This table is where the leaders sit, like the political commissar, the division chief of staff, and others, all dining here.
When they saw Ning Chenyang, it was like seeing a smaller version of Qin Jian.
"Old Qin, your son is really something! He's the spitting image of you." Liu Jing squinted with a smile at Ning Chenyang, reaching out to pat his head, "Not bad, young man! I heard from your father that you are quite eager about military life! Ambitious! What's your name?"
"My name is Ning Chenyang! It's my dream to become a special forces soldier in the future! I'm here with my dad this time to experience military life, and I hope all the uncles will look out for me!" Ning Chenyang finished speaking and stood at attention, giving a very solemn and standard military salute to the leaders at the table.
"Not bad! Quite impressive, kid! Sit down and eat!" Division Chief of Staff Xu Shanming said admiringly.
