Chen Zheng made a decision on He Teng's behalf with a single slam on the table, "Call your wife before she comes, so the army can arrange someone to pick her up from the train station in advance! All right, your work here is done, go and read the letter your wife wrote to you quickly. You got married and then separated, who knows how your wife is going to blame you!"
"Okay." He Teng stood up, saluted, and left. Faced with Chen Zheng's teasing, he gave no reaction, which irritated Chen Zheng. He shook his head at He Teng's departing figure and laughed quietly to himself, "Such a wooden personality, it's a wonder he got married at all!"
"Platoon Leader!"
He Teng was stopped as soon as he left the building. A few lads immediately spotted the letter in his hand, "A letter from your wife?"
"Yes." He Teng nodded, his hand moving fast. In a second, he lifted the letter above his head. Kang Xing who tried to snatch the letter was left empty-handed and began to laugh sheepishly.