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6522. Chapter 6522 Award 3

"You're said to be fat, but you're still out of breath? Since you're here, we won't wait any longer. Come with me to the Military Commission now." Chief No. 1 stood up and ordered bluntly.

"Commander No. 1, why did you ask me to go to the Military Commission with you? You don't need to take me with you to the meeting, right? I'm not used to your kind of solemn occasions!" Zhuo Yifan asked reluctantly at this time.

"Where did you come from with all this nonsense? Just go if I ask you to follow me. Will I harm you? Anyway, this matter is a good thing for you. Don't bargain with me!" The No. 1 leader immediately heard this.

He widened his eyes and warned with a somewhat dissatisfied tone.

"Okay, can't I just listen to you?" Zhuo Yifan had no choice but to nod in agreement with a bitter look on his face.

Then, under the escort of Guo Zifeng, Zhuo Yifan and Chief No. 1 got on their way to the conference auditorium of the Military Commission General Office. It was not until the car drove to the entrance of the auditorium that Zhuo Yifan discovered that few people actually attended the so-called Military Commission meeting.

What are you doing? The people sitting in this auditorium are all senior and senior leaders of the Military Commission. None of the dispensable guys are seen. What kind of conference is this?

Are there any important military matters discussed in the sect meeting?

"No. 1, how many people are attending the meeting?" Zhuo Yifan asked curiously.

"There are not many people, just about twenty. Most of them are old faces. You should have seen them before. Don't talk too much after entering. Just listen to my arrangements!" After the No. 1 chief warned, he took the lead directly.

Entered the auditorium.

Zhuo Yifan had no choice but to follow Leader No. 1 and walk in directly.

Chief No. 1 is right. Most of the people in this auditorium are old faces. Except for the main leaders of the Military Commission, there is no one else. The old men here are all wearing straight military uniforms, with ranks on their shoulders.

The lowest military rank is lieutenant general. As Zhuo Yifan, he is qualified enough to walk in here to participate in a meeting. However, this guy is wearing casual clothes today, and it feels a bit nondescript to participate in such an occasion.

"Go to the lounge over there and change into a military uniform for me. Lao Guo, give him the prepared military uniform!" Chief No. 1 pointed to the small lounge on one side and faced Zhuo Yifan and

Guo Zifeng ordered.

"Okay No. 1!" Guo Zifeng agreed, and then led Zhuo Yifan directly to the lounge.

Zhuo Yifan looked at the military uniform that Guo Zifeng gave him, and his expression was stunned: "Why is it a general uniform?"

"Not yet. At least you have to go through the investiture ceremony before you can become a real general. I have to take them off first!" Guo Zifeng explained with a smile, and then began to take off the epaulettes on his military uniform.

"What do you mean? Is No. 1 going to give me a promotion again?" Zhuo Yifan understood immediately when he heard this. No wonder the No. 1 leader didn't tell him anything and insisted on dragging him here. He didn't do it before.

Are you telling me that you are afraid that you will run away and refuse to come?

"You kid, don't be born into blessings. Do you think I don't know the thoughts in your head? Let me tell you, even if you run away now, you will be regarded as the general. It's just a procedure, it won't matter.

As for making it difficult for you like this?" Guo Zifeng shook his head helplessly and smiled bitterly.

"Damn, isn't this making things difficult for me? I already despise this Lieutenant General for being troublesome. Do you think I'm not troublesome enough?" Zhuo Yifan suddenly grimaced, feeling like he was about to cry without tears.

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