The talented man has no sister, so he does not need to worry about his sister. He is also worried, and his worry is about the current family situation.
When he was in the army, his family didn't have to worry about food and clothing at all. His father was a middle school teacher and his mother worked in a state-owned enterprise. Their monthly income was enough for the family to live a comfortable and well-off life. But when the talented man returned home, he heard that
Only when the house smelled strong and no new furniture had been added in several years did I realize that my mother was seriously ill.
His illness was very serious and he spent all his savings. In order to make money to treat his mother's illness, his father secretly ran cram schools outside. Later, he was reported and lost his job as a teacher to make a living. He has borrowed everything his relatives and friends can, until now.
All relatives and friends avoid them.
In desperation, his father worked early in the morning and went out to sell paintings at night. He used the money from selling paintings to treat his mother's illness and maintain the family's daily food and drink expenses. As for the money the talented man sent back from the army over the years, all of it was spent on his mother's medical treatment.
It can be said that the family has become impoverished and struggling to survive.
"Cheetah, I'm a talented man." On the street, the talented man called Sifangcheng's number from a public phone and found Cheetah, who was temporarily acting as the captain.
Hearing the voice of the talented man, Cheetah immediately dropped what he was doing and said with a smile: "You kid, it took you so long to call me? How is your injury? Yan Fenghuo is in front of you? Call him, I have to scold him.
Two sentences."
"No, I'm not with Yan Fenghuo," the scholar said with a smile, "I've already returned home. By the way, let me ask you, when will my job transfer fee be paid? When will my pension be paid?"
This is a large amount of money. The talented man is a captain-level transfer and a first-class merit recipient. The transfer fee plus the pension are enough to help his family get out of its temporary predicament. He needs this money very much.
"Short of money?" Cheetah immediately said, "Give me your card number."
"There is no shortage of money, haha." The scholar smiled and said: "I'm just asking, aren't you planning to get married? You have to buy what needs to be bought, and figure out when the money will come down, and have a good one. Marriage is a big event, what can I say?
We all have to be in a good position, at least we can’t lose the face of our brothers, haha.”
The talented man is short of money, and everyone who is short of money wants to rob. Next week, his mother will have to undergo chemotherapy, which will cost a lot of money. But he cannot say that his pride does not allow him to tell the truth.
"It should take half a year," Cheetah's voice came over the phone: "You are not yet changing jobs, you are still in active duty. Your recuperation time is half a year, and you will not officially change jobs after half a year, and then you will be paid the transfer fee and
Pension. Talented man, if you need money, just ask, brothers..."
"I'm not short of money, I'm just asking, haha." The scholar smiled and shook his head.
The two chatted on the phone for a while, and Caizi always maintained an absolutely happy mood and did not let any flaws in himself be exposed.
After hanging up the phone, Cai Zi walked on the street with crutches, looking blankly at this strange city to him, and slowly walked to the Civil Affairs Bureau.
Knocking on the door of the resettlement office, Cai Zi asked questions like whether he could be resettled with a smile on his face.
However, what greeted him was an impatient face.
"We don't have your file, let's wait until the file arrives." The clerk buried his head.
"Comrade, my file hasn't arrived yet. It will take about half a year." The scholar still said with a smile on his face: "This period of time is the time to choose a career according to regulations. Also, I have a first-class merit certificate and medal."
The talented man took out his first-class merit medal and certificate and placed them on the table.
First-class meritorious officials can independently choose to work in the three departments of public security, prosecution and law. This is the state's care for meritorious officials.
Seeing the medal and certificate of first-class merit, the clerk finally raised his head, looked at the steel seal on it, looked at the talented man with only one leg, and said with a slightly calmer expression: "Where is the letter of introduction from the army?"
The talented man took out a letter of introduction to the army and handed it over.
Taking the letter of introduction, the clerk immediately called for verification. When she put down the phone, impatience appeared on her face again: "There is no such army!"
"Oh, it may be a problem with the reorganization." Cai Zi quickly said: "When I changed my job, I happened to encounter the reorganization of the army. Blood...The Border Guard Independent Regiment of the Northwest Military Region was reorganized into..."
"Then re-open the letter of introduction." The clerk interrupted the talented man.
"Okay..." The scholar nodded.
Turning around and walking out of the resettlement office, Cai Zi called Cheetah again, but the news he got was that the Blood Fox Heavy Army could not open a letter of introduction. Although Cai Zi was now affiliated with the Blood Fox Heavy Army, there was no introduction for the Special A-type unit.
Xinyi said.
All placement matters will be placed in the file bag, and the Special Category A troops will arrange everything in advance to ensure that every soldier in the Special Category A troops receives the most appropriate placement.
In other words, people in the Special Category A unit will be well-arranged after they change jobs, but one thing is that their placement is all accompanied by files. And they will issue an appointment letter signed by the chief leader of any department of the Public Security Bureau, which is definitely important enough.
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But it will take half a year for the file to arrive, which means that a talented person who urgently needs a job to make money must wait half a year. No matter how good the placement will be after half a year, for the time being, he must find a way on his own.
After leaving the Civil Affairs Bureau, Caizi walked towards the Special Police Detachment of the Public Security Bureau.
After hearing the scholar's purpose, the deputy commander of the SWAT detachment who received him regretfully said that they did not need sniper or tactics instructors for the time being.
Although the response was very tactful, what the scholar saw was the distrustful look of the other party. Indeed, he had a broken leg and an arm, so he probably couldn't even perform the most basic demonstration actions of the teacher.
After leaving the Public Security Bureau, Cai Zi saw the recruitment information for security guards and immediately applied for it.
It's a pity that he is disabled. No security company will hire a disabled person...
Keep hitting the wall, keep hitting the wall, the talent suddenly discovered how terrible this world really is, and suddenly understood why people like Lao Yang in the cooking class refused to return to the real society.
It is dignity and self-esteem. When they return to society, they may not be able to enjoy the honor and love they should have because they are disabled. There is only one place where all honors are displayed: the army.
Only in the army can they find themselves and prevent themselves from getting lost.
Leaning on the railing under the overpass, Cai Zi licked his dry lips, squinted his eyes and stared at the sun slowly moving to the west. The wound on his right leg began to hurt, and it seemed that blood was oozing out again.
"Stop! Stop!!!"
The shouting came, and an old man with gray hair on his temples, half a hundred years old, ran away under the bridge with a pile of paintings and calligraphy, followed by two urban management officials in hot pursuit.
"Dad..." When the talented man saw the old man, he immediately walked up with crutches.
The urban management officer caught up with the scholar's father, snatched the paintings and calligraphy from his arms, and tore them to pieces.
"Don't tear it up, don't tear it up, I won't set up a stall here anymore, I won't set up a stall here anymore, please. My wife is seriously ill, my son broke his leg in the war, these are the breadwinners for the family..."
It was useless to plead. All the paintings that the talented man's father spent countless nights working on were torn to pieces by the city management, heavily thrown to the ground, and trampled mercilessly with their feet.
Looking at the shattered paintings, the gifted father's tears flowed down. To him, these paintings are not hard work, but money. One painting costs fifty yuan, ten paintings cost five hundred yuan, and here are forty paintings.
If all were sold, it would be two thousand yuan. Including the money from the paintings sold a few days ago, it would be just enough to give my wife a round of chemotherapy.
"How many times have I arrested you?" A fat urban management official shook his head, pointed at the scholar's father and shouted: "Don't you know that now is an important period for the construction of urban civilization? You are trying to smear the entire city again! No way!
, I must take you back and educate you well this time. Come on, follow me!"
Two urban management officers forcibly detained the scholar's father and dragged him under the bridge.
"No, please, I promise I will never set up a stall next time. I promise, give me another chance..."
The talented man's father clung to the railing and refused to let go, pleading hard. He couldn't go. If he went, who would take care of the boss, and who would take care of his disabled son?
"Let go! Old man, I have to give you a try today!"
"Please, please..."
A police baton was pulled out from the city manager's waist, raised high, and swung at the hand of the talented man's father who was holding the railing.
"Stop!!!" The scholar roared violently.
"Bang!"
"ah!……"
The scholar's father made a sound of pain and squatted on the ground holding his right hand that had been hit by a police baton. Tears kept flowing downwards. It was not because of the pain, but because he could not hold a stroke with his severely injured right hand for at least half a month.
Painted.
Seeing his father being beaten, the scholar rushed up like a crazed beast with a cane, and with the help of one leg, he jumped up and knocked the city manager aside.
"Dad!" The scholar pursed his lips tightly, trying not to let his tears flow down.
"Hanwen, why are you here? Dad is fine. It's fine." The scholar's father quickly stood up and wiped away his tears with the scholar behind his back.
The scholar could clearly see that his father's right hand was hanging limply and the wrist was swollen, which was the most obvious sign of cartilage contusion.
"I will kill you!!!"
The scholar roared violently, stood on one leg, and swung his cane towards an urban management officer.
The city manager was frightened and quickly backed away to avoid the cane being drawn towards him.
"Keng!"
The crutch that the talented man gathered his full strength hit hard on the steel railing. The crutch broke immediately, and the steel railing was smashed abruptly.
The talented man also lost his balance due to this force and fell heavily to the ground, gasping for air.
"Damn it, even a disabled person dares to interfere with the method, take it back!" The urban management officer was furious and rushed towards the talented man on the ground.
"Come on!" The scholar's eyes were bloodshot and he glared at the two urban management officials.
A police baton hit him hard, hitting his fallen right leg.
"Bang!"
"Ooooooooo!!!"
Blood flowed, and severe pain struck like a tidal wave. The scholar's eyes turned completely blood-red, and he let out a shrill wolf howl in extreme pain.