Chapter 100: 100: Where Did the Pretty Boy Come From?

Chapter 100: Chapter 100: Where Did the Pretty Boy Come From?

The praise essentially meant “Although being assigned to the War Wolf Rescue Team is tough, it is definitely the most rewarding experience for all female comrades.”

Despite Shen Feihu’s usual rough demeanor, he could put on quite an imposing front when needed.

Xu Qigang stood beside Shen Feihu, his sharp gaze sweeping across the crowd. Not seeing the person he wanted to meet, a slight frown appeared between his brows.

Once the singing ended and it was time to eat, Xu Qigang’s table had many more people than usual. To make amends to the Provincial Rescue Center, Xu Qigang had specifically invited some people over to join them. With not enough seats, the easy-going Li Duoxi was squeezed out by Chen Yingjie.

“Hello, leader!”

“Chairman Shen!”

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This time, a total of twenty-six people from the province came, sixteen of whom were arranged to sit at the same table as Li Duoxi, and the remaining ten sat at Shen Feihu’s table.

A good portion of them were from other places, including a very handsome man whom everyone from the War Wolf Rescue Team recognized.

Isn’t that from the Research Institute? From the same institute as Shen Jianguo.

With such a pretty boy face, it’s hard even if you want to ignore it! The young wolves of the War Wolf Rescue Team were particularly irritated when they saw a pretty face.

“Eh! Isn’t that Xiao Hai?” Shen Feihu recognized him as well.

“President, hello! I didn’t expect you to remember me.” Hai Shen’s fair face revealed a slightly shy smile as he immediately stood up to greet him.

“At ease!” Shen Feihu stood with his hands behind his back, appraising Hai Shen for a moment, “Hai Shen, huh! That name is hard to forget!” Shen Feihu then glanced sideways at a quietly reserved Xu Qigang, “Qigang, doesn’t this name sound a bit like Dai Bin from your Fourth Squad?”

Xu Qigang glanced at Hai Shen, his face expressionless, and replied, “Dai Bin might not always lead the team, but the sea is definitely deep.”

Hearing this, Hai Shen’s gaze toward Xu Qigang suddenly gained a bit of depth. Who said Living Yama was only exceptionally strong and straightforward to the point of being dull?

Could someone who makes such comments be dull? Others might or might not believe it, but Hai Shen certainly didn’t.

“Isn’t sea cucumber something you eat?” A confused voice suddenly rang out, and everyone turned to find a man wrapped up like a mummy carrying his meal tray passing by.

“What are you looking at? Haven’t you ever seen me before?” Meng Ping grumpily lifted his meal tray, wishing he could just throw it right in Xu Qigang’s face.

“Meng Ping?” Hai Shen grew up in the same compound as Meng Ping, and they were very familiar with each other.

Meng Ping felt infuriated seeing Hai Shen looking like that, a pretty boy, huh!

“What happened to you? Did you get beaten up?” Hai Shen hadn’t recovered from his surprise, finding it hard to imagine that the once unruly little tyrant would ever have a day when he was beaten.

Since the eldest of the Meng Family had sacrificed himself, Meng Ping had become the hope of the entire Meng Family. Even Su Yun had to curry favor with him.

“You’re the one who got beaten up, your whole family got beaten up.” Meng Ping fiercely carried his meal tray and left.

Seeing Hai Shen get scolded, those who had come together from the Provincial Rescue Center immediately became indignant and wanted to settle the score with Meng Ping but were stopped by Hai Shen.

“It’s nothing, sorry for making a scene in front of the leader,” Hai Shen apologized to Shen Feihu, maintaining his elegant demeanor.

“No need, I enjoy a good laugh,” Shen Feihu said before sitting down, urging the cook to hurry up with the food.

Hai Shen’s mouth twitched; this leader really played by his own rules.

Xu Qigang said very little throughout, and after Shen Feihu sat down, he himself took a seat since he had the highest rank on the scene. He even couldn’t be bothered to pay attention to the people from the Provincial Rescue Center, leaving Zhou Hong no choice but to break the ice.

“Everyone, please have a seat! The canteen food might not compare to the Provincial Rescue Center, but it will have to do,” announced Zhou Hong just as the head cook personally brought out the dishes.