Chapter 58 Can you please stop being such a pessimist? [Please give me a monthly pass! Please read on!] "As a clerk?" "Is this the solution you came up with?" Wei Gang's tone was very shocked, with a hint of disbelief. "Correct!" Looking at Wei Gang's confused expression, Li Jiangfan felt a sense of superiority. "Don't always think about fighting and killing." "I've already told you that your method doesn't work. Now you're stumped by a rookie, right?" Upon hearing this, Wei Gang puffed his beard and glared, subconsciously wanting to refute, but didn't know how to start. Because what Li Jiangfan said is the truth A few minutes ago, he was still recounting the story of how he was forced to "escape in panic" by Zhao Weihong.
If I continue to dwell on this topic, won't I be waiting to be slapped in the face by Li Jiangfan? In desperation, Wei Gang had to stare and question in a rather blunt manner. "Your method will work?" "Of course!" As he spoke, Li Jiangfan took out a stack of thick notebooks from under the table, each notebook had a different name on the cover. Company meeting minutes, cadre meeting minutes, branch meeting minutes, confidentiality/security/political theme education records, anyway, all kinds of record books! There are so many notebooks stacked together that just one look at them makes one dizzy and daunting! To put it simply, the job of a clerk is to fill up these notebooks without any erasures or typos. If you make a mistake, if you are lucky you can just tear up the page and rewrite it. If there are too many tears, the whole book will have to be rewritten! A record book may contain at least tens of thousands of words. Once rewritten, the pain can no longer be described. It’s despair, the despair of feeling that “life is meaningless”! And this is only part of the clerical work! News reports are published on propaganda posters. Statistics are collected on various data. These are all clerical jobs! It is no exaggeration to say that the people who do the most work and are the busiest in grassroots companies are not the company commanders or instructors, let alone the squad leaders. But the document! Of course, the job of clerk is not without its benefits. Due to the special nature of their duties, clerks often have to stay in the building and it is common for them not to participate in training. Sitting in front of the window, enjoying the breeze, watching the comrades sweating profusely under the sun, and turning back to continue to painstakingly fill in various records is the only pastime for the clerk. But it is impossible for Zhao Weihong to enjoy this only "benefit". Because he's a rookie! A rookie with a lot of subjects to learn and master! How could I not participate in training?
And this is exactly why Li Jiangfan chose him as a clerk! "Isn't he full of energy and has nowhere to vent it?" "Simple, just find him something to do and let him worry more!" Patting the notebook in front of him, Li Jiangfan continued with a slight smugness. "I see he has only a high school diploma. Let's have him make a bulletin board tomorrow to test out its quality. It will be enough to keep him busy for a few days." "I'll make up the records when I have nothing else to do. In addition to this kid's own study notes, he also has to memorize regulations and rules. All of his free time is taken up by him!" "After that, don't just sit there and don't be afraid. Just train him normally. Let's do it together and give him a good treatment!" "Just do as I say. Even a strong man will get tired after a few days!" After saying that, Li Jiangfan glanced at Wei Gang and expressed his opinion of Zhao Weihong. "This kid is a good piece of steel, but he needs to be tempered to make him realize the truth that 'human power has its limits'." "Otherwise, if this trend continues, this kid won't stay in the army for long. His body will be ruined in a few years." "To tell you the truth, I have my eyes on this boy. In the future, we will each rely on our own abilities to see who he is willing to go with." Hearing this, Wei Gang rarely argued with Li Jiangfan. Instead, he pondered for a moment before speaking with concern. "With this, plus this kid's usual energy, he really won't have any time to rest at all." "Also, these records. I remember you wrote them yourself, right?" "If you hand this job over to him, aren't you afraid that the leader will find out and punish you?" "Um" Li Jiangfan looked obviously embarrassed. He was too embarrassed to say that he just wanted to be lazy. His face flushed red, and he argued without his usual calm look. "What do you know?" "This is called those who are capable should do more work!" Then, Li Jiangfan continued to mutter, "I am training him!" "If you were not so unmotivated, would I have to take action?" These obscure words made Wei Gang burst into laughter, and the company was filled with a happy atmosphere. "Okay, okay, you're the only one who has a lot of principles." "I can't argue with you, so let it be." After saying that, Wei Gang's eyes fell on the notebook on the table. After staring at it for a long time, he suddenly said something worriedly. "you say." "What should we do if we still can't make him whole?" Li Jiangfan: “.” "Can you please stop being such a jinx?" "Hey! You finally answered the phone." "What are you busy with? It's really hard to contact you!"
Hearing this, Zhao Yuejin on the other end of the phone smiled nostalgically, but responded unceremoniously. "If you have something to say, just say it. When you're done, hang up the phone." "Also, don't call this number next time. This is the number of the grocery store." "Why do you keep harassing others for no reason?" "What's the matter? Now that you're the head of the group, you have nothing to do?" "I'm not free, but I still have time to call you." Inside the headquarters of the 347th Regiment. Chang Dingfang, the commander of the 347th Regiment, who was known as the nightmare of all the officers in the regiment and scolded Wei Gang like a grandson with just one phone call, was holding the microphone with a smile from the bottom of his heart on his face. Chang Dingfang has a very sturdy build, and his hands are incredibly large, making the microphone in his hand look particularly mini. But Chang Dingfang's face does not look at all as honest and honest as someone of his size should. Instead, he looks energetic and has a sense of shrewdness and capability. "Also, could you please pay attention to your attitude?" "I have a hostage in my hand now, aren't you afraid that I will torture your nephew to death?" Hearing this, the image of Zhao Weihong with her neck stiffened flashed through Zhao Yuejin's mind, and he said this with great pride. "You can practice however you like!" "Just keep your breath!" "If you can subdue him, I will really thank you!" "Wow, after not seeing you for so many years, you seem to be more angry?" "How can you be so mean to your nephew? Are you his real uncle?" "Screw you!" "." The two old comrades who had not seen each other for many years joked with each other on the phone and expressed their deep longing for each other. "toot toot" Hearing the busy tone suddenly coming from the phone, Chang Dingfang was stunned. "Damn it. How can you just hang up like that?" "Hey, Captain, just hang up, at least you can contact your old comrade this time, right?" "Huh, you're quite good at talking." Hearing this, the regiment's communicator covered his head, chuckled, and suddenly made a suggestion to Chang Dingfang. "Captain, I've heard you nagging about this for so many days."
"How about going to the training team to see your old comrade's nephew?" "Didn't he hang up on you? So you take it out on his nephew!" Hearing this, Chang Dingfang did not answer immediately. After pondering for a long time, he nodded lightly. “It seems like there’s nothing going on this weekend.” "Then let's go." The second update is here for today! Please give me a monthly ticket! (End of this chapter)