At six o'clock in the morning, the train from Hujiang to Ning'an roared its whistle and drove out of the platform panting.

The green wagon of the straight express train, unlike the long rails of later generations, runs smoothly, because there is an expansion gap between the tracks, the car always runs rhythmically and clangs non-stop, although the sound is noisy, but to Ding Wenming's ears, it is like a majestic march echoing in his ears.

Last year, when Layue went to the house, he happened to be sleeping in his room when he vaguely heard that Zhang Hui was going to marry a Hong Kong man. My father was very angry at the time and vowed to beat the mandarin ducks, but he didn't expect to come back like no one.

He's not a tongue-chewing guy, so he doesn't care.

It wasn't until one day that he heard his father call a colleague from the Exit and Entry Administration Department of the Municipal Bureau to help him go through the formalities for settling in Hong Kong, that he realized that Zhang Hui and the Hong Kong man were married and had children. Otherwise, according to the current settlement policy in Hong Kong, she is not even eligible to apply.

This means that what the charter said to Li Xiaoshan last night was not untrue.

Hong Kong NB Electric Co., Ltd., as soon as I heard the name, I felt very awesome, can I call it NB Electric? San'er is not authentic, that management position is not close to his own brother.

But it doesn't matter, now that you already know it, there is still hope for a treasurer.

It's better to act than to be excited, seeing that the travelers opposite are lying on the small table and begin to fall asleep, playing cards and chatting around, no one pays attention to themselves, Ding Wenming immediately leaned into the charter and asked: "San'er, what do you say my brother usually treats you?" ”

"Okay, just like my own brother, Brother Wenming, why do you ask this question?" The charter was confused, and his face was puzzled.

"What did you say my brother's grades were in school?"

"Not to mention, small secondary school, it's more difficult than going to college, my mother used to always take you as an example."

Ding Wenming asked again: "Then how do you say brother's work?" ”

It's okay, just ask these inexplicable questions, the charter reached out to touch his forehead, and said absent-mindedly perfunctorily: "The bank job is good, I deal with money every day, I will never be unemployed, and I will still have face when I go out." ”

"What's good?"

Ding Wenming pushed his hand to the side, sighed and said: "Not only do I deal with money every day, but I also have to deal with the director who picks faults and thorns every day." Tired and tired, I am still angry, the salary is so little, it is better to sell cigarettes for a day than you for a month, I don't want to do it for a long time. ”

"What are you going to do?"

"What else can I do with you," Ding Wenming stared at him and said expectantly: "San'er, brother didn't joke with you." Your relative always needs someone to take care of the finance when he comes to invest and build a factory in China, I have learned accounting, I have an accounting certificate, and I have worked in a bank, so I can get started as soon as I go, how about it...... Can you help my brother with this? ”

It turned out that this was the case, and the charter suddenly understood.

It is normal for people to go to high places and water to flow to low places, and it is normal to have such an idea, and there is indeed a need for a financial director in the future, but the problem is that NB Electric has not yet skimmed the eight characters.

The charter didn't agree or didn't agree, but reminded solemnly: "Brother, in order to find you the job you are now, Uncle Ding and Aunt Gu don't know how many people they have entrusted to you." If they say they will resign, will they agree? Besides, since it is an enterprise, there will be risks, and once the benefits are not good, it will be too late to regret it. ”

"Time is money, efficiency is life, how good the slogan of the Special Economic Zone is! San'er, I don't want to mess around in the bank, and I don't want to stay in that small place in Nanbin all the time, I want to go out and see Shijie outside. ”

It is really an era of burning passion, and he believes that there are many, many aspiring young people like Ding Wenming, otherwise there will be no next tide to the sea.

Thinking of the scene of the thousands of soldiers taking the civil service examination in later generations, and then looking at Ding Wenming's yearning look for the sea, the charter was full of emotion, and couldn't help blurting out: "Yes, time is money, benefit is life, we not only have to look at the shijie outside, but also use our hands to change this shijie." ”

"So you said yes?"

"As long as your dad and mom are okay, I'm fine."

"Shall we make up our minds?"

The charter lowered his head and confirmed: "A gentleman's word, the horse is difficult to chase." ”

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"The red glow flies in the west mountain at sunset, the soldiers shoot the target and return the camp to the camp, the red flowers on the chest reflect the colorful glow, and the happy singing is flying all over the sky! Misola Meso, Lasomi, happy singing all over the sky......"

The work was handed over, the house in the family area had to be returned at the end of the month, and as soon as all the formalities had been completed, Chen Zhenghuai thought that next month he would have to take off the military uniform he had worn for 21 years and leave the military camp where he had lived for 21 years, Chen Zhenghuai felt empty in his heart, and it was very unpleasant.

A group of soldiers sang a loud military song, marched in a neat pace, led the lieutenant to raise his hand to salute him, Chen Zhenghuai was a pist, and hurriedly waved his arm to salute in return, and the reply was very standard and powerful, because he clearly understood that such opportunities were becoming less and less.

"Deputy Political Commissar Chen, Deputy Political Commissar Chen, someone is looking for you at Dayingmen."

As soon as he put down his arm, he suddenly heard someone shouting behind him, and when he looked back, it turned out to be a staff officer of the division's military affairs section who was inspecting the army's appearance and discipline at the Daying Gate.

During this time, there were many comrades-in-arms who saw him off, and they were invited almost every day. There are also those old comrades-in-arms who were transferred to Ning'an on the spot, but they are close to each other, and their relationship with the old troops has never been broken, and they are all former officers at or above the battalion level, and almost no one stops them from entering and leaving the barracks.

Chen Zhenghuai was puzzled, and asked with a puzzled expression: "Looking for me?" ”

The responsibilities of the Military Affairs Section determine that the military affairs staff officers should be more principled than ordinary officers, and they report at the top of their throats at the slightest trivial: "Report to Deputy Political Commissar Chen, looking for you are two boys, one big and one young, and the older one says that his father's name is Ding Aiguo, and he served as the deputy chief of the quartermaster section of our division before changing jobs; The younger one said that his father's name was Zhang Yuanchao, and his name was charter, but he didn't say which unit his father was in before. ”

The two mountains are still fighting in turns, and several main regiments are said to be pulling up again, as a military staff officer who is determined to go to the front line, he doesn't know who Zhang Yuanchao is, maybe he hasn't even heard of it, it's really an iron-clad grinding and flowing soldier.

What is the past, do not forget the teacher of the future!

It's only been seven years, and no one remembers the first and only battalion-level commander in the division who died on the battlefield after the founding of the People's Republic of China!

They are about to change jobs, and they are cadres of the division organs, so it stands to reason that there is no need to offend people anymore, but Chen Zhenghuai still glared at him fiercely, and said meaningfully: "Staff Officer Ge, I will go to the big camp to pick it up, and ...... I suggest you have time to visit the Divisional Honor Room. ”

"Honor Room?"

"If you go, you will know who Zhang Yuanchao is, and you should also know who he is!"

When Chen Zhenghuai arrived at the camp gate, he found that he was late, and a group of troops who had grown up in the compound and had already worked in various units in Ning'an were happily surrounding Ding Wenming to ask questions.

There is the son of Deputy Division Commander Yang, the girl of the political commissar of the regiment, and even the third child of the family of Deputy Chief of Staff of Jun Yuan, even if he Chen Zhenghuai does not come to pick him up, Ding Wenming and the charter can also enter.

My father's most hode partner walked out of the camp gate, and he hurriedly said with a happy face: "Uncle Chen, I'm waiting for you." ”

The son of an old comrade-in-arms found the barracks, could it be that something happened at home? On the way to Dayingmen, Chen Zhenghuai was nervous, and he didn't breathe a sigh of relief until he saw the smiling face of the charter.

Despite this, he still asked eagerly: "San'er, why didn't you write a letter to your uncle before you came, do you know that your mother came?" ”

"I know," he pointed to the big bags on the ground, and said with a smile: "These are some sustenirs that my mother brought you, which are not worth a few dollars, but they are a little difficult to carry." ”

"Come on, what else do you bring with you?"

Chen Zhenghuai stroked his head, then turned around and asked, "Xiaoding, are you going with San'er with me, or with your old classmates?" ”

"I'm here with San'er, of course I'll go with you with San'er. Brothers, I appreciate your kindness, anyway, we have to stay here for a few days, we have time, let's talk later. ”

On the way to the family area, Chen Zhenghuai asked questions in detail, until he confirmed that nothing major happened to the Zhang family, and then he really put his mind at ease, but the intention of the charter's trip also stumped him.

Eight hundred boxes of Moutai, not to mention that he is about to change jobs, he is almost not a member of the army, even if he is still the deputy political commissar of the regiment, he can't solve it.

But Wu Xiulan has never begged the troops in these years, and she is really reluctant to refuse categorically. What's more, this is related to the future of Zhang Yuanchao's only son, and he has to help him find a way to say anything.

So, as soon as the charter and Ding Wenming settled down, they rushed to the regiment headquarters non-stop.

"Regiment commander, political commissar, things are as simple as that, you know what kind of person Xiulan is, no matter before or after the sacrifice of aiding Korea, no matter what kind of difficulties the family encounters, I have never looked for troops. Pity the hearts of parents all over the world, if it weren't for the future of San'er, she would definitely not be able to open this mouth. I'm the one who is about to take off my uniform, and I can't take it anymore, so I can't sit idly by, and I have to help you think of a way. ”

As the first batch of troops to go to the battlefield, there were more than 20 martyrs in the three regiments.

The past two years have been okay, and in the past few years, the Political Department has been busy comforting the families of the martyrs. Until now, there are still two orphans and widows of martyrs in the regiment, and they have no choice, the family has to eat, and the local government does not give them resettlement, so how can they let their families go back to live?

Regiment Commander Wang frowned and said hatefully: "Those local cadres are also true, if they don't implement the preferential treatment policy, they just deliberately make things difficult for the families of martyrs. If it were in Ning'an, I would have to smash their unit to pieces. ”

"Lao Wang, what's the use of talking about this now?"

It is the job of the family to appease the martyrs, and the political commissar Gu has the responsibility to ponder for a while, and said: "What we can do now is to find a way to solve the problem, the military service club should be able to squeeze out forty or fifty boxes, and let the quartermaster unit think of a way, it is really impossible to go to the first and second regiments to see, and we can't let the children go back empty-handed." ”

Even if the first and second regiments are willing to help, they add up to only one or two hundred boxes, and Head Wang is anxious: "Old Gu, didn't you listen to Lao Chen, people want eight hundred boxes!" I think it's just a matter of turning in the contradictions, which gives the division commander and the political commissar a headache. ”

There are so many martyrs in one regiment, and even more in one division. When encountering this difficulty, push it up, and the division commander and political commissar still don't scold themselves for a bloody squirt?

The ancient political commissar would not do such a stupid thing, and shook his head again and again: "The division quartermaster department will definitely go, but the division leader should not be alarmed." It's a big deal, let's think of a way to mobilize all the cadres in the regiment who have been transferred to the local area, and it is said that the most mixed up Haode has become the deputy secretary of the municipal party committee, and it should not be difficult to solve the problem of 800 boxes. ”

With the final decision of the political commissar Gu, the staff officers of the regiment headquarters and the officers of the political department were all busy. Those who went to brother units went to brother units, those who went to division headquarters went to division headquarters, and a few went to several counties and cities near the army station, begging grandpa to worship grandma, and saying good things was clean, and they were stunned to make up enough 823 boxes in just three days.