"Enter. Please search (#...... See the most!' the fastest update," I shouted at the door.

I didn't expect it to be Jin Biao. Dressed in a brand new camouflage uniform and carrying a red travel bag, he grinned into the office.

"Brother Zhao. Jin Biao nodded and greeted with a smile, handed over a Hongtashan, fumbled out a lighter from his pocket, and respectfully helped me light a cigarette.

"Why are you here?" I didn't refuse, but put the cigarette in my mouth and clicked it twice.

Jin Biao smiled: "Brother Zhao, I have already resigned from my job as an internal security guard, I came to join you and come to be a security guard!"

"Defect to me, our wages are not as high as your internal security, and the accommodation conditions are poor, so you don't have to suffer this sin. After all, Jin Biao has a different attitude towards himself now, and I didn't bother with him anymore, patted him on the shoulder, and motioned for him to sit down.

I sat back in my office chair and pulled the ashtray in front of me.

Jin Biao saw that the ashtray was already full of cigarette butts, so he came over with a smile and picked up the ashtray and dumped it into the garbage basket at the door.

Putting the ashtray in front of me again, Jin Biao sat down and plucked his ears with his little finger, and wanted to habitually blow ear droppings with his mouth, but suddenly felt that something was wrong and stopped it. simply rubbed his hand to his body and said with a smile: "Brother Zhao, I don't need any position, and I don't care about money, I just hope that I can mix under you, and I am willing to be an ordinary security guard." Jin Biao stared at me with a pair of hopeful eyes, eager to get a positive answer.

I didn't know that he wanted to learn kung fu from himself, but for this, Jin Biao almost abandoned everything.

Why bother?

I have some sympathy for him, I am also a martial arts idiot, I remember that when I first entered the army, I was also obsessed with national kung fu, diligent study and hard training, only to reach a certain level, but also achieved certain results...... At that time, wasn't he the same as Jin Biao? It's just that Jin Biao was too domineering and liked to prove his strength with his fists. And the purpose of practicing martial arts at the beginning was to practice guard skills and promote national kung fu.

I glanced at Jin Biao and said, "I think you should first understand the accommodation, food and living environment of our team members, and then it's not too late to make up your mind." Perhaps, you will be disappointed!"

Jin Biao shook his head vigorously: "No." I've seen it. As long as I can follow Brother Zhao, live in a chicken coop and sleep in a horse shed, and eat sorghum cakes, I am also willing!

The tone is quite firm.

I laughed and said, "I don't have that much charisma as a leader!"

Jin Biao said: "Yes." I asked about your team members, and they were all very convinced. And, your skills really shocked me...... I can feel that it is seven or eight Jin Biao, and it is not Brother Zhao's opponent......"

"It's not that serious!"

"Brother Zhao is true, I respect you, so I want to follow you, I really want to worship ......" Jin Biao originally wanted to say, 'worship you as a teacher', but suddenly thought about it, the key now is to achieve the first step first, and then talk about it, about apprenticeship, you can think about it in the long run. "Brother Zhao, you take me, I will do a good job!"

I stood up from my chair and stretched my waist slightly, and Jin Biao followed suit, staring at me with longing eyes.

At this time, Jin Biao's eyes were the most sincere ever.

"Okay, you fill out a form first. "I pulled out a security guard registration form from the pile on the table and handed it to him.

Jin Biao felt a little grateful, his hands trembled slightly, and he took the form and quickly put it on the table. Seeing that one of my cigarettes had burned out, he took another cigarette from the cigarette case and handed it over.

After respectfully lighting it, sit down to fill out the form.

Then, I handed Jin Biao over to a squad leader and officially moved into the security dormitory.

Many backbones and team members are a little puzzled by my approach, because everyone knows what kind of person Jin Biao is, and when he was an internal security officer, he did not bully the external security team members.

I have my own little abacus about this.

A person like Jin Biao, with a little training, is actually very suitable for being a security guard, and maybe he can be trained to be an excellent captain.

Now, in the security team, he is pressed by himself, and he does not dare to make waves, not to mention, the real purpose of the reason why he bent his knees to become a security guard is to worship himself as a teacher.

Therefore, I left him behind, perhaps with the idea of 'curing the sick and saving people'......

At half past five in the afternoon, Fu Shengyi called and asked me to come over for dinner.

I didn't refuse, I really miss Fu Shengyi's craftsmanship.

That girl, don't look at her age, the dishes she cooks are delicious!

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Tianlong Building, Room 202.

As soon as I entered the door, I smelled the aroma of vegetables, and the coffee table in the living room had three steaming dishes, one was braised carp, one was braised eggplant, and the other was fried meat with celery.

Fu Shengyi continued to stir-fry in the kitchen, and could vaguely hear the sound of pots and pans and the sound of boiling oil.

Fu Shengbing was still wearing the white velvet dress with black spots, sitting on the sofa, holding a very old martial arts book in her hand, and her name was half hidden by her small hands: "Bai Da".

It should be "White Eyebrows".

To be exact, she looks a little charming, very focused, and the moment she blinks, there is indeed a sense of amazement. Her posture is not particularly elegant, reclining on the sofa, taking off her shoes, her feet are closed, and the shape of her little feet can be faintly seen in the white stockings, which seem to be still slightly teasing. However, she did not seem to notice my arrival, and only turned the page intently, sometimes chuckling, sometimes frowning, and her expression was unpredictable.

I didn't want to disturb her Yaxing, so I walked straight to the kitchen.

But as soon as I arrived at the door, I saw Fu Shengyi walking out with a plate of shredded potatoes with a smile on his face.

Seeing me, Fu Shengyi smiled heartily, handed the shredded potatoes forward, and said, "Brother Zhao, you are here...... You help me bring the food over, and I'll see if the rice is steamed. ”

I smiled back, did so, and took the shredded potatoes to the coffee table.

"Beat him, Xu Liang, beat him ......"

A very high decibel female voice startled me.

put the dishes on the coffee table, and saw Fu Shengbing dancing and shaking on the ground, and his emotions were very excited. Obviously, she has integrated into the realm, and she can't extricate herself, and the voice just now is that she is cheering for the protagonist!

The sound of the plate falling on the table made Fu Shengbing notice my arrival, she stretched her waist on the sofa, changed to a side-lying position, glared at me and complained: "When did you come? Like a ghost!"

Then keep watching.

I knew she was asking casually, treating her mouth, and didn't want an answer. Therefore, he didn't reply, just sat quietly on a small stool beside him.

As soon as I sat down, Fu Shengyi suddenly raised his head and asked me with a puzzled expression: "Hey, ask you, if the white-eyed hero fights Nanxia Zhanzhao, who can beat whom?"

As soon as I heard this, I couldn't cry or laugh, the white-eyed hero and Zhanzhao are both characters from the writer's pen, and they are not in one, how can they compare?

When did this Holy Ice become naïve?

Could it be that it was infected by his sister Fu Shengyi?

To this, I just replied indifferently: "Between them, there is no compromise. ”

Fu Shengbing was obviously not satisfied with this answer, she closed and sat up slightly, but her legs were still hovering on the sofa. "Then let me ask you, how many can you fight alone?"

I thought to myself, why does this girl keep the words "fighting, killing, killing" in her mouth...... I prevaricated: "I can't beat a few, I just know a little bit about the skin!"

However, Fu Shengbing can speak to himself so gently, it can already be regarded as the sun coming out of the west.

Fu Shengbing frowned and muttered, "Impossible." When pigs fly. You defeated Yang Mingdu...... This girl reasoned that you can fight at least six or seven **!"

I laughed and didn't say anything.

Fu Shengbing frowned and looked at me, as if he had something on his mind, but then he stretched out, glanced at the hot dishes on the table, dropped it, took a bite of eggplant with chopsticks, tasted it twice, and said to himself: "Heh, Shengyi has been cooking twice now, it tastes really good!

Fu Shengbing frowned, seeing that the snow-white socks were stained with a drop of oil, she unconsciously pinched her mouth, and then divided the two white stockings by two, threw them away, and scolded: "Damn, I have to wash the socks again!"

Her whole legs were completely exposed to the air, white and flawless, beautiful and slender, smooth and delicate. Those little feet, painted with toenail polish and tattooed with tiny flowers, are very delicate. Her toenails seem to have deliberately grown a small section, or maybe because the small flowers embroidered on the toenails are very delicate, and she is reluctant to trim them, for fear of destroying them.

At this time, Fu Shengyi had already walked over with a white rice cooker, the pot was a three-star brand, the mouth of the pot was open, steaming, and a smell of rice instantly overflowed the entire room.

Fu Shengyi put a pot of rice on the side of the coffee table, took off the lace apron, folded it, and placed it neatly under the coffee table, and smiled mysteriously at me: "Brother Zhao, do you want two cups?" I specially bought you a bottle of Lao Baigan today, and I don't know if it tastes good or not......

I waved my hand and said, "No, no, let's talk about it later." ”

But Fu Shengbing glared at his sister and asked, "Shengyi, why did you call him just now?"

Zhao ...... Brother Zhao!" Fu Shengyi plucked up his courage and said.

Fu Shengbing took a pair of chopsticks, scratched them in the empty spot, and said: "What brother is long and brother is short, I have goosebumps when I hear it! In the future, call him Lao Zhao!" After Fu Shengbing finished speaking, he also glanced at me intentionally.

Fu Shengyi pursed her mouth, a little aggrieved, but she immediately raised her head and complained to her sister: "Sister, what do you look like?" When eating, how can there be barefoot, how unsightly...... Don't be ashamed! Captain Zhao is still here!"

I listened to it and wanted to laugh, thinking about when Fu Shengyi learned the roundabout tactics, and when Fu Shengbing criticized her, she actually bit back.

Could it be that under the influence of Fu Shengbing, he has become smoother?

There is no such thing.

But I suddenly felt that the two sisters seemed to be nurtured by each other, more or less seriously......

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