Upon hearing this, Kangle instantly realized there was definitely more to this.
A remittance slip of three thousand yuan.
This could say it completely severed ties with bribery.
Even if someone really wanted to corrupt Zhao Yimeng, they would never use such a disrespectful way.
Three thousand yuan?
It's likely that corruption failed, and instead, they might earn resentment.
Thinking this, the senior spoke again leisurely:
"By the way, if I remember correctly, Commander Zhao is also from Shandong, sort of like half a fellow countryman to you."
"Shandong? Where in Shandong?"
"Yi Meng Mountain."
Kangle sat opposite Zhao Yimeng, reflecting on what the senior said, feeling quite sentimental.
Indeed, only the wrong name is called, never the wrong nickname.
Zhao Yimeng remained silent, without saying anything.
Kangle also remained quiet, just silently observing the person in front of him.
To be fair, Zhao Yimeng's looks are the classic image of a soldier.
