Liao Chenghao looked at the excited group employees and frowned: "Sister Tang, is this appropriate?"

"What are you most afraid of being an official now?" Tang Yun smiled faintly and gave the answer himself: "I am most afraid of mass incidents, and when I realize the possibility of saving zài, they must treat Pang Jindong well..."

Liao Chenghao asked puzzledly: "In this case, Chen Dairong wants to mobilize his fans, why do you oppose it?"

"You're confused..."Tang Yun tapped lightly on the top of Liao Chenghao's head, and said angrily: "Chen Dairong's fans have nothing to do with this matter, if they come out to make trouble, they don't have to think about it to know that they were instigated, and then not only these fans, but even Chen Dairong may have to pay the price... General Zhao could not care about these people at all, but he had to consider how the employees of the Imperial Group would react if Pang Jindong was really treated as such. In addition, fans do these things for idols, because there is no vital interest in them, so they will not be very active, and if they don't do it, they will make other messes. ”

Liao Chenghao nodded: "That makes sense." ”

"Our own people will be easy to control, and we won't be too out of line... It's all over the place, otherwise there is no way to end it..."

Liao Chenghao thought for a moment, and asked with no peace of mind: "However, what if we do this not only does not work, but also incurs retaliation?"

"If you change to someone else, you need to consider this possibility, but we don't need to..."Tang Yun looked at the crowd that was dispersing outside, and slowly told Liao Chenghao: "Because we have Jin Zhenyu at the top level..."

"Are you sure Kim Jin-woo will take back power?"

"Yes..."Tang Yun nodded vigorously and said with great certainty: "Judging from the fact that the situation is rampant when he gains power, General Zhao can't control the situation for too long... And he has some criticized past, and he is not as good as Jin Zhenyu in many other aspects..."

"I know this......" Liao Chenghao sighed, and continued: "Jin Zhenyu has a very wide foundation and strong influence in the army..."

Tang Yun smiled proudly: "Let's just wait to see a good show..."

So far, the development of things has been within Tang Yun's expectations, but what happened to General Zhao after fleeing alone is something that no one expected.

"These thugs, I must bring them all to justice..."General Zhao thought hatefully, scanning around the alley.

He now urgently needs to find a telephone and get in touch with the central security department, but there are only residential houses in this alley, and there is no commercial service place that can provide public telephones.

In one of the alleys, there are several old people, who are sipping tea and playing chess at the same time, enjoying the sunset of life in the silence of leisure.

When General Zhao saw these old men, he didn't know why he calmed down and was no longer as excited as he was just now.

In an instant, General Zhao even envied these old men, hoping that he could live like them, away from the strife and hustle and bustle of the world.

However, after all, these are things after retirement, and General Zhao can't mix with these old people now.

At this moment, the door of a house was pushed open, and a middle-aged woman came out of it, carrying a lot of wet clothes in her hands, looking to find a place to dry.

General Zhao walked over quickly and asked the middle-aged woman in a loud voice, "Hey... Do you have a phone at home?"

Because General Zhao's voice was too unkind, the middle-aged woman pursed her lips and asked disdainfully, "Who are you?"

"I'm Zhao Bingnan..."

General Zhao was accustomed to this style in the past, and as long as he said the three words "Zhao Bingnan", no one dared to be disrespectful.

At this time, he said his name, which was also a subconscious move out of this habit, and only after the voice landed, did he realize that the other party may not know who he is.

When he later learned about this incident, Jintouhu commented on Pang Jindong: "The lowest realm of pretending to be forced is not thinking that you are pretending to be coerced, but others think that you are pretending to be coerced; the second level of pretending to be forced is that you know that you are pretending to be coerced, and others also think that you are pretending to be coerc; the third level of the realm is that you know that you are pretending to be coerced, but others do not realize that you are pretending to be coerced; you don't know that you are pretending to be coerced, and others do not think that you are pretending to be coerced. Although General Zhao is in a high position, the realm of pretending to be forced is the lowest. ”

Pang Jindong looked at the gold-headed tiger at the time, but he didn't say anything, because the gold-headed tiger would not understand that General Zhao's flaunting of his identity was actually a subconscious sense of honor.

Although many of General Zhao's actions may seem foolish to others, he himself believes that he is defending the interests of the country.

After he hoped that others would know his identity, he gave a thumbs up and praised: "General Zhao, it's good..."

Pang Jindong's analysis is very correct, and what General Zhao wants to hear most on weekdays is how much others praise him for his contribution to the country.

But he didn't realize that these people's praise was out of profit, not from the heart.

And now in this place, there will be people who will tell the truth and let him know his true image.

General Zhao softened his breath and was about to say something to the middle-aged woman, when an old voice came from the side: "You are General Zhao?"

"Yes," General Zhao agreed, looking over at the person who spoke.

This is an old man in his eighties, wearing an old green military uniform, standing there trembling slightly. This old man was playing chess with someone just now, and when he heard General Zhao report to his home, he walked over with a cane.

The old man sneered and asked, "Back then, the 44th Army, was it your team?"

When General Zhao heard this, he couldn't help but shudder, and replied stumblingly, "Yes...... yes......"

The old man suddenly raised his cane and slammed it on General Zhao's shoulder, while scolding: "You turtle son..."

Although the old man was very old, his strength was not small, and General Zhao staggered back several steps.

General Zhao rubbed his shoulders and asked angrily, "What are you going to do?"

"Kill you, turtle son," said the old man, raising his cane again.

The middle-aged woman who was drying clothes hurriedly ran over, grabbed the old man's cane and persuaded: "Uncle Zhang, forget it, I can't be as knowledgeable as this kind of person..."

"This kind of person?" General Zhao frowned together, and asked the middle-aged woman very dissatisfied: "What do you mean by this?"

"Oops... What do you mean by this..."The middle-aged woman pinched her waist with both hands, took out the posture that rural women usually use when scolding, and retorted: "Do you think you are a good thing..."

General Zhao warned sharply: "You'd better be careful when you speak..."

"You just don't pay attention when you speak, what can you do..."Hearing General Zhao's words, other old people gathered around and pointed at General Zhao with their fingers: "Shoot us..."

Hearing the words "shoot", General Zhao's body shook again, and his voice became lower: "Don't be impulsive, if you have something to say..."

"What do you have to say..."The old man in the green uniform patted his chest and straightened his waist: "If you want to shoot, come at me first, I'm old, and I've already lived enough..."

General Zhao forced out a smile: "Old man, what are you kidding..."

The old man ignored General Zhao's overtures, took out a small red book from his arms, shook it in front of General Zhao, and then opened it and put it on his chest: "But if you want to shoot, first penetrate this book..."

It was a very old document, the edges were very damaged, and General Zhao, with his professional experience, could tell at a glance that it was a demobilization certificate.

More importantly, this is not a common demobilization card, but a card that only the old Red Army holds.

"It turns out that you are an old Red Army ......" General Zhao's attitude became more polite, stretched out his hand to the old Red Army, and said respectfully: "It's a pleasure to meet you..."

"Fuck you..."The old Red Army knocked on General Zhao's hand with a cane and scolded: "Hurry up and shoot me, then you can be happy, and I will be happy......."

General Zhao rubbed his palms and kept panting: "Old man...... You...... What are you talking about......"

"Don't you understand what I mean?" the old Red Army snorted heavily and reminded, "Why don't you go and ask those soldiers you had back then..."

"Old man, I'...... It's to carry out the order..."General Zhao said, feeling a burst of dizziness, and rows of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Bah... The old Red Army spat on the ground with a mouthful of phlegm, and slapped his chest with a "tom" sound: "Lao Tzu fought the country with blood and sweat back then, but it wasn't for you turtle sons to do nonsense..."

"I know......" General Zhao closed his eyes slightly and said heavily.

"You've killed a lot of people, don't care about me..." The more the old Red Army spoke, the more excited he became, and he suddenly took off his shirt, revealing his skinny upper body: "Why don't you come..."

The people present stopped talking for a while, because the old man's upper body was too terrifying, and he saw that it was densely covered with scars, the big ones were the thickness of the mouth of a bowl, and the small ones were the size of fingers.

I don't know exactly how many, but it can be seen from the color that the time of formation of the scars is different, and some of the scars have other scars stacked on top of them.

Even if Pang Jindong was present at this time, he had to be amazed by these scars.

General Zhao opened his eyes, looked at the scars on this body, and let out a long sigh: "I'm sorry..."

"I'm sorry, forget it, how can you bring the dead back to life?" the middle-aged woman became more and more angry the more she spoke, and the last mouthful of phlegm passed, which was hanging on General Zhao's eyebrows.

General Zhao didn't wipe it, letting the thick phlegm hang down his eyebrows, and then slowly flow down his cheeks and down his jaw. General Zhao didn't say anything more, didn't do anything, and turned to leave.

"Forget it, what should we do, we can't afford to be angry with this kind of person..."The middle-aged woman kept waving her hand, signaling the old people to disperse.

The old Red Army put on his clothes, threw one last disdainful glance at General Zhao's back, and then fought with the other old men again on the Chu River and Han Realm.

（…… ）

"General Zhao, why are you here at this time?" General Yi welcomed General Zhao into the house, raised his head and looked at the clock, and found that it was already twelve o'clock in the middle of the night.

After General Yi took General Zhao to the study, General Zhao sat down in a dejected manner, and after a long time said, "I...... Looking for something ...... you."

General Yi looked General Zhao up and down, and asked cautiously, "I heard that when you went out today, you encountered something?"

General Zhao waved his hand weakly: "It's nothing ......"

"You don't seem to be feeling well..."General Yi noticed that General Zhao was not only depressed, but also looked much older, not at all as good as the old soldier in the past.

When General Zhao heard this, he laughed miserably: "Comfortable, I'm very comfortable, I've never been so comfortable......"

General Yi smiled unnaturally: "That's good......"

General Zhao looked around the study and asked, "Are you still working?"

"Yes, there's a lot ......of work to deal with," General Zhao said, stretching his waist: "If you hadn't come, I wouldn't have known what time it was..."

"Well, I'll be sorry if I pulled you out of bed... But now that it looks like I can remind you to rest..."Shaking his head slightly, General Zhao approving: "You old boy, you are dedicated enough..."

General Yi said casually: "I want to learn from you..."

General Zhao suddenly asked, "Lao Yi, after so many years, you always say this, don't you think you're too hypocritical?"

General Yi was stunned for a moment before asking, "What do you mean?"

General Zhao did not answer directly, but suddenly asked, "Do you know why I became a soldier back then?"

General Yi shook his head slowly: "I don't know." ”

"When I was a child, there was a report meeting held in the county town, and my father took me to walk ten miles of mountain roads to listen to the ......" General Zhao said this, his eyes became unprecedentedly deep, and he completely fell into the recollection of the past: "The four combat heroes who made the report that time... They were talking on stage, and the audience was clapping... I was so envious at the time, and I thought to myself how nice it would be if I could sit on that stage one day and be respected like this......"

"So you became a soldier?"

"Yes......" General Zhao laughed again, and this time the smile felt very sad.

After being silent for a long time, General Zhao suddenly continued: "I have been a soldier for so many years, and although I finally got a high enough position, I have never fought a single battle...... The only time the gun was pointed at the ...... that he was supposed to defend."

General Yi stood up suddenly and asked nervously: "Lao Zhao, what's wrong with you, what nonsense..."

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