At the entrance of the PLA XX base located in the suburbs of Fuzhou, a soldier stood guard with a gun. The small parasol could not stop the fierce and vicious sunlight at all. The soldier stood still in a standard military posture, staring forward with bright eyes, with strong and resolute eyes. He was wearing a new short-sleeved camouflage uniform, a new standard helmet, and a pair of high-top military police boots on his feet. His hands holding the gun were protruding, and sweat kept dripping down on his dark face. He was like a sculpture, frozen into a silhouette, a silhouette of the Chinese military soul.

It was at this time that I came to the base and saw Wu Shuang. It was not the first time I met him. In my dream, he and I were still good friends. I liked to go online in my dormitory in my spare time. Last time I came to the base to revisit the old place, he was also standing guard.

I tightened my backpack, walked over and said:

"Xiao Wu! I've seen you again!"

Wu Shuang squinted his eyes and looked for a long time before recognizing me. He asked:

"Oh, remember! You are here to find Team Leader Jiang again today!"

I smiled and said, "Not this time. I would like to ask you, where is the base political department? I want to report it over!"

I naturally know where the base political department is, but my current identity is a new cadre who has just graduated and assigned to work. It is reasonable to ask for directions when I see the sentry!

Although Wu Shuang still maintained a standard military posture, his eyes showed a look of surprise. I smiled and asked:

"My little comrade, where is the political department of the base? I am Lu Changfeng, a new cadre who has just been assigned!"

Wu Shuang seemed to have come back to his senses, and he hurriedly said:

"You walk straight from here and bypass the flower bed. There is an office building behind it, and the Political Department is on the second floor..."

I smiled and said, "Thank you!"

After saying that, I picked up my luggage and walked into the base compound. When I reached the door, I turned around and said:

"Xiao Wu! He stands well in a military posture, okay, do it well!"

Then I turned around and walked towards the political department of the base. Along the way, I looked at these familiar scenery and recalled the scene of living and working here in my dreams. I felt like I was a different life. I came to the base office building with ease. After going to the second floor, I came to the entrance of the cadre department of the Political Department, sorted out my military appearance, then took a deep breath, raised my hand and knocked on the door.

At the same time, I shouted: "Report!"

"Come in!" A gentle voice came from inside. I thought the voice was so familiar! I opened the door and went in. It turned out that Zhu Biao was sitting in the office. I remembered that when I reported it in my dream, he was the officer of the Cadre Department of the Political Department.

After a salute, I said:

"Hello, I am a graduate of the PLA XX Academy. I was ordered to come to the base to report! This is my report notice!"

After saying that, I handed over the report notice with both hands. Zhu Biao took it and said with a smile:

"Sit down and talk! Haha, just call me Officer Zhu!"

I said:

"Thank you, Director Zhu!" After saying that, I sat down on the chair next to me.

Zhu Biao asked without raising his head while looking at the notice and some other documents, such as administrative letters of introduction.

"Xiao Lu, right! If you drink water, pour it yourself!"

I quickly stood up and said, "No, I'm not thirsty!"

Zhu Biao raised his head and said with a smile: "Xiao Lu! You don't have to be so restrained. We will be colleagues from now on. By the way, I want to hear your own thoughts about the job issue."

I quickly replied: "It doesn't matter what position I have. Anyway, I just graduated, I can do whatever I want!"

Zhu Biao said: "Is that so? You don't have any thoughts in your heart? For example, some comrades want to stay in the office and work, but they don't want to go to the grassroots level, some comrades want to stay in Fuzhou city, but they don't want to go to the team stationed in the countryside..."

Zhu Biao guided me patiently, wanting to hear what I thought, I laughed in my heart: I really have no idea and obey the organization's distribution, but he doesn't believe it. I really don't know what's wrong with this society...

I said, "Staff Secretary Zhu, I...I want to go to the base XX computer room to work..."

Zhu Biao looked at me strangely and asked, "Why? That computer room is in the tunnel, and many people are unwilling to go..."

I said, "No reason! I think it's pretty good there. If you want to ask me what I think, my idea is to go there..."

Zhu Biao pondered for a while and said, "Okay, you can go to the base guesthouse first and wait for orders. We will also ask the leaders for your job arrangements!"

I stood up and said, "Yes!"

At this time, Zhu Biao picked up the phone on his desk, dialed a number, and said:

"Xiao Liao, come here!"

After hanging up the phone, he said, "You can wait here for a while, I'll call a soldier to take you over..."

I said, "Yes! Thank you, Officer Zhu!"

After a while, a private came over and shouted at the door: "Report!"

Zhu Biao said, "Come in! Xiao Liao, you bring this new cadre to the guesthouse!"

Then he turned to me and said, "You should live first. If you have something to do these days, please contact me. If you go out, come and ask me for leave!"

I said, "Yes!" Then I saluted, picked up my luggage and followed Xiao Liao out of the office building.

After I settled in the guesthouse, I took out the phone and reported to my parents, and then called Mr. Zhong:

"Hey? Grandpa, I'm Changfeng!"

"Oh! Changfeng, have you arrived in Fuzhou?" Grandpa's voice was very tired. I knew that these days were enough for him.

I said with concern: "Grandpa, you must be very tired recently! You must pay attention to rest!"

Grandpa smiled bitterly and said, "Can I rest? Even President Li has worked all night long, how dare I rest! Haha, fortunately, Xiao Jie's girl is back and sometimes she will chat with me, otherwise I will become more bored..."

When he mentioned Zhong Jie, I felt inexplicably uncomfortable, but out of politeness, I asked:

"Oh, Zhong Jie...is okay!"

Grandpa said, "It's OK! He's laughing all day long, not talking like before. By the way, she also reported it today, just at the People's Liberation Army XX Academy in Beijing."

Grandpa stopped and then asked, "Are you okay? I followed your instructions and didn't say hello. Have they made things difficult for you and assigned you to the remote grassroots level?"

I smiled and said, "No, I'm still on standby in the guesthouse! Maybe it will take a few days!"

Grandpa pondered for a moment and said, "Well... I'll give orders to send the secondment letter in a while. You'd better come to Beijing. Although you won't be able to fight for a while, I'm still worried about letting you stay in the Wang family's sphere of influence."

I stayed for a while and knew I would be seconded to Beijing. This was what I agreed with my grandfather, but I was really leaving, and I still couldn't accept it. After all, I just returned home and reunited with my parents. My parents and Xiaoying thought I would work in Fuzhou in the future. Now I want to leave them again and go to the strange Beijing. I really don't know how to tell them.

When my grandfather saw that I didn't say anything, he asked, "Changfeng, what's wrong with you? Don't you want to come? Didn't we agree?"

I came to my senses and said quickly: "No, no, listen to you! I'm waiting for the notification!"

Grandpa laughed happily and said, "Okay! Then see you in Beijing!"

I said blankly: "See you in Beijing..."

I lay on the single bed in the guesthouse, and I was too lazy to open my luggage. Anyway, I would go on the road again tomorrow at the latest. I was lying on the bed all night, and another person moved in between. He put down his luggage and began to introduce himself endlessly. I also socialized politely. In fact, I knew him a long time ago. In my dream, I came with him in groups, and we lived in the same house when we were waiting to allocate positions. This guy from a military academy in Nanjing is famous for his endless talks among our new cadres! I fell asleep in his voice...

The next morning, I was washing up, and Xiao Liao ran over and saw me and said:

"Officer Zhu asked you to go to his office..."

I nodded and thought to myself, "Why is it so fast this time? I remember that in my dream I lived in the guesthouse for half a month before I officially assigned it. Could it be that the official letter from Beijing has arrived?"

I hurriedly finished washing and walked towards the political department. As soon as I entered the door, Zhu Biao said hurriedly:

"Why is it so slow? Go to the fourth floor, Political Commissar Lu of the base wants to see you!"

When I looked at Zhu Biao's eyes, I knew he must be thinking in his heart: "No wonder this kid said yesterday that he could go anywhere, and told me that he wanted to go to the XX computer room. It turned out that he was making fun of him. His relationship was so strong that the political commissar met him in person. Fortunately, I didn't really divide him yesterday!"

I nodded with a wry smile, ran upstairs, and while I ran, I thought:

"Why did Old Zhong send the secondment letter directly to the political commissar? He is also a major general! Could it be that he would second a small cadre like me and he would even say hello to the political commissar?"

Soon I arrived at the fourth floor, and I found the political commissar's office and shouted in anger at the door:

"Report!"

"Come in!" The political commissar's voice was not very majestic. On the contrary, it showed a kind feeling. I thought: I am a political worker, and my voice is so friendly.

I pushed the door and stood attentively, and after saluting, I said loudly:

"Comrade Political Commissar! New cadre Lu Changfeng was ordered to report!"

The political commissar is a kind middle-aged man, about fifty years old. His hair is already relatively thin and his eyes are not big. But through the thin lenses, I saw a wise light in his eyes. He was wearing this straight military uniform and the rank of a major general was hanging on his shoulders. When he saw me in, he smiled kindly and said:

"You are Xiao Lu! Come! Come! Come! Sit down and talk!"

I said, "Thank you, the political commissar!"

Then he sat down next to him, looked at the political commissar, and waited for him to tell me about my secondment. Sure enough, he took a sip of water and said:

"Xiao Lu! First of all, on behalf of the base party committee, I welcome you to your arrival!"

I am really flattered. With such a large base, there are not a hundred new cadres who come here every year, and there are dozens of people. Today, the political commissar personally welcomes me, the young lieutenant who has not yet been awarded the title...

I stood up and said, "Thank you, the political commissar!"

The political commissar smiled and signaled me to sit and talk, and then he continued:

"The second purpose of asking you to come up is to tell you that you may have to leave the base temporarily for a while..."

I said to myself: "It turns out that this is true! It turns out that my grandfather really sent the secondment letter to the political commissar directly!"

At this time, the political commissar showed a puzzled expression on his face, and he said:

"Maybe this is the strangest order I have received in the decades of serving in the army, but I will never question the authenticity of this order, because it was conveyed by the superior leader through a dedicated line..."

I am becoming more and more confused. Isn’t it just a seconded cadre? Why did Mr. Zhong do this? He also called the political commissar himself. With his grandfather’s identity, let alone a secondment, even a formal transfer does not need to be so "sovereign"!

The political commissar continued: "The chief's original words were: 'Not that Captain Lu Changfeng, the new cadre of your unit, go to the XX logistics supply base in Xiamen before July 10th, and he would second it for a while.' Then he directly issued a ban order to say that everything about you can only be limited to me."

My heart tightened: Captain Lu Changfeng? Shadow summoned me? I originally thought that the political commissar asked me to talk about the secondment to Beijing! It turned out that Shadow was summoning me, and the superior chief gave the order directly. No wonder the political commissar was so serious.

I looked at the political commissar quietly and didn't say anything, because I knew he must have something to say. Sure enough, he took a sip of water and continued:

"I'm going to have a list of all the cadres under the age of 27, and there is no captain named Lu Changfeng. Later, I asked them to come to the list of new cadres who came this year to find you, but your file shows that you are just a graduate student who has not yet decided to post..."

I knew the leader didn't tell him exactly what I was doing, maybe his authority was not enough, so I said:

"Political commissar, if the chief does not tell you the reason for the military rank, then I have no right to tell you that we just need to execute the order!"

The implication is not to ask too much. The political commissar has been in the army for so many years, so he has certainly had this little vision. He hurriedly said:

"Haha, it's not necessary to say that it's inconvenient. Anyway, no matter what, we are all still the People's Liberation Army! Let's do it, hurry up and report to Xiamen. The leader seems to be more anxious..."

I said, "Yes! Political Commissar, what's going on about me..."

The political commissar said repeatedly: "Xiao Lu, don't worry, I am a veteran, familiar with every word of the "Confidentiality Ordinance", haha..."
Chapter completed!