In the jeep, the guard Sun Shifu, who was driving the car, stared intently.
The middle-aged man sitting in the passenger seat had a pair of extremely deep and sharp eyes. Even though his skin was rough from living abroad, he exuded a charm that was hard to ignore from the inside out.
But his powerful aura made people dare not look directly at him, and they could only admire and respect him from the bottom of their hearts.
If there were anyone from the Beijing Military Region here at this moment, they would definitely recognize this person's identity.
One of the four headquarters, the Chief of Staff of the General Staff, Qin Dongling.
It is said that Qin Dongling is a well-deserved hero outside the border and has made countless military exploits.
Seeing that he was getting older and the medical conditions outside Xinjiang were no longer able to treat his hidden injuries, this year, the political commissar of the military region personally traveled back and forth several times and finally persuaded him to return to Beijing last month.
He also picked the most valuable staff department located in the capital among the General Staff Department, General Political Department, General Logistics Department, and General Armament Department and appointed him as the Chief of the General Staff.
It can be said that, except for the General Military Commission of the capital, he has the highest position in the capital compound.
However, he never married and lived alone. Apart from going back and forth between the hospital and the compound, he seldom went out.
Because of this, Sun Shifu found it very strange.
Qin Dongling came to the Southwest Military Region for a meeting a few days ago. I don’t know what he heard, but he went to the inspection station in person.
I brought him here early this morning.
And he didn’t know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that Qin Dongling’s mood was not right today.
He opened his mouth tentatively, "Chief of the General Staff, the day after tomorrow, the Political Commissar has specially arranged for a specialist to come and treat you. When will we return to Beijing?"
"We'll set off later."
Qin Dongling's voice was very low, "I'll tell you about their family's affairs after they are settled."
"Okay." Sun Shifu breathed a sigh of relief. He was afraid that his leader would be stubborn and waste this hard-earned treatment opportunity.
I know that it is difficult to invite these medical experts now. If the leader refuses, the political commissar will torture his ears.
But before Sun Shifu could be happy for too long, Qin Dongling looked over again, "Did you find the person I asked you to check before?"
"No,"
Speaking of this, Sun Shifu had a bitter face and even called out Qin Dongling's previous position, "Commander, there are many unregistered people now. Except for our military department, the information about ordinary people is not complete at all."
"Some people's handwriting is ugly and can't be recognized even if it's written. Some people write homophones randomly, and it's difficult to find them without narrowing down the scope."
Speaking of this, he could pour out his grievances for three days and three nights and still not feel it was enough.
Trying to find this person in the whole country based on just a name is like looking for a needle in a haystack. How is that different?
In fact, he had followed Qin Dongling for so many years and knew that this person was his superior, but precisely because of this, it was even more difficult to investigate.
After so many years, the chances of the archives being preserved intact are slim.
"Take your time to check."
Qin Dongling's eyes were a little dim. His health was getting worse and worse, and he couldn't tell how much time he had left.
But in his old age, he only hoped to see her again, even from a distance, without any regrets.
When Sun Shifu saw Qin Dongling's lonely eyes, he felt bitter.
The medical experts who had seen the Chief of the General Staff last time all said that he had suffered too many injuries when he was young and that his medical problems were difficult to resolve. Even if the surgery was successful, he would not live more than five years.
It's not that we are afraid that he will have nothing to do and will think too much all day, nor will we assign him a military post.
"Chief of Staff, please let go."
Sun Shifu's eyes were firm, "I will definitely check it carefully, and I will definitely find it."
Qin Dongling is a hero throughout Xinjiang. Since finding Xu Mei is his greatest wish, he will find out no matter what he says.
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The jeep quickly drove away from the compound.
Not long after, Chu Yanlong came back with a haggard look on his face.
As soon as they entered the courtyard, the eyes of the other people in the courtyard widened instantly, and Xu Yajun rushed over, "Yanlong, you are finally back. Our door is sealed, what do you think we should do?"
She always liked to wear a shawl, but she was so panicked at this moment that the shawl between her arms was in disarray and looked undignified.
"Dismissed and demoted." Chu Yanlong no longer had the dignity he once had, and his expression was somewhat numb.
He had been worried since the day he came back from the Fu family, and this day finally came.
Xu Yajun sat down on the ground.
"Where's Dad? Didn't Dad say anything?" She looked up at Chu Yanlong as if she was grasping at a life-saving straw.
"Someone from the Beijing headquarters is asking about this matter. What did Dad say? He has been in the sanatorium for so many years."
When Chu Yanlong thought about the speed with which they handled this matter, he felt that it was inextricably linked to that person.
He was angry at first, but when the situation became unmanageable, he calmed down.
He was the one who caused the dismissal and demotion. But Qin Dongling would never get Xu Mei's file in the textile factory.
When he finds out that Xu Mei is gone and has no way of knowing the truth, he will be no less devastated than him.
Thinking about this, Chu Yanlong said, "It's not that Dad's legs are paralyzed, and he has made military achievements in the past, so he will definitely be implicated this time."
Hearing this, all of Xu Yajun's hopes were instantly wiped out and he lowered his head completely.
Chu Yanlong looked at his youngest son again, "Wenzhou, you and your brother's military status will be transferred outside the border, and you will then..."
"I'll follow you guys." Before he could finish, Chu Wenzhou said firmly.
"What nonsense are you talking about?" Chu Yanlong scolded, "Do you want to be a failure for the rest of your life? Focus on making military achievements instead of thinking about those trivial things."
Chu Wenzhou didn't say anything.
Looking at his expression, Chu Yanlong knew that he didn't listen.
But the military is like this, once the troop transfer document comes out, he has to go whether he wants to or not.
As for Jiang Wanxia...
Chu Yanlong glanced at Jiang Wanxia out of the corner of his eye.
The latter noticed his gaze and quickly lowered his head, not daring to look him in the face.
He patiently explained: "If you want to divorce, you must report to the unit you are transferred to. It is not something that can be done in a short time."
Jiang Mingbin and his wife were somewhat dissatisfied.
If I had known that something bad would happen to the Chu family so soon, I should never have married Chu Wenzhou. Now I have to wait so long to get a divorce.
"I got it." Jiang Wanxia nodded. She could just report it. At least she wouldn't be demoted.
In this way, the Chu family was immersed in a bleak situation.
In contrast, everyone in the Fu family was doing very well.
It was almost time to get off work. Jiang Yuman was packing up to go back home when Su Wenzheng came to find her.
"Yuman, go back and prepare tonight. I received a call saying that the editor of Jianjun Newspaper will come to interview you tomorrow."
Because of the text, the last interview was invalid. Now that it is confirmed that "Hot Blood Youth" is fine, the Army Daily plans to let Jiang Yuman accept a separate interview for publication.
"Okay." Jiang Yuman said carefully, "I understand."
That night, she reviewed the questions from last time, sorted out some answers, and went through them before going to bed.
The next day, the editor of Jianjun Newspaper arrived as promised.
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