Rebirth of the Rising Sun

Jin Dake shook his head and handed the file back to Wu Fuliang, then walked out of the Organization Department's office with a depressed look on his face. He really didn't gain anything from this trip. But he knew that Mr. He would not mention a name that had nothing to do with him. What was annoying was that the leader didn't directly name the relationship, but made him guess. He really didn't know what to do.

Confused, Jin Dake left the Yongyang Municipal Party Committee compound and went straight home. He needed to think carefully about the power relationship involved and what kind of person Feng Sizhe was, and why he attracted the attention of Mr. He who was far away in Kyoto?

Jin Dake returned home so early, which made his wife a little confused. Although he could not be said to be a model of working early and returning late, at least he rarely left early, so his wife asked him a few questions casually.

In the spirit of the people's wisdom, Jin Dake told him about Mr. He's call and the troubles in his heart. When she heard that he was worried about this matter, she laughed and said to Jin Dake: "I see you are really anxious and confused. The Yongyang Organization Department can't find out, don't you ask your comrades in Kyoto? Didn't you always say that there is no suitable opportunity to communicate with them? Now it's all right, Mr. He's call is such a big deal, listen to me, go ask them, I guarantee that they will not only tell you the truth, but also treat you more intimately."

"Oh, is this possible? I haven't been in touch with them for a long time. Those comrades are in Kyoto. I am indeed the political commissar of a military sub-district in Yongyang. Will they really give me face and tell me the truth?" After listening to his wife's words, Jin Dake was still a little unsure.

"Hey, if you don't believe it, just give it a try. Practice makes perfect. Don't you always say this?" The old man smiled and looked at Jin Dake with encouraging eyes.

Seeing his wife so confident, Jin Dake decided to give it a try and called a comrade-in-arms whom he hadn't contacted for a long time. As soon as he got through the phone, after he gave his name, the other party's words became much colder. Seeing that the other party didn't seem to be very enthusiastic, he was a little hesitant. He didn't know whether he should tell the problem in his heart. After all, the other party didn't seem to want to pay attention to him. Then, if he asked the other party for advice, would the other party really tell him the truth?

Finally, he couldn't resist the encouragement from his wife's eyes. Besides, he had already made the call, so he might as well ask this question. So Jin Dake told the story about Mr. He calling and mentioning a person named Feng Sizhe.

"What? Mr. He? That Mr. He?" The other party obviously thought of something and got excited.

"Oh, it's Mr. He Chuanjiong, the former member of the Central Military Commission." Jin Dawei thought that the other party even looked down on Mr. He, so he quickly explained the positions Mr. He held during the Dingsheng period.

"Ah? It's really Mr. He. Wait, Dake, what did you say just now? You said Mr. He mentioned a man named Feng Sizhe, right?" The attitude of his comrade suddenly became very enthusiastic and very good, which made Jin Dake a little overwhelmed, but he still said truthfully, "Yes, it was Mr. He who took the initiative to bring it up. At the same time, Mr. He also mentioned General Zhao Mingyuan, the political commissar of the Kyoto Military Region."

"Ah? All right, Feng Sizhe, right? Well, Dake, wait for my call. I'll use my connections to check for you right away. Wait for my call." The comrade in Kyoto was very enthusiastic and changed his indifferent attitude just now. After Jin Dake hung up the phone, he criticized his wife and said, "Look, although he was enthusiastic and gave me face, he still didn't tell me the truth. He still told me to wait. I don't know when I will be able to wait."

Jin Dake felt that he had lost face in front of his comrades and was feeling a little depressed. He just drank a cup of tea and was thinking about standing up and walking out, wanting to go out for a stroll to relax. However, as soon as he stood up from the sofa at home, the phone started ringing.