In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

Han Jiangxue sent an internal email to Junsheng before leaving.

She will be absent from Junsheng's high-level meetings for the next month to inspect the work, including the suppression of the vixens in the President's Office and Junsheng Public Relations Department.

When seeing the CEO off from Junsheng, Dai Meng smiled crookedly, and the CEO's office almost set off firecrackers.

Mr. Han brought several boxes of clothes with him on this trip, including innocent style, royal sister style, queen style, and all kinds of charming styles.

When going out, Mr. Han must of course dress himself up beautifully and sexy.

Otherwise, what do others think of Brother Zhang’s aesthetics?

After getting on the private plane, Mu Wushuang rolled his eyes at Han Jiangxue, who was wearing a noble princess dress, and said quietly: "Sister-in-law, we are going to the Beimang base, not to attend a high-class dinner. You don't have to dress like this..."

Han Jiangxue's face was full of arrogance and she said calmly: "Sister-in-law looks good in anything she wears. You don't think the problem is with the clothes, do you?"

Mu Wushuang twitched the corner of his mouth.

Before coming to Binhai, she had heard that the daughter of the Han family was the queen of snakes and scorpions, with a surly temperament and a cold-blooded style.

She originally wanted to take advantage of Beimang's tough style and compete with Han Jiangxue.

Unexpectedly, this sister-in-law is not only good at talking, but also has a thick skin than the corner of the city wall.

It's a bit invulnerable to all poisons.

Who did you learn this from?

When Brother Ruoyu was in Beimang, he was more vigorous, more majestic, and more like a great emperor...

I'm really worried that brother Ruoyu will become this kind of talkative guy who talks about things in the future...

Then her male god will be completely destroyed...

The Beimang base is located in northwest China and covers an extremely large area.

The world-famous Beimang Army of 30 was stationed here and conquered the mountains and rivers.

The skies above Beimang Base are strictly controlled.

Not to mention private planes circling high in the sky, even a fly might be shot dead by a Beimang sharpshooter and taken back to make soup.

Before Zhang Ruoyu left, he greeted Beimang Marshal Long Fei and gave him the green light to go.

If the excited Long Fei had not personally received various military bosses to come and study...

He even wanted to personally lead the Eight Heavenly Kings to pick him up at the airport.

At noon that day, Long Fei, who was taking a nap in the office, received several guests.

Several big figures with great prestige in the military.

All have the surname Cao.

One of them was Long Fei's old leader in the local army.

Due to affection and personal relationships, Marshal Long Fei had to entertain him personally.

Three people came, Cao Keding's parents, and his uncle.

The uncle is Long Fei's former chief.

"Old leader, you can just say hello if you have something to do. Why do you have to go there in person?" Long Fei stood up to greet him politely and poured tea for the three senior military officers himself.

"Things are different now." Cao Heng said calmly as he took the tea. "Xiao Fei, you are now the Young Marshal of Beimang, and your rank is higher than mine. How dare I let you go on this trip? If the old guys outside see it, why don't you say that I am relying on my old age?"

Long Fei smiled slightly and said, "Old chief, when you say that, aren't you looking down on me? Without your promotion back then, I, Long Fei, wouldn't know where I would be hanging out."

Cao Heng lit a cigarette and said meaningfully: "Your ability is recognized. At most, I have a keen eye and discerned you. I can only rely on you to get to where you are today."

When Long Fei heard this, he quickly said yes and looked at it with a smile, knowing that the old leader would not go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing.

"Xiao Fei, what do you think of the first Xiangbei Cup?" Cao Heng asked, changing the subject.

"The content is very high, and it also shows the overall quality of our Beimang recruit camp. Whoever can win the first place, even the top ten recruits in the finals, will be reused." Long Fei was very candid and even said a few more words. "With the strength of your nephew Cao Keding, he will be at least in the top three and may even win the championship."

Cao family.

A military family with profound heritage.

As the fourth generation, Cao Keding is young but has extraordinary strength and solid basic skills.

Even if he joins a top team like Bei Mang, which is all elites, he still looks like a rookie king.

"I feel relieved to hear you say that..." Cao Heng looked at the expressions of his brother and sister-in-law and said again. "Xiao Fei, you know that my nephew is the most talented among the fourth generation of the Cao family. Whether he was studying or joining the army, he has always been the number one."

"Do you think my nephew has a high chance of winning first place in this final round?" Cao Heng said, before Long Fei could speak, he said in a gentle manner. "His parents, uncles, and even grandparents came to help him. We wanted to know the answer in advance so that we could be mentally prepared."

The tone is gentle.

But what he said put great pressure on Long Fei.

A bunch of military bosses came to help.

If they don't take first place, where will the dignity of those old guys go?

Moreover, in terms of hard power, Cao Keding is at least in the top three.

The only variable is Han Dong.

As long as Han Dong's condition is slightly worse on the day of the final, Cao Kedong will definitely win the championship.

Long Fei could see the situation.

How could these old foxes from the Cao family not see the changes?

These three people made a personal trip today to put pressure on themselves and conduct some seemingly innocuous behind-the-scenes operations.

Cao Keding, who was behind the generals, couldn't justify finishing second, and he couldn't afford to lose.

In order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, these old guys came to discuss it in person. If Long Fei didn't give this face, he seemed to be a bit ignorant.

"Old chief, you also know that the battlefield is changing rapidly, and no one can say for sure who will be the final winner." After Long Fei made clear the intentions of the Cao family, his attitude became vague.

The look in his eyes towards Cao Heng also became subtle.

After being hinted by the old chief, he even wanted to take the initiative to hint to the old chief.

How about we be fair and rely on our ability to get first place?

It's really hard to go through the back door.

The second one is also very powerful.

Seeing Long Fei's attitude, Cao Heng's expression became complicated: "I heard that you admire the new recruit named Han Dong very much? Are you planning to make him your personal soldier after a while?"

"Xiao Fei, you have to be friends with the old leader. Is it because his grandmother is Han Zhujun? Do you think that the reputation of me, the old leader, and the entire Cao family is not as good as that of a female general who has retired for so many years? "