Great Power Army Reclamation

"Yongzi!" Zhao Ling'er didn't care about teaching any more homework to her classmates at this time. He rushed over in a few steps, and when Yang Geyong saw this, he quickly opened his arms, fearing that this girl would throw him to the ground.

Zhao Ling'er threw herself into Yang Geyong's arms and wanted to hang her arms around his neck. Unexpectedly, the guy put his hands under his armpits and raised them up. Wang Xiaojing excitedly slapped her hands aside: "So handsome." Okay, so strong!"

Lifted up in the air like a child, Zhao Ling'er blushed like a ripe apple. When she saw the nymphomaniac Wang Xiaojing still applauding, everyone looked over. Angrily, he pinched Yang Geyong's arm and said, "Don't put me down yet."

Yang Geyong put her on the ground with a smile, his eyes as loving as a child. "Why are you here? Aren't you at work?"

Zhao Ling'er was impatient and asked this question when she remembered it. Yang Geyong didn't want to talk about this issue in public, because he couldn't say it out loud, so he just said perfunctorily: "I'll tell you later. Let's go out to eat after school."

Zhao Ling'er handed the textbook to Wang Xiaojing and ran out of the school with Yang Geyong. Originally, she wanted to eat in the cafeteria, but Yang Geyong didn't want to be the focus. After all, Zhao Ling'er can easily focus wherever she is.

We found a noodle shop and each ordered a bowl of noodles. Zhao Ling'er wanted spicy pork, and Yang Geyong wanted oily pork.

Yang Geyong told her his situation. Zhao Ling'er slammed the table angrily and pulled him to find that Hong Xuesi. Yang Geyong couldn't laugh or cry and held her back. How could Zhao Ling'er give up? Insist on going.

Yang Geyong had no choice but to recount his experiences after arriving in Yining, emphasizing the kindness of Hong Xuesi and his daughter to him. Only then did Zhao Ling'er calm down, took Yang Geyong's hand and said, "I'm sorry, it's all my fault."

Yang Geyong smiled: "What should happen will happen sooner or later. It's just that I have always regarded Hongliu as my sister, but I didn't expect that she wanted to marry me."

Zhao Ling'er put her fingers on Yang Geyong's arm again and looked at her unkindly: "If I go later, have you already given up on her?"

Yang Geyong thought for a moment and shook his head: "Definitely not, I don't love her."

Zhao Ling'er let him go and stopped worrying about this problem, but then she frowned again: "Then what are you going to do in the future? Why don't you go back to the regiment? You can also go back to the infrastructure company. There is a shortage of people there. What do you want? What a coincidence. It will have a big impact if we go there."

Yang Geyong took Zhao Ling'er's hand and looked a little serious: "Ling'er, what did Yuze, the factory in the company, rely on to prosper twice?"

Zhao Ling'er said without hesitation: "His brain is very good. He will have an idea as soon as he thinks about it. Don't imitate him. If you can't imitate him, you don't have enough IQ."

Yang Geyong ignored her teasing and continued to say sternly: "It's a channel, it means that you can sell things! It doesn't matter whether it's a corps or a place. Only when the things produced are finally sold can you get the money. Think about it, is that so? What's going on?"

It was rare to see Yang Geyong talk so much, and Zhao Ling'er also became serious. "Your idea is not wrong, so what do you want to do? It's not your turn to sell key things? Do you want to work in the supply and marketing department of the regiment?"

Yang Geyong pointed to the leather jacket he was wearing: "How much do you think this clothes cost?"

Zhao Ling'er touched the clothes and looked at the snow-white cashmere inside: "Does this cost fifty?"

Yang Geyong shook his head: "Guess again."

"Seventy?" Zhao Ling'er's pupils dilated and she said the price in surprise.

Yang Geyong didn't bother with her anymore, and directly stretched out a finger: "Five yuan, I collected this from someone else's stall. He took a flashlight in exchange for it."

Zhao Ling'er was instantly petrified, then quickly looked through the jacket again, and then looked at Yang Geyong in disbelief: "You said this jacket was exchanged for a flashlight?"

Yang Geyong nodded: "I want to do this in the future. Look at Yuze, he has always been able to do better than us. Isn't it just because he has money?"

Zhao Ling'er had a complicated expression: "But is that a self-employed business? It's impossible for Ye Yuze not to work all his life, right? I heard from my aunt that he will take the college entrance examination this year."

Yang Geyong's expression became cold, and Zhao Ling'er's words about being self-employed made him a little uncomfortable. Anyway, Zhao Ling'er soon noticed something strange about him and quickly hugged his arm: "Okay, I will support you in whatever you do. At worst, I will support you if you don't make any money."

Yang Geyong gently stroked her hair. This girl dared to love and hate, and never concealed her thoughts. This made Yang Geyong very comfortable.

"By the way, you just said you couldn't buy anything? What do you want to buy and how much do you want?" Zhao Ling'er suddenly remembered what Yang Geyong said just now.

Yang Geyong took out a stack of money from his pocket. It was a thousand dollars, and it was what Ye Yuze had given him. I basically didn't save any salary in the past few months, so I gave the thousand I earned from rectifying the circuit to Uncle Wei.

"I don't want anything specific, just daily necessities. Towels, toothbrushes, basin sheets."

"The department store won't sell it to you? Why?" Zhao Ling'er was also a little curious about this matter. How can anyone not sell something even if they are paid?

Yang Geyong smiled bitterly: "They said that I bought too much. Such a quantity requires unit purchasing and requires a letter of introduction. I have no right to purchase."

Zhao Ling'er rolled her eyes and took the money with a smile. "Don't worry about this. After dinner, I will take you to the Fourth Division Guesthouse. You can just wait there."

After the meal, the two went to the guest house. The director of the guest house obviously knew Zhao Ling'er and asked with a smile: "Is there another relative coming to the girl's house?"

Zhao Ling'er blushed and pointed at Yang Geyong and introduced: "This is my brother. He is visiting me from Yining. He will stay here for two days. Please give him a room, auntie."

The man checked the register, then took out a key from the drawer: "Take him there yourself, No. 32, and take out the thermos and fill it with water."

Zhao Linger thanked her and led Yang Geyong away. Yang Geyong asked curiously: "Why are you familiar with this place?"

Zhao Ling'er rolled her eyes at him: "What are you thinking about? My parents live here when they come to visit me. They know the teachers here, and the waiters all remember me."

The two of them stayed in the room for a while and then Zhao Ling'er left. He didn't have the guts to stay here overnight, otherwise a phone call might be made to her father in any minute, and the consequences would not be as serious as usual.

The next morning, Zhao Ling'er had two classes, and then led a group of classmates out of school to shop for goods in a department store. Although the salesperson was a little curious about their behavior of buying everything they saw, she didn't dare to ask a group of college students wearing university emblems. These people were cadres as long as they left school, and it would do no good to offend them.