"Otherwise, for the next month, how about you take care of Group B?"
Mo Shangjun asked casually, as if handing over the position of the instructor of Group B was nothing to her.
However, Zhong Tianhao's straight face finally showed an unexpected expression.
After a while, Zhong Tianhao asked in a deep voice, "Do you know what this means?"
"Huh?" Mo Shangyun raised his eyebrows.
Staring closely at Mo Shangyun and observing her expression, Zhong Tianhao said: "You, Ji Ruonan, Duan Zimu, three of them are listed as candidates for the selection of new special forces instructors, once you give up Group B, this position will be yours. It will be taken away by Ji Ruonan."
Mo Shangyun narrowed his eyes slightly, but he was a little surprised.
What else is going on
but-
Zhong Tianhao directly excluded Duan Zimu, but... Ha! Very personable.
Seeing Mo Shangyun's unexpected expression, Zhong Tianhao sneered in his heart.
Certainly do not know.
If you really know, how can you hand over this position
She wanted him to be the instructor of Group B, but in the final analysis, she was afraid that she was just trying to be lazy!
After all, in case of being selected by someone who has no vision, Mo Shangyun became a selection instructor of the special forces at a young age, and Mo Shangyun's future can be described as promising.
Once the resume is put out, when she comes out of the special forces a few years later, it will be an existence where various departments will compete for each other. The only problem for Mo Shangyun is how to choose.
"I'm fine," Mo Shangyun shrugged while Zhong Tianhao was thinking, and said indifferently, "It's up to you, whether you want to be an instructor in Group B or not."
That casual tone didn't mean the slightest bit of greed for this bright future.
"Are you sure?" Zhong Tianhao stared at Mo Shangyun in surprise.
"Um."
Mo Shangyun nodded.
She knew what Zhong Tianhao was surprised about.
She was also surprised that there was such a thing behind the training instructor - no wonder the instructor would try to get her to participate in this training.
This is a rare opportunity.
However, as far as she was concerned, it was just an inconsequential opportunity.
Seeing her so sure, Zhong Tianhao's eyes suddenly became strange. As if to confirm Mo Shangyun's indifferent attitude, he thought of the conjecture that he hadn't said before, and his ears were a little hot.
"I'll be in charge of Instructor Yan's side." Mo Shangjun continued, "And in the next month, if there is a failure in Group B, Instructor Zhong..."
Mo Shangyun's words, until the point was reached, did not say clearly.
Zhong Tianhao also understood, his eyes flashed slightly, and he said decisively: "Then I will admit your strength as an instructor!"
"make a deal."
Mo Shangyun smiled.
eight pm.
Mo Shangjun held a just-printed report and knocked on the door of Yan Tianxing's office.
"Knock. Knock. Knock."
"Report!"
"Come in."
Yan Tianxing's voice came from the door.
Mo Shangyun pushed open the door.
Before entering the door, she glanced at the situation in the office and walked in.
Yan Tianxing was sitting at his desk. The temperature dropped at night, but the temperature was still a little high. There was no air conditioner or fan in the room, but he was still wearing a military jacket, but the jacket was open and his sleeves were rolled up, revealing strong elbows. .
It looks nondescript, but the person who wears it like this is Yan Tianxing. No matter how you wear it, it is very eye-catching.
He held a folder in his hand, put both hands on the table, and was looking at it.
When Mo Shangjun opened the door, he raised his head and looked at him with a light expression, and quickly retracted his gaze.
"What's up?"
Opening a page of the folder, Yan Tianxing asked casually.
"I apply for Zhong Tianhao to be the instructor of Group B next month."
Mo Shangjun stood opposite the desk and explained his purpose bluntly.
Yan Tianxing's page-turning movements paused for a while, he raised his eyelids, glanced at Mo Shangyun slowly, and then said three words earnestly, "Disagree."
Unsurprisingly, with this answer, Mo Shangjun raised his hand and threw the report in his hand on the table.
"You take the time to take a look, I'll come back in half an hour."
Mo Shangyun left a sentence and left.
When he left, he closed the door.
Yan Tianxing's eyes sank, he paused, and brought the report that was thrown on the table.
The report also carried the residual heat left after printing, three or four pages, all of which were an analysis of the "pros and cons of changing instructors".
Yan Tianxing glanced roughly and threw it aside.
He can write ten copies of this kind of high-sounding shit.
After half an hour.
Mo Shangjun stood at the door of the office on time and continued to knock on the door.
"Knock. Knock. Knock."
"Report!" Mo Shangyun shouted again.
"Come in."
This time, when Mo Shangyun was a few doors down, Yan Tianxing didn't even raise his head.
However, when Mo Shangyun approached, he noticed another printed report that Mo Shangyun was holding in his hand, and Yan Tianxing took a double look.
"Instructor Yan, how is my proposal?" Mo Shangjun asked very solemnly, standing opposite him upright.
"No discussion."
As soon as he finished speaking, another report fell on the desk.
Then, it was Mo Shangjun's unsurprising voice, "Then take a look at this."
This time, it's a "report on the issue of changing instructors."
Yan Tianxing scanned the title and then closed the folder. He raised his eyes, looked at Mo Shangyun with some amusing, and asked, "What's the matter, will you apply for resignation next time?"
353. Convince me with sincere reasons [two more]