Young Military Rarities

Slap on the table fiercely, Xiao Lao got up angrily, and gave a fierce glance at Zhou Zhijun before leaving. The atmosphere in the conference room suddenly filled with a weird and suffocating feeling. The representative of the family, who has always been at odds with each other, is unfortunately waiting for a good show, and he is good with them and feels embarrassing. This is so neat that everyone's face can't be fixed.

"Xiao Zhou, don't rush to recognize your relative, maybe just the same name and same name."

Xing Wanxin, who has never intervened, suddenly broke the silence in the room. He had never seen the three of the Yun family's older brothers and sisters. But since his beloved grandson has married Yun Che, he is the old Xing family. Yunyao's mother and son are also covered by his old Xing family. Zhou Zhijun, a man rising rapidly in the capital, enjoys the care of his boss and the support of the people, but his wife and children rely on his brother in the southwest base. Even the Zhou family spoke up and down. Yunyao's mother and child are already dead. If there is no inside story, his old man has lived for so many years. Even if there is no inside story, a man only cares about expanding his territory. Even his wife and children do not care, and it is not worthy of praise. In the case of a girl from another family, he can't control it. The old Xing family can't let him be so insulted.

"Sentencer"

Turning his head to his gaze, Zhou Zhijun's eyes were full of words, but for a while he couldn't say a word, he wasn't stupid, how could the veteran say what he said? But he really didn't know that his mother would hate Yunyao's mother and son so far, so he left such a lie!

"That's it for today's meeting."

I didn't want to listen to a junior quibble who couldn't even admit that he was wrong. Xing Wanxin stood up with a cane and passed Zhou Zhijun's side. He stepped a little, and his hands covered with age spots seemed to be soft and heavy and pressed on him. Shoulder "Xiao Zhou, home country, why is home first? A man who can't even protect his own home, how can we talk about Wei Guo?"

At the end of the speech, Xing Wanxin took the old Xing family members away, and outsiders generally advised and dismissed things between husband and wife. Xing Wanxin didn't mean anything, he just thought that a man connected his own family. The Ministry cannot protect the country, how can it protect the country? They are soldiers, and they should be responsible for it. A man who can't afford his own woman, even if his achievements are high, he will fail.

The people in the conference room gradually left, and finally only Liu Xizhao and Zhou Zhijun were left. Looking at this young man who has always been optimistic about him, Liu Xizhao loves and hates. His prestige in the army is not small, and he hastily When punishing him, the soldiers in the army must not be convinced. There is no one who can hold down those rough soldiers. He is also not good at controlling the army that has always been not convinced to him. For a moment, he really did n’t know what to do. Already.

"What the **** is going on? Didn't your parents vowed to say they were dead?"

I do n’t know how long after that, Liu Xizhao ’s repressed voice suddenly sounded, and his baby daughter became a third party. If this thing is passed on, how will the Liu family go out to meet people

"My mother has always disliked Yaoyao, and I didn't expect her to be the chief. Please approve me to go to the southwest for antidote and nutrient solution. I will find a way to handle it. By the way, I will take back my wife. child."

Halfway through the bitter words, Zhou Zhijun suddenly straightened his body and demanded that his wife and children were still alive. He could not wait for a moment and had to go to the southwest immediately.

"Who did you leave to lead the army?"

With sharp eyes, Liu Xizhao glared at him fiercely before leaving his sleeves. Zhou Zhijun took a moment's attention and quickly caught up. He had to go to the southwest and no longer allowed his wife and children to leave.

"Do you dare ?! You dare to pick up that funeral star, and the old lady will be killed here."

When he returned home, Zhou Zhijun was tired and explained that he was going to the southwest. He lost all military affairs in the capital, but Zhou's mother jumped like thunder, and Zhou's father also kept his face. In this case, the younger generation could not speak. Zhou Ting could only support her mother with a low eyebrow. Where no one saw it, the bottom of her eyes depicting delicate eye makeup was full of vicious grievances.

"Mom, would you like to make some sense? Yaoyao is the wife my Ming media is marrying, and Chenchen is my biological son, and also your own.

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