Forced to marry a disabled man in the countryside? I'll repay you tenfold!

"It's still a first-class merit! Seven lurking agents were killed on the spot, eleven were captured alive, and a batch of classified intelligence that was about to be smuggled out of the country was seized."

The organization has issued a special commendation order, officially appointing your spouse, Comrade Zhou Yanshen, as the commander of the Second Group Army of the Bincheng Military Region.

Your partner is really something—that place is a very well-hidden spy liaison station, hidden under the courtyard house for several years, and several groups of people had investigated it before but failed to find any clues.

Your spouse glanced around the alleyway and immediately recognized the two escaped spy chiefs you'd crossed paths with years ago. Without a word, she followed them inside and single-handedly wiped out the entire liaison station's firepower. Such courage and keen insight—you won't find another like her in the entire army!

Su Wanqing's lips twitched, and for a moment she didn't know what to say.

What's going on? Zhou Yanshen just went out to look at a house, and he's already done something amazing again?

Another promotion?

In the original text, he was promoted to army commander later. Now, at this pace, is he going to directly surpass army commander and aim for even higher?

This guy probably treats military merits like some kind of daily check-in task, isn't he?

She was lost in thought when Secretary Zhou, beaming with joy, approached her, his face a picture of happiness.

"Comrade Su Wanqing, there's more good news—didn't you want to buy that courtyard house in front this morning? The one with complicated property rights and eight households that's hard to move? Now you don't need to buy it! The organization has specially approved that the courtyard house be awarded to you directly."

Su Wanqing blinked, her mind still reeling from the news that "Zhou Yanshen has done another good deed," before she was stunned by this sudden revelation:

"Huh? Why? Isn't the property rights of that courtyard unclear? Aren't there eight families living there? No matter how you look at it, this seems like a difficult situation to resolve?"

Secretary Zhou shook his head with a sigh, his tone full of regret:

"Because the so-called 'residents' in that courtyard are members of the spy liaison station—the one in charge is the capitalist you found out about who fled abroad! Over the past few years, they have been lurking in the heart of the capital, stealing a lot of classified information, and have also assisted overseas agents in their secret escapes on multiple occasions."

None of those eight households were innocent—they were all connected to the intelligence organization and have now all been brought to justice. Therefore, the property rights issue is naturally irrelevant; the organization has directly reclaimed the house, and it will be awarded to you as a family reward for this first-class merit.

Su Wanqing remained silent for several seconds before finally managing to utter, "...As expected of Zhou Yanshen."

She really didn't know what to say about this luck and this fighting power.

OK OK.

This trip was absolutely worthwhile—she was still figuring out how to spend money to buy the house, but her husband won it back for her with his military merits, without her having to spend a single penny, and even saving her the trouble of demolition and resettlement.

She had been thinking about how to talk to those eight families about moving, but now it's all good. They're spies, after all; the organization just asked them to leave cleanly and efficiently.

So awesome! So satisfying!

"Alright, since the organization is so kind, I'll accept it." Su Wanqing smiled, her eyes crinkling with barely suppressed joy. It was a reward, after all, she had to accept it; refusing would be disrespectful to her man.

Secretary Zhou quickly replied, "Then I'll arrange for someone to handle the formalities this afternoon. The site over there is almost cleared up now. This afternoon, I'll call Director Guo, and you can explain the renovation requirements for those two courtyards, along with the newly awarded one, to the comrades at the housing management office. The three courtyards are adjacent to each other; you can connect them however you like and renovate them however you want."

"Okay." Su Wanqing was so happy that her heart was practically bubbling with joy, feeling that this trip to the capital was definitely the right one.

Let her renovate the house here according to her ideas first, so that when she comes next time, she can move in with just her bags. A three-courtyard house with flower gardens and lotus ponds, just thinking about it makes her feel comfortable.

The marshal was in a good mood. He overheard something, waved his hand, and exclaimed with great pride:

"Don't be stingy! Since this house was awarded to Comrade Zhou Yanshen, who risked his life for it, let's renovate it beautifully for him—the renovation costs for all three courtyards will be approved by the organization!"

Comrade Zhou Yanshen has rendered a great service this time. If it weren't for his sharp eyes and quick reaction, that batch of classified intelligence would have leaked overseas, resulting in incalculable losses and endangering comrades on several fronts. What's a few courtyards' repair costs? Approve!

Secretary Zhou quickly nodded and bowed as he wrote it down, "Yes, yes, I'll arrange it right away, I'll make sure it's done perfectly."

Just as they were having a lively conversation, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside. A young staff officer pushed open the door and came in. Before he could even give his report, a noisy commotion broke out in the corridor.

The marshal's good mood was immediately ruined, and he asked in great displeasure:

"What's going on outside? It's so noisy! Have no manners whatsoever?"

The staff officer who entered wiped the sweat from his brow, glanced quickly at Su Wanqing, and then cautiously replied:

"Reporting to the commander, it's two inspection teams from the US—they arrived three days early. They used to stay in the commander's reception suite in this building when they came before."

But this time you approved that suite for Comrade Su Wanqing, and the room you arranged for them was of a lower standard than in previous years.

When they arrived and saw that the room was not right, they immediately turned hostile and refused to go to their own room, causing a scene here instead.

They even boasted that we looked down on them, and that they wouldn't sell the good stuff they brought even if we begged them. They also said—"

"What else is there to say?" The marshal's face had darkened.

The staff officer forced himself to finish speaking: "He also said that it seems we're not sincere at all in wanting the import licenses for those Boeing aircraft and supercomputers. He said we can't even handle the most basic hospitality, so what cooperation are we talking about?"

"snort!"

The marshal slammed his fist on the armrest of his chair, his previous smiling expression vanishing instantly, replaced by a livid face.

"I think they're just deliberately causing trouble! Last year, they brought a bunch of outdated junk to make things difficult for us, treating a few expired technical parameter sheets like treasures, just because they're jealous that we can't produce foreign exchange, and they're trying every trick in the book to disgust us."

It's the same old trick again—arriving three days early without a word, starting to complain before even stepping inside. Are they here to do business or to act like royalty? A bunch of snobbish white pigs! Back when we were beating them so badly in the Korean War, why didn't they act like this with us?

Now they've got a few lousy skills and they think they're all that, don't they? They should take a good look at themselves in the mirror. Do they really think we'd have to live on our knees without them? Fuck them!