C67

"987, 988 …." The people on Ji Aohan's side found it hard to hide their excitement. There were only 960 on the other side, it seemed like the Colonel had won.

"I've lost." Shen Bei stopped moving, he lowered his head, with a listless look on his face, but Ji Aohan did not stop, and continued to do what he was doing.

Although Ji Aohan saw that Shen Bei had given up, he still stubbornly finished a thousand of them. He stood up and clapped easily, but his eyes only saw Shen Bei walking over with his head lowered, "I was like you, proud and arrogant. But after committing an irreparable mistake, I knew that this position had responsibilities that he had to bear. Do you understand? "

However, in Shen Bei's ears, it was as if he had received a huge insult. His face was pale white, and he was feeling extremely ashamed.

But Shen Bei still bowed to him respectfully, and said with an extremely sincere tone: "Colonel, I was wrong."

His respect for Ji Aohan rose involuntarily. In fact, he was blaming himself for the colonel for what happened to his brother in the beginning. But he knew that this was his brother's choice, and the reason for it was his responsibility.

"Wrong. Let's go and bring the things in." Looking at the relief in his eyes, Ji Aohan knew that the knot in his heart had already settled down.

There was nothing between men that couldn't be resolved. Shen Bei was currently very complicated in his heart, it was because he was too stingy previously and said a lot of bad things about the Colonel in the army camp.

"Yes, Colonel." Shen Bei braced himself and still asked out his doubts, as if this would be able to ease the tension between them.

"I didn't even have the time to ask, what are we carrying?"

"Your winter clothes and the materials for this mission have arrived." Ji Aohan looked at the people below, he did not hide anything, and only said softly: "And the weapons, the rest will be settled as well."

"Long live the Colonel." Although he purposefully lowered his voice, there were still people who heard it. No one knew who let out the cheers, but everyone became happy, with their right arms held high, they shouted out loud, while Shen Bei, without exception, jumped down to look for Fan Long.

Knowing that they were handing the things over to everyone, Ji Aohan looked at his brothers, "Have everyone finished taking your things?"

"Take it." The neatly standing soldiers answered in unison.

Ji Aohan nodded his head in satisfaction, "Go back and put everything back. Fifteen minutes later, follow me to train."

One hour later …

After leading his brothers and running for five kilometers, Ji Aohan's forehead was covered in sweat. Looking at them who were panting from fatigue, Ji Aohan laughed, "Seems like when I'm not around, Fan Long will be very relaxed with you guys. Come another five kilometers."

Seeing that Ji Aohan was still full of energy, Shen Bei could not help but stand out and complain, "Colonel, we haven't even eaten in the morning, look, it's almost time for lunch. Why don't we continue in the afternoon?"

Ji Aohan looked at his watch, "Okay, then let's disperse."

Fan Long walked to his side, and also felt that he was in a very good mood, "The matter of the supplies have been settled, and your news have been resolved.

I'll think of a way to deal with it now and leave the army to you. " Ji Aohan had already decided what to do, "Ji Yanxi can differentiate between personal grudges and national affairs."

Fan Long could tell from the way he addressed Ji Yanxi that he still had a knot in his heart, "Colonel, he's your brother after all …"

"Nonsense, he just came to support us." Ji Aohan angrily cut him off, "You don't need to say anymore, if it wasn't for him, my parents wouldn't have died, and I wouldn't have ended up like this."

When Ji Aohan brought up this topic, he went crazy and could not listen to other people's words anymore.

The death of his parents was Old Master Ji's doing, and did not have much to do with him, but seeing his excessive reaction, Fan Long could only sigh, "Sigh, CEO Wu is right."

Ji Aohan had already entered into his own scheme, and was stuck in it. Unless he himself came to his senses, no one else would be able to interfere.

The Shang family.

After talking with Wu Qiong, Shang Xiaomo was genuinely happy for Xiao Xue. That man asked her a lot of things about Xiao Xue, and it was obvious that she really cared about her.

But strangely, Wu Qiong finally asked her, "If the Shang Clan and Ji Yanxi can only choose one, who would I choose?"

How did he answer that? He probably wouldn't choose either one because there was no way to choose either one.

After happily chatting with him for a while, Shang Xiaomo bid farewell. When he returned home, he remembered that Qi Qi had gone to kindergarten. Qi Qi was not present, the house was empty. Therefore, Shang Xiaomo planned to have a good chat with Shang Hangzhou. It was about time's identity was announced, but Shang Hangzhou was also not around. He wanted to look for Ji Yanxi since he had nothing to do, but he felt that he was useless.

"So boring." Shang Xiaomo laid on the bed, looking at her phone, flipping through it, she suddenly heard a call.

"Hey, do you want to have lunch together?" Hearing his voice, Shang Xiaomo immediately thought of the beautiful man coming out of the bath in the morning, and his face unconsciously blushed. Luckily, he couldn't see it over the phone.

With one hand covering his face, Shang Xiaomo calmed herself down, "Of course." Just as she finished speaking, she heard the sound of paper flipping. "I think it's better if you don't want it. You should be very busy, right?"

Shang Xiaomo thought about it carefully, about how everyone around her had their own things to do, and since she had come to the Shang Clan and could no longer work as a journalist, she seemed to have nothing to do.

"Not too busy." Ji Yanxi looked at the documents in front of him.

Ke Jin, who was seated at the side, heard his words and could not help but mutter softly: "Aren't you busy with this? "Then what is it like to be busy?"

Ji Yanxi raised his head, with a sharp glint in his eyes, he shut his mouth immediately, pretending that he did not hear anything.