Laid out.
Fang Huai's eyes widened.
After a long pause, he coughed dryly, "Damn, I'm convinced, you really have the clout, after all, you're the leader, a big shot in the whole regiment, you've sucked everyone dry, haven't you?"
Deng Li in front of him couldn't help but laugh, "We're all minor characters, you and the Chief of Staff are the big shots. You instruct, we learn."
Fang Huai looked at these faces under the blazing sun as if he saw an era of firefighting.
He sighed and said, "Who instructs whom in the future is not certain, let's learn from each other."
The comrades from the north watched silently, feeling something was off.
Very damn off.
Why are you guys flattering each other in front of us?
Treating us like air?
Sun Jia couldn't help but ask, "Hey, Zeng Jieyi, I heard you broke the national record in this year's Corps Martial Arts Competition?"
