Ding-a-ling!
In the office, Yang Zhongmin was signing documents. The expansion of the feed factory was going smoothly, and there were no problems with the clinical trials of the drugs. The military region was about to make money.
The phone suddenly rang and Yang Zhongmin picked up the phone.
"Yang Zhongmin!"
"Isn't your Southeast Military Region going too far? Our Compilation Bureau finally found a high-quality translator, but you took advantage of your proximity and poached him away without making any noise."
"Don't be shameless."
"From now on, you can find someone to translate the books you want yourself. Our translation bureau cannot afford to serve such a big Buddha like you."
Hearing the scolding on the phone, Yang Zhongmin was confused.
"Bai Tingwei, what nonsense are you talking about? When did I ever poach your people? Don't spit blood at me."
There was a sneer from the other end of the phone.
"Oh! Yang Zhongmin, you are playing dumb here. Don't you know who I am talking about? Jiang Yan, the military wife of your Second Regiment, Jiang Yan, the translator of our Compilation Bureau, she suddenly quit her job."
"I checked. She became a consultant for your military factory."
"Wow, Yang Zhongming, you are really good at poaching people. I can't catch up with you even if I flatter you."
Yang Zhongmin: “…”
Only now did he remember that Jiang Yan was still a translator in the Compilation Bureau. She probably quit her job in the Compilation Bureau because she wanted to devote herself fully to ship design.
If you count it this way, he did poach people from the Compilation Bureau.
But this must never be admitted.
He cleared his throat and said in a gentle voice, "Old Bai, Director Bai, please don't be angry. This matter is not something I can decide."
"Oh."
Bai Tingwei suppressed his anger and said, "Let me see if you can come up with any explanation. Otherwise, for today's incident, we..."
"Jiang Yan has been recruited."
Yang Zhongmin shut Bai Tingwei up with just one sentence.
The voice stopped abruptly. Bai Tingwei was silent for a moment, then said stubbornly, "Isn't she a consultant for your factory? How did she become a conscription?"
"That's just her superficial identity. She has translated so many profound and obscure professional journals for the Compilation Bureau. You should know how capable she is."
With a light sigh, Bai Tingwei felt helpless.
There is a shortage of translation talent across the country now, and those who can translate this kind of professional journal with high quality are likely to be the best in the industry.
If these people are not demoted, they will basically be conscripted.
Yang Zhongmin said a few words of comfort.
"Old Bai, think positively. Jiang Yan can display her talents better if she is recruited than if she stays in your Compilation Bureau. She should shine on a bigger stage."
"Yes, our Compilation Bureau is the talent pool for your units. You can pick anyone you like."
After saying this sarcastically, Bai Tingwei hung up the phone.
If it was any other reason, he would have to have a good talk with Yang Zhongmin today.
But Jiang Yan was recruited by the country, so it must be a secret unit. These projects are major events that affect the country's destiny, and even he cannot ask too many questions.
After hanging up the phone, Yang Zhongmin signed all the documents, then called the clerk and instructed: "Tell them to hurry up and try to finish the work before winter, and get the factory up and running as soon as possible."
"Yes, Chief."
…
Jiang Yan is like a stabilizing force. No matter how turbulent the surroundings are, as long as she is calm, everything will be in order.
After turning down the translation job, Jiang Yan's life became more relaxed.
Every morning, he would flip through the various books or drawing papers sent by Tai Sicheng. In the afternoon, he would lie in the yard to bask in the sun, and his consciousness would sink into the system space to study the pharmacist courses.
Use the rest of the time to study medicinal materials and prescriptions.
The days are very leisurely.
After putting the dried herbs into the house, Jiang Yan came to the open space in the staff quarters, where her sisters-in-law were gathered together chatting.
"Are you done with your work, girl?"
"Come and sit down."
Seeing Jiang Yan leaving, He Hongxiu and Feng Yingchun greeted her familiarly.
A young sister-in-law nearby looked at Jiang Yan and asked, "Sister Jiang Yan, your dress is so beautiful. Did you buy it in the department store in the city?"
This is Qian Yulan, the wife of Ye Qiao, the second battalion commander of the Eighth Regiment. The Eighth Regiment has moved here for two months. Since they live close to each other, they chat and talk together from time to time and have become familiar with each other.
Jiang Yan came over and sat down, looked at the sister-in-law and replied, "I didn't buy it. I asked sister-in-law Su Feng to make it for me."
Qian Yulan was a little surprised, and stared at Jiang Yan for a few more times, "Sister Su Feng's craftsmanship is really good, the stitching of this dress is better than those sold in department stores."
Feng Yingchun also interrupted, "Sufeng is the best craftsman in our family compound. Look at the clothes that Xiao Yueyue is wearing. They were also made by her."
The military families of the Eighth Regiment were very surprised. Jiang Yan glanced at everyone and suddenly asked, "Come to think of it, why haven't I seen Sister Su Feng in the past few days?"
He Hongxiu shook her head, and Feng Yingchun also waved her hand, "She must be in a hurry these days, I see."
Ye Fengjiao, whose belly had grown bigger, recalled, "I ran into Sister Su Feng a few days ago. She was carrying a bamboo basket and looked like she had just returned from town. She had bought a lot of food, probably to stock up on for the winter."
Jiang Yan wondered, "Does the South also need to stockpile winter food?"
“No.”
He Hongxiu found something wrong.
The temperature in the north is minus 10 to 20 degrees Celsius in winter, and there is no heating these days. It is so cold that people can freeze to death.
But it doesn't snow in the south in winter, and the lowest temperature is only a few degrees above zero, so it is relatively convenient to go out. Even in the coldest months of winter, the supply and marketing cooperatives will be open for business.
There is no need to stock up on food.
At this time, a sister-in-law from the Eighth Regiment said in confusion, "Yesterday I saw Sister Su Feng go to the regiment to mail. The large and small packages she carried looked a bit like food. She must be buying food to send back to her hometown."
Another sister-in-law took over.
"Local food coupons will be depreciated when they are exchanged for national food coupons. It is more cost-effective to buy food here and mail it over."
Listening to everyone's chatter, Jiang Yan felt something was wrong. Why had she never seen Yuan Sufeng send food home before? So she asked a few more questions.
"Sister-in-law, do you remember how big the package that Sister Sufeng sent was?"
The sister-in-law recalled for a moment and pursed her lips and said, "That bag was quite big. I estimated that there were several dozen kilograms of food. She also sent some money."
He sent me both food and money, but he hasn't been seen all day recently.
I guess something happened.
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