Jin Zhengtai looked at the book in Lin Min's hand, scratched his head, and smiled, "Sister-in-law, this is not mine. It was given to me by a boss when I went to Shenzhen to discuss business last time.
He said the current stock market was very good and asked me to learn how to trade stocks, but I was not well educated and I didn't figure it out after studying for a long time. I didn't dare to invest my money in stocks, you know.
You know, I've been cheated once, so I have to be more careful now."
"Well, can you lend me this book? Anyway, your boss is bored staying in the hospital, so I'll take it back and let him read it and study it. It will be good for his future business.
"Lin Min took his hand and flipped through a few pages.
Jin Zhengtai nodded repeatedly, "It's all right, sister-in-law, take it back quickly and let my boss have a look. He has a good brain and will definitely understand it." Jin Zhengtai immediately put all
All hopes are placed on Gu Jingchuan. He himself is not very willing to learn these things because he thinks it is troublesome.
"Thank you." Lin Min put the book into her bag.
"Okay, then I won't bother you anymore. I'll go back first and I'm worried if I stay out for too long." Lin Min has achieved her goal and plans to leave.
Jin Zhengtai tried to persuade her to stay, "Sister-in-law, why don't you have something to eat before going out?"
"No need, I'll go back and eat with Jingchuan."
Lin Min was sitting on the bus and opened the stock trading guide she got from Jin Zhengtai.
Lin Min is no stranger to stock trading.
In the previous life, Gu Jingchuan and his friends often invested in the securities industry. In addition, her good friend Chen Qian's family was in the business, and Chen Qian was trained by her father to be the successor of the Chen family. Lin Miner
Through observation, I have gained a certain understanding of stocks.
But the year is 1992 now, and she really has no idea what the stock market is like in 1992.
It seems that you still need a certificate to trade stocks nowadays.
Lin Min happened to have some money on hand and planned to go to the stock exchange another day.
She didn't rush back to the hospital. Based on her memories of her previous life, she went to an old alley near the military hospital.
Here, it looks shabby now, the transportation is inconvenient, and the houses are also old. Many families have sold their old houses and bought buildings, or the workers who were allocated houses by the unit
We also sold the old house here.
Little did they know that in two or three months, all of this place would be demolished to build the largest business center in Binhai City, integrating office buildings, shopping malls and shopping centers, which would be a great asset to Binhai City.
An inch of land in the city center.
The relocated households became the biggest winners.
Those residents who sold their houses long ago are now regretting their decision.
Lin Min strolled into the old alley, where rows of courtyards with blue bricks and tiles, characteristic of Bincheng, stood on both sides of the alley.
A group of old people sat by the wall, basking in the sun, playing chess and chatting.
Lin Minqian walked over and politely asked an old man who looked respectable and dressed like a retired cadre, "Uncle, I would like to ask you, who is here?
Would you like to rent or sell your house?
The old man looked up at her and pointed to the left, "Rent a house? There's an empty yard over there."
Lin Min asked again, "Isn't the owner of the house good?"
"The owner's company allocated housing and he moved into the building, so the yard is empty," the old man replied.
"Thank you, uncle." Lin Minqian went over and stood in front of the locked door to look around.
You can vaguely see from the wall that the house in the yard is relatively old. In winter, the moss on the tiles has dried up and looks a bit desolate.
The door was locked, and there was no way to see what was going on. Lin Min went back to the old man and asked again, "Do you know their contact information?"
The old man shook his head and said, "I don't know. We are old, how can we remember those things?"
"Then I'll leave you my contact information. If the owner of the house comes back and is interested in renting it out, can you ask him to contact me?"
"Okay, if he wants to come over, I'll tell him."
Lin Min wrote down her pager number and gave it to the old man.
After that, he thanked the person and left.
…
When she returned to the hospital, as soon as she reached the door, she heard someone in Gu Jingchuan's ward.
She peeked inside through the glass opening on the door panel and saw two men in military uniform. Judging from their shoulder straps, their ranks were not low.
That’s right, the troops are coming.
The people who came this time were the leaders of the regiment.
Lin Min did not dare to go in and disturb them, and waited outside.
Someone inside spoke in a high tone, and the intermittent voice reached Lin Min's ears in the corridor.
In the ward, a middle-aged man wearing a military uniform and a three-star badge with two bars on his shoulders spoke to Gu Jingchuan in a serious tone.
"Comrade Jingchuan, the position of the regiment's quartermaster was decided by our regiment's leaders after a meeting. It may be a bit unfair to you, but it is also based on your physical condition and the current situation of the troops.
It is determined by the job requirements. I believe you can do a good job and you can take up the position after you recover. "
Gu Jingchuan lowered his eyes, his long eyelashes hiding the complex emotions in his eyes, and did not respond.
The man who just spoke is Zhao Ming, political commissar of the 203rd Special Operations Regiment.
Accompanying him was Gu Jingchuan's old partner, Political Commissar Zhou.
The position of the quartermaster is not comparable to the previous position of the company commander.
To put it bluntly, it's not rising but falling.
He had made contributions and should have been promoted, but in the end, the news brought by the army leaders was this.
At that time, Gu Jingchuan was not very concerned about promotion or demotion.
However, the army is in a difficult situation under the current circumstances. Given Gu Jingchuan's physical condition, he is no longer suitable to stay in the army and should be transferred to civilian work.
Gu Jingchuan came from a combat company and had no experience in political work. As the army reformed, political instructors, in addition to having strong political abilities, also had
You need to have superb physical fitness to accept the heavy workload.
Gu Jingchuan's body obviously couldn't take it.
But letting him retire will not appease the military.
Furthermore, as old partners and comrades-in-arms, they know what the army and the profession of a soldier mean to Gu Jingchuan.
He once said that in this life, he never thought he would have a second career, he lived just to be a soldier.
For this honor, I would sacrifice everything.
So, try to keep him here as much as possible.
At this time, Zhao Ming verbally conveyed the regiment's order. As long as Gu Jingchuan nodded, the matter would be a done deal.
He doesn't have to retire or leave the army, and he can still be with his comrades.
Since then, we have not been fighting together on the training ground, but...
Responsible for logistics.
Responsible for supplying 2,000 calories to each person in the company every day.
If he accepted the job, his daily work would be to figure out what the soldiers would eat the next day, how much vegetables would be sold for, how many pounds of pork would be weighed, and which dormitory had new recruits.
Sending bedding...
Political Commissars Zhao and Zhou also found it difficult to speak out.
They made such arrangements as if Gu Jingchuan had made a mistake and was being punished.
But obviously, he is a hero who has made great contributions.
Gu Jingchuan lowered his head and remained silent.
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