Chen Fugui took Cao Jing to visit the ace unit of a certain branch of the 39th Army, and specially introduced the new main battle tank 99G to her. Including Zhou Quan, even the high-ranking officials at the division level and the top leaders of the group army did not understand why the Military Commission would prioritize sending the 99G to the 39th Army this time, rather than the 38th and 54th armies, which were traditionally the strategic reserve forces of the People's Liberation Army. Chen Fugui pointed to a Type 99 tank and said: "This thing is too fuel-hungry, it's an oil-guzzling tiger, consuming at least 7,000 yuan per hour. Every time I see these big guys, I want to let Er Gou take a look, he loves new toys, unfortunately, it can't be driven home, otherwise, when Er Gou got married, I could drive this thing to send Er Gou and his wife."

  Cao Jingjian couldn't help but laugh and cry at his fanciful ideas, perhaps because he mentioned Chen Ergou. His originally stern face relaxed slightly, and even the sharp eyes that she didn't dare to look directly at softened a lot. However, Cao Jingjian inadvertently caught a glimpse of the gloom hidden between his eyebrows, which never faded away. Cao Jingjian was helpless about this. Being forced to go to Nanjing had definitely left a psychological scar on this tall and impressive man in the army. It was reason that suppressed emotion, otherwise he would have immediately taken off his uniform and rushed to Shanghai. Cao Jingjian sighed quietly, and suddenly saw a strange scene.

  A 99G main battle tank, a tall and slender young man hanging from the barrel with one hand, suspended in mid-air, his other hand calmly holding a cigarette, taking an occasional puff, although his face can't be seen clearly, Cao Jingyue could absolutely imagine this guy's expression of being utterly nonchalant.

  In the middle of the cannon barrel sat a giant ape-like man with a build similar to Chen Fugui's, perhaps not as tall but definitely wider, with one leg hanging down and his cheek resting on it, staring at the sky in a daze, like a dull thinker.

  "Did Director Zhou tell you that the Northeast Tiger of Shenyang just evaluated you and two comrades, wanting to recruit all three of you?" Cao Qiangjian smiled. This was good news for everyone: for her, because she was Chen Fugui's direct recommender, and hadn't let her uncle Cao Fengming, who had opened a small back door, lose face; for Cao Fengming himself, now a lieutenant general in the Shenyang Military Region, it was also a good thing - not to mention the 39th Army, but the entire military region knew that the 4th Company of Hunters in the 39th Army had a most brave and fierce platoon leader, who had worn the rank of junior lieutenant in less than a year. For Chen Fugui himself, it was naturally an even more celebratory event. The military district's martial arts competition and the confrontation exercise with the Wanxi Military Region - two battles that made him famous, how shocking and astonishing! In peacetime, it was difficult for a soldier to cause a stir throughout the army. Cao Qiangjian knew that once Fugui entered the Northeast Tiger and wore that shoulder badge, he would be a true tiger, a sharp knife among sharp knives, and any future promotion or transfer would be a valuable experience that ordinary people could only look up to with envy.

  Chen Fugui nodded, seemingly not too excited about joining the Northeast Tiger Special Forces.

  It doesn't matter where the gold goes, it will always shine. No one has ever told him this, but his most respected grandfather only told him that two brothers are a great fate for several lifetimes, and as an older brother, he must bear the heavy burden. Protect Er Gou's poor body well. Even when he was dying, he held Rich's hand, but his turbid eyes looked at Er Gou, who refused to cry with a stubborn face. And before his mother passed away, she also said to give good things to Er Gou. This is a matter of course, and his mother indeed favored Er Gou for over 20 years without regret. Rich doesn't regret it either, nor does he feel heartbroken, because Er Gou has already paid the price of a white bear, and he doesn't want Er Gou to pay any more unbearable prices. Whether he is gold or not, whether he will shine or not, are all trivial matters, but being able to stand higher and climb higher, Chen Rich won't refuse. Now that his mother has passed away, the Chen family only has him and Er Gou left, and he wants to make a name for himself in the army so as not to disappoint his grandfather and mother.

  "What about those two?" Cao Jing pointed at the new Type 99G tank.

  "One was named Lin Juxiong, originally from Huanggang, Hubei Province. The other was Jiang Qingdi, who claimed to be half a Beijinger. Both were new recruits who had just enlisted and were like bandits, refusing to obey orders. On the second person's first day in the 4th company, he got into a fight with a group of old soldiers in the cafeteria, and later played a game of one-on-one, knocking down six people by himself. Now, his rice bowl always has the most food."

  Chen Fugui calmly said, pointing to the burly man sitting on the cannon tube, "He is Lin Juxiong, with a good physical quality, very daring to fight hard, and this morning he fought with two instructors from the special forces, didn't gain much advantage, nor did he suffer any losses. In wilderness survival, Jiang Qingdi was slightly better, that kid claimed his ancestors were all big bandits in Sichuan and Shandong, privately he could break the 8-meter rope climbing record of 6 seconds 2, with just a rope and a knife he could do some extraordinary things that ordinary people wouldn't dare to think about. In the mountains, he was indeed very clever, setting up traps and digging pitfalls was more complex than Erdog's, now the old soldiers in the 4th company's wilderness survival training all avoid him, because from time to time someone would step into his linked trap, it was hard to guard against, very difficult to deal with, a bandit who wouldn't give up after suffering a small loss, his mind was as cunning as Erdog's.

  This was the first time Chen Fugui had spoken so much in front of Cao Jing, so Cao Jing was certain that Lin Juxiong and Jiang Qingdi were probably the only two comrades who dared to get close to him at this moment. After all, Chen Fugui was no longer the silly big guy from Zhangjiashan, even the political commissar and the old army commander were willing to treat him as a treasure.

  "How can the three of you take down the headquarters of the 38th Army?" Cao Jing asked curiously.

  Chen Fugui smiled and didn't explain.

  When Cao Jingjian and Chen Fugui were discussing the two new recruits, Jiang Qingdi was also wondering who Cao Jingjian was. He took out a crumpled pack of cigarettes from his pocket, shook one out, picked it up with his mouth, put the pack back in his pocket, lit it with a lighter, and said with a look of intoxication: "Dumb bear, what's the story with that chick? I think she's pretty good-looking. After being stuck in that godforsaken 4th company for half a year, I'm about to suffocate. Even a mother would be attractive at this point. You take a look and see if she's really beautiful. If she is, I'll risk my life to snatch her from Fugui's hands."

  The big guy with a bruise on his cheek remained silent and ignored the slick young man.

  "Stupid bear, I just can't beat you up, otherwise I'd give you a few smacks and knock the wind out of you." A young man with one hand hanging from the cannon barrel for almost half an hour muttered hatefully, taking a fierce drag on his cigarette.

  The big guy just doesn't talk.

  A young man, who had just been rebuffed, stood smoking and gazing at the unfamiliar woman and Chen Fugui, whose head was about one brain taller than hers. The brain, which his parents called never willing to think on the right path, began to turn again. The procedures and processes for Chen Fugui's entry into the army were quite abnormal, and this man was really too outstanding. He made the 22-year-old proud and arrogant feel ashamed of himself for the first time. It turned out that his grandfather at home was right, the army was indeed a place where dragons and tigers hid.

  He was called Jiang Qingdi, and being a military officer was indeed the family's intention, but no one could have imagined that he would sneak into the Shenyang Military Region's 39th Army. The Prince Party? Red Second Generation? Jiang Qingdi despised these things the most in his life, and he never relied on internal information or reselling documents to get rich. Firstly, he was afraid of being beaten by his father and driven out of the house, secondly, it wasn't his style. He would rather be self-reliant and become the second Northeastern Qiao Sanzhong. Nor did he use his family's tiger skin to show off, besides, having grown up in a large courtyard in Beijing since childhood, he had seen many capable people, Jiang Qingdi was arrogant and domineering, but not as ignorant as the red three generations and four generations in movies and TV shows. In his opinion, being in Beijing, with one or two generals with gold stars on their shoulders or provincial-level officials eating government food at home, don't show off, it's embarrassing.

  That time during the military exercise, Jiang Qing knew in his gut that there must be one or two generals with the surname Jiang watching from the broadcasting hall, and he couldn't help but laugh to himself, while on the surface, he cursed the 39th Army together with his colleagues for being too cunning.

  If the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam will be crooked.

  Jiang Qingdi was smoking with a slant. What kind of man Jiang's family produced, he wasn't quite clear, one more cunning than the other, until at Old Master's place they became a group of sly old foxes.

  Jiang Qingdi wasn't afraid of heaven or earth, but from a young age, he was afraid of Old Man Chen Fugui, who liked to take naps in his chair. Among the few people Jiang Qingdi had met who could fight, Lin Juxiong was the first to be so overbearing. This morning, during the assessment, the first instructor from the Northeast Tiger Unit carelessly got knocked out by Lin Juxiong and lost consciousness. But when he collided with Chen Fugui, it was a different story - he had no choice but to admit defeat. It wasn't possible for ordinary humans to describe how Chen Fugui fought. Jiang Qingdi even thought that losing to Chen Fugui would be an honor. So when this guy refused to back down, Jiang Qingdi didn't hesitate to stand behind him with Lin Juxiong, like a trident thrust into the heart of the 38th Army, striking a crushing blow. It was partly luck, but mostly due to his unadulterated strength. Jiang Qingdi even felt a sense of "if you can't be the best, then don't bother trying".

  But most importantly, that majestic man said a sentence, I am just a farmer, grandfather is, mother is, younger brother is, I have been a farmer all my life.

  It was at this time that Jiang Qingdi finally admired Chen Fugui from the bottom of his heart.

  He glanced up at Lin Juxiong, a big man who was not good with words, and felt that this guy was also about the same as him in admiring and fearing Chen Fugui.

  "Big Big, think clearly about what to do next?" This was the nickname given by Jiang Qingdi to Lin Juxiong. He would either call him stupid bear or Big Big, and the latter often led to a severe beating.

  "This time Lin Jukui did not hit Jiang Qingdi, nor was he silent."

  "You're either training or spacing out, can't you come up with something for once?" Jiang Qingdi was so angry he felt like jumping up and scolding someone.

  "After I'm rich and famous, just follow me around, wherever I go, you go too, saves you from using your brain." Lin Juxiong scratched his head, revealing a radiant smile that was dazzling to the eyes.

  "You two unscrupulous scoundrels!"

  He cursed and spat out the cigarette, like a prostitute who had been played with but not paid, and began to shout, releasing his hands, jumping onto the ground, and rushing towards Cao Jingyuan and Chen Fugui with a madman-like ferocity.

  It goes without saying that Chen Fugui knocked him to the ground and gave him a good kicking.

  And this guy who usually likes to play games with his life is now tightly hugging Chen Fugui's thigh, with a sorrowful face, shouting and making Chen Fugui unable to help but increase his strength: "Fugui brother, you can't abandon me and not care about me, you have to take responsibility for me."

  A sleek black BMW drew a graceful arc, stopping in front of the striking Qinghe Tower in Nanjing Chemical Industry Park's Changlu area. Behind it followed an Audi A6, out of which stepped Fang Jie, who had successfully replaced Wei Duan Gong to fill the power vacuum at Qinghe Enterprise through a series of iron-fisted tactics. Two men in crisp suits, full of vigor, stood behind her, one on each side, slightly leaning back, making this female strong figure appear even more invincible.

  As soon as they stepped into the Qinghe Building, elite employees at various positions involuntarily retreated. For these workplace elites, Fang Jie with a red background didn't need to say much; she was an existence second only to the ultimate boss Wei Gong in Qinghe Enterprises. However, what really caught the attention of many female employees at Qinghe was the two men standing behind Fang Jie.

  The man on the left, with an air of elegance and refinement, seemed to be making his first appearance at Qinghe Tower. He exuded a sense of nobility and grandeur, as if he were a high-ranking official. On the other hand, the man on the right was the central figure in the company's internal gossip mill. Rumors swirled that he was the son-in-law of the Wei family, handpicked by the late Mr. Wei to take over the reins. Some even whispered that he was having an affair with Fang Jie. Others claimed that he was a young mastermind from Jiangsu Kunshan, hiding his true identity. Together with the Fang family, they had allegedly usurped the Wei family's vast fortune and power. The rumors flew thick and fast, but the young man's official title was simply Deputy Manager of Human Resources at Qinghe Industrial Group Headquarters - not an overly impressive position. Moreover, he was rarely seen entering the office, leading many to speculate that his role was merely a nominal one. Yet, no one dared underestimate this charismatic figure, who seemed to be surrounded by an aura of invincibility.

  Every time Fang Jie attended a board meeting, she was always the last to arrive, which was vastly different from Wei Duan Gong and had sparked much criticism. When Fang Jie pushed open the door and faced a new round of interest bargaining that was no less intense than a business battle, it was Chen Er Gou who closed the door for her. This man, who was like a thorn in the eyes of many big shots at Qinghe Industry, did not leave quietly as he usually did after closing the door. Instead, he scanned the room lightly and his gaze lingered on several high-level executives at Qinghe who thought they were the king of the jungle as soon as Wei Duan Gong left. Through the slowly closing gap in the door, these business tycoons caught a glimpse of Chen Qing behind him. As soon as they saw that cold face which could still exude a strong killing intent without saying a word, they all subconsciously shifted their bodies backward. When Fang Jie's two "dog legs" disappeared from view, they collectively let out a sigh of relief.

  The shopping mall deceived me, and I was blocked by a door. Chen Ergou stood at the door, leaning against the wall and smoking, while Chen Qingzhi closed his eyes to rest. He didn't understand Chen Ergou's eagerness to enter Qinghe Enterprise. For Chen Qingzhi, as long as he had enough money to live a better life than ordinary people, it was enough, and any more would be a burden.

  Different paths don't make plans together. Chen Ergou knew that Chen Qingzhi and himself were people with different ideologies, ambitions, and principles, so he only instructed Chen Qingzhi to do things without discussing why or what significance they had. Chen Qingzhi wasn't Wang Huzi, who would talk about money and women in front of him; it was like talking about worldly affairs with a wise monk - not reliable at all. Therefore, Chen Ergou liked to discuss matters alone with Wang Huzi, who seemed to appreciate the identity of "Dog Head Military Advisor". With just a bottle of wine and a pack of cigarettes, he could talk enthusiastically. As for interpersonal relationships, Wang Huzi had taught Chen Ergou many things and said many good words, such as advising him to strictly control the usage of that Huaxia Titanium Card. He should use it when necessary, like buying clothes for Chen Qingzhi or treating Chen Xiangyao's illness; otherwise, it would be excessive and not worth it. Wang Huzi also warned Chen Ergou not to get too close to people like Song Dynasty Crown Prince, saying that Fang Jie was a trusted driver of the Wei family, not an ambitious person focused on cultivating his own power. So now, Chen Ergou's relationship with several venue managers, including Shi Qingfeng, was very distant. Although he was anxious to build his own network, he endured and remained humble as a doorman for the Wei family. However, under Wang Huzi's reminder, he improved his relationship with Wei Xiacao, not daring to say that he had won over the young lady of the Wei family, but at least she no longer looked at him with disdain. When they ate together, Wei Xiacao finally didn't make a sour face anymore. Thus, Fang Jie let out a sigh of relief, and Chen Ergou also felt relieved.

  Everything is ready, only waiting for the east wind. Just wait for Qiao Liu's big move.

  Chen Ergou yearned more than anyone for Qiao Liu to stir up a big commotion, otherwise the Wei family would be a pot of thin soup with little water, and he wouldn't be able to gain any great benefits. This was very obvious logic, it's just that he didn't know this was already called wolfish ambition.

  Chen Ergou suddenly received a phone call from Wei Dongcang's daughter.

  "Second Dog, are you free today?"

  "Have to wait until your aunt finishes the board meeting, don't know what time it will end this afternoon, but definitely nothing tonight." Chen Ergou replied.

  "Today is my birthday, I'm formally inviting you to come to my home as a guest, my mom has also agreed, that's settled then, ok, no backing out." Wei Dong Chong hung up the phone with a slap, not giving Chen Er Gou any room for maneuver.

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