I enlisted four times! My former unit blacklisted me.

Inside the private room.

Zhao Yuanchao patted twice more before finally stopping.

Zhao Yihang leaned against the wall, his hands hanging obediently at his sides.

I'm not running anymore.

I'm not hiding anymore.

They've stopped researching protected areas.

He was so well-behaved, it was as if he had just completed his military training again.

Zhao Yuanchao stood in front of him.

"Was yesterday a great day?"

Zhao Yihang shook his head.

Zhao Yuanchao looked at him.

"to be honest."

Zhao Yihang swallowed hard.

"A little."

"A little?"

"...That felt great."

Zhao Yuanchao slowly raised the belt.

Zhao Yihang immediately added, "But I'm not happy about it now!"

"I fully understand now!"

"And their understanding is exceptionally profound!"

Zhao Yuanchao snorted coldly.

"Now you know what filial piety and parental love mean?"

Zhao Yihang looked at the belt in his hand, his voice very soft.

"understood."

"How do you understand?"

"The father held the belt kindly."

"The son stood still and didn't run away, being a dutiful son."

Zhao Yuanchao had been keeping a straight face.

Hearing the last sentence, I finally laughed out of anger.

"You brat!"

"Stop trying to talk your way out of this!"

"If I don't beat you so badly your own mother wouldn't recognize you today, I'll change my surname to yours!"

"Father, we share the same surname, there's no need to fight," Zhao Yihang called out.

Zhao Yuanchao gave a cold laugh: "If you kill me, then you're not!"

Zhao Yihang opened his mouth, almost saying another sentence.

Fortunately, this time he managed to stop the car in time.

We can't accept any more.

If your own father has already said all this, continuing the discussion could easily turn the family tree into a will.

Zhao Yihang quickly waved his hand.

"Dad, I won't say anymore."

"I will reflect on this now."

Zhao Yuanchao looked at him coldly.

"Your mouth is never idle, even when you're reflecting on your actions!"

After saying that, he put the belt in his hand aside.

Zhao Yihang's eyes lit up instantly.

I've let it go!

Seven Wolves has given up!

Could it be that my sincere apology just now finally made my father feel my filial piety?

Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief, Zhao Yuanchao reached out and grabbed his sleeve.

The next second, a fist landed squarely on his shoulder and back.

"Ouch!"

Zhao Yihang's joy was abruptly cut short.

So education hasn't ended after all.

The teaching methods have been updated!

Seven Wolves is an external device.

The fists and feet are original equipment!

He shrugged and dodged to the side.

Zhao Yuanchao didn't give him a chance to go around the table again. He grabbed the man by the sleeve, pulled him back, and kicked him in the butt.

"You're letting yourself have ulterior motives!"

"You dare to mess with me all by yourself!"

"If someone makes a typo, just correct it!"

"When it comes to me, you make me copy the whole sentence three times!"

Zhao Yihang was kicked and lurched forward, but was pulled back by the sleeve.

He ran half a step out.

Backtrack.

The entire maneuver was declared a failure before it could even be fully deployed.

"dad!"

"That's to make a deeper impression!"

Zhao Yuanchao punched him twice on the back.

"good!"

"Now I'll make a lasting impression on you too!"

Zhao Yihang finally understood a principle.

When you're getting beaten up, you should never try to explain yourself.

In particular, you can't use the exact words you used to educate your father yesterday to explain it.

Because with each explanation, the father can find new educational justifications.

"I was wrong!"

"You were really wrong!"

"Please don't deepen it!"

"It's already a very deep impression on me!"

Zhao Yuanchao did not immediately let go.

He held it in all day yesterday.

When others are reprimanded, the worst that happens is that they are not wearing hats or their cuffs are not neat, and they are corrected on the spot.

He is different.

First, the socks.

Then there's the look in their eyes.

Then comes moving the position.

Finally, even the period in the inspection report became a key issue that needed to be studied.

A dignified teacher sat on the grass, writing a self-criticism while listening to his own son explain grammar to him.

Every time Zhao Yihang squatted down, his blood pressure would rise.

I finally got back to the guesthouse, but I still had to write over three thousand words.

I wrote until 4:47 AM!

When they met in the morning, Zhao Yihang served tea to Long Weiguo as an apology, then turned and told him—

The teapot is on the left; please pour the tea yourself.

This is hardly a son.

This is practically a debt I incurred when I was young, and now that I'm older, I'm finally starting to collect interest!

Zhao Yuanchao became angrier the more he thought about it.

Zhao Yihang shouted louder and louder.

"Ouch!"

"Dad! Be gentle!"

"My shoulder is my own flesh and blood too!"

"And the butt too!"

Zhao Yuanchao was so angry that he stopped in his tracks.

"I know!"

"You knew it, yet you still hit me!"

"That's why I didn't let you keep running around the table!"

As soon as he finished speaking, another kick followed.

Zhao Yihang quickly raised his leg to dodge.

But he was so focused on his father's fist that he didn't notice his footing and bumped into a chair leg as soon as he stepped out.

His body tilted to one side.

Zhao Yuanchao reached out and helped him steady.

Just as Zhao Yihang felt a little touched, his father picked up the belt next to him again.

That feeling of being touched vanished instantly.

"dad!"

"Haven't they already switched to fist and foot techniques?"

"Who says you can only choose one?"

Zhao Yihang's eyes widened.

Yesterday, the punishment he gave to the leaders was to choose between writing a self-criticism and squatting.

How did it become a package deal when it came to me?

fist.

foot.

Seven Wolves.

You can select all three options and even perform them in combination!

"Snapped!"

The belt fell onto the trouser leg.

Zhao Yihang jumped in surprise.

"Aww!"

This shout was even louder than before.

Outside the private room.

The smile on Li Cuicui's face slowly froze.

Just now, Zhao Yihang said he wanted to break with tradition, and he was squatting next to him laughing.

He could no longer laugh at the sounds coming from inside.

Zhao Long also stopped watching the spectacle.

The two exchanged a glance.

They both saw a hint of tension in each other's eyes.

"Old Li."

"Um?"

"Was it... a bit too intense?"

Li Cuicui did not answer immediately.

He subconsciously touched the back of his neck.

His hands were covered in a fine layer of sweat.

He was punished with writing 10,000 words on the training field yesterday, and he didn't sweat this much.

After all, writing 10,000 words is just tiring for the hands.

Listening to the sounds coming from inside now, I feel sorry for them.

Wang Gang also put down his phone.

Yesterday, he had worked with Zhao Yuanchao for many years and believed he had seen Zhao lose his temper quite a few times.

Training cadres.

Approval of work.

Slamming the table.

But today's scene is completely different from a work-related outburst.

Yesterday on the training field, Zhao Yuanchao was restrained by the rules, and his anger could only be expressed on his face.

Today, the door to the private room was closed.

The anger finally found an outlet.

Wu Hanfeng still had half an egg left in his hand.

He was eating.

Hearing Zhao Yihang's "Aww," he paused for a moment.

Li Cuicui immediately looked at him.

"Can you still eat this time?"

Wu Hanfeng looked down at the eggs.

"Wait a bit... for now."

Zhao Long's gaze fell on the door of the private room.

"Why don't we go in and try to persuade them?"

Li Cuicui nodded.

"I also think we should offer some advice."

"I'm really afraid that Comrade Zhao will betray his own family for the greater good."

After they finished speaking, neither of them moved.

I'm trying to persuade you.

Who goes in is another question that needs to be studied.

Finally, their gazes fell on Wu Hanfeng with perfect understanding.