Three days later, at the Tail Feather Troop Headquarters compound, on the third floor of the office building, inside a spacious and brightly lit office.
Jiang Xiao sat on the sofa, looking at the dissatisfied Fu Hei, whose words were sharp and heated.
In front of Fu Hei was a massive desk.
Behind the desk, Two Tails sat back in her chair, her long legs resting carelessly on the desk, crossed over each other. She was looking out the window at the lush, towering trees, completely ignoring Fu Hei's words.
"Commander! Commander!?" Fu Hei's tone was not exactly respectful, but he stood ramrod straight. The sight was rather bizarre.
As a spectator, Jiang Xiao sat on the sofa, which gave him a perfect view of Tiangou—Zhang Wenqing—and Xiao Ye—Xiao Ye—standing outside the door.
Over the past three days, the Tail Feather Troop had undergone a series of adjustments, and the personnel structures of its various regiments and teams had been preliminarily finalized.
The three regimental commanders were Xiao Li—Li Yixu—Enjie—Shi Enjie—and Da Li—Fu Hei.
Two Tails finally turned her head and impatiently looked at Fu Hei. "I've given you a regimental commander position. Don't ask for more."
Fu Hei's expression tightened. "No, Commander. A regimental commander is indeed a regimental commander, but which regiment's commander is managed by his own deputy? Whatever order I give or action I take, I still need Tiangou's approval?"
Two Tails silently looked at Fu Hei. "What? You want to have sole authority?"
Fu Hei was instantly dumbfounded. That accusation was a little too harsh. Besides, anyone in the entire troop had the right to ask him that—anyone except Two Tails, Luan Hongying! She was the one most fond of having "sole authority"!
Of course, Fu Hei did not dare say any of that.
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