Logically, Fang Jun has been out for a while, yet he’s still got this close-cropped hair that easily forms a stereotype.
Is he not planning to change his hairstyle?
Jiang Chen stood up, smiling.
"Young Master Fang, long ti no see."
Though he didn’t serve his full sentence, it has been a year or two in the blink of an eye.
It seems like a fleeting mont, but according to Einstein’s theory of relativity, ti inside must have been tough.
There isn’t much weariness on Fang Jun’s face; rather, he seems much more steadfast and robust, and that uncomfortable soft vibe is gone.
Prison is indeed a place that can change people.
Even soone like Fang Jun isn’t an exception.
"Long ti no see."
Fang Jun nodded slightly.
Enemies eting again, is it extra intense?
"Sit down."
Cao Jinse invited him, and after Fang Jun sat down, she said, "Are you really sure about this? If you go in and co out again, you’ll be a deserter."
She seed more unbothered than the two n.
No wonder Ye Tingxuan felt this sentint.
Not only Yuan Run, but most won in the world should really learn what it ans to conduct oneself and understand the bigger picture.
"My file has already been registered. Not showing up would also make a deserter."
Cao Jinse smiled, "Looks like there’s no turning back now."
With Cao Jinse breaking the ice, Jiang Chen didn’t rush to speak. Whether it’s reconciliation with a smile or not, past grudges can’t truly be treated as if they never happened.
"Next ti I co back, who knows how long it will be?"
Cao Jinse sighed.
"I still need to serve the remaining ti in prison."
Although it’s not a long period, for soone like Fang Jun, going in even for a year or two, or just ten days to half a month, is a huge humiliation and a heavy blow.
In other words,
how would he face the people of Kyoto again?
Choosing to leave and go to Sichuan and Shu to serve could have a factor of avoidance, but at this mont, his deanor is very calm, even actively ntioning the scar predestined to never be erased in this lifeti.
"The military is tougher than prison."
Cao Jinse smiled without a trace of sarcasm.
This statent holds truth.
Fang Jun’s ti inside only resulted in restricted freedom and slightly worse conditions, otherwise it wasn’t much different from a vacation. But once in the army, it’s the sa treatnt for everyone, with inevitable sweat and blood.
"Jinse, I’ve tasted too many sweet things in my life; it’s ti to experience so hardships."
Looking at Fang Jun’s peaceful smile, Cao Jinse paused slightly in her tone.
To have such awareness.
It’s enough to console the spirit of the late Mr. Fang.
"Since you’ve made up your mind, I won’t persuade you. Looks like our circle will produce another stalwart and upright man."
Cao Jinse said with comfort.
Fang Jun remained silent, then smiled slightly, "I only hope I don’t disgrace us."
"Have confidence in yourself. If Wang Heting can do it, I believe you can too."
"Jinse, when I go to Sichuan and Shu, he’ll be my superior’s superior’s superior."
Hearing this, Jiang Chen couldn’t help but laugh.
After all, Wang Heting is a colonel, and when Fang Jun enters, he might just be a new recruit, and perhaps even need to hide his identity, the rank gap between them is vast.
"Starting late isn’t a problem as long as the direction is right, there’s hope to catch up. Keep it up."
This encouragent was aningful.
Not to ntion turning back from being wayward; realizing the wrong path and halting in ti is progress.
"Jinse, you’re putting a lot of pressure on ."
"Without pressure, there’s no motivation."
Cao Jinse teased, "Even if you just serve as a conscript for a few years, I would be proud of you."
What’s called leadership style.
What’s called charisma.
No wonder people like Ye Tingxuan and Yuan Run, "mad geniuses," respect and admire her so much.
It’s not just an age advantage.
"No matter what, at least aim to be a sergeant, otherwise, the first person you’d be letting down is Jinse."
"That’s the right way to think; success depends on human effort, confidence is always the first foundation for success."
Fang Jun nodded, seemingly keeping her teachings in mind.
"Next ti we et, who knows when it will be, don’t you want to say sothing to Fang Jun?"
Cao Jinse tilted her head.
"I wish Young Master Fang great success and continuous promotion."
Cao Jinse smiled.
Fang Jun seed to receive it humorously: "I’ll take Mr. Jiang’s good wishes."
"He has so connection with the Wang Family, if you run into any trouble in Sichuan and Shu..."
Cao Jinse said to Fang Jun, with an understanding look in her eyes.
Of course, it’s still a joke.
Even a lean cal is bigger than a horse.
Although the pillar of strength, the old Mr. Fang has passed away, the Fang Family hasn’t collapsed, and Fang Jun’s relatives and elders still hold important positions in various fields. Fang Jun is unlikely to be bullied like a newbie, hiding his identity intentionally is another matter.
And even if he were bullied, it wouldn’t reach the point of seeking help from outsiders.
"I do have an ungracious request."
Fang Jun looked at Jiang Chen.
Jiang Chen remained calm, "Young Master Fang, please go ahead."
Fang Jun didn’t imdiately speak, "Jinse, I want to talk to Mr. Jiang alone."
Cao Jinse got up promptly without a word.
"You two continue."
The two n watched her leave.
How understanding and considerate.
Although her cooking occasionally isn’t perfect, Princess Cao is definitely presentable and fit for the occasion.
Everything fears comparison.
Why is it difficult for ordinary yet confident fairies to reach the elite class?
Because the n of the elite class have seen what truly high-quality won are.
Stepping out of the office, standing at the door, Cao Jinse suddenly ca to her senses and chuckled to herself.
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