Chapter 32 - II
Jiang Xiaochuan was speechless. Jiang Encheng had been wronged a lot over the years. He worked hard for the country, but in the end, he was judged as a deserter because of a misunderstanding that was too late to be verified.
He had been living alone for so many years, and didn’t enjoy the treatment of other veterans. He thought if Jiang Xiaochuan hadn’t been promoted step by step, his previous deserter identification would not have been canceled, right?
As his son, Jiang Xiaochuan knew a little about how painful Jiang Encheng felt, but he didn’t know everything, so he could only remain silent about it.
Jiang Encheng sighed, turned over the golden and red medal, and showed him the back, “Did you see anything?”
“This is…” Jiang Xiaochuan frowned, wondering why the back of the medal was so roughly engraved. A picture of a bullet?
Jiang Encheng retracted his hand, put the medal into the box, pressed his palm on the lid, and said, “It’s better for you not know those things that happened a long time ago. By the way, who is the young man who came today?”
“Which young man?” Among the young people who came, Yue Qingci and Yue Fan were the two younger ones, but Jiang Xiaochuan didn’t know which one Jiang Encheng was referring to.
“The one who stood aside and didn’t say much.” Jiang Encheng said briefly.
That was Yue Qingci.
Jiang Xiaochuan was a little strange. Logically speaking, Jiang Encheng should ask about Yue Fan, who had been talking to him. Still, instead, he noticed Yue Qingci, who had almost no presence.
“That’s Major Yue Qingci, from the Chengzhou Military Region. He seems to be a cousin to Yue Fan.” Jiang Xiaochuan knew a lot, but he could only say a little, even if it was only to his father.
“I understand.” After saying that, Jiang Encheng shook his head again.
Jiang Xiaochuan couldn’t understand; Jiang Encheng’s behavior seemed a bit strange. Jiang Xiaochuan recognized and appreciated Yue Qingci’s ability. No matter what kind of person Yue Qingci was, it was irrefutable that he was capable.
He was very curious about the meaning of Jiang Encheng’s actions: “What’s wrong with him?”
“Nothing, he’s a very good young man.” Jiang Encheng didn’t say much, and seemed to be very taboo about this topic.
Jiang Xiaochuan didn’t ask any more questions. Jiang Encheng had too many injuries on his body. Even if he was his son, he was always very careful when he spoke for fear of exposing his old scars. Looking at Jiang Encheng’s expression now, he knew that he must have thought of some old things after seeing Yue Qingci.
These people in the military area were really good at causing trouble.
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When Jiang Xiaochuan recalled the whole story of condolences, doubts naturally emerged.
The condolences were not notified by the military or by other agencies. That was to say, a letter of condolence should be sent to the compound’s mailbox, and then passed to Jiang Xiaochuan’s hands.
This condolences information was obtained by Qu Zhendong, deputy secretary of the Provincial Party Committee, and Qu Zhendong came to Jiang Xiaochuan to see the country’s veterans. The important thing was to inform the condolences, but if there was a hidden purpose behind it, it would be to explore Jiang Xiaochuan’s situation.
Qu Zhendong had called him before and told him that the Rong family’s case was too deep and asked him not to interfere. He also reminded Jiang Xiaochuan that having a good relationship with the military region was the right way to go.
As a deputy secretary of the Provincial Party Committee, Qu Zhendong should not have said these words, but since he had said them, there must be a deep meaning. When a series of unreasonable things were put together, it became reasonable.
Chengzhou officialdom was now greatly influenced by Qu Zhendong. After all, many people in the Chengzhou Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government had some unclear relationships with him.
He was sure only those in the game knew how dark the officialdom was.
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Jiang Xiaochuan, upon returning to his room, called Wei Lai, who happened to be looking for him. It was impeccable timing.
“What’s happening?” Jiang Xiaochuan intended to talk with Wei Lai, but overheard the discussion on the other line and anticipating something significant happening again.
However, this matter wasn’t substantial; it centered around funding approval for departments under Jiang Xiaochuan. Previously it was reported to Zhou Qian’s secretariat, but the absence of Zhou Qian led to a cumbersome process.
Amidst a large-scale investigation, everyone was scared that any responsibility might be an arrow hitting their heads, thus stalled the funding approvals for Jiang Xiaochuan’s departments.
Should they seek approval from the municipal party committee secretary for a small administrative fund?
Wei Lai, efficient in handling affairs beside Jiang Xiaochuan, found himself entangled in this minor financial approval matter. In an awkward move, he planned to talk with Jiang Xiaochuan, who actually called him first. So, Wei Lai ended up reporting the situation to Jiang Xiaochuan through the phone.
Jiang Xiaochuan wanted to laugh when he heard it, with some chuckling he said, “These municipal government folks… don’t worry. The matter before Zhou Qian is on hold. Mayor Qian who is experienced in economic work, will take charge. It’s a two-day process to select someone, so endure it for these two days. I’ll inform Mayor Qian later, and you just proceed with the workflow, getting approvals from the departments.”
The so-called workflow was just a routine rigid work.
Wei Lai nodded in agreement, and then hung up the phone after talking about some recent events.
In his words, he mentioned that there seemed to be something wrong with the monthly report from the financial administration side. Every fund from the government was counted, and the funds allocated above were written down clearly, how much allocated and how much was spent.
The gap between the financial budget and the final account must fluctuate within a certain range. It was not good to exceed too much and it would be suspicious if it had too much balance.
After the final financial accounts of this period, it seemed that a large overspending was discovered, which seriously exceeded the previous financial budget amount. The specific situation was still unclear, because these days were still included in the final financial accounting period, and all the information had not been finalized. It was difficult to distinguish between true and false.
Jiang Xiaochuan asked Wei Lai to pay attention to this news, and then hung up. He dialed Qian Qiming’s phone number, but he didn’t know why no one answered.
“Dudududu…”
Such a sound sounded ominous to Jiang Xiaochuan.