"Okay, I remember. Comrade Lu Xiaoxi, do you have any other advice?"

"Yes." Lu Xiaoxi is really not polite:

"Let's talk about Bei Jiajia. I believe that she is valued by you. She must be capable, but she does not have the cultivation to match her.

Others say that Bei Jiajia is willful, but I think this is caused by her improper leadership and management training. Isn’t it the root cause of her daring to make trouble?

I remember seeing the new recruits from the 137th Regiment. Their family backgrounds are different and they have never suffered any hardships. One is more skinny than the other. But a month later, the company commander of the new recruits can make them all become good soldiers who abide by discipline."

Gu Jiaan was really ashamed. He cherished his literary and artistic soldiers. The training of recruits has always been a formality. Even the recruits like Bei Jiajia and Huang Xiaoying went to report to the recruits and were rescued by him, the good regiment commander.

Now it seems that he is not helping them, but harming them.

When Gu Jiaan saw Gu Yu walking in, his eyes turned and asked:

"Did Gu Yu ask you to be a lobbyist?"

"What lobbyist?" Lu Xiaoxi's eyes were full of confusion.

Gu Yu walked over and heard something, and smiled and patted his third uncle on the shoulder:

"You ask me, your subordinates are obviously full of talents, so why do they lose to the Hongqi Art Troupe in Yanjing every year? You are a big man, but you can't compare to Shen Shumei's Master Mie Jue?

I have said a long time ago that everyone can understand this problem. Now that I know it, I’m not as good as a child!”

Uncle San was a little depressed and sighed without saying a word.

Shen Shumei, the leader of Renhongqi Art Troupe, is known as Miejue Shi Tai, just one word: Yan!

Under Shen Shumei, there is absolutely no such person as Bei Jiajia. Even if there are, he has to be a human being with his tail between his legs and dare not make trouble on the spot.

"Hmph, when I go back, I will train all the troops. Gu Yu, how about you helping uncle this time, do you do it yourself?"

"You can't afford to invite me." Gu Yu smiled: "You can't afford to invite people in my team either. If you know about it, you will be punished."

It seems that what Gu Yu said makes sense, and his third uncle is very depressed.

Fortunately, Gu Yu spoke again: "I can introduce Deputy Commander Zhang of the 137th Regiment to you."

"Zhang Aiguo?"

"Well, don't look like he is average and his military rank is not as high as yours.

They have led new recruits every year, and have also trained female soldiers. They are famous for having a bad temper, so you can try it."

"Okay. I'll go and invite him in person."

"It should."

Lu Xiaoxi didn't care what they said.

Lu Xiaoxi also regretted his outspokenness, so why didn't he control his mouth?

Fortunately, Gu Jiaan is not a slim person, otherwise she would have offended people if she said this today.

Lu Xiaoxi walked for a while and didn't stop in his hand. He even tried to use an acupuncture to give Huang Xiaoying acupuncture on his neck.

The time is almost the same. Lu Xiaoxi took the needle and told Huang Xiaoying again:

"My acupuncture can only help you recover your throat temporarily. If you want to take care of it for a long time, you will come to my Chinese medicine clinic tomorrow and ask my dad to take your pulse, prescribe some prescriptions, and list dietary taboos.

My dad is an expert in this regard, just look for my dad.”

"Thank you, Doctor Lu Xiao. I won't tell you what happened today."

Huang Xiaoying is very thoughtful and is a smart person. Lu Xiaoxi's words today lead to them being trained. If others know about this, Lu Xiaoxi would have to be scolded to death.

Lu Xiaoxi smiled and said, "When your throat is bad, come and ask me for acupuncture. I'll take you a little cheaper."
Chapter completed!