1959: Carrying the achievement system, she rolled

Time passed quickly in the busy life. By April, Du Yimeng's military rank increased from two bars and two stars to two bars and three stars, which means that he was promoted from lieutenant colonel to colonel.

Only two months later, his military rank was revoked again. Du Yimeng felt a little disappointed about this.

She was not bureaucratic, but she had an obsession with military rank, which is probably what most people in later generations have.

She also knew that her military rank would not be restored until twenty-three years later, and by the time she wore epaulettes again, she would be in her forties.

There are many reasons for its cancellation. On the one hand, the higher the rank, the more powerful the officer. The military ranks, which were originally intended to facilitate management, have become a capital for some people to bully others.

Another issue is that positions are promoted too quickly, but military ranks cannot keep up. Take her for example, her position was promoted quickly, but her military rank did not keep up.

Once she leaves the institute and judges people by their military ranks, it will cause a lot of inconvenience to her work.

Of course, this does not affect her treatment, because her salary is based on her actual position.

Director Song glanced at everyone in the conference hall and saw that everyone was wearing the cadre uniform of the Type 65 military uniform. They were all of the same color, which was quite pleasing to the eye.

"Whether it is cancelled or not, we are still serving the country and the people." Director Song said to everyone with a serious face.

As for the ideological work ordered by the higher authorities, he didn't want to say anything.

Because he was also very sad. He had just climbed to the position of major general, but before he could even get comfortable in the position, his rank was gone two months later, so he became an ordinary director again.

Because of the development of the Type 64 tank, everyone was credited with a promotion. Two months ago, everyone was as happy as they were today, but no one showed it.

Director Song saw that everyone looked listless. How could this be acceptable?

They need passion, and only burning passion can keep their research moving forward.

He turned his head to look at Political Commissar Yang beside him, who also looked at him coldly.

Political Commissar Yang raised his eyebrows at Director Song, as if to say that he couldn't handle these people and shouldn't let him stand out.

Director Song glared at Political Commissar Yang fiercely. Which political commissar was like his chief political commissar, who was like a pouting gourd?

"Now, please allow Chief Engineer Du to say a few words to everyone. Welcome everyone!" Director Song saw Du Yimeng with his head lowered, his hands in front of him, and no one knew what he was fiddling with.

Seeing her indifferent look, his old habit came back as he started calling out names again.

His all-powerful Xiao Du, please come out to save the situation, liven up the atmosphere, and preferably arouse everyone's passion and keep it burning.

Du Yimeng: Is it possible that she cares too much?

"Quack, quack..." Director Song was the first to applaud, and the others joined in sporadically.

"Let me introduce to you the Type 65 military uniform. It is made of pure cotton and has a simple, plain and practical design. The officer's uniform is modified based on the Zhongshan suit. The Zhongshan suit has four pockets, which symbolize propriety, righteousness, integrity and shame in traditional culture." Du Yimeng kept talking.

Director Song looked at her with a numb expression. He wanted her to liven up the atmosphere and didn't let her give everyone some scientific knowledge.

The others looked at her with indescribable expressions. There was no need to explain such superficial knowledge.

"As long as everyone remembers that cadres' uniforms have four pockets and soldiers' uniforms have two pockets, there won't be any confusion." Du Yimeng did not forget to summarize at the end.

"Quack, quack..." Director Song took the lead again, but this time there were even fewer people who agreed.

After Du Yimeng finished her explanation, the situation became awkward for a while, but she didn't care because she didn't want to talk either.

This incident did not shake her determination to serve the country, but she still felt a little disappointed. Not only her, but others felt the same way.

The meeting ended quickly. As soon as Wan Ping walked out of the conference room, he looked as listless as an eggplant hit by frost.

He finally got promoted to a higher level and told his biological father and Bao's father the good news right away. However, within two months, he was back to the way he was before liberation.

"Comrade Du, could you say a few words to comfort me? I'm really so sad." Wan Ping said with a bitter face. No matter how open-minded he was, he couldn't comfort himself for a while.

"I'm in a bad mood too, and no one is here to comfort me!" Du Yimeng refused directly. Her whole heart felt like it was soaked in Chinese medicine, so bitter that even a piece of candy wouldn't help.

"I just lost a captain, but you lost a colonel. Compared to this, you are much worse off than me." Wan Ping looked at Du Yimeng with sympathy on his face. Thinking of this, he suddenly felt much better.

Du Yimeng: ...

"Oh, I remember now, my father-in-law is a lieutenant general. Doesn't that mean he is even worse off than you?" Wan Ping instantly remembered his big backer, and then his face was full of relief. Fortunately, his father-in-law still held the position, which did not affect his extortion.

"Let me advise you not to say this in front of your father-in-law, otherwise watch out for your legs." The person Du Yimeng admired most was not those geniuses or capable people, but Wan Ping.

He looked like a frost-bitten eggplant in the previous second, but in the next second he was just comparing his misery with others, and he comforted himself.

His ability to withstand pressure is so strong that she has to admit defeat!

It’s true, when you’re in a bad mood, comparing yourself to others is quite effective. Just like now, she doesn’t seem to be that sad anymore.

"Do you really think I'm stupid? I only dare to say this because my father-in-law is not here. In fact, I would rather compete with my teacher, because he is much worse off than me." Wan Ping said regretfully. If it were him, he would have to hide in the quilt and cry for at least two nights.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" When Du Yimeng saw the person standing behind Wan Anping, her pupils shrank and she began to wink at Wan Ping desperately.

"I'm not talking nonsense. The teacher is now a colonel, and he is on the threshold of becoming an general. But he fell to the ground with a 'bang'. Tsk tsk tsk tsk... It's so tragic!" Wan Ping said. At the same time, he looked at her with a puzzled face. Why did his eyes twitch? Did he have a stroke due to the stimulation?

"Why didn't I hear any sound?" Qin Chulong said in a faint voice. He never cared about fame and fortune, so there was no ripple in his heart.

"Teacher, the sound of the supercharged engine is a little wrong. I will go back and test it again," Wan Ping said with a strong desire to survive. He gave a thumbs up to his cleverness.

"Well, I want to see the results tomorrow." Qin Chulong left with satisfaction. It was great that someone was doing work for him!