I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

Looking out from behind the big tree, the situation on the training field was clearly visible.

Zhao Yihang took the notebook, checked the problems one by one, and then asked everyone to make rectifications on the spot.

"Put your military cap on properly!"

"Put your sleeves down!"

"Collar alignment guidelines!"

"Keep your posture upright!"

"Hurry up!"

As commands were given, the previously relaxed and casual military and division leaders began to straighten their uniforms.

Someone took the military cap back from the guard.

Someone rolled up their sleeve to their forearm and then let it down.

Some people even secretly moved their belts closer to the center when Zhao Yihang wasn't watching them.

Long Weiguo put on his military cap and straightened his cuffs.

Wang Gang also acted quickly.

Within seconds, the two men regained their usual impeccable military bearing.

Zhao Yuanchao stood there, his face grim.

He first lowered his left sleeve.

Then he lowered his right sleeve.

Then he put on his military cap, fastened his coat buttons, and adjusted his belt.

Finally, he looked down at his feet.

Black sock on the left foot.

Dark gray sock on the right foot.

This is something that can't be changed in a short time.

We can't exactly make him take off his shoes and change his socks in front of so many leaders and trainees, can we?

To put it another way...

Even if he really wanted to change, he didn't have any spare socks on him.

Zhao Yuanchao could only raise his head and say stiffly, "The other issues have been rectified."

"Change your socks as soon as you get home."

Zhao Yihang took a pen and wrote two lines in his notebook.

"Regarding the socks issue, please note that rectification will be postponed."

"The deadline for rectification is tonight."

Zhao Yuanchao's eyelids twitched violently.

"Do we even need to write down the time limit?"

Zhao Yihang looked up at him.

"How can rectification be considered without specifying a timeframe?"

"What if you wear it again tomorrow?"

"Am I really that stupid?"

You're dressed incorrectly today.

Zhao Yuanchao: "..."

He realized he couldn't argue with the kid at all.

Because as soon as he dares to say "I won't do it again next time," Zhao Yihang will immediately ask—why did it this time?

Whenever he explains that he took the wrong one in the morning, Zhao Yihang will press him again—why didn't he check it before putting it on?

If the questioning continued, the fact that the two socks were different colors was enough for Zhao Yihang to escalate into a matter of daily management, conduct improvement, and the exemplary role of leading cadres.

The last one will start at 10,000 words.

Zhao Yuanchao decided to shut up.

The more you talk to this bastard, the more problems you'll create.

Silence cannot solve the problem.

But at least it can control the rate at which the problem grows.

Other military and division leaders have also completed rectification.

Those who are not wearing hats should put them on.

Roll up your sleeves and then lower the cuffs.

Stand with a relaxed posture, chest out and head held high.

The group of leaders who looked like they were taking an after-dinner stroll suddenly became neat and orderly.

Those unaware of the background might mistake this for a cadre formation specifically sent to train troops for a drill demonstration.

A military leader straightened his collar and let out a soft sigh of relief.

He looked at Zhao Yihang and tentatively asked, "Inspector Zhao, has the problem been rectified?"

Zhao Yihang looked down to check the records.

"Rectification complete."

The leader's expression relaxed.

"Now that the problems have been rectified, can we leave?"

Everyone else also looked at Zhao Yihang.

This is precisely their biggest concern.

Can we go now?

Can we end this now?

They don't want to do anything right now; they just want to leave the training ground as soon as possible.

That's so embarrassing!

When they go to inspect grassroots units, aren't they always greeted by officers and soldiers lined up in neat rows?

Even without an official welcome, grassroots cadres would still come over to salute and report to them upon seeing them.

The soldiers saw it from afar, their eyes filled with either awe or curiosity.

Today is much better.

The entire training corps of several hundred students watched as they were given a speech by the military police on the spot.

The army commander was not wearing a military cap.

The division commander's socks were a different color.

Some officers at the army and division levels had their sleeves rolled up, some walked with their hands behind their backs, and some even tried to secretly adjust their collars during the inspection.

Individually, none of these problems are particularly significant.

But there were just too many people watching the spectacle!

So many eyes were fixed on them from the training field.

Don't even mention being registered by the police.

They felt their faces burning just standing there for an extra minute.

In particular, several government officials who regularly conduct inspections at the grassroots level now only hope to leave as soon as possible.

It's better than continuing to stand on the training field and be used as teaching material by a group of trainees.

Wang Gang straightened his military cap and asked softly, "Inspector Zhao, is the inspection process over?"

"it's over."

Zhao Yihang nodded.

Wang Gang also breathed a sigh of relief:

"Now that it's over, we still have other work to do."

"If any additional materials are needed, please notify the division headquarters according to the established procedures."

That was a very well said statement.

There was no denial of the issue.

There was no refusal to cooperate.

They also offered to provide additional materials.

This approach both preserved the image of the division's leadership and provided a way out for both sides.

After hearing this, all the cadres gave it a thumbs up in their hearts.

He truly deserves to be called a political commissar.

He speaks with precision.

If it were them, they could only say, "Can we go now?"

Wang Gang arranged all the subsequent procedures.

If Zhao Yihang had even a modicum of social skills, he should have readily agreed to let the person go.

pity.

Zhao Yihang has no shortage of opportunities to make amends today.

What he lacks is a group of people who are willing to honestly write self-criticisms.

Zhao Yihang did not answer immediately.

He looked down at the notebook, seemingly still checking something.

Zhao Yuanchao was getting impatient.

He was the one who most wanted to leave.

If others are punished, the one who loses face is the leader.

He's the one who's lost face as a father!

Although most people at the scene did not know that Zhao Yihang was his son, Long Weiguo, Wang Gang and Wu Hanfeng did!

Especially Long Weiguo.

He had been talking to the other party about Zhao Yihang as they walked along.

What talk of filial piety and parental love?

They say you can't be successful without being beaten.

Less than half an hour later, Zhao Yihang actually arrived, and in the capacity of a military police officer!

This rascal not only got himself into trouble.

They even went from arguing about hats to socks!

Every extra minute Zhao Yuanchao stood there, he felt that Long Weiguo and Wang Gang's eyes held an increasing amount of schadenfreude.

He couldn't wait to leave this place.

Back to the office.

Close the door.

Change your socks first.

I need to think carefully about how to educate this "unfilial son" when I get home.