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Nine hundred and ninetieth chapters enlarge the pattern

Luo Shumou is no longer the weak scholar three or four years ago. The low-key wise man shines on the stage of Yanjing and serves as a deputy in power in that important department. He is one of the few big names who can reach Tianting anytime and anywhere.

He has no support or gangs, and he has no foundation in Yanjing. He has lived in seclusion for several years, rarely participated in various social engagements, and rarely contacted people from all parties. He is a separate individual who is truly engaged in research on major directions and is deeply trusted by leaders.

At the level of Luo Shumou, once he is a separate individual, it will be valuable. Everyone knows that winning over Wushou will never easily offend this celebrity in the eyes of this senior executive. Anyone will respect him very much. A few words that deviate from the work environment will be taken seriously by many people.

People are very serious. Although they do not have the real power they hold in their hands, they have the ability to shock the world with a red mouth and white teeth.

His phone call came over and asked to talk to Zhang Shidong, which was not just a special relationship between the two parties. So when Zhang Shidong answered the phone, his mind had turned around hundreds of times, imagining the possible conversation content. What did he come to him for doing? What kind of things would make him talk to himself in a private way? Simple private matters?

"Qingshui's phone is also encrypted."

The first sentence that comes straight to the point is that you want to find a relatively safe dialogue environment, and there is no possibility of radio waves being leaked at all.

"I'm at your home in the Demon City." Zhang Shidong lit a cigarette, his voice calm and calm, revealing a sense of steadiness that had experienced strong winds and waves.

"The leader is paying attention to you recently." A sentence without any beginning or end is actually full of meaning. Zhang Shidong nodded as a response, waiting for the other party's following.

"You use more snacks to the City of Miracle and the Desert Cage. The matters of the X Army can be appropriately delegated. Its structure is not big for you at the moment."

Just one sentence, when it comes to the ears of those who are interested, it is almost the same, not to mention that it is worth a thousand gold. This is a point-of-mouth statement that allows a political family to adjust its overall strategic direction after listening to it. The content contained can infinitely extend to a situation that you cannot imagine.

Zhang Shidong was also stunned after hearing this. He knew that this was not what Luo Shumou wanted to say, he was passing on the message on behalf of others. And who could let him pass on the message without thinking about who it is. The key is what the subtext of conveying this sentence is? Is it just optimistic and trusting and expecting? Not simply, the strongest strategy pursued should have the effect. The failure of genetic drug research in the suburbs of Yanjing is the best proof. Now this is an era where you can show off your strengths and courage. The strong can go onto the stage of history. The world will also give you opportunities. Losing does not mean that you have a great loss, but having must have an advantage from multiple parties.

City of Miracle.

Desert cell.

X Army.

Indeed, compared with the first two, the X Army's structure is smaller, but it is only relative. At present, the entire army is recognized as the strongest combat-strengthening Special Operations Army. It is not an exaggeration to say that the combat effectiveness of an army is one to ten. Who doesn't envy Zhang Shidong, and who doesn't desire that position? Even Du Wentao, Zeng Haifeng and others are now the objects of envy by everyone. If it weren't for the tough backstage support when they came, it would probably be that X Army is so successful now that they have been transferred from their posts to pick peaches.

The pair of red eyes stared at the X Army, which made Zhang Shidong too lazy to return to the military camp. When he went back, he would encounter various things, and there would be various calls, and there would be various relationships to bring him over. A huge special operations army has only a structure of 40,000 people at present, and there would be room for many people to come in. After success, the X Army was a target of countless people, and they all wanted to come in and get a job. They all wanted to gild here. Now this is the cradle of promotion, which means that they can turn around quickly and gorgeously. Whoever has some ability doesn't want to come in and get in and get in.

Zhang Shidong was under pressure. Others had no power to find people on the surface, and the pressure from all over the country was concentrated on him alone. The pain on his shoulders was like roasting on fire. Many people scolded him, but many people admired him. They dared to take it. Others were not convinced. Many people could not do this spirit of being the first in the world. He was carrying it. Who would share the pressure with him? The political commissar, deputy commander and deputy commander of the political commissar, who used to cooperate very well, is now evasive and avoiding it. They have to be defeated by reality and start to manage their own small abacus.

Luo Shumou's phone call was like a jack, helping Zhang Shidong remove the jack burden that was pressing on his body.

A scholar died for his confidant. The leaders always valued and cared for Zhang Shidong. Although he had first-class ability to cause trouble, his ability to do things was top-notch. The leaders were angry and loved and had to use it. They also had to help him make things smooth. On the surface, this kid was a stone in the pit, but he loved it very much. Take the X Army as an example, isn't it beautiful?

That was really beautiful. It swept across the country for half a year and surprised countless people. Du Wentao, who cooperated, dared not have the intention of greed for merit. Who dared to say that the establishment of the X Army was also comparable to Zhang Shidong. He supported the skeleton alone and gave this army flesh and blood. He took this army to wipe out the humiliation of Northton last year, and made the first special operations army in China. Someone had already reported to the leaders and proposed to break up this army at some point in the future. The role of the sharp knife army is certainly obvious, but the strength of a fist is not really strong. The whole army is united into a rope and turned into an iron fist. This is why the entire army has not been blocked or opposed. The reason is that all the officers of this army are waiting to get a share of the pie.

Zhang Shidong took the pressure from the outside world, from the top, from the inside, from the human relationship, from all aspects by himself. He did not need to go to Yanjing to perform his merits, nor did he need to complain to anyone. He silently stood here, standing in the position of commander of the X Army, allowing anyone to attack in any way, ensuring that the X Army continued to have a full atmosphere before receiving the accurate orders from the top.

What kind of subordinates do you like? You don’t need to talk too much nonsense to do it. You can solve any difficulties on the way. If you encounter some difficult problems, you don’t push them up but solve them successfully. Zhang Shidong is such a subordinate. That’s why Luo Shumou’s call today is indirectly confirmed the reminder that Yu Jingwei, the eldest son of the Demon City, told him that in the future, perhaps at the highest level, it is really possible to change again and join a person in military uniform.

"Uncle Luo, are you tired?" Zhang Shidong adjusted his mood and asked a seemingly homely word.

The opposite side was obviously stuck for a while, and after a few seconds, Luo Shumou laughed twice: "It doesn't matter whether he is tired or not, he is working everywhere."

Zhang Shidong smiled and said, "If people outside hear this, they will probably say that you are arrogant."

Luo Shumou responded indifferently: "What they say doesn't matter, doesn't they? I can't hear what they say."

Zhang Shidong agreed and said, "Yes, I will retire completely after working for a few more years. At that time, I will be at a high level. The life of Xianyun Yehe is destined to be envious of others. In the life that the demons have not completed, they can continue to continue."

Luo Shumou: "Yes, high-intensity work for eight or nine years will bring about dull tranquility in the next ten or twenty years. Do you think it is worth it?"

Zhang Shidong breathed a sigh of relief: "In the past or two years, I will arrange Luo Qinghu properly, and Qingshui doesn't need any changes."

Luo Shumou sighed with the bitterness of bent down by five dou of rice. He and his wife may not care about fame and fortune, but they cannot let the children follow him to do academic work. They also have to live in this social system, especially their eldest daughter Luo Qinghu, who is a vulgar. Can they continue to live in the favorable life guarantee of ordinary people in the future? Luo Shumou knows that he can say nothing now and do nothing. If he doesn't say anything or not, others will give some care for others. Once he says it, his current transcendent status will be gone, and it does not conform to his personality bottom line. Zhang Shidong's ability to take the initiative to take it on is undoubtedly a solution to the biggest heart disease of Luo Shumou and his wife.

"Be careful outside, the people outside are curious about you, and the people at home are about you..." Luo Shumou did not say the following words. He knew that Zhang Shidong could understand, and some words would be boring if they explained them. The Yin Knife behind them is the most terrifying. Be careful not to obey other people's words.

"Well, I'll take two days off and I'll start to accept it."

After stretching, Zhang Shidong hung up the phone and looked at the girl sitting there eating sour plums and reading books. Even the provincial and ministerial level could not wait to listen to the phone. Luo Qingshui was just an ordinary phone call. She didn't even hear a word they said, nor did she care about what they said. No matter what content it was, it was meaningless to her, and she didn't care at all.

He smiled and picked up Luo Qingshui, with a bully smile on his face. The beard that appeared tying her tender skin, and his mouth smelled of smoke arched on Luo Qingshui's mouth.

"The long night is long, let's do some secular world first. You Miss Luo's birth life will be hard after I'm satisfied."

Luo Qingshui's face turned red. Women's sensitivity to love is high and low, but no matter whether it is high or low, they will gradually fall in love with this game of going in and out. Every saturation will make the woman feel extremely fulfilled.

The orders from the superiors came to Zhang Shidong's taste were most in line with the orders. The ones carrying them on their shoulders were getting heavier and he almost couldn't bear them anymore. Now that I'm fine, I can finally relax, and someone finally helped me carry them.

"Ah, girl, I'm here."

Luo Qingshui closed her eyes with a red face. She didn't dare to look at it, but she couldn't bear to let such a wonderful time pass in the dark. She raised her hand and gently turned on the desk lamp at the head of the bed, and then looked at the other person. The tenderness and sweetness that she had never had before will be staring at you until you were melted by this look. When a slight sound was squeezed out from her closed mouth, it would immediately sniff your bones.
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