Hello, Mr. Major General

He Zhichu finished smoking half a cigar in silence and handed the remaining cigar to his life secretary.

The secretary of life took out a special sealed metal box and put the cigar in it.

The cigar, which was cut off from the air, quickly extinguished, waiting to be destroyed after returning, and then dissolved in water.

"Report to the chief, all arrests are complete!"

He Zhichu raised his hand, "Send it to the military court and send someone to look after it."

Not long after, the officers who went to the other two arrest warrants to arrest people also called him to reply: "Report to the chief, all arrests are complete."

He Zhichu let out a long sigh, with a slight smile on his face, his peach blossom eyes narrowed, "Thank you. Send the man to the military court and send someone to look after him."

After speaking for a while, he said, "...Merry Christmas."

"Merry Christmas, Chief!" The officer over there, smug, responded loudly with joy.

After arranging everything, He Zhichu rubbed his eyebrows.

It has been more than three months since his father died and Gu Nianzhi left.

Over the past three months, he was struggling to breathe, remembering his father, suppressing his concern for Gu Nianzhi, and planning this time to "catch it all in one go" strategy.

Although his original ambition was not here, he could not let go of what his father and grandfather used to defend with their lives.

Besides, given his family background, even if he takes the initiative to let go, he will either be imprisoned for a lifetime or live in exile for a lifetime.

This is not what he wants.

He cannot be driven from that position like a bereaved dog.

He Zhichu's face became a little cold.

"walk home."

Behind him, the mansion with colorful lights flickering and laughter was now black and quiet, as if someone had caught his throat, and could no longer make any noise.

...

He Zhichu returned to the Xishan Villa with his guard.

A Christmas dinner is also being held here.

The difference is that this place was hosted by Xie Qingying, except for the guest list, which was handed to her by He Chu.

So far, she is doing pretty well.

He Zhichu's eyes gradually warmed, and he slowly walked up the steps.

The cheerful Christmas music echoed in the hall, which is a familiar song "Jingle Bells".

He Zhichu walked in silently.

Just standing at the entrance of the living room, a chubby little girl rushed over without thinking, hugged his thigh, and smiled and said, "Brother He, you are back!"

She was wearing a white whalebone skirt, with the skirt stretched wide open, like a little night flower in full bloom.

He Zhichu was in a daze, looking down at the eleven or twelve-year-old girl, as if he had seen Gu Nianzhi from that year...

He stood there without moving, but looked at her blankly.

The little girl laughed for a while, but when she saw no response, she was a little boring.

Let go of his leg, touched his nose, and mumbled: "...without a word, is it dumb?"

Xie Qingying hurried over at this time and said to the little girl slightly stunned: "Xie Qingfen, you are so rude, be careful, I will tell your father later!"

"The cousin who is going to marry the sister-in-law is a dumb!" Xie Qingfen didn't seem afraid at all, and made a face at Xie Qingying.

He Zhichu's brows frowned almost imperceptibly, and he said in a cold voice, "I am not too old, but he has a lot of eyes."

After that, he walked in without turning his eyes. When passing by Xie Qingying, he said flatly: "Children who are not polite should be thrown out. Never show up in front of me again."

Xie Qingying was stunned for a moment, then his face was hot.

Although Xie Qingfen is a little bold, it is her niece, the youngest daughter of her fifth uncle Xie Beichen, who is the most coquettish.

If she is driven out in this way, Wushu will be offended. How will she be a person in Xie's house in the future?

In Xie's family, Xie Qingying's father is just a side branch, and he has already produced five clothes with Prime Minister Xie Beichen.

However, the Xie family is a big family, and the relatives of Xie Beichen's generation are ranked according to the entire family.

Therefore, although Xie Beichen is the eldest son of his group, he ranks fifth in the entire clan.

The juniors of Xie Qingying's generation are familiar with cousins, and usually call him the fifth uncle.

Call him Prime Minister to foreigners.

Xie Qingying was also favored by Xie Beichen in the campaign after returning from studying abroad, and because of his professional knowledge, he won his favor, and the walks between relatives became affectionate.

The affection of relatives is based on walking.

No matter how close the blood relationship is, if you don’t communicate all the time, then the relationship is not as good as those distant relatives who are a little touched but can't stand up to see every day.

Xie Qingying wailed for a while, followed He Zhichu from the hallway into the side door, avoided the bustling crowd in the hall, and went up to the second floor.

The soundproofing on the second floor is very good. When the door is closed, no sound can be heard from outside.

Xie Qingying took the black fox fur cloak that He Zhichu took off and hung it on the coat rack at the door, while begging for Xie Qingfen: "He Shao, Qingfen is young, and our family loves her very much. This is the first time I have come here. Our family is very excited. She has always known your name and admired you very much. Today is too excited. You have a lot of grown-ups, don’t be familiar with children."

He Zhichu took off his military jacket and put on the casual shoes worn at home at the door. He raised his eyes to look at Xie Qingying, and said lightly: "...How old is she?"

Xie Qingying said hurriedly: "I just turned twelve years old, but she is fatter and not tall, so people often think she is only eight or nine years old."

"Twelve years old, not a kid anymore." He Zhichu walked into the cloakroom, put on a piece of casual clothes, and said without looking back, "Don't let me see this person in the future."

Xie Qingying was stunned, "He Shao, you really don't like Qingfen so much? She didn't do anything, right? As for saying that you are a dumb, isn't it just a child's idiom? Do you really want to be familiar with her?"

He Zhichu glanced at her, thinking that she looked shrewd, but he didn't feel anything wrong with this matter?

He wondered whether or not to remind her, but seeing her protect his cousin so much, he felt a little unbearable.

A man sat down on the sofa and He Zhichu said, "Pour me a glass of red wine."

Xie Qingying went to the wine cabinet to look for it for a while, and poured him a glass of Bordeaux 1983 red wine, only covering the bottom of the glass shallowly.

She put the red wine in front of He Zhichu, and whispered: "Would you like something to eat?"

He Zhichu nodded, "Get me something to eat."

Xie Qingying left the living room where he was resting and went to the first floor and ordered the kitchen to prepare a supper for He Zhichu.

At this time, her fifth uncle prime minister Xie Beichen came over and said anxiously: "Qing Ying, how about Shao? Are you back?"

"I just came back, what's the matter." Xie Qingying asked a little uneasy, thinking that Uncle Wu was here to help his young daughter Xie Qingfen.

"I just received the news that Shao He took the people and arrested six people!" Xie Beichen said, spreading his hands, revealing a note with the names of the six people.

Xie Qingying took a look, and suddenly her breathing became stagnant.

"No?! These six people have been arrested?!"

Xie Beichen's face gradually changed, "Yes, so I want to ask He Shao, what is going on? What is he going to do?! If there is such a big turmoil in the military department, how can he be convinced by himself? Everyone?!"

Xie Qingying calmed her mind, and subconsciously helped He Zhichu speak: "...Fifth Uncle, He Shao had to do it. In the past three months, He Shaoshen stayed simple, why the admiral guarded the grave, but these people kept giving him help. Kizuna, what can he do?"

"No matter how stupid he is, he can't do this!" Xie Beichen was so anxious that his hair was white. "This person has been caught, who will be in charge of the work?! My Huaxia military has such a big change, what will the foreign media do? Say?!"

"Who cares what they say!" Xie Qingying is even more reluctant to listen to this. "I am also a media player. If foreign media dare to talk nonsense, we will not sit still."

The other party is full of holes and thinking about picking other people's thorns. Does it feel that everyone else is blind and doesn't know how to "remove his body in his own way"?

"You said the same!" Xie Beichen was anxious and turned around, "You can't be the lord anyway! Find me how Shao comes out, I have something to ask him!"

Xie Qingying's face was a little ugly.

Why can't she be the master of He Shao?

She is engaged...

However, seeing that Xie Beichen was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, he thought for a while before he said, "I will send He Shao a supper in a while, and you can go with me."

Xie Beichen couldn't wait any longer, "You go to remind the supper first, and I will go up by myself."

Xie Qingying had to call He Zhichu, "He Shao, my Uncle Beichen wants to see you in a hurry."

He Zhichu agreed, "Let him come up."

Xie Beichen took three steps and two steps to the second floor living room, and went in without knocking the door.

He Zhichu sat in the room in his spare time. The light in the room was very dim, and he could only see his tall silhouette in the light.

"Prime Minister Xie is here, please sit down." He pointed to the sofa opposite.

Xie Beichen did not intend to sit down and talk for a long time, and said angrily: "He Shao, I thought we had reached an agreement. This matter is going to happen slowly. Why did you arrest them all at once?!"

He Zhichu looked at Xie Beichen steadily, his expression unchanged and said, "When did I reach an agreement with you? Take a look at the agreement I signed."

Xie Beichen was speechless, and after a while, he said: "I thought we were tacitly tacit."

"That's all you thought, when did I agree to your proposal?" He Zhichu stood up, putting his hands in his trouser pockets.

Although his military uniforms have been changed, there is still military coercion standing there.

Xie Beichen licked his lips anxiously and said, "...but even so, you are too anxious..."

"Do I have to thank the Prime Minister for being anxious?" He Zhichu's peach blossom eyes showed a mocking look, and said with a smile: "Your twelve-year-old fat daughter, how much time did you spend learning the words and deeds of Nianzhi? Ok?"

This is today's second update: Chapter 2079 "Who is more anxious".

Two more today.

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