Go to bed.

Chen Ming came to serve and hang out for a while.

When I woke up, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon. I felt soft all over.

Alas, there is a knife on the head of the word "Se"!

Prepare to quit sex...

Cheng Yin is here and mutters to Shen Ming.

Zhang Yong was confused and didn't hear it very clearly. He seemed to mention himself?

"What happened?" asked lazily.

"Today's newspaper..." Cheng Yin stopped talking.

"What's wrong with the newspaper?"

"Today some newspapers are slandering you."

"What are you slandering me?"

"You are shameless and shameless, and you want to choose a concubine for yourself..."

"Choose a concubine?"

Zhang Yong immediately opened his eyes.

Alas, if you want to talk about this topic, I will not be sleepy!

get up.

Cheng Yin came up to serve the clothes.

His life is becoming more and more corrupt now.

In addition to going to the battlefield, I am usually at the back, so I really have to stretch out my hands and open my mouth for food.

It's just that I'm not going to the bathroom and no one will serve me.

Consciousness tells yourself that this will not work. But you can’t resist enjoyment!

Now, even if he can go back to the 21st century, he will definitely refuse. How could he be so arrogant in his later life?

Get dressed.

The meals are ready.

Zhang Rong made it. She made it a good dish.

Just sit, eat and read the newspaper.

Sure enough, I made it to the headlines of gossip and was sarcastic.

They are all tabloids, specializing in gossip news, and they are all title parties. They are not shocking and endless. They are extremely eye-catching.

Originally, it was to pick a marriage for the pilot, but in the end it turned out to choose a concubine for him, Zhang Yong, himself.

Well, no need to see it. I was attacked by humans.

I don’t know who the mastermind is. It may be a Japanese invader or a traitor.

But it's okay.

Even trivial matters are not considered trivial.

Just a few gossip tabloids, for him, Zhang Yong, nothing is wrong.

He doesn't care about this.

His skin can fill the Mariana Trench, what is that?

but……

Choose a concubine...

Otherwise, I would really choose a few young and beautiful ones, like Su Youxi. It would be pleasing to the eye.

At most, he was scolded by Jiang again. Then he was fine.

After scolding, he means he knows this. It is equivalent to filing it. It will be legal in the future.

All new life movements are restricting the people at the bottom.

"Boss, drink soup..."

Zhang Rong feeds him delicately.

The charm in his eyes was about to pull out the silk.

Clean up your mind.

Eat and drink enough.

Walk outside and stretch.

Alas, a peaceful life is actually quite good, slow-paced and comfortable.

"Report!"

A staff member has arrived.

Zhang Yong nodded.

"Reporting to the Commissioner, the Commander's Announcement."

"Give me."

Zhang Yong took it casually.

I glanced at it and then tilted my head and sighed that misfortune never came alone!

First, he was arranged on gossip news, and then he was removed from his post. The notice from the commander-in-chief was to remove him from Zhang Yong's post.

Removed his position as Director of the Strategic Intelligence Department of the Air Force of the National Government.

The Soviets made efforts behind the scenes.

If Chiang wants to give an explanation, then that's it.

Poor, this director of the Strategic Information Department is a real job! He has a salary of dozens of oceans every month.

Reason for dismissal? I didn't say it. I don't need to say it anyway.

Very miserable...

Finally I tasted the taste of being dismissed.

Not happy.

I want to lie flat and put it on the slap.

Anyway, I have been removed from my post. Anyway, I will do whatever I want.

I'm going to concentrate on making money...

However, another adviser has arrived.

"Sir, Commander Qian, please come over."

"oh."

I came to Commander Qian’s office lazily.

Yawning and sleepy, he said that he was in a bad state and didn't want to work.

Commander Qian smiled and shook his head. He was too lazy to pay attention to him.

No matter how stupid this kid is, he must understand this kind of official article.

Who should I show it to deliberately pretend to be so pitiful?

"Commander, I want to apply for a long vacation. I want to go on a vacation in the beautiful country..."

"Come on, don't pretend in front of me!"

"I'm serious. I'm so sad..."

"The Soviets are not easy to talk to. I don't know what benefits the Japanese have given."

"What kind of good intention can a weasel wish the chicken a New Year's greeting?"

"The problem is, we have no weight in speaking! Others can't listen."

“Mad…”

Zhang Yong swears in disappointment. Then he sat down.

Listeningly.

Yawning for the sky.

But I quickly cheered up again.
To be continued...