Reborn at Boot Camp: General, Don’t Mess Around!

Isn’t it rare? They were saying that the Chinese were worshipping foreigners and not paying attention to their own traditions. Ye Jian first talked about accepting other people’s culture before mentioning that they were broad-minded and pointing out that the Chinese were hospitable and would not reject a festival that brought happiness to them.

After that, she made use of the fact that the girl used English and not her own language to ask her that question as a conclusion. If you could even abandon your own language, what right do you have to criticize our country’s acceptance of other cultures?

After leaving the school, Miss Betty personally apologized to Ye Jian and that was it. After all, the world is not the same everywhere. Moreover, they were not from her country and she couldn’t possibly control what they were thinking. It was fine as long as she could protect her country’s dignity.

Qin Xiu was in another car, but Miss Betty was sending them off personally. He could only continue to stand by Ye Jian’s side until she left.

After getting in the car, Xia Jinyuan looked at Ye Jian and smiled as he raised his eyebrows, “I didn’t think that the little fox would be so eloquent. That girl from just now turned green. I guess no one has ever dared to say that.”

In Pakistan, the rich had many servants and their statuses were extremely low. No one would have the courage to refute their master’s words. They would naturally dislike other people’s opinions.

Ye Jian smiled slightly and became cold, “Being nice doesn’t mean I’m weak. If I didn’t tackle that question and let her understand the pride of the Chinese students, she would have thought that she was a god.”

Therefore, after returning to China, the Head mentioned several times that Ye Jian was a reassuring student who would not be bullied.

At six in the evening, the Chinese leader ended his visit to Pakistan and boarded the return flight. The president of Pakistan personally sent him off and his wife even personally gave Ye Jian a set of colorful and jeweled Pakistani skirts and welcomed her to come back next time for a holiday.

Ye Jian politely accepted the gift and ended the four-day visit with a gentle hug from the President’s wife. The plane rushed into the clouds and the fiery red sun was still setting in the west. It was brightly colored, yet filled with hope, like the country’s leaders. Even though their country might be chaotic, they were still patriots and would devote everything for their country.

During the six-hour journey, the Head and Ye Jian had at least one hour of interaction. He told the major general to get the local military units to train and cultivate Ye Jian well. She’s a good seed, and they must not miss it. He would be waiting to see Ye Jian in a military uniform one day.

They arrived in the capital city a few minutes past midnight. The earliest flight back to the province was 5.20 am the next morning, and Ye Jian didn’t follow the Head back to the capital city but stayed at the hotel next to the airport under Qin Xiu’s arrangements.

Xia Jinyuan stood next to the major general and watched Ye Jian bid farewell to the Head and the major general. As he brushed past Ye Jian’s shoulder and touched her hands, he slipped a note into her hands under everyone’s eyes.

“Give me a call tomorrow, I’ll wait for you.” He left and left this sentence.

Ye Jian looked at his back and pursed her lips. After returning to the country, she didn’t want to have too much contact with him. Is she thinking too much? She really didn’t want to contact him. She has to stay away from the dangerous man.