I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

Li Cuicui blinked.

"What happened?"

Zhao Yuanchao pointed in the direction of the training team's barracks.

"Don't play dumb with me!"

"Wu Hanfeng!"

"Zhao Yihang!"

Why are those two in the training team?

"Why did they become the military police?"

"Who gave you permission to send these two menacing pests over together?"

Zhao Yuanchao practically squeezed out the last sentence through gritted teeth.

Li Cuicui subconsciously looked at Zhao Long.

Zhao Long immediately looked to the side.

His expression suggested that something worthy of in-depth study had suddenly appeared on the parking lot floor.

Zhao Yuanchao understood immediately.

"Zhao Long!"

Zhao Long immediately stood at attention.

"arrive!"

"you say!"

Zhao Long opened his mouth.

"Reporting to the division commander, this matter was mainly decided upon through collective discussion by the regiment's Party committee..."

"Don't try to fool me with this 'collective research' nonsense!"

Zhao Yuanchao angrily asked, "Who made the suggestion?"

Zhao Long was silent for two seconds, then pointed at Li Cuicui.

"he."

Li Cuicui suddenly turned her head.

"You're talking nonsense!"

Zhao Long said, "You were the one who suggested sending Wu Hanfeng to the training camp for three months, which would give the Third Regiment at least three months of peace and quiet."

Li Cuicui became anxious.

"Who suggested bringing Zhao Yihang along?"

Zhao Long's expression froze.

"it's me."

"That'll solve it, won't it?"

Li Cuicui turned to look at Zhao Yuanchao.

"Commander, this can't be blamed solely on me!"

"I only suggest sending it to Wu Hanfeng."

"The one who brought your son along was Zhao Long!"

Zhao Long also became anxious.

"I did that so Zhao Yihang could keep an eye on Wu Hanfeng!"

"Who knew that not only did he fail to keep an eye on them, but he also ended up wearing the military police uniform?"

Li Cuicui sneered.

"You're having Zhao Yihang keep an eye on Wu Hanfeng?"

"When have you ever seen a single match hold up a can of gasoline?"

Zhao Long retorted, "Then why didn't you say so back then?"

"I thought you knew your teacher's son!"

How would I know?

"You're the political commissar, your job is to do ideological work!"

"You can't do ideological work from dozens of kilometers away. What if you see him ahead of time and he's going to confront his own father?"

"If you can't even see this, what kind of political commissar are you?"

"Even you, the commander, didn't notice?"

The two of them, one after the other, started shifting the blame onto each other right in front of the division commander, army commander, and division political commissar.

Zhao Yuanchao's forehead veins bulged as he listened.

"That's enough!"

The two immediately shut up.

Zhao Yuanchao pointed at them, his hands trembling with anger.

"OK!"

"You two sent these two people to the training camp just so you could have three months of peace?"

"Your three regiments are finally getting some peace and quiet!"

"Where is the division headquarters?"

"What about the training corps?"

"What about in the military?"

"Today, everyone from the army commander to the division commander, from the military headquarters to the commanders of each regiment, was forced to write 10,000 words on the grass!"

"I still need to write a few thousand words!"

"Is this what you call 'delivery personnel'?"

"You've packaged up the disaster and shipped it directly to the division headquarters!"

Li Cuicui whispered, "Commander, that's not entirely true."

"Why not?"

"Wu Hanfeng's military skills are indeed quite good."

"Zhao Yihang also meets the criteria for key training."

"We sent them here primarily to cultivate key personnel."

Zhao Yuanchao sneered.

"They've been raised very well."

"One person is responsible for formulating the strategy, and the other is responsible for the specific execution."

"Wu Hanfeng stood by without saying a word, and Zhao Yihang punished his father with 15,000 words!"

"The speed at which you're training key personnel is so fast, I can't even keep up!"

Zhao Long quickly explained, "Commander, we really didn't expect things to develop like this."

"My thinking at the time was very simple."

"Zhao Yihang is, after all,..."

As he said this, he subconsciously glanced into the distance.

After making sure no one was approaching, he lowered his voice and continued, "After all, he is your son."

"With him by Wu Hanfeng's side, he should be able to offer some advice at crucial moments."

Zhao Yuanchao glared at him.

Did you see him try to persuade her today?

"no."

"What did he do?"

Zhao Long remained silent for a few seconds.

"They're mainly responsible for punishing you."

Zhao Yuanchao felt a sharp pain in his chest.

That's an unpleasant statement.

But it is incredibly accurate.

Li Cuicui also felt that Zhao Long's words were too direct, and quickly tried to remedy the situation.

"Commander, let's look at it from a different perspective."

"At least Aircraft Company I works very diligently."

"They didn't even spare you."

"This shows he's principled and doesn't care about family ties..."

When Li Cuicui mentioned the phrase "disowning even one's own family," she suddenly realized something was wrong and stopped speaking abruptly.

Zhao Yuanchao's face had turned completely black.

"Go on."

Li Cuicui quickly shook her head.

"That's all."

"Why did you stop talking?"

"The understanding that followed was not yet mature."

"I'll go back and think about it more deeply."

Zhao Yuanchao angrily retorted, "Did you waste all those ten thousand words you wrote today?"

"When it comes to spouting nonsense, he has a whole repertoire of it!"

Wang Gang, who had been standing to the side, finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Zhao Yuanchao suddenly turned his head.

"You're still laughing?"

Wang Gang waved his hand.

I'm not laughing at you.

"Then who are you laughing at?"

"I just think that Lao Li was right about something he said earlier."

Which sentence?

"Zhao Yihang is indeed very principled."

Wang Gang said earnestly, "Most people will consider the impact when they see their teachers or elders."

"He's different."

"His eyes lit up when he noticed that your two socks were different colors."

Zhao Yuanchao's face darkened further.

"My two socks are just slightly different shades!"

"The same color!"

Long Weiguo casually remarked from the side, "Whether it's the same color or not is no longer important."

"The important thing is that you wrote an extra five thousand words because of those socks."

Zhao Yuanchao: "..."

It would have been better if the army commander hadn't said anything.

Upon hearing this, he immediately felt that even his socks were uncomfortable.

Zhao Yuanchao glanced down.

The left foot is slightly deeper.

The right foot is slightly shallower.

You can't see it at all during the day unless you look closely.

But Zhao Yihang figured it out!

When a biological son meets his father, the first thing he doesn't do is look at his face, check his health, or ask if he has eaten.

Let's look at the socks first!

How can a son like this be expected to amount to anything if he isn't disciplined?