Chapter 116 Shadow Project
As soon as Lin Qingqing left, the chief and Political Commissar Wang immediately used the smile-disappearing technique.
Political Commissar Wang: "Major... Jiang?"
He called out Jiang Haixia's military rank in a questioning tone, deliberately dragging out the sound of each word.
Didn’t the training camp say that the military rank of those who graduate is based on their past performance and is evaluated by senior leaders?
How come this Major Jiang made a mistake even when shaking hands when they met for the first time? He was promoted to major at the young age of 20, two ranks lower than him, a veteran who served before the founding of the People's Republic of China.
The commander's face was stern. The higher-ups were saying the camp trained people specifically to protect key national talent. They were saying all sorts of good things. They were saying things like, "Strengths comparable to a regimental commander, capable of everything, and skilled at assisting those they were protecting." They were talking about unparalleled abilities, and then this, this, this?
Not as good as the soldiers in my own army.
"Major Jiang, Xiaolin is a key talent in our unit. Putting aside the contributions she's already made, she's only eighteen years old and has plenty of time to contribute to our nation. Your performance yesterday was subpar. Someone offered a handshake, but you saluted. Your reaction time and emotional intelligence need significant improvement."
Thinking how difficult it was for the child, he just gave him a slight tap.
He and the political commissar had previously agreed not to tell Lin Qingqing that Jiang Haixia came from the training camp, for fear that telling her would cause psychological pressure on her.
If she knew that the guard was ready to die to protect her, would she still be able to wave goodbye and walk away as nonchalantly as she did just now?
If they develop feelings for each other in the future, will she be willing to let Jiang Haixia die to protect her? Will she be sad?
This is all so uncontrollable.
Historically, those who are protected do not know the true origins of these people. The organization will forge identities and information. If someone dies during a mission, they will fake their departure and quietly withdraw from the lives of the protected people, and then someone else will come to the training camp.
It sounds inhumane, but it's for the protection of important national talents, for the development of the country, and to stand tall in the international arena...
China does not have so many talented people to lose, so this is the only option left. The higher-ups codenamed this mission the "Shadow" plan.
They have been trained in secret since childhood and have never seen the light of day their entire lives. They secretly protect those who contribute to the country, and if that person dies, they will die too.
The body dies and the shadow disappears.
I hope the country will become stronger and end this plan as soon as possible.
Jiang Haixia's expression remained unchanged after hearing this. She knew very well what her abilities were. As long as she performed well in the future, the bad reviews from yesterday would be stepping stones.
She saluted and said loudly, "Commander, Political Commissar, I will try my best."
Seeing that she had a good attitude, the chief's expression softened a little.
"Xiao Lin has to go to the commune tomorrow. You'll be waiting in the auditorium at 6:30. Go with the driver to the military compound to pick her up. I'll only help you this once. From now on, you'll be on your own."
Jiang Haixia saluted again and said loudly: "Thank you, Chief."
Political Commissar Wang waved his hand and said, "Come on, I'll take you to get two sets of uniforms, and then I'll take you to the art troupe. Look at you, you're covered in mud. Don't act like this in front of Comrade Lin. Girls like to be clean."
Jiang Haixia: ...When did soldiers care about cleanliness? The dirtier you are, the more glorious it is. This is all the result of training.
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Military compound
It was almost seven o'clock when Lin Qingqing got home. Seeing that it was late, she didn't let Zhao Lihai send her in, and asked him to return the car quickly and go for dinner.
Xiaomei had already prepared the meal and was sitting at the door with a small stool, looking out, like a woman waiting for her husband to leave.
Seeing Lin Qingqing, she quickly stood up, and then saw that she was carrying so many things in her hands, so she hurried to greet her.
"Sister, did you buy bacon?"
“It was given by the commune.”
Xiaomei chuckled and said, "Sister, this job is good. Ten dollars a day, food included, and meat is also provided."
Lin Qingqing: "I think the commune is doing well. They have several bicycles. If they were poor, I wouldn't want anything given to me."
Xiaomei nodded, thinking that this made sense.
She grew up in the countryside and knows better than anyone whether life is good or not.
As soon as the two entered the yard, Xiaomei hurried to serve the rice.
After dinner, Lin Qingqing took out her bag and took out some money.
"Here, yours sold for 10.79 yuan. The stalks were sold for 10 yuan a pound, and they sold for 3.91 yuan. You can divide the money tomorrow when Sister Xiuhong comes."
She counted out a seven-cent Great Unity note and nine cents and put them on the table.
Xiaomei was so happy that she didn't know how to laugh. She had only been busy for four days and had earned more than 10 yuan. With 30 days in a month, that would mean 64 yuan. She could pay back the 47 yuan to her sister and send 17 yuan back home.
She calculated in her mind, and the more she calculated, the faster she felt the money was coming. It was more than what the workers in the factory earned.
She thought about it and wondered what her sister-in-law Xiuhong had been guessing anxiously for a whole day. She also wanted to know how much Xiuhong and Hongyi had sold.
"How much did Sister Xiuhong sell for?"
Lin Qingqing didn't even have to think before answering, "Seventeen dollars and three cents."
When Xiaomei heard this, she frowned and calculated. Her two sisters-in-law came one day later than her, but were not as quick as her, so the money was about the same.
"Xiuhong and Hongxi are coming tomorrow morning. They'll be so happy to see this money. Just today, Xiuhong said her bag weighed at most ten kilograms, and Hongxi said eight kilograms. The more they guess, the less it seems..."
Lin Qingqing listened to her for a while and found out that she had made money from selling herbs and was so excited that she had to find someone to talk to.
When she finished, Lin Qingqing was about to go wash up and rest. Xiaomei pushed all the money on the table over and said with a smile, "Sister, I'll pay you back for the clothes."
Lin Qingqing didn't say much and took the big unity card.
"Just give me the whole number, and you can keep the remainder."
Xiaomei smiled and nodded, took the 78 cents notes one by one in her hand, straightened the corners, went back to the house, took out her small wallet, and carefully placed it at the bottom, on top of which was the household allowance given by Lin Qingqing.
The two of them then washed up and rested. It was already eight o'clock in the evening.
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