"Did you hear that!" Zhao Zhonghai exuded an imposing aura that seemed almost impossible to look directly at.
When Lin Chuan saw the commanding presence on Zhao Zhonghai, he immediately sensed the military demeanor about him. This sort of presence is something anyone who has served would have, but Zhao Zhonghai's was particularly robust and sharp.
"Heard it loud and clear!" everyone shouted in unison.
"I've charted a medium-sized minibus, which will arrive shortly. Go home right now and pack your toiletries, and keep it simple," said Zhao Zhonghai. "You have five minutes. If you're not back here in five minutes, fifty push-ups."
"Whoosh..."
Everyone promptly dispersed.
Lin Chuan chuckled, "Brother Zhao, you really are a master at this."
"Not at all," Zhao Zhonghai smiled, and the air of authority around him immediately diminished. "Compared to you, I still have much to learn."
