In a quiet afternoon, the furry Ms. Xiaoqi lay down in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and ate her exclusive cat biscuits.
Xu Xinghe sat at the table and applied medicine to his right hand.
The doorbell rang suddenly.
Xu Xinghe didn't stop moving his hands, and said casually, "Please come in."
The voice-activated door opened automatically, and He Han, the steward, came in, stopped three steps away from him, nodded respectfully, and said, "Mr. Xu, good afternoon."
Xu Xinghe was startled, raised his head and looked at He Han whose attitude suddenly became more polite, he didn't understand, so he asked, "What can I do for you?"
If He Han's attitude towards him was still polite and detached and perfunctory when they first met, then at this moment, the detachment and perfunctory have become serious and courteous, only the decent etiquette remains unchanged.
When He Han opened his mouth next, Xu Xinghe realized that he was more than a little bit polite: "I'm sorry about what happened during the day, I didn't restrain the orderlies in the marshal's mansion, I have re-educated them, so as not to It happened again. In addition, the marshal asked me to ask you about York's follow-up disposition. If you request, he can be transferred from the marshal's mansion immediately."
"Ah?" Xu Xinghe didn't realize what he was singing for a moment.
He tilted his head and said, "You can decide for yourself about this kind of thing. Why do you ask me?"
When He Han heard this, he raised his head and glanced at Xu Xinghe, trying to tell from it whether he really didn't understand or whether he knew what he was asking.
In fact, I was also surprised when Marshal Ling called me.
Marshal Ling did not directly order York to be driven out, but asked himself to ask Xu Xinghe for instructions, leaving the decision to the other party.
This means that Xu Xinghe is no longer just "another master" in name to the Marshal's Mansion.
He Han is able to serve as the Chief of Service of the Marshal's Mansion at a young age, and he is still outstanding in observing words and demeanor.
At this moment, he looked at Xu Xinghe who really looked out of the situation, hesitated for a moment, and replied frankly: "He is disrespectful to you, and you should deal with it."
Xu Xinghe was dumbfounded now.
He thought that York made such a fuss because of a sentence that violated the marshal's taboo, but it turned out that it was only because of "disrespect" to himself? ?
something is wrong...
I even handed in the divorce agreement, and I will leave after a year. Why does Marshal Ling still care about this
"If it's because of this—" Xu Xinghe lowered his head and continued to wipe the burnt part of his right hand.
He Han raised his head, waiting for the other party to open his mouth to decide whether York would stay or not.
"Then let him come to the kitchen more often to help." After Xu Xinghe bandaged the wound, he carefully tied a beautiful bow, and then moved his hands in satisfaction. "Anyway, I will often go to the kitchen in the future. I just need a helper. Can he chop vegetables?"
He Han: "..."
A little surprise finally appeared on the Bingshan face of the steward.
He thought that Xu Xinghe would at least take advantage of this incident to gain momentum and drive York away.
Xu Xinghe saw his surprise, but just smiled.
He also knew that in this case, it might be a better choice to transfer York, but...
He remembered that when he asked York to get the medical kit, he was actually just trying to find an excuse to send him away, but he didn't expect York to come back with the medical kit.
Xu Xinghe stretched his waist under the sun: "He is not bad, but his mouth is a little short, you should let him correct this problem, otherwise he will not be so lucky next time."
"Yes, I will discipline him well." He Han raised his head and re-examined the young marshal spouse in front of him.
The Xu Xinghe rumored on the Internet was obviously an arrogant and narrow-minded Omega, that's why he was disliked by General Mu, and he filed for divorce just after a year passed.
However, the Omega in front of him is completely incompatible with those adjectives.
Even, the other party's open-minded and tolerant attitude made him a little impressed.
"For York, I apologize to you on his behalf, and thank you on his behalf."
He Han said, bowing deeply.
Xu Xinghe quickly waved his hands: "It's all trivial matters, go and do your own thing."
After all, he still put himself in the position of a "guest", and he only needed other people in the Marshal's Mansion to treat him like a guest.
Therefore, He Han's attitude change caught him a little off guard.
Frankly speaking, he didn't really want to leave too many bonds in the Marshal's Mansion, otherwise, how would he face the separation after a year
Star Floating City, Alliance Military Office.
The command building of the military headquarters towered into the sky, surrounded by patrol planes, and the highest-level Skynet defense system was deployed throughout the day, guarding the alliance military center.
The two-hour meeting had just ended, and Marshal Ling took the elevator to the 88th floor, his exclusive lounge.
Adjutant Major General Qin Yuan followed behind him, reporting on the itinerary as he walked: "You have a video conference with Marshal Alex at 10:30 tonight, which is expected to last for more than three hours. I asked them to clean up your little one. Room, stay here tonight."
Old Marshal Alex is located in the Alpha galaxy, and there is an 11-hour time difference from the capital star of the Beta galaxy. The meeting time is not easy to coordinate, and one of the participants is destined to attend the late-night meeting.
Ling Changfeng frowned.
Qin Yuan was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the electronic schedule: "What's wrong? I remember you have no other plans for the evening..."
In the past, when encountering such situations, Ling Changfeng would choose to stay directly in the command building for the night, and would not return to the Marshal's Mansion.
For this reason, Qin Yuan specially bought a bed for his parents in the lounge, and joked that this was his second home.
Ling Changfeng looked out of the window, and said in a deep voice, "It's nothing, it's business as usual."
The adjutant, who almost thought his memory was wrong, suddenly remembered something, and looked up at his senior officer in shock: "No, it can't be the reason I thought, right?"
Ling Changfeng ignored him, walked into the office, took off his overcoat, turned around and sat on the leather chair behind the desk and began to look through the documents.
Even during the rest time, in front of his closest comrades-in-arms, his sitting posture is still as straight as a cedar tree, and his appearance is meticulous.
Adjutant Qin has already changed his face.
He followed Ling Changfeng idly, walked up and winked, and said, "How does it feel to be newly married, sir? We've only been separated for a while, and you've already missed him so much?"
The indifferent pupil raised slightly: "Are you too busy recently?"
Qin Yuan was not afraid of him at all, shrugging his shoulders and said: "Isn't it... The officials are almost busy, and urgently need some gossip to ease the mood. I don't know if Marshal Ling will do something for the mental health of his subordinates." contribution?"
Ling Changfeng's thin lips parted lightly, and the word "roll" had already slipped to his lips, but Qin Yuan suddenly continued: "By the way, did you see the love tips I wrote to you yesterday?"
The word "roll" circled around his throat, and finally swallowed it back.
Ling Changfeng suddenly remembered that the guy in front of him was still useful.
Tapping the table with his slender index finger, he said unhurriedly, "What's the compensation plan?"
Qin Yuan didn't react for a while: "What??"
Marshal Ling raised his eyes: "Didn't you suggest that I provide corresponding compensation? For example, give the other party some gifts, or invite him to dinner."
Qin Yuan's mouth suddenly opened into a huge "O" shape, his expression was like seeing a ghost in broad daylight.
"you you you… …"
His lips trembled, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time.
Hell! Is the old iron tree really blooming?
Ling Changfeng ignored the shocked gaze of the other party, and continued to look at the document with his head down: "I will see the detailed report on the compensation plan before I leave work, and I will also make a list of gifts for me to choose from."
Qin Yuan: "..."