Quickly transcend when indifference is attacked by scum

Steward Roy was walking on the avenue with two boxes in his hands, his brows were deeply frowned. He had contacted the master just now. Although he hesitated, he still recounted what the young master said word for word. He originally thought that the master would be angry and curse, but he only heard a long sigh. Does this mean that the master has given in?And when he talked about the embarrassed look of the young master when he just came back, he clearly heard the sound of some porcelain being overturned on the master's side, and before he had time to ask, the master had already cut off the computer connection, so that He was a little elusive.

"Bang bang." Roy knocked on the door with his fingers, then stepped back and stood respectfully. When the door opened, he lowered his head and offered the two boxes up, saying, "Master, this is you and Admiral Wen An's dress tonight for the 'Federation Night', please take a look, if there is any discomfort, I will ask someone to change it immediately."

Nuo Sen looked at the old man with complicated eyes. He took the box and put it on the table. When Wen An saw it, he didn't need Nuo Sen to open his mouth. He stood up automatically, opened his arms, and looked at Nuo Sen who had already taken out his clothes. Obviously waiting for something.

Nuo Sen hurriedly stretched out the uniform with black background and silver border, shook it lightly, and then compared it to Wen An. He looked at the shoulder width, sleeve length, and slightly tucked waist, and he was satisfied. Nodding, there is nothing wrong with the size, and the person who made this dress is quite considerate.

Carefully put Wen An's dress back into the gift box, Nuo Sen took out the dress with white background and silver border in another box, looked a little astonished, turned his head to look at the steward outside the door, pursed his lips, and then put the dress in Comparing to him, he only swiped his hand a few times before he heard Wen An's low-chun voice: "The sleeves are short and the waist is wide."

Nuo Sen was a little dazed. He picked up the cuff and looked at it. It was indeed a little short. He stretched out his hand and pulled at his waist. It was really tight. He quickly put away his clothes and returned the box to the steward without saying a word. After all, Roy Not being blind and deaf here, he immediately rushed to the clothing store to adjust his clothes.

"General, you haven't participated in any other social groups except in school. I wonder if you can adapt to the federal night?" Nuo Sen was a little worried. He knew nothing about his general's rest life, except Looking at the information is looking at the information. Compared with the children of other aristocratic families, it is a blank slate in terms of communication.

"Drinking, talking, dancing, alliances. Do I need to get used to these things?" Wen An raised his eyebrows and said with unspeakable momentum.

Nuo Sen had nothing to say. This night of the Federation was not what the general said. At most, it was just a blind date. There was really no need to worry. The inexplicable uneasiness and panic in his heart disappeared immediately.

night.

Steward Roy has already prepared a very low-key and luxurious aircraft, prepared the best pilot in the entire village, and watched the two leave. He sighed deeply when he could no longer see everything. Seeing Admiral Wen An, what would be his reaction...

Brilliantly lit and luxurious, this is the world that unfolds in front of Wen An and Nuo Sen. Everyone is dressed in splendid attire. At a glance, there are rigorous uniforms and luxurious long skirts. Nuo Sen has not participated in this kind of banquet for five years. Yes, I looked at the general, and waited for him to take a step before I followed closely behind. However, the general stood at the door like a rock, motionless.

The people in the banquet gradually stopped, looking towards the door with pairs of eyes, and were instantly taken away by those two resolute and handsome faces. When did such a high-quality man appear in the high-level circle of the Federation?

Wen An frowned, feeling the unclear gaze, and said to his side impatiently: "Hand." After speaking, his right hand sank a little, and he directly held Nuo Sen's hand in his hand, striding towards the hall over here.

The hall gradually quieted down, and the elegant pure music was flowing quietly, but it couldn't calm the sudden waves in people's hearts. I didn't realize that they were far away before, and one of the two was Roy who had disappeared in Blue Star. The other, the grandson of the deputy general, is clearly the uncouth and reckless general of the Third Army—Wen An!

And looking at the clothes on the two of them, it is clearly the same style, but the background color is different.Dare to dress like this on such a site, I am afraid that no one with eyes can say that these two people have no special relationship. I don't know, what will Deputy General Roy and Patriarch Wen think when they see such a situation?

The atmosphere in the hall was inexplicably strange, and no one made a sound, quietly watching the two walk to the middle, where the most important people of the Federation were.

Wen An's military boots knocked on the clean and bright place with a steady sound. He held Nuo Sen's hand tightly and stood still. Then he freed his right hand to salute the person standing in the middle, pressing his slender five fingers on the black The fabric was close to where the heart was, and he bent slightly, and said in a cold voice, "General Wen An of the Third Army, ask the President for instructions." In this way, no matter what, he would never mistake the President.

President Wycliffe nodded, stretched out his hand to signal Wen An to stand up, and said, "The general is back, how is the border situation now?"

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Wen An took a careful look at the President, then stood up and said, "Wen An just happened to have something to report to the President."

"Oh?" Wycliffe raised his eyebrows, then put down the small wine glass in his hand, nodded to the people around him, and then said to Wen An, "Go upstairs and talk."

Wen An followed, and just as Nuo Sen took a step, a man walked over aggressively, grabbed his arm, pulled him back, and said, "Now that I'm back, I don't even bother to notify you." ?”

Nuo Sen's face changed slightly, he didn't care to answer, he looked at Wen An, and Wen An turned his head to look at him with a little reassurance, Nuo Sen thought about it, and there was indeed no threat, so he moved a little bit. He took a deep breath, turned his head, and pulled his old man out the door with his backhand. They need to have a good communication.

lounge.

"Let's talk." Wycliffe sat on the sofa, staring at Wen An closely with a pair of eagle eyes. Wen An did not panic, opened the optical computer on his wrist, touched his finger lightly, and a document popped up instantly. It was the report from the Third Army that had been moved so that the president could see it clearly.

The room was silent for a while.

"Is this even happening at the border?" Wycliffe rubbed his forehead and waved his hands wearily.

Wen An put away his optical brain, looked at the president seriously and said, "Yeah?"

"Recently, a defected soldier appeared in the central city, and the guards surrounded him in the outskirts. When he was desperate, he turned into a Zerg in front of everyone, and was finally shot dead." The president slammed his fist on the table and said There was a heavy sound: "I thought the scope of this matter was not large. Out of the consideration of people's hearts, I didn't make this matter public. I only ordered people to investigate it privately. I didn't expect it to appear at the border!"

Wen An remained silent.

Wycliffe turned his gaze to him, and carefully observed the only general he had never met before. It was obvious that he had the temperament that a soldier should have, brave, resolute, and strong, but his pair were like deep water. Calm eyes finally made a decision.

"Wen An, if I leave this matter to you, can you eradicate this scourge for the entire Federation?"

"My responsibility is only the third army, the border of the Federation. I don't believe that the president has no one available." Wen An replied calmly with his eyes downcast.

Wycliffe smiled wryly. He did have a lot of people under his command, and there were some who could be used. However, there were always various constraints. It was better to just parachute a person of weight. As for those intricate networks, he could directly kill them. Cutting the mess would be more effective. Moreover, if the person in front of him is not to mention that he is a general of the third army, but the background of the Wen family behind him may be easier to investigate than imagined.

Others don't know, but he knows that Wen Jiaming doesn't care about the second son on the surface, but secretly he will always clean up all the big and small troubles for him in advance, and the Wen family's power will never be displayed on the surface. Comes out so easy...

"Well, let me confess, I have someone in my hands, but there are too many constraints. I am afraid that this catastrophe will have erupted before one, two, three are found out. If it were you, you would never treat someone in the central city. Let some people tie their hands and feet."

Wen An nodded secretly in his heart. The Third Army could not let these aristocratic families intervene at the border, so for him, he really didn't need to care about these things. In this way, he had to accept this matter. To break through, his mission is probably suspended.

Xi Jing's smiling voice suddenly popped up in his mind: "Sure enough, you are smart. The foundation of this mission is the existence of the Federation, so you'd better take it."

Only then did Wen An say: "I can take over this matter, but President, you must give me all relevant rights, and I must ensure that what I do is not interfered with."

Wycliffe gritted his teeth and agreed, according to an old Chinese saying: I can't bear to let the child catch the wolf.

"Then President, I will leave first." Wen An stood up, gave a military salute to the President, turned and left the lounge.

Back in the lobby, Wen An frowned. Even though the room was full of unfamiliar faces, he could intuitively know that his adjutant was not here. He reached out for a glass of wine, ignored all eyes, and stood on the balcony. Take a small sip.

The wine was a bit strong, and Wen An smoothly undid the disciplinary button close to his collar, and immediately a large piece of honey-colored skin was exposed, and even the two collarbones were like two swords, very imposing, and he was immediately present Most of the women swallowed silently, some boldly couldn't sit still, and walked towards this side, but unexpectedly someone had already passed by before them, so they retreated unwillingly.

"Wen An, I haven't seen you for several years. How are you doing in the Third Army? When are you going to go home and have a look?" Wen Ya slowly walked over with a glass of wine, looked at Wen An's appearance, and then looked at Wen An. Looking at the commotion crowd beside him, a clear smile appeared in his eyes.

Wen An looked at the person coming, and couldn't help gritting his teeth a little. It was another face he didn't recognize. How did the original body grow so big?And from this tone, it is obvious that he is from the Wen family, but this identity...

"Who are you?" Wen An asked frankly helplessly.

Wen Ya showed a tinge of astonishment, but remembering the introduction about Wen An in the information, "do not remember faces and do not recognize people", she immediately understood, and introduced herself indifferently: "I am Wen Ya, your elder brother."

Wen An immediately retrieved the information about Wen Ya from his mind, and only summed it up in three words: smiling tiger.His eldest brother is an outlier compared to the entire Wen family. An heir who is engaged in interplanetary business emerges from a military family, but it is somewhat similar to his previous world. Turning his hands into clouds and turning his hands into rain is his The truest portrayal of Big Brother's business wars over the years.

"Oh, that's why I should call you big brother?" Wen An asked calmly.In fact, the original body still had a little bit of resentment towards this family, and as the second son, he didn't take it seriously at all, so he didn't go home for nine consecutive years. He thought that everything was done by himself, but the authorities were bewildered by the onlookers, and gentle. An naturally knew how much the Wen family had contributed to it, not to mention that it was impossible for a "powerless" person to rise to a high position in the army so quickly. "Kill" is definitely not something that Wen An can get.

"Of course. How does it feel to be at the border?" Wen Ya casually leaned on the side railing, raised her hand to take a sip of wine, and turned to look at Wen An.

"Well, that's it."

"It's a lot older than before, and I don't know when you're going back, so set a time for our family to get together." Wen Ya smiled, and glanced at the wound on Wen An's face very naturally , his eyes darkened inexplicably.

"Okay, then the day after tomorrow." Wen An raised his eyebrows, and fixed the time simply. As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the voice of his familiar adjutant behind him: "General."

Wen An turned around, raised the cup in Wen Ya's hand, and said, "Let's go first." Then he walked directly towards Nuo Sen, and said in a low voice, "Let's go."

Wen Ya drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, remembered the way the adjutant looked at her just now, and laughed in a low voice, could it be that she still regarded herself as an emotional threat?However, in Wen An's situation, he was able to recognize this person unexpectedly. It seemed that he was reassured. In the future, there would be no need to worry about the relationship.

Putting down the cup, Wen Ya smiled and declined the person who made the request, and left the hall. I should talk to my father about this matter.

On the way back, Nuo Sen looked at the profile of the general, and he was secretly happy. Grandpa found him just now, and although he scolded Wen An severely, his attitude changed obviously, instead of targeting him with all his strength, It was a subtle defense, which inevitably made him ecstatic. After resisting for so many years, he finally managed to resist.

General, my general, I have cleared all obstacles, only waiting for you...