He turned around and saw the chief and the political commissar eavesdropping through the door, and they straightened up.
Song Yiyuan: "..."
"My mother said on the phone that she doesn't agree with me marrying Lin Qingqing. If I don't marry her, do you think she will still want to sell the formula to the army, Commander and Political Commissar?"
The chief and Political Commissar Wang, who had just been watching the show, gradually grew darker in expression and could no longer smile.
The chief said, "Comrade Lin is so handsome. You can't find many people in your capital who are more handsome than Comrade Lin. He also knows how to think about the country. And the dish he cooked last night, I couldn't find any fault with it. Why does your mother... Director Zhuang look down on Comrade Lin?"
The chief and the political commissar were a little panicked. How did this get involved with their family?
They thought of several possibilities for Lin Qingqing's request. Either the higher-ups would disagree, or Comrade Lin would change the request. But they never expected that the mother-in-law would interfere.
Song Yiyuan lowered his head and thought for a while: "Commander, I want to call my grandfather."
Now only grandpa can suppress his mother and prevent her from doing anything that affects this matter. He needs to tell grandpa about this as soon as possible.
The leader nodded excitedly: "Go ahead and hit me."
The chief and the political commissar simply sat down and listened to Song Yiyuan's phone call.
Even though that person is no longer in the military, as long as he takes action, the situation can be settled.
Song Yiyuan dialed a number in Kyoto. After several transfers and more than ten minutes, someone finally spoke.
"Is that Xiaoyuan?" An old man's excited voice sounded in the microphone.
"It's me, grandpa." Hearing this voice, Song Yiyuan almost couldn't hold back his tears. It was almost time for him to go home. The last time he went back was at the beginning of the year.
"When will you be back? I left you a lot of snacks and your favorite chocolate."
The old man's voice from the other side of the microphone struck Song Yiyuan's heart immediately. His eyes turned red and tears fell.
"Hey, Grandpa, I'm planning to come back soon. I called you to tell you that I met a girl while on a mission. She grew up in the countryside. I felt we were a good match, so I brought her back to the army. The army approved our marriage report yesterday."
The old man didn't mind at all that his precious grandson was marrying a country girl. He laughed heartily and said, "Any girl Xiaoyuan likes must be good. Bring her back for me and your grandmother to see when you have time."
"Okay, I have one more thing to tell you..."
He told her about Lin Qingqing's previous experience of selling formulas to the army, as well as about the pills and hemostatic medicine this time. Finally, he told her about the requirements for Lin Qingqing's position as a colonel.
Grandpa Song laughed even louder. "Hahahaha... this girl you're attracted to is truly courageous. She's asking for the rank of colonel right out of the blue... Hahahaha, she's worthy of being my granddaughter-in-law... Don't worry, I'll let the military know and have them handle this matter honestly and not let your mother influence this matter."
Before hanging up, Grandpa Song asked again, "Xiaoyuan, you don't mind that your wife has a higher military rank than you, right?"
Song Yiyuan: "Of course."
"Okay, okay, tell me when you're coming back."
Song Yiyuan hung up the phone after he finished explaining the situation. It was against the rules to keep talking privately on the army phone.
The chief and the political commissar both had smiles on their faces again, and it seemed that everything was settled.
As for the 50,000 yuan that Comrade Lin requested, the 957th Unit could afford it themselves.
The two men servilely sent Song Yiyuan away and breathed a sigh of relief.
It's really a fight between gods, and the land suffers.
It's already 3 o'clock, and it's estimated that there will be no results today. The leader left the training ground and Political Commissar Wang returned to his office.
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