He was reborn and became a firefighter again?

Chapter 192 Two Hundred Instructors

That night, the entire squadron showed off their underwear.

A unique class meeting of the entire squadron reclassified the squadron personnel.

The next morning, Fang Huai looked at the form on the wall and couldn't help laughing.

Everyone is really not in trouble.

There are only a few columns on the form: name, target (price), and how much money has been saved.

Old sergeants basically have some money, ranging from ten thousand to twenty thousand to hundreds of thousands. Their goals are basically to buy a car or a house. Some of the numbers they fill in may be a little clumsy.

But the gap between first-term non-commissioned officers and conscripts is too big.

Kong Xiangzhong went back to his hometown to buy a villa and a car for 150 million yuan, and currently has a debt of 3200 yuan.

Liu Jianfeng bought a house locally for 40 yuan and currently has a debt of 930 yuan.

Chen Zhenghai bought a house and a car locally for 80. His goal of buying a house has been achieved and he can also buy a car. The squadron will not let him stop.

Damn it, another rich second generation has appeared in the second squadron.

Zhang Yang, who saved 500 yuan, currently has a debt of yuan.

Qi Xiaohui, don’t owe money before you retire. Currently you have saved 2600 yuan.

Meng Qiang has saved 330 yuan to buy a digital camera, a computer and a set of disassembly tools.

Well, this guy is still obsessed with dismantling electrical appliances after all, so he is considered useless.

Chang Ming, saved 200,000, and currently has 80,000.

This number shocked Cao Yi last night. A volunteer and a cook had saved 80,000 yuan. It was so fucking scary.

After asking about it, his parents were afraid that he would not have enough money in the army, so they gave him more than 20,000 yuan when he joined the army, and he also received thousands more in wages every month. After he left the army, he would cook with the squad leader, and there would be a kitchen where he could eat and drink whatever he wanted. , except for smoking, I almost didn’t spend any money.

Of course, it is not Chang Ming's turn to come forward as the rich man in the squadron.

Han Yong wants to take leave and go out to buy two sets of autumn clothes. He currently has 30 saved.

Fang Huai, just live a happy life and don’t need money.

It was so confusing that these two people were next to each other, so much so that when it was posted this morning, sergeants one after another stared at the wall for a long time with their hands behind their backs and smacking their lips.

Strictly speaking, taking leave to go out and buying two sets of autumn clothes constitute a causal relationship, but is it too much to just save 30 yuan? !

In fact, Mr. Han has made the logical relationship very strict. The 30 is for pocket money, isn't it just for buying these things?

What sparked the most discussion was the perpetrator of this property disclosure incident, Fang Huai.

Forget about educating us poor bums. If you are not short of money and don’t need to save, why don’t you donate more?

"Fang Huai, what are you looking at? Is the equipment checked?" Cao Yi passed by Fang Huai and patted him.

"Oh! Checked."

"Then let's go! The rehearsal has been canceled for this big exercise. I'll take you squad leaders and deputy squad leaders to the site to get familiar with it! By then, there will be mistakes elsewhere!"

"Yes, instructor!"

Fang Huai immediately followed Cao Yi's footsteps.

Cao Yi then lowered his voice and said: "Didn't I ask you to donate 10% of your salary yesterday and take the opportunity to mention the standard of favor gifts? Why didn't you do as I said?"

Fang Huai rolled his eyes: "Instructor, I give 10% to the families of heroes, so I have two or three hundred at least. What about me? Is it possible to give yuan?! Isn't it too much?"

Cao Yi said bitterly: "Is this specific to this incident? Nowadays, the exchanges of favors between comrades are getting more and more excessive! Whoever gets married can easily pay five hundred and eight hundred yuan! I won't take the opportunity to make a rule for them. The limit makes me feel like a rich man!”

"Definitely." Fang Huai raised his hands and surrendered: "Instructor, you want to legislate to let me, a recruit, offend others. Your plan is too loud! I gave you fifty yuan, and now the whole squadron is scolding me. Pick!"

"Fifty is too little? I only gave five hundred as a gift to an instructor. How much more are you going to give to a bad recruit like you?"

Fang Huai finally stopped and said with a semi-serious expression:

"Five hundred instructors...I am going to send two hundred instructors."

……

In the auditorium of Nuoda's funeral home, bursts of mourning and music covered the voices of many people.

A man wearing a leather jacket sat at a table next to the ice coffin. Next to him were Wang Yunkun's parents, several squadron comrades, and Ye Jiahong.

"Sister-in-law, we are a decoration loan company. We signed the contract at the beginning, and we get three-cent profit!

This money has been borrowed for a year and a half, and the interest has already amounted to tens of thousands. We only lent him the money because we saw that his job was stable and his girlfriend did have a house!

A loan of 130,000 yuan, now you just give me 60,000 yuan and let me go, isn't it appropriate? "

The words fell.

"Dong dong dong."

Ye Jiahong knocked on the iron table and said: "I don't care what company you are in, this is the martyrs' mourning hall. It's just not okay to make trouble here!"

Leather Jacket glanced sideways at Ye Jiahong's military uniform and said coldly:

"What, who owes money and doesn't need to pay it back? I'm legally collecting debts, why are I making a fuss? Did I make a fuss? Did I make a fuss? You haven't given me the money in the past two days, the mourning hall has been evacuated, and once the person leaves, where can I find someone?" !”

Leather Jacket's voice got louder and louder, and several soldiers looked at the mourning hall full of people and immediately stood up to scold him.

Wang Yunkun's father quickly stood up and pressed his hands, fearing that they would have a conflict:

"You...Boss Wu."

Leather Jacket smiled: "I don't dare, I'm just a part-time worker, just call me Xiao Wu."

"Hey..." Wang Yunkun's father sighed:

"Xiao Wu, you also saw that yesterday, I gave you all the yuan sent by Yun Kun's comrades, plus the yuan returned by his girlfriend.

I also asked my boss about Yunkun's pension yesterday, and it will take two months to get it. The money is paid by the Civil Affairs Bureau, so how can we control it?

As a couple, we really have no money. Even if you skin me, I won’t have any! "

Wang Yunkun's mother also said with a sad face: "Xiao Wu, your interest is 3900 yuan a month. In one and a half years, Yunkun will repay you almost yuan in interest alone.

His girlfriend took another 30,000 yuan. How much of that money did he use during his lifetime?

I have heard from my relatives that the renovation loan should be handled by the homeowner. How could I lend it to my Yunkun in the first place?

Moreover, the interest rate for this kind of loan is only a few cents. Can your interest rate be lower? "

When Leather Jacket heard this, he got angry and took out the oil paper bag containing 60,000 yuan from his pocket and slapped it on the table:

"This is not okay! There is a contract! 36% a year, I'm not afraid of going to court!

You have to pay this money back in one go! If you delay any longer, you will have to pay interest on the extra time! "

One sentence brought the old couple to tears again.

It took two months for Wang Yunkun's pension to arrive, and the interest was a small 8,000 yuan.

Leather Jacket saw that the couple had softened and stopped making trouble. He smiled and looked at the soldiers who were about to attack just now and said with a smile:

"You guys have such a good relationship with him, why don't you think of a way? It's a delay, but there is interest. If I can't pay it off here, I have to follow them home."

Several soldiers and Ye Jiahong also wiped their foreheads, not knowing what to do.

Apart from college, Ye Jiahong only had four years of salary, and he bought a house with a down payment, so he had no savings at all.

The other warriors each have their own difficulties.

<divclass="contentadv"> "Let's get it together, please call and help us borrow it." Ye Jiahong said helplessly.

He also understood in his heart that even if he wore a military uniform, he would have to pay back the money he borrowed according to the contract.

Why is this stupid Wang Yunkun borrowing money blindly? What's the point of being poor and generous? Why!

Several people took out their mobile phones and began to figure out how to get so much money.

At this time, several imposing middle-aged men in military uniforms walked into the door.

When Ye Jiahong saw it, he immediately stood up and shouted: "Detachment leader! Chief of staff! Instructor!"

Several other soldiers also stood up when they saw several school officers.

Zhang Zhongting looked him up and down, but ignored him. He walked to the center in front of the soul and saluted solemnly.

Several people stepped forward one after another and saluted.

The last one was wearing a camouflage uniform but had no military rank.

Still stepping forward, he looked at the hero's photo, raised his hand, and gave a less than standard military salute.

Ye Jiahong has met this person before.

Fang Huai's father.

The appearance of several people immediately attracted widespread attention in the hall.

After several people saluted, Zhang Zhongting walked to the table where Wang Yunkun's parents were.

The power of these people is different from the big soldiers at the table. The leather jacket just now no longer dared to make a sound, and the body sat up straighter.

"Xiaoye, the detachment's big drill is coming soon. I heard that you are giving up your job and don't want to do it anymore?" Zhang Zhongting smiled and asked lukewarmly.

As soon as the words fell, Ye Jiahong didn't even have time to explain.

"What the fuck..." He Laojiao behind him was already cursing and rushed up to fuck him.

Ye Jiahong immediately covered his face, and several non-commissioned officers next to him were also frightened.

However, He Laojiao was stopped by Zhang Zhongting who raised his hand.

Ye Jiahong heaved a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the leader was here, otherwise, He Laojiao meant to do it, but he really did it.

Zhang Zhongting whispered: "Heroes' Hall, you can take him back later and fight again."

Several soldiers nearby were frightened.

Ye Jiahong's scalp was numb and he didn't know how to explain it later.

Cao Yi was scratching his head about the squadron leader's mental problem, but He Laojiao just raised his hand and half of it was cured.

"Are you... the family members of hero Wang Yunkun?" Zhang Zhongting asked.

"Ah, yes, yes, leader, what mistake did Xiaoye make? Don't hit him!" Wang Yunkun's parents immediately stood up and begged.

Last night, Ye Jiahong was busy and gave so much money. The old couple were also very touched.

"No fight, no fight, Xiaoye, you go back first." Zhang Zhongting said with a smile.

Unexpectedly, when Ye Jiahong saw the old couple defending him like this, his eyes turned red again: "Detachment leader, I must help my uncle and aunt solve the problem today before leaving! Instructor, I came out without asking for leave, so you punish me!"

"Hey, I..." He Laojiao was so angry that he clenched his molars: "Can you solve this problem? Climb!"

Zhang Zhongting smiled and said: "We are here today to solve the problem. We are very sorry that Wang Yunkun was not named a martyr as a hero, but our detachment invited Mr. Fang from Huaili Electric. Mr. Fang heard about this situation and was very moved and decided to Sponsor 100,000 yuan to express condolences to the families of the heroes and martyrs."

Everyone was stunned.

Ye Jiahong searched his mind for a long time and confirmed again that this man was Fang Huai's father.

Fang, the surname also matches.

Isn’t Fang Huai’s family in poor condition? ? Why is it that Mr. Fang is the sponsor invited by the detachment again?

"Leader...who are the family members of the heroes and martyrs?" Wang Yunkun's mother was excited and looked at Zhang Zhongting and said.

"Brother, eldest sister, it's you." Fang Kaiyang finally spoke.

As he spoke, he took out a bundle of cash from the bag in his hand and put it on the table.

"You...you...thank you for the leadership's concern..."

The old couple never dreamed that they would see such timely rain in their lives. As they spoke, they knelt down.

Fang Kaiyang immediately went to help: "No, no, no! I am a veteran, and my son is also an active firefighter. This is what it should be!"

After calming the old couple, they turned around and said to Captain Ye: "Captain Ye, come on."

Ye Jiahong felt eighty points relieved at this time, and immediately ran to Fang Kaiyang and saluted.

"Hello, uncle, thank you! It's really been a big help!"

Fang Kaiyang pulled Ye Jiahong aside and said:

"I am also a veteran. Is it okay to call you Xiaoye?"

"No problem, no problem!" Ye Jiahong nodded repeatedly.

Fang Kaiyang became a little serious at this time:

"Captain Ye, my son Fang Huai asked me to come here specifically to express the warning you gave him when he was the deputy squad leader, and also, please let me convey a sentence to you: Know the responsibility in your heart, take responsibility in your body, Fulfill your responsibilities!”

This incident really happened, but the name of the place was not mentioned and the name was changed.

The author thought a lot at that time.

The martyr mechanism, cherishing time, the principle of cadres, the consumption concept of soldiers, lending...

So in these chapters, what I want to write is quite complicated. I used the adaptation of this real event to cover it all in one go. Now that I think about it, it seems a bit complicated. I apologize if it makes you feel uncomfortable.

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