In the army, Zhai Sheng usually was not the smiley boss. Whenever he showed some expression, especially when he smiled, someone would be very unlucky. Hence, he was given such a nickname by the soldiers under his supervision.
However, his expression today seemingly revealed his anger blatantly. This was the first time that Zhou Jun had seen this after being under Zhai Sheng's wing for so many years. Hence, Zhou Jun immediately doubted his eyes.
"Zhou Jun?" As he had not received a reply from Zhou Jun after some time, Zhai Sheng knitted his eyebrows slightly, his eyes looking stern.
"Yes, Regiment Commander!" Zhou Jun put his feet together, stood up straight, placed his hand beside his ear, and saluted Zhai Sheng.
"Alright, take the watermelon and go back first."
"Yes, Regiment Commander!" Zhou Jun reacted according to Zhai Sheng's every command.
