A courtyard house; Li Yunlong, a subordinate of the deputy director of Harbin Military Engineering I

"good!!!"

Old Nie slammed his hand on the table, the sound of his palm hitting the floor echoing in the quiet conference room, making everyone's eardrums tingle.

He stood up, paced around the room for a few steps, then turned back to look at Zhang Renfeng, his expression changing from relaxed to serious.

He had long heard from his old comrades that this kid was remarkable because he could always deliver a thunderous revelation from the silence, a moment of profound enlightenment.

Putting aside the question of whether this matter can actually happen, just hearing about it is incredibly satisfying.

I was skeptical when I first heard it, thinking that young people inevitably exaggerate. But after hearing it in person today, I finally understand what it means to live up to one's reputation.

He couldn't help but reconsider in his mind.

This son-in-law is not only a fierce fighter with great military achievements, but more importantly, he is clear-headed and knows what the country's backbone truly is!

We now have two major tasks to accomplish: ensuring we have enough to eat and strengthening national defense! Doesn't this perfectly align with our goals?

Such a person is almost wasting his talents to be the shield of the Republic!

This is the sword of our future republic!

Great! That's fantastic!

Old Nie stared at Zhang Renfeng for two seconds, his voice filled with an irrepressible warmth:

"He is not only a commander who can boost morale and excels in both military and political affairs, but also a military industry expert with strategic vision."

Okay, no matter how I look at it, both publicly and privately, I have to fight for you... no, I mean, I have to advocate for you.

When he said this, he deliberately emphasized the words "for you," as if he wanted to break down this favoritism and stuff it into Zhang Renfeng's hands.

But then, as if still unsure, he added,

"If this Rocket Force project really succeeds, the two of you will have to work together again. Such a major undertaking, involving a large branch of the military, inevitably requires someone with extensive experience to oversee it. But don't worry... Dean Chen is frail and often ill..."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Renfeng almost rolled his eyes so hard they disappeared into the back of his head.

Again.

Ever since he entered North Korea, the phrase "Dean Chen is frail and sickly" has haunted him like a curse.

The teacher said it, the legion commander said it, Old Xu said it, and now even my father-in-law is saying it.

He once suspected that these old leaders might have some kind of organization behind the scenes, specifically researching how to use Old Chen's health condition as an excuse.

Whenever it comes to his own job adjustment or personnel arrangements, he can simply say "Old Chen is frail and sickly" and everything will fall into place.

Despite his inner turmoil, he showed no sign of it on his face, simply replying politely:

"Okay, I've got it."

Old Nie nodded in satisfaction and patted him on the shoulder:

"Alright, go back now. Xiyue and the child are waiting for you at home. Since you're back, at least see your son first, so he doesn't grow up thinking his father is that name in the telegram."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Renfeng's inner warmth finally surged up.

But at the same time, he complained, "Oh, you were the one who kept me here, and now you're the one who's complaining about me!"

He stood up, saluted Old Nie, and said, "Then I'll be going now."

Old Nie waved his hand with a smile on his face, but didn't say anything more, just watched him walk out of the conference room.

As Zhang Renfeng emerged from the parade command post, Pei Shiqiang immediately opened the car door, and Zhang Renfeng urged the driver to speed up the entire way.

Old Nie watched Zhang Renfeng leave in a hurry and breathed a sigh of relief. "My goodness, he's truly one of my treasure boys!"

"Sigh, it's tough on Dean Chen. Whenever it comes to personnel appointments involving Zhang Renfeng, he's always brought up as a scapegoat."

Of course, this is also because the leaders are worried about his health. Shouldn't he be grateful to us for having a young partner to work with?