During those days when everyone was doing business, there was a joke that if a brick was thrown down from the roof, the one who killed him would definitely be a manager. If not, he would also be the deputy manager.
Su Weibo also held the title of deputy manager, but he felt that the title itself was a big brick, and there was no need to smash it. Just pressing it like this will sooner or later crush him to death.
During breakfast, the four of them gathered together again. Su Weibo pretended to be relaxed and said: "Singing, the mood of reunion of comrades is understandable, but drinking too much wine is not good for the body. You are still young now and can't understand it."
Wu Fangge nodded and said that it was Zhenzhen and said, "That's right, I didn't come back last night, and I went to disturb Director Su's rest."
Su Weibo smiled and said, "It's nothing. It's okay for everyone to take care of each other when they are out. It's just that singing is too talkative and you can't stop it when you open your mouth, haha."
Wu Fangge said awkwardly: "I didn't say anything randomly."
Before Su Weibo could speak, He Haibao rushed to say, "Hmph, why did you ask us to pay for the batch of expired medicinal materials in the nursing home? You, you really drank too much."
Wu Fangge patted his head and said, "This is really something. I will report to Director Su that you will definitely not be able to get back. But yesterday I had a party with my comrades and heard a news that when the nursing home handed over the place, there was a batch of medicines and medical equipment. The shelf life was almost over. Now the place has taken over. I don't want this batch of things and intends to sell it very cheaply. If we want it, we can get this batch of goods with a symbolic payment. We are all here, and the spot cash will never be fooled."
Su Weibo thought for a while and asked, "Then what is the symbolic price?"
Wu Fangge said: "About 150,000"
Before Wu Fangge finished speaking, He Haiqiao almost jumped up: "150,000! What are you kidding? The 500,000 or 600,000 has not yet been settled, and another 150,000 will be spent here?"
Su Weibo made a gesture to make He Haibao quiet, and said to Wu Fangge: "Bang Ge, you are willing to help. Both the unit and me are very grateful. But we seem to be unable to do this business. This is not a matter of money. After all, we are government officials, and we pay attention to integrity in doing business. This batch of things is about to expire. What do you think we should do if we get it? If we don't sell it, we will lose money, sell it, and who will sell it to? Who will ask for something that is about to expire? And even if we sell it, will we lose money or not?"
Wu Fangge listened sincerely, and when Su Weibo finished speaking, he said, "Yes, it seems that I was drunk yesterday and had no consideration for doing things. I just pretended that I didn't say anything about it."
"Hahaha, nothing," Su Weibo said tolerantly: "After all, you are a few years younger than me, we all need to learn."
Even if this matter failed, Su Weibo called Wang Shuang to report the situation after the meal. It was difficult for Wang Shuang to handle it. Originally, he planned to send a second group of people to come and call a few public security officers to collect the money, but suddenly a document was issued on the rise, requiring the public security, procuratorial and judicial departments such as the court to not intervene in civil disputes from now on, especially to collect debts. With such a card, the second group of people could not be sent out for a while. Wang Shuang asked them to do a few more days of work and insist on it.
Su Weibo talked about this situation to everyone, and Wu Fangge said: "It seems that the next step is to send lawyers to sue. It's so high and far away, so it's really hard to deal with."
Su Weibo said: "Can't we Jinwu prosecute you?"
Wu Fangge said: "If you can, it is possible, but the case is not easy to execute?"
Su Weibo was originally a person with no idea, but when he saw this, he said: "Although your comrades have no power, they are familiar with each other. After all, they should ask them to help you understand the situation."
Wu Fangge also sighed and said, "I can only treat the dead horse as a living horse."
So Wu Fangge pestered Lao Jia and others to help, just treating guests to dinner. After three or five days, although nothing happened, he made the sanatorium familiar with it now. Of course, Su Weibo was still the deputy manager, He Haibao was an assistant, and Wu Fangge had no position. He looked like a broker and just miserable Zhenzhen and did nothing all day. Wu Fangge said to her: "Zhenzhen, if it really doesn't work, you can go back first, and the team must go well."
Zhenzhen was unwilling to do so at first. Wei Yan's tomb had not been swept, but after a long time, after all, she was a worker. Even if she had a mayor's father, she couldn't go too far. So she took two days to go back and forth to visit Wei Yan's tomb. After returning, she saw that Wu Fangge still had no progress, so she had to go back to Jinwu first.
Seeing Wu Fangge joining relationships and having sex all day long, spending money like flowing water, Su Weibo smiled, but was so anxious that He Haibao had long disliked him, and said to him privately: "Director, I see that the situation is wrong. Fangge always uses the money from our unit to compete for his own friendship. Aren't we the suckers?"
When Su Weibo heard this, he said the same thing as he thought, but after all, he was the person in charge, so he said, "Xiao He, we are just a group, and singing is also a service for our unit. Comrades should trust each other."
He Haibao immediately changed his words and said, "I don't trust it. What I mean is that since we come out to do business, we can't rely solely on his personal relationship. We have to take the initiative to speak. If we don't say anything else, if we are suddenly pulled back by the school, we have no relationship with ourselves, wouldn't we be blind?"
This is something Su Weibo can accept. The two of them did it as soon as they said they did it. From the next day, they were also shameless and had to engage in private activities by themselves. Sometimes when they contacted the people in the sanatorium, they gradually stopped taking Wu Fangge. When Wu Fangge saw it, they simply gave up and asked for leave to go to the Martyrs Cemetery to visit the tombs. Su Weibo agreed to Wu Fangge without thinking. After the two of them left, they had no scruples and did not feel that there was any discomfort in dating with others. They felt more and more that Wu Fangge was not doing the same thing? Moreover, the current supervisor of the sanatorium also verbally proposed several times that he was willing to sell the batch of goods to them at a low price, but the negotiations on the payment for the goods they had owed in the past have not made any progress.
Wu Fangge left Su Weibo and He Haibao, and suddenly felt relaxed. Although Wu Fangge was familiar with the rules of personnel and relationships, he himself did not like to be in it - too tired
Wu Fangge took a bus to a small border county where he had been stationed in a battle a few years ago. He first found a hotel with good conditions. It was too late that day and didn't go anywhere. The next morning, he bought a lot of sacrifices and rented a car to go to the Martyrs' Cemetery.
He had been here once before and was deeply impressed, so he quickly found Wei Yan's tombstone. Looking at the smiling face with feminine charm on the tombstone photo, Wu Fangge's nose felt sore and burst into tears.
He held the tombstone and whispered: "Yan, I've come to you a few days ago. Zhenzhen has also come here. Maybe she told you that we are together now. Although there are still troubles, it's still a happy thing. I have made some small money and made some unclear transactions. Now I am studying in Sanhe Administrative College, which is a place to train reserve cadres. In a few years, I may become a rich and powerful person. But you may not like me to be such a person, but you don't know that if I don't do that, it may be difficult to become a happy person. I am not happy, and I don't think you will be happy either."
Wu Fangge talked for a long time, and while speaking, he placed the fruit, red wine and other offerings he bought in front of the tombstone, and paid tribute to him. Then he looked for the tombs of several other comrades whom he knew, and they also worshiped them one by one. Seeing that it was about noon, the offerings were not used up, and the things were not taken back, so he didn't care whether he knew them or not, and placed them one by one. Until he used up all the things, he put his hands together and said, "Brothers, I'm leaving now. I may have to stay here for a few days. When I'm free, I'll see you, take care of you, take care of yourself."
After saying that, he turned around and went down the mountain
However, Wu Fangge is certainly not the only worshiper. There are more than 500 martyrs in this cemetery. Their families come to worship from all directions every year from time to time. Today, there are also a few people. Wu Fangge saw a peasant woman in her fifties standing in front of a tombstone. She was dressed in a shabby dress and muttering to herself. She saw that there was no photo on the tombstone. She only wrote that the offering used by the peasant woman to pay tribute to the tombstone was a bottle of mineral water and a plate of pancakes made by herself. It was probably brought by the peasant woman from her home. The look was no longer fresh.
The peasant woman had already seen Wu Fangge paying a lot of worship, thinking that he was also his son's comrade-in-arms, so she said, "Young man, you are my Chiron's comrade-in-arms."
Wu Fangge actually didn't know Wang Kailong, but after asking this, it was really hard to refuse, so he nodded and said, "Yes, he is one of my best friends."
The peasant woman looked at Wu Fangge up and down, tears rolling in her eyes and said, "Okay, it seems that you are a promising young man. Chiron is really lucky. You have come to see him in the past few years."
Wu Fangge's nose was so sour when he saw the plastic bag in his hand. He actually took out a bottle of wine box and a pack of cigarettes to pay homage to his comrade Wang Kailong, whom he had never met.
It was close to the offerings. Wu Fangge smelled the pancake and thought that his mother was pitiful, so he brought the pancake from all over the place. He probably didn't have much money on his body and felt sad the more he thought about it. He reached out and grabbed the pancake and took a big bite. The peasant woman quickly grabbed it and said, "Baby, I can't do it, this cake is not good."
Wu Fangge said: "Mom Wang, just let me eat it. Chiron told me back then: The pancakes you made are the best. I asked me to go to your house. Chiron doesn't mind." As he said that, he swallowed it in big mouthfuls. While eating, he was crying down and the peasant woman stopped pulling him, and then shed tears on the side.
After the commemoration of Wang Kailong, Wu Fangge and Wang's mother went down the mountain together. Then they went in and invited Wang's mother to have a meal at the small shop at the foot of the mountain. When they met several families of martyrs, they were silent. Some of them were just nodding in understanding, and at most they asked: "Which unit is your child from?"
After lunch, Wang's mother was about to leave. Wu Fangge advised: "It's not easy for you to come, so why not stay for a few more days."
Wang's mother said: "No, there is still work at home. His father also went there last year and there was no one at home."
Wu Fangge felt more and more uncomfortable when he heard this. He insisted on sending her back to Kunming, but Wang's mother refused. Wu Fangge had to take her to the long-distance bus station, bought her tickets, and quietly stuffed several hundred yuan into her bag. Wang's mother thanked her repeatedly. Wu Fangge said: "I am the same as my brothers as my brothers, so don't be polite to me."
After seeing off Mom Wang, Wu Fangge looked at the tombs all over the mountains and said to himself: "Everyone, I'm not a lie today. Aren't you all my brothers?"