The winter morning sun shines brighter than in other seasons, shining through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, refracting on the white walls, and the light in the room becomes layered.

Mu Xingfeng put on a straight military uniform, stood in front of the window mirror, and everywhere he looked, it was the dazzling military green in the mirror, and finally his eyes fell on the golden stars surrounded by olive branches on his shoulders.

After a few seconds, he raised his slender fingers, took off the epaulette on his shoulder, which symbolized military merit and honor, and gently placed it on the table beside him.

Raising his eyes again, looking at the military uniform without epaulettes in the mirror, Mu Xingfeng's deep black eyes with a touch of firmness, picked up the military medal on the table and walked out of the room.

Downstairs, Old Man Mu raised his head when he heard the footsteps, saw Mu Xingfeng's bare shoulders, and when his eyes fell on his cold face, he moved his lips and realized that he couldn't say a word before he came.

How could he not know about his grandson's temperament?

But as a soldier, he knows what those honors mean, and what this army green means to a soldier.

He thought about it all night last night, and even felt that he could come forward in person, whether it was the military department or the president, he just gave up this old face and kept his grandson's military uniform.

The old man, who had rarely set foot in Mu Xingfeng's private house, asked the driver and guard to send him early in the morning, and he could sit here for a long time, and when he saw his grandson, he knew that what about keeping this military uniform? If he wants it, why should he need others to protect it?

"Have you made an appointment with the president?" Eventually, the old man asked, his deep voice looking desolate and lonely.

"Well, it's an appointment," Mu Xingfeng walked past the old man, picked up his military hat and put it on his head, changed his shoes and prepared to go out.

"Xingfeng," Old Man Mu suddenly stopped him from behind, "The day after tomorrow is Chinese New Year's Eve, let's go home for the holidays." ”

Mu Xingfeng's hand holding the car key tightened, "Besides, there is a problem over there in Wenshan, if I can rush back, I will go back." ”

Old Man Mu looked at his back as he walked out and sighed, he knew that his grandson would not come back for the Spring Festival.

I still remember that last year's Spring Festival, when both of them spent at home, it was the only Spring Festival that Mu Xingfeng had spent at home since he went to the Nan'an Military Region, and it was also the most lively Spring Festival.

Now that Enron's whereabouts are unknown, his grandson is probably going to guard Enron's company for the holidays.

The white military Land Rover slowly approached the tall and majestic gate, which was heavily guarded on both sides, and he stopped his car for a routine inspection.

The guard at the head recognized him, stood up straight and gave him a standard military salute, ignoring his bare shoulders, which was the awe of a hero.

Mu Xingfeng got out of the car and returned a salute.

After the inspection, the Land Rover drove into the majestic gate.

This is the presidential palace that politicians flock to, and His Excellency the President invited him to meet here.

It was not the first time Mu Xingfeng had come to the presidential palace, and after parking his car in the parking lot, the accompanying guards led him to the main building of the presidential palace and left with a police salute again.

The president's assistant was already waiting at the door of the main building, and saw Mu Xingfeng greet him, "Major General Mu, Your Excellency the President is already waiting in the study, please come with me." ”

In the study, Fang Zhenzhou was straight, standing in front of the window with his hands in his hands.

"Your Excellency, Major General Mu has arrived," the assistant opened the door and said respectfully.

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