Stop pretending, I'm a security guard, a five-star general!

Having resolved the emotional issue of the first honest man, Han Jinlong felt a great sense of satisfaction and pride.

This was a tingling sensation he had never experienced since he started licking Lin Qingxue.

Nonsence!

How can you call it licking? This is clearly affection!

Han Jinlong shook his head, then opened the private message of the second honest man.

[The Spicy Rabbit Head That Gets a Huge Roast]: Hello Master, it's my partner's birthday. I didn't have much money, so I sent a 5.2 yuan red envelope. As a result, my partner got angry. What should I do?

[Han Jinlong]: What did your partner give you for your birthday?

[The stir-fried spicy rabbit head]: My partner transferred me a red envelope of 1314 yuan and then gave me the latest model of Apple mobile phone.

[Han Jinlong]: Haha, serves you right! It's an injustice if your girlfriend doesn't break up with you. What a piece of trash, so stingy, you're a disgrace to us men! If I were your girlfriend's best friend, even if you two didn't break up, I'd use a forklift to fork her out!

[The stir-fried spicy rabbit head]: But I'm a woman.

[Han Jinlong]: What!? Your woman!?

Han Jinlong remained silent for a full three seconds before typing a reply.

[Han Jinlong]: Sister, you didn't do anything wrong, it's your boyfriend who's so ungrateful! Oh my god, if the girl I like could send me a red envelope on my birthday, I'd be overjoyed even if it was just 5.2 yuan, let alone 5.2 yuan!

As he spoke, Han Jinlong couldn't help but recall the scene of Goddess Qingxue transferring a red envelope to him on his birthday...

Huh! !

The scene was so beautiful, he couldn't even imagine it!

[The stir-fried spicy rabbit head]: So, Master, do you think I'm right?

[Han Jinlong]: You're definitely not wrong, it's all your boyfriend's fault. It's okay, sis, just be yourself. If this one doesn't work out, break up with him, the next one will be better.

[Stir-fried Spicy Rabbit Head]: Okay, Master, after listening to what you said, I suddenly understand. Thank you so much!

"Ding! Successfully resolved one person's emotional problem. Mental strength +10!"

Hearing the system notification in his ear, Qin Yu found it difficult to describe his feelings at that moment.

If anyone ever says again that there's no emperor in the world of simps, he'll fight them!

Han Jinlong is simply the most supreme sycophant emperor in the world!

Qin Yu dared not look any longer, fearing that his Dao heart would be destroyed, and silently turned and left. Han Jinlong, on the other hand, excitedly opened the private messages of the next honest man and began to solve his emotional problems.

The night passed quietly, and the next morning arrived.

Accompanied by a piercing whistle, Qin Yu sat up in bed, still half asleep, and yawned.

The system notifications last night didn't stop until around 3 or 4 a.m., which means that Han Jinlong didn't go to sleep until 3 or 4 a.m.

Qin Yu opened the role-playing task panel and found that in just one night, Han Jinlong had actually solved the emotional problems of more than fifty honest people for him!

Goodness, he said he was only going to take care of twenty people, but it seems he's gotten hooked on the conversation and can't stop.

A smile crept across Qin Yu's lips.

Han Jinlong is very enthusiastic about his work, so he is naturally happy to see it succeed.

Soon, everyone in the dormitory quickly got dressed and headed to the base where the reconnaissance company was located to assemble, and then began a new day of reconnaissance and patrol missions.

Since being assigned to the reconnaissance company base, the food everyone ate in the canteen was no longer a variety of 'fresh' ingredients, but rather regular stir-fries.

While eating lunch in the cafeteria, Han Jinlong secretly went to the kitchen and said something to the old man in the kitchen.

"Want to borrow the kitchen to bake a cake? Are you kidding me? No way!"

Upon hearing Han Jinlong's request, the old man in the kitchen decisively waved his hand.

Han Jinlong, however, did not give up. He rubbed his hands together and pleaded desperately with a humble expression: