1103: Chapter 1103: No Hope for Promotion 1103: Chapter 1103: No Hope for Promotion There’s no point in getting angry without a solution.
“Everyone has their destiny, and worrying won’t help.”
Ruan Fangfang didn’t like to hear Ma i say that, “That’s because it hasn’t happened to you.
I just don’t believe that, given your temperant, if An Hao one day took a dump on your neck, you would still tolerate her.”
“Can you not disgust people with your talk?
We’re in the middle of cooking here, and you’re talking about shitting,” Ma i glared at her.
Hen Zhiyuan yelled from the living room, “Even cooking has to co with grumbling.
What’s there to talk about?
Can we still have dinner?
If I knew cooking was such a drag, I would have just eaten at the military canteen and co back.”
“Alright!
The dish is ready; it’ll be on the table right away.” Ma i responded, then poked Ruan Fangfang, who was standing beside and causing a ruckus, “You go set the table and serve the rice.”
The dishes were quite plentiful, with four dishes and one soup, and both fish and at, but Hen Zhiyuan had no appetite at all.
After a few bites, he put down his chopsticks and ladled himself a bowl of soup from the pot.
“If you’re feeling really bored, you might as well pay a visit to Colonel Guan’s house,” Ma i couldn’t stand it and said to him, “Even if he can’t help you with anything, it would still be good for you to ease your mind.”
“That makes sense,” Hen Zhiyuan quickly finished his soup in a few gulps, picked up his clothes from the clothes rack, put them on, and left the house.
Colonel Guan’s house was a small two-story building in the best location of the neighborhood.
It took about twenty minutes to walk there from the family buildings.
When Hen Zhiyuan arrived, Colonel Guan’s family was having dinner.
Seeing him, Colonel Guan’s daughter Guan Qing hurriedly went to the kitchen to fetch him a set of utensils.
“Haven’t had dinner yet?
Sit down and join us!” Guan Qing said with a gentle smile.
Hen Zhiyuan forced a smile, “I’ve already eaten.
I had nothing to do after dinner, so I ca over to see the commander.”
Colonel Guan looked at him, “It seems like you have sothing on your mind.
Co on, talk to about it.”
“No, nothing!” Hen Zhiyuan said insincerely.
“Still saying there’s nothing!
Your frown could squash a fly,” Guan Qing chuckled, “You’ve known my dad for so many years.
How could you hide anything from him?
Just speak up.
Don’t dawdle; that’s not like you!”
“I…” Hen Zhiyuan hesitated for a mont but decided to speak up, “About this promotion, if I don’t move up this ti, I’m afraid I’ll really have to transfer back ho.”
“I knew you were here for this matter,” Colonel Guan put down his chopsticks and laid it out straight, “I’m not trying to discourage you, but no matter how you look at it, you probably don’t stand a chance!”
“I know,” Hen Zhiyuan clenched his fists tightly, “that’s why I feel so stifled.
I ca here to walk it off, hoping the commander could give so guidance.”
“It’s not that you’re not excellent.
But you’re just not excellent enough!
You really t a strong opponent this ti.
To be honest, with his age and qualifications, he could have been promoted already,” Colonel Guan evaluated the situation very objectively.
Hen Zhiyuan had co with a glimr of hope, but the commander’s words obviously ant he was not intending to help him.
But on second thought, it really was the case.
With Qin Jian’s reputation being so well-known, even if the division headquarters recomnded his na, it would probably still be rejected after being reviewed by the higher-ups.
The appointnt of officers is a very serious matter.
Not only would he be rejected, but even those who recomnded him would certainly be disciplined.
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