Rebirth of the Rising Sun

"Oh, nothing. How about it, Chen Hu, do you find it interesting to come with me to the county town? If you feel that it is not meaningful for you to work in the Eighth Bureau of the Ministry of Public Security, I will talk to my uncle and have you transferred back." Looking at the neatly dressed Chen Hu in front of him, Feng Sizhe nodded. He was very satisfied with the guard sent by his grandfather to protect him. He was a man of few words, willing to work, able to do good things, and loyal enough, which completely met his standards for employing people.

"Boss, did I do something wrong? I feel good following you and I don't want to leave you." When Chen Hu heard that Feng Sizhe was going to transfer his job, he immediately stood up excitedly.

Feng Sizhe saw this excitement. He reached out and patted Chen Hu on the shoulder. "Okay, don't get excited. I just said it casually. To be honest, I'm a little reluctant to let you leave me. Haha, by the way, what do you think of Wang Fanghua and Wang Jiefang who are following you? Can they cooperate with your work?"

Speaking of work, Chen Hu came to his senses again, "Not bad, boss. These two people have some martial arts skills and can endure hardships. I take them to perform tasks when there is work on weekdays, and I give them physical training when there is nothing else. These two people have made rapid progress and have initially grown into qualified security personnel. At least they can handle general emergencies."

Wang Fanghua and Wang Jiefang both grew up in the countryside. They were used to hardship and admired martial arts. They were very happy to follow Chen Hu. Learning more knowledge from him was their dream, so of course they would be very obedient.

Feng Sizhe nodded and said, "Well, if you can use them, I will assign them to you. I will take them with me wherever I go. As for the income, don't worry. I will give you a card and you can withdraw your funds from it."

"Boss?" Chen Hu spoke quickly when he heard Feng Sizhe wanted to give money again.

"Okay, if you want to train first-class talents, you need financial support. I understand this. Okay, let's do it this way. Besides, Li Shuang is not bad either. He is an excellent veteran, has a good foundation, and is a loyal person. I still remember the last time Wang Po introduced Wang Ruihua to someone else, in order to let Wang Po persuade Wang Tianpei to change his mind, he used his own money to support it. I like this kind of guy. When we go back to Dahu after the Spring Festival, you can take him to train every morning and evening and when I don't need him. He is a good seedling and I plan to use him all the time. You can teach him more practical things." Feng Sizhe knew that Chen Hu was good-looking and would not ask for his money, but without money, many things could not be done or done well. What he needed was the absolute elite, so he was not stingy with money. Besides, Li Shuang was really a person who suited his temper, and Susie's service to him also satisfied him. He was going to keep the couple by his side forever.

Chen Hu saw Feng Sizhe was determined, thinking that training and getting equipment did require money, for example, shooting training, sharpshooters are fed with bullets, this is absolutely true, although he can get more bullets from the Eighth Bureau of the Ministry of Public Security, but he definitely can't get the quota for four people. Now, it's much easier with money, he can get bullets from the Public Security Bureau at that time, I believe that with the certificate of the Eighth Bureau, these are not a problem, of course, if you want others to be willing, you have to pay. He nodded, "Please rest assured, boss, I will definitely bring you a few qualified guards."

"Hmm? Qualified is not enough. What I need are excellent guards. Remember, if one day you can no longer teach them, just tell me and I will let them go to the Eighth Bureau to learn well." Feng Sizhe said confidently. He was even more convinced that as long as he spoke to his uncle, there would be no problem. Even if there were any problems, at worst he would not go to the Eighth Bureau. He could just talk to his grandfather and ask him to find a few very strong special forces to train them. That would also be no problem.

Feng Sizhe and Chen Hu were chatting and laughing all the way to Kyoto Railway Station. As soon as they got off the train, they saw two military jeeps parked on the platform, and standing there was a colonel, who was Li Zhiyong, the secretary and guard captain of General Zhao Mingyuan.

"Uncle Yong!" Feng Sizhe shouted and walked towards him.

"Sizhe." Li Zhiyong was very happy to see Feng Sizhe. He walked over quickly and shook Feng Sizhe's hand. "Haha, the commander missed you so much. He knew you were coming on this train and wanted to pick you up in person. Later, the head of the Military Commission had a meeting to attend, so he had to leave first and asked me to wait for you here."

As the captain of the guard, personal secretary and work assistant of General Zhao Mingyuan, Li Zhiyong has a very high status. In other words, even if some commanders and political commissars of military regions came to Kyoto, he could not meet them whenever he wanted, let alone ask him to condescend to wait for someone here.

Feng Sizhe laughed, knowing that he was already treated very well, so he laughed, "Uncle Yong, I miss my grandparents too. How are they doing?"

"Okay, everything is fine. Come on, let's talk in the car." Li Zhiyong laughed. In the past year, he clearly felt that the leader smiled more often than before, as if he was a few years younger. His attitude towards life was also much more optimistic. He knew that all this was thanks to the young man in front of him, and he was sincerely happy for this. As long as he could make the leader happy, he would also be much happier. As long as the leader liked someone, he would also like him. So when it comes to his love for Feng Sizhe, he is no worse than others.

After getting in the car and sitting next to Li Zhiyong, Feng Sizhe asked with a smile, "I heard that grandpa is going to be promoted to the head of the General Armament Department. I wonder when that will be?"

"Haha, it's almost done. I guess it should be ready after the New Year. The Military Commission has already approved it. Now we're just waiting for the old minister to step down." Li Zhiyong answered with a laugh.

"Oh, that's good, that's good." Entering the General Armaments Minister basically means entering the Military Commission. The Military Commission has only a few chiefs. If Grandpa can squeeze in, his future path will be much broader. Thinking that Grandpa had never been the General Armaments Minister until he was old and sick in his last life, let alone entering the Military Commission, this is already a big change. Of course, the article "On the Importance of Modernization of Warfare Air Dominance and Informatization - Gulf War Outlook" played a role in this. Of course, it was also because of the friendship between the Zhao family and the He family that Zhao Mingyuan was able to be promoted to the General Armaments Minister. This was what Old He said for him. But no matter what the matter is, one thing that cannot be ignored is that it is inseparable from Feng Sizhe's efforts behind the scenes.

It can be said that it was because of his efforts that the trajectory of my grandfather's life was changed. Based on this alone, he is a well-deserved hero. In addition, he is the only male in the third generation of the Zhao family. Although his surname is not Zhao, Zhao Mingyuan has never treated him as an outsider. Based on these two points, it is impossible for him not to be liked by Zhao Mingyuan.

Two military vehicles drove into the Baoshan courtyard one after another and stopped at the gate of the Zhao family.

From a distance, Feng Sizhe saw the beautiful He Shasha supporting Elder He standing at the gate. As soon as the car stopped, he quickly opened the door and got out, running straight to Elder He, "Grandma, it's windy outside, you'd better go inside quickly, otherwise you will catch a cold."

"Haha, Zhe'er is back, good, good, he's become darker and stronger." He Jiayu exclaimed happily as she looked at her grandson Feng Sizhe standing in front of her in a strong manner.

"Hehe." Hearing his grandmother's praise, Feng Sizhe scratched his head embarrassedly. To be honest, his skin has really become a lot darker after spending some time in the rural areas of Dahu County.

"Okay, don't stand there like an idiot. Come with me to help grandma into the house. You don't know that she won't go into the yard until she sees you come back." He Shasha looked at Feng Sizhe standing there with a silly smile. After saying this coquettishly, she quickly lowered her head.

When it comes to missing Feng Sizhe, she is no less than others. She doesn't know why her thoughts about him grow day by day. To be honest, they didn't have any romantic affairs under the moonlight, nor any unforgettable love. They even rarely met each other. But she missed him very much, especially after seeing Feng Sizhe in Yongyang City, she actually felt a little pain in her heart. Maybe it was the growth of maternal love. In short, she felt sorry for this big boy who had become a deputy county magistrate.

"Oh." After returning to Kyoto, Feng Sizhe no longer had the confidence he had when he was in charge of the affairs of Dahu County. All he had was the silly and dazed look that a boy of his age should have.

Feng Sizhe and He Shasha supported Mr. He on the left and right and walked back into the yard. No one was following them. Chen Hu followed one of the cars to report to the Security Department of the Eighth Bureau of the Ministry of Public Security, while Li Zhiyong went to pick up General Zhao Mingyuan.

Seeing that there was no one else around, Feng Sizhe smiled at He Shasha, "Why are you here? Really, did my aunt go somewhere to meet her boyfriend? Why did she ask you to serve my grandma?"

Knowing that Feng Sizhe was just making small talk and that he felt sorry for her, He Shasha blushed and turned around and said softly, "Auntie didn't go to meet your boyfriend. She was in the kitchen making delicious food for you. Everyone is very happy to know that you are coming back today, and Auntie decided to cook for you herself to comfort you."