n his face."Well, the unpleasant fella is here. It's an old acquaintance of yours."Darren was taken aback.Steady and powerful footsteps sounded from outside the hospital room door.Stereotypical, cold,...That evening.
Late at night.
Training Camp, Administration Building, Commandant's Office.
The kerosene lamp emitted a soft light, dispelling the darkness in the office.
Ze Fa sat at his desk, which was covered with the marks of time. He held a pen in his hand and was immersed in dealing with documents. The kerosene lamp cast his shadow large on the wall.
As he turned the pages, faintly visible were individual files of the training camp's new recruits.
There was a bottle of green glass liquor on his desk, the cork already removed.
Whew...
After a long while, Ze Fa slowly closed the file in his hand, letting out a long sigh of turbid air, and a satisfied smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth.
This year's training camp students are at a very high level, and overall even surpass the first and second sessions. They are so outstanding that even ZeFa, the head instructor, finds it hard to believe.
Looking at the names shining like gold on the file, ZeFa's heart was filled with anticipation.
Ze Fa, whose mood instantly lifted, couldn't help but light a cigar. He savored a puff contentedly, then picked up a nearby glass of wine and took a sip.
"Tap tap tap..."
A knock on the door sounded from outside.
Ze Fa was taken aback and hurriedly put out his cigar, putting it away.
Before he could hide the liquor, Jinyuan, holding a stack of papers, directly pushed open the door.
"Master ZeFa..."
She glanced once more at ZeFa, who stood stiffly there, and said with displeasure:
"Didn't the doctor advise you to quit smoking and drinking That wouldn't be good for your condition."
The training camp has officially begun. Due to a shortage of manpower, General Crane suggested that Ginyo act as Zef's temporary assistant and help with some administrative chores.
"Despite being caught red-handed, Zefa chuckled with a thick face:"
"Gion, this isn't just because I'm in a good mood today, right It's to celebrate!"
"You said the same thing yesterday."
"Well... I was in a good mood yesterday."
"...."
Gion sighed helplessly.
She also knew Master Ze Fa's personality, stubborn and unyielding, not listening to anyone else's advice at all.
"It's okay, it's okay……hahahaha!!"
Zefa, seeing Gion's helpless expression, smiled and raised the bottle of liquor with the inscription "Shirley" on it.
"My body isn't that delicate, and this is the most powerful wine. If I don't drink it every day, I feel completely off."
"You've been taken over by your thirst for alcohol." Gion stated calmly.
...
He let the bottle of wine fall to the table with a sigh, a touch of regret washing over him for having agreed to Little Crane's request for Ginyuan to come help. He couldn't help but glare at her.
"Well then, what brings you to see this old man"
Gion stepped forward and placed the documents on the desk.
Here is the latest confirmed construction schedule and budget for the renovation of the teaching building.
Ze Fa glanced at it and was immediately overwhelmed by the dense numbers and words on top, making him dizzy. He simply waved his hand and said:
"Just watch these being processed."
He paused, his eyes burning as he stared at Gion.
"Well, this old man absolutely believes you!"
"Are you afraid of trouble..." Gion twitched the corner of her mouth, then slowly said:
"As for the funding, our department does not have a corresponding budget..."
Ze Fa raised an eyebrow.
"Didn't Darren say he would pay"
Gion was startled and instinctively replied, "Yes."
"That's easy enough then! According to Zhan Guo, that kid has plenty of money."
Gion's eyes twitched, helplessly nodding. "Then I'll go first, Master ZeFa."
"Alright, get some rest early, Gion...Wait..."
Ze Fa suddenly called out to Ji Yuan, who stopped in his tracks and turned around, looking at Ze Fa with confusion.
"You've spent some time in Beihai, so you probably know Darren better than anyone else... What's he like in your eyes"
Hearing Ze Fa's question, Gion was taken aback, then fell silent.
What kind of person is Darren
Many images of Darren flashed through her mind.
Upon first meeting, I saw the indignation of Governor Ade's wife;
Questions asked about Darren receiving bribes;
The fawning and deference shown to the Heavenly Dragons;
A father's tears selling flowers in the hospital;
News of the death of a Heavenly Dragon;
...the wild and rebellious spirit of Bonnie & Clyde....
"Darren... is a very complex person."
After a long silence, Gion spoke in a low voice, slowly saying:
He appeared to be a completely depraved scoundrel, but in reality...
"Really" Ze Fa's eyes showed a hint of curiosity.
"...is also a villain who is beyond redemption." Gion said coldly.
: ......
But...
Gion suddenly sighed and reluctantly admitted:
Although his methods and approaches may not be right, for some reason, many difficult problems seem to get solved easily when they fall into his hands.
And under his rule, the North Sea truly achieved peace, and the living standards of ordinary people saw a great improvement.
"Is that so..." Zeffa murmured thoughtfully, "Then in your opinion, what is Darren's attitude towards justice..."
Gion pondered for a long time, but ultimately shook her head. Her expression was incredibly complex:
"I don't know, Master Ze Fa."
I really don't know.
What kind of person is he
……
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"Darren, this is the residence arranged for you by the training camp."
Before a low, dilapidated building, a young naval lieutenant addressed Darren with respect.
The house was not luxurious, and it showed its age. The walls were mottled, with ivy growing in the corners. Inside, however, it was very clean.
The building came with a forty-square-meter garden, typical of a detached bungalow. This architectural style was common throughout the civilian district of the base. Generally, officers with a rank of captain or above were allocated one as personal residence or to house their families.
Thank you.
Darren nodded with a smile.
As for where he lives, his requirements are not high.
With his wealth, he could certainly afford to buy a luxurious mansion in Marina Bay Vanda, but since accommodation was arranged here, it saved him a lot of trouble.
"By the way, are the other trainees in the training camp also staying nearby"
Darren suddenly remembered something and asked a question.
The naval lieutenant nodded.
"Yes, besides Major Kaji and Major Gion who already have private residences at headquarters, everyone else is arranged in this district. This is also for the convenience of management at the training camp."
"Many students had already moved in with their families a month ago."
This is also a normal arrangement for the training camp. It's just that Darren's situation is special. He kept delaying things in the North Sea, and then got beaten up by Roger and hospitalized, so it was delayed until now before he could move in.
"Okay, thank you."
Darren chuckled and casually slid a wad of bills across the table.
"Rubbish, rubbish, Darren's right."
The naval lieutenant's face flushed red as he stared at the pile of colorful banknotes, stepping back repeatedly.
"Take it, I don't like people rejecting my kindness, and I need you to do something for me."
Darren smiled and shoved the money directly into his hand.
"Could you please buy me a fresh fruit basket tomorrow morning and deliver it here"
Without giving the young sailor any time to react, he clapped him on the shoulder and strode straight into the house.
The naval lieutenant stared blankly at Darren's retreating figure, then glanced at the tip that was more than half a year's salary. Suddenly, his face flushed red, and he saluted forcefully:
"Yes, guaranteed mission completion, Darren! "
Darren waved.
Get some rest.
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Asking for everything, grateful beyond measure.g at the deeply engraved words on the stele before him, he slowly said:"Master ZeFa has submitted an application to Headquarters. After our graduation, a Naval Academy will be established, expanding e...