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Author: Ying Ying Xiong

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"Sit, sit! Hello!" An Changsheng returned the greeting and quickly pulled Zhuang Ming to sit down, with a look of appreciation that could not be concealed in his eyes.

"Hahaha~~~Those are all in the past. I didn't expect anyone would remember them." An Changsheng couldn't help but sigh a little. That fight was really a narrow escape, and he also lost half his life in the sneak attack.

It was a rare brilliant achievement in his life. Hearing Zhuang Ming mention it now made him feel proud.

An Ran and her father were very surprised. They had never heard that their grandfather had such a powerful name, and they stared in disbelief.

"Awesome!" Zhuang Ming gave a thumbs up. In that era, having such skill was simply a legend.

An Changsheng's face blossomed into a smile. At this moment, he realized why the cold young man in front of him was so pleasing to his eyes. The arrogance he had discussed with his son had long been thrown into the trash can.

"The reputation of Lone Wolf in the army is much better than that of us old guys. I have seen the execution of your missions. Unfortunately, your experiences are all brushed aside. However, I can also see the dangers from it. This is already your young age.

It’s our time!" An Changsheng said with a sigh, he had indeed read Zhuang Ming’s mission records, but unfortunately Zhuang Ming never took the initiative to tell them, it was all written by Lei Zhan and the others, and Zhuang Ming was often not with them, so

It's basically blank, and only the last things they see will be written.

"I won't write that kind of boring stuff." Zhuang Ming shrugged.

An Changsheng was stunned and laughed loudly: "As expected of you!"

An Ran's father, An Shenghui, was very depressed at this time. Seeing the old and the young chatting so happily, he felt like he was redundant.

What about the promised show of force?

What if I promised to attack first?

Can you still have fun?

An Ran was filled with joy when she saw Zhuang Ming chatting so happily with her grandfather. Her grandfather was in charge of this family, and no one could change what his grandfather had decided.

As for her father, he is a businessman and has little say.

If An Shenghui knew An Ran's thoughts, he would probably vomit blood in anger.

"Zhuang Ming, what are your plans for the future? You can't stay in the army forever." An Shenghui could no longer sit still and took the initiative to interrupt the conversation between the old and the young.

"Well, what's wrong?" Zhuang Ming looked at this middle-aged man indifferently, who looked like Mr. An, but he had less of a soldier's air and more of a businessman's air.

This answer made An Shenghui frown.

He said earnestly: "Young man, this is not okay. You must have greater goals and ideals. Then I can rest assured that you will marry An Ran in the future. After all, An Ran grew up under our care, and we don't want her to suffer."

No matter how aggrieved you are, you can’t make much money by being a soldier.”

Is this the so-called meeting with parents? Open and shut up to withdraw money?

Marry An Ran?

Let’s not mention this yet.

Zhuang Ming asked calmly: "Who are you?"

"."

An Shenghui raised his eyebrows. He was a little annoyed and said angrily: "I am An Shenghui, An Ran's father."

Zhuang Ming continued: "You are a businessman, you are full of the smell of copper."

An Shenghui's face suddenly turned dark: "What did you say?"

This is the first time I have told him directly to my face that I smell like copper, and I am still a junior, my daughter’s boyfriend.

"Let me give you some popular science. Money is just a kind of currency, a form of price. It has no value in itself. Only when a country is stable can it have a complete economic system and currency can circulate stably. So the money you mentioned is correct.

It has no value to me. Money is just a number to me. Maybe this is your lifelong pursuit, but it is not mine. Don’t use your own cognition to frame others. Chasing money is just a slave to desire after all.

"

Zhuang Ming ignored him at all, his voice was still calm, but his eyes suddenly sharpened, and his voice suddenly became deeper, "And I don't like what you said. Please take it back. You really can't earn much as a soldier."

Money, but they have protected the stability and prosperity of the country. You should respect them and admire them, and soldiers will never be wronged."

An Shenghui's face turned darker as he listened, because Zhuang Ming said this to show that he was illiterate. He was about to explode, but suddenly, his whole body felt cold. What kind of eyes were those?

What kind of momentum, murderous intent shrouded him, goosebumps all over his body. At this moment, he felt that he was not being stared at by a person, but by a hungry tiger. His whole body was trembling,

My whole body felt like I had fallen into an ice cellar.

What the hell is this?

An Ran felt that the atmosphere was not right. She wanted to adjust the atmosphere, but she didn't know what to say for a while.

An Changsheng suddenly pointed at An Shenghui's nose and scolded: "You kid, why don't you apologize quickly? You dare to despise being a soldier. Believe it or not, I will chop you to death today. What's wrong with being a soldier? So what if Xiaozhuang has been a soldier all his life?"

I didn’t bring you up by being a soldier back then. Look at the copper stench all over you now. It doesn’t look like my seed. Why didn’t I shoot you against the wall back then?”

Mr. An is a man with a low level of education. He used to be a soldier who tore apart Japanese enemies with his own hands. How could his temper be so good? He also had a lot of bad words. What he said today is considered good.

An Changsheng's curse accidentally destroyed Zhuang Ming's murderous aura. Zhuang Ming did not make a sound and silently put away his murderous aura.

To Zhuang Ming, money is just a number!

As for An Shenghui's company, he can make it bankrupt in a matter of minutes, and he can use many methods.

An Shenghui was scolded for a while, but he didn't dare to talk back. Although he had developed a large company under the old man's protection over the years and made some money, he still had no say in front of the old man.

After all, he didn't want to be a soldier back then, but he made the old man so angry that it was even more embarrassing for him to go out on his own. In the end, the old man helped him find a way out, otherwise he might still be a loser now.

"Dad!" An Shenghui seemed a little tired of listening, and his voice was a little annoyed.

Mr. An didn't care. He glared and said angrily: "What's wrong? I raised you all the time and scolded you a few times. What's wrong? Besides, what I said is wrong. If you say it, I promise.

I won’t beat you to death!”

An Shenghui's mouth twitched fiercely countless times. Dare he say it? Of course he didn't dare to say it. The old man would do it as soon as he said it. When he was 30 years old, he was chased all over the house by the old man. He was completely

He grew up under sticks.

Every time, as long as he said he wanted to be reasonable, he would be beaten even harder than usual, so of course he didn't dare to talk back.

"I take back what I just said. The country needs soldiers, and soldiers are heroes." An Shenghui wisely chose to apologize. He also knew that what he said was wrong. The old man has been a soldier all his life, which is an insult.

No one can insult a soldier.

After saying that, An Shenghui walked aside. Remaining silent was the last word. After being verbally educated by Zhuang Ming and scolded by the old man, he chose not to speak.

An Changsheng nodded with satisfaction. Tired of scolding, he grabbed the tea on the table and drank it in one gulp, breathing a long sigh of relief.

"I haven't scolded him for a long time. I scolded him once today and I feel so good all over. I think I'll scold this guy more and go without a roof over my head for three days, hahaha~" Mr. An said something like this afterward.
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