flstandardbreds Chapter 112 What Do You Want?
Chapter 112 What Do You Want?
At this time, Marshal Duan sat back on the rattan chair, picked up the fishing rod again, and said in a leisurely manner: "Hongfei, you still have merit in this matter, and you will be rewarded if you have merit."
"Tell me what you want!"
"Of course, not too much."
"If you want the throne of Emperor Dongying, I don't have the ability to reward you."
Lin Hongfei had already discussed with Qian Minghe in advance, and he already had a plan for this issue, so he took a step forward and said, "Commander, I do have a request."
"Oh, talk about it!"
"My subordinates missed the enrollment of Baoding Military Academy this year, but they don't want to delay a year in vain."
"Therefore, I implore the commander-in-chief to allow me to enter Baoding Military Academy and obtain a formal student status!"
After Lin Hongfei finished speaking, Marshal Duan didn't even think about it, and was even a little surprised in his words: "Is that all?"
"Correct!"
"Minghe and the others can help you with this kind of thing, so why bother to ask me." Marshal Duan said with a smile.
"After all, this matter is not in line with the school's rules, so the subordinates dare not act rashly, and ask the commander-in-chief for approval." Lin Hongfei said.
Marshal Duan nodded: "Yes!"
As he said that, he immediately called a follower: "Go, tell the Ministry of Army and Baoding Military Academy, and ask them to add Lin Hongfei to the admission list of this year's military academy."
"Yes!"
The entourage took the order and left quickly.
Qian Minghe and Lin Hongfei looked at each other with expressions of joy on their faces.
Marshal Duan has already spoken, let's see who dares to make irresponsible remarks in private, and who dares to use the fact that Lin Hongfei went to school against the rules as an excuse to plot against Lin Hongfei.
At this time, Marshal Duan said slowly: "Hongfei, it is indeed the right choice for you to choose to go to the military academy."
"Your grandfather Lin Qingsong is a good person. It can be said that he has left you a lot of favors and lost a lot of popularity."
"But you can't just sit back and eat. You have to rely on yourself if you want to revitalize your Lin family."
"There are many good talents among the previous students of Baoding Military Academy. When you go there in the future, you must learn to make friends, and you must not only rely on the old book left by your grandfather."
"do you understand!"
This is already regarded as the teaching of the elders to the younger generation, Lin Hongfei immediately saluted and said: "Hongfei understands, thank you for your teaching!"
Marshal Duan nodded slightly, said nothing, and began to shift his attention to the fishing rod in his hand.
Qian Minghe immediately understood, and then took Lin Hongfei to bid farewell to Marshal Duan, and the old and the young left here quickly.
After Lin Hongfei and Qian Minghe left, Marshal Duan stood up suddenly, walked to the table, took out the Jade Seat Golden Buddha from the golden nanmu box, and then appraised this priceless antique with a satisfied expression.
On the way back, Lin Hongfei asked Qian Minghe, "Master, do you have any acquaintances in Qingcheng, Lu Province?"
"Qingcheng? Yes, why are you asking this?" Qian Minghe was a little puzzled.
Lin Hongfei explained: "I want to go to Qingcheng to jointly open a dyeing factory with someone, and I want to find someone who is familiar with the place to help me choose a venue or something."
"Opening a dyeing factory, why do you think of doing this!" Qian Minghe asked.
"Isn't it because I have two spare cash in my pocket, wanting money to make money!"
"I've lived through such a hard life for so long, I'm so poor!" Lin Hongfei said with a smile.
"You boy, all right, open it if you want. It's best to make a profit. If you lose money, I'm still in the pocket. Let go and do it."
Qian Minghe thought for a while and then said: "Well, the president of the Qingcheng Chamber of Commerce is an old friend of mine. I will write him a letter tonight, and you will send someone to my house tomorrow to ask for the housekeeper."
"With this personal letter, if you ask him for something, he will definitely help!"
"Hee hee, thank you, old man, without you, I wouldn't be able to do anything!" Lin Hongfei laughed.
"Nonsense, you're as smart as a monkey, you're still better than others without me!" Qian Minghe scolded with a smile.
After the two chatted for a while, Lin Hongfei asked another question: "Old man, if I go to the military academy, then the position of the deputy chief will be none of my business."
"Nonsense, what's the matter, you still want to take this guy to school." Qian Minghe said.
Lin Hongfei smacked his lips and regretted, "It's a pity, I finally became an official, so I'm gone."
"Is it okay to be a little promising? A small deputy director makes you so reluctant."
"The schooling period of the military academy is only two years, and it will be soon. If you go there, don't be reluctant to spend money. I know that your kid has made a lot of money since he became the deputy director."
"Spend all this money and make friends, even if it's wine and meat friends, you can't guarantee that you will be able to use it someday."
"When you graduate in two years, the commander-in-chief appreciates you. We old guys are still in office. I dare not say anything else. Within two years, I will let you be the head of the group."
"In five years, if you strive hard, the positions of brigade commander and division commander will be within your reach!"
"Boy, work hard, don't waste such a good opportunity!" Qian Minghe said with a serious expression.
Lin Hongfei knew that Qian Minghe was sincerely doing it for his own good, so he withdrew his smile, nodded vigorously and said, "Don't worry, old man, I will never let you down."
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Dongying
In the extremely high-standard Fujiwara family cemetery, many members of the Fujiwara family and guests are participating in the funeral of Fujiwara Tatsunobu, an important member of the Fujiwara family, with a heavy heart.
At the funeral, Fujiwara Tatsunobu's favorite eldest grandson Fujiwara Chuta's eyes were red, and his hands clenched into fists were trembling uncontrollably.
Until this moment, he didn't accept the reality that his grandfather left him, which made Fujiwara Tadata fall into extreme sadness.
And in this endless sadness, there is a terrible anger hidden.
"Damn the people of the Republic of China, it's them, it's them that made grandpa's disease worse and died."
"If they hadn't blocked it, if they hadn't demonstrated, grandpa might have already taken the medicine that can cure the disease."
"And the government will not send someone to reprimand grandpa for seeking medical treatment, causing grandpa to become emotional and aggravate his condition!"
Fujiwara Chuta knew that the death of his grandfather Fujiwara Tatsunobu was an inevitable fact, but he would involuntarily look for a vent in this grief.
Therefore, the people of the Republic of China who are the best to bully become the target of his venting.
As for the official of Dongying, Fujiwara Tadata is not stupid, he can't afford to offend.
When the funeral was over, Fujiwara Chuta immediately proposed to the family that he would go to the Republic of China to manage the family's property, and find those who were behind the scenes by the way, kill them all, and avenge his grandfather!
The Fujiwara family agreed, after all, they felt that it was time for Fujiwara Tadata to go out and practice.
"Zhongtai, the family plans to open a textile printing and dyeing factory in Qingcheng, Lu Province of the Republic of China. Since you studied printing and dyeing in Germany, you will be in charge of this matter!" said the family leader, father Kazutora Fujiwara .
Fujiwara Chuta nodded vigorously: "Yes, father, please rest assured, I will develop the printing and dyeing factory of the Fujiwara family into the largest printing and dyeing factory in Qingcheng, and completely control the printing and dyeing market in Lu Province from now on!"
"Okay, very good, very energetic!"
"This is the ambition that a child of the Fujiwara family should have!" Kazutora Fujiwara praised.
Kneeling on the tatami, Fujiwara Chuta straightened up, his eyes involuntarily looked at the portrait of his grandfather on the altar:
"Grandpa, please watch from the sky, I will use the blood of the people of the Republic of China to avenge you!"