"Approve! Approve! Approve!" Lu Xingzhi had no choice but to bug the bureau chief. Forget it; it was the army's fault that Jiang Yao had suffered. It made sense for Lu Xingzhi to go back to pick up his wife personally.
If he had not agreed, Lu Xingzhi would probably take his anger out on the troops. If those people did not die at that time, they would lose a limb. The bureau chief felt sorry for the soldiers under Lu Xingzhi's command.
"Then I will leave in the afternoon." Lu Xingzhi did not have a fake happy look at all. He still had an indifferent expression, as if he was fretting over how to lure his wife back to his hometown. Before he left, he called Commissar Wang and said, "Don't miss the ideological and political course tonight. Also, think about my suggestions; they are all for the good of the troops."