BXBX NOVEL Chapter 191 How Great it is to be a Rich Second Generation Is Really Good!
Here's an idea: have the battalion arrange for someone to accompany the new recruits to the school.
Once negotiations are complete, they can bring Wang Ye over tomorrow."
The following day, when Wu Jianfeng came to the regiment headquarters to present his report, the commanding officer led Wu Jianfeng to the regiment commander.
With a nod and a smile, the regiment commander remarked, "Wu, you've certainly struck a good deal this time.
Honestly, consider this: while you help me with King Wild's tasks, perhaps you can contemplate shifting him to handle my documentation?"
Though the regiment commander's tone sounded lighthearted, if Wu Jianfeng dared to treat it as a mere jest and agree, the regiment commander would definitely take it seriously...
Naturally, Wu Jianfeng wasn't going to accept such an offer.
He was skilled at feigning naivety too. He scratched his head and grinned, "Commander, Wang Ye isn't suited to be an office clerk. If we truly assign him to that role, wouldn't we be squandering his talents? I'd like to see which clerk can break the team's 400-meter record!"
"True," the commander acknowledged, "but technically speaking, having all your capabilities in the Fourth Company isn't ideal.
A top-notch soldier should be versatile and well-rounded. Despite being the best company in our regiment, the Fourth Company is still just a regular company.
"However, Wang Ye is currently just a recruit. He has a lot to learn. Starting off in your Fourth Company is a good move. We'll discuss future options later!"
"Absolutely, that's a wise perspective!" Wu Jianfeng flattered with a smile.
It was clear to Wu Jianfeng that Wang Ye's tenure in the Fourth Company wouldn't be indefinite.
He never intended to have Wang Ye permanently stationed in the Fourth Company.
His objective was for Wang Ye to be molded by the Fourth Company.
Being transferred elsewhere and departing after learning in the Fourth Company were two different scenarios.
"Alright, I was just messing with you. The decision is made then. Return and oversee the new recruits.
The recruit company is nearing its end. You won't be with the Fourth Company for the next few months. Once the recruit company concludes, you must ensure smooth supervision!" The regiment commander addressed Wu Jianfeng once more.
"Yes, sir!" Wu Jianfeng saluted and turned to leave.
After watching Wu Jianfeng depart, the regiment commander shifted his gaze to the committee member. "You should arrange for a more dependable individual to handle this later. Or if you don't mind the trouble, you could handle it yourself!"
"Of course, I'm not occupied with tasks today. I'd be glad to take on such a worthwhile endeavor!"
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"Ah, 8,000 words!
Brother Wang, how am I supposed to write all this?
We've been on the run for the past four days. Do you expect me to run and write all 8,000 words?"
In the dormitory of Class 5, Qin Li sat next to Wang Ye, using Wang Ye's bed as a makeshift desk. He held a pen and paper, his expression reflecting his struggle.
Today was Saturday, and usually, the recruits didn't get a break on Saturdays.
But this week's schedule was favorable. They had just returned from field training, and today was a Saturday, which meant they were given a day off.
Of course, there was no outdoor training on such days.
But before they could enjoy their free time, they had to put their experiences into writing.
It had to be a minimum of 8,000 words, and it had to be written with depth and seriousness. If it wasn't up to the standard of a reflection, they'd have to redo it.
Just like the time they had a brawl before, Liang Fan and the others were also punished to write 5,000-word self-critiques.
However, those 5,000 words were more like a superficial account, not really heartfelt at all.
Such quality of work wouldn't cut it this time, no matter what.
Wang Ye had already made some progress. Seeing Qin Li's distressed expression, he immediately "What's all this complaining? As soon as your class monitor's not around, you all start loosening up, 11:28
don't you?"
chuckled and said, "Is this proving difficult for you?
He noted down his thoughts after every training session.
With all the different training programs we've gone through, each one can be written about.
Write about your training experiences. If you've gained something positive, put that down too.
Haven't you heard the saying 'even pigs can fly'? It means anyone can do it!"
"But I can't reach the word count!" Qin Li scratched his head and looked at Wang Ye. "Even if I write 200 words for each session, I'll only end up with 3,000 to 4,000 words at most."
Qin Li frowned. Without waiting for Wang Ye's response, he continued complaining, "Back in school, I couldn't even manage 800 or 600 words for my essays. And now you want me to write 8,000 words.
Ah, this is torture!"
Liang Fan chimed in after hearing Qin Li's complaints. "I thought the army meant no reading or writing. Who could've imagined it would be like this?
The pens I used in three years of high school didn't run out as quickly as they do in these three months!"
Their words struck a chord with the entire dormitory.
Class 5 didn't have any university students. Even though the students who ended up here weren't poor students, they weren't exceptional either.
Yet, during these two months in the recruit company, what they were required to read, memorize, and write became the most exasperating part of their lives.
It turned out to be more of a hassle than the training itself.
When it came to training, all he needed to do was put in the effort, but this reading and memorization...
It felt like making Zhang Fei embroider.
"What's all this complaining? As soon as your class monitor's not around, you all start loosening up, don't you?"
The door to Class 5 wasn't fully closed. Suddenly, a figure appeared in the doorway.
His words sent a jolt through the dormitory.
"Company Commander!"
Instantly, everyone rose from their places and dutifully stood near their beds.
Wu Jianfeng entered with a stern expression.
"One hundred and fifty kilometers of road, walking for four days and three nights, don't any of you have a word to say?
Not a single word to say while drinking with your ancestors at the Martyrs' Cemetery?"
He scanned the room, then his tone softened unexpectedly. "You lot, even though you've joined the army and not one of you is shouting about wanting to go home, I still believe there's some fire in your bellies."
His gaze shifted over the individuals in Class 5 as he continued, "Even if many of you didn't join the army by choice, I have faith that the journey to the Martyrs' Cemetery has likely left its mark on you."