With Chen Ting leading them, the new recruits of First Squad successfully made it out of the camp and all the way up the mountain to the canteen.
The canteen's owner was a bearded man in his forties. As soon as he saw Chen Ting leading the recruits up, he hurried over with a cheerful greeting:
"Squad Leader Chen, what can I get you?"
As he spoke, he took out a pack of hard-pack blue Furongwang cigarettes, pulled one out, and offered it to him.
This time, Chen Ting didn't refuse. He took the cigarette and said:
"Just give me a pack of Liqun."
"Liqun? Squad Leader Chen, that's a bit too frugal. Treat yourself to something nicer."
The canteen owner grinned as he took out a pack of Liqun and handed it to Chen Ting.
Seeing this, Chen Ting was just about to pay the owner when Ji Baichang beside him beat him to it and scanned the owner's WeChat Pay code.
"What are you doing? Don't pull that on me. I'm the one who should pay, so don't rush to cover it."
Chen Ting shot Ji Baichang a glance. He'd seen this trick before—after he became a veteran, new recruits had tried to pay for him, but he'd turned them all down. The trick was old by now.
How could he let a new recruit pay?
"No, Squad Leader, you've got me wrong."
"Boss, you own this canteen, right? You're the one who can make decisions here, right?"
Ji Baichang looked at the canteen owner, his eyes shining with intelligence.
The owner was momentarily stunned by his gaze, then nodded without thinking.
"One million."
"I'll buy this place. From now on, everything the new recruits of First Squad, First Company buy here will be free. You'll still run