Red Merry

('Xue Xiang slandered, the old man is venting his personal anger! The certificate given by your old man is only said to be a special ginseng, and all fools know that they are going to the grave to burn newspapers-who knows how much authority they have to fool the ghost? Xue Xiang was dissatisfied first, thinking Afterwards, I was overjoyed. Since the old man is angry with me and doesn’t fight, doesn’t that mean authorization in disguise? Don’t take advantage of the bastard. Xue Xiang is now a complete cheapskate. The more the old man scolds, the happier he is. As soon as the old man shut up, Xue Xiang Xiang Wupi said with a shameless smile: "Come on, follow your old instructions." After finishing speaking, he turned around and left.

Xue Xiang strode to the bamboo grove and pine array, and shouted: "An old man has an order, come to a class of brothers and cooperate with me." He blatantly issued orders in front of the old man, falsely preaching the imperial decree.

As soon as Xue Xiang finished speaking, there was commotion in the bamboo forest, pine array, roof, eaves, and even the flower garden. After a while, more than a hundred people appeared in front of him. I really don't know how they hid. More than 100 people quickly formed a queue, stood at attention, saluted, and said: "Please give instructions, chief!"

This is not a class, almost a company of people.This group of guys lurks and guards all day long, and they are so suffocated that they all want to go out with Xue Xiang to do missions.Anyway, Xue Xiang didn't name which class he wanted, and now he pushed forward cheekily one by one, regardless of what the chief executive in the distance thought.

Now it was Xue Xiang's turn to be dumbfounded. He didn't know their numbers and establishments at all. Although he was sure that all of these guards were elites among the elites, it was difficult to call whoever was not.Old General An was not angry when he heard Xue Xiang falsely preaching the imperial decree in the pavilion, but he didn't expect that Xue Xiang wanted a squad of people, and he got out of a company. , Everyone wants to slip out?Later, when I saw Xue Xiang embarrassed in the local area, the old man thought it was funny again, seeing how you arrange it, you have no hair on your mouth, you can't do things well, you must offend others.

Xue Xiang looked at the rows of tall and straight soldiers in camouflage uniforms in front of him, all of them trembled, and everyone had hopeful faces. It was really hard for him to choose.I want to say that the tallest ones stand out, they are about the same height at a glance, it seems that everyone's stature must be measured with a ruler to tell the difference between the tall and the short; I want to say which squad of fighters will go out, he doesn't know their height at all. Combat units are not divided by class.Xue Xiang scratched his head for a while, his eyes suddenly fell on the equipment of the soldiers, and he immediately took it into consideration, he shouted: "The soldiers with submachine guns come out, and the rest will disband on the spot and return to their original positions." , There was a neat and scattered retreat, leaving only a dozen or so soldiers with slightly charged, staying where they were, and paying attention to Xue Xiang.The fighters who got the chance were all very excited, and they could finally go out for activities.

After choosing the soldiers, Xue Xiang assigned the chief and deputy squad leaders for this operation. After making arrangements, he called the two soldiers to the trolley squad to drive the old man's convoy to the front door and wait.At this moment, he might as well pretend to be a tiger to the end, and enjoy the treatment of the head of the J committee.

The old general had expected that with Xue Xiang's ingenuity, it would not be too difficult to solve the personnel arrangement. What he didn't expect was that this kid stared at his face and didn't even say hello. drove away.The familiar roar sounded, and the old man's cholesterol instantly rose, and he was so uncomfortable that he couldn't help but cursed at the top of his voice: "Stinky boy, use chicken feathers as arrows!"

The old Wang on the side looked at it, and it was a little funny. Just now you said that people use the arrows as chicken feathers. I don't think that kid is a fuel-efficient lamp. I guess he is waiting for you to scold him.The smile on the corner of Old Wang's mouth was caught by Hua Shuai, who knocked on the table and said, "Xiao Wang, what are you up to, watching my old man's joke?"

Lao Wang hurriedly said seriously: "Chief, how dare I, I just think... I think you are a little..." Lao Wang hesitated to say a word.

The old man said displeased: "What is she like, she looks like a woman, and she can't say a word clearly. Don't you just think that I'm too nice to that kid? There's nothing wrong with it."

Lao Wang nodded and admitted that what the old general said was similar to what Lao Wang wanted to express, but the two words in Lao Wang's heart were better than what the old general said.He felt that the old general was not very kind to Xue Xiang, but spoiled him.

Old General An continued: "Tell me why I only value him?"

Lao Wang thought about it for a while, and said, "Talents are hard to come by!"

The old man sneered: "Slippery, it's as if I didn't say it. Could it be that I value idiots, but I'm on the point. This kid looks like a child-like escape and cunning, but in fact he is thoughtful and extremely intelligent. Especially for ZZ's sensitivity is simply frighteningly sharp. I compare him to Gan Luo and Yan Shifan, not Miao Zan. This kid is a combination of the two. How can he be able to detect the strong wind from the end of Qingping? The young man is simply an old thief who has been an official for many years."

Old Wang was taken aback by General An's words. The old general had seen countless people in his life, and he had never seen a young or even middle-aged man who received such a high evaluation from his old man.Lao Wang couldn't believe it, so he refilled his cup of tea and said, "Sir, isn't that a bit serious? I admit that he is very smart and clever, but I didn't find any difference between him and an ordinary young man. You see At noon, he recklessly hugged his things and came to beg you to solve his uncle's disaster, but it didn't work out, how is this a mature way of thinking."

Old General An snorted, and said, "You have shallow eyes, do you think that the main purpose of him coming here is for his uncle? This is just one of the purposes he wants to achieve. His main purpose is to miss him to the old man Those few crooked poems are intended to tell me that he has a clear understanding of the current situation. He is, jade is in the box to ask for a good price, and the hairpin is in the box to wait for the time to fly."

Lao Wang is proficient in secretarial and security services, but lacks an overall view of ZZ's trend.The old general's words aroused Lao Wang's curiosity: "Even if he sees the current political situation clearly, what role can he play as a child, he is just watching the fire from the other side and watching the excitement."

The old man loves and hates Lao Wang. Lao Wang is meticulous and meticulous in his work, and rarely makes mistakes. As a secretary and security guard, there is nothing to say; but occasionally chatting with him, especially those linked to ZZ, his dullness It's just dumbfounding.The old man pointed to the stone bench next to the stone table, motioned Old Wang to sit down, and said with a smile: "It seems that you are expected to be a secretary all your life. I am really worried about letting you go out and stand alone."

Lao Wang scratched the back of his head, and said embarrassedly: "It's good to be your secretary. When you don't need me someday, I'll go back to my hometown and plant the land for a few days. It's also good."

The old general smiled gratifiedly, and said: "When did I let the honest people suffer, don't worry, I have already thought out your way out for you, stay in the general government in the future, where is it suitable for you .”

Lao Wang nodded movedly. He didn't want to talk about this heavy topic. Time is a cruel topic for the old man.He seemed worried that during the conversation, the old man in front of him would rapidly age or even die.He changed the subject and said, "You haven't said what Xue Zi's intentions are?"

The old general said: "It's very simple, use my old man as a bridge. You didn't say it just now, he can only watch the fire from the other side, and he can't do anything. However, with my old man as a bridge, he will step over and lean into it." The old man is worthy People grow old and mature, to the point.

After Lao Wang knew Xue Xiang's plan, he gasped, what a kid he was, and his thoughts were so deep.Do you dare to intervene in a game of this level!Lao Wang was still a little puzzled: "Why are you willing to pave the way for him?"

"The reason is very simple. The road ahead is vast, and I can't see where the road is. I hope he is really my Gan Luo." Old General An sighed.

"What you said is too serious, you can't even see it clearly, and even a child can't see clearly." Old Wang was more surprised today than half his life. The road that the old general said was too heavy, related to a country, 56 ethnic groups, more than one billion people.

"I don't know if he can see clearly. At least he is a sensible person. There are not many sensible people nowadays." The old general looked up at the sky. In the self-talk: "It's funny to say, I put my hope on a child, my old man is really old. Xiao Wang, do you believe in fate?" He suddenly raised such a question that should have been taboo.

Lao Wang was completely shocked. He really didn't understand how the old chief who had believed in Marxism-Leninism all his life would ask the question of whether he believed in fate or not.Although he had doubts in his heart, Pharaoh still didn't ask, and only replied truthfully: "Xin!" This word is very short and powerful.In front of the old chief, he didn't need to hide his true thoughts.Lao Wang had studied the writings and theories of Marx, En, Lenin, Sri Lanka, and Ling, and felt that what they said was reasonable, but they could not overturn the simple fatalism in his heart.He has been asking, why these people have become great people, is it just because of their talent and hard work?No, there are many people who are astonishingly talented and hard-working than them. Why are those people immersed in the long river of history, obscurity, and turned into dust.They couldn't explain it with their theories, but Lao Wang's grandmother gave a clear explanation and replied: fate.

The old general was not surprised by Lao Wang's answer. He did not avoid or taboo this topic like most party members at that time.At his level and age, he has experienced too much and seen too much.The old man knows what propaganda is and what ZZ needs.The old man did not speak, lit a cigarette, sat under the breeze and bright moon, enjoying the rare tranquility.

Pharaoh Wang smelled smoke and didn't remind him to smoke less as usual.He was still thinking about why Elder An suddenly asked this question. The seeds of curiosity took root and sprouted in his heart, and he broke the silence with a voice: "Chief, does this have any connection with Boy Xue?"

Old General An puffed out his cigarette and said with a smile: "Where is it so mysterious, I thought of something and thought it was interesting, so I asked a question when I was so excited."

"What's the matter?" Old Wang broke the casserole.

"I have played chess all my life, no matter how badly I lost, I have only been stripped naked by two people in my life. One was today, and the other was in a cave 40 years ago." The old general smiled.

"Who won the chess?" The old general said solemnly, and the old Wang was startled, he had already guessed in his heart, and the voice of the question trembled in horror.

"You guessed it, why bother to ask." The old man glared at him.

"You don't think Xue kid can grow old with him..."

Old Wang's words were interrupted by the old general's laughter: "Hahaha, Xiao Wang, you can really think about it. It's an unreasonable thing. I just think it's quite interesting. After all, stripping a pig is not a good thing. I just remember it deeply.

Lao Wang didn't continue to ask, the old general used "fate" as a metaphor, what could he say, it was too boring and boring.

The old general and the old king drank tea and chatted under the moon, very leisurely, but Xue Xiang was extremely hot.

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