CCTnovel Chapter 1518 - 286: Transfer Him Over! (Part 2)
Chapter 1518 - 286: Transfer Him Over! (Part 2)
The literary evening themed "Double Support" is just a small interlude. On the morning of the 9th, the Binjiang Ship continues to be open to the public.Originally thought that there would be fewer visitors than the previous two days. Unexpectedly, as the news about the Binjiang Ship being open to the public spread, there were even more people than the previous two days. Many military enthusiasts even came from afar.
Those military enthusiasts were not Binjiang people, and since they did not have tickets, they were refused entry. However, they did not want to leave just like that, pleading with the police on duty at the gate, and even asking them to request instructions from their superiors.
Han Yu learned about this only at three o’clock in the afternoon, and asked on the walkie-talkie: "How many military enthusiasts have come?"
"There were only a dozen in the morning, now there are thirty-two."
"Where are they all from?"
"They come from all over the country, including several college students."
Military enthusiasts flocking to see warships is similar to star-chasers going to see celebrities.
Han Yu is also a military enthusiast, but more rational than those at the gate, not willing to spend money traveling to other places just to see warships. Logically, these enthusiasts should be allowed in, as they have a passion for the military and care about national defense. If no one is interested in the military and weaponry, it wouldn’t be a good situation for the country.
But military enthusiasts are also a group that foreign hostile forces focus on.
Han Yu didn’t dare to rashly make decisions, so he asked Deputy Director Wu from the Police Bureau’s 110 Command Center, who represented Director Fan and was stationed at the "Command Center," to keep an eye on things, while he went downstairs to the dock and found Director Yang on the 825 Boat, chatting with Jiang Shengqi and other old subordinates. He reported the situation of outside military enthusiasts wanting to come in for a visit.
"You’re the on-site commander. Whether to let them in or not, you don’t need to report to me."
"This involves military secrets."
Director Yang saw that Han Yu wanted to let those people in and couldn’t help but laugh: "They won’t be allowed to bring cameras or take random photos. What’s more, the Binjiang Ship will be upgraded and renovated after returning. Not to mention, they’re unlikely spies. Even if they were, what is there to be afraid of?"
"Okay, I’ll let them in first." Han Yu thought and added, "I’ll have my colleagues verify and register their ID information during the security check and arrange for the National Security Team to keep an eye on them."
The Binjiang Ship is an old vessel that has been in service for over 20 years, and related data is already known to military enthusiasts, with foreign hostile forces being even more aware.
Director Yang knew that foreign militaries were not interested in the Binjiang Ship—in fact, they looked down on it—but seeing Han Yu being so cautious, he still nodded: "It’s good to be cautious. Having the National Security Police keep an eye on things is also fine."
After arranging for the outside military enthusiasts to come in for a visit, Han Yu was about to return to the Command Center when he unexpectedly encountered President Xu from the Binjiang Port Group.
They are the current "breadwinner" of the Changhang Bureau!
Han Yu didn’t dare to be negligent and hurried up, saluting: "Hello, President Xu. President Xu, are you here to inspect the work?"
"I was just looking for you. It’s good timing."
"What’s the matter?"
"Salted Fish, you’re quite something, using our place for people to park and having our security help collect their parking fees. Looking around, row after row, there must be over a thousand parked cars. You must be collecting quite a bit of money in one day!"
"Only a few cents per car, not much." Han Yu chuckled.
"Using my place, using my people, but none of the money is shared with us!" President Xu pointed at the stalls in the distance and continued: "Then there are those taking photos, selling warship models, selling water—all using our dock space. Shouldn’t I have a labor service company come talk to you about venue occupation fees?"
"President Xu, the money we make is your money, too." Han Yu retorted, with conviction: "Every extra cent we earn means one less we need from the Group."
This is a concept swap!
You’ve been helping the Rescue Boat Team earn money these days, not securing funding for the Changhang Bureau.
President Xu saw through it but didn’t tear it open, making an atmosphere: "It sounds somewhat reasonable."
"President Xu, don’t be fooled by my hustle and bustle. In reality, the money earned is not much compared to the Group—it’s like a drop in the ocean."
"Even grasshoppers are meat."
President Xu smiled and changed the topic: "Salted Fish, you’re one of our Port Authority’s children, you should know how difficult it is to operate a business. There are some things I’m not convenient to ask the city leaders, only you."
Han Yu asked in a low voice: "What is it?"
"How long will the Binjiang Ship be open?"
"The original plan was to remain open until 5 p.m. the day after tomorrow."
President Xu did not want to hide things from Han Yu and straightforwardly said: "The other docks are overwhelmed. Right now, there are two cargo ships waiting for loading and unloading, just anchoring at the anchor point."
Plans never keep up with changes.
Han Yu was silent for a moment and asked in a negotiating tone: "Can we move the Binjiang Ship to the passenger terminal and open it to the public during times when passenger ships are not entering and leaving the port?"
The dock resources are tight.
The Binjiang Ship occupying one more day will cause one more day of economic loss for the Binjiang Port Group.
President Xu thought Han Yu’s plan was feasible and smiled: "However, you’ll need to report to the city side for approval. Additionally, if you move it there, it can only depend on the Dunship; if there are as many people visiting as there are now, it can easily cause accidents."
"I understand, I’ll report to Mayor Qin. As for the safety during public opening, we’ll pay attention."
"Alright, I await your news." President Xu patted Han Yu’s arm and then turned and left. After a few steps, he turned back, pointing at Boss Wu, who was selling models in the exhibition area, and laughed: "Salted Fish, that warship model looks good. Help me get a couple in return."
"President Xu, that’s someone else’s business. I’m not the boss!"
"Nothing to do with you?"
"It’s okay."
"Alright, I’ll have security let them leave now."
"Wait a moment, President Xu, it’s just two models, I’ll find a way."
"That’s more like it. I haven’t settled a big bill with you, and you’re already talking small bills with me."
...
Meanwhile, Feng Qingshan, who was visiting the honor room at the Linghai Reserve Camp, suddenly received a call from a unit leader.
He stopped in his tracks, holding his cellphone, and asked, "Director Yang, what’s the instruction?"
"Old Feng, are you thinking about transferring to the Binjiang Navy Retirement Home?"
"Director, I... I’m not thinking about transferring. It’s mainly because apart from diving, I don’t know much else. I’m worried I won’t be able to adapt to civilian life."
"Did you meet the Fleet Commander of the East Sea Fleet in Binjiang?" Deputy Director Yang of the academy’s political department asked curiously.
Feng Qingshan turned back to look at Yang Jianbo, who was secretly laughing, and said embarrassedly, "No, it was Director Yang of the East Sea Fleet Destroyer Squadron who led the Binjiang Ship to Binjiang for a rest. I didn’t know Director Yang before, but after an event organized in Binjiang City, I simply went over to salute and greet."
Deputy Director Yang listened in confusion and grew more curious, laughing, "Old Feng, the Retirement Home is a good place; not just anyone can transfer there. Be honest, who did you contact?"
"Director Yang, I didn’t contact anyone."
Not contacting anyone, how is that possible?
Deputy Director Yang didn’t believe him, but such matters shouldn’t be probed too deeply, so he laughed and said, "Ten minutes ago, the headquarters political department called the Political Commissioner, specifically to discuss your matter, asking us to have a chat with you and see if you’re interested in transferring to the Binjiang Navy Retirement Home. If you’re willing, they’ll issue the transfer order."
"I’m willing."
"Old Feng, think carefully about this! You’re different from the young cadres just graduating and joining the unit. You have elderly parents above and kids below; if you transfer, what about your wife and child? Especially your wife, how will her job be arranged?"
"Director Yang, I spoke with my wife on the phone last night; she’s supportive of my transfer to work in Binjiang."
"Alright then, I’ll report to the superiors like this. Once you’re done with your tasks, quickly come back to handle the paperwork. I’ll also need to prep for your farewell ceremony."
The matter spoken about last night was resolved today!
Han Yu only made one phone call, without even needing to seek assistance from the Big Commander, leaving Feng Qingshan stunned as he put down his phone, unable to recover for a while.
Anyone who has worked with Salted Fish has progressed, one by one.
Your transfer within the system really isn’t a big deal for Salted Fish.
Yang Jianbo wasn’t surprised; he reached out and patted Feng’s arm, "Captain Feng, quickly call Director Han. Now that your transfer is confirmed, your wife’s job needs to be arranged promptly too."
"Always contacting Secretary Han, is it appropriate?"
"What’s inappropriate about it? Besides, he’s not an outsider."
"Alright."
...
Han Yu received a call from Feng Qingshan, confirming that the superiors agreed to transfer Old Feng to Binjiang, and immediately called to report to Vice Mayor Qin.
As expected by Deputy Chief of Staff Jiang, Vice Mayor Qin was indeed very pleased.
"Salted Fish, are you saying he’s transferring to the Navy Retirement Home, not considering leaving Binjiang?"
"Yes, and the superiors have already agreed on the job transfer."
"That’s great!"
Vice Mayor Qin stood up, left the office, and as he went to find Mayor Wang, he laughed while holding the cellphone, "Comrade Qingshan transferring to the Navy Retirement Home is still a serving naval officer, along with the 105th military unit soon to collaborate with us in Binjiang for military-civilian construction. This means the assault team responsible for emergency rescue during the Jingjiang Section floods in ’98 is reunified.
Though the assault team is a temporary unit, we shouldn’t treat it as temporary. It’s a mixed force of the Land, Sea, and Air Forces, recognized by the Central Military Commission and the National Flood Control Headquarters; I estimate there aren’t many like it nationwide. So, the Red Flag of the assault team we should continue to fly, and keep flying it!"
Old Ge only transitioned the Binjiang Flood Rescue Mobile Camp into the Linghai Reserve Camp.
But you all are doing well, somehow claiming a flag that shouldn’t belong to Binjiang, wanting to turn the achievements of the assault team all into Binjiang’s, and plan to keep flying the assault team flag.
The leadership’s perspective is indeed grand!
Han Yu was deeply impressed, and quickly capitalized on the momentum, saying, "Mayor Qin, regarding Captain Feng’s transfer, there’s probably no major changes, just that his wife’s situation needs to be addressed now."
"Where does his wife work?"
"His wife is a doctor, working at a community health center in Hanwu."
"Arrange for her to move with the military. Even if there’s no relevant policy, we’ll still treat this special case specially."
"The key is that I can’t manage it!"
"I’ll handle this; I’ll speak with the Civil Affairs Bureau and Health Bureau."