The protagonist of fast time travel Halo Crusher

Chapter 147 I Was an Adjutant in the Republic of China ([-])
"Yes." Zheng Yilin blinked playfully, "When the platoon commander sees you, Adjutant Guan, don't forget to ask me a question, so that he doesn't forget too much."

"Okay, don't worry." Although Wu Zhao didn't know what happened between Guan Qiuhong and Zheng Yilin, it was fine for him to pass on a message.

As soon as Zheng Yilin entered the main hall, she saw Fu Xianzhi who was reading documents there. She looked at Fu Xianzhi who already had wrinkles at the corners of her eyes, and she was still very moved. What a mature and attractive man.

She smiled and stretched out her hand to greet Fu Xianzhi: "Hello, Governor Fu, we meet again."

Fu Xianzhi stretched out his white gloved hand and shook Zheng Yilin's hand, "Ms. Zheng, hello."

"Please sit down." He pointed to the sofa beside him.

Zheng Yilin went to sit down, and Fu Xianzhi also sat on the sofa on the other side.

Zheng Yilin put down her bag, took out her notebook and pen, "Fu Dujun, speaking of which, we are quite destined. It is a great honor to interview you today."

"It's also my honor." Fu Xianzhi nodded slightly.

"Then I'll start the interview." Zheng Yilin didn't want to give Fu Xianzhi the feeling that she was supporting him, so she went straight to the point. She didn't believe that relying on her own connotation, Fu Xianzhi didn't have any feelings for her.

"Okay." Fu Xianzhi made a gesture, and the people beside him brought tea to Zheng Yilin and Fu Xianzhi with winking eyes.

"Director Fu, what do you think of this war between the northern and southern governments? Do you have any predictions about the outcome of the war?" Zheng Yilin's first question was quite sharp.

Fu Xianzhi shook his head: "War is complicated. I don't have any predictions. Any predictions are useless on the actual battlefield."

Zheng Yilin asked: "But we can make a simple prediction based on the strength of the troops, weapons, supplies, and commander. Can't you make a prediction based on these? What are your chances of winning?"

"Miss Zheng, I have nothing to say about the war." Fu Xianzhi picked up the teacup. The tea set prepared by Sun Chengyu was British-style, with beautiful smoky pink lines and a gold rim around the rim of the cup.

"Then do you agree with the war launched by the North and South governments? Are you passively avoiding the war here?" Zheng Yilin's questions became more acute.

Fu Xianzhi took a sip of tea, English style black tea, which was not to his liking, "I'm just a soldier, war is the choice of the government and the cabinet, and what I can do is to execute orders. As for me, I'm here because the army is hardworking. Beyond that, we need to recuperate and rectify. After rectifying, we will have more morale when we fight.”

Zheng Yilin quickly wrote something down in her notebook. After writing it down, she looked up and said, "Then can I understand that you are unwilling to fight this war, but did it because the northern cabinet had no choice but to fight it?"

"Ms. Zheng, I hope you understand that I am a soldier who obeys orders. In addition, I personally believe that reporters need to record truthfully, and you do not need to speculate on the thoughts of the interviewees." Fu Xianzhi played with the gun in his hand. The tea cup is exquisite and compact.

Hearing this, Zheng Yilin put down the pen in her hand in dissatisfaction, "Fu Dujun, I am a reporter with my own thoughts. I advocate freedom. No one can control the pen in my hand."

"I don't want to control the pen in your hand. I also appreciate your thoughts. However, you are free and so am I. Your thoughts cannot be placed on my head." Fu Xianzhi looked away from the tea cup in his hand. Move up and look directly at Zheng Yilin.

Zheng Yilin was at a loss for words, so she had to continue to ask: "Fu Dujun, you danced with the Japanese female partner last night, does it mean that you are closer to Japan?"

"I danced with you too. Ms. Zheng, I am a man, and I just appreciate beauties dancing with her. I didn't know she was a Japanese female partner, so please don't overinterpret it." Fu Xianzhi put down his teacup in dissatisfaction, wrinkled Frowning, didn't Guan Qiuhong communicate with the reporter about the problem?What are these questions.

He raised his wrist and looked at his watch, "Miss Zheng, I'm sorry, I still have military affairs, so that's all for today's interview, we'll talk about it next time. Or you can go interview someone else."

Zheng Yilin's face was embarrassed. She was ready to use sharp questions to lead to other topics, and then use her own thoughts to attract Fu Xianzhi's attention, but why didn't Fu Xianzhi follow the script? "Okay, I want to go to the barracks and interview your adjutant by the way."

"Wu Zhao!" Fu Xian ordered, "Accompany Miss Zheng to the barracks to find Adjutant Guan."

"Yes!" Wu Zhao led Zheng Yilin out, got in the car and went to the military camp.

Lin Mu was handling some trivial military affairs there. She planned to return to the Governor's Mansion after dinner. Zheng Yilin should have left by then.

What she didn't expect was that Zheng Yilin actually came to her. Sure enough, the halos of the male and female protagonists are attracted to each other.

Lin Muqiang supported his smiling face, "Hello, Miss Zheng."

When Zheng Yilin saw Lin Mu and saw that she didn't take herself seriously like Fu Xianzhi, she felt a lot better, "Guan Qiuhong, Adjutant Guan, you owe me a suit of clothes, haven't you forgotten?"

"How can I forget this?" The smile on Lin Mu's face froze, "Miss Zheng, I apologize again."

"Don't always call me Miss Zheng, Miss Zheng. Just call me Yilin. Can I call you Qiuhong?" Zheng Yilin didn't know why, but she felt that she was extra relaxed when she was around Guan Qiuhong. Maybe it was because of Guan Qiuhong. He doesn't have the same momentum and sense of oppression as Fu Xianzhi.

But as a woman, if she can conquer a man like Fu Xianzhi, what kind of sense of accomplishment would it be?

"Haha." Lin Mu laughed dryly.

Elin?She couldn't call him out, and besides, could she stop calling herself Qiu Hong? It was really weird to be so close.

"Qiuhong, can you introduce your troops to me?" Zheng Yilin took out her notebook and pen.

"Okay, okay." Lin Mu began to introduce the basic situation, fearing that Zheng Yilin would ask him about other issues. Lin Mu introduced everything from infantry and cavalry to artillery, and even introduced the differences in the clothing of different arms in detail.

In short, apart from the military secrets, Lin Mu talked about everything else for half an hour, and his mouth was dry.

She turned her head and saw that Zheng Yilin had long forgotten, and instead looked at herself with a funny face.

"What's wrong?" Lin Mu prayed secretly in his heart, this aunt must not take a fancy to her.

Zheng Yilin laughed out loud: "Qiuhong, you are so cute."

She had never seen such a serious and lovely person. She would simply introduce herself, while others would just say a few words. It was the first time she had seen someone like Guan Qiuhong who had introduced him carefully for less than half an hour.

(End of this chapter)