My general
Chapter 112 12
Paying the military salary on time means that he is still alive.Calling in the pension means that he is dead.On the day when the military pay is paid every month, the bar owner holds the portal almost in the mood of hearing the death sentence, and pulls the online bank statement over and over again, until he sees that the military pay comes in on time, he is temporarily relieved, and then continues to the next step. Wheel of fear.In this way, one year, two years, three years passed.
Three years have passed since the Seventeenth Regiment set off.The bar owner relied on the bank card left by the quartermaster to revive his strength, and the scale of his business grew bigger and bigger.Now the fast food restaurant has opened two more branches, and they are still full. The business is so good that the bar owner is embarrassed to continue to let the head chef finish Danlu's business every day, and even come to Baigan to work, insisting on following the market standards. He was paid by the salary, and all he needed to do was to supervise the work of the chef and the second chef, and he didn't need to do the cooking himself.The business of the bar is still there, and the love hotel has finally reopened under the repeated insistence of the garrison, but it will never expand its scale, and the boss will never sleep with anyone again.
He'll be fine, he'll definitely be back.After the funds began to turn over smoothly, the bar owner also deposited the business income into the same bank card. Seeing the number on it getting bigger and bigger, he hoped that when the war was over, he could start a new happy life with the money with the quartermaster. .However, every time he saw a report about the front line on TV, the bar owner would stare blankly as if waiting for a death sentence, so that in order to avoid frightening the customers with his overreaction, the head chef took it upon himself to find someone Change the TVs in fast food restaurants and bars to closed-circuit TVs, and only broadcast advertisements and sports games. On the front line, more than half of the officers and soldiers of the regiment were killed in battle. He had to be frightened to death.The problem is that after a long time, the bar owner even became nervous about the number "Seventeen".Not to mention that any news about the 17th Army in the newspaper, even small news about dried tofu, would be carefully cut out by him to make scrapbooks. Once the chef was chatting, he mentioned that he had a [-]-year-old daughter, The bar owner almost jumped up, and the head chef could only shake his head and smile wryly.
Fortunately, the situation on the front line is very good.After more than three years of worrying, they finally waited for the news of the overall victory on the front line.
Finally, I no longer have to stare at the horizon without knowing the direction, and finally I no longer have to wake up every night in the nightmare of receiving the urn.Fast food restaurants and bars put up banners that read "Celebrate Victory, All Shops Are Free", and the bar owner sat on a bar stool and watched the shop full of carnival customers, feeling that their joy added up was not as good as the incomparable joy in his own heart. .
After habitually opening the portal and opening the online bank, the bar owner realized that he no longer needed to look at these things.Before the brain had time to think, the fingers were already familiar with the location to open the account details, and a huge remittance suddenly appeared on the quartermaster's account, and the remitter was the imperial military.
Fallen soldiers... Pensions!
The bar owner's eyes went dark, and he got down from the bar stool.
Three years have passed since the Seventeenth Regiment set off.The bar owner relied on the bank card left by the quartermaster to revive his strength, and the scale of his business grew bigger and bigger.Now the fast food restaurant has opened two more branches, and they are still full. The business is so good that the bar owner is embarrassed to continue to let the head chef finish Danlu's business every day, and even come to Baigan to work, insisting on following the market standards. He was paid by the salary, and all he needed to do was to supervise the work of the chef and the second chef, and he didn't need to do the cooking himself.The business of the bar is still there, and the love hotel has finally reopened under the repeated insistence of the garrison, but it will never expand its scale, and the boss will never sleep with anyone again.
He'll be fine, he'll definitely be back.After the funds began to turn over smoothly, the bar owner also deposited the business income into the same bank card. Seeing the number on it getting bigger and bigger, he hoped that when the war was over, he could start a new happy life with the money with the quartermaster. .However, every time he saw a report about the front line on TV, the bar owner would stare blankly as if waiting for a death sentence, so that in order to avoid frightening the customers with his overreaction, the head chef took it upon himself to find someone Change the TVs in fast food restaurants and bars to closed-circuit TVs, and only broadcast advertisements and sports games. On the front line, more than half of the officers and soldiers of the regiment were killed in battle. He had to be frightened to death.The problem is that after a long time, the bar owner even became nervous about the number "Seventeen".Not to mention that any news about the 17th Army in the newspaper, even small news about dried tofu, would be carefully cut out by him to make scrapbooks. Once the chef was chatting, he mentioned that he had a [-]-year-old daughter, The bar owner almost jumped up, and the head chef could only shake his head and smile wryly.
Fortunately, the situation on the front line is very good.After more than three years of worrying, they finally waited for the news of the overall victory on the front line.
Finally, I no longer have to stare at the horizon without knowing the direction, and finally I no longer have to wake up every night in the nightmare of receiving the urn.Fast food restaurants and bars put up banners that read "Celebrate Victory, All Shops Are Free", and the bar owner sat on a bar stool and watched the shop full of carnival customers, feeling that their joy added up was not as good as the incomparable joy in his own heart. .
After habitually opening the portal and opening the online bank, the bar owner realized that he no longer needed to look at these things.Before the brain had time to think, the fingers were already familiar with the location to open the account details, and a huge remittance suddenly appeared on the quartermaster's account, and the remitter was the imperial military.
Fallen soldiers... Pensions!
The bar owner's eyes went dark, and he got down from the bar stool.
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