Chapter 397: Expel the troops
The sudden sound of the phone ringing at the desk disturbed the two people in the conversation, Gu Tingjun and Feng Feng glanced at each other, and after a few seconds, Gu Tingjun got up and went over to answer the phone, his deep voice was not angry and arrogant, but faintly stressed, "Hey? β
Feng Feng sat far away, and he didn't hear the voice on the other end of the phone very clearly, he could only feel that it was a male voice, and he didn't understand a word of what he said.
Gu Tingjun stood at the table, his face next to the phone getting darker and darker, like the fragile calm before the storm came.
After saying a few words, Gu Tingjun deducted the phone and put the microphone on the table, his handsome face was much uglier than just now.
Feng Feng looked at his wrong face, and after being silent for a few seconds, he asked, "Is it him?" β
"Well," Gu Tingjun responded, "It seems that he has found a lot of news, and he will be uneasy so soon." β
"General, now..." Feng Feng's heart was about to hang.
"You stop what you're doing first, keep up the current progress, and wait until I get back." Gu Tingjun picked up the coat that was put aside, shook it off and put it on his body and walked out.
Seeing this, Feng Feng hurriedly stood up, and was about to follow, "General, do you want me to go with you?" β
"No, there are also people in the army, and there can be no more mistakes here."
"Yes, General."
The same place, every time you come to the same place, you will have a different mood.
The exterior walls of the presidential palace are a bit old, with mottled white paint peeling off at the roots, and the grass is full of fallen white powder, which eventually mixes into the dirt.
The low-key and reserved Wrangler stopped at the gate of the presidential palace, and the soldiers standing guard at the gate swept their puzzled eyes from time to time, and waited for a long time and no one came down.
The faint scent of trees wafted in the car that had turned off the flames, mixed with the crisp breath of the man, calm and serious.
Gu Tingjun sat in the driver's seat, staring at the gate of the presidential palace with sharp eyes, and his dark eyes were filled with incomprehensible emotions.
He watched for a long time, and after the sun had tilted a few degrees more, he opened the car door and walked towards the presidential palace.
The presidential palace in late autumn was even more bleak, and he stepped into the door of the president's office, where not only the president was inside, but also Chen Lin, who lived in a simple house.
"President."
He said hello and stood aside with his hands down, not speaking with a cold face.
Chen Lin reluctantly straightened up and said with a smile, "Since General Gu is here, I don't have anything important, then I'll go out first, and if you have something, call me again." β
"Hmm." The president got up from his seat and walked over to the coffee table as he said, "I know you don't like tea, but this tea is really good, so you should accompany me." β
The tea set in the sea of tea is very simple, only two small teacups are placed, and the hot water used to iron the cups inside is already cold.
The president skillfully made tea and said, "Speaking of which, we haven't sat down together for a long time to talk, and from the time you joined the army at the age of twenty to now, time flies so fast!" β
Gu Tingjun didn't answer, his handsome face was as cold as ever. He folded his hands on his knees and looked at the president with the look in his eyes like a stranger.
The president never mentioned what he was calling for, but started an emotional war first. Seeing that it didn't work, he continued to move on his hand and said, "Tingjun, has anyone ever said that your personality is very similar to your father?" β
"No, what kind of person is my father, you should be familiar with it, right?"
The president's eyes quickly flashed a hint of strangeness, and he lowered his head to pour the tea, hiding his expression worthy of exploration, "After all, I once served under your father, and there are still many opportunities to contact him." β
He pushed the teacup to Gu Tingjun, and the steaming tea looked particularly delicate in the sea of tea, "Taste it." β
Gu Tingjun will only occasionally accompany the old man Chu to drink tea, and he will hardly touch tea on weekdays, and he only stays at the stage of tasting the fragrance of tea, and he doesn't know anything about the varieties involved.
He picked up the teacup and took a sip gently, only to feel that the aroma was stronger than the usual tea, and there was no difference.
The president knew that he was not interested in tea, so he didn't ask him, and continued, "Speaking of which, Old Man Chu is the person your father respects the most, he is your father's right-hand man, but after your father passed away, he said that he was unwilling to take on the position anymore, which is a pity to think about. However, Old Man Chu and your temperament are no different from your father's, they are upright, and they can't see any intrigues and intrigue! β
Gu Tingjun's heart was difficult to wave, but his face was still always flat, "It's normal to be close to Zhu and have a similar temperament." β
The words of dΓ©jΓ vu came out of the god-like voice, and the president's hand holding the teacup shook irrepressibly. He hurriedly covered his uncomfortable expression, changed the focus, and said, "You're right, the people of the Chu family are very similar in temperament, especially the youngest daughter, who doesn't let her eyebrows!" β
"She, like Du Xiao, is not in good health, but she is just in good shape in the army." Gu Tingjun avoided it lightly, "It's just not a coincidence, it just happened to appear in the wrong place." β
The president took a sip of tea and said, "It's been so long, have you found out who put it*?" β
Gu Tingjun took out the phone from his pocket, pulled up a photo, and put it in front of the president, "This back is very familiar, I don't know if you have any impressions?" β
The moment the president's eyes touched the photo, his pupils immediately shrank a few times. He reached for the phone and stared at the photo on it, the anger in his heart quickly burning into his eyes.
The photo is dark, and a back can still be faintly seen, half-squatting on the grass, the thin and pale side face can still be distinguished under the moonlight, and the slightly long hair is very conspicuous in the troops, although it is not very clear, familiar people can still see who it is at a glance.
"Thisβ" the president looked incredulous, "how could it be him?" What's going on? β
"Considering his identity, it is inconvenient for Feng Feng to ask directly, my suggestion is that it is better for you to ask in person, what do you think?"
"Well, you're right, leave it to me for the time being, I will definitely not show favoritism!" The president's eyes were full of anger, and he clutched the teacup fiercely, and the exposed green tendons on his hands looked terrifying.
Gu Tingjunyun said lightly, "I will ask Feng Feng to personally send him over, until the matter is thoroughly investigated, he is not suitable to continue to stay in the army." β
The president gritted his teeth to keep his anger from coming out on the spot, and after a few breaths, he gasped and said, "Well, I see." β
Gu Tingjun immediately stood up and said, "If it's okay, I'll leave first, and you will notify me if you have something." β
"Hmm."
The president stood at the door, staring at Gu Tingjun's back as he walked farther and farther, and could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. He clenched his fists, slammed his fist hard on the door frame, and roared through gritted teeth, "Rubbish! β