I said, "Fifty or so." ”

The non-commissioned officer said, "That's not a lot of people. ”

For some reason, I felt very uncomfortable listening to the non-commissioned officer's questioning, and there was no trace of military flavor in his words, but they were full of social flavor.

The non-commissioned officer laughed to himself, and then said, "Can I ask you to do me a favor later?"

I asked, "What's the hurry?"

The non-commissioned officer said, "After eating for a while, bring your soldiers over to help us clean the swimming pool." It's time to clear the bottom of the pool, a few new pipes to be replaced, and some furniture to ......be moved," the sergeant said, looking tentatively at my expression.

Speaking of which, I completely understood the little abacus of the swimming pool staff, and his words were not meant by the drunkard.

To be precise, I have experienced a lot of this kind of thing, and several organs and units of the teaching brigade often arrange for grassroots officers and soldiers to help them with their work. In the eyes of the functionaries of the organs, the officers and men at the grass-roots level are their free servants, who can be summoned at any time, and the grass-roots cadres are easy to talk about and generally do not refuse, and this further encourages the lazy work style of the organs and units. I remember that when I was in the recruit company, the company commander often took us to help the government agencies and units, either going to the farm to help reclaim the wasteland, catch chickens and pick vegetables, or help the management department plant grass and dig pits to engage in greening; and even help the logistics officers and soldiers of these organs to fold quilts during the inspection...... These things are clearly imprinted in my mind and vividly.

And these extra jobs are affectionately referred to as 'out of tolerance'.

I have a deep hatred for these bad practices.

Now, the staff of this swimming pool are borrowing chickens to lay eggs, and they want me to lead soldiers to clean them...... Ridiculous, unusually ridiculous!

Therefore, I directly rejected the non-commissioned officer's arrangement and sternly said: "I'm sorry, we are engaged in training, not here to teach the brigade to do hygiene!"

It's ridiculous to think about it, but what kind of ridiculous scene would it be if I brought that group of students from all over the world to clean the swimming pool?

It's just that the staff of this swimming pool only know that I am teaching the brigade to conduct training, but they don't know that I am the chief instructor of more than 50 special guards sent by more than 20 countries in the world.

If they knew, how would they be so open-minded?

It can well be imagined.

The non-commissioned officer didn't expect me to refuse, and his face suddenly turned red: "What, this is still tiring you? Other training teams are rushing to work in our swimming pool, this is to give you a chance to perform!"

I laughed and said, "I'd rather not have this kind of opportunity!"

The non-commissioned officer said: "You, you-our curator saw that you were a major, and set a precedent to let you in, how could you not let you clean?

He tore his face and suddenly became a little hideous.

These idle agents left me speechless.

But I still commanded him: "My soldiers, can you use them?"

The non-commissioned officer was stunned for a moment and said, "Heh, I'm quite good at protecting calves!"

I frowned and said, "I've won awards." What do you usually do with so many staff members in the swimming pool? The leader has assigned so many people to you, and they are all idle to raise fat, right? Do your own work, I don't care about other training teams, but let me come and work for you, I can't do it!"

Angry for a moment, my tone became quite tough. At the same time, I feel sincerely sad, looking at these so-called machine soldiers, do they still have a little bit of a military flavor now? Words and deeds, people in society should be casual!

The non-commissioned officer blew his beard angrily and glared, but he also barred with me: "What are you angry about? Aren't you a captain instructor who does training, you don't know how to lift, do you? You wait, you wait-"

The non-commissioned officer put down a few harsh words, turned around and walked away quickly.

I smiled wryly and shook my head, both helpless and indignant.

At this time, Jiaojiao and Yumeng, who were playing in the pool, heard the movement, walked out of the pool, and went straight to the shore.

After wiping my body with a towel, Yumeng and Jiaojiao came to my side and looked at me suspiciously.

Yumeng asked, "What's the matter, you quarreled with that non-commissioned officer?"

I didn't answer, just pointed to the west passage of the swimming pool and said, "It's not early, clean up and go back." ”

Yumeng grabbed my arm and asked, "What's the matter, that non-commissioned officer just now seems to have given you a hurry, isn't it?"

I said helplessly: "The soldiers in the swimming pool are all uncles, how can they take us seriously?"

You Meng said indignantly: "Presumptuous, too presumptuous! This girl has never been so angry! I want to let all the masters in these swimming pools be laid off and transferred to the grassroots level to exercise and see if they dare to be angry!"

I persuaded, "Forget it, who do you think you are, what do you know like them!"

Jiaojiao also clenched her little fists on the side and asked me, "Uncle Zhao, Uncle Zhao, why did he quarrel with you?"

I thought about it for a moment, and told them what had just happened.

After hearing this, You Meng's face turned pale, and he scolded in his mouth: "These uncles! These uncles eat the salary of the army in vain, but they don't see anyone, one by one they are lazy like pigs, and they don't warn them, I am not the daughter of the bureau chief!"

In a moment of excitement, this Yumeng actually moved out by the director!

But the matter was not over yet, and the non-commissioned officer just now called their Curator Su when he went back.

Curator Su took the non-commissioned officer and staggered towards this side, because he was fat, he walked staggeringly, like a big fat duck with overnutrition.

In the blink of an eye, Curator Su, who was as tall as Zhu Bajie, had already arrived.

The huge body stood in front of him, and suddenly shook out a 'murderous aura'.

Is it necessary to do this for a small matter?

I realized: a conflict seemed inevitable again.

It's just that I think this conflict is too exaggerated and too ironic.

Excited, I decided to teach Director Su a good lesson today, so that he can change into this kind of 'old man soldier' style of atmosphere!

At this moment, my heart was already full of anger.

In the past few years as a soldier, what I am most unaccustomed to is the outrageous style of machine soldiers.

When Director Su stood in front of me, it seemed that a situation of confrontation between the two armies had been formed, and there was murderous aura everywhere.

Yumeng and Jiaojiao were next to me, and they both glared at Su Fat with a pair of angry eyes.

Director Su stuffed his fingernails between his teeth, gasped, shook his hand in the air, and asked me: "Listen to our Xiao Zhang, let you do hygiene, you are still unwilling, aren't you?"

When the words were full of strength, I suddenly felt that this was like the director of the swimming pool, obviously a heinous underworld boss!

From a close distance, he is really fat, especially his pot-bellied appearance, as if he is about to stretch his clothes open, conservatively estimated: he can have at least two hundred and fifty pounds.

I took a cigarette in my mouth and said indifferently: "I have no obligation to clean up for you, there are idlers in your swimming pool, why don't you do it yourself?"

Director Su sneered: "Your little major is not small, let me tell you this, it is the captain of the teaching brigade, I proposed to him to send troops over to clean up or do work, and he will never say a word, you are a little major, isn't it, is it a little too unkind?"

I asked rhetorically, "Am I not being very kind, or are you too lazy?" Why do you have to rely on others if you don't do your part?"

Director Su sneered: "I don't know if I should call you, but if you don't listen to it, you don't understand the rules!"

I'm a little surprised, what does this have to do with the rules?

Instead, Yumeng lost no time in retorting: "Director Su, you are really too much today, do you believe that I will let you change jobs with a word?"

As soon as these words came out, Director Su was stunned for a moment. But then he softened and said with a smile: "You, you let me change jobs?" he pointed to his nose and looked at Yumeng contemptuously.

You Meng raised his head and said, "What, don't believe it?"

Curator Su put on a particularly funny expression, shook his head and said, "It's not that I don't believe it, it's impossible!"

Yumeng said strongly: "Don't think that you have anything to do with the Special Health Bureau, I can't fix you, let me tell you, this girl wants to destroy the person, no matter how big the relationship is, it will be in vain." ”

Director Su felt even more ridiculous, and pointed at Youmeng and said, "Who do you think you are? Are you Guanyin Bodhisattva? As if everything was arranged by you, let me tell you, if you are beautiful, you may not be able to do anything." Unless you-" Curator Su smiled weirdly, but didn't say anything more.

But from his sarcastic eyes, there are already guesses or two.

Yumu didn't speak again, frowning, as if he was at the peak of his anger.

However, Director Su continued strongly: "Now, you give me the horse and leave." In the future, you will not be allowed to set foot in the swimming pool again!"

I said, "Director Su, the natatorium is the property of the bureau, not your Su family." Let me tell you, with your words, I will visit often in the future!" I said the word 'frequent patronage' very heavily to express my strong dissatisfaction with this Curator Su.

Curator Su said viciously: "You patronize, don't let you in, see how you patronize!"

I said, "Then try it!"

Jiaojiao followed my words closely, and said indignantly to Director Su: "Do you know what Uncle Zhao does? And Aunt You, I will scare you to death when I say it! Hmph, it's too bullying!"

Curator Su smiled and picked at the gap between his teeth with his nails, and his face became even more hideous.

At this moment, a waiting soldier rushed over like a Scud general, and shouted at Director Su angrily: "Director Su, Director Su, hurry, go out, hurry, Deputy Director Sun is here......"

After only running for so many tens of meters, this soldier was tired as if he had asthma, and when he stood in front of Su Fatzi, he was already tired as if he was about to be paralyzed, panting roughly, and his face was sweating.

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