Secretary Fang said that Song Yan was leaving, which was within Shen Changchuan's expectations.
"Tell Zhou Gang to prepare more food; I'm going to mooch some good food tonight."
Secretary Fang said, "I won't take advantage of you. I'll cover half the cost of what I paid for." Secretary Fang was trying to ease Old Shen's sadness.
"Aren't you going to take advantage of this? The medicine I gave you was all bought with my own money. It worked, didn't it!"
Shouldn't you be paying for Song Yan's meal?
Secretary Fang laughed, "It's strange, but after taking that pill, I feel much more comfortable and relaxed all over."
Song Yan's medical skills are truly worthy of being taught by Master Han.
"Me too. When I get busy, I don't have time to take care of myself, and by evening I have aches and pains all over the place."
It's gotten much better in the last couple of days.
"By the way, Song Yan did such a big thing this time, he should be rewarded. I'd like to follow the usual practice and give him a few extra points, what do you think?" Old Shen asked.
"The contribution Song Yan made this time is immeasurable in the long run. Besides, Song Yan didn't receive a single reward when Wan Xianghua was arrested."
"With both things combined, it makes sense to give a reward that emphasizes the key points," Secretary Fang said.
"Then tonight we'll ask this child what reward he wants?"
"The reward not only has to be substantial, but it also has to be something she wants," Shen Changchuan said. "Also..."
Secretary Fang immediately said, "Officer Han personally contacted Comrade Wen's elder brother and told him that we not only know about his theft of coal from the boiler room to sell, but we also have evidence of it."
He was given two choices. One was to go to jail. The other was for Wen Shujuan to obediently divorce him, without crying or making a scene, and without asking for any money. She was also to sever ties with Ruomei and hand over all the money he earned from selling coal.
He must give an answer by tomorrow morning regarding his choice. If he doesn't give an answer...
We'll decide for him which option is first.
Shen Changchuan nodded.
Wen Shujuan's older brother works in the boiler room. He's been secretly selling government coal since the year before last, and the amount has accumulated to a considerable sum. If he's reported for this, he could face ten years in prison.
…
Seeing all this food in the kitchen, Song Yan knew that General Shen had agreed. It was going to be a lavish affair, a farewell dinner in the making.
Then let's do it.
In the evening, I prepared a table full of dishes. Although there wasn't any fancy meat or fish, they were still delicious.
After everyone had eaten, General Shen and Secretary Fang took Song Yan to the study.
Song Yan: "Thank you for taking care of Uncle Fang and Uncle Shen these past few days."
Shen Changchuan told Song Yan to call him "uncle".
Shen Changchuan: "We should be thanking you."
"If you hadn't accepted this mission, anyone we found in a rush would never be as smart as you, as skilled with a gun, or as decisive and resolute as you."
Afterwards, the bodies were carefully examined. Xia's arms and legs were muscular and well-trained. If Song Yan hadn't decisively severed her arms and legs, her leg strength, even with her arms injured, would still have been enough to kill.
The person Secretary Fang arranged couldn't be detected by the spies. They wanted someone outside the organization who was also skilled with a gun. Such a person was hard to find.
"You have overcome your physical limitations and made such a great contribution to the country and the people. We will not let you down."
Have you thought about what kind of reward you'd like?
Song Yan wanted to say: I want a house, is that okay? But he couldn't say it directly.
Song Yan blinked his eyes, then blinked again, a sly glint in them.
Secretary Fang wanted to laugh: "Just tell us what kind of reward you want. Let's see if we can make it happen."
If we can't do that, then there's really nothing we can do. If we can, we'll try our best to get it done for you.
Song Yan: "I'm pregnant. It will definitely be inconvenient for me to stay in the dormitory for a while longer."
My mother-in-law will also come to take care of me.
But if we don't have a place to stay, it will definitely be very inconvenient for us.
"Renting a house... the elderly person has lived in their own home their whole life. If they rent, they're living in someone else's house. They might not be used to it."
Secretary Fang: "You want a house?"
Housing is in short supply now; even those with work units are finding it difficult to get housing.
Song Yan quickly explained, "No, that's not how it is."
I don't have a workplace, so how can I expect to be allocated housing out of thin air?
I'm wondering if there are any government-owned houses that they can sell to me!
Or perhaps you have more information. I've heard that some houses have been returned to their original owners. Are there any houses for sale? Could you help me find out about that? I'm interested in buying.
I have the money to buy a house.
Wei Aiguo's bonus hasn't been touched, and my income in the brigade isn't low either. Money isn't a problem.
Shen Changchuan and Secretary Fang exchanged a glance. Song Yan was really bold, wanting to buy his own house. These days, buying a house isn't necessarily a good thing.
Living in Beijing is no easy feat, especially when it comes to housing. Owning a property would likely make others envious.
"I understand about this. I'll discuss it with Lao Fang and see what we can do."
As for whether you want to go back to school, that's up to you.
"You're a doctor. If you say it's okay, then it means you're capable."
Song Yan: "There's one more thing. I'd like to know the home address of Sister Yan, Yan Jincui. I don't know if that's possible."
Secretary Fang: "What do you need the address for?"
In those days, having only two daughters and no sons made life difficult in the countryside. Now, his successful eldest daughter had sacrificed her life, and Song Yan was worried about her…
Song Yan: "Sister Yan knows I'm not a professional and there are some things I don't understand... When it's just the two of us, she tries her best to guide me..."
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