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Sitting on the sofa, Zhang Feng turned his powered off mobile phone back on and received a dozen missed call reminders.
One gigolo called, Chen Wanru called three, the King of Hell called several, and there was also an unknown phone number.
First, he dialed the number of King of Hell. After getting through, he said: "King of Hell, did you call me? I know what you want to say. It is nothing more than to persuade me to stay in the army. I have thought about it clearly and made the decision at the same time. Decide."
The King of Hell on the other end of the phone sighed, but didn't say much. He just said: "Since you have made your decision, I have nothing to say. Just come and see us comrades and brothers when you have time." "
"It goes without saying that we are comrades and brothers for life."
After hearing Zhang Feng's words, the King of Hell finally understood why Zhang Feng suddenly invited everyone to dinner yesterday, and even more clearly why he wanted to say his name after taking action. I'm afraid Zhang Feng had already thought about the decision he wanted to make today. .
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Feng dialed Chen Wanru's phone: "Senior sister, did you call me? Invite me to drink?"
"There's no problem with drinking, but are you still in the mood to drink now?" Chen Wanru's calm voice came from the phone.
"In the mood? Of course I'm in the mood to drink, hehe, but forget it. Now that I have nothing to do, I feel relaxed and relaxed." Zhang Feng said with a smile.
Chen Wanru originally thought about persuading Zhang Feng, and even prepared many reasons, but when she opened her mouth, she didn't know where to start. She could only say: "Senior sister, I originally wanted to persuade you. After all, the army sometimes A second home. Moreover, your discharge application is still in Hua Yao’s hand, so you still have time to regret it.”
"Hahaha, senior sister, do you think I'm the kind of person who will regret doing something?" Zhang Feng burst into laughter.
"Okay, as long as you don't regret it. Senior sister, I always have wine and food here. If you want to drink, you can come over anytime." After saying that, Chen Wanru hung up the phone.
She shook her head bitterly, with Zhang Feng's emotions in her heart. This incident involving the entry of mercenaries has already implicated her. If it cannot be resolved satisfactorily, she will bear the blame. Although neither of them mentioned this matter, they had already secretly remembered it in their hearts.
Zhang Feng's expression was relatively relaxed. After a slight pause, he dialed the gigolo's number.
As soon as the connection was connected, Zhang Feng sneered twice and said: "Gigolo, you old boy don't want to persuade me too, do you?"
"Advise you?"
The gigolo said slightly in surprise: "Why should I advise you? If I want to know what I will do after retiring from the army, I have already chosen to retire, so why should I advise you?"
Zhang Feng was surprised by what he said. The green military uniform looked very stereotyped on him, but he would only understand its importance to him when he took it off.
If possible, Zhang Feng would not choose to retire, but too many things are not going as he wishes now.
Even now that I have made my choice, I already have awe for the troops in my heart without any resentment.
If he hadn't joined the army, he would have just gone to college, found an ordinary job, and lived in confusion.
If you have to say who to blame, there is only one person, and that is the man behind this incident, Wang Qian!
He couldn't understand why the gigolo wanted to retire, so he asked: "Gigolo, what do you think? Are you kidding me?"
"Are you kidding? Do you think I'm joking with you? Zhang Feng, we are still different. I grew up in a military compound and am already a little tired of it. Oh, why are you talking about this? Come on, I don't have anything. I just want to ask if you have any plans in the future. If you have anything interesting, don’t forget to call me." The gigolo said.
"Don't worry, no one can forget you."
Hanging up the phone again, Zhang Feng called back the unfamiliar number.
After the bell rang a few times, it was answered, and Zhang Feng asked: "Who is it?"
"I'm Zhang Dashan!" The man's deep and slightly hoarse voice came from the phone.
Zhang Feng's hand holding the phone was obviously shaking. Although I have already accepted my father emotionally, when I think of the criticisms my lonely mother received during my childhood, I always feel that I can't get over that hurdle. I don’t know how many times I wanted to contact him, but I didn’t know what to say.
"Dad...Dad." He stuttered and said, "How are you doing lately?"
"Very good. I heard you wanted to retire, so I gave you
You make this call. If you want to retire, then retire. Don't follow the same path I did before. "Zhang Dashan's voice was extremely depressed, probably recalling his own experience and the woman he had sorry for.
Zhang Feng was silent for a long time and then said: "I understand. By the way, I have a girlfriend. Do you want to say a few words to her?"
Zhuo Zhaoyun on the side did not expect Zhang Fengfeng to introduce herself so suddenly, and was suddenly a little flustered, and her face turned red with embarrassment. After all, it was the first time she met Zhang Feng's father, even though it was only over the phone.
He took the phone from Zhang Feng's hand nervously and said in a respectful voice: "Hello, uncle, my name is Zhuo Zhaoyun."
"Hello." After Zhang Dashan said this, there was a long silence.
Zhuo Zhaoyun was even more embarrassed and didn't know what to say, so she could only return the phone to Zhang Feng.
"If nothing happens, I will die." Zhang Feng said.
Zhang Dashan also responded briefly with one word: "Okay!"
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Feng leaned back on the sofa, his eyes in a trance, not knowing what he was thinking.
Zhuo Zhaoyun on the side was still immersed in the embarrassment of the phone call just now, and whispered: "Zhang Feng, does Uncle Zhang not like me?"
He shook his head slightly and said, "No, my dad... has a weird personality. You will know it when you see him in the future."
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As the night grew darker, Zhang Feng sat alone on the balcony, pouring wine into his mouth.
Staring at the night sky in a daze, he recalled entering the army, starting from the Southwest Military Region to the selection at Huangquan Road, from the Huangquan Special Operations Squadron, performing missions again and again, and finally arriving at 01. It was like a circle. He now took off his military uniform, Back to the beginning again.
The spicy white wine was poured into his mouth, giving him a burning sensation.
If he had to do it again, Zhang Feng would still choose to take the jeep driven by Li Jian at school.
Zhuo Zhaoyun stood in the living room, looking at Zhang Feng sitting on the balcony, and wanted to go over to accompany him, but she stopped such thoughts.
Suddenly he remembered that the old beggar had given him a paper ball, and now it was time to open it.
Putting down the bottle of wine, he took out a ball of paper and spread it out. There was no so-called advice on it, just a series of phone numbers.