You were asked to be a conscript, but you created The Matrix

The SUV ran all the way and stopped at a bank when it reached the city.

Chen Jun immediately took Lei Keming to withdraw money.

Although his father was the richest man, it was his father, not him. Chen Jun had never applied for a VIP card, and he could only withdraw 50,000 yuan without making an appointment in advance.

Lei Keming had a dark face and swiped 50,000 yuan, and then another 50,000 yuan, a total of 100,000 yuan. Most of the property he had accumulated over the years was gone in an instant.

Back in the car, Chen Jun opened another big bag and put all the money into it.

Lei Keming was surprised to see that there were envelopes in the bag, and the envelopes were all blank, but bulging inside, which should be filled with money.

"What does this mean?"

Chen Jun said: "This money was donated by comrades in the regiment. The regiment meant that it was not named and it was difficult to return it. So the squad leader had no choice but to give it to him. It was a token of everyone's kindness."

"Originally I wanted to give him 5 million directly, but the country doesn't want to trouble the squad leader, let alone a comrade?"

"5 million?" Lei Keming looked at Chen Jun in surprise, "You have so much money? You won't rob it, right? Did you touch the corpse at the border?"

Chen Jun grabbed it casually, and immediately a mobile phone appeared in his hand. He quickly logged into the bank APP and handed it to Lei Keming.

"What nonsense, it was pocket money for three months back then. Recently, my family gave me another reward. I don't know the exact amount. You can transfer 100,000 to your account and I'll give it back to you."

Lei Keming subconsciously took the phone and glanced at the balance in the account.

Damn, eight digits!

Lei Keming's eyes widened instantly.

Although he knew some of Chen Jun's situation, he didn't know his identity as a rich second-generation, and couldn't help but complain: "Are you okay, kid? You are so rich and still serve in the army?"

While driving, Chen Jun said: "You are an art soldier in the art troupe, and you can take a gun to the battlefield. So what if I am a rich second-generation?"

Lei Keming was a little speechless. Is this kid praising me or insulting me?

"Among the rich second-generations I know, at your level, they are either dating female stars or playing with Internet celebrities. They change girlfriends as frequently as changing underwear. You are a super rich second-generation who is fighting so hard on the battlefield with your head on the line."

It really surprised Lei Keming.

After all, he fought in the gray area for a whole month before, which was really risking his life, no joke.

If Lei Keming himself fought for a month in that environment, he would not be sure to survive to the end.

Chen Jun, a rich second-generation, dared to fight so hard, how could it not be surprising?

The second generation of the rich, in this peaceful society, can enjoy their lives to the fullest, as carefree as they want, squandering themselves, wishing they could stay younger and live longer.

Chen Jun, the super second generation of the rich, seems to think his life is too long!

"You surprised me again." Lei Keming said, "I am getting more and more curious about you."

Chen Jun said, "Who stipulates that it must be the poor who protect the motherland? If the country needs it, I believe there must be many people like me who will take up guns and go to the battlefield at the first time. If there is a call, I will go!"

Lei Keming pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said, "You said it very well, don't say it next time."

If the second generation of the rich had the same idea as you, there would not be so many gossips every day.

Chen Jun is definitely an alternative, but Lei Keming also admires him.

For this reason, Chen Jun's arrogance is capitalized.

Lei Keming was not vague and directly transferred money to his account, but he only transferred 90,000.

"Ten thousand yuan, my gift." Lei Keming handed the phone to Chen Jun.

Chen Jun said: "You are the captain after all, can't you be more generous?"

Lei Keming's mouth twitched, and said: "Do you think everyone is like you, a rich second generation? I have contributed all my monthly salary. Really, you don't know how expensive food and oil are until you are the head of the family."

The car rushed all the way. About four hours later, the car slowly drove into Shi Guo's village under the navigation.

Chen Jun parked the car on an open space on the side of the road.

"Uncle, where is Shi Guo's home?" Chen Jun got off the car and saw an elderly villager coming, so he stepped forward to ask.

"Shi Guo's home?" The villager looked at Chen Jun and hesitated, "That, it's gone."

Chen Jun was surprised and said: "It's gone? Why is it gone?"

The villagers looked at Chen Jun in military uniform, and saw Lei Keming coming down, guessing that they should be Shi Guo's home.

The comrade-in-arms of the country said in peace: "It is ready. Now the village is building a beautiful countryside. As long as the old house is not occupied for three years, it will be demolished."

"Shi Guo has not come back for many years. He just needs a signature. Alas, the abominable contractor of this project is unethical and tricked him into signing. He thought he could share the land, but in the end... nothing, the old house is still someone else's."

"I don't know what Shi Guo did. He is disabled and brought back a pregnant woman. His hometown is ready to be demolished. Where can he go? He doesn't even have a place to stay. How can he live in the future?"

"Alas, those who carry out projects under the pretext of beautifying the countryside are unethical. Shi Guo is disabled, but he still bullies people like this. Aren't they afraid of retribution? People do things, and God is watching. Those people will have retribution sooner or later."

Chen Jun's heart tightened when he heard these words.

He knew that in order to refuse the country's funding, the squad leader probably didn't go through many procedures, and the villagers didn't know he was a hero.

They knew that Shi Guo retired due to disability and went home. As for the reason for his retirement... the squad leader would definitely not tell others.

Now, those local bullies are bullying!

"Where is Shi Guo's home?" Chen Jun asked anxiously.

"Go along this road for about 500 meters, then turn left, and you will see it. Alas, Shi Guo is a miserable child. He is the only one left at home. I thought he would have a promising future by joining the army, but I didn't expect it to be like this. Are you Shi Guo's comrades-in-arms? Help him, this child is too miserable." The villagers said helplessly, "The road is not easy to walk, it's faster for you to walk."

Chen Jun immediately ran towards the villagers, and Lei Keming hurriedly followed.

When the two ran about 500 meters and turned left again, they saw a group of people gathered there, which seemed very noisy, and there was a faint cry of a woman inside.

Chen Jun's face was ashen, and he could tell that it was the voice of his sister-in-law!

He rushed over like a cheetah, quickly squeezed through the crowd, and saw Shi Guo lying on the ground, his wheelchair had flown to the side.

Standing less than 5 meters in front of Shi Guo, stood a bald, fat, thick-necked man wearing a flowered shirt with a dog-shaped gold.

The other man had a domineering look on his face, and his eyes were full of disdain. He looked at Shi Guo lying on the ground with even more contempt.

The dog-shaped gold pointed at the sister-in-law who was blocking Shi Guo and cursed: "Hurry up and pull your man away. He has already signed. It is written very clearly in black and white. This project must be implemented immediately. Don't embarrass us. We are all for a meal, pregnant woman!"