"Do you guys think Deputy Company Commander Mo knows?"
The voice was very low, obviously lacking confidence.
Mo Shangjun glanced inside.
Three people were sitting on stools, huddled together with a cellphone, engrossed in whatever they were contemplating.
"Give it up, even if she knows, would you dare to ask her?"
"In our company, there are only two women—one is her and the other is Captain Lin. Asking Captain Lin... isn't that like seeking death?"
"Isn't going to Deputy Company Commander Mo also seeking death?"
"Both are courting death, but I feel Deputy Commander Mo might know more. Just look at her, she definitely has experience! Even if she doesn't, she can talk about it logically. And you know, I think she's pretty nice, not always frowning. Take training, for example, isn't it all for our benefit?"
"Haha, I'll never forget our first meeting, her Grim-Reaper-like approach..."
At the door, Mo Shangjun's expression stiffened slightly.
