Great Power Army Reclamation

"If you are qualified, I will ask Old Wei to take your soldiers and wait for you to come back for review tomorrow!" Ye Wancheng laughed.

"What tomorrow, don't you know how fast soldiers are? Now, right now, if we don't see the plane today, do you believe that I will remove you, the health worker, when I get back? Will you be patrolling the border with a gun?" Old Zhao roared. .

Ye Wancheng said helplessly: "Okay, okay, just wait. You can go to the airport and wait in one hour."

Comrade Zhao over there laughed "haha". Aunt Gan said dissatisfiedly: "A few retired old people really treat themselves as dishonest."

Old Zhao glared: "You have long hair but short knowledge. If we old guys stamp our feet now, Junken City will still tremble!"

Aunt Gan rolled her eyes: "That's because your legs are trembling. I believe it. Junkencheng will definitely not be able to tremble."

Lao Zhao's son and daughter-in-law didn't stop them for a long time, so they had no choice but to drive them to the airport. When they saw that a special plane actually picked up their parents, they were also very shocked.

The moment the plane took off, my daughter-in-law said to her son enviously: "It will be great when you can have the same treatment as dad."

The son shook his head: "Unless I change my job and be transferred back to Junken City."

Zhao Linger finally found the water source, which was a river eighty kilometers away. If the water source can be brought over, not only the company but also the entire group will benefit from the water shortage situation.

But this project is not a small project. Maybe it is not a big deal in Junken City, but I don’t know what will happen in the Second Division?

Zhao Ling'er personally returned to the division headquarters to report to the division commander and political commissar. Both of them admired Zhao Ling'er's move very much. He kept praising him for a long time, and then called over the division's deputy commander in charge of finance.

As a result, I asked how much money is left? The deputy division commander obviously knew this very well: "There is now a total of 2.79348125 million yuan on the books."

The teacher rubbed his hands and asked Zhao Ling'er: "How much does it cost to dig that canal?"

Zhao Ling'er is obviously confident: "We will do the labor ourselves. About 1.5 million is enough. It is mainly the leasing of some excavation equipment and transportation equipment. It can be completed in one spring."

The political commissar frowned and asked the deputy division commander: "How much money does the division need to pay in advance for seeds and feed for the soldiers in the spring next year?"

The deputy division commander grimaced: "Political Commissar, we need about 3.5 million in total, and there is still a gap of more than 500,000. I don't know how to plug it?"

The political commissar looked at the division commander, who also showed his hands to Zhao Ling'er with a bitter look on his face: "In the past few years, we have been borrowing from banks. It can be said that we have demolished the east wall to pay for the west. We want to do this project, but it is really There is nothing we can do, unless Deputy Political Commissar Zhao can find the money. By the way, we will also help fill the deficit this year, and we will definitely pay it back next autumn."

Zhao Ling'er couldn't say a word. Sure enough, she was still young. This was the first time she wanted to do something practical, but she was severely beaten by society.

No one dares to touch spring plowing and feed money, which are related to the lifeblood of the entire division, but where can we find this money? Zhao Ling'er is unfamiliar with this place.

However, she is not a person who gives up easily. The bank relationship in the division is definitely not working, and there is no chance of it happening at the top. Originally, Junken City could completely solve the problem. But thinking about the reason why I came out, this road will definitely not work.

Zhao Linger thought for a long time and went to the local bank. It was larger than the Corps and relatively well-funded. Zhao Ling'er wanted to go to Bang Bang Luck.

I found the bank's credit section chief and introduced myself. The section chief was a bald and greasy man, with a hairline that reached directly to the back of his head. His face was red, but it seemed to be covered with a layer of oil, which showed that he had made too much beef and mutton and couldn't digest it.

The section chief's surname was Wu, and his squinting eyes kept looking over Zhao Ling'er's body. His gaze seemed to have a hook in it, which made Zhao Ling'er feel sick.

However, this was just asking someone to do something, so Zhao Ling'er didn't dare to turn her back on her, so she laughed and told her the reason for her visit.

Although Zhao Ling'er's status is not low, this is the place. Being a political commissar is useless because she has no control over this period.

The Chief of the Wu Department did not refuse, but just chewed his teeth and said, "Political Commissar Zhao, right? This is a local bank, and I don't have the right to lend money to you directly, because you also have a bank within the Corps!"

Zhao Ling'er had no choice but to reply bitterly: "The division over there has already taken out a loan and has not paid it back yet. I am working on a water conservancy project, and the money will be repaid by our grassroots unit."

Chief Wu shook his head: "This is definitely not possible. If you take a loan from me, the borrower can only be your division. We can't go so far to inspect. Besides, what are we going to use as collateral? I can't afford it." Go and force it?"

Although this person made Zhao Ling'er uncomfortable, what he said was correct. Zhao Ling'er thought for a moment and asked, "If the division comes forward with a loan, can Chief Wu approve it?"

Section Chief Wu pondered for a while and replied with a serious expression: "It's difficult, but you can try. You know, I can't make the decision on such a large loan alone. I also need to ask the president for instructions. Otherwise, I'll be the host tonight and let's go eat argali. Call the president together."

Zhao Ling'er agreed after a slight hesitation, but she felt a little bitter in her heart. The only reason why she wanted to check the economic problems of the company in Junken City was because she couldn't stand the things they did to welcome and send away people.

There are often thousands of banquets, dozens of famous wines, and gifts. How much does this cost every year?

But he didn't expect that others failed to check it, and it was his turn to do so in the blink of an eye. However, she has already made a decision. She will pay for the meal tonight by herself and not get reimbursed by the teacher.

When it was time for dinner, Zhao Ling'er dressed up a little and went out. Zhao Ling'er was already beautiful, and this dress made her even more dazzling.

Battle Barbecue is the most famous restaurant here, and its tamarisk kebabs and spicy smelt are unparalleled.

There is no need to introduce the mutton. The male fish here is said to be produced in Japan. It is also called cucumber fish and has a lifespan of only one year. Its body is translucent and has a special cucumber flavor. It is edible as a whole and is rich in amino acids. , especially high in glutamic acid, and the meat is delicious.

As for how Japanese fish swim to northern Xinjiang? There is no way to examine this issue in detail. I can only listen to what others say.

When Zhao Ling'er arrived, Section Chief Wu was already waiting there. Zhao Ling'er didn't take it seriously when she told her that the president had something to do and would come back later.

Section Chief Wu ordered a table of dishes and asked Zhao Ling'er to drink first while the bank manager came and started talking.

Zhao Linger was not pretentious. The two of them talked about the loan while drinking. The chief of the military department revealed a meaning in his words...

Stop, where are the tickets?