Great Power Army Reclamation

The platoon leader looked at Ye Wancheng, wondering who he was?

Wei Quanyou had never asked for any care because of his relationship with Ye Wancheng, and Ye Wancheng thought he would just say a casual perfunctory and get over it.

But unexpectedly, he laughed "haha", pointed at Ye Wancheng and said:

"Haven't you always wanted to know Ye Wancheng? He is!"

The soldiers were stunned for a moment, and then they all stood at attention and saluted Ye Wancheng.

And Ye Wancheng also returned a standard military salute!

Although the Corps has now separated from the army, they still have military status. Who among the entire army and army does not know about Ye Wancheng's deeds over the years?

"Hello, Chief!"

The platoon leader took the lead in shouting, and the soldiers followed closely with loud voices: "Hello, Chief!"

Ye Wancheng waved his hand: "I'm just a retired veteran. Please don't be so grand. It makes me feel unnatural."

The soldiers also laughed, and a little soldier asked indifferently:

"Good morning, old chief. If I recover, I want to go to work in Junken City. Is that okay?"

Ye Wancheng didn't hesitate at all: "Why not? That is our own city! But you have to study hard now, because the companies there need culture."

The platoon leader was also a little excited at this time: "Old chief, but we all failed the exam. Now it is getting harder and harder to find a job after recovery. Why don't you think of a way for the soldiers?"

Ye Wancheng frowned. It seemed that he had really neglected something over the years. For employment in the military reclamation city, there were some preferential policies for all military reclamation students.

But for the military-to-soldier aspect, there is no policy tilt at all. Look at Wei Quanyou and look at the soldiers.

There was some amusement in Wei Quanyou's eyes, but the soldiers' eyes were full of desire.

Ye Wancheng suddenly felt a little ashamed. How could this happen? How could we forget these people who actually defended Northern Xinjiang with guns?

Ye Wancheng looked at these dozen soldiers and asked:

“Who is demobilized this year?”

Two dark-skinned soldiers came out: "Report to the leader, we two will demobilize this year!"

Ye Wancheng took out his business card and handed it to the two of them:

"Call me when you are demobilized and I will help you solve work problems."

The youngest soldier looked hopeful: "Chief, I am this year's recruit. Will you still remember me when the time comes?"

Ye Wancheng sighed, took out his mobile phone and dialed Ayi Jiang's number:

"Ayijiang, starting from today, Junken City is recruiting workers. All demobilized soldiers in Northern Xinjiang will be treated the same as Junken children!"

The old secretary was obviously stunned for a moment. It had been a long time since the old secretary had intervened in the city's affairs, but this phone call was not a suggestion, but an order.

However, Ayi Jiang did not hesitate at all: "Yes, old secretary, we will resolutely implement this order!"

Because it was hands-free, the soldiers heard these words, but they didn't know who the other party was?

Ye Wancheng naturally understood the soldiers' doubts, and then said:

"I'm with the soldiers at Xiaobaiyang Post. Can you tell everyone who you are?"

Ayijiang naturally understood and said in a louder voice:

"Hello, comrades, I am Ayi Jiang, a senior official in Junken City. When you are demobilized and transferred to other jobs, you can come to Junken City and I will do my best to help you arrange suitable jobs!"

The soldiers cheered, with tears in their eyes. What does this mean to them? No one can fail to understand.

After hanging up the phone, Ayi Jiang immediately held a team meeting. She didn't like to be sloppy, so she immediately repeated what had just happened.

Liu Junken first expressed his stance: "I wish I could. All of them are strong young men, much better than those who work in other places. Moreover, they have served in Northern Xinjiang for three years and have adapted to this place. I applaud with both hands!"

Only one member of the Standing Committee expressed doubts. He believed that some soldiers had low educational levels and might not be qualified for the work here.

Ayijiang didn't take it seriously: "Many grassroots jobs don't require any academic qualifications. Just get over it."

As a result, a new rule in Junken City was born, that is, when recruiting workers in Junken City, the children of Junken City and demobilized soldiers enjoy preferential and priority employment rights, and no unit is allowed to shirk the job under any excuse.

The soldiers left with a lot of gratitude, and Ye Wancheng felt a little complicated. They were just one family, and they were so grateful, but why did he feel uncomfortable in his heart?

Wei Quanyou patted him on the shoulder: "Zi Zi, this is the happiest thing you have done in the half-life we ​​have known each other!"

Ye Yuze didn't speak. Looking at the wrinkled face of his old comrade, he felt a little ashamed. He always felt that he was selfless, but compared to him, his life was not so pure.

When they reached the hillside where the defector was caught, the two decided to have lunch here.

Taking out the steamed buns and finger meat, Wei Quanyou picked some dried bush branches, lit a bunch of work, grilled the steamed buns and meat, and then ate it with milk tea.

But not long after eating, a jeep came roaring by. It turned out that the platoon leader arrived with the health workers. They took out several lunch boxes filled with freshly fried vegetables.

Ye Wancheng did not refuse. As a family, there was no need to be polite. The platoon leader also had a meal with them. I just didn’t dare to drink.

When they parted, the platoon leader saluted Ye Wancheng again with a military salute. Ye Wancheng returned the salute and then reflected:

"I neglected some things in the past. If you have any problems in the future, you can call me directly. As long as I live, I will do my best to solve it for you!"

Several people left crying and crying. The soldiers were all ordinary people, and most of them were even from ordinary families.

After they put on the military uniform, they have a sacred mission, but once they are demobilized, they become ordinary people and need to work hard for life like ordinary people.

And Ye Wancheng undoubtedly opened a way for them. The job in Junchen City means that they will have no worries about food and clothing for a lifetime.

When walking back, Ye Wancheng was obviously a little exhausted. Wei Quanyou patted Black and White on the back:

"Sit up, I don't want you to become a cripple."

Ye Wancheng didn't try to be brave. Who knows who is tired. It would be foolish to challenge Wei Quanyou.

Sitting on Niubei Mountain, chatting with Wei Quanyou who was walking next to him, he recalled everything from when they entered Xinjiang when they were teenagers to now in their seventies.

In the end, Wei Quanyou concluded: "We are satisfied. The old leader Quan Xia Youzhi will smile and praise us. Even if we go down to find him now, we will not feel guilty!"

Ye Wancheng nodded. He had dedicated his life here for decades. Nowadays, Northern Xinjiang has undergone earth-shaking changes. There are really no regrets.

The old chief who is buried in Tianshan will definitely be satisfied.

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