Chapter 1252 Building a City 1

The handsome young man sat lazily behind his desk, snapping his fingers, his eyes full of anticipation.

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

The former adjutant knew his boss's mischievous mentality, and he had probably been waiting to see Evian's jokes these days.

He raised his eyes slightly, looked at his nose, nose, and heart, and reported in a strict manner, "Our people stationed on Chenghua Planet have received news that Evian has not appeared on the battlefield to personally command in the past three days. In recent days, the entire The defenders of Chenghua Star were all huddled in the city. However, Evian Luger appeared a few times, and he looked quite haggard. Your gift must have had an effect. It is estimated that there will be news of Evian Yeger's death in a few days. News. I just don’t know what Evian’s plans are.”

No matter what, it was his biological son who died after all.

No matter what the reason for death.

When a soldier dies, his body will be sent back to his hometown by his relatives.

But now Evian is in what he calls the glorious period of his life. If he can go one step further, he can get the position of marshal.

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

In the heart of Evian, the talented Evian Yeger is much more important than the honest and honest Evian Ruger.

It’s just a matter of which one is more important compared to his great cause...

This is what others don’t know.

Young Master Yan lazily supported his chin with his fingers, his peach blossom eyes showed a half smile, and his thin lips were slightly raised.

With that look, he was clearly waiting for a good show.

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

Young Master Yan raised his eyebrows, "I think it's pretty good, but I'm just not mad enough. That old guy is a bit regretful."

Yuan Jing pursed her lips slightly.

Don't be impulsive!

No way, he is the adjutant of the Marshal.

You cannot offend the superior, and you cannot beat the marshal.

That's not right.

He took a deep breath and tried his best to show a standard and professional smile, "Marshal, my subordinate is asking about the report just now. What do you think after listening to it?"

"Agree or disagree."

At least give him an answer.

The head of the Yan family blinked, and confusion and doubt emerged in his dark and beautiful peach blossom eyes. His tone was very innocent, "When did you say something else? Why didn't I hear it?"

Without waiting for Yuan Jing to answer, Master Yan lazily sat up straight and folded his hands on the desk.

He said solemnly, "Your voice must be too low. You also know that I am too mentally exhausted and have difficulty concentrating. If you don't speak louder, how can I, the marshal, hear you?"

After the master of the Yan family raked it down very skillfully, he comforted the stiff-faced former adjutant with gentleness and a soothing tone.

The handsome young man raised his eyebrows slightly, sighed, and said meaningfully, "Young man, you still have a lot to learn."

Adjutant Yuan Jing looked at the handsome young man across the desk in silence.

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

He really wanted to cultivate his inner self.

Only then can he deal with his immediate boss who is even more shameless and thick-skinned.

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