The shape of the object in the pocket was visible through the cloth, and it looked like... a gun!
Now no one dared to attack Jiang Ning anymore and they all turned their eyes away.
It’s true that these days anyone with fat body is not to be messed with.
Don't think about taking advantage of the situation, otherwise you will be the one who gets killed.
The ferry was running fast, and when it arrived at Area A, there were still 10 minutes before work, so Huo Yishen went to report.
Uh, when did Huo learn to be a dog? The boss is a man.
He works in the administrative department of the Eastern Military Base. He looks to be in his 40s or 50s. He seems to be quite thin, but has a very straight body.
You can tell at first glance that he's not the kind of person who's after other people.
Humph, I’ll deal with him after I get him back.
Huo Yishen brought Jiang Ning and introduced her to his boss, "This is my wife."
My boss’s surname is Jiang. He used to be the logistics director of the Eastern Military Base and is now the second-in-command in administration at the Hwaseong Base.
It was he who interviewed Huo Yishen yesterday. He was very satisfied and said that he looked very much like him when he was young.
Jiang Ning thought, everyone really loves a good-looking appearance, even well-trained military officers are no exception.
My boss is good in every way and is humorous, but he is a little short, like a skinny winter melon.
He is actually shorter than Jiang Ning, probably just the right height for conscription.
Jiang Guanshan has seen countless people in his life, and he only needs to take a few glances to know that the two people in front of him are extraordinary people.
The base was in need of people as it had a lot of work to do, and his task was to discover talent.
He kept talking about his business, "Ms. Jiang, I wonder where you worked before. Are you interested in serving the base? The salary is good."
Jiang Ning smiled, "Thank you for your kindness, leader. I was just a student before the natural disaster and I didn't know anything at all."
"Hello, student." Jiang Guanshan smiled like Maitreya Buddha. "Are you from the medical school?"
Jiang Ning was startled. How did he know that?
Could it be that they were sharing information with the southern military base, and she was being investigated again?
Jiang Guanshan's expression suddenly became serious, and he saluted Jiang Ning and Huo Yishen, "Comrades, thank you for letting the hero go home."
Jiang Ning was stunned. No wonder Huo Yishen was given preferential treatment. This was the reason.
It should be Liu Cheng and his team who brought back the ashes of the air force soldier. The department they contacted happened to be the administrative department, and they also learned her and Huo Yishen’s names.
Jiang Guanshan saluted the two men as a token of gratitude, "Thank you for not only bringing the hero home, but also telling our compatriots the coordinates of their new home."
Originally, Liu Cheng didn't want to say it, but he couldn't help but ask. Those who have done favors to heroes need to remember them.
So I not only asked, but also asked in great detail. Unfortunately, Liu Cheng didn't know much.
The two looked at each other, and Huo Yishen said, "This is what we should do."
Following the procedure, Jiang Guanshan asked again about what happened.
Before telling Liu Cheng and the others, the three men and the dog had agreed on a common story. Jiang Ning repeated it again, "When the plane crashed, our submarine just surfaced for air. He died of a sudden heart attack..."
Jiang Guanshan had no doubt that the pilot was diagnosed with heart disease in the eighth year after the natural disaster and was transferred to an administrative position at that time.
In order to find a new home suitable for habitation, the team risked their lives searching the ocean, sacrificing many elites along the way, including pilots.
Later, there was really no one available, and he repeatedly requested to participate in the mission, which was specially approved.
He has made great contributions to the expansion of the base to today's multi-person base, but he never expected...
No, he anticipated the worst outcome and that's why he insisted on returning to the blue sky.
If the hospital system hadn't collapsed in the natural disaster, if his medicine hadn't been cut off...
Jiang Guanshan looked at Jiang Ning and said, "Comrade Jiang, the base has planned a hospital, but too many medical staff have died. We are extremely short of manpower. Are you willing to join?"
This olive branch is thrown...
After all, he was Huo Yishen's boss, so Jiang Ning couldn't reply too decisively, "Does the base hospital have medicine?"
"There are only some emergency supplies left, but the Chinese medicine cultivation area has been put into use, and the shortage of medicines will be solved sooner or later."
Jiang Ning said tactfully, "Medicine is the key to curing diseases and saving lives. I am just a student in the medical school. I only learned public courses in my freshman year, so I don't know much about my major.
You are already short of medicine, how can you let an outsider like me waste it?"
Jiang Guanshan could tell that she didn't want to go to the base hospital.
I don't know how good her medical skills are, but since she's unwilling, there's no need to force her. There's plenty of time left.
He was just a matchmaker. Even if she really agreed, she would still have to pass the hospital's interview.
Jiang Guanshan laughed, "Comrade Jiang, what you said makes sense, but there's no need to be so modest. When the hospital has the medicine someday, I hope you won't refuse it then."
Jiang Ning laughed along.
After the greetings, Huo Yishen officially reported in and started his new job.
Jiang Ning didn't disturb him, but walked around Area A and found that there was a trading center.
The official website actually sells sea salt.
Jiang Ning stepped forward and asked, "Is the salt extracted by evaporating seawater safe?"
The waiter explained, "It's absolutely safe. We have been extracting and producing sea salt at the Eastern Base and have been eating it for several years without any problems."
The sea salt is burnt yellow in color, probably because it was baked at high temperature after extraction.
Viruses are most afraid of high temperatures, and salt is not an organic organism. Viruses cannot replicate and reproduce quickly. No matter how long their life cycle is, if they are baked at high temperatures for two or three hours, they will be burned to death even if they live to be a hundred years old.
Jiang Ning looked at the price. It was a very reasonable price because it only cost one day's wages to feed the survivors for a month.
Salt can supplement sodium and solve the survivors' low sodium symptoms. This people-friendly move by the base deserves praise.
In addition to selling salt, the trading center can also carry out material exchanges.
The survivors can put the supplies they don't need at the trading center, and report their needs at the same time, so that they can be exchanged with people who have needs and happen to have supplies. The base will charge a certain service fee.
To be honest, this is the official middleman.
The handling fee is not high, but the flexibility is not good. Unlike the door-to-door service of the Sharp-billed Monkey, the staff are nice and speak well.
After fleeing at sea, there were not many supplies left, and what they traded were just rags of clothes, shoes and other sundry items, while their needs were almost exclusively medicines, food or seeds.
Area A not only has a shopping mall, but also offices of various departments, a hospital, a planting area, etc.
Jiang Ning took a quick walk around and then took the ferry back to Area B.
Unexpectedly, I ran into Jiang Guanshan again. There were several middle-aged men in military uniforms around him. Judging from their shoulder straps, they were all important figures.
From listening to their conversation, it seemed that they were going to various districts to inspect the progress of the project and the living conditions of the survivors.
Jiang Guanshan was the companion, while Jiang Ningjing sat quietly in the corner without saying hello.
Halfway through the journey, Jiang Ning was drowsy from the sea breeze, but was suddenly awakened by a hurried voice.
"Chief of Staff," Jiang Guanshan asked anxiously, "Where are your medicines?"
Jiang Ning opened his eyes and saw him holding onto a man in his early fifties next to him. The man's face was pale and he looked in pain, with his hands tightly clutching his chest.
Suddenly, several other officers around him became anxious, "Master, where are your medicines?"
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