"An Ping?" Commander Zhang nodded, "Hmm. That name does sound like him. So, what trouble did his brother-in-law cause for him?"
"He got caught at a video hall during a crackdown on pornography and illegal publications."
"Ha." Hen Zhiyuan couldn't help but laugh, "This brother-in-law really has 'brought honor' to his brother-in-law."
"The young people these days really are..." Zhang Jianguo shook his head and said to the signalman, "Go and call the Chief of Staff here."
"Yes."
It only took a moment for Qin Jian to return, sweat beads trickling down his cheeks.
As soon as he entered the commander's office, he saw a cup of tea ready on Commander Zhang's desk. He picked it up, took a sip—not too hot—and then gulped it down.
"You rascal... That was my freshly brewed tea. I hadn't even had the chance to drink it, and now you've enjoyed it," Zhang Jianguo said helplessly with a smile, pouring another cup of water himself for Qin Jian, "Drink up, drink up!"
