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Rong Qiu just stared at the design of the tombstone once, and didn't interfere in the rest of the matters; Zhao Nanchen was different, Zhao Nanchen decorated the double tomb of him and Zhao Yiqi very seriously, even if Zhao Yiqi beat him up because the matter of the double tomb was exposed. , he didn't put it aside casually, from the tombstones to the decorations outside the tomb, he chose them one by one.
Rong Qin listened to him more and more, and if it wasn't for Gu Nian's high-end restaurant, he almost couldn't help giving Zhao Nanchen a chestnut to eat.
Rong Qin stumbled around, and finally turned the topic around.
"Nanchen, I want to invite you to be the commander-in-chief of my volunteer army."
"what?"
As soon as Rong Qin finished speaking, Rong Qiu and Zhao Nanchen looked at Rong Qin at the same time.
Zhao Nanchen shook his head even more.
"I can't do it. How can such an important thing be entrusted to me? Brother Rong Qin, your heart is too big."
The matter of Rong Qiu was transferred from Zhao Nanchen to Rong Qin.
He didn't open his mouth to ask, but the meaning of the words was obvious. Rong Qin was sure that Zhao Nanchen was okay?
Rong Qin put down the chopsticks in his hand.
"What's wrong with this, I read the test results that your brother sent me. When you were studying at A University, you were good at being a mission commander every time you went out. You are already the first in the command department, so I can't say it. no."
"What kind of first place am I? I can't beat Commander Qin at all."
"Why do you want to compare with him, can the entire Federation find a few commanders who are stronger than him?"
Zhao Nanchen was at a loss for words. He felt that what Rong Qin said made sense, but it seemed that something was wrong.
Rong Qin was still fooling him: "And you won't treat you badly as the commander-in-chief of my volunteer army team. When our volunteer army achieves results, you will be able to enter Qin Muye's eyes openly."
The cake that Rong Qin painted for Zhao Nanchen was so fragrant that Zhao Nanchen decided to quit his job in the Thirteenth Military Region before he finished the meal.
Before leaving, Zhao Nanchen looked at Rong Qin in the car: "Then should I talk to my brother?"
Rong Qin smiled: "Don't worry, I already told your brother, you can call your brother again tonight and think about it carefully."
Rolling up the car window, Rong Qin watched Rong Qiu turn the car key, ready to start a fire.
The car didn't move at all.
He saw Rong Qiu in the driver's seat turn to his side, looking at him seriously, with a little expectation in his eyes.
The intention of wanting to speak is too obvious, everything is hidden in the eyes.
But really cute.
cute.
Rong Qin endured his soft heart, pursed his lips, and seemed to notice Rong Qiu's strangeness inadvertently: "Qiuqiu has something to say?"
Rong Qiu nodded, he stroked the slightly messy hair in front of his forehead, and then clenched the steering wheel in front of him with both hands.
Rong Qin leaned his arms against the car window, holding his cheeks and waiting for Rong Qiu's response.
Rong Qiu: "I want to go too."
Rong Qin: "Where are you going?"
Rong Qiu's eyes were bright: "Go to Brother Rong Qin's volunteer army."
Rong Qin smiled: "Yeah, didn't I say that I would take you to visit my volunteer army in two days?"
Rong Qiu shook his head: "I want to help Brother Rong Qin open the armor."
This was Rong Qiu's sudden thought today. Since Rong Qin invited Zhao Nanchen to join him, could he be okay? In addition to transforming the mecha, he can also open the armor, and he drives far better than those people.
I thought that Rong Qin would agree immediately, just like agreeing that he would help Rong Qin transform the mecha, but this time Rong Qin did not respond to him immediately. Rong Qin just remained silent. After three or five minutes, Rong Qin opened his mouth, but he did not agree or refuse, as if he just wanted to fully present the stakes in front of him.
"Qiuqiu, the boot armor is far more dangerous than the backstage commander. You have to fight one-on-one, or even one-to-many, with those vicious pirates. I think Qiuqiu's value is far from the boot armor, you should use you Smart brains have designed the sharpest spears for all military districts in the Union."
Rong Qin's words did not mean to be biased.
He just told Rong Qiu what he thought frankly, and the subtext of these words was that he disapproved of Rong Qiu joining his volunteer army.
Rong Qiu knew what Rong Qin meant.
Now he is not just an ordinary mecha designer, he can design mecha, and he has successfully designed a military mecha that shocked the thirteen military regions. His ability and value have been recognized by everyone in the federation. see.
This is also the reason why he suddenly changed from a mecha pilot to a mecha designer.
But his intention to do things for Rong Qin was serious.
Rong Qiu, who was rejected by Rong Qin, clenched the steering wheel in his hand.
Beta's head drooped slightly, and the exposed white porcelain on the back of the neck was beautiful, and the joints on it were slightly raised, as if it would burst with a random poking, and a hand with well-defined joints was placed on such a neck.
Rong Qin gently rubbed the back of Rong Qiu's neck: "No need to do more, you know what you're thinking."
In the evening, Rong Qiu lay on the bed after taking a bath.
The conversation with Rong Qin on the way back was still revolving in his mind.
He was indeed a little pissed off.
It is impossible for him to just leave his mecha research institute alone, and turn around and eagerly join Rong Qin's volunteer army team.
But he was not worried.
Even if Rong Qin is very confident, the scale of Rong Qin's volunteer army this time is also very large.
He was still worried.
But he had no one to discuss. Zhao Nanchen and Rong Qin were both in the volunteer army team, so he had no one to discuss.
Rong Qiu was slightly taken aback.
However, when did he develop the habit of negotiating with people when he was in trouble?
Obviously, whatever happens, you can handle it yourself.
Rong Qiu buried his head heavily in the fluffy and soft pillow. After burying it three or four times, he turned his face slightly and looked at the mobile phone by the bed. Rong Qiu held the garbled letter ID on his head and sent out this emotion. First post in the forum.