After Being Reborn, I became a firefighter again?

Chapter 681: Chapter 473: Holding a Corps Meeting after Drinking

The Peking duck was replaced with a meal of lamb spine hotpot.

Lamb spine hotpot pairs even better with drinks, and Old Jin, truly craving flavor, suggested switching from liquor to a couple of bottles of beer.

His reasoning was quite strong.

The August First Medal, after all, deserved some celebration, right?

Fang Huai twitched at the sound of this. freewёbnoνel.com

The highest military honor celebrated with two bottles of beer, if word got out, that would be an insult to the honor.

During the trip to Beijing, Fang Huai wore his honors for all to see, and even made some progress on system-related negotiations, so he went ahead and ordered a bottle of the recently popular Little Panther Liquor to accompany Old Jin for a drink.

Seeing Fang Huai letting loose, Old Cao did as well, for he was quite the drinker himself, his drinking buddy being the Captain of the People’s Armed Police, but with a heavy workload this year, he had barely touched alcohol in almost six months.

In his past life, Fang Huai wasn’t a teetotaler; cigarettes and alcohol were the standard distraction from life, but since his rebirth, while he had smoked a few cigarettes, he hadn’t touched alcohol at all, haunted by the memory of drunkenly swearing brotherhood to his supervisor and stuffing cigarette butts into clients’ mouths, terrified of speaking out of turn should he get drunk again.

With everyone letting their guard down, the drinking began, and they all felt bold and expansive.

A few glasses in.

Old Jin laughed heartily.

Fang Huai felt his head spin.

However, in this life, Fang Huai’s self-control was far greater than before, so feeling a bit tipsy, he stopped drinking.

Upon returning to the hotel, he called his parents to share the good news, and they ended up chatting for about an hour.

His parents had been very busy lately. Without notifying them, and they not having watched the morning’s live broadcast of the ceremony, his father was so excited upon hearing about the August First Medal, he nearly hopped on a flight to Ziyang, Sichuan to find their ancestral graves, then rambled on about how he’d heard this medal was originally bestowed upon the founding generation of military servicemen, a supreme honor.

He even went as far as claiming that the Fang family had produced a revolutionary ancestor, leaving Fang Huai laughing and crying at the same time, feeling that his little intoxication couldn’t match his father’s "drunk on joy without wine."

His mother, on the other hand, began to inquire for the first time how many holidays one got in a year in the Troops, how many days he could come home, if he would stay in Guiyang or be transferred elsewhere, what the housing prices were in Guiyang, and other such secondary considerations.

Listening to Fang Kaiyang’s tone, she seemed to have given up her last fantasy, worrying that with such a significant honor bestowed upon her son, he wouldn’t be allowed to return home, and with the two men in the family all about the Troops, she, a woman, couldn’t persuade them otherwise.

When they had first sent her son to join the Troops, the fear was that he wouldn’t be wanted, but now the see the treatment he’s getting, the worry is that they wouldn’t let him retire until he retires.

She was tangled in her thoughts again.

Earning so much property, what to do?

There was only one son in the family, and only one daughter-in-law they could rely on.

Before hanging up the phone, Fang Huai let his father speak once more, updating him on the firefighting equipment and internet companies’ affairs, which he had discussed with his dad before. Without going into detail again, he simply said to get the companies registered, and they would come over to sign the contracts when the time came, suggesting they could make money.

Fang Huai was usually very busy in the Troops, and his communication with Fang Kaiyang was this frank and direct style. Initially, Fang Kaiyang was worried about his son’s casual arrangements, but he later realized that his son’s offhand suggestions made more money than his own careful deliberations, and whenever there was a problem, Fang Huai just needed to listen and could pinpoint the key issues and make decisions in a few words.

Over time, Fang Kaiyang simply got used to following whatever was suggested.

Thus, the whole matter between father and son was concluded in just a few words over the phone.

But when he turned to call Yang Shaoqing, the line was busy.

After more than ten attempts, it was still engaged.

Fang Huai, bored yet also wanting to show off a bit, decided to call his uncle.

As soon as the call connected, Fang Huai immediately crossed his legs with a bit of smugness and said:

"Uncle, such a big celebration and you don’t think to give me a call to congratulate me?"

Now adorned with the August First Medal and slightly tipsy, Fang Huai was acting all pompous in the presence of his uncle, the recipient of First Class Merit, almost to the point of asking, "Elder Deng, where’s my Phantom parked?"

But, a familiar voice came from the other side: "Little Fang?"

The voice wasn’t close or loud.

Yet Fang Huai was shocked, almost dropping the phone, and instantly sat up straight.

There was silence on the other end for a moment before Zhang Zhongting spoke.

"Why are you calling now?" free𝑤ebnovel.com

Fang Huai replied cautiously, "I just heard... Corps Captain Wu’s voice. Are you with the Corps Captain?"

Suddenly, laughter erupted from the other side, where there seemed to be a crowd.

"You’ve got clout, kid. Political Commissar Wu, General Luo ordered me to put you on speaker during a corps meeting. All the leadership is here. Just now we were deciding on how to commend you, so go ahead, give the leaders a good report!"

All the alcohol in Fang Huai sobered up instantly.

Well, damn.

I’m boggled here.

Was I just casually joining the meeting while drinking?

Political Commissar Wu... seems like there’s been a change of command over there.

"Uh... Political Commissar, Corps Captain, all the leadership, thank you for your care and support! I’m currently studying at Kunzhi School, and I’ve gained a lot. The honor I received today has further solidified my determination to serve our country! This August First Medal is not for me, but a recognition from the State for our Firefighting Forces! I’m honored to accept this honor on behalf of our Firefighting Forces!"

As he finished, applause quickly rang out from the other side of the phone.

"Well said!"

"Manager Zhang, bringing up a nephew like this, you’ve really brought honor to the family!"

And there was the hearty laughter of Boss Wu, no, Political Commissar Wu, on the other end of the phone.

"Little Fang, study hard! The corps leadership has already discussed, after you graduate and work for a while, the political committee of the whole corps will promote you ahead of schedule!"