For philately, Chief Zhang is not a new hand, just about the stamp magazine, he has a box, he looked at his own treasure stamp for a full hour, still did not see any difference, he suddenly realized, must let the woman play again, this is not the first time, his chest was blocked for a while, fell asleep on the kang.

"Brother, wake up, wake up."

I don't know how long I slept, but Chief Zhang asked him to wake up with his hands, and at this time he found that it was the "demobilized soldier" who pushed him, but his chest was still sore, which seemed to make the woman angry.

"What's wrong with you, brother, your face is so bad, why don't you tear down the door when you sleep, and you don't have a quilt."

"It's nothing, it's just a little uncomfortable." Chief Zhang covered his chest with his left hand and sat against the wall of fire on the kang.

"I don't have anything to do, just passing by, I saw that your house was lit up, and the courtyard door was not closed, so I came in, brother, are you not feeling well, do you need me to send you to the hospital?" Relying on his own ability, the "demobilized soldier" recently bought a second-hand jeep, and he wanted to show himself in front of Chief Zhang, so as to have a good relationship.

"No need, I'll be fine in a while, it's so late, are you in trouble?"

"I asked a friend to buy a few cigarettes, I know that Brother Lu Dao is good for you, so I'll give you one, you smoke first, if it's not enough, I'll give it to you." The "demobilized soldier" took out a cigarette from the leather briefcase and placed it on the kang, and it can be seen from the texture of the outer packaging that this is not an ordinary good cigarette, at least the ordinary store does not sell it.

"You take it back, I still have several of them, there is no shortage of this, now I smoke and cough, I want to quit it for a long time."

"This smoke is not sold in Jingbei, you smoke it first, I'll go first." Without waiting for Chief Zhang to speak, the "demobilized soldiers" ran out of the house. Soon I heard two 'tick ticks', and the car drove away.

Chief Zhang's chest pain was much better at this time, he looked at a cigarette on the kang, stunned, and after a long time, he finally took the cigarette in his hand and looked at the label and packaging carefully.

"Da Chongjiu", isn't it just a "Da Chongjiu", what's the big deal, Chief Zhang thinks that although he has not smoked this cigarette. But it's not a good thing, the "demobilized soldier" only gave him one today, he felt that this person was a little stingy with his shot, people gave gifts with cigarettes and alcohol, and tobacco and alcohol are not separated, so he gave such a cigarette, and he wanted him to help with the errands, which was really ridiculous. He felt a little hungry and got up to rummage through the rest of the house. Fill your belly.

"Haven't you eaten yet?" Zhang Nu closed her own small shop and had to come to Chief Zhang's house every day, one is to see her "righteous brother", and the other is to eat the leftover good dishes from the guests during the day. Packed for Unit Chief Zhang to enjoy, this is what Unit Chief Zhang explained, this soldier from the countryside never wants to waste good things when he sees them. This kind of "gong" dish, he eats it very sweetly, and some of them will drink two taels of wine. Zhang Nu also likes to look at his eating appearance very much, as if the person in front of her is her own brother, who says that she doesn't have a brother as promising as Chief Zhang.

"What time is it, you closed the store so early?"

"What time is it? It's almost ten o'clock, why are you eating? ”

"I'm tired during the day, I'll sleep for a while, what good things did you bring me today?"

"Guess what?"

"It's not all sold out, right?"

"How can it, look, there are guests at the table this afternoon, I ordered a large table of dishes, and two plates have not been moved, so I will pack them back for you, don't get them, eat this."

"Whoever has a good meal eats it, go, eat it in the house."

Zhang Nu poured a small cup of liquor for Chief Zhang, and while watching Chief Zhang eat, she told about the things in the store during the day.

"Brother, who gave you the cigarettes? That's good smoke. ”

"Who else can there be, that kid from the demobilized soldier, he has been looking for me to repair the office building recently, and I've been annoying him a lot."

"This cigarette costs a lot of money for a box, it's much more expensive than the front door." Zhang Nu kept fiddling with the cigarette, she was also a smoker.

"You like to smoke and take it, I don't like it."

"Then I'll take a box, I'll take a box."

"Take it all, it's all for you."

"I just want a box." Zhang Nu opened the wrapping paper quickly, took out a box of cigarettes, and shouted, "Brother, it's all money here." ”

Chief Zhang put down the chopsticks in his hand, walked to Zhang Nu's side, took the cigarette, poured it down, and saw that the neatly stacked "Great Unity" came out, from the technique of stacking money, this is already prepared, the size and the shape of the cigarette box are about the same, so if you don't open the package, you can't see how much difference there is between his weight and cigarettes, only the two ends of the plug are two boxes of "Da Chongjiu" cigarettes that have not been opened, and the middle is all "Great Unity".

"I'll go to him." Chief Zhang put on his hat and wanted to go out.

"What are you looking for him? What if he doesn't admit it? Let's see how many there are. Zhang Nu grabbed Unit Chief Zhang.

What Chief Zhang and Zhang Nu didn't expect was that a thousand sheets of "Great Unity" were stuffed into the packaging of a small cigarette.

"Obediently, this guy really dares to spend his blood, he usually deducts money from me, I used to pester him, he only gave me 300 yuan a month, and it is 10,000 yuan for you, how much do you say he has?"

"This money has to be returned to him, and a thousand yuan is enough to be sentenced, if this is discovered, it will take more than ten years to beat the crime, I will return it to him tomorrow, and I will report this matter to the head of the regiment, it will be over if it is late, and it will definitely happen."

The next day, when Chief Zhang went to the building materials store of the "demobilized soldiers," the door was closed and locked. Commander Zhang expected that it was not yet time to go to work, so he decided to go to the regiment first and report this to the political commissar in advance, and at this time the regiment commander went to the military headquarters for a meeting and could not return until a week later.

"Oh, it's you, I'm looking for you for something, come, sit, sit." The political commissar of the regiment was in a very good mood today, and Unit Commander Zhang could see from the white shirt he had changed into first that he had worked in the military organs for a long time, and he could still see the words and deeds of the chief, as well as the height of his eyebrows and eyes.

"Yesterday, the wife of the demobilized soldier came to my house again to grind, a handful of snot and tears, saying that his family would not be able to survive if he didn't start this project, and I would leave it to him to do it."

Chief Zhang still wanted to say something, but when he saw the political commissar's eyes, it changed from warm to harsh, and he didn't dare to say what he wanted to say, so he lowered his head and didn't say a word.

"That's it, you call the first few unit chiefs to have a meeting, everyone will study it, divide the labor, and listen to everyone's opinions first."

"Okay, I'll have a meeting right away." Unit Chief Zhang, who came out of the political commissar's office, was soaked in underwear, no wonder, on such a hot day, such a sharp question came early in the morning, and the political commissar seemed to have something in his words, he didn't dare to ask, so he had to go back to the office and ask someone to summon a few unit chiefs to a small conference room for a meeting.

In the past, Chief Zhang had a meeting with these people, and everyone only arrived for half an hour to an hour. Obviously, these people are not very "bird" him, they are all at the same level, why is he acting as the "logistics director", everyone's qualifications are about the same, there are two unit chiefs or Zhang unit leader squad leader-level figures, even if he gives him face, Zhang is also clear about his current status in his heart, and he also accompanies them with a smile, never says anything offensive to people, these days it can be regarded as "a class of harmony".

"Chief, everyone is here, just waiting for you." An assistant under Unit Chief Zhang gave him a wake-up call as he sat in the office.

"Impossible, it's only been ten minutes, and it's all here?" Chief Zhang couldn't believe his ears.

"No one is left behind, they are all sitting together, just waiting for you."

As soon as he walked into the small conference room, Chief Zhang understood that it was normal for everyone to smoke during meetings, so in front of each other, there would be a teacup and a box of cigarettes. The texture of cigarettes has always been uneven, some are expensive, some are cheap, most of them are mid-range, and when I see them today, they are all "Da Chongjiu", and it seems that these people have received the benefits of "demobilized soldiers".

There was no way, Chief Zhang changed from presiding over the meeting to listening to the meeting, several unit chiefs kept talking, saying that the "demobilized soldier" was a flower, and finally turned the conversation to Chief Zhang, "Acting Director, what do you say, just forget it." ”

These people usually use the term "acting director" to mention, but today it is really an exception, and even the two old calves also said soft words to Chief Zhang, "There is a lot of strength in the number of people, and the small arms cannot twist the thighs." At the meeting, a unanimous vote was made, and the project was handed over to the "demobilized soldiers" to do, and a proposal was formed, which was reported to the Standing Committee of the Communist Youth League for decision.

There was no regiment commander at home, so naturally the matter was easy to solve, and the political commissar was the first to raise his hand at the Standing Committee, and the others had to go with the flow.

Seeing that the money could not be returned, Chief Zhang simply asked for a month's "sick leave", but what he didn't expect was that the political commissar quickly approved it for him, and told him to 'take care of his illness and don't worry about the affairs of the regiment anymore.' ’

"What illness I haven't said yet? What's wrong with this? The more Chief Zhang thought about it, the more deflated he became, and once again he came to the "People's Square" and counted the cars.

"You're here again?" A familiar voice once again disturbed Chief Zhang.

"I'm sick, don't mess with me, I'm contagious."

"Don't you still believe that your stamps have repackaged me? This time it convinces you, what do you think it is? ”

"Stamps? It's really mine, it's not bad at all, where did you get it. Chief Zhang looked at the philatelic album in the woman's hand and was dumbfounded.

"I did it, you believe it this time, this one will be returned to you, the one at your house will also be given to you, make a friend, this time you can watch it, don't lose it." The woman took out the stamp from the booklet and put it in the hand of the chief, who opened his mouth wide and froze. (To be continued......)