An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 49 "She deserves it!"

Inside Commander Wang's office, two people, one standing and one sitting, looked at each other in bewilderment.

Huo Qingshan stood ramrod straight, his expression serious, his voice booming: "Please grant my permission, Commander!"

Commander Wang took a sip of tea, then, finding it too hot, immediately put the cup back. He looked up at the man standing in front of him and said sarcastically, "If I remember correctly, it was in this very spot last time. What did you say, Huo Qingshan? That having Comrade Meng Youyou participate in this training assessment would not only be meaningless, but would also affect the entire team's actions and hinder the assessment from achieving its true effect?"

As he spoke, his tone gradually became serious: "Now you want to give up your 'Outstanding Individual Contribution Award' to someone else? This list has already been approved. Do you think you, Huo Qingshan, can just change it whenever you want? Do you think this military camp is your home? This is utterly ridiculous!"

Huo Qingshan retorted righteously, "It's not that it was given to her; it's what she deserves. I think the leadership has certain limitations in evaluating our performance, focusing too much on results."

Although I was the one who ultimately fired that shot, I wouldn't have had the opportunity to do so without Meng Youyou's contributions behind the scenes. It's just that her efforts and contributions to the team's victory went unnoticed.

Therefore, I stand here today to object to this conclusion, which was reached due to limitations, and to objectively present the outstanding performance of my comrades that went unnoticed during the assessment.

Commander Wang didn't respond or refute for a moment... After a long silence, he finally spoke up and gave an ambiguous reply: "I'll think about it first, but don't be too happy yet. The list isn't something I can decide on my own. Even if I submit the application, it might not be approved."

……

As the sun rose higher, the sky seemed to have been washed clean, clear and blue, without a single cloud in sight, and the sunlight poured down without reservation.

Still on the parade ground of the camp, the military flag fluttered fiercely in the strong wind, the five-pointed star on the flag shining brightly, guiding the way.

Looking around, a temporary rostrum stands in the center of the playground. Its wooden structure is solid and heavy, painted with a solemn military green paint, blending in with the surrounding environment while exuding a unique sense of dignity.

A row of vibrant potted flowers was neatly arranged in front of the stage, some red and some yellow, their blossoms blooming proudly, adding a touch of life and energy to the otherwise steely space.

On the huge backdrop behind them, the eight characters “Commend the advanced, strive to build a strong military” are powerful and shining brightly.

Below the stage, the various company formations were already on high alert.

Meng Youyou sat in the first row, feeling somewhat uneasy. She had brought her own small stool, but upon arriving here, Commander Peng suddenly called her over and asked her to sit next to him. As a result, Regiment Commander Wang's seat was moved to the right by one person.

Meng Youyou: "Don't mess with me! You're just going to leave after this commendation meeting, but I still have to make a living under the commander's nose."

Your shrewd move has ruined all the flattery I did over the past month!

The conference proceedings were proceeding smoothly...

The political commissar on the stage was about to announce the names of the recipients of the "Outstanding Individual Contribution Award" in this assessment... Meng Youyou subconsciously looked at Huo Qingshan, who had just received the "Best Tactical Team Award" and was walking down the stage.

She was looking at him, and he was looking at her. This time, Meng Youyou didn't hurriedly look away. She seemed to have gained some confidence, but more than that, she didn't want to miss his reaction the moment he heard her name. Perhaps everyone in the 624th Army knew that Huo Qingshan had won countless medals and awards during his young military career, and this was just a trivial assessment.

But she wanted to see him walk up step by step and receive the honor that belonged to him.

Because only she knows what happened behind this "insignificant" "small prize".
"The comrade who won the 'Outstanding Individual Contribution Award' in this field combat training assessment competition is—Comrade Meng Youyou!"

The political commissar's powerful voice reached Meng Youyou's ears through the loudspeaker.

Commander Peng's applause rang out beside her, and he said, "Congratulations!" Thunderous applause followed, the applause of the soldiers of 624 cheering for her.

Meng Youyou couldn't quite remember how she got onto the stage. It wasn't until the certificate of honor and medal were handed to her that the cool touch gradually dispelled the dazed feeling of unreality.

She looked down at the medal in her hand, a round, gold medal with a finely engraved military emblem, clear lines, and distinct textures, which shimmered in the sunlight.

Then, looking up, my gaze cut through the crowd and precisely found those eyes.

Meng Youyou proudly raised her eyebrows at him, as if to say: Look how amazing I am!
She had no idea that the light in her eyes at that moment was even more dazzling than the metallic sheen of the medal.

He clapped from below the stage, watching her, the curve of his lips almost too handsome.

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Meng Youyou lay on the table and ordered the man at the opposite desk, "Battalion Commander Huo, I want to drink hot water."

Upon hearing this, the man put down his pen, strode over to Meng Youyou's desk, picked up the water glass, and headed out of the room.

In the past few days, Meng Youyou, taking advantage of her injured leg, has been relentlessly ordering a battalion commander to do chores for her, showing absolutely no mercy.

When Battalion Commander Huo returned with the water, he gently placed the cup on Meng Youyou's table. He then saw a slender, delicate finger slowly pushing a red movie ticket toward him, with the words "Postal Romance" printed in standard boldface on it.

Meng Youyou stared in the direction she was pointing and said in a seemingly relaxed tone, "I want to go to the movies this weekend, but my foot isn't feeling well. Will you come with me?"

It doesn't seem like an invitation, it's more like... a notification?

Seeing this, Huo Qingshan chuckled softly, took the movie ticket, and gave a curt "Okay."

Meng Youyou: "That's it?"

Not happy, she turned her head away awkwardly and started to shoo him away: "I'm fine, you can go back now. Don't keep standing in front of my desk, you're blocking the light."

Huo Qingshan did not move.

Meng Youyou: "..."

Meng Youyou slightly raised her head, trying to sneak a peek at his reaction out of the corner of her eye... only to meet a pair of smiling eyes, clear and insightful, yet also filled with indescribable emotions.

She watched as his smile faded, replaced by a serious expression, and he slowly spoke, word by word: "I'm very happy."

Meng Youyou's train of thought didn't quite catch up, and she asked in confusion, "Huh?"

Huo Qingshan patiently repeated, "I said I was very happy to receive the movie tickets."

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