Young Master Officer’s Wife Pursuit

"I just want to tell him how to teach my soldiers to be less busy."

Mo Shangjun's tone was faint, as if he was just talking about a gossip.

but--

Pappa.

Appreciated several invisible slaps in a row.

Lin Qi and Li Liang stood together and looked at each other.

Mo Shangyun's behavior was terrifying.

This guy not only stubbornly attacked his own company, he refused to let another company down.

How did she live so big!

For this sex, it should have been beaten to death thousands of times!

The veteran's face was red and white by her words, and the others in the company suddenly understood why they all wanted to strangle Mo Fulian every time they saw Erlian training.

They also want to pinch!

"boom."

Ink spit out a word coolly.

Although he doesn't like the style of Mo Shangjun, Erlian people are still glad to accept this.

God knows how often they succumb to other companies!

Erlian is the bottom of every quarterly assessment. Even if they are busy, even if they are busy, they will not forget to laugh at them in front of them, or they have not been suppressed by force, but -

You can't win it on Dog Day!

Now, there is a tough and fearless deputy who is behind him, and of course they are not polite.

Shaking hands like catching a dog!

Almost everyone in the second company has gathered here, and the other companies are scattered. Even if they stand together, their momentum is a little weaker. Naturally, it is impossible for them to compete with them, so they chose very honestly. go away.

After a while, there were only two people left on the playground.

Seeing this, everyone was so proud, but then, Mo Shangyun poured cold water on them--

"Rookies go together."

Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows slightly, and said to them impatiently.

Solve it early and go back early. It's also uncomfortable to drink the northwest wind here.

As soon as the voice fell, everyone felt good about the rising point of her, and suddenly disappeared.

Still so arrogant, still so beating--

Ah, I really can't have hope for her!

"Mo Fulian, are you serious?" a simple recruit asked her incredulously.

"Otherwise?" Mo Shangyun asked leisurely.

The simple recruit blinked, carefully counted the number of recruits, and then completely ignorant.

After waiting for a while, but still not waiting, Mo Shangyun shrugged, "Wait three seconds, don't do it again, you automatically admit defeat."

Facts have proved that the existence of radical law is still necessary.

As soon as this remark came out, except for Yongming, the rest of them pulled their feet and rushed towards Mo Shangyun.

Since she is so confident, they don't need to be polite!

Group fight!

If you don’t beat her, they will not be men!

Mo Shangyun smiled deeper on the lips.

The veterans standing around looked at this posture, and their hearts shrank suddenly, but after seeing the two recruits fall to the ground in an instant, they found out silently that their worries were unnecessary.

Lang Yan, who got the news in the office, hurried over, and when he saw the scene of the fight, his face was green.

"what happened?"

Forcing himself to remain calm, Lang Yan walked to the three platoon leaders.

Li Liang looked at him and told him about the general situation. He did not miss even a series of screams by Mo Shangyun.

Lang Yan said he was very tangled.

Entering the military school, under the company, Lang Yan put on the military equipment for six years. I have seen all kinds of soldiers, but I have never seen such a toss.

Do a good job of ideological work, thanks to her ability to do so!

At the time of their communication, Mo Shangyun has successfully let all recruits lie down on the ground.

"Mo Fulian!"

Seeing her standing in the center unharmed, Lang Yan shouted.

"Huh?" Mo Shanjun raised his eyelids when he turned sideways.

"Say good ideological work?" Lang Yan looked kind, but his heart was sad.

The cold wind blows, it all blows into my heart.

Mo Shangyun touched his nose conscientiously, and then said righteously, "I am doing it."

"..."

The crowd almost didn't spray her to death.

Shameless, she really said so!

When other people do ideological work, they appease the recruits. She has done well and kicked all the recruits. What about her face? !

Lang Yan's face changed and changed, and at the end, it was half loud before he said, "Come with me."

"Not finished yet..." Mo Shangyun shrugged quite innocently.

Seeing that she got a cheap and good-selling look, Lang Yanqi was not, nor was she laughing, and in the end she had to keep her face down, "No need to do it, let the counselor come by yourself."

"it is good."

Mo Shangyun clapped his hands and smiled.

With this smile, the people present only felt that the temperature was colder.

Lang Yan walked in front until he came to the two's office, he stopped.

Mo Shangyun then stopped.

"How did you fight them?" Lang Yan frowned tightly, unable to understand what she was thinking.

"Don't fight, do they know how many pounds they are?"

Dragging his office chair out, Mo Shangjun naturally sat down, his slender legs overlapped, and his movements were not idle.

Lang Yan thought about it, and realized that what she said made sense.

"I don't need to worry about it, you don't have to worry about it." Mo Shangyun symbolically comforted.

"I don't worry about them, I worry about the instructor!" Lang Yan raised his eyebrows and pulled out the office chair to sit down.

The little gangsters are not a problem, anyway, but if the instructor knows that Mo Shangyun is doing ideological work and fighting with the recruits, then things will be in trouble!

Now that the instructor has handed Mo Shangyun to him, then the trouble of Mo Shangyun must definitely let him bear part of it.

Lang Yanguang thought about it, and felt that his ears were going to cocoon.

Mo Shangyun pondered for a while, and said, "I will talk to them tomorrow to unify the caliber."

With a weird look at her, Lang Yan asked again, "What's going on with the company commander?"

"Visit his old man, by the way," Mo Shangyun rubbed his finger against his chin, narrowing his eyes slightly, "Exchange feelings."

"I tell you, don't mess with him, he's a temper, he can't offend."

"Not reasonable?" Mo Shangyun raised an eyebrow.

"That's not enough, but it's quite protective of the calf." Lang Yan commented objectively.

"Just be reasonable." Mo Shangyun was calm.

"You can't pick things up." Glancing at her alertly, Lang Yan's expression was rarely serious.

"I know."

"..."

Lang Yan suddenly had an ominous hunch.

Do you know?

The number in her heart is definitely not acceptable to ordinary people.