After Being Reborn, I became a firefighter again?

Chapter 85: Chapter 43 Report... Reporting to the Chief of Staff, it’s mine

(I’ve made some modifications to the previous Chapter to explain things in more detail; those who felt it was a bit chaotic might want to reread it.)

"Haha, Director Yang, your work is famous throughout the province, and you’re known as a role model in leading soldiers. Who could question that?"

Vice-director Liu’s dragging in all directions made everyone feel rather uncomfortable.

But apart from Yang Yonghua, no one here was in a good position to speak up.

Seeing that he had more or less subtly criticized everyone present, Yang Yonghua thought to himself that he had given enough face, and it was time to set the tone for the matter.

He said sternly, "Jiang Peng, will you be able to show some decent performance in Squad Leader Pan’s squad from now on? In front of your uncle, state your position clearly today!"

Jiang Peng was startled.

Not transferring squads?

Vice-director Liu, feeling pity for him in his predicament and remembering his wife’s nagging, couldn’t help but probe again.

"Squad Leader Hao, the new recruit who switched squads with him... Is he coping well in terms of living habits? Hasn’t he been held back in any way? I think maybe..." freёwebnovel.com

"He’s doing quite well," Hao Chengbin immediately interjected: "That new recruit, Han Yong! There was a conflict with another new recruit in Squad Eight, but after transferring to our squad, he has become much more proactive!"

Hao Chengbin had been waiting to say just that and had gone over it countless times in his mind, afraid that the Chief of Staff wouldn’t remember, even heavily emphasizing Han Yong’s name.

This assist reminded soccer fan Yang Yonghua of Chelsea’s classic pass against Burnley, and he immediately slapped the table.

"Great! I was just wondering how to report to General Luo! Han Yong, who swapped with Jiang Peng, was sent by General Luo from the whole corps! It was only from a call I received from Political Commissar Zhou the other day, that I found out!"

Vice-director Liu instantly felt that he had been too talkative.

He shouldn’t have come here at all.

"Old Yang, why didn’t you tell me earlier? You this..."

Even Wang Jian, Hao Chengbin, and Pan Zhaohui were taken aback.

Inside, Pan Zhaohui breathed a sigh of relief.

MMP, good thing I didn’t hit him, good thing I didn’t hit him...

Hao Chengbin also kept reflecting in his mind, lost in thought.

What kind of intelligence is this from Fang Huai? The relationship with the whole corps, and with the leadership of the whole corps, why not clarify it?

Deputy Head Luo, the third leader, among the seven deputy division commanders of the whole corps, he’s ranked first. It wouldn’t be surprising if he took over the main position in a couple of years.

Wang Jian, on the other hand, had a clear understanding but suddenly thought of what he said to Pan Zhaohui that morning, "The new recruit’s placement isn’t for the new recruit to decide."

Actually, that statement was a bit inconsiderate at the time and wasn’t so absolute...

Vice-director Liu didn’t bother with niceties with the Chief of Staff anymore and got up.

"Jiang Peng, come with me for a moment."

After saying that, he walked out the door.

Although Vice-director Liu didn’t directly blame Jiang Peng, he also became a bit muddleheaded, and a small gesture put Jiang Peng in a dangerous position.

Fortunately, Jiang Peng still had some reflexes and subconsciously glanced at the Chief of Staff.

The Chief of Staff raised his hand and waved, and only then did Jiang Peng leave.

If Jiang Peng had just left without this, it would have shown a lack of awareness of who the boss was, disregarding his superior.

Vice-director Liu was casually dressed today, and even if Pan Zhaohui had been the only one in the office, he would have needed to ask the squad leader’s permission before leaving.

The reason is the same as the other day eating in the canteen.

...

When Jiang Peng returned, he was extremely dejected.

His uncle had actually told him not to offend people everywhere, to take the initiative, and to get along with soldiers from the same year.

The helplessness on his uncle’s face did not settle him as much as a scolding would have.

At least that way, in his heart, his uncle would still be the composed figure he had seen upon entering the office, only upset because he had made a mistake.

But in reality, his uncle didn’t scold him; instead, he spoke softly, stabbing at his heart with every word.

"Our family doesn’t have strong connections, no powerful backing, don’t offend people..."

It was only the last sentence, "Little Pan probably won’t do anything more, you can rest assured and stay in Squad Eight," that gave him some comfort.

This was the extent of his family’s capability.

Others have backgrounds, all he has is a silhouette...

Vice-director Liu entered the office, picked up his bag from the desk, and chuckled.

"Old Yang, I’m going to have to trouble you with this matter. You wouldn’t blame me for causing the new recruit group extra trouble with Jiang Peng’s squad change, right? Don’t file a petty report with the leadership!"

He and Yang Yonghua were acquainted, and since Yang was straightforward, Liu decided not to beat around the bush to avoid worry later on.

Yang Yonghua waved his hand and summarized his speech.

"Alright, our relationship, comrades from the same squadron, do we still need to speak of these things? The outcome is quite good now! Both individuals have the opportunity to develop their potential!"

"I will also look after your nephew! Indeed, there was a breach of principle in today’s incident... I won’t hold either of them accountable!

Pan Zhaohui, you should also make a gesture to the family of the new recruit! When leading soldiers in the future, pay attention to your methods! Just yesterday the regiment leader said..."

Yang Yonghua intended to give Pan Zhaohui a thorough lesson but felt it was not the right time, so he could only point at Pan Zhaohui and grit his teeth.

"I’ll deal with you when I get a chance!"

Pan Zhaohui and Wang Jian breathed a sigh of relief, with the Chief of Staff saying so, there wouldn’t be any reporting and criticizing.

Plus, he had saved face for them, speaking of making a gesture to the family of the new recruit. Pan Zhaohui couldn’t be ungrateful, and turned to Vice-director Liu with a hint of apology.

"Vice-director... Liu, my method of leading troops previously..."

"Eh!" Vice-director Liu interrupted and reached out to shake Pan Zhaohui’s hand.

"Chief of Staff Yang is still blaming me! Squad Leader Pan, for a mischievous new recruit like Jiang Peng, one has to be strict! You did the right thing! Thank you to all the veteran squad leaders who contribute silently to the training of new recruits! Let’s keep in touch if there’s anything!"

Since he was making a gesture, there was no need to insist on an apology.

The last sentence, "Let’s keep in touch if there’s anything," was like doing a favor without really saying anything.

With that move, Vice-director Liu essentially reset the negative impression Jiang Peng had made on everyone.

Just a youngster under thirty, how could he stand up to such a seasoned officer’s posturing? By the time the conversation was over, Pan Zhaohui was already smiling.

Then he shook hands with Wang Jian, indulging in formal pleasantries about the young and promising company leader.

Conveniently, he tactically ’forgot’ about Hao Chengbin.

In the office today, he had a good grasp of who truly resented Jiang Peng from the previous incident.

Although Pan Zhaohui hit someone, it was just about the issue at hand. Hao Chengbin, who eagerly opposed the squad swap, was the one who really had a grudge against Jiang Peng.

And a slick operator doesn’t always have to speak out against someone. A more civilized approach is simply to pay courtesy to everyone else and deliberately omit him.

Until Vice-director Liu left the office, Yang Yonghua was still relentlessly lecturing Pan Zhaohui.

But the moment the door closed, Yang Yonghua immediately changed his demeanor, leaning back in his office chair, calmly looking at Wang Jian.

"Wang Jian, what’s scheduled for this morning?"

Wang Jian snapped to attention, "Report to the Chief of Staff, reciting regulations and orders!"

"Take him back."

The Chief of Staff waved casually, as if the play was over and he no longer wished to pretend.

"Yes!"

Jiang Peng’s eyes bulged in disbelief.

I’m still here! My uncle just left! He didn’t deal with anything, and just like that, he’s taking him back? At least do some psychological work on me!

But that was the Chief of Staff’s intention, your uncle is your uncle, and you, little brat, aren’t worth my time, not even a second.

That was his clear attitude.

Wang Jian gave Pan Zhaohui a meaningful look, then pulled Jiang Peng to get ready to leave.

Hao Chengbin, seeing that the matter was settled, glanced at his Rolex, then at a set of keys on the table, his expression changing as he approached Yang Yonghua with a fawning smile.

"Chief of Staff, could I borrow your car?"

Yang Yonghua followed his gaze to the keys and immediately his eyes widened; he quickly reached out to cover the keys.

"What are you up to?? Neither cars nor wives are to be lent out!"

Hao Chengbin checked his watch with an urgent "there’s no time, get in the car" look and said, "Official business! Once it’s done, I’ll definitely surprise you!"

...

Squad Nine.

As soon as the squad leader stepped out, everyone began reciting.

However, reciting is a test of patience, and most of Squad Nine lacked it.

Reciting regulations was too boring, so they started doodling, sleeping with half-closed eyes.

But nobody dared to lie down.

Everyone was afraid that the door would suddenly open, the squad leader would suddenly appear, and their happy little life would disappear just like that.

While striving to maintain the status quo, everyone tried to indulge carefully.

Squad Leader Pan from Squad Eight was already making noise in the hallway, but the squad leader hadn’t returned yet.

Fang Huai could only curse in his heart.

Hey, this Little Hao, out playing all day, not caring about the new recruits, ever since I came, life has gotten more and more indulgent.

Fang’s spirit of mental victory took the upper hand once again.

Just as he was thinking this, Wang Jian’s voice came from outside the door.

"Damn it, Hao Chengbin fell downstairs, come down with me and check on him!"

As soon as these words dropped, Squad Nine was in disarray.

Han Yong, who was sitting at the back, turned around and was the first to rush to the window, opening it to stick his head out.

The window of Squad Nine was directly opposite the entrance of the New Training Building, and you could even see the Base’s Big Gate.

A few who were close also hurriedly gathered around the window.

It was pointless; only Zhao Bing had keen eyesight. He took a glance and pointed to a spot.

"Looks like it really is the squad leader!"

On hearing this, Fang Huai stopped squeezing in and swiftly opened the door to chase after them, shouting.

"Company Leader! Captain Wang!"

Without the company leader, they wouldn’t even dare to go through the big iron gate downstairs, let alone from the fifth to the third floor, which were forbidden areas for them.

Thankfully,

"What’s up?" Captain Wang was already heading downstairs, but hearing the shout, he stepped back two paces and showed his head from the stairwell.

"Company Leader, can you take me down with you?"

Seeing that it was Fang Huai, Wang Jian thought for two seconds and then beckoned.

"Run! Hurry up!"

Fang Huai quickly followed with large strides.

...

The descent felt like rushing to save a critically ill patient, but upon reaching the door, it was just a scraped skin.

Hao Chengbin was already standing up.

Wang Jian, Clerk Huang who came down with him, and Fang Huai, all froze.

Apart from them, the Chief of Staff also rushed over in a panic.

The expression on his face could only be described as a mix of sorrow and rage.

"Damn it, my car!"

The Chief of Staff’s eyebrows were nearly knit together, touching the sturdy-looking army green motorcycle next to him with great distress.

A small red flag hung on either side of the rearview mirror at the front of the bike, and there was a big guitar case tied to the back.

Fang Huai finally understood what the squad leader had been up to all morning.

Hao Chengbin’s face showed a mix of sadness and embarrassment, and four-tenths of his attention was focused on the guitar case at the back of the bike.

"This slope at the entrance... I wasn’t paying attention when I came down... I’ve checked, it’s just a little scraped, I’ll go get it painted for you..."

The Chief of Staff lost it.

"Ride again! Ride your grandpa’s fart!"

The party responsible, Hao Chengbin, helplessly gestured with his hand, "Alright, alright! I won’t ride! You paint it yourself! I’ll compensate you for the scrape... It should only be a couple of hundred, right?"

"Balls! At least over two hundred!" the Chief of Staff exclaimed while lifting the motorcycle to check for additional damage.

While negotiating the compensation, they didn’t at all resemble superior and subordinate; it was more like two drivers who had accidentally met on the roadside negotiating a settlement.

"Fine! Let me first check if the guitar is damaged!" Hao Chengbin said, moving to untie the ropes holding the guitar case.

The Chief of Staff slapped his hand away and checked the guitar, then burst into curses.

"Is this your idea of a surprise?? What are you doing with this? Are you going to sing a song? Or do you want to teach me how to sing??"

The Chief of Staff’s pointed inquiries.

He demanded a translation from Hao Chengbin of what the hell a surprise was.

Fang Huai, standing awkwardly on the sidelines, raised his hand.

"Re... Report to the Chief of Staff, it’s mine..."