Quartermasters can also fight the devils

Liao Qian walked out of Deputy Commander Qi's office with excitement on his face. He had just given a comprehensive report to Deputy Commander Qi on Chen Mingzhang's matter and his own analysis.

As a veteran spy, Deputy Commander Qi Xingfa knew there was something fishy about Chen Mingzhang's case as soon as he heard about it, so he ordered Liao Qian to investigate it with all his strength. If he needed any cooperation, he could report to him directly, and told him to investigate boldly without any concerns.

After getting the permission from Deputy Commander Qi, Liao Qian returned to the office. He needed to plan carefully how to investigate quickly and effectively.

Liao Qian locked himself in the office and thought for a long time, and suddenly realized that if Zhang Wenwu could assist him, it would be a great help.

First of all, such an investigation must be kept strictly confidential. There are only three people in my political department now. The usual work still needs to be done, so one person has to be arranged to maintain the daily work. Then there are only two people who can take action. The staff is really not enough. Before the matter has any results, we cannot transfer people from other places on a large scale. Besides, we have to do a good job of confidentiality. If the people transferred are not screened, it is easy for the news to leak out.

Secondly, the people in his political department always frequently go in and out of busy areas or places like the Hongyun Casino, which is also very bad and can easily arouse suspicion. The main reason is that the people in his political department look too "upright".

And Zhang Wenwu doesn't need to worry about any problems in these aspects. He said that his background is not only clean, but also "spotless".

Another reason is that it is very convenient for Zhang Wenwu to enter and exit the division headquarters and those places. He is from the Quartermaster Department and often goes in and out of busy places. He can also use the name of military procurement talks as a cover.

The most important thing is that Zhang Wenwu will show his true colors whenever he is not in front of his superiors. He gives people the impression that he is quite sloppy and casual, not like a soldier at all. He is totally incompatible with the "upright" image of his own political department.

The more Liao Qian thought about it, the more he felt that Zhang Wenwu was simply the only suitable candidate. As for whether Zhang Wenwu would agree to participate in this investigation, he was not worried at all. Judging from the indignant look on Zhang Wenwu's face just now, there would definitely be no problem.

At this time, Zhang Wenwu was chatting with Feng Guangquan, the commander of the third company of the special forces battalion, outside the courtyard of the military supply department. He had no idea that Liao Qian had classified him as a "dishonest" person. If he knew, he would definitely go to Liao Qian to argue. How could he be dishonest? How could you say that such a handsome man is dishonest? It was obvious that he was jealous of himself and wanted to tarnish his image.

He had just come out of the Political Department and saw Feng Guangquan wandering back and forth at the gate of the Quartermaster's Office from a distance. He wondered what Captain Feng was doing, patrolling outside the courtyard for the Quartermaster's Office.

"Captain Feng, are you exercising? Walking back and forth." Zhang Wenwu greeted as he walked towards Feng Guangquan.

When Feng Guangquan saw Zhang Wenwu coming over, he immediately ran over to greet him with a smile on his face: "Hey, Deputy Director Zhang, I've been waiting for you to come back."

Zhang Wenwu thought, you wait for me to make lanterns, today is not the day for the lanterns to go off, even if it goes off, Lei Dong is still on duty in the office, so he doesn't need to wait for me. Could it be... borrowing money? Thinking of this, Zhang Wenwu couldn't help but tremble in his heart.

"Wait for me? Captain Feng is asking me for the big fat meat? It's coming soon. Dafeng Commercial Bank will deliver a batch of fat pigs and various poultry in two days to ensure that Captain Feng and his brothers have enough to eat." Zhang Wenwu said jokingly. He was calculating how much money he had left in his pocket and how much he could lend to the other party. Well, the amount that he didn't have to pay back and was within his tolerance.

Feng Guangquan was stunned. What is this? Why does Deputy Director Zhang think differently from others? Shouldn't he ask me why I wait for him? Why is he talking about big fat meat? Well, according to Deputy Director Zhang, it seems that I can eat a few more big fat meals this month, as well as various poultry? Great, Deputy Director Zhang is really capable. I have to tell this news to my brothers who are reincarnated from starving ghosts.

Thinking of this, Feng Guangquan wanted to turn around and tell everyone the news. But just as he was about to turn around, he suddenly realized that something was wrong. He had been waiting for a long time, but he was not here to discuss when he could eat the big fat meat again.

"Well, Deputy Director Zhang, brother, I didn't come here for this matter." Feng Guangquan muttered a little depressedly as he looked at Zhang Wenwu who had a smug look on his face.

Zhang Wenwu's heart skipped a beat. It seemed that he had not fooled anyone. Well, what was to come would come. But he pretended not to understand and asked, "Ah, it's not about the big fat piece of meat. What else could it be that would require Captain Feng to wait for me here?"

Feng Guangquan felt that Zhang Wenwu's words sounded strange. It seemed that he was saying that in my eyes, only big fat meat would make me wait here. Do I value big fat meat so much? Of course, big fat meat is really delicious. Now I can eat big fat meat every week. The taste is simply wonderful. Ah, no, let's get down to business.

Feng Guangquan subconsciously wiped the corner of his mouth and said, "Deputy Director Zhang, I'm waiting for you here. I want to ask you for a favor. I hope you can help me."

Zhang Wenwu felt disheartened and signaled Feng Guangquan to tell him his story quickly. The sooner he died, the sooner he would be reborn. Since he couldn't hide, he had to face it.

After Feng Guangquan got the hint, he quickly told his story. It turned out that it was a relative of his who had taken good care of him in his hometown. Later, he joined the army, and the relative went to Shanghai to make a living. Recently, he received a letter from the other party and learned that some time ago, the factory where the relative worked was annexed by the Japanese. Originally, the annexation of the factory had nothing to do with them. However, once the Japanese annexed the factory, they reduced the wages of all the original factory workers, but the workload did increase a lot. With the little wages paid, many workers could not support their families. As a result, everyone went on strike. Unexpectedly, the Japanese directly fired those who were unwilling to return to the factory on the grounds that the workers were innocently absent from work. The relative had no choice but to write a letter to Feng Guangquan's hometown, and the hometown forwarded it to him, hoping to ask him to find a job.

It's those damn Japanese again, the bad guys who do no good, making me worry for nothing. And you, Feng Guangquan, you should explain it clearly as soon as possible. Why are you hesitating? Zhang Wenwu cursed the Japanese in his heart and felt a little relieved. It would be easier if he didn't borrow money.

"What does Captain Feng mean?" Zhang Wenwu asked tentatively. How can he help? I don't care about the work arrangements.

Feng Guangquan quickly handed over a cigarette, lit it, and said carefully: "Deputy Director Zhang, you are a capable man. I heard that there are many opportunities out there. I would like to trouble Deputy Director Zhang to introduce a place for my relative to make a living." After that, he took out a red envelope and gave it to Zhang Wenwu.

Zhang Wenwu quickly pushed away Feng Guangquan's hand that was stuffing the red envelope and said, "Captain Feng, you are being so formal. We are brothers. You came to me for help because you think highly of me. I cannot accept your red envelope. I will do it for you, don't worry."

When Feng Guangquan heard that Zhang Wenwu agreed to help and refused to accept his red envelope, he was so moved that he was about to say a few words to express his loyalty when he heard Zhang Wenwu ask, "What does your relative do specifically? Is his background clean?"

Feng Guangquan immediately said that the relative had been educated and used to work as an accountant in a spinning mill.

When Zhang Wenwu heard that he had worked as an accountant, he thought of a question that should be easy to find a job. He looked at Feng Guangquan and asked, "Has he ever committed a crime before?"

Feng Guangquan opened his mouth and fell silent. Zhang Wenwu knew at a glance that this relative of his was not simple, but it didn't matter. It mainly depended on what crime he had committed. If it was not a serious crime, there would be no problem. If he had worked as an accountant, his own Quartermaster Department was currently short of staff, so it would be a good opportunity to get him over to help him, such as keeping accounts and managing the warehouse.

Feng Guangquan took out a cigarette and took a few puffs, then said with determination: "Deputy Director Zhang, to be honest, my relative was also a soldier like me at first. Later, the unit he was in was disbanded, and he followed his superior into the mountains to become a bandit. Since he had studied in a private school for a few years and knew how to read and do arithmetic, he was assigned a position to manage money and grain. Later, my relative didn't want to be a bandit and rob people, so he ran to Shanghai to make a living. As for what happened afterwards, you all know it."

That's it. Zhang Wenwu had an idea in mind, so he said to Feng Guangquan, "Captain Feng, how about this? Since your relative has worked as an accountant and a soldier, why don't he continue to be a soldier and eat food? My quartermaster department is still short of people. As long as he passes the recruitment examination, he can come to work for me. As for his being a bandit, you can go to the political department to be a guarantor, it shouldn't be a problem. What do you think of this arrangement?"

Feng Guangquan almost knelt down to Zhang Wenwu. This arrangement was the best. As for going to the Political Department to be a guarantor, that was not a big deal. He believed that he still had some face, and the Political Department would agree. He had to quickly ask that relative to come and sign up for the army.

Zhang Wenwu had just returned to the Quartermaster Office and had not yet chatted with Lei Dong when the phone on the desk rang.

"Hello, this is the Quartermaster Department." Zhang Wenwu picked up the phone and said slowly.

"Hello, this is Liao Qian from the Political Department, looking for Deputy Director Zhang." Liao Qian's anxious voice came from the other end of the line.

"It's me..." Zhang Wenwu wondered. He had just come back from Liao Qian's place. What was so urgent?

"Deputy Director Zhang, please come to my office. I have something important to discuss with you. It's hard to talk over the phone."

Zhang Wenwu hung up the phone and told Lei Dong to call him if he had anything to do, and that he needed to go to the Political Department. Then he walked quickly to the Political Department.

His head was full of question marks. Did Liao Qian take the wrong medicine? Why did he call him over so anxiously? Could it be that Chen Mingzhang's matter had been resolved? This was very likely. Thinking of this, Zhang Wenwu quickened his pace.

As soon as Zhang Wenwu entered Liao Qian's office, Liao Qian quickly stood up and looked out the door mysteriously, then closed the door and said solemnly: "Deputy Director Zhang, I think you are very suitable."