Listening to Beimen Baluo's complaints and complaints on the phone, Li Xuantong's first reaction was not to be angry, but to feel relieved.

Not worrying does not mean not caring. Since Li Mu showed interest in knowledge, Li Xuantong has been in a state of worry.

Although naughty and mischievousness are a headache, at least there is a chance to save it. But if you become Frankenstein, there is really no hope.

Now when Li Xuantong heard that Beimen Baluo said that Li Mu had caused trouble again, he felt so happy.

Familiar recipes and familiar tastes. It's so good, my son hasn't changed at all.

"It's so good? What's good!" Beimen Baluo was furious.

"Oh, what I said in my heart?" Li Xuantong shook his head secretly. He has been too scheming recently, so it is not good.

"Your uncle!" Beimen Baluo was furious.

He didn't scold him when he made this call, and wanted to solve the problem calmly. As a result, his son was not worried and I was even more a bastard.

"Li Xuantong, don't take it seriously!" Beimen Baluo said angrily: "Ding Baoshan is an old qualification in the army, and it is different from other commanders. When he was fighting, even I was a new recruit. You Director Li has taken all the face, but what about Lao Ding's own face? Even if you are the Director, you can't ignore it at all."

"I will handle this matter properly." Li Xuantong: "Ship Ding's family is also from Beimen City, and the old man is still alive. I will come here after get off work today and bring some gifts to visit the old man. When Commander Ding comes back, I will hold a drink alone to apologize."

"This attitude is like something." Beimen Baluo snorted.

"I have to thank you for your recreation, brother, otherwise I will be too passive." Li Xuantong thanked Beimen Baluo very politely.

"Hmph, just know." Beimen Baluo hummed: "I'm worried about your family."

"Thank you for your hard work, and I have to invite you if you have the chance." Li Xuantong: "I won't say more now. I'm busy here, so I'll go back and contact you."

"Yes." Beimen Baluo heard a busy voice coming from the phone, and he hung up the phone.

Then, it felt like the taste was a little wrong.

Ding Baoshan is just an introduction, he wants to talk about Li Mu. Why did this topic go wrong after a few words?

After a while of silence, Beimen Baluo called the phone again.

"Brother Beimen, what's the matter?" Li Xuantong had no choice but to say: "You are not in such a hurry to drink my bar."

"Li Xuantong, don't interrupt me. Do I care about your drink?" Beimen Baluo was not angry: "It's your son's business, we must have a good talk."

"Well, actually I was trying to say it just now, but I was a little embarrassed." Li Xuantong seemed a little embarrassed.

"You still know how embarrassed?" Beimen Baluo sneered: "It's really strange."

"Brother, don't squeeze me." Li Xuantong smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know what my son is like yet. It's a blessing to have you, otherwise I'll be worried."

"Don't mention me." Beimen Baluo was not fooled: "Your son is not my son-in-law yet, it has nothing to do with me."

"It's okay, but I've seen what your brother did." Li Xuantong sighed: "I don't know what was wrong with that guy before, and he almost turned into a nerd. Fortunately, your brother took action decisively and transferred him to the fleet. Although he caused some problems, he just broke him back. From this, it can be seen that my father is not as good as your father-in-law."

"Hmph, you're pretty reliable." Beimen Baluo was very comfortable. Li Xuantong didn't bow to him much, and he immediately said with great enthusiasm:

"My Beimen family is a general, and has been soldiers for many generations. Children have to be beaten since childhood. They are not as spoiled as your Li family. Do you believe it or not? If Li Mu had given birth to me, the previous years would not have been abandoned at all. At this time, there is no need for military academy to return, and it will definitely be the youngest general in federal history."

"I believe it, of course I believe it." Li Xuantong agreed repeatedly: "But now I am not satisfied. With your brother's training, my second boy will definitely not be able to do anything in the future. If he really achieves anything in the future, the credit will definitely be yours."

"Nonsense, it's good that you are a father, it's good that you didn't delay the child." Beimen Palobala bragged for more than ten minutes, and finally ended the call with satisfaction.

After hanging up the phone, he stayed quietly for more than ten seconds. Beimen Baluo slapped himself in the mouth.

"Damn it, those who are involved in the officialdom are dirty! They are dirty from the inside to the outside!" Beimen Baluo was so depressed.

I said a lot of nonsense, but the most important thing is not mentioned.

Beimen Baluo picked up the phone for the third time, but after grinning for a long time, he still let it go again.

It wasn't because he was afraid that he would be surrounded by it, but Beimen Baluo realized that Li Xuantong's reply was actually very clear. This plate was not easy to throw out, so how could he take it back casually? But he couldn't do it at all if he asked Beimen Baluo to abandon Li Mu regardless of it.

It’s not that Beimen Baluo really doesn’t want to care about Li Mu, otherwise, with his power, it would be very easy to expel someone.

In fact, whether it is Li Xuantong or Beizou Baluo, he certainly feels tired of training this kid, but he also recognizes Li Mu's huge potential.

For example, this incident actually proves Li Mu's ability. It is definitely brave and resourceful to fight the wild boar king alone to subdue the wild boar herd. It is just that it creates a lot of messes in the future, which makes people crazy and difficult to do.

They were unwilling to give up this gem, but they were unwilling to work hard to wipe the shit on the gem, and they all thought that others were busy and relaxed themselves.

Beimen Baluo was depressed here, and someone shouted a report outside the door. Beimen Baluo heard the sound and knew who the person was.

"Come in." Beimen Baluo said: "You have so many things in the General Staff, why do you still have the time to come to me? If you have any, can't you tell me on the phone?"

The person who came in was Ling Yun himself, the deputy chief of staff of the General Staff of the General Staff, and the eldest son of Baluo, the Beimen.

"I said on the phone, I'm afraid you'll curse again." Beimen Ling Yun had no choice but to say: "It's the New District 3 Restoration Dinner."

The new third district was successfully conquered, and the next step was to rebuild it. Media and public opinion propaganda were raising momentum, calling on the public to donate money and materials, etc., which were always in progress.

However, the previous activities were public and mainly targeted civilians. Although the wealthy class also participated, they were spontaneous and had relatively poor enthusiasm. In the large commercial consortiums, those with military and political backgrounds like the Li family and the Beimen family donated some.

It is the first anniversary of the post-war period. The New Third District has been completely renewed, but there are still many follow-up projects to be done. Especially Nanhu City, which is the main battlefield, is almost equivalent to building a new city.

In order to prepare more funds, the General Administration Propaganda Department has developed a plan and invited several major chambers of commerce to prepare for a high-end dinner to dig out the money from the pockets of the rich.

Beimen Baluo is not a pedantic person, so this kind of thing will not be rejected. If he just wants him to participate, that would be another matter.

The value of soldiers can only be reflected in the battlefield, and normal social engagements are just fine, but Beimen Baluo doesn't like this kind of dinner that uses military status as a selling point from the bottom of his heart. Especially this dinner is for fundraising, so he is even more reluctant.

The soldiers are born and die on the front line, and they still have to smile when they return to the rear! Some people may like it, but in the eyes of Beimen Baluo, it is simply an insult to the soldiers.

Beimen Ling Yun knew his father's temper very well and did not want to criticize him like this. If it were something else, he would arrange it himself. However, the liberation dinner in the New Third District will definitely have to be sent to the war. The 5th Fleet and the 6th Fleet are now carrying out other tasks.

Although Ling Yun from the North Gate has the right to transfer a few people back, this matter must be agreed with Baluo of the North Gate in advance. Otherwise, there will definitely be no good results in the end.

It seems that it is not much better to say in advance, because Lingyun from Beimen chose a super bad opportunity.

Beimen Baluo's face sank: "Are you a General Staff or a Propaganda Department? If they are willing to do it, what does it have to do with you?"

"The military representative needs us to come out." Ling Yun from Beimen said: "All the people who should be invited have been invited, and everything has been prepared. But as the protagonist, the military can't go alone. I have drawn up a list, and you can't take a look first."

Ling Yun from Beimen knew that his father would not let go, so he thought he could just get over it, so he handed over a list as he spoke.

After taking the list, he glanced a few times, and Beimen Baluo's face looked a little better.

Ling Yun from Beimen was also thoughtful. It is true that the people on the list came from the battle fleet, but there were not many real front-line personnel. Most of them were children of officials who were sent to the gilded at the time. After their qualifications, they would go to the security area to work in the future. In the eyes of Beimen Baluo, these people were not considered real soldiers at all. Participating in such social gatherings is just right for them.

"Okay, please see what you're going to do." Beimen Baluo had a dark face: "After you're done, don't let them return to the fleet."

Ling Yun from the North Gate breathed a sigh of relief and was about to turn around and go out when he was suddenly stopped by the North Gate Baluo.

"This dinner was organized by the Propaganda Department of the General Administration, right?" Beimen Baluo suddenly remembered something.

"Yes." Beimen Lingyun said: "There are six major chambers of commerce."

"Will Li Xuantong go?" asked Ba Luo, the North Gate.

"Maybe." Beimen Lingyun didn't know why his father asked this question, but answered honestly: "The Propaganda Department will definitely invite you, but I don't know if the director will go."

"That's how..." Beimen Baluo thought about it and suddenly laughed.

"Give me the list, I'll add another person." Beimen Baluo said.

"Oh." Ling Yun from Beimen was a little suspicious, but he still handed the list to his father again.

Beimen Baluo wrote a name on it and handed it to Beimen Lingyun.

Ling Yun from Beimen took it and saw it, he was a little confused: "Father, this..."

"What's this!" Beimen Baluo stared at him: "I tell you, it doesn't matter whether other people go or not, but this person must go."

It is impolite to come but not come.

Beimen Baluo sneered secretly.
Chapter completed!