"Ha ha, President Ouyang is here, welcome, welcome."

Regimental Commander Wu had been waiting for a long time and immediately came up to greet them warmly, especially when he saw Lin Hai, his face nearly crumpled into a smile as he bent down and said, "Director Lin is also here."

Ouyang Xiaoya gave a mild, gentle smile: "Regimental Commander Wu, thank you for your trouble."

"It's no trouble. I'm more than grateful that President Ouyang can provide jobs for the veterans. Please, have a seat."

"Here, Director Lin, please have a seat." Regimental Commander Wu personally moved two chairs.

The guards and communication officers nearby quickly served tea and water under the commanding gaze of Regimental Commander Wu.

"President Ouyang, here are all the records of veterans, as well as those soon to be discharged, sorted by year of discharge to make it easier to find," said Regimental Commander Wu, pointing to the neatly categorized stacks of file boxes on the table like small hills.

This represented a massive amount of work.

Ouyang Xiaoya glanced irritably at Lin Hai who was enjoying his tea, this beast seemed quite at ease.

"Hmph, beast, Lin Hai, you go check it first, you have a military background, you know this better than I do," Ouyang Xiaoya intentionally wanted Lin Hai to put in more effort, seeing him so relaxed annoyed her.

Lin Hai smiled, unconcerned, stood up, and walked straight toward the file boxes from the earliest years.

Regimental Commander Wu dared not speak out of turn, only able to smile apologetically; he knew very well Lin Hai's complex identity, having received a personal call from Old Tao, and even the Vice Chief of the Inner Palace had spoken afterward to protect Lin Hai, leaving the Cao Family not daring to make a sound.

All this made Regimental Commander Wu feel that Lin Hai was unfathomably deep and not someone to offend lightly.

"CEO, I chose the oldest ones because I'm worried that some who recovered from the military might be struggling in society; after all, society is much crueller than the military. The military's methods simply don't work in civilian life," Lin Hai said with a smile, explaining.

Regimental Commander Wu mentally nodded, his thoughts aligned with Lin Hai's.

Young veterans at least have their strength, and most are single, with less life pressure.

But the older veterans might have families and children, yet lack any unique skills; the military skills they learned are useless locally, and with their straightforward nature, they often face setbacks everywhere, often struggling economically and living difficulties.

Lin Hai casually opened a file box of someone who had been discharged seven years ago, looked at the information, and saw a photo that had turned white with age, showing the ravages of time, causing his pupils to suddenly constrict.

"Long Wuhui, male, 37 years old, twelve years of military service..." Below were the details of Long Wuhui's resume, awarded three First-class Merits, seven Second-class Merits, seventeen Third-class Merits, employment status: unknown.

"Instructor..." Lin Hai's lips slightly quivered, whispering inaudibly, on the faded photo, it seemed like the instructor's voice and smile from the memories echoed again, seven years ago when he had just joined the military:

"Lads, I am your instructor Long Wuhui; from today on, whether you're a man or a woman, once you join the Dragon Tooth Unit, prepare to be vigorously trained by me, if you're a man, I'll make you stand tall and firm, if a woman, I'll train you into a man. A man can be penniless, can be powerless, but must never lose his dignity, here, all dignity is spoken for with strength and fists!"

"Remember, when you go to the battlefield one day, only your brothers and comrades are trustworthy, so, even in death, do not show an ounce of cowardice or retreat, rest assured, I will die in front of all of you!"

"Lin Hai, you hold on for me, I've taken over thirty bullets for you, just with that, you owe me thirty-seven lives, I won't chase you for debts, you must live on, if I die, you cannot die, you are the future King of Soldiers of our Dragon Tooth, my greatest wish in this life is to see you surpass the King of Soldiers and become the King of Soldiers!"

"Long, take your big brother and get out of here quickly, I'll deal with those mercenaries alone, go, don't get in the way!" Lin Hai's memory paused at this sentence, then he vividly remembered his instructor, strapped with hand grenades, running unhesitatingly into the enemy lines singing the battle song of the Dragon Tooth Unit.

That figure, resolute and indomitable, carried an aura of laughing off enemies, just to buy time for him to escape and survive.

The cold Dragon Tooth dagger at his waist was the birthday gift his instructor had personally given him, the first birthday gift Lin Hai received besides from Little Scorpion.

He thought his instructor had died and had searched many times, but to no avail as he hadn't been in Huaxia at the time and couldn't investigate deeply.

But the record clearly stated, Long Wuhui was not dead, his instructor was not dead!

His chest seemed to swell with an uncontrollable breath, stirring Lin Hai deeply, his hands trembling uncontrollably as he picked up the file, his eyes moistening.

"President Ouyang, I've been discharged."

The voice of Wang Dajun suddenly resounded, interrupting Lin Hai's reminiscing.

Camp Commander Li had also been discharged, and both had come here voluntarily.

"It's good that it's nothing serious. Captain Wang, thank you for saving me," said Ouyang Xiaoya.

Wang Dajun smiled as if he was presenting his merits: "No words needed, protecting the president is my duty."

"Huh? Director Lin is selecting soldiers?" Wang Dajun carried a smile.

Suddenly, seeing Lin Hai holding the file of a veteran discharged over ten years ago, he smirked to himself, thinking: "This guy really has poor judgment, his eyes must nearly be blind, huh? A soldier discharged seven years ago, what combat ability would they have? Could they serve as security? And it seems there's a word 'disabled' written on the file."

Wang Dajun suddenly had an idea, since he had performed so well in front of the president, why not do even better, and so he spoke in a very professional tone: "Director Lin, this person was discharged seven years ago, he's not suitable for our mission this time."

Lin Hai ignored Wang Dajun, turned around and said to Ouyang Xiaoya: "CEO, I think Long Wuhui is good."

Wang Dajun became anxious, quickly saying, "President, this person's file states 'disabled,' and he was discharged seven years ago, there's no way he's fit for the security department."

Ouyang Xiaoya furrowed her brow, was Beast Lin deliberately opposing her? Picking someone discharged seven years ago and disabled, clearly he was being intentional.

"CEO, I've decided, didn't you promise me one spot? I want him," Lin Hai insisted.

"Director Lin, please be reasonable, this is a job," Wang Dajun said professionally, inwardly despising Lin Hai's poor judgement.

Ouyang Xiaoya frowned, about to speak, but then heard Lin Hai stubbornly say: "I want him!"

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