He Is Warmer Than Time

In the Second Artillery Corps, the commander's office, Gu Jingxing wrote and painted in the notebook. He found a soldier with a good background in painting in the army and learned it in surprise.

At this moment, the first draft is finished.

He looked at the pencil lines on the notebook, and he was personally satisfied.

But he still needed to listen to other people's opinions, so he called Du Dapeng and Fang Guohuayi.

These two, that is also the rough man.

Fang Guohua held the book, and Du Dapeng leaned over and looked at it carefully. It was more serious than when he was in elementary school.

Gu Jingxing sat in a chair in his spare time, and coughed slightly: "The wedding dress designed for your sister-in-law, you can give me some suggestions, but you are not allowed to leak it out."

Fang Guohua raised his hand: "Boss, don't worry, this is equivalent to a first-class military secret, and we absolutely guard against it."

"Okay, you two take a good look, how is my design?"

This is really embarrassing for two rough guys. What design is this little skirt talking about? Isn't it all the same?

But the boss gave up their opinions, and they had to say one, two, three, four, five.

The two pretended to watch for a while, and Fang Guohua nodded frequently, as if he was good at it: "I think it's good, mainly my sister-in-law, who looks good in everything."

Du Dapeng also said: "I also think it looks good. The important thing is that you, the boss, designed the wedding dress personally. It's terrible. My sister-in-law must be touched to death."

Gu Jingxing glanced at them: "Yes, they all feel good, then I don't worry, I will go to the store to get some cloth back tomorrow, and find a tailor to make this wedding dress for your sister-in-law as soon as possible."

Fang Guohua and Du Dapeng applauded: "Boss, you are really versatile. You can get a gun at the top, and you can do it with clothes at the bottom. It's incredible."

Gu Jingxing was exaggerated by these two subordinates, and felt that Xiao Ran would definitely like the finished product designed.

After all, he had also read Tang Ji'an's manuscript, and felt that the difference between the two was not very large.

It's just that he doesn't like the design that is too wrapped. He likes a looser and straighter skirt. Well, his design is more humane.

He put the book in his pocket and was contented to prepare to go home.

Jingle Bell--

The phone rang on the desk, and the secretary answered the call. He picked up the phone, and he reported to his home that it was Shen Boyong, the old chief of the Three Military Districts in Kyoto.

Gu Jingxing was a little surprised: "Hello, old chief, may I ask if you are calling, what's the matter?"

Shen Boyong said in a loud voice: "That's it. My eldest son will go to Haicheng for inspection recently. He will take his wife and son with him for half a month. The above is to arrange him to live in the Second Artillery Corps. Commander Gu can take more care."

Gu Jingxing quickly responded, "This is natural."

The two exchanged greetings for a while before hanging up the phone.

Gu Jingxing walked to the living compound with his wedding dress in his hand, and went upstairs. As soon as the door opened, Nian Nian threw on his lap and called to his father.

Gu Jingxing picked her up and looked up and saw Song Ran standing with arms akimbo in the living room.

He looked at the little girl in his arms with a cold voice: "Are your mother angry?"

Once again, Song Ran was wet all over, and hurriedly put the little girl down and walked to the wife.

"What's wrong with this girl?"

Song Ran watched Gu Jingxing aggrievedly: "I want to help her take a bath, this girl refused to wash, stepped on the plastic basin with one foot, and the water poured all over me."

Gu Jingxing took a serious look and said, "I'll go in and help your mother change clothes, and come out in a while. Either you will take a bath obediently, or you will have a spanking and choose yourself."