, how do you say that?

The telegraph operator squinted his eyes and gave Archbishop Sandos a contemptuous roll of his eyes.

The look in his eyes was as if Archbishop Sandos was a country bumpkin who had just escaped from the ravine.

Seeing the telegraph operator's contemptuous attitude, Archbishop Sandos almost lost his temper.

He is also a well-known figure. He owns a BMW, owns a small car, and lives in a villa. How could he have ever been so angry?

Suddenly his face turned red and he was breathing heavily.

Immediately, he stretched out his hand tremblingly, pointed at the guy, and yelled angrily: "Do you know how to be polite? I don't understand. I will teach you a lesson today." "Hey~! I'm talking about you." The telegraph operator

Swinging a thick pile

He slapped the paper on the table and stared at Archbishop Sandos: "It's endless, isn't it? What do you do? If you have something to do, come out. Do you know that this is a military base and no idlers are allowed to come in?

?”

He paused for a moment and realized that these words did not seem to scare the fat man opposite him. He then added: "Take a closer look at how many telegrams we send here every day. If you delay any major military affairs, you will be punished."

Are you up?"

"I" the Archbishop opened his mouth and looked around, intent on finding some trouble.

But I saw that on the table not far away, the heavy machine kept beeping and beeping without stopping. Around the machine, there were several people surrounding it, either nervously bending over the desk to work, or constantly walking back and forth.

, extremely busy.

At this time, the telegraph operator continued to shout: "Go away, go quickly. Don't get in the way here. Do you hear me?"

The telegraph operator looked arrogant, constantly challenging the archbishop's psychological bottom line.

Archbishop Sandos was so furious that his eyes almost burst out with fire.

He clenched his fist and glared at the telegraph operator, wondering whether he should rush up and beat this guy up.

But then I thought about it, I didn't sleep in the middle of the night and came here in a hurry because I had important business to do. By arguing with this rude and disrespectful guy here, I was ruining my identity as archbishop and delaying my business.

In the past, Archbishop Santos would have had to teach the guy in front of him a lesson and let him know what it means to be orderly.

In the archbishop's own territory, the minor nobles had to be respectful when meeting him. Even a big shot like the earl was just an equal to the archbishop, and they could directly call him brothers.

The princes and princes who were in charge were very polite when they met the archbishop.

After all, Archbishop Sandos would be promoted to one more level, and he would enter the Vatican's [Central] Center.

However, during this period of time, Archbishop Santos' nerves have become much tougher due to the successive setbacks and blows he suffered, and his inner thoughts are also different from before.

Being able to survive seventeen consecutive losses and the ridicule and rolling eyes of everyone can only be said that the good qualities of Archbishop Santos' character have grown up.

In the eyes of Archbishop Santos, enduring temporary anger is nothing for the sake of a greater goal.

In the past, Archbishop Santos never understood what "a man can bend and stretch" meant. He always wondered: Now that he is a man, what else do he have to bend? If he catches anyone who doesn't like him, he can just pat him.

However, now the archbishop is very clear in his heart.

Since he is in a high position, he naturally does not have the same level of understanding as the little people below him. Regardless of his identity, once word gets out, he will be charged with bullying.

Not to mention, he is still His Majesty the Pope's key training target. If he does something outrageous, it will be a discredit to His Majesty the Pope.

Thinking of this, Archbishop Santos let out an angry "humph", glared at the telegraph operator fiercely, and thought to himself: If it were to be in the past, if I were not broad-minded enough, you would definitely be unable to take care of yourself.

You're lucky, kid~!

Immediately, he waved to his men behind him, signaling his officers to come and negotiate with the telegraph operator. Archbishop Sandos himself took a few steps back, pretending to be "I don't share your knowledge."

The officer gave a wry smile and thought to himself: The telegraph operator is from the young prince's side, and the young prince is from the eldest princess's side. And the archbishop is from His Majesty the Pope's side. Both of them are elders, but he is the one who suffers the most.

I was caught in the middle and suffered from both ends.

What a waste!

Although he cursed secretly in his heart, he did not dare to express it. He just pulled the telegraph operator and smiled with him: "Well, this big brother, you see we have been tired all day during the day. We can't sleep in the middle of the night. Running away

Coming all the way here, our adults will inevitably be in a bad mood. Please forgive me. Please forgive me."

The telegraph operator rolled his eyes at the officer and said angrily: "You guys have been tired all day, who hasn't? I've been on duty all day, and I was so busy that I had to run to take a pee.

I'm afraid of wasting time.

At night, I still have to brace myself and continue to grit my teeth."

As he spoke, he pointed at his eyes and said, "Look, these are all black circles."

The officer looked up and found that there were no dark circles on the telegraph operator's eyes. He looked a little swollen, as if he had kidney deficiency. But it was undeniable that he had been working and had never taken any time off to rest.

.

After all, so many telegrams are all important matters in the military, and they are both received and sent.

It was very busy, and there was no room for any mistakes.

At this time, the telegraph operator continued: "If he is in a bad mood, am I in a good mood?"

The officer smiled helplessly, then dug hard into his pockets, and finally took out several gold coins from the clothes inside. He wailed in his heart and thought to himself: This is my salary for more than a month, what a huge loss.

Then he took the telegraph operator's hand, forced it into his hand, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, I know you are working hard too. But isn't this all for work?

Just like what my young father-in-law often said, long live understanding, long live understanding.

Come on, it’s just a small thing to treat the brothers to tea. Haha..."

Although it was the young man who said that, his original intention was not that, but whether he asked for salary deductions or unpaid overtime, you all have to understand me.

But, having said that, you can also try not to understand me.

I want to see who has the courage?

The telegraph operator weighed the gold coins in his hand, put them into his bag, patted the officer on the shoulder, and said, "It would be enough if you could have spoken so nicely earlier. Okay, bring me the things."

The officer immediately took out the notice he was carrying and handed it to the telegraph operator.

Seeing such a big piece of paper, the telegraph operator frowned and reluctantly took the notice and said, "It's such a big piece of paper. I wonder how many things you have to say."

Then he unfolded the notice and flicked it impatiently with his fingers, saying, "I said, isn't this your military service?"

The officer smiled and said: "Although it is not military affairs, this is very important."

The telegraph operator shook his head and said, "That won't work. We have rules and military orders take precedence. Yours is not a military order. According to the rules, you cannot send it."

Archbishop Sandos couldn't bear what he heard from behind and said with a straight face: "Why is it not official business?

I can tell you, this is a political mission~!

You can’t afford the punishment for the delay~!”

"Shout~?" The telegraph operator gave Archbishop Santos a sideways glance and said, "The rules are the rules. If anyone sends some random stuff, the military order will be lost. It will delay military affairs and you will have to pay the penalty."

Can’t afford the crime?”

An officer with the rank of captain next to him grabbed Archbishop Sandos, shook his head at him, and said: "Forget it, sir. We can't afford to argue with these uncles. In front of these uncles, we are

Grandson~!”

Archbishop Sandos glared at the telegraph operator again, then angrily turned around and swung the curtain and went out.

Soon, the captain came out of the room with a document in his hand. Looking at Archbishop Santos who was pacing back and forth at the door in annoyance, he nodded to the archbishop and said, "Sir, just let me go."

Why do you have to come and suffer this anger?"

Archbishop Sandos curled his lips, shook his head and said: "Their work attitude is very problematic."

The captain nodded, then sighed and said, "Who asked me to do a unique technical job?"

Bishop Santos frowned and said, "No one is in charge of it. Military orders are such a big deal."

The captain shrugged and said: "Not all people in the monopoly group have such virtues. Taking money to do things is not bad, but it is much better than those grandsons from the church who are desperate for money."

Brother..."Archbishop Santos.

For a moment, he was so resentful that he almost vomited blood.

Inside the room, the telegraph operator slapped the notice in his hand on the chest of the officer of the Fourth Army and said: "You should go to whomever you should go to for this kind of thing. I don't care about this."

"No, big brother." The officer hurriedly pushed the notice back into the telegraph operator's hand and said with a smile, "We all serve people, this is really, really important."

The telegraph operator snorted and turned around to leave. The officer grabbed the telegraph operator, gritted his teeth, and took out the last two gold coins that were still warm, and stuffed them in without even daring to lower his eyes to look, for fear that he would regret it.

He said: "For the sake of everyone being together, please do your best."

The telegraph operator took the gold coin and smiled slightly, and said: "Okay, since you are so serious, let's put it here first. I will send it back to you when the telegraph machine is free."

"Ah~!" The officer was stunned for a moment, then showed an expression of distress and grievance on his face. He said to himself that these guys are just like a bunch of unfamiliar dogs. I've already paid two months of military pay.

If these bastards are still trying to get rid of you, I would have destroyed you before.

Did he know that once the telegraph machine started working, there would be no time to spare. Several nearby legions exchanged a large number of official documents with the headquarters every day.

As soon as I let it go, these grandsons might forget about the nook and cranny.

I have already spent eight gold coins. If I throw them away now, the money will be spent in vain.

The officer pulled the telegraph operator and said, "Brother, please wait."
To be continued...