Great Power Army Reclamation

When they returned to Wei Quanyou's home, a car was already waiting there. Seeing them coming back, Ayi Jiang and Liu Junken walked out of the house.

Ye Wancheng asked curiously what they were doing here?

Ayi Jiang smiled, hugged his arm and said coquettishly: "Grandpa Ye, we miss you and are here to take you home."

Ye Wancheng touched her hair lovingly and nodded:

"Okay, let's go home. It's time for me to go to the institute."

Ayi Jiang had no intention of going back, but continued to act coquettishly:

"Grandpa, did you make that call because of the soldiers at Xiaobaiyang Post?"

Ye Wancheng was dumbfounded. This girl was indeed exquisite, but he couldn't tell her directly. After decades of immersion in officialdom, he had learned a lot.

First of all, everything should not be based on personal feelings, but should be based on the overall situation.

So he shook his head: "I met a few soldiers, but I didn't talk about this issue. I just remembered it because I saw it."

Wei Quanyou on the side just curled his lips. What bothered him most was that Ye Wancheng didn't say anything clearly and pretended to be superior.

But this matter really can't be dismantled. He doesn't understand politics, but since Ye Zi is pretending, there must be a reason for pretending.

"Well, Grandpa Ye is far-sighted and we must learn from you."

Liu Junken on the side slapped him with a rainbow fart at the right time, and Ayi Jiang secretly extended his thumb to give him a thumbs up.

Ayi Jiang shook Ye Wancheng's arm again at this time:

"Grandpa, I also want to visit the outpost. Can you take me there?"

Naturally, Ye Wancheng would not refuse this kind of thing. Today's children have less and less contact with the military, and they have completely lost the concept of the military and civilians being one family.

When the four people arrived at the outpost, Ye Wancheng couldn't help but sigh. In fact, he hadn't been here for many years.

The land here is barren, nothing grows at all, and there is a severe lack of water. The first poplar tree was planted only after the soldiers squeezed water from their teeth.

Moreover, the first outpost was built by Ye Wancheng and his friends. At that time, there was a shortage of building materials, so a group of them built this fortress out of stones and cement.

Decades later, there is no trace of the original fortress, replaced by a tall two-story building.

On the top of the small building is a lookout post, which is a standard feature of every post. The two soldiers were holding steel guns in their hands at this time, watching the movements on the opposite side with vigilance.

Next to the small building, there are two rows of barracks, which are where the soldiers live. They not only have dormitories and canteens, but also activity rooms and warehouses.

Looking at this, Ye Wancheng was filled with emotions. Today's soldiers' conditions are much better, but he knows how hard the soldiers were back then!

When they arrived, the soldiers were training. In addition to their regular patrol duties, the rest of their time is spent training and resting.

Seeing Ye Wancheng bringing people over, the soldiers immediately lined up to salute:

"Hello, Chief!"

Think about it, I was one of these soldiers back then, but now they call me the leader. There was also a sigh of relief in my heart.

In fact, he understood that the reason why the soldiers respected him so much was not because he was the leader, but because he helped them solve their problems.

It’s the same for any leader. If you want others to respect you, you have to do something that truly considers the people.

Rather than putting on airs and showing off one's authority based on one's status, one will only be scolded in the end.

Ye Wancheng actually doesn't know what Ayi Jiang and Liu Junken are doing here? Just introduced it to the soldiers.

The soldiers were dumbfounded. Even if they were close to Ye Wancheng and the others, it was because the old army was a soldier.

As for Ayi Jiang and Liu Junken, who were three generations of military men, there are not many traces of "soldiers" left.

Therefore, the relationship between the corps and the army today is no longer the same as before. They are just two units in different sequences.

Seeing that the soldiers' eyes were a little confused, Liu Junken took a step forward and introduced himself:

"I am a demobilized soldier. I once served in the South China Sea, so I can be considered to have participated in combat. And I am also a son of a soldier, so we are a family."

Having served in the military and being sons of the army, the soldiers felt that the distance between them had suddenly become closer.

Ayi Jiang also smiled slightly: "My mother is from the Kazakh ethnic group, and my father is from the second generation of military reclamation. I came back from studying in the United States. I am not only the third generation of military reclamation, but also a native of northern Xinjiang."

The soldiers suddenly clapped. Although they were just introducing themselves, the soldiers understood. They were telling them that we are a family.

At this time, Liu Junken interrupted again: "We were negligent in the past. Grandpa Ye and Grandpa Wei just introduced your situation. So we have decided."

"In the future, as long as they are demobilized soldiers in Northern Xinjiang, they will enjoy the same treatment as the children of the Corps, and we will arrange jobs for everyone at Xiaobaiyang Post without any conditions."

"Whoosh!"

Fierce applause sounded again. The palms of the soldiers had already turned red, but they still clapped desperately...

Wei Quanyou and Ye Wancheng both shed tears for these children. Although they are all soldiers, they are also children.

The report on the military reclamation of the city was quickly approved and notified to the military region. Soldiers throughout the Northern Xinjiang Military Region were encouraged by the news.

Although many people will not stay here even if they are demobilized, the decision of Military Reclamation City undoubtedly opens the door for all demobilized soldiers in Northern Xinjiang.

When Ye Wancheng returned to Junken City, Meihua and the others had already contacted each other to plan their trip to Kunming.

However, Ye Wancheng would never follow them to recuperate. According to him, wasting time is equivalent to killing money and killing people, and drug research and development is his only pleasure.

With the advent of new drugs one after another, although there is no good drug that can completely conquer cancer yet.

But there are already several drugs that effectively inhibit the growth of cancer cells, which naturally caused another sensation in the medical community.

The three old men have become the giants of the pharmaceutical industry. Their words may affect the development direction of many drugs.

Perhaps because of his teaching background, Liu Xiangdong is one of the people who receives more interviews from the media.

Ye Wancheng and John Lao, on the other hand, have been focusing on research and development, and reporters rarely see them.

Even if the relevant departments require them to participate in some activities, Ye Wancheng and Old John basically refuse.

Therefore, Ayijiang often needs to communicate to achieve his wishes.

According to Ye Wancheng: "At this age, I no longer care about fame. If I have that time, I might as well do something down-to-earth."

Therefore, generally such activities are represented by Liu Xiangdong.

As time went by, Liu Xiangdong got tired of it. After all, halo is only in the eyes of others.