Chapter 689 690 Zhuang is always good. I'm a child teacher.
Suddenly, Pan Xiaoli and I spoke at the same time: "Comrade-in-arms, you ......"
"Holes. Pay attention to discipline. No communication, bullets picked up."
At the window, the fat pig old woman coldly scolded the woman Haopan, and looked at me coldly: "If you want to fall in love, you will talk about it later." Don't set my storeroom on fire."
Pan Xiaoliteng's face flushed, revealing a rare shyness. In a panic, he bent down to pick up a stack of bullets.
During this period, Pan Xiaoli secretly looked up at me from time to time.
Every time she looks up, Pan Xiaoli's appearance will change.
The first time was the joy of reunion after a long absence, the second time was the snickering of goodbye to the old people, and the third time was the deep longing of enthusiasm like fire.
In the end, the familiar presumptuous and bold eyes that wanted me to devour me filled Pan Xiaoli's pupils again.
The transparent bulletproof glass was almost burned by her fiery eyes with seven flavors of true fire.
The stacks of bullets were placed on the table again, and Pan Xiaoli stood behind the fat woman, looking at me without blinking.
Those apricot eyes once again flashed with the vitality of the past and the spring waves that blew the South China Sea.
And I just stood quietly and watched quietly.
The fat woman stared at me several times, and suddenly glanced back at the woman Haopan, and scolded angrily: "Look at what. What's there to see. Still watching. Go back to your post right away."
"Your punishment wasn't heavy enough?"
Pan Xiaoli bit her lip tightly and said yes, turning back with thousands of reluctance,
Under the stern gaze of the fat woman, Pan Xiaoli walked around the corner, turned around suddenly, straightened up and saluted me with all her might.
"Comrade-in-arms. Take care all the way!"
I was stunned for a moment, gritted my teeth and nodded vigorously silently, with a knife cutting in my heart.
I still underestimated Pan Xiaoli.
I've got all the weapons here, and I've got half a base of bullets, even if you're an idiot, you know the purpose of receiving such a huge number of bullets.
The place where Pan Xiaoli works is the core of the arsenal.
There are at least three more levels out there.
Pan Xiaoli should be in the second small room responsible for receiving weapons and ammunition.
The room was supposed to be small, cold, and not seen of daylight, except for the glare of the lone lamp.
She said that she would leave work tomorrow morning, and that she should work 48 hours and 72 hours off.
The arsenal is equivalent to the security specifications of the prefix and the archive, but the staff on duty in the arsenal are harder and more monotonous than the staff of the prefix and the archive.
During the 48 hours of work, I was not allowed to read, read newspapers, or surf the Internet.
The only thing you can do is sit in a daze.
This kind of work is equivalent to confinement.
One level is forty-eight hours.
Those with poor psychological quality in this claustrophobic space will be locked up and crazy.
Pan Xiaoli, the current days are more bitter than me.
Silently put away the weapons and ammunition, signed for confirmation, and turned away silently.
Behind her, a fat woman muttered to herself: "Pan Xiaoli is so cute and stupid, she ran to Wujia to sue the emperor for a stinky man......
"Stinky man, it's not a thing."
"Phew!"
"Stinky man, there's no good thing."
When I got off, my heart exploded. A wave of resentment rushed to the mudball, clenching an automatic rifle in his hand.
I wanted to ask the fat woman for clarification, but the alloy door was closed.
Secretly took the fat woman's words to heart, and walked out of the second level with a weapon on his back.
At this time, a beautiful, graceful and dignified figure inadvertently appeared in my eyes.
That's Zhuang Chihua!
There are still many people behind Zhuang Chihua. Among them was the deputy general in charge of the arsenal.
Seeing this scene, I also understood.
I was able to get the weapon smoothly not because the arsenal was not off work, but because Zhuang Chihua was helping
I.
Zhuang Chihua, who pretended to be secretly visiting and carrying out a surprise attack, did not show any emotion when he saw me, Mu Ran listened to the report of the person in charge of the arsenal, and nodded frequently in approval.
After a hurried farewell and meeting again, Zhuang Chihua still didn't dare to have any communication with me.
The disparity in identity, the gap in status, the secretary next to him, the vice president behind him, the person in charge of the arsenal in front of him, and the dense monitoring on the narrow and narrow passage......
added one shackle and shackle after another to Zhuang Chihua's body, making her unable to move.
The moment he saw me appear, Zhuang Chihua suddenly stopped the report of the person in charge of the arsenal, and deliberately looked at the time: "I am very satisfied with the work of your arsenal. As for the difficulties you mentioned, I will write a report and give you three million for upgrading."
"I won't eat anymore. I'm going to pick up the kids."
Chatting with the vice president next to him, Zhuang Chihua strolled out: "Eucalyptus Yi is very well-behaved and obedient now, and he is much more sensible than before."
"It's just that I love nightmares at night, and every time I wake up, I hug me and say I miss his teacher."
"Eucalyptus, that teacher is terrible."
These deliberate words to me fell in my ears and made me feel a little guilty.
I promised Eucalyptus that I would follow me from now on. But I broke my promise.
I don't know when I will be able to come back and continue to fulfill my promises.
At this time, I was overtaking Zhuang Chihua's new secretary and was viciously stopped.
Zhuang Chihua also stopped and looked at me.
"It's fine. He was anxious to let him go first."
I looked at Zhuang Chihua calmly and whispered, "Thank you, Mr. Zhuang."
It was when Zhuang Chihua said this that she dared to look at me up close for the first time.
I haven't seen him for nearly half a year, Zhuang Chihua's momentum has increased sharply, and his charm has become a little more coquettish and graceful.
She was also dressed exquisitely today, the most exquisite day I have ever known.
The biggest change is Zhuang Chihua's clothes, and his taste has turned to a new level.
Suddenly, Zhuang Chihua pointed at me and said softly, "You, are you a child teacher?"
At first glance, when I heard my name, the dozen or so people at the scene were shocked and moved.
Now in the headquarters, the word "child teacher" is tantamount to a depth charge.
Zhuang Chihua's new secretary gasped in fright, stood in place, and didn't dare to look at me at all.
I stood still and saluted Zhuang Chihua: "Zhuang is always good. I'm a child teacher."
Plunged down.