When I saw Wang Junpeng leading a group of big guys from the Tianjia Army, I immediately broke free from Bai Yanjun's clutches and saluted the Dapeng. I crept up and followed the Dapeng.
The Dapeng bird's footsteps stagnated, and he glanced sideways at my leather shoes. His eyes flashed brightly, and his menacing power suddenly appeared. He ignored me and walked away quickly.
Just when I was silently bending down to polish my shoes, suddenly, a man was one step ahead of me and squatted at my feet.
The snow-white wet hand towel covered my leather shoes and wiped them gently.
"Monitor. I'll come."
"Stand still!"
"Monitor!"
"Stand still!"
"yes!"
The scene of Mr. Tianding personally cleaning my shoes came out, and many people on the scene were shocked!
The squad leader lowered his head and polished my leather shoes carefully. He stood up with his knees and put the wet towel into his briefcase. He raised his eyes and looked at me quietly.
The monitor's eyes were red and tearful!
The squad leader’s deformed face was pale and full of exhaustion!
There are already wrinkles on the corners of his eyebrows!
"Banban!"
A loud voice came out, and in an instant, I couldn't help but cry out: "Monitor!"
The monitor and I hugged each other tightly, ignoring everyone!
"Monitor, you have lost weight."
"Nonsense. I've gained a pound and a half these days. I eat well and sleep well. I feel very comfortable."
"I am the one who caused you trouble."
"What a drag. I'm doing very well now. In the past few months, I've had two more surgeries. Just asking you, am I handsome now?"
Looking at the squad leader who was still completely innocent, I felt endless guilt. Just as I was about to speak, the squad leader gave me a strong push on the shoulder: "Go and do business."
"Squad leader, wait for me later, you and I..."
"We'll talk about it after you finish your work. We classmates have plenty of time."
Suppressing the torrential thoughts and thousands of words in my heart, I caught up with Wang Peng.
There were chairs at the memorial service, but I didn’t have one.
Except for Mu Degang's words, the others who are qualified to sit on these chairs are all purple giants.
Although Wang Junpeng is known as the Dapeng Golden-winged Eagle, he is only slightly handsome among this group of giants who gather civil and military stars and are full of purple energy.
Even in such a solemn and solemn occasion, there were many people reporting to Wang Peng.
These days, the Dapeng bird has been using tricks frequently, ruthlessly plowing through all the subordinate units that are nominally under its jurisdiction, firmly grasping the power of life and death in its hands, and it has been in the limelight for a while.
After it was my turn to wait in line, Wang Peng said indifferently, "Smoke", and left me alone for five or six minutes until he finished approving the documents.
He slowly looked up at me, then looked down at my leather shoes: "As a sword holder, your image should be the first priority."
"Want one?"
"I just smoked too much. I can't smoke anymore."
"Are my cigarettes not as good as theirs?"
"no!"
Wang Junpeng directly threw the cigarettes to me, thundering: "Then continue smoking. Smoke out the whole pack."
I have a very serious contempt for Wang Junpeng.
I’ve seen people trying to persuade people to drink and eat, but I’ve never seen people trying to persuade people to smoke!
Then don’t the awesome boss know how to be considerate of his subordinates?
Like an ant, I was forced to light up my cigarette again and accept Wang Junpeng's questioning.
"How's Mr. Shi's situation?"
"not too good."
"What does that white army want from you?"
"Mr. Bai wants me to go over and follow him."
"Hmph. The Divine Weapons Department... robs people of the Department. Day after day, they carry a hoe and dig here and there, and they don't do any human work." Kanshu La
"Your Fangzhou was demobilized...where will you end up?"
I couldn't help but raise my eyebrows and glance at Wang Junpeng, my eyes full of question marks?
Wang Peng asked this question...
It's so good, isn't it?
You are the boss of Tianjia Army, the awesome God Tega
The headquarters is all under your control, and your status is comparable to that of Dangmo Tianzun who guards Beitianmen. You don't even know where I will go after our Fangzhou is disbanded?
Come and ask me instead! ?
I'm a puppet, I know where I can go?
Dare I know where I'm going?
Seemingly realizing that he had said something wrong, Wang Peng coughed twice and looked as usual: "Didn't the Fifth-A Joint Office give you a follow-up task?"
"No."
Wang Junpeng fell into deep thought, took several puffs of cigarettes and lit a new one.
After a while, he said to me: "How about you take some time to contact Secretary April and ask him for help, Wujia..."
I'm a little suspicious that Wang Junpeng hasn't woken up yet.
Shall I ask Secretary April?
I am a very small millet scumbag and I am going to ask the April Secretary of the Fifth Grade A Joint Office?
"I'm not familiar with Secretary April. How about Mr. Junpeng, please help me ask."
"If there are any instructions from the Fifth Affiliated Office, I will resolutely support them, ensure their implementation, and carry them out to the end!"
Wang Junpeng's expression froze, he gave me a stern look and waved his hand to end the conversation.
Within a few seconds, Wang Haopeng suddenly thought of something and wanted to call me again. By this time, I had already merged into the vast sea of people.
Near nine o'clock, mourning troops from various units arrived one after another.
At half past nine, the memorial service officially began.
A moment of silence. Geng Yuguang, the new captain of the Special Section, read a eulogy. Family members gave a speech. Pay respects to the body. farewell.
After a series of procedures were completed, it was already eleven o'clock.
I was the last in line for the memorial service and the last to come out. The squad leader and Gabe were already gone.
When I got to the parking lot, I saw a man squatting in front of my car, messing around with something.
Taking a closer look, I was a little surprised.
The squatting person is clearly Bao Guoxing.
Hearing my call, Bao Guoxing suddenly raised his head, as frightened as if he had been caught as a thief.
"Director Bao. You are here..."
"It's okay, it's okay. I just, accidentally stabbed the car. I'm waiting for the owner of the car. I have to tell someone..."
Looking at the tiny scratch on the bumper, I felt suspicious.
The car actually hit the bumper of the Passat?
Or was it marked with a key?
"This is my car. Director Bao, don't mind."
"Ah! That's right, this is your car, Xiaotong. Oh my, your car is so good... No, Xiaotong, I apologize to you. You see how much it costs, and I'll compensate you..."
I was a little surprised by Bao Guoxing's unusual behavior. I said no, opened the car door, looked at Bao Guoxing, and asked politely: "Director Bao, are you going to tell me about your old blog? I'll give you a paragraph."
Bao Guoxing quickly waved his hands and shook his head, saying no. He looked anxious and sad, and his voice was hoarse.
However, when I got into the car, Bao Guoxing took the initiative to open the door and said tremblingly.
