The hero's corpse has not yet returned.

In the City of Miracle, Zhang Shidong could not leave their souls, return to the motherland, send them off with a cigarette and a glass of wine.

A fight, dozens of lives were thrown away. There was no conclusion on whether it was worth it or not. No one could predict what the future would be like? If life was really bigger than the sky, there would be no funeral today.

Zhang Shidong could not judge right or wrong. All he could do was pray silently for the dead souls and seek as much benefits as possible for the living. On the scene, the veterans left, everyone was to see them off and to say goodbye to these people temporarily. But after he left there, he held a stack of information in his hand to various departments to run pensions for the families of the martyrs. Naturally, the troops he was in would not owe the money. What he could do was to give as much as possible guarantee.

It's not cash, so he can do it himself. A little bit of it flows out of his fingers can be enough for them to have a well-off life. He gave those families a special military martyr's family's minimum living allowance. First, they ensure that they cannot starve to death. A higher department ordered the armed department of the family to arrange a guaranteed job order. On it, Zhang Shidong will leave a phone number. If the local area does not arrange it, once the phone number is called, he promised the family that once it is verified that it is because of the local armed department's hypocritical violation, they will be severely punished. The elderly will be given a sufficient share of rations every year, the children will be given free education in high school, and the power to give priority to recruit soldiers.

These promises are all related to that phone call. If this promise cannot be realized in the future, high schools or universities in various places do not recognize the order, and this phone call will still be the one that will help solve it.

Zhang Shidong patted the tables in various departments. Each document does not include privileges, but is just a long-term promise, so that the widow whose children have not yet entered school will not have hope for the future.

When signing the document, he required that there must be enough seals to prove his identity and contact the leaders of several departments, so that they should not do anything that state-owned enterprises will fund in disguise, without any persuasion. At that time, all departments will shirke the blame. They will meet some beautiful little girls and shameless people who will not be cherished if they die a hundred times.

It is required to make clear provisions. Even if it is limited to some universities, it is possible. These children must be admitted to school unconditionally in the future. All fees except meals must be waived, and an opportunity to work and study is required.

Apart from hesitation, there is no shirk or strange things. At this time, no one dares to provoke Zhang Shidong. It is light to slap the table. He arrived at various departments with the cannon. Anyone who dares to hesitate and do not want to agree. The gun hits the table, and those photos of military medals taken with the information are thrown in front of you.

In a word: "Go and tell them, how did they die? If you can be worthy of them, you won't sign this document."

He did it himself, and Zhang Shidong came to every department and every link. He was afraid that others would not be blocked in various departments. He was also afraid that this matter would not be implemented quickly, and he was afraid that there would be problems in one link.

Even if he ran away himself, he still encountered trouble in some places and was still stuck. He was not wearing military uniforms but was holding the information of the martyrs. However, he was still shirked by lazy staff in some departments. He returned to China from the Pacific Ocean. During this period, many people hid Zhang Shidong, fearing that this guy who would immediately cause trouble after making contributions would spread this tone on himself.

The Wrangler was driving the Wrangler, holding a horizontal bag, which contained information about these people and a military notebook, which contained the unknown heroes who had sacrificed their lives for the country on the special front for more than ten years. They were much greater than many people, but far less than those exposed heroes.

It is undeniable that the heroes who dive to save people from drowning, and the heroes who fight with criminals are the heroes. But to put it bluntly, the difference is very big, and the value created directly and indirectly is different. Heroes should not be compared with this. If you prefer one person to another, Zhang Shidong didn't want these unknown heroes to have only a considerable pension in the future. In the future, they have to rely on the viewing of old friends to confirm whether they live well.

He wants to give them a future, at least a future that can survive and live a good life after certain efforts. He does not support the elderly and is lazy. Finding a job depends on your performance and making money, giving you the opportunity to go to school depends on whether you can pass the exam, giving the elderly food and giving you a minimum living allowance is the first thing to do to keep you alive, at least your relatives have dedicated their lives and the country is willing to support you.

Zhang Shidong came here for an office in the Education Office because the office was about to issue a unified document on high schools across the country. At the same time, some famous high school principals and vice principals from Yanjing came to discuss with each other. It can be said that some professionals first understood and thought it was feasible before they issued the documents.

The office is not big, but it has a heavy real power. A small courtyard and a two-story building facing a small street are used together with nearby community offices. The unknown courtyard often has luxury cars, and there are also real power figures in famous schools that are regarded as their children's future hopes.

Entering the door is an open reception hall with six service outlets side by side, with only two people sitting in front of the computers, and the rest are empty. There are signs for suspended offices on the marble countertop. You can hear fleeting laughter ringing in the office inside.

Zhang Shidong is common for such bloated institutions, or every ordinary person has seen this situation to a greater or lesser extent. He has set up many service windows, but except for the inspection by the superior leadership department, he will basically not be full. Even if there are more people waiting for service in line, it is still the case.

Thinking that he had been crazy enough in the past few days, and there was no direct access to the second floor or the interior nearby, Zhang Shidong was lined up behind the person in front of the service. A few minutes later, he sat in front of the marble reception desk with his bag, and said to a young girl inside who was wearing uniform clothing but still couldn't hide her fashion: "I just came from the department and wanted to see Director Qiao here."

The girl was stunned for a moment, then she had a hint of vigilance and contempt in her eyes: "Have you made an appointment with the director? Why don't you call him directly?"

Zhang Shidong paused: "Forget it, the same is true for you."

As he said that, he took out some documents in his bag and said to the girl who looked at the surprised look on his face: "There are more than 30 martyrs here. Now you need to add one to the documents to be issued. In the future, the families of martyrs who meet the corresponding regulations will be admitted for free for free. The school will exempt all fees from attending. Now you need to put the official seal on this document and add this article to me to see. This article is a mandatory regulation implemented for all high schools across the country and will be written into the admissions documents in the future."

The young girl was completely stunned. She was shocked by Zhang Shidong's words. How could a person who did such a big thing come alone? If he could do it, he would use someone to do it. Just add it directly on the phone number below. It's too irritating. Isn't this a liar from where he came from?

"Sir, are you sure you're right?"

Zhang Shidong put his hands on the stage: "I don't think you can make the decision either. You don't have a place to go directly here, so you should hand over your Director Qiao directly."

The girl did not call Director Qiao, but did not sit here to handle Zhang Shidong. Instead, she found a leader at the front desk. A fat woman in her 50s, with her big curly hair and thick makeup, and a faint fragrance on her body. She didn't smell bad but was definitely not good.

He frowned and looked at the information Zhang Shidong took out. This was a completely individual case. He came to find a balance for some martyrs. Such a big thing should have been issued after the resolution of the above. How could it be that the people below came to him?

"Sir, please contact us at the relevant departments. We do not have such great authority here. Even Director Qiao does not have the right to add this opinion to the upcoming document."

"Then please contact Director Qiao immediately. I got his phone number in the department. I called him three times and didn't get through before I came in. I don't know if it's counting working hours now. If I count, I'm here to handle business. If you can't handle it, should you let him come? Also, there are signatures from the department here, you can do as you please."

It’s also a big blame for Director Qiao’s unluckyness. Someone in the department who was not in dealing with him pushed Zhang Shidong’s broom star here in this way, which is not a normal process. In recent days, Manyan Jingdu learned about the fact that this big man personally signed and stamped various documents everywhere. In a few days, hundreds of official seals have been stamped, and more than a dozen departments involved. The heads of various departments have found him and said that they will help and ensure that they will be done properly. Zhang Shidong can’t trust him.

"If there are so many departments involved, I'm sure if you arrange it. Will the people below get discounts when communicating? Will there be problems? I will get all these done within seven days. Can you guarantee it?"

Who can guarantee that it is just giving him face. Seeing that he insisted, he would withdraw. He needed to sign and arrange for the signature and stamp immediately, and inform his subordinates not to provoke this person. However, Director Qiao was unlucky, and the middle link was his mortal enemy. If he suppressed him, he would not get the news. What was even more unlucky was that he did not answer the call from Zhang Shidong.

The female cadre also realized that this matter was not simple, and it seemed that it was not something he could handle. She had to risk being scolded and asked Zhang Shidong to wait and go upstairs to the director's office. If you say that bad luck always comes with some kind of luck, Director Qiao got drunk at noon, and somehow he sent a trait to return to the unit to sleep instead of going home or disappearing.

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