Zhan Yan sat bewildered in the military camp, staring at the mound of official duties before him, still not having recovered fully.
This morning, suddenly a group of people had burst in, first inquiring about his name, and after confirming it, compared his appearance, then packed him up along with his entire family.
"Zhan Zhubu, work," Jiang Lu stared at Zhan Yan, curious to see what talents he had that could reduce Gu Shanhai's lifespan by ten years.
"Mr. Jiang, this isn't appropriate, is it? Just arriving and immediately becoming Zhubu, it surely isn't a match for my virtues." Zhan Yan also remembered; he had become an accompanying military registrar, and furthermore, had a heap of work to do.
"Big brother, he's unwilling, this might be troubling, otherwise, let's extract juice from this kid, see if we can compensate the teacher." Wu Yan said with a heavy tone.
