According to reports, this story begins at an entirely unscientific moment: Zhou Ziye, a designer who rose from creating counterfeit mobile phones, suddenly time-traveled back to the year 1984.
...Xing Baohua had no interest in looking at the tens of thousands of pictures and videos.
Let professionals handle professional matters.
It's estimated that State F and State A will be busy with these matters during this period, and the more he knows, the more trouble he'll cause. He's finished his work and it's time for him to go back. After all, he hasn't made any public appearances for three months, and he needs to show his face at least once.
After completing their work at the base, everyone had a farewell dinner. Although they didn't know many of the people, Xing Baohua, relying on his drinking capacity, went from table to table toasting them, loudly telling them his name and his company.
I'm trying to build a good relationship with these experts and make a good impression using this shameless method. Maybe this trick will actually work when I need it.
These are truly national heroes! They are worthy of our utmost respect and admiration.
Xing Baohua did drink too much at the farewell dinner. When he woke up the next day and was about to leave, Xu Si told him that he couldn't leave yet.
While Xing Baohua was still in shock, Xu Si told him that he was going to receive an award from above.
Xing Baohua waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I'm just an ordinary person, what kind of award do I need? What I did is shady."
"Don't worry, everything has been planned out. They'll be secretly recognizing you all here at the base," Xu Si said.
"And you? After this incident, are you going to get a promotion?"
"Vice Minister, hahaha, thank you. I'm so grateful to you. Otherwise, it would have taken me many more years to get over this hurdle," Xu Si said with a smile, patting Xing Baohua on the shoulder.
An important elderly person has arrived at the base.
He personally presented Xing Baohua with a medal and a certificate.
Xing Baohua was so excited he was trembling, let alone the students behind him.
Xing Baohua received a few words of encouragement from the old man, such as "keep up the good work" and so on.
He also personally awarded Xing Baohua a first-class medal.
Everyone involved in this operation, except Xing Baohua, received a second-class merit award; those who did not return received an additional first-class merit award.
In addition to individual honors, they also enjoy the collective first-class honor.
Very few people have the opportunity to personally touch a top-grade item.
Xing Baohua stroked the medal, sighing that it could be a family heirloom. It was a pity that such a precious item could only be appreciated by himself; he had to keep it safe and well-preserved.
Perhaps only when one's career is no longer hindered or suppressed by others, and one no longer cares about anyone, when one has a strong backbone and a firm fist, will this medal be able to shine as it should.
The old man passed away, and Geng Xin and the others were all moved to tears, but there was still one ceremony left to be performed.
Several trainees, led by Geng Xin, had a promotion ceremony and a uniform-changing ceremony.
When Xing Baohua saw that Geng Xin and the others had all changed into their new uniforms and were carrying one bar and three stars on their shoulders, he gave them a thumbs up.