Chapter 950

Really or fake, how is it possible?

Harboring disbelief, Shen Lanni picked up her chopsticks to taste, and her beautiful eyes instantly lit up.

It was so delicious she couldn't stop, and she had never eaten such delicious food before.

At this second, Shen Lanni's mind turned a hundred times, thinking of many, many things!

This is her man's real cooking skill.

He hid it before, to avoid cooking and hide for leisure.

Confirmed, tonight I must fight him to the end, life or death...

Eating the top-grade dishes, drinking the top-grade special supply, the atmosphere quickly reached its peak.

Drinking the wine in his cup, Zheng Yanlong was heroic.

"Brother, you bled heavily today, I suppose you must have a request?"

"Rest assured, as long as your brother can do it, I guarantee it will be handled properly."

After three rounds of drinking and five flavors of food, it was indeed time to talk about business.

Lin Feng smiled: "Actually, it's not really a matter, it's very simple."

"My squadron, just established, is short of manpower."

"So I thought about going down to walk around, and I couldn't avoid the troops of you two brothers."

Thought it was something, just this?

Zheng Yanlong patted his chest: "Brother has nothing to say, as long as you take a fancy to them, take them away directly."

"Heh, it's not that serious."

Lin Feng smiled: "We live upstairs and downstairs, as neighbors."

"This time it's mainly to connect feelings, and secondly to give you two brothers a heads-up in advance."

"To save you from not welcoming me when the time comes, and scolding me behind my back for plucking wool."

"But rest assured, I don't want just anyone."

"I guarantee I won't dig up your key talents."

Alright, Lan Zhiguang secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now he was really worried that this meal would cost a heavy price.

Now looking at it, it was his own petty heart, and he thought too much!

"Brother, tell me, who did you take a fancy to in my 9th Brigade?"

Lin Feng held up a finger: "For now, just one, a second-class sergeant..."

"No, now it should be a third-class sergeant, his name is Niu Nuli."

Niu Nuli? Lan Zhiguang was surprised: "Brother, what do you want him for?"

"To enrich the assault team, I think highly of him!"

Lin Feng explained: "According to my understanding, Niu Nuli's technical and tactical skills are excellent, and he has all three certificates."

"His physical fitness is excellent, known as the King of Armored Soldiers."

"His faith is firm, his will is unyielding, and his character is recognized."

"In summary: he has the potential and potential to become a special forces member."

As he spoke, Lin Feng curled his lip and shook his head repeatedly.

"Brother, it's not that I'm saying, you are too stingy."

"Niu Nuli has failed to be promoted for years, and he's been wasted in the 9th Brigade!"

Hearing the last sentence, Lan Zhiguang sighed bitterly while drinking the wine in his cup.

"Niu Nuli is a talent, I discovered it when I first arrived."

"But every time he takes the promotion exam, he is one or two points short."

"Just ask me, what can I do?"

Lin Feng disagreed: "Brother, you were still negligent."

"First, find a professional to teach him, I guarantee there will be different results."

"Second, for talent, why don't you just go ask for a promotion quota?"

At this moment, Lan Zhiguang's mood was not beautiful, depressed.

"Brother, I admit the first point, it all depends on his self-study."

"As for asking for a quota?"

"Do you think I am you? Would Director He of the Political Department indulge me?".