The next day.
The tourists at Mount Tai were well-behaved today.
In the early morning, everything was calm.
The trainees had followed the Squadron soldiers for a run around the Eighteen Bends and came back, those who were more confident in English went out with them to study rope bridges, while those with absolutely no foundation stood in front of the Squadron's gate, on the open ground, frowning and struggling to memorize common phrases.
Hu Peizhou was discussing with Fang Huai at a corner.
"... The conditions the leadership has given me are just about this, when the time comes, you can submit the list to me, I will report it all at once, as for how much they will approve, it depends on your luck."
Fang Huai sneered inwardly.
It's not about my skills, but about my luck.
How am I supposed to show you luck? Rebirth + system, is that lucky enough?
But, the conditions Hu Peizhou had managed were already very generous, and it was not his place to say much.