Apocalypse: My Sweetie Is Tough but Cute-Chapter 233 - 232 Dont Sleep Get Up and Party (1)

Chapter 233 -232: Don’t Sleep, Get Up and Party! (1)

Chapter 233 -232: Don’t Sleep, Get Up and Party! (1)

Group Captain Pang Tong of the 209th Regiment, responsible for zones 6, 7, and 8, had been tormented by petty reports from the neighboring areas these past few days and found himself endlessly drinking herbal tea to cool down.

Political Commissar Sun Fujun had just finished munching on a roasted potato when he saw Pang Tong clutching his cheek, his face twitching incessantly.

“Toothache again?”

“Sigh… It’s the heat,” complained Pang Tong, clutching his cheek, feeling parched and tongue-tied.

“Cool it down, cool it down. The higher-ups haven’t arrived yet, so there’s no use getting heated.”

Pang Tong came over, “Do you think that Old Tang could speak up for us? That kid is fundamentally different from us. When he speaks to the higher-ups, it certainly carries more weight than a whole basket of our words. I just don’t know if he’s willing.”

Sun Fujun, nonchalantly peeling the potato skin, would occasionally blow on it to cool it down.

“Hehe, I wouldn’t bet on anything else, but for this matter, I’m sure Old Tang will come sniffing around as soon as he catches the scent.”

Pang Tong pulled out a stool and sat down, “Really?”

“Truer than pearls.”

“But, I’ve had this twitch in my eyelid these past two days, and I keep feeling that even if he does come, it might not be a good thing. Don’t let his smiling face fool you; his hands are darker than anyone’s.”

Sun Fujun finished prepping the potato and took a bite. Mmm, nice, roasted just right.

“Old Tang might have a heavy hand, but it’s still better than having everything confiscated by the higher-ups.”

“True, if we can’t get meat, we should at least get some soup. Otherwise, it would mean all our scrambling around the mountains these last few days was for nothing.”

“Hmm… That makes sense.”

As the two were chatting, Pang Tong’s orderly Tian Yuan came in with a message.

“Report to the Group Captain and Political Commissar, Group Captain Tang from the 208th Regiment has arrived!”

Sun Fujun laughed, “See, what did I tell you? Speak of the devil, and he shall appear!”

“Let’s go!” Pang Tong stood up.

Outside the door, Tang Zelin’s hearty laughter could be heard, “No need to come out; I’m coming in.”

Following the laughter, Tang Zelin strode into the headquarters of the 209th Regiment. Seeing the two men inside, he paused for a moment and then chuckled.

“What’s this? Did someone beat you up?”

“Did you come here just to mock me?” rebuked Pang Tong, none too pleased.

Tang Zelin gave his orderly a look, and Guozi, along with Tian Yuan, stepped out, leaving him to grab a chair next to Political Commissar Sun Fujun. He unceremoniously reached into the rice pot and grabbed a steaming hot roasted potato, starting to peel it himself.

Sun Fujun looked up at Pang Tong and said, “What did I tell you? This kid doesn’t know the first thing about politeness.”

With a face-covered hand, Pang Tong sat back down, “Did your Old Qu say anything to you?”

Tang Zelin cast him a sidelong glance, continuing to indulge in his potato-peeling, “Old Sun, these potatoes are roasted quite nicely!”

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“Of course! It’s a time-honored technique. Impressive, isn’t it?”

“Hmm.” Tang Zelin nodded his head.

The two of them appeared nonchalant, but Pang Tong, who was beside himself with anxiety, tugging at Tang Zelin’s wrist with desperation.

“We can eat potatoes any time, but I’m asking you a question. Did your Old Qu mention anything to you?”

Tang Zelin had just finished peeling and took a bite, “Mmm… Delicious!”

“I give up, Grandpa Tang, I surrender!”

“There, there, my good grandchild, don’t fret. Grandpa will teach you in a bit.”

“Damn it! Taking advantage of me!”

Tang Zelin leisurely finished his potato, wiped his hands, and finally got down to business with Pang Tong and Sun Fujun. Sun Fujun, knowing full well Tang Zelin’s habits, wasn’t in a hurry at all, waiting coolly for him to finish his potato before getting to the matter at hand. But Pang Tong, with his impatient and fiery temperament, couldn’t bear the wait, and the heating up only made his toothache worse.

The three discussed matters privately in the room, the details of which were unknown.

Outside, Guozi, the orderly from the 208th Regiment, had also not seen Tian Yuan of the 209th Regiment for a long time.

Taking the opportunity, the two started chatting outside.

“Heard you guys went up into the mountains?”

“Word’s spread that far already?” Tian Yuan was surprised.

“No, I only found out when I came over with the Group Captain.”

“Oh, did Group Captain Tang say anything?”

“He said he came to drink soup on behalf of the brothers.”

Tian Yuan: “…”

Guozi: “…”