Only then did Lao Zhao raise his head, glance at him, then lowered his head and drew a circle on the form with a red pen, indicating his agreement. After finishing the painting, he threw away the pen and stopped eating the steamed buns. He leaned back on the chair and said, "Fan Mu, Fan Mu, you said you are so talented, what will you do if you quit? Open a security company? Be a bodyguard for others?"
Fan Mu didn't answer. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a drag. In the smoke, he saw the group of recruits on the playground outside the window still practicing goose steps, kicking crookedly, and the squad leader was cursing behind them. He suddenly remembered that he was like this ten years ago. He didn't understand anything and was kicked out by the old squad leader.
