"Ah...ah?"
After Yu Changxi came to his senses, he shook his head shyly. He didn't expect that Comrade Chief would ask him such a question when meeting him for the first time.
Could it be that this is a custom in Jinbo City? Aunt Li asked the same question when we met for the first time.
Yu Changle was obviously not in the mood to make jokes today. She was still eager to help Li Mei with a message. If Lili was delayed and no one answered, it would frighten the little girl.
"Comrade Chief, can I go in and look for Wang Jianguo?"
Ning Zhiyuan saw that she was a little anxious, so he didn't ask Yu Changxi any more, but called a sentry:
"Go to the training ground and call Deputy Battalion Commander Wang and tell him that Company Commander Meng's wife is looking for him."
The sentry felt a little awkward when he heard what he said, but a soldier's bounden duty is to obey: "Yes, political commissar!"
Yu Changle also felt that it sounded awkward, but what he said was indeed correct. Forget it, just call the person out.
Ning Zhiyuan said to her with a smile: "There's an arms race coming soon. They are all training at the training ground. It's hard to find him when you go in and there are so many people. How about I call him out and you just wait here. How convenient."
Yu Changle thought about it and thanked him: "Thank you, chief. I will wait here."
Ning Zhiyuan smiled and nodded: "Okay, I'll leave first. Goodbye, Comrade Xiao Yu."
Yu Changle smiled. Political Commissar Ning was still so fond of joking: "Goodbye, chief."
Yu Changxi also said goodbye to him: "Goodbye, chief!"
The military vehicle drove some distance away, and the political office officer sitting in the front row couldn't help but turned his head and reminded:
"Political Commissar, didn't you just tell Deputy Battalion Commander Wang to write out the materials when you left? He should be in the office at this time, not at the training ground."
The old man Ning Zhiyuan said: "Oh? Really? It doesn't matter. If you can't find anyone at the training ground, you will naturally find the office."
The junior officer is a little confused. The political commissar usually has a good memory. Why did he forget it in less than ten minutes today?
Ning Zhiyuan closed his eyes and calmed down, with a proud smile on his lips.
There should be nothing wrong with Meng Jiu'an and his wife, so he should worry more about Nan Ning Feng, the eldest son of the family.
Speaking of which, Yu Changle’s younger brother Yu Changxi is not bad either…
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After receiving the order, the little soldier ran to the training ground honestly and ran around the training ground without seeing Deputy Battalion Commander Wang.
But when the political commissar said to look for him at the training ground, Deputy Battalion Commander Wang must be at the training ground, so he must have missed it.
So the resigned little soldier quietly sneaked to the edge of each training formation, looked back and forth, and immediately attracted the attention of Deng Youwei, who was sitting on the edge of the field and resting.
"Hey! What are you doing! Can't you see you're training?!"
Hearing his question, the young soldier immediately stood at attention and saluted: "Report to Staff Officer Deng, I have been ordered by Political Commissar Ning to go to the training ground to find Deputy Battalion Commander Wang and tell him that Company Commander Meng's wife is looking for him!"
"What the hell?!" Deng Youwei almost couldn't believe his ears.
The little soldier repeated it again, and only then did Deng Youwei believe that he had heard correctly.
This is really interesting. Instead of looking for your own man, you are looking for other men, and you still find the regiment headquarters?
He raised the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of schadenfreude, glanced at Meng Jiu'an who was training intensively under the scorching sun not far away, deliberately raised his voice, and asked loudly:
"What did you say? It's too noisy here, you can't hear me clearly! Say it louder!"
The little soldier did not doubt that he was there, and shouted in a loud and honest voice: "Report to Staff Officer Deng, I said that Company Commander Meng's wife came to see Deputy Battalion Commander Wang! She is waiting at the gate now!"
As soon as he finished shouting, he felt the surrounding quiet down. Countless pairs of eyes looked in his direction, and there was a cold and piercing sight that made him feel like a ray on his back.
A tall figure strode towards him, Kankan stopped in front of him: "You said my wife is here? Waiting for Deputy Battalion Commander Wang at the gate?"
At this time, the little warrior finally realized why he felt awkward, but it was too late. Not only did the words come out, he also shouted them out to everyone.
He was so frightened that he almost cried. What kind of offending job did the political commissar give him?
"Report...report to Company Commander Meng, yes, this is the situation."
He could even feel the cold air emanating from Captain Meng's body and couldn't help but shudder.
"I understand. I'll tell Deputy Battalion Commander Wang that you should return to your post first."
There was no emotion in Meng Jiuan's voice.
"Zhao Dezhu!"
"arrive!"
Zhao Dezhu, the platoon leader who was called by Meng Jiuan, immediately stood out of the queue.
"Lead the team and continue training!"
"yes!"
After giving the order, Meng Jiuan turned around and walked towards the office building.
Behind him, Deng Youwei pretended to remind: "The direction is wrong, your wife is at the gate!"
Meng Jiu'an turned a deaf ear. He didn't pay attention to Deng Youwei's little tricks at all. He just wanted to know what happened to Yu Changle and why he preferred to find Li Mei's man Wang Jianguo instead of him!
Wang Jianguo was scratching his head in worry in the office, and the political commissar didn't know what he was thinking. He was asked to write the materials as an old man. He could lead a soldier, but he was definitely not a material with a pen.
Suddenly there was a knock on the door.
He put down his pen: "Come in."
The door opened in response, and Meng Jiuan stood straight at the door: "Deputy Battalion Commander Wang."
When Wang Jianguo saw that it was him, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Jiu'an, come in quickly! Close the door!"
Meng Jiu'an frowned slightly, but closed the door as he said.
Before he could speak, Wang Jianguo stood up quickly and pushed him to his seat:
"Quick, Jiu'an, save me, brother, look at the large number of words in this Lao Shizi material. It means he knows me. I don't know a single word of it!"
Meng Jiu'an glanced at it. It was Wang Jianguo's personal information. It seemed to be related to his promotion this year, so the political commissar asked him to sort out the information.
Since he arrived at the military area, Wang Jianguo and his wife have taken good care of him in work and life. When he was single, Wang Jianguo often took him home for dinner. The relationship between the two was much closer than that of ordinary superiors and subordinates.
Of course it was not a problem to help him sort out the materials, but right now Meng Jiu'an had another matter that concerned him that he had to resolve first.
"Brother Wang, my wife is waiting for you at the gate of the regiment headquarters."
They were the only ones in the office, and Meng Jiuan also changed his title.
Wang Jianguo was flipping through the materials anxiously when he suddenly heard Meng Jiu'an say something like this and thought he had heard something wrong.
"Who? Whose wife?"
Meng Jiuan's voice was a little dull: "My wife."
Now Wang Jianguo heard clearly and his eyes widened: "What does your wife want from me?"
Meng Jiu'an couldn't think of anything Yu Changle could ask Wang Jianguo about. He was still depressed, and his tone was a little sour unconsciously.
"I don't know. Just ask her. She's looking for you, not me."
