Chapter 1242: Fatty Editor

"Who is this person? So powerful."
"The sunglasses he wears are so beautiful, we have never seen this style!"
"You can feel his strong gaze through the sunglasses."
The men and women in the crowd were talking in low voices, each with surprise. It didn't mean anything else, it's just that they were also people running around in the army, but I had never seen such a man with such awe-inspiring awe.
Isn't she 1.9 meters tall? Generally men are half a head short in front of him.
"Hello, who are you? Who are you looking for?"
Xu Qigang did not wear a formal military uniform, but a simple camouflage uniform and a military green short-sleeved shirt. You can't tell the military rank from the clothes, and most people at his age would never guess that he was the captain.
"I'm looking for Gong Ming, you tell him I am Xu Qigang, the commander of the Wolf Warriors regiment."
"Leader Xu?" The visitor opened his eyes wide, and immediately saluted him, "You come to the reception room with me and sit for a while, and I immediately call our editor in chief."
Xu Qigang's stern expression added a hint of expression, "It turns out that Gong Ming is the editor-in-chief."
"Yes."
As Xu Qigang left, the door immediately exploded, and many people danced with excitement.
"Oh my God! The one who just entered is really the head of the war wolf group?"
"Too young, right?"
"If our editor-in-chief knows that Commander Xu is coming to him, the music will break." The editor-in-chief usually brags, saying every time that he had the glorious years of fighting alongside Commander Xu when he was a land-occupied reporter.
It blows all day without stopping.
"Walk around... We went in and took a peek at him. It is usually difficult to see him. The Wolf Warriors refused all interviews and claimed to be a reporter's restricted zone.
Everyone was unwilling to give up this great opportunity of a lifetime. They left their work and ran to the reception room.
The editor-in-chief of the People's Liberation Army Daily, Gong Ming, is a potbellied man, one year younger than Xu Qigang. But because Fat Fu looks a few years older than Xu Qigang.
"Team leader?" Gong Ming thought that his subordinates were okay to make jokes about himself when he was notified, and he came over with a skeptical attitude to see that it was really Xu Qigang. Suddenly, he was happy to rush forward, but Xu Qigang easily pushed it away.
He glanced at him up and down, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said a little disgustingly: "Why are you so fat?" At the beginning of the battlefield in Southern Xinjiang, he was thin like a weak chicken.
Gong Ming was shy like a teenager, "Tuan...Head of the group, I don't have to worry about every day, naturally I feel relieved and fat."
"I think you lack exercise." Xu Qigang said.
"Hey hey... You are so right, leader, I don't want to move at all without being with you."
"Too lazy!"
Xu Qigang expressed his distress for Gong Ming's fatness.
"Head, why do you have time to come to me? I wanted to visit you in the Wolf Warriors regiment several times before, but I was blasted out without entering the door." Speaking of this Gong Ming, he had a nose and tears.
When he was a journalist who occupied the land, he had just been out of school for a relatively short time. When the battlefield was full of wars, several small lives were almost lost. If the head guarded him every time, there would still be the current editor in chief!
An indomitable man like the leader has a heroic temperament that no one can match. Whoever follows him will feel at ease. Back then, Gong Ming followed Xu Qigang and couldn't get rid of it.
"I'll just say hello from now on."
"That's great……"