Chapter 291 End of the year (two more)

  The murder in the Xiaojun Prince's Mansion was not a big deal as expected, and Xiao Haoran finally woke up after half a month of injury. Leng Sa didn't pay much attention to the things afterwards. After all, she was really busy. After solving Fu Anyan and Wen Xu, the whole Yongcheng seemed to become warm and harmonious.

  Leng Sa still travels between school and training camp every day, and occasionally visits the automobile factory that has officially started construction and Liao Yunting’s aircraft research factory. The life is full and happy.

  In mid-December, the first batch of officially finished cars from the auto factory finally rolled off the assembly line and passed the test. Although the performance and appearance are quite ordinary in Leng Sa's view, they are much better than the current cars on the market.

   Fu Dujun, who got the car first, was very satisfied, and tried his best to persuade Leng Sa to add another production line to produce heavy trucks. Marshal Song, who was thousands of miles away, was very greedy when he heard about it. Unfortunately, it was almost the end of the year that everyone was very busy and didn't have the time to make a special trip to the six southern provinces. He could only use the privileges of his own shareholders to ask Leng Sa to send a car to the northwest first.

  Leng Sa agreed to Song Shaoshuai's request in a very good mood. After all, Dayin's market still needs Song Shaoshuai to match the bridge. By the way, Song Shaoshuai also asked Song Shaoshuai to test the performance of the car on the endless alpine grassland.

  Young Master Song admired Leng Sa's generosity very much, and even called Fu Fengcheng to praise Leng Sa again. After hearing that, Master Fu hung up the phone with a sullen face and then called Mrs. Song Jiashao.

  Young Master Fu implicitly expressed to Mrs. Song Shaoshu that Song Shaoshuai showed courtesy to certain beautiful women in certain years and months, and often praised certain women for being gentle and generous.

  After hanging up the phone, his gloomy face became a lot easier, and it was obvious that the response on the other end of the phone made him very satisfied.

"If an outsider knows that Young Master Fu would still make a small report in secret, I am afraid that his chin will fall off in fright?" Leng Sa wrapped his chin around Fu Fengcheng's neck from behind, lazily leaning his chin on his shoulder. Said with a dull smile.

  Song Marshal was really wronged. People clearly said a few good things about Fu Dashao’s wife and pure commercial blows, but turned around and was accused of going to his wife.

  It is simply disaster from heaven.

Fu Fengcheng raised his hand to hold her arm and looked up at her, "He said that if he is not married, he will **** someone from me. I have a relationship with Mrs. Song Shao anyway. Such things... shouldn't you tell Mrs. Song Shao? "

   "Huh? Do you still know Mrs. Song Shao?" Leng Sa was a little surprised.

  Fu Fengcheng Road, "I will go to Song Lang's wedding."

   "..." That is indeed a fate.

  Leng Sa tilted his head and thought, "By the way...Song Shaoshuai doesn't look like he is afraid of his wife." But if the complaint is useless, Fu Fengcheng will not do useless work.

   Fu Fengcheng smiled, "Well...maybe you are used to being beaten."

   "..." Leng Sa couldn't help but stare down at Fu Fengcheng. Even if Song Shaoshuai wasn't here, it wouldn't be good for you to arrange them so casually.

   Fu Fengcheng calmly said, "Song Lang and his wife grew up together as childhood sweethearts. Song Lang grew short when he was a child and couldn't beat his wife."

"..." Leng Sa couldn't help but fantasize in his heart. Now that the tall and upright Song Shaoshuai was hit by a little girl who raised his head when he was still a little carrot head, he couldn't help but shudder. .

  Why is this scene so weird?

   "In addition, Song Lang's wife was born as a horse thief, and she is quite skilled."

  Oh, excitement!

   "I kind of want to get to know this Mrs. Song Shao." Leng Sa couldn't help sighing, and Fu Fengcheng smiled lightly, "There will always be a chance. You should be close to Mrs. Song Shao."

  Leng Sa slightly squinted his eyes and stared down at Fu Fengcheng, "Aren't you suggesting that I'm fierce?"

  Fu Fengcheng said, "How come? I think Madam is very good."

  "Where is it good?" Leng Sa asked curiously.

   "Anywhere is good." Fu Dashao replied.

  Master Leng was in a happy mood, and generously sent a fragrant kiss to his face, "Goodbye."

  Fu Fengcheng stretched out his hand and pulled her from behind in front of him directly into his arms, "I don't like other men complimenting Madam."

  Leng Sa leaned lazily in his arms and said, "I like others to praise me." Lord Leng is such a vain person.

  Fu Fengcheng smiled, "Is it good for me to praise Madam every day from now on?"

   "Are you so free?"

   "It's not idle, but I should do complimenting Madam every day."

   Leng Sa couldn’t help but laughed out loud, “Fu Fengcheng, I find that your speech is getting better and better.”

   Fu Fengcheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "Does the madam have any rewards?"

  Leng Sa thought for a while, raised his head and pulled down his neck and touched his forehead lightly, "Is this okay?"

   "No." Fu Fengcheng said, "It should be." He lowered his head and kissed her smiling vermilion lips deeply.

  "Young Master..." Xu Shaoming walked in from the outside, and then decisively turned around and backed out and almost stepped on Su Ze, who was following him a few steps slowly.

  Su Ze wore a uniform and straightened out, and gave Xu Shaoming angrily, "What are you doing?"

  Xu Shaoming glanced at Su Ze with a sad face, and shook his head to indicate that he did not want to speak.

  Su Ze looked at him strangely, suddenly flashed in his mind, and gestured to Xu Shaoming with his eyes: Seeing something that shouldn’t be seen?

  Xu Shaoming's face became more bitter.

  "Come in." Fu Fengcheng's calm voice came from inside, and the two looked at Xu Shaoming and took a deep breath before stepping into the study again.

  Fu Fengcheng was already sitting behind the desk, sitting beside him reading a book calmly with a cold face.

   Both of them are calm and calm as if nothing has happened, but it seems that Xu Shaoming is rare and strange. Rao is Adjutant Xu loyal and can't help but slander in his heart. No wonder he can only be a subordinate, and he is not thick enough just to speak of his face.

   "What's the matter?" Fu Fengcheng asked.

Su Ze first stepped forward and handed a document to Fu Fengcheng, "Young Master, Young Madam, the training camp should be over soon. The Warlord said that after the New Year’s Eve, it’s time to leave for the capital. Let everyone rest for a few days. This is the most recent training result of the training camp."

   Fu Fengcheng nodded, and directly handed the score sheet to Leng Sa. Leng Sa roughly flipped through it, and she knew about the results of those in the training camp, and there would not be much error.

   just turned his gaze to Fu Yucheng's line and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Fu Yucheng has made a lot of progress recently."

  Su Ze nodded and said, "Yes, there are still 120 people in the training camp after several rounds of elimination, and the fourth few are ranked 104th. If you work harder, it's not impossible to get into the 100th place."

   Leng Sa was a little surprised, "That's right, this is only... more than two months, so fast progress."

  Su Ze said realistically, “The Four Young Masters themselves have good potential, but they haven’t been tapped out before, and he has been really desperate in these two months.”

  Although Su Ze himself doesn't like Fu Yucheng that much, he still agrees with people who are willing to work hard. Fu Yucheng was beaten every day when he first entered the camp until no one bullied him anymore. It was indeed a rapid improvement to be able to beat him back during training.

Leng Sa flicked the form in his hand, "After all, it's not good to go through the back door. See which aspect of him has the most potential for promotion, and train me vigorously. Be sure to get me within a hundred before the end of the training. "

  Su Ze raised his eyebrows, "Madam, what do you mean by practicing hard...?"

  Leng Sa looked at him and smiled, "As long as you can't die, you can practice to death."

  Su Ze twitched the corner of his mouth, nodding to show that he understood.

  Seeing that Su Ze is okay, Xu Shaoming stepped forward to report on his own affairs, "Young Master, the warlord said that there were too many things at the end of the year. You will be able to deal with the summary of the end of the first brigade and the budget arrangements for next year."

   Leng Sa raised his eyebrows slightly, Fu Dujun meant that he really gave Fu Fengcheng the most elite First Army Brigade under his command.

  Once Fu Fengcheng officially took charge of the brigade, he also announced to everyone that his injury was really healed.

  Fu Fengcheng was not surprised, but he nodded slightly to show that he knew.

Xu Shaoming looked at Leng Sa again, and Leng Sa said, "Let’s see what I am doing? The warlord won’t let you tell me any tasks, right? I can’t do anything when I’m so busy." School is about to be off, and she’s over. Graduation defense will be conducted in two days. This is already an extra back door that the school has opened to her because of the face of the Fu family. She doesn't want to make a few more grades and finally fail to graduate.

  Just think about her busy career in these months, Leng Sa said that she would never want to experience it for the second time in her life.

Xu Shaoming touched his nose, a little embarrassed, "The warlord meant that the new year should be arranged by the wife. It is not necessary for the wife to do it herself, and... there will be a period of time, when the wife should not be busy anymore. "The school is off, the training camp is over, and the factory should be on holiday too, isn’t it busy?

  Leng Sa puffed his cheeks angrily, "I, want, rest, year, vacation!"

  Xu Shaoming went to see Fu Fengcheng innocently. This was not what he ordered, he just gave a message for the warlord.

  Fu Fengcheng reached out and held Leng Sa’s hand, calmly and honestly, "Let the second, third, and fourth daughter-in-law do it, anyway, they are also idle."

  Leng Sa’s eyes lit up immediately, and he waved to Xu Shaoming generously, "Okay, I see."

  Xu Shaoming sighed in his heart. Who would have thought that a ruthless young man would become a beloved wife with strict wife control? It seems that he is going to make a living to please his wife.

  Uh, he seems to have always been.

Leng Sa feels better, and she has become more generous. "Speaking of the end of the year, we should give some benefits. Song Lang sent someone to send those knives last month. Didn’t you always want it? You two still have Xia Weian alone to get one. Go and play."

  Xu Shaoming was overjoyed, Song Shaoshuai gave him no ordinary knives. It's a saber redesigned and redesigned from the steel refined by the Song family in the northwest and the crafting technology imported from Dayin. Not only sharp and unmatched, but also beautiful and practical, it is a weapon on the battlefield. Xu Shaoming has been coveting it for a long time, but it's a pity that that thing is not available in the market.

   "Thank you, Mrs. Young!" It is really a good deal to please Mrs. Young.

  Not only Xu Shaoming, but Su Ze's eyes brightened a lot.

  As men, especially as soldiers, there is no one who does not love knives.

  (End of this chapter)