Did you masturbate today Commander?

Even though he was being strangled by the collar and yelled at, Vincent could understand this decision. However, understanding was one thing, and the existing difficulties forced him to point it out clearly: "At least tell me how to check. Using the same method as before will only waste time, manpower and material resources."

"But if we don't investigate, none of us will be able to explain ourselves!"

This is the willfulness of leaders. They only need to give orders. As for how to act specifically, that is a problem for the grassroots.

"It's not impossible to find clues..."

Vincent, who knew the frustration of the workers, had to change the subject for his own leisure time: "The old men who brought this equipment here definitely have the technical strength in this area, so we just need to ask them for help."

That’s right, it was those old men who solved the crisis. Both the technology and equipment were ready-made, and they even provided technical guidance. It can be said that they copied and pasted everything. To be able to achieve this can only be said to have strong technical foundation.

These words made Wang Zhenhuang's eyes light up, and reminded him of the ignored group... No, that's not right, it's not ignored, but deliberately ignored. As for why it's deliberate... I can only say that those who understand will understand.

"Old men, did you hear that? You're tired of sitting around in nursing homes. Now's the time to make use of your remaining energy!"

To be honest, this guy really deserves a beating. He was mocking the group of old people in the last second, and in the next second he could so naturally ask a group of retired people to go back to work. His moral integrity is really disappointing.

Facing such an ugly face, Grandpa Aizen, who was smiling, said: "Then please get off the throne."

"what?"

Chapter 574: Wang Zhenhuang is still miserable

"Then please get off the seat."

"what?"

As this overly abstract request was put forward, a question mark slowly appeared in Wang Zhenhuang's head.

After all, it is difficult for normal people to imagine such a weird request coming from a very elegant smile. Wang Zhenhuang looked as if he heard something incredible and was extremely shocked.

"No, Master Aizen, I seemed to be hallucinating just now. I seemed to hear you calling me Dogeza?"

Wang Zhenhuang looked at the other person with a stiff expression and said something that even he himself did not quite believe.

In response, old man Aizen repeated his very devilish words with a gentle and elegant smile: "That won't do, Wang Zhenhuang, you are so young and you are already hallucinating. And you heard it right, I will make you get off your seat. After all, if you ask for help, you should have the attitude of begging for help."

Don’t be fooled by his gentle and elegant smile. All the old comrades who know him know that this guy is a super ruthless person.

After making sure that what he heard was not hallucination, Wang Zhenhuang's expression became even more distorted: "Is it appropriate for you to say this? Have you forgotten your identity? You are the navy, and the navy is your home. Now that your family is in trouble, shouldn't you help them as much as possible?"

As expected of him, he can be so shameless as to say such moral blackmailing words.

It's a pity that such words have no effect on these old men, especially on an unscrupulous type like Aizen.

So his gentle and elegant smile never wavered: "This "family" is indeed in trouble now. In the final analysis, isn't it because something went wrong during your management term? The first thing you did after the problem occurred was not to find a way to solve it yourself, but to seek external help. When did you become so embarrassed?"

"I……"

Wang Zhenhuang really wanted to retort that this was not his problem, but when the words came to his lips, it seemed that he was also not clean, and continuing to talk about it would only embarrass himself.

But can we just leave it at that?

No, this group of old people were called miracles in the dawn of time. Just like they solved the communication crisis before, they must have a way to solve the current problem. It’s just that when I think of Dogeza…

Wang Zhenhuang was unhappy and believed that this group of old people was definitely trying to intimidate him: "No! One thing is one thing, isn't your request too outrageous? Why do you want me to give up my seat?"

But old man Aizen still smiled, as if he had said something unworthy of mentioning: "Wang Zhenhuang, if you ask someone to do something for you, you should have the right attitude to do it. Look at you now, and then look at your attitude now. In our Sakura Empire, asking someone to do something for you requires you to bow down to the ground. As long as you perform well for us, we can help you."

Anyone who can get this position is a smart person, so Wang Zhenhuang immediately understood that this group of old people just wanted to see him step down.

His expression immediately turned very ugly, but Vincent actually whispered in his ear: "What's wrong with that? It can be solved by just a step down. Why hesitate?"

Wang Zhenhuang exploded on the spot: "Shut up! If you think it's easy, then go and show me how to perform a Dogeza! I'm from Donghuang, why should I learn the Dogeza of the Sakura Empire!"

Vincent made a strange expression that said, "Why do you have so many demands?" and once again demonstrated his ability to make people angry to death.

"Since you don't like Sakura Empire's Dogeza, then I remember that Donghuang has a move called Tiger Landing Style. You can use this to replace Dogeza."

I always feel that he seems to have some subtle unsolvable understanding of the culture of Sakura Empire and Eastern Imperial Dynasty, but this subtle unsolvable understanding seems to step precisely on a very subtle minefield.

Wang Zhenhuang immediately roared loudly: "If you don't understand, stop pretending to be an expert on Donghuang! What's the difference between this and kneeling down in the dirt! I kneel to the heavens, the earth, and my parents, and I will definitely kneel to everyone else!"

"Is it really okay to be so arrogant?"

In response to his attitude of wanting to solve the problem but not wanting to pay the price, Gintoki, who was completely a gangster, came to him with his "Toyako" wooden sword, picking his nose and saying, "We are the only ones who can help you solve your current predicament. You don't want Siren to pretend to be your father again to deceive Xiao Lele, do you?"

As expected of someone who was born in the Sakura Empire, this sentence perfectly brings out the characteristics of the Sakura Empire.

Faced with this threat, Wang Zhenhuang's face turned red and he bit his lower lip tightly. He looked like a naughty child who was just one point away from passing the exam.

"Vincent is right. As long as you ask for help, we will help you solve the problem."

Although this is not a beach, and Gintoki is not in some famous Kamen Rider scene of running and frog jumping, but this sentence and expression do convey the feeling of this famous scene.

"That's enough."

The pale-bearded Yhwach gave him a cold look, then turned away without any interest. "Only the weak will try every possible means to exploit loopholes. Those who can't do that are useless mediocre. We will not give you any help in this matter. If you want to solve it, then rely on yourself."

After leaving these words, he waved his special navy robe vigorously, turned around and left without looking back.

"Yhwach is really boring. He could have tricked a dogeza."

Good fellow, this group of old people had no intention of helping him from the beginning. Gintoki even gave him a heartless smile and said goodbye: "That's how it is, Wang Zhenhuang. We old men will not help you, not even the dogeza. So congratulations on saving the dogeza this time. You should thank us old men."

After listening to the group of old men leaving talking and laughing, Wang Zhenhuang still stood there without moving, but the unwillingness in his eyes showed that he was extremely unhappy, as if he would become a little brat who could do nothing if he was separated from them. In some ways, Wang Zhenhuang could be said to be their least beloved son, while Xiao Lele was the grandson who was doted on by everyone. It was true that the treatment of sons and grandsons could never be confused.

Vincent looked at the backs of the old men walking away, and said with regret, "What a pity! I didn't expect that the old men would not intervene. Now we are stuck in a vicious circle."

It sounded like an ordinary sigh, but it penetrated deeply into the subtle minefield in Wang Zhenhuang's heart.

"Even if these old men are unwilling to help, I can definitely find a way to overcome this test! Stop looking down on others here!"

Suddenly, Wang Zhenhuang, who had been lowering his head with an unwilling look on his face, suddenly roared loudly. If he seemed like a naughty child who was unwilling to give in just now, now he seemed like an ambitious child who didn't want to be looked down upon by his parents.

Don't get me wrong, he has no blood relationship with the old men, it's simply a bad fate.

Chapter 575: Wang Zhenhuang’s confidence?

Ever since those old men told them that they would not interfere, they have been having fun without knowing where to go, leaving Wang Zhenhuang helplessly facing the result of the old data unit. In any case, if they wanted to change the other party's mentality, the old men did succeed this time, because now as the governor, he has problems that he has to face, which are also unavoidable position considerations.

Maybe Wang Zhenhuang is usually unreliable, but as the governor, he does perform the responsibilities of this position very diligently. He must find out how the Siren infiltrated the military network this time, and he cannot just let it go because of the replacement of new technology and equipment.

"So what should I do next?"

Vincent stood in front of him with an attitude of "You tell me, I'll do whatever you say", completely putting his head down and acting as a perfect tool. It felt great to throw the thinking problem to others. This was his experience of slacking off.

As for poor Wang Zhenhuang, he was still worrying about how to complete the self-inspection project without going through these hateful old men.

With Vincent, the stupid teammate who was fully prepared to deal with him, and the old men who were just trying to join in the fun, what should have been a great game with all kinds of powerful opponents, why did it turn out so badly?

Wang Zhenhuang said he totally couldn't understand why it turned out like this?

Wasn't he the governor-general of the navy who commanded the support of all? Why was he so single now? He didn't even have an office, but sat in a rough office that hadn't even been completed.

The hot sun shone on his body, leaving a trace of sweat.

The reconstruction of the Governor's Palace had not yet been completed, and now new troubles were weighing on his head, which made his already thin black hair seem to turn even whiter.

When did it start?

It seemed that since the day he sent the child out to be the commander, nothing had gone smoothly around him, but... he did not regret it. He just couldn't stand the way those old people did things. Xiao Lele was his own child, and the child had his own ideas. As a father, he should support him. It was just that the child's ideas happened to be "consistent" with his own.

"Well...if nothing else, I'll be off work soon. Oh, and today is payday, so I need to go to the bank to withdraw money."

When it comes to salary payment, the seemingly omnipotent Vincent is always the most diligent one. He doesn't even give the other party a chance to speak and just jumps out of the window.

However, Wang Zhenhuang did not expect this guy to be useful. As his secretary, he knew too well this man's unshakable schedule on payday. As expected, in the end, he was the only one he could rely on.

Facing the Siren fleet full of unknowns, even he understood that the technological gap between the two was too big. The size of the gap in technological level could be seen from the armament of the ships. However, he did not understand what kind of relationship there was between the Siren and Xiao Lele.

So far, although the Siren God has infiltrated the military network without anyone noticing, it has not caused any fatal crisis, but everything it has done is closely related to Xiao Lele.

Despite knowing all this, he still chose to protect the child, because this was his son Wang Lele, and nothing else.

Thinking of his own sensible child, the disgusting smile on Wang Zhenhuang's face was definitely worth a beating. But then he thought of the unscrupulous smiles of these pig teammates who were trying their best to make trouble for him, his expression instantly turned into Prajna.

He would be unwilling to give in like this. Why should he be harassed by these hateful guys just because he supported his decision to support the child?

The more Wang Zhenhuang thought about it, the more unhappy he became, and the more unhappy he became, the less he wanted to give up.

"Why can these guys target me like this? I'm doing this for the good of the child! No, we can't just let this go!"

It's true that he can't do anything about the Siren now, but is there anything he can do about this group of guys?

So he dug out a piece of...letter from the dusty cabinet?

Then he found a place where it was convenient for him to write, and started taking out paper and pen to write.

He seemed to want to write a letter to a friend, and the first sentence of the letter was "To my friend whom I haven't seen for a long time." After all, he is the governor. Don't underestimate him because of his high position. His network of contacts must be much wider than that of ordinary people.

But what is puzzling is that this is the modern age. Normally, information can be transmitted instantly via the Internet, but Wang Zhenhuang did not do that. Instead, he chose the very traditional way of writing letters, which makes people wonder who is on the other end of the letter.

Although this guy is heartless, his handwriting is still very beautiful. By the time he finished writing, it had filled up two pages.

He sealed the letter in an envelope very solemnly, then took out a special phone from a secret compartment and dialed a specific number.

Not long after, the figure of Manju miraculously emerged from a corner. Although it was a courier Manju, it was not the kind with the logo of "Manju Express, Mission Accomplished" printed on it, but another special courier Manju that delivered important military missions. In simple terms, its confidentiality was even higher.

Wang Zhenhuang handed the written envelope to the wild bird and solemnly instructed: "It doesn't matter if it is delivered slowly, but you must ensure its safety. This is a letter I personally sent, and no one can impersonate or replace it. I give it to you, and you must deliver it to the other party."

“Chirp, chirp!”

The military affairs official Manju saluted him, then took the letter and left.

After watching Manju leave his sight, Wang Zhenhuang finally showed a smug expression on his face: "Humph, it's a mess anyway, so it doesn't matter if it gets a little messier."

It is obvious from this sentence that this man is definitely planning something very bad, at least something that will definitely be very unpleasant for the ship girls and this group of old men.

"What are you laughing at? Come and work. The construction period is long and we are short of people. Why are you still showing off? Even if you are the governor, you have to work for me! If you are lazy again, I will send you to the ocean to be a seaman!"

At this time, the contractor's roar came from downstairs, which was a death warrant that could be heard almost every day.

Wang Zhenhuang's face suddenly changed when he heard the voice, and he quickly replied: "Coming! Coming! I'm coming right now. I was just visually estimating the horizontal angle of the window just now."

It’s hard to imagine... this governor who was always tough in front of the old men, actually looked so cowardly after the contractor’s roar.

By the way, this contractor was also temporarily pulled over from the nursing home to serve as the commander and dispatcher. The contractor’s name is “Edward Elric”, and he is also one of the heroes from the dawn of time. Don’t be fooled by his short stature, he is not easy to mess with.

Uncle, I have a bold idea!

If! If these grandpas were real, how exciting would that scene be?

Anyway, almost no one reads this book, so I might as well let myself go and develop all kinds of imagination. Whether I can finish it or not is a matter for the future. Anyway, I will enjoy it first_(:з」∠)_

Chapter 576: Yu Jin's Cat-stroking Time

Putting aside the tricks played by Wang Zhenhuang, after all, it would take a long time for his letter to be delivered. Before that, let's shift our focus to our protagonist Wang Lele. After all, it will never be boring where he is.

I don't know what problems those big sisters on the ship girls have encountered recently. They always tried to feed me in the past, but recently they seem to be busy with something and have been looking for me less frequently. Instead, those new black ship girls often come to feed me and give me some feed, and sometimes they even say some strange things.

Although he didn't understand what they were saying, Xiao Lele still answered their various strange questions very honestly, and the answers to most of these questions were always "I don't know".

Even though none of the Ashes ship girls' questions could be answered by the other party, they still enjoyed petting the child very much.

"I can't imagine that you were so cute before, and we're stroking you like this now."

Black Flying Dragon reached out and grabbed his head.

Even though her hair was messed up, Xiao Lele didn't reach out to brush it off. Instead, she loudly retorted, "You guys always say you've seen me before, but this is the first time I've seen you, meow."

The Black Dragon beside him was not idle either. He brought a plate of pudding and fed it to Xiao Lele: "It doesn't matter if you don't know me. It's not bad now. At least you don't have to think about the troubles in the past, and this time it's our turn to protect you."

The movements are so skillful that it is hard to imagine how many times he has repeated them over the days to become so proficient in feeding the fish.

Little Lele ate everything she offered him, but he also answered their ambiguous remarks honestly, "I don't know what you are talking about, but I am the commander here, and I should protect you, meow."

This sentence is more or less true for the ship girls in the port area, but who are they? They are the ashes that have transcended despair and hell. If Wang Lele's abnormal state reappears, they will be able to suppress him together. This is the confidence of their strength.

So Feilong's serious face, which rarely smiled, finally smiled a little: "You have always protected us before, but now it has become like this, at least let us show off a little. If we don't show off our coolness now, I won't have much chance when other embers come over later."

Currently, there are only three of them in this new Embers camp. Black Royal Ark has been taken to the small dark room by Black Enterprise. After all, now that "he" has become what he is now, the one who needs to be most wary of is this Royal Aircraft Carrier who has an inexplicable obsession with cute children.

In her normal state, she is a very reliable and serious big sister, but "he" has become like this, completely hitting her strike zone.

Although it is not very fair to do so, Black Enterprise and Black Air Force Two must do so for the sake of future stability.

"I welcome new partners to come here at any time, meow. But if you move in, you must abide by the port's rules, meow. As long as you abide by the rules, you will be very welcome in the port, meow."

When he heard that there would be new partners coming in the future, Xiao Lele immediately explained the rules of the port with shining eyes.