group of people, he said proudly: "Your Eighth Division is very efficient. I just ordered you to come to the Seventh Division to plead guilty in the morning, and you will come in the afternoon."
After saying that, there were jeers and cheers from the 7th Division.
Adjutant Li didn't respond, so he gave the order.
All the officers from the 8th Division fell to their knees on the ground.
Adjutant Li also knelt on the ground.
Zhao Chongxin was stunned and asked, "What are you doing?"
"Master Zhao threatened us with a military confrontation and asked our Eighth Division to come and apologize. For the sake of the people of Yuncheng, we are here to kneel down and admit our mistakes. We also ask Master Zhao to think about the country and not start internal strife."
Before Zhao Chongxin could say anything, Adjutant Li shouted again, "Brothers, kowtow to Master Zhao!"
The officers of the Eighth Division all knocked their heads to the ground.
The banging sound frightened Master Zhao.
He didn't ask them to kneel down and admit their mistake.
What exactly is going on?
For a while, there were sounds of kowtows and wailing.
Master Zhao was frightened and rushed to help Adjutant Li.
Everyone in the Seventh Division also hurried to help each other.
However, the men of the Eighth Division continued to kowtow until their faces were covered with blood before they stood up.
The voices of indignation continued one after another.
"Master Zhao, our knees are bent, but our hearts are not. Today's humiliation will be remembered by our Eighth Division."
"Yes, we will never forget today's shame."
"..."
Under Zhao Chongxin's confused gaze, Adjutant Li raised his hand, led a group of people, and turned around to leave.
A neat row of dazzling blood stains on the ground shocked everyone in the 7th Division.
Seeing all this in his eyes, Shen Huaizhou couldn't help but admire Zhong Lingyu's talent for managing the world.
She came up with this method of retreating to advance, causing the Eighth Division to admit its mistake to the Seventh Division, allowing everyone to witness Zhao Chongxin's tyranny, and lowering Zhao Chongxin's prestige in the army.
Shen Huaizhou was in a very excited mood. He held Zhong Lingyu in his arms and kissed her passionately.
Zhong Lingyu couldn't break free and quickly softened.
A group of people from the 7th Division were passing by and happened to see their young marshal and division commander hugging a short officer next to the car, kissing him intently and passionately.
This is... what a damn picture!
