"Come in."
Wang Chen, who was sitting at his desk going through some documents, just looked up to see Meng Liangao pushing the door open and entering.
Wang Chen's gaze flickered as he stood up and greeted, "Hello, Officer."
"Sit down."
Meng Liangao chuckled and returned the greeting, "We colleagues don't need to be so formal."
The commander of the First Mechanized Infantry Regiment of Senhai sat down opposite Wang Chen and took out cigarettes and a lighter from his pocket, "Want one?"
Wang Chen shook his head, "No, thank you, Officer. I don't smoke."
"Being young is really nice."
Meng Liangao lit a cigarette for himself and took a deep puff, surprisingly not exhaling any smoke at all.
Wang Chen smiled, watching him finish a cigarette.
