The strongest rocket soldier

Chapter 496 Hypocrisy
Returning to his own table, he saw that an old man was sitting on the chair at the moment, and the middle-aged man in a suit was standing beside him.

"Master, are you going to test your blood pressure?"

"Yes, yes, I'll take a blood pressure test."

"Wait a minute, I'll test it for you right away."

After Ding Xiao finished speaking to the uncle, he smiled apologetically at the middle-aged man.

"It's okay, I can wait." The middle-aged man looked very generous.

Ding Xiaojun wrapped an air bag around the uncle, and before he finished taking his blood pressure, someone came over again, this time it was the group of aunts who were dancing in the square.

The middle-aged man didn't have any objections, and let Ding Xiaojun help the old people measure their blood pressure one by one.

More than an hour passed, and finally no one was sweeping the team. Ding Xiaojun stood up and cast a humble look at the middle-aged man.

"I'm really sorry to keep you waiting for so long."

The middle-aged man in the suit smiled slightly: "It's okay, I understand, can you cut my hair now?"

Ding Xiaojun turned the chair in front of him, turned his back to the table, and said to the middle-aged man in the suit, "It's all right, come and sit."

The man in the suit sat on the chair. His seat was very upright. Ding Xiaojun took a haircut cloth and wrapped it around the man in the suit.

"I don't know much, so I can shorten it."

Ding Xiaojun spoke up and asked the man in the suit for his opinion.

"I want a crew cut like yours, will you do this?" the man in the suit sitting on the chair asked.

"If you want to say anything else, I don't know it yet, but this one, I really know it!" Ding Xiaojun replied confidently to the man in the suit.

"Then you can help me cut my hair. I haven't trimmed this hairstyle for many, many years. I miss it now."

"Oh, is that so? Could it be that you were a soldier before." Ding Xiaojun took the scissors and clippers, and used a comb to comb the man's hair and asked.

"Yes, I used to be in the field army." After the man in the suit finished speaking, he stopped talking, as if he was recalling something.

"Then what do you do now?" Ding Xiaojun asked while driving the scissors.

"I'm doing hotel development now. In fact, I was working as a security guard at the beginning. Don't laugh at me if you tell me. People who come out of the army have entered the society. It's really not easy to find a job. Many people come out of the army. , just for security work." The middle-aged man in a suit said in a disappointed tone.

"Well, yes, I also know that some of my comrades have retired from the army, and the letter said that they are working as security guards in the factory."

Ding Xiaojun talked while cutting his hair.

"Yeah, those who were born in the army were originally strong, but in the real society, they become weak and are looked down upon by others. Even if they are security guards, they will be treated unequally, and they are often scolded as a watchman." Door dog, I couldn’t stand it at the beginning, so I started my own business. Now in my company, veterans are given priority in recruiting people. I don’t have enough social experience. If I teach them, I will give them a higher salary than being a security guard.”

The middle-aged man seemed to be showing off how much good he had done.

Ding Xiaojun didn't pay much attention to the middle-aged man's words. Originally, he still had a good impression of the middle-aged man, but after listening to him, Ding Xiaojun was a little disappointed in him. He came to show off his achievements and talk about his sense of superiority.

"That's good." Ding Xiaojun replied without any expression.

"Yes, I think so too. I think that for the socially disadvantaged groups who have just left the army, our successful people should help them as much as possible."

Ding Xiaojun paused for a moment, then continued to trim the middle-aged man's hair: "I'm talking about your way, not about your treatment of veterans."

"I don't understand what you mean?" The middle-aged man asked a little puzzled.

"It's nothing, by the way, I'd take the liberty to ask, how much is your monthly income?" Ding Xiaojun asked with a smile.

"Hey, I'm still young in the company, and I only earn about 800 million yuan a month." The man deliberately pretended to be very modest.

800 million, this number is really big, at least, for Ding Xiaojun whose salary is only more than 4000 yuan, it is really a lot, of course, compared to the salary of a security guard of [-] yuan, it is even higher .

"If you say that, you are already a very successful businessman." Ding Xiaojun said with a smile.

"It's okay." The middle-aged man seemed very happy after hearing Ding Xiaojun's words.

"However, like you, a non-commissioned officer who has reached the third rank can be assigned work. After returning to the local area, although the assigned work does not earn much money, it should be enough in terms of living issues."

Ding Xiaojun didn't answer the middle-aged man's words. This man lived a very unreal life and was too hypocritical. He no longer had the principles of life taught to him by the army. Ding Xiaojun said he was a successful businessman. , Potentially, he has lost the essence of all the soldiers he once had.

Businessmen, heavy profits, feelings, for businessmen, if it is beneficial, there will be feelings, if it is not beneficial, no one will take care of you.

Finally finished cutting the middle-aged man's hair, Ding Xiaojun collected his things, then smiled slightly at the middle-aged man, and said: "It's been done for you, you can leave, a big businessman like you, Time should be precious."

"Well, this reason, I feel much more refreshed, and I can't help but miss my time in the army."

The middle-aged man stood up, touched his head, and said.

"May I ask, which one was the troop you gave back then?" Ding Xiaojun asked once.

"I served in the military..." The middle-aged man was stunned when he said that. He thought about it again and again, and seemed to remember it, but he couldn't remember it, and the more he thought about it, the more blurred those memories became.

"It's been too long, I really can't remember." The middle-aged man said with an embarrassed smile.

Ding Xiaojun smiled: "It's okay, it's okay, I just asked casually, people, isn't it like this, it's not very important memories, it's easy to forget, and I often forget some not very important things."

"Yeah, well, I won't stay any longer. I still have a lot of important things to do, so I'll go first." The middle-aged man in a suit said to Ding Xiaojun with a fake smile on his face.

Ding Xiaojun also had a smile on his face, and replied: "Well, it's okay, you can go to work quickly, the affairs of your big shots are very important."

The middle-aged man in the suit turned and left. Ding Xiaojun watched the moment he turned around, his smiling face turned into a look of disgust.

When the man left, Ding Xiaojun's smile also disappeared, and he stopped taking another look at the man in the suit.

(End of this chapter)