Chapter 2171

Zhou Andong, Gu Bing, and Wu Huilin left the factory department, and then asked Lian Kai to pick up the old man and the old lady, and asked Shen Mingwei to pick up Shang Hui and the others from the provincial station at the guesthouse.

After Zhou Andong made the arrangements, he pulled open the car door and was about to get in when he saw an old man in military uniform, leaning on a cane, walking bit by bit toward the factory department. Old Zhao was beside him, still saying something.

With a "bang," Zhou Andong closed the car door and walked over, because he recognized who the old man in military uniform leaning on a cane was.

Seeing Zhou Andong, Old Zhao ran over: "Chairman, this old comrade wants to see you."

"Comrade Zhou!" The old man raised his hand and saluted.

This old man was exactly the old soldier he met at the Beijing railway station at the end of last year, who was made difficult by the ticket inspector when he bought a ticket for the disabled.

Later, because Zhou Andong's classmate who was a soldier sacrificed his life for a just cause, he was to be buried in the Jiangzhou Martyrs' Cemetery.

That day, the old soldier was also visiting his comrades-in-arms at the cemetery, and met Zhou Andong again. The two talked a lot.

The old soldier was old. This was his last time coming to the Jiangzhou Martyrs' Cemetery to visit his comrades-in-arms, and he would not have a chance to come again in the future.

Therefore, Zhou Andong gave the old soldier a business card and invited him to guard the cemetery after the cemetery was repaired, so that he could accompany his comrades-in-arms every day.

The old soldier had never married in his life, had no children, and had few relatives, and they were no longer in contact, so he readily accepted Zhou Andong's invitation and went home with the business card.

After arranging things at home, he stepped on the train to Jiangzhou again. After getting off the train, he took Zhou Andong's business card and asked how to get to the Yugong Group.

A taxi driver, seeing that it was Zhou Andong's business card, sent the old soldier over without saying a word, and didn't even ask for the fare.

"Senior, you finally came. I was worried that you would go back on your word."

Seeing Zhou Andong, the old soldier was very excited: "Being able to accompany my comrades-in-arms every day, how could I go back on my word."

Zhou Andong pulled the old soldier into the car: "The cemetery is under construction and will be completely finished by the end of October. There are two construction unit employees on night watch there now. I will send you over tomorrow. For the time being, the three of you will be there."

"After the cemetery is built, the construction unit people will withdraw, and the cemetery management office will arrange night watch personnel. At that time, you will have a companion and won't be too bored alone."

The old soldier said with a smile: "I have lived alone for most of my life, and I have long been used to it."

Zhou Andong didn't explain too much. The cemetery was managed by the Municipal Civil Affairs Bureau. And under the structure of the Municipal Civil Affairs Bureau, there was a special cemetery management office.

Although this cemetery management office seemed small in scale, it also had a clear organizational structure. In addition to the director and deputy director, it was also equipped with three staff members.

Logically speaking, such staffing should be able to ensure the daily operation of the cemetery and that all related matters are handled properly.

But in the past few decades, this cemetery management office was almost an empty shell, which could be said to be a mere formality, and did not play any due role.

On weekdays, unless there were some special activities that needed to be prepared and arranged, or important occasions such as superior leaders coming to inspect work, the people in the management office could not appear in the cemetery.

Most of the time, the cemetery was in a state of being relatively ignored, as if it had been forgotten in the corner of the city, let alone any effective maintenance and management.

However, the situation was now very different. At the beginning of the decision to repair and expand the cemetery, Chen Wenqi gave clear instructions.

The cemetery management office must be relocated to the inside of the cemetery and must fully play its due important functions, and must never be a mere formality and a mere formality as in the past.

In this way, the future cemetery management office would definitely not be an insignificant and dispensable unit like before, and it would definitely increase its staff and expand its establishment.

Regardless of whether these new personnel belonged to the establishment or outside the establishment, every position was a radish pit. And the old soldier going to the cemetery to watch the night, even if it was outside the establishment, could be considered to occupy one of the positions.

And the problem was that being able to occupy these radish pits, whether inside or outside the establishment, must have inextricable links with certain leaders.

You Zhou Andong have a big face. One pit is occupied by the arranged person. Where should the person originally planned to occupy the pit go? So, the only solution is to dig a new pit.

Originally, one person was enough for the night watch work, but after the old soldier entered, it might become two or four people.

The old soldier looked at the scenery flashing past outside the window and asked: "Comrade Zhou, are we going to the cemetery?"

"We are going to eat!" Zhou Andong said with a smile: "There are a few guests tonight, and you just happened to catch up, senior. Let's have a drink together."

The old soldier was stunned and hurriedly said: "This won't do. You are inviting guests to dinner. I am a disabled old man, I can't mess around. Stop the car and let me down quickly. I'll find a place to stay for the night, and I'll come to find you tomorrow."

Zhou Andong patted the old soldier's leg: "Senior, in my heart, no one can compare to you. If you don't go when I invite them to dinner, then I will invite you alone and let them eat by themselves."

"This—this—" The old soldier became a little hurried. He really didn't expect Zhou Andong to value him so much.

"If it weren't for the sacrifice of your generation, how could we have the good days we have today?" Zhou Andong continued: "It was your generation that finished fighting the war, so our generation doesn't have to fight anymore, and we can cry when we want to cry and laugh when we want to laugh."

The old soldier looked out the car window, his eyes red, and his eyes became a little ethereal.

"General Peng said that war, if we don't fight, our sons will have to fight, and our grandsons will have to fight. In our generation, we are covered in blood and mud, so, let us fight."

Just then, the car stopped. Wang Wentian said: "Chairman, we have arrived at the city committee."

"Senior, you sit in the car." Zhou Andong pushed open the car door and got out, coming to the guard post: "Comrade, report to Secretary Chen and say that I have arrived at the main gate."

How could the armed police on duty not know Zhou Andong? After saluting, he picked up the phone and dialed the extension.

Soon, Cheng Zhanjun, accompanied by Chen Wenqi, Deng Changli, and several city leaders, came out of the city committee office building.

A group of people followed them, looking like there were more than thirty people.

This made Zhou Andong's mouth twitch fiercely. This was really coming to slaughter his local tyrant. There were so many people.

"Old Secretary!" Zhou Andong thought in his heart, a smile appeared on his face, and he stretched out his hand from afar to greet them.

Cheng Zhanjun shook hands with Zhou Andong and said with a smile: "Look, our big group of people are all waiting to slaughter your local tyrant."

"No problem!" Zhou Andong said very atmospherically: "Today you can eat to your heart's content."