Chapter 389: Deep in the Red Wall. [Please subscribe! Please give me a monthly ticket!]
Over time.
More and more passengers noticed the black Mercedes parked at the entrance of the terminal and its distinctive white license plate.
Seeing this, the driver ordered the guards to disperse the crowd that had gathered around with curious faces, and at the same time urged Zhao Weihong half helplessly and half angrily.
"I could have just gotten in the car and left, but you made it so complicated!"
"Just do whatever the commander arranges. Why do you have to think so hard?"
"Hurry up and get in the car, the chief is waiting for you to eat!"
Although Zhao Weihong got up very early, it still took more than five hours from ticket checking to boarding to plane landing.
If we also count the time spent rushing from the Capital International Airport to Deputy Chief Wei's home, we will definitely miss lunch.
But from what the driver said, it seemed that Deputy Commander Wei did not eat, but was waiting for Zhao Weihong's arrival, preparing to have lunch with Zhao Weihong. This shows how much he values and prefers Zhao Weihong.
After realizing this, Zhao Weihong suddenly became anxious, fearing that he would keep Deputy Chief Wei waiting for too long, and hurriedly said.
"Squad leader, if that's the case, let's set off quickly!"
"I will run right behind you and I won't fall behind!"
"I heard that Yanjing is prone to traffic jams. If that doesn't work, just give me a map. I promise I can get to Deputy Chief Wei's house on time!"
Driver: “.”
Why are you still thinking about running over there?
"You're not going to take this car today, are you?"
"Correct!"
Zhao Weihong nodded, his eyes full of seriousness and solemnity!
Speak realistically.
In fact, Zhao Weihong really wanted to sit on this special car called "Tiger Head Benz", look at the ever-changing scenery outside the window, and feel the most intoxicating feeling in the world.
Zhao Weihong is actually a very ambitious person, or someone with high aspirations.
Always.
But no matter how much Zhao Weihong thought about it, he could never turn his idea into reality.
At least not now.
Since meeting Deputy Chief Wei, Deputy Chief Wei has given Zhao Weihong many extraordinary treatments.
He not only engraved the seal, but also visited Zhao Weihong's home in person, and personally inquired about every detail of Zhao Weihong's future development.
Even Deputy Chief Wei’s grandson has not received such treatment!
In fact, for his two grandsons and one granddaughter.
In addition to providing some material support, Deputy Chief Wei also provided them with food and clothing so that they could complete their studies without having to worry about food and clothing.
They have never been given any treatment that exceeds the standards of ordinary people, let alone riding in Deputy Chief Wei's special car!
Yes.
The more Deputy Chief Wei acted like this, the more Zhao Weihong had to be clear about her identity. She had to have a clear boundary in her mind about what she should and should not do!
Just like now.
No matter what, there was no way Zhao Weihong could get into Deputy Chief Wei's special car and go to Deputy Chief Wei's home in public!
Absolutely impossible!
Looking at Zhao Weihong with a stubborn face.
The driver who had been following Deputy Chief Wei and knew Zhao Weihong quite well knew that once Zhao Weihong made a decision, even eight Type 59s couldn't pull it back, let alone eight cows!
"You!"
The driver rolled his eyes helplessly, took out his phone, waited for a moment, and then spoke in a rather inexplicable manner.
"Is the chief busy now?"
"Yes! This kid refused to get in the car and even said he wanted to run over there!"
"Yes Yes!"
After hanging up the phone, the driver looked at Zhao Weihong, who had a hint of curiosity in his eyes, and immediately sighed with emotion.
"The leader has to understand your stubborn temper."
"Okay, wait here for a while, another car will be here soon."
Seeing that Zhao Weihong seemed to want to say something, the driver immediately interrupted her unhappily.
"Shut up! I know what you're going to say!"
"8341's car has nothing to do with the chief, so you can sit there without worrying about it!"
After saying that, the driver, who felt he had made a wasted trip, was about to leave angrily, and before turning around, he did not forget to snatch the luggage from Zhao Weihong.
"Squad Leader, I'm sorry to trouble you."
"I'm not being stubborn, but I really don't dare to ride this car!"
Hearing this, the driver paused and said with half anger and half amusement.
"Hey! I thought there was nothing in this world that you wouldn't dare to do!"
"So there is also a Five Finger Mountain that you can't escape from?"
Hearing this, Zhao Weihong smiled embarrassedly, took the luggage back and put it on the co-pilot seat of the "Benz".
Originally, Zhao Weihong wanted to put the luggage in the trunk out of habit, but the driver stopped her, saying that it was inconvenient to check it for a while.
Fortunately, Zhao Weihong didn't bring anything she shouldn't have brought, just some clothes, so she was not afraid of any inspection.
"Okay, see you later. If you have time, I'll treat you to a meal."
"I can't let you call me squad leader in vain!"
"Yes! Thank you, monitor!"
Looking at the "Tiger Head Run" gradually disappearing at the end of the road.
Not long after, Zhao Weihong waited for another special car to pick him up.
Although this car also has a license plate starting with "京V", it does look much more low-key, and it is the "BJ212" that Zhao Weihong is very familiar with. Looking at this car that was once in the 347th Regiment and only the regiment commander was qualified to be equipped with, Zhao Weihong suddenly felt a sense of familiarity.
"Is that Comrade Zhao Weihong?"
"Yes!"
After some "official" greetings, Zhao Weihong and his "colleague" opposite him, who seemed to be from the "8341" unit and was still in casual clothes, saluted each other, then got on the "BJ212" and sped all the way towards that mysterious and solemn place!
at the same time.
Deputy Chief Wei, who was always in military uniform even at home, complained unhappily to an old man of similar age who had a particularly kind face.
"I've already told you, Wei Hong knows everything!"
"You insisted on making this bet with me. Did you lose?"
"I'm willing to accept the loss. Please have someone deliver the stakes to me as soon as possible. I'll let Wei Hong take them with him when he returns."
"He came all the way here, and as his grandfather, I can't let him go back empty-handed."
Hear the words.
The old man sitting next to Deputy Chief Wei smiled and nodded more kindly.
When a red two-story pavilion guarded by stone lions and with carved beams and painted rafters appeared before your eyes.
Zhao Weihong knew that she had reached the end of her journey.
At the gate, two sentries wearing cotton coats and cotton hats, holding shiny "Type 81 ceremonial rifles", were standing on the left and right under the national emblem on the front porch.
That tall and straight figure seemed even straighter than the red-painted pillars beside them that led to the eaves of the house.
"Comrade Zhao Weihong, please prepare to get off the bus, cooperate with us to register, and accept inspection."
Hearing this, Zhao Weihong took a deep breath and nodded.
"it is good."
"BJ212" did not stop at the door.
Instead, he slowly walked through the porch under the "escort" of the sentry's military salute.
It’s the end of the year.
The entire Yanjing was wrapped in a layer of silver-white clothes, and this place was no exception.
The white snow covering the eaves made the big red lanterns hanging on both sides of the porch look even more festive, and also made the bright red wall opposite Zhao Weihong look even more solemn.
Serve the people!
When "BJ212" drove completely into the porch, the five large golden characters smashed into Zhao Weihong's eye sockets like a heavy hammer with a huge force!
These five big golden characters seem to remind everyone who comes here that this is a country that belongs to the people!
And everything they do is to enable the people on this land to live a better life!
"Comrade, it's time to get off the bus."
Hearing the gentle reminder from beside him, Zhao Weihong, who was in a daze, immediately returned to reality.
Zhao Weihong had not yet arrived at Deputy Chief Wei's home.
Instead, the registration procedure and inspection are carried out behind a door, out of sight of passers-by.
It is very reasonable to think about it this way. After all, Zhao Weihong did not come to an ordinary place. Naturally, he could not carry out the registration and inspection work outside the door like he did in the grassroots troops.
Pay attention to the impact.
A very comprehensive registration of Zhao Weihong's personal information was made, and a call was made directly to Deputy Chief Wei's personal staff officer, confirming that Zhao Weihong was the "guest" invited by Deputy Chief Wei.
The sentry inside the door gave Zhao Weihong a thorough inspection from head to toe and even asked Zhao Weihong to take off her shoes!
Fortunately, Zhao Weihong has good qualities and a strong physique.
Otherwise, in this cold weather, most people may not be able to persevere and cooperate with them in such a complicated examination!
"Comrade, thank you for your cooperation!"
"You can go in."
Hearing this, Zhao Weihong, who had changed into his regular clothes during the inspection, exchanged a few polite words with the other party, and then looked at the "colleague" who brought him here.
"boarding."
Hearing this, Zhao Weihong hesitated for a moment and suddenly asked the other party.
"Comrade, can I just walk over there?"
This is my first time to visit this solemn and historic place.
Zhao Weihong wanted to measure the land beneath her feet with her own feet and remember the feelings at the moment firmly in her heart.
The words fell.
The soldier, who was from the "8341" unit and was not sure whether he was an officer or a non-commissioned officer, shook his head subconsciously, as if he was ready to refuse.
However, after a brief hesitation.
The other party seemed to have thought of something and expressed it to Zhao Weihong in a concise and clear manner.
"can."
"Thank you."
Zhao Weihong smiled, pushed open the door of the building hidden by the porch, which was specially used for registration and inspection procedures, and stepped into the cold wind.
Red walls, green tiles, and flying eaves.
This quaint Chinese-style building formed a very sharp contrast with the skyscrapers Zhao Weihong saw along the way, which had sprung up in just a few years.
At this moment, Zhao Weihong seemed to have returned to the previous era.
The last era burning with passion and ideals.
In this unique sense of "dislocation", Zhao Weihong walked quietly, and his footprints gradually extended a long and lonely trace behind him.
It feels like I have lived half of my life.
(End of this chapter)
