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Zhao Xiner gasped, her eyes lit up, "Training camp? Is it the men's training camp that specializes in developing eight-pack abs?"

This training camp is very famous. Young and strong men are selected to receive intensive training in horse riding, shooting, fighting... and various men's competitive competitions. People who come out of here are generally selected by big families to be close bodyguards.

Gong Ling nodded, "Yes."

Zhao Xiner was excited. "Damn it, Gong Ling, why don't you take me with you if you have such a good place? I've heard of the training camp for a long time, but unfortunately I never had the chance to see it. Wait for me in the afternoon, I want to go with you."

Gong Ling, "You..."

Zhao Xiner, "There are so many hunky men with eight-pack abs in there. Just thinking about it makes me happy. I can't imagine how happy I will be in the afternoon."

Gong Ling smiled helplessly, "Miss Zhao, can you be more serious?"

Zhao Xiner puffed out her chest, "Food and sex are human nature. I'm still single and unmarried. Won't you consider my lifelong affairs?"

Gong Ling slammed the table, "Go! I'll send a car to pick you up now!"

Zhao Xiner giggled, "That's more like it."

The two hung up the phone. Gong Ling smiled helplessly and continued to devote herself to the design.

Her life was not that difficult when Wayne was away. She had a career she loved, Mu Mu, and the company of her family and friends. She believed that everything would be fine.

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In the afternoon, Secretary Meng drove and brought Gong Ling and Zhao Xiner to the training camp.

Secretary Meng brought two hats with white veils all around them, which could just cover the face when worn.

Secretary Meng said, "Madam, Miss Zhao, please put on your hats."

The ladies and daughters of wealthy families who entered and left the training camp would all wear hats, because they were people of high social class and entered to be selected, and the men in the training camp allowed them to choose, but were not allowed to see their true faces.

Gong Ling and Zhao Xiner put on their hats and said, "Let's go in."

The camp commander came running over. "Madam, Miss Zhao, hello. Your presence here really makes our camp shine. Please follow me."

Gong Ling and Zhao Xiner walked in. All the scenes that Zhao Xiner had imagined before came to her mind. She found that she had imagined too little. The scenes here were too shocking.

All I see are men, wearing vests and camouflage pants, all of them with perfect head-to-body ratio and bodies comparable to those of international male models.

They are all training, some are running cross-country with weights, some are crawling forward, some are shooting, sweat is flowing down their strong muscles, full of hormones.

Zhao Xiner felt like she was going to dizzy. She questioned men, understood men, and became a man. She finally experienced the joy of being a man.

Zhao Xiner was no longer moving. Her eyes jumped from one man to another, and she felt like she could never stop looking at them. Gong Ling found it funny. "Miss Zhao, let's go in."

Zhao Xiner reluctantly swallowed her saliva and said, "Okay."

The camp commander smiled and said, "These are all new recruits and need strict training. We have already trained a group of top physiques, and you can choose any of them, Madam."

Zhao Xiner looked at the battalion commander of the training camp and gave him a thumbs up with her eyes. This battalion commander is a good person and easy to get along with.

Gong Ling and Zhao Xiner came to the tent. The battalion commander said, "Madam, Miss Zhao, please take a seat and have some tea. We will be here soon."

Gong Ling sat down and took a sip of tea, when a group of tall and long-legged men walked in.