He was reborn and became a firefighter again?

Chapter 452 A big move

Today is September 9th, Friday. There is a celebration banquet in the afternoon and the whole squadron has a rest.

However, leaders were coming, and Captain Zhang was also sitting at the squadron headquarters, talking to Director Cao and Captain Ye to understand the situation of the squadron. Although everyone had just returned from the police and was a little tired, they did not go to the third floor to hide. The first class organized themselves to wash the floor, and then the second class washed the cars. If nothing happened, they also helped in the kitchen and cleaning.

Four members of the No. 2 Squadron competed in the competition. The national honors they just received include one individual first place, one individual fifth place, and the team first place. This is the biggest honor the No. 2 Squadron has received since its establishment. No one wants to overshadow it. A little dust.

Fang Huai, the leader of the heroes, was running around in the second squadron.

"Did you call the police again just now? Did it almost explode?"

"Fires are so dangerous. You must be careful and careful! Huh?"

"When you become a cadre, I heard that it will take more than ten years before you can retire. Your father and I are worried about you every day!"

"I told you that you shouldn't have listened to your father and asked you to become a soldier. Your uncle also asked you to work as a firefighter because he said the treatment was good..."

Zhang Mei looked at her son and thought of what she had just heard from Fang Huai's comrades about the police dispatch at noon. She felt that the wealth he had been accumulating recently was a pile of zeros, and Fang Huai's health was the "one".

……

Fang Huai felt relieved.

Within two minutes, Fang Huai suddenly saw the administrative car driving into the backyard. He realized that the savior was coming, and immediately rushed to greet it.

Fang Huai:......

Fifteen minutes later, the entire squadron blew the whistle and gathered on the fourth floor.

So, in an instant, he forgot his identity as "Mr. Zhang" in the company and started working in his old profession.

If you want to see it, love to see it, it will definitely look good.

As soon as the phrase "second mother" came out, the two women immediately stopped talking.

Fortunately, when she walked to the backyard, Zhang Mei saw Fang Huai's oncoming comrades staring at his son with teasing eyes. She finally remembered that when Fang Huai was a child, he followed a group of wild children outside to climb over the wall tiles, but she was killed. He found him with Fang Kaiyang, and Fang Kaiyang took him home, and then Fang Huai went on a hunger strike for several days.

Yang Shaoqing's cheeks were red, and Zhang Mei was also staring at the cute "second daughter". The more she looked at her, the more she liked her, and a pleased smile appeared on her face.

The propaganda officer of the detachment kept taking pictures with his camera.

Fang Huai twisted his mouth.

"Mother".

"I know, I know, I know!

But everyone in the squadron will go there once, but few people will go to the honor room for the second time.

"No way! No way! I will tell you to pay attention to your safety every time the police go out, okay?"

No matter how awesome Fang Huai is outside, he will only be convinced by the two women who are most important to him.

That’s fine, a dead Taoist friend will not die a poor Taoist.

The nagging shifted.

Yang Shaoqing started blowing air through his mouth again, suppressing a smile and blinking his big eyes.

"Young master, Fang Huai has been naughty and ignorant since he was a child..."

The kids looked at Fang Huai like this at that time.

"Okay, okay, Brother Yang, help me forward a copy of the text messages I send you to your second mother!"

As soon as Zhang Mei came, the whole squadron had to watch the large-scale documentary "Mother's Love Like a Mountain". Fang Huai was talked about by his mother so much that he walked up and down the squadron. In the meantime, he hid in the toilet for several minutes and squatted in it. Hu Hongzhi saw Fang Huai standing in the pit next to him, doing nothing for a long time. He let out a long "Hey~" and then walked out of the pit with heavy steps.

Fang Huai took Yang Shaoqing to the third floor to process information on the computer for a while. He just enjoyed the pleasure of working with men and women without getting tired. When he got downstairs, he was chased by his mother and talked about it for half an hour, and finally felt a little numb. .

the man.

"Mom, our leader is here. Please chat with Brother Yang for a while! Chat for a while!"

"You usually ask me to exercise well, and the results will be... uh, uh, uh!"

So, he looked at the smiling Yang Shaoqing next to him and sent out a distress signal.

This is today’s event: Words of Growth in the Honors Room.

"Okay, okay, I won't talk about you anymore, but from now on, every time you go to the police, you have to report to mom that you are safe!"

Sometimes, I really want to call the police and have myself arrested.

It’s late September, is winter coming?

In Guizhou, it starts to get cold in December! This is a temporary cold wave! Two days later, it’s been 12 degrees Celsius. It’s too hot for me to wear shorts. You want me to wear cotton pants?

Men with cars stay in the garage, while men without cars stay in the toilet.

A group of people followed the three leaders of the detachment upstairs.

It is not a party and government conference room, nor is it a large conference hall.

Yang Shaoqing's fragrant hand suddenly burst out with thunderous power and covered Fang Huai's mouth.

"...That's what your uncle said. Besides, it's been cold these past two days, and you're wearing such thin clothes! It's going to be winter soon. Why aren't you wearing the cotton sweater and woolen pants I sent you?"

When I first joined the army, I was asked to read books every day, and I entered the army to take the military academy exam. Why did my tone change again when I became a cadre? ! "

"Hey, Yang is very quick, you just stand here and watch the show? Why don't you say a few words to me?"

My son is more concerned about face.

Captain Zhang spoke from the front, his voice echoing loudly:

"I took a look just now. Your honor room is too small. It will be moved to a new building later and needs to be bigger. Your second squadron has not been established for a long time. It still lacks some history, but it is also a good thing. , the history of the Second Squadron must be created by you.

You have to prove that in the 21st century, the squadrons established in the new era still have the passion and hard-working spirit inherited by the older generation of revolutionaries! "

Political Commissar Cheng smiled and nodded: "I think, let's just make it a hall of honor, let them look at the empty hall to earn honors for the squadron, look at the distant mountains and work hard, and see how many years the second squadron can fill up a hall! "

Li Zhi looked back at the soldiers.

"Do you have the confidence to fill a hall with your honors in ten years?"

The three leaders are all veterans in ideological work. Their words are full of expectations, which makes the soldiers behind them feel excited.

"Have!"

This year, the Second Squadron has changed a lot.

Everyone knows what it was like before.

He Zhijun was seconded to a squadron, and Luo was also transferred to Chongqing. Talents were trained for others, but every time they competed, newcomers could not come up. The veterans were forced by the squadron to rejuvenate and figure out how to keep the provincial capital special service for the squadron. The face of the brand was so bad that Xiong Jie went to the hospital.

The leaders of the main team and detachment come occasionally. Compared with ordinary squadrons, it cannot be said that the frequency is lower, but compared with the first squadron, it is far behind.

They also know that the expectations of them from above are not high, and it is Cao Yi, a cadre who refuses to admit defeat, who is fighting for that tone.

But now, things have changed.

The entire team's attention is focused here. Leaders appear frequently as if they are worthless. Performance opportunities that used to be fought for are now available at any time.

Although the soldiers don't understand many policies and reforms, they know very well that this is not because times have changed and the leaders love the grassroots, but that the Second Squadron has become important.

Fang Huai sometimes casually mentioned some of the things to everyone, such as new cars and equipment, special training, and special subsidies for positions. In other squadrons, it is still the same conditions that hope for the stars and the moon, but cannot come.