Xunshan

after an hour.

Wen Shaoqi lay panting on the railing of the playground, and waved his hands wearily, signaling that he couldn't run anymore.Today's sparring practice was extremely hard, and Ji Weizhi rushed forward as if desperate, as if he had a huge grievance to vent out.

Wen Shaoqi moaned: "I'm exhausted... I just came out to play after training, take a break for a while..."

Ji Weizhi's training clothes were a bit flimsy, but after a hearty practice, there was fine sweat on his forehead.

He looked at Wen Shaoqi condescendingly: "Tired?"

Wen Shaoqi nodded.

Ji Weizhi hummed coldly, "Why didn't you get tired when you were talking about the book just now?"

Wen Shaoqi curled his lips, "Why? I didn't arrange it. Isn't that all his work!"

Although speculation was added to the story, Wen Shaoqi accompanied Ji Weizhi all the way, and he thought he understood the whole situation.

Ji Weizhi's face darkened again, and he threw the sweat towel on him: "Get up and run with me three more times."

"Is that what you use for the penalty run?" Wen Shaoqi exploded, squatting on the ground and pretending to be arrogant, "Ji Weizhi, I just said a few bad things about him, what's the matter?"

Wen Shaoqi was spoiled and spoiled since he was a child, and he has a good relationship with Ji Weizhi, so he never shy away from speaking.In addition, he just chatted with the group of brothers excitedly, seeing Ji Weizhi so soft-hearted, his heart is full of hatred.

"I'm not for him..." Ji Weizhi retorted subconsciously, and then said without confidence, "I'm angry, you are not allowed to say that about him."

Wen Shaoqi narrowed his eyes: "Did you still think that he was looking for you when he came back? Wake up, if he was really reluctant, he would never have left you behind!"

Ji Weizhi covered his ears: "If you don't listen, don't listen."

He knew that Sheng Sui was not the kind of person everyone said.

"Wei Zhi, stop deceiving yourself and others." Wen Shaoqi chased him and said, "Have you forgotten how pitifully you were crying at the pier? Did you make the oath of 'I won't talk to him again'? You still want to warm your face even now." Don't you have a long memory if you put cold buttocks on?"

Ji Weizhi ruffled his hair irritably, not wanting to fight any more, turned his head and left.

Wen Shaoqi became even more angry, feeling like a sandbag for training, the kind for the major to train when he is in a bad mood.

"Are you still going to Sijie? Put on your coat, don't freeze to death." Sandbag himself said to Ji Weizhi's back.

"No, the colonel is looking for me for a meeting." Ji Weizhi waved with his back to him.

Wen Shaoqi shouted at the top of his voice, "Are you going to the Wanguo Hotel on Sunday? Brothers specially organized a promotion banquet for you."

Ji Weizhi walked away, raised his hands above his head, and waved them crossly: "Which hotel are you going to, do you think I'm idle?"

Wen Shaoqi was full of displeasure, holding his breath and said: "The seven o'clock show is really difficult!"

"There's a lot of work, I'm not going." Ji Weizhi refused mercilessly.

After leaving Young Master Wen, Ji Weizhi felt that his ears were much cleaner.

He ran non-stop to the Military and Political Bureau and arrived at the colonel's office half an hour earlier.

The colonel sat at a desk piled high with papers, the radio and telephone by the door were busy.People in regular clothes came and went in a hurry, holding thick documents in their hands, waiting for someone to look at them.

This is what Ji Weizhi saw when he entered the door.

"Colonel Xiao."

Ji Weizhi had already packed up his bad mood, and saluted the officer upright.

This was the first time he saw the legendary Colonel Qingfeng Jiyue after graduation, so his whole body tensed up.

"Weizhi is here?" Hearing this, Xiao Congming raised his head from the pile of materials in Chengshan, found a roll of paper bags with the label of "relocation", and passed it across the table, "I heard that your graduates are lying in bed. Tiger, Hidden Dragon, I saw you today—sit first."

Ji Weizhi sat down on a stool in the corner, looked at the bag in his hand, and saw the dense list inside.

"You also know that Country X is eyeing the tiger outside the city. Although the Foreign Affairs Bureau is preparing for negotiations, no one knows whether the fire will burn into the city." Xiao Congming cut to the chase, "To be on the safe side, we plan to open up a military supply route to cover important Businesses and schools moved inward.”

The specific details have already been discussed, and Ji Weizhi quickly understood: "All the factories on the list will be relocated?"

Xiao Congming shook his head: "No, we have limited manpower and material resources. You should prioritize them as soon as possible according to the importance and output of their products. Tomorrow night at the latest, we have to finalize the list."

Ji Wei responded, and continued to look through the information: "What about the companies that are not on the list?"

"We can only wait for the next batch before leaving, or buy train or boat tickets by ourselves."

Ji Wei knew that he was in a hurry, so he stood up and asked: "But the supply of civilian ships must be in short supply now, where can they buy such a large-tonnage cabin?"

Xiao Congming said confidently: "It's all right. The Bureau has just taken over a dozen [-]-ton merchant ships, which can be temporarily used for relocation."

Ji Weizhi rushed to the table and kept asking, "Really? Whose ship? Which line?"

"This..." Xiao Congming gave him a meaningful look, and pointed to the document in his hand: "You will know when you go back and look through it."

Ji Wei nodded because he didn't know.

Xiao Congming seemed to have something in his words, and added, "By the way, I will contact the Bureau of Finance to screen the list with you to ensure professionalism and fairness." He bit the word "fairness" very hard.

"Okay." Ji Weizhi didn't think much about it.

He quickly packed up the materials and went back to the main room to tidy up.

As if there was some kind of telepathy, Ji Weizhi opened the file before he sat still, found the page that Colonel Xiao said, and scrolled down word by word.

"Cotton yarn, medicine, rubber, flour..." Ji Weizhi sorted out one by one, and finally saw the word "ferry" under "tung oil", and marked it on it.

My eyes followed the tip of the pen to the column of the person in charge of the ferry company. Although I had a hunch, the tip of the pen stopped for a long time.

That was an unusually familiar name.

[Provide ship certificate: Sheng Sui, chairman of Yuansheng Ferry Company]

Ji Weizhi suddenly felt parched, picked up the teapot and poured a lot of cold water.

He looked down the list.

[Application for special line relocation: Sheng Sui, chairman of Qinsheng Tung Oil Factory]

With a snap, the lead of the pencil was broken by him.

Co-authored, the person who donated the boat to rescue the emergency was Sheng Sui, and the person who wanted to apply for priority relocation for the tung oil factory was also Sheng Sui.No wonder Xiao Congming specially emphasized the word "fairness".

Is the colonel afraid that he will open the back door for Sheng Sui, or is he afraid that he will avenge himself publicly?

Ji Weizhi was a little distracted, frantically looking for something to wipe off the pencil marks.But no matter how you rub it, the shallow mark is still there.

The young officer was very frustrated, and let out all the breath he had held all day at this moment, chattering endlessly.

He didn't know whether it was the air pencil mark or Qi Shengsui, he poked the tip of the pen on the phone that hadn't been moved for a long time, and a sentence popped out every time he poked:

"It can't be wiped off if you wipe it off, and it's so ugly if you don't wipe it off, what do you want?

"Withdrawing so much money as soon as you come back, want to relocate? If you want to relocate, you don't even come to me. Are you afraid that I will secretly cover you?

"It turned out that it was because of this that I returned to China. Sure enough, I am a little cabbage that no one cares about."

Ji Weizhi muttered, his voice getting smaller and smaller, his eyebrows furrowed:

"You haven't contacted me for so long, it's really... so heartless.

"But yes, you have always been this kind of person."

It's only been two years, how can people change so quickly?

Ji Weizhi felt even more uncomfortable thinking about it like this, and angrily scolded together with Sheng Sui's words: "Sheng Xunshan, you bastard!"

At the same time, in the mansion.

"Ah!" The man, wearing a baggy nightgown, sneezed suddenly, and then joked with the person in the receiver, "Mr. Wen, I'm fine. Maybe someone is scolding me."

He held the phone between his shoulders, twisted his cigarette butt with one hand, and wrote something on a piece of paper with the other.

"...I have to trouble Boss Wen to worry more about the relocation in the Finance Bureau. You also know that the tung oil factory has sophisticated instruments, and it is best to use the special line for military supplies."

The yard is so quiet that no sound can come through.The Sheng family looked at the big family, but in fact there were few people. The eldest brother died on the battlefield, and the mother died young. If not counting side branches, there are only Sheng Quan and Sheng Sui father and son left in the Sheng family.Some people say that this is its retribution for making a fortune with black-hearted money.

Under the dim light, the host's voice was calm and powerful, like gold and stone.

"...Well, I understand that relocation is a big matter, so of course it should be prioritized." Sheng Sui smiled leisurely, with a casual tone, "But the tung oil factory is a key factory that you personally approved, do you remember? "

Because the fireplace was too hot, he was barefoot, with two buttons unbuttoned, revealing his clearly defined collarbone.

"...What, you can't be the master of the relocation list?

"It's okay, thank you anyway. When I'm free in a few days, I'll invite you to listen to the show." Sheng Sui chatted casually, very casually, only the curvature of the corners of his mouth seemed distorted due to being too perfect.

"...Let me ask one more question. Do you know who is responsible for drawing up the list this time?"

There was a rustle in the receiver.

Sheng Sui had been writing in boredom, but when he heard the name on the phone, his hands suddenly shook——

Ji Weizhi.

The pen in his hand also stopped, leaving a ball of black ink on the paper.

Seeing that he didn't move, the other end of the receiver urged, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I just didn't expect it to be him." Sheng Sui stabilized his right hand with his left hand so that he could hold the microphone tightly.

The other side said: "I was also surprised at the beginning. I didn't expect Xiao Congming to send such a brat to take the lead. However, Major Ji is very reliable in his work, so you can rest assured—oh yes, he is still my son's friend. Do you want me Introduce him for you?"

Sheng Sui's habitual curvature of the mouth was a bit unnatural.

He smiled wryly: "No need. The two of us..."

The last sound was like a sigh: "Actually, I know each other."