Although Mu Xingfeng was the team leader, his special status meant that he had access to housing allocation benefits. According to the standards, he could have been assigned housing long ago, but he had never applied for it and had always lived in the dormitory building.
After the flood and rescue operation, his position was upgraded by another level, and the higher-ups clearly stated that he could have priority in the housing allocation this time. Therefore, Lin Junyang was the first to come to discuss this matter with him upon receiving the news.
Mu Xingfeng placed the empty soup bowl on the table, lightly tapping his fingers on the surface while pondering for a moment: "Nan’an City area? Is there any housing near Nan’an University?"
"I didn’t notice that, but I’ll go back and check. Do you have any requirements regarding housing size?" Lin Junyang asked again.
Although housing size is usually linked to military rank, Mu Xingfeng was quite an exception. If he wanted a place close to Nan’an University and with a large area, it might be difficult to find a suitable one.
"No need. As long as it’s close to Nan University," Mu Xingfeng said, then stood up with the tray in his hands. He noticed that the young girl had already finished eating and left.
"Yes, boss. I’ll get right on it."
Lin Junyang said, looking at Mu Xingfeng’s back.
He was assigned by his grandfather to follow Mu Xingfeng, so he hadn’t held a substantial position in the team and merely assisted Mu Xingfeng in his duties.
Even without real power, Lin Junyang didn’t mind. He never had a strong desire for power and instead felt quite free in this arrangement, as long as the stars on his shoulder insignia continued to rise.
Moreover, he was willing to be under Mu Xingfeng’s command. Following him gave Lin Junyang an unprecedented sense of satisfaction, sometimes making him wonder if he was a masochist. Mu Xingfeng was almost coldly indifferent and brutally harsh towards his subordinates.
But such a person, when faced with challenges, remains calm and unafraid. No matter how difficult the task, under his command, it can be handled effortlessly and decisively.
He always felt that Mu Xingfeng was born to be a king.
This time, Mu Xingfeng was injured while carrying out a mission, and the team granted him a two-month leave, so some of his responsibilities fell onto Lin Junyang’s shoulders.
Following Mu Xingfeng’s orders, Lin Junyang went off to look for housing options for him.
As long as it’s close to Nan University, it seems the boss really cares about Tuzi. Thinking of his elder sister at home, Lin Junyang silently lit three candles.
Returning to the dormitory after dinner, Lin Junyang saw that Guo Xinyi and Sun Beibei had already arrived. The two were sitting on the bed eating snacks, complaining about the poor quality of the Guard Team’s meals, which never filled them up.
An Ran glanced at Xiao Xiao and raised an eyebrow. It had been clearly stated before the military training that bringing snacks was not allowed during the training period.
Xiao Xiao noticed this too and whispered, "They can’t help it. Let’s go wash up first."
The two grabbed their basins and went to the water room.
Just as they finished washing up, a whistle sounded for assembly, and they quickly jogged back to the dormitory, seeing Mu Xingfeng already standing at the door. His upright figure carried an invisible sense of oppression.
An Ran and Xiao Xiao hastily slid past, put down their basins, and joined the ranks.
Mu Xingfeng explained the requirements and techniques for organizing their personal belongings, then told the students to start re-organizing their own things.
An Ran returned to her bed, reached out to unfold the blanket, and heard a rustling noise. Various snacks of all colors and packaging scattered all over her bed and the floor.
An Ran stared at the colorful snacks, bewildered. Weren’t these Sun Beibei’s snacks? How did they end up in her blanket?