Chapter 1252 Building a city 1

  The handsome and demon-looking young man, lazily leaning behind his desk, snapped his fingers, his eyes full of expectation.

  She looked at the adjutant Yuan Jing who had put down the official document opposite.

  The former adjutant knows the mischievous psychology of his boss, and it is estimated that he has been waiting to see Evian's jokes these days.

He lifted his eyes slightly, looked at his nose, his nose, and his heart. He opened his mouth to report one by one, "Our people stationed on Chenghua Star have sent news that Evian has not appeared on the battlefield in the past three days to personally command. In recent days, the whole Cheng Huaxing’s defenders are all huddled in the city. On the contrary, Evian Luger appeared several times, and looked quite haggard. It must be your gift that worked. It is estimated that Evian Yege’s death will be heard in a few days. News. I just don’t know how Evian planned."

  In any case, his biological son died after all.

  It doesn’t matter what reason he died.

  When the soldier sacrifices, his relatives will send his body back to his hometown.

  But now Evian is in the glorious period of his life, if he can go further, he can get the position of marshal.

  Will he give up the opportunity that he had finally won for his dead son?

  In the heart of Evian, the talented Evian Yege is more important than the honest and honest Evian Luge.

  It’s just which one is more important than his great cause...

  This is what others don’t know.

  Young Master Yan lazily supported his chin with his fingers, and a three-point smile appeared in his peach blossom eyes, and his thin lips slightly raised.

The appearance of    is clearly waiting for a good show.

  Adjutant Yuan Jing took a slight breath, and tried to make his tone serious and calm, "Marshal-sir, what do you think?"

  Master Yan raised his eyebrows, "I think it’s pretty good, but I'm not angry, that old guy is a bit regretful."

Yuan Jing pursed her lips slightly.

  Can't be impulsive!

  Don't make it, he is the adjutant of Lord Marshal.

  Can't commit the following crimes, and can't beat Master Marshal.

  That is not right.

  He took a deep breath and tried to show a standard and professional smile, "Marshal, your subordinates asked about the report just now. Do you have any comments after listening to it?"

  "Agree or disagree."

  At least give him an answer.

  Patriarch Yan blinked his eyes, the dark and beautiful peach blossom eyes, there was confusion and doubts, and the tone was very innocent, "When did you say anything else? Why didn't I hear it?"

  Not waiting for Yuan Jing to answer, Master Yan lazily sat up straight, folded his hands on the desk.

   said solemnly, "You must be too low in your voice. You also know that I have overdrawn mentally and have difficulty concentrating. If you don't speak a little louder, how can this Marshal hear?"

Patriarch   Patriarch Yan was very proficient in backlashing, and then comforted the stiff-faced former adjutant with a gentle and gentle tone.

  The handsome demon boy raised his eyebrows lightly, sighed, and said meaningfully, "Young man, there are still many places to study."

  Adjutant Hara Jing silently looked at the handsome boy across the desk.

  The man was silent for a long time, and slowly said, "Yes, Master Marshal."

  He really wants to cultivate his heart.

   can deal with more shameless and thick-skinned bosses.

   Yan Tao smiled slightly, "Read the report again."

  (End of this chapter)