Yang Jun had nothing to do in the afternoon.

He drove his Willis jeep out of the factory.

Today he is going to find someone to help solve the matter of Yang Liu and He Yushui becoming soldiers.

Yang Jun hopes that Yang Liu will become a soldier, but not an ordinary soldier, but a literary soldier.

Every spring and autumn, the General Political Song and Dance Troupe (Art Troupe) has two opportunities to recruit, generally this kind of recruitment is oriented to the active duty personnel, of course, there are also special recruits, then you need to have a specialty, recommended by the unit or the street to enter.

And Yang Liu and He Yushui are currently students, and if they want to become literary and artistic soldiers, they must need special recruitment.

The big leader Qian Duoyi is the person in charge of this work, but he is not looking for Uncle Qian today, but looking for her daughter Qian Duoduo.

Like a big leader-level figure, Yang Jun gets along with the purpose of not causing trouble to them, and such a trivial thing as recruiting literary and artistic soldiers is a matter of Uncle Qian's words.

But Yang Jun didn't want to trouble him because of this little thing.

So he had to find a lot of money.

The car drove to the location of the art troupe.

Yang Jun parked the car and went to the doorman to register.

After verifying his identity, the doorman registered, and then made a phone call.

After a while, Qian Duoduo ran over with an excited face.

She first waved her hand to him from afar, and then ran to Yang Jun's side.

Today, she is wearing a military uniform, with two twisted braids on her chest, her red face can be blown and broken, and her body is as light as a petrel cutting through the darkness.

"Hey, I said, Director Yang, what kind of wind is blowing you to me today?"

As soon as they met, Qian Duoduo began to scold him.

Since the last time she refused to give a speech in the art troupe, Qian Duoduo has not given him a good face.

Yang Jun smiled, looked up at the sky, and seemed to be looking for a weather vane.

"Sister Qian, you have nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace, and my brother is looking for you to do you a favor today."

"Humph!" Qian Duoduo looked arrogant and turned his body to the side,

"I know you're not at ease, tell me, what's the matter."

Yang Jun looked around and knew that this was not the place to speak.

"There's an old Maozi restaurant over there, why don't we go over there and eat and talk?"

Qian Duoduo glanced at the restaurant over there and said with a smile: "It's rare that Director Yang has a heart and wants to invite me to eat at "Lao Mo", so let's go."

Yang Jun was stunned when he heard this, he thought it was just an ordinary restaurant, but he didn't expect that when he heard Qian Duoduo say this, it turned out to be the long-rumored "Lao Mo" restaurant.

The two of them came to the door of the hotel, where there were four marble pillars, painted with red paint, which looked a little like the style of a fighting nation.

When I walked in, I saw the words "Moscow Restaurant" written on the door, and the bottom was bilingual in Russian.

As soon as you enter the hall.

In front of you is a pond with sculptures standing on it.

One of them is a sculpture of a double dance, which is a picture of a foreigner with a high nose dancing with a Chinese girl dressed in a bragi.

The main dish here is Russian cuisine, with large riba bread and vodka spirits on the cupboards on both sides.

Looking around the restaurant, the Russian architecture, decoration, and listening to the heroic songs of the famous fighting people, you can also appreciate the alternative feeling of Western culture.

The meals here were all booked in advance, and the two did not make reservations, and the restaurant service staff did not let them in.

I originally wanted to change the family to eat, but Qian Duoduo was unwilling, so I had to try Lao Mo's dishes. Said that I had eaten it twice before, and it tasted good.

After the two showed their work permits, and after a lot of stalking, the restaurant waiters had no choice but to find their leaders.

The leader was Lao Maozi, who first circled around Yang Jun and the others, then looked at their work cards, and finally reluctantly agreed to let them go in for dinner.

The waiter led them to a corner of the hall.

Over here

I order food at the front desk.

Yang Jun was about to order food, but was stopped by Qian Duoduo.

"Let's talk about things first, and then I'll decide how to order the food."

Qian Duoduo wrapped his arms around him, leaned back in his chair, and said with a smile.

Yang Jun smiled bitterly, knowing that she was still fighting with herself.

If things are difficult, she will do less, and if things are difficult, she will slaughter Yang Jun well.

"I want my sister to go to your regiment as a literary soldier, can you see if you can get two special recruitment places?"

Yang Jun didn't go around the bend and went straight to the point.

He knew that the military background hated others to talk about it the most, and only then did he get into the topic.

Therefore, he has nothing to hide, so he directly said what he meant.

Originally, he could ask Yi Qiushui to find Qian Duoduo to help solve this matter, but he didn't want to leave an impression that no one was in his eyes, so he came in person.

"No problem, it just so happens that our group is about to enroll students in the spring, and the person in charge of enrollment this time happens to be me."

Qian Duoduo suddenly remembered something.

"It seems that your fourth sister is less than 16 years old, right?"

Yang Jun was stunned for a moment, and quickly explained, "It's not my fourth sister, it's my third sister Yang Liu and a neighbor girl in the compound."

"No problem, it's up to me."

Qian Duoduo nodded, patted his chest and reassured.

"Then I'm going to give you trouble, you sit down first, and I'll order."

"Wait."

Yang Jun was just about to order food when he was stopped by Qian Duoduo.

She leaned forward, stared at Yang Jun's eyes and said with a smile,

"Your favor, I helped, my favor, can you help?"

Yang Jun smiled bitterly, "My aunt, it's not that I don't want to help you with this, it's that I can't."

Yang Jun remembered that Qian Duoduo asked him to go to the art troupe to give a hero speech last time and was rejected by him, but he didn't expect her to wait for him here.

If he dares to refuse to give a speech, I'm afraid that Yang Liu's matter of becoming a soldier will also be yellow.

Qian Duoduo squinted at him, his fingers kept tapping on the table, hoping that Yang Jun could give her an explanation.

Yang Jun was helpless and spread his hands.

"My resume, you must have read it too, do you remember that I made two first-class merits?"

"Go on." Qian Duoduo nodded and motioned for him to continue.

"Continue?"

Yang Jun rolled his eyes: "Grandma, I've prompted you here, how can I continue?"

Qian Duoduo was stunned when he heard this, lowered his head and pondered for a while, and immediately understood.

"What do you mean...... I see."

Qian Duoduo was born in a military family, her father is a battle-hardened veteran, and she herself is a soldier.

She understands the concept of "first-class merit".

I also know that there is an unknown secret behind that heavy medal.

Such a medal cannot be awarded without great contributions.

And Yang Jun not only won the first-class merit, but also twice.

There must be a huge amount of effort behind this medal, and it must be that he has completed the impossible task of manpower, and the organization has rewarded him.

And Yang Jun is a qualified soldier, he naturally will not reveal his secrets to others, so she can understand that his invitation to give a hero speech was rejected.

"You...... It must have been a hardship that ordinary people can't imagine."

Qian Duoduo looked at Yang Jun's eyes with a hint of respect.

In the past, she always thought that Yang Jun was arrogant and had no one in his eyes, and field soldiers like them looked down on them as literary and artistic workers, but she didn't expect that after being reminded by Yang Jun today, she realized how shallow she was.

Although Yang Jun had not personally experienced those dangerous battle scenes, he could still feel the threat of death from the memories of his predecessor.

"I've been through nearly forty battles, eight of which I almost didn't come back, and there were

Three times, I was invited to drink by Lord Yama."

In Yang Jun's mind, there are constantly scenes of life and death parting flashing like a movie, and every time he thinks of every moment of life and death, he shudders.

Yang Jun looked at Qian Duoduo, who was fascinated, he stood up and walked to her, bent down and lifted his trouser legs.

A scarlet scar stretched up from the calf.

Although the scar has healed, it still looks like it has just been injured, and it makes people shudder to see.

"Ahh

Qian Duoduo was so frightened that his face was pale, and his body subconsciously leaned back.

Yang Jun returned to his seat and was silent for a long time before he said, "The last thing I want to mention is the stories of the past, maybe I tell these things, and others only listen to the stories, but they don't know that behind each story there are countless comrades-in-arms who shed blood and sacrificed for it."

"Why don't you change your request?"

Yang Jun looked at the silent Qian Duoduo and said.

Qian Duoduo shook his head and said, "No need, I'm too selfish, you're right, in the eyes of others, this is a heroic story, but here you are, you are revealing your bloody scars."

Qian Duoduo felt that the topic was a little heavy, and smiled,

"Don't worry, I'll never let you give a speech again, but ......."

Qian Duoduo changed the topic and said, "Today I will slaughter you well."

"No problem, whatever."

As long as he is not allowed to give a speech, let alone a "Lao Mo", it is no problem to have ten meals.

The two went to the front desk to order.

To be honest, Yang Jun really has no appetite for Western food, except for the beautiful dishes, the taste is really not good.

All he wanted was a beetroot soup, a salad, and a medium-rare steak.

Qian Duoduo is not polite, today she came with the intention of slaughtering Yang Jun fiercely.

Like a regular customer, she didn't even read the recipe, and directly ordered a Russian-style cold sour fish, Australian eye beef steak, roasted silver snow in milk, and stuffy canned beef.

Yang Jun watched her order a lot, and really didn't know if she had a lot of food or deliberately wanted to kill him.

However, he doesn't care, the last thing he lacks is money.

The "Lao Mo" restaurant had been registered on it and did not need food stamps, so Yang Jun paid 36 yuan.

The two returned to their seats and waited for the food to be served.

At this time, there were only three tables of guests in the restaurant, and in the center of the hall, a Chinese girl was playing the piano.

Most of the people who dine here are people of status, and they will sit there quietly and listen to the exotic customs, shaking their heads like gentlemen and enjoying the music.

Of course, there are also people who come here for other purposes.

They deliberately order foods such as vegetable soup and fragrant rice, which are usually served with silver plates, silver spoons, and silver forks.

Whenever they had finished eating, they would secretly put the silver cutlery in their pockets and leave.

Later, after "Lao Mo" found out that he had lost the tableware continuously, he immediately changed these tableware to iron, so that later those who wanted to come to "Lao Mo" to dine, the first thought was to steal the tableware back.

After the food came up, Yang Jun didn't find that these tableware were made of silver, which was no different from the tableware at home, but there were more artistic shapes in the style.