Chapter 247 Zhou Kehu: Why is Wei Hong here too? [Please subscribe! Please give me a monthly ticket!] Zhao Weihong had never thought in his life that someone could cause his brain to short-circuit twice in just two hours. Wang Chuan said. Zhao Weihong went from being a patrol officer of the three armed forces to a receptionist in the military district. This is not a big deal. The most outrageous thing is that Zhao Weihong has become a leader! The military district assigned him several cadres, plus a public service platoon that could be deployed at any time and mainly served as drivers, all of whom were under the leadership of Zhao Weihong. Moreover, the rank of this group of cadres is not low, and most of them are colonels. Whenever it came to Wang Chuan's affairs, these officers would rush to find Zhao Weihong and salute and ask for instructions from him like new recruits. Squad Leader Zhao, the leader has new arrangements next! Would it be convenient for you to ask the leader if he has any other ideas about this arrangement? This scene looks very funny though.
But even Zhao Weihong herself felt a little awkward. A group of cadres kept surrounding Zhao Weihong all day, anxious and calling her "squad leader" and "leader". It feels so good, no, it’s so outrageous! But there is no way. Wang Chuan refused to communicate with any reception staff other than Zhao Weihong, and even said something like, "Don't I even have the right to choose a reception staff?" Isn't this pure scoundrel! But Wang Chuan has the capital to act like a rogue! Fortunately, Zhao Weihong used to be a clerk, and when he was in the 347th Regiment, he often moved around various departments of the organization. Although I was a little unfamiliar with handling these things at first, I soon became proficient in them. In addition, Zhao Weihong is not the kind of person who does not know his position. When interacting with other cadres, he always keeps his identity in mind and always maintains the necessary humility. After spending a few days together, I found that this reception team, which specializes in being "outrageous", is actually running quite well! However, the other people who came with Wang Chuan did not have such a pleasant time these days. Especially the guard platoon. It was already very embarrassing that they were both "killed instantly" by Zhao Weihong. As a result, Zhao Weihong, the patrol officer, inexplicably became Wang Chuan's receptionist. He has been with them day and night for the past few days, which is equivalent to exposing their scars all the time and reminding them of the shame of being defeated by the patrol officers! That alone would be fine. What’s even worse is that Zhao Weihong is still training with them! Wang Chuan's style has always been tough. Even when he was busiest at work, he would never miss morning exercises and his afternoon routine physical training. After arriving in Liaodong, the period of waiting for the meeting to begin was naturally no exception.
Since the leader is so "dedicated", the officers and soldiers under him certainly cannot be idle, and they all accompany Wang Chuan in training. There is no need to say more about Zhao Weihong. Even if Wang Chuan doesn't want to practice, he has to practice by himself. Even if Wang Chuan tries to stop him, he will dare to get angry with Wang Chuan! And this became the beginning of a nightmare for the guard platoon and even the group of lieutenants and colonels! At the airport, Zhao Weihong has proved with practical actions that in the subject of fighting, no one among the people brought by Wang Chuan is his match! But it is obviously unlikely to make the guard platoon submit to Zhao Weihong. After all, they are a formal fully trained unit! Everyone's qualities are sufficient to qualify for special forces selection! How could Zhao Weihong, a military patrol officer on duty all day, be better than them in everything? Yes. After seeing that Zhao Weihong actually "overestimated his own abilities" and chose to train with them. Many people in the guard platoon were so excited that they were about to cry! As soldiers who attach great importance to honor, they dream of avenging their humiliation! But they didn't expect that the opportunity to avenge their shame would come so soon! All of a sudden, everyone in the guard platoon was ready to go, swearing that even if it cost them their lives, they would defeat Zhao Weihong on the training ground and get back the lost ground! Otherwise, if we go back like this, some people will say that the elite guards of the Bashu military district are not as good as the three-army patrol of the Liaodong military district. Are they still alive? Not much to say. The shame must be avenged! The guard platoon's determination to fight to the death turned into substantial resentment, adding a tense atmosphere to the peaceful guesthouse! They even discussed a set of tactics seriously. What kind of war of attrition, exploratory war, and surprise attack? It looks quite realistic! You can wait until the training starts. Everyone in the guard platoon suddenly made a desperate discovery. Their so-called plans are totally useless! To be precise, from the beginning to the end, Zhao Weihong treated them as opponents and trained on his own according to his usual pace. But this is still a level that the guards are far behind! Obstacle running basic strength training These were subjects that once made everyone in the guard platoon proud. In front of Zhao Weihong, it became another humiliation for them! Wang Chuan even had an idea and found a place to have a shooting competition with Zhao Weihong and the guards! The results speak for themselves. Zhao Weihong, every shot hit the mark, and in full automatic mode, the ferocious Type 81 rifle did not even shake in his hand, as if it was welded to his hand! Seeing this, Wang Chuan liked Zhao Weihong, who was both talented in literature and martial arts, more and more, and made up his mind to take Zhao Weihong back! But for the guards No matter how Wang Chuan looked at it, he just felt displeased! "How did you do that?" "Not only are your legs and feet not as agile as others, but your gun is not as accurate as others?" "You can't even beat a patrol. I think you just need some practice!" Faced with Wang Chuan's angry rebuke, these guards, who were usually extremely proud, dared not say a word and all lowered their heads to endure the scolding. But in my heart. They still feel very aggrieved. It’s not that they can’t beat the pickets.
But he can't compare to Zhao Weihong! Who can be as serious as him? No special forces soldier is as awesome as him! Fortunately, Zhao Weihong now does not regard himself as a patrol, but acts as a "receptionist". Otherwise, Zhao Weihong could have trained some people and explained the rules to them. That's what it means to suffer! fortunately. Zhao Weihong did not do so. As the meeting time drew closer, the days that had made the guards feel miserable and miserable were finally coming to an end! "Wei Hong!" Hearing Wang Chuan's call, Zhao Weihong, who was sweating profusely on the track, slowly slowed down, trotted to Wang Chuan, and stood at attention. "Commander, what do you want?" As he spoke, Zhao Weihong took out a small notebook from his pocket, and then pulled out a pen from his shirt pocket, pretending to record what Wang Chuan would say next. This is a habit Zhao Weihong developed during his work in the past few days. "No need to be so formal." "It's about you!" "About me?" Hearing this, Zhao Weihong was a little surprised, and the paper and pen in his hand slowly dropped. "Ah." He signaled Zhao Weihong to come to his side with his eyes. Wang Chuan was taking Zhao Weihong for a walk when he spoke casually. "You know, I came here this time for a meeting." "The meeting will begin tomorrow." “The meeting took a bit too long.” "I'm old, and I can't sit still easily." "I'll have to trouble you again." In order to match his remarks, Wang Chuan also pounded his waist in an exaggerated manner. But his back was still subconsciously straight, making his movements look very funny. "Tomorrow, you still follow me." "If I leave during the meeting, you must write down every word of what happened during my absence." "I'll see it when I get back."
"How about it, can you accept it?" Zhao Weihong frowned slightly and listened carefully to Wang Chuan's request. After Wang Chuan finished speaking, he looked at Zhao Weihong with interest. Zhao Weihong's brows immediately relaxed and he said confidently. "Don't worry, Chief." "My mission these days is to meet all your needs!" "Just taking a note, nothing to worry about." "Guaranteed to complete the mission!" "Ah, very good!" "Then it's up to you!" Wang Chuan patted Zhao Weihong's shoulder heavily, his eyes filled with inexplicable depth. At this time, Zhao Weihong obviously had not realized it yet. What exactly do Wang Chuan’s words mean to him! Sitting in my office. Zhou Kehu withdrew his gaze from the document, took off his glasses, and asked his correspondent in a tired tone. "What time does tomorrow's meeting start?" "It's nine in the morning. As the host, we have to enter ten minutes early." "Ah!" The correspondent's answer was very normal, but Zhou Kehu suddenly sneered, as if he was remembering something. Sitting in the seat, he was lost in thought for a moment. Zhou Kehu then spoke again. "Write it down." "When the meeting is almost over, ask Wei Hong to come over. No one is needed to accompany her." "Speaking of this." "He has been in the garrison for almost a month, right?" "Yes." After pondering for a moment, Zhou Kehu raised his head slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but suddenly stopped. After a long while, Zhou Kehu spoke somewhat abruptly. "Please prepare a gift for me. It doesn't have to be expensive, as long as it's thoughtful."
"It's not easy for my old comrade to come here. I can't let him go back empty-handed." "Yes!" The next morning. Zhou Kehu entered the venue on time. After participants from other military districts entered the venue, Zhou Kehu turned around and looked for Wang Chuan in the crowd. Tell the truth. Zhou Kehu really missed Wang Chuan a little after not seeing him for many years. Until I finally found that familiar face in the crowd. Zhou Kehu couldn't help but give a very cordial smile to Wang Chuan and Zhao Weihong who was standing beside him. After so many years, this old guy hasn't changed at all. Wait a minute! Something seems wrong! Zhou Kehu, who had just sat down, suddenly turned back in a hurry, squinted his eyes and looked at him carefully for a moment, then his eyes widened instantly! Why is Wei Hong here too? Good night, brothers! Dongliu is going to sleep! (End of this chapter)