Binjiang Police Affairs-Chapter 890 - 601: Old Ge’s New Mission (Part 2)

One is a former director of the Transportation Bureau, the other a former top leader of a township.

Not only are they experienced in flood prevention, but they are also shrewd among the shrewd!

Secretary Ye suddenly felt that the "Salted Fish Camp" needed experts like them, so he decided to call Old Ge to join him in the office. Old Ge was thrilled and followed him eagerly.

Secretary Ye signaled him to close the door, took out a cigarette, handed one to him, and said in a low voice, "Old Ge, Binjiang has picked the fruits of our Linghai again, turning our Linghai Reserve into Binjiang Reserve Camp."

"I heard about it. Honestly, the city is just making things difficult for us, always taking advantage!"

"You wanted to go to Beihu with Salted Fish, and I approve, but I have a task for you, and you must complete it for me."

"Secretary Ye, what task?"

"Find a way to turn Binjiang Reserve Camp back into Linghai Reserve Camp. How to do it, I don’t care. I believe you and Old Wang have a way." Secretary Ye looked out the window and then leaned closer to Old Ge’s lighter to light the cigarette, saying meaningfully, "In this area, you and Old Wang are the experts. Deputy Mayor Shen might not have the ability, and Salted Fish doesn’t understand, only you can do it."

Deputy Mayor Shen was parachuted in and was previously a bureaucrat in the Binjiang City Planning Committee, lacking grassroots work experience.

Old Ge suddenly realized Secretary Ye understood the grassroots, and couldn’t help but smile, "Old Wang and I will definitely do our best to get it done, but we can’t guarantee success."

What do you mean you can’t guarantee it, you cunning old fox are just trying to negotiate terms.

Secretary Ye is very familiar with these cadres who climbed up step by step from the village, weighed his options, and leaned into his ear, "If you can succeed in this task, I’ll recommend you to the Binjiang Municipal Committee Organization Department."

"I have already stepped down from leadership. What’s the recommendation for?"

"Stepping down from leadership isn’t retiring. If our Linghai Municipal Committee strongly recommends it, it’s not impossible to retire with a deputy researcher title."

"Secretary Ye, I haven’t negotiated terms with the organization, not now, not before, never in the future!"

"I know, but your work is indeed outstanding, and the achievements are indeed remarkable. Which road or which bridge in Linghai hasn’t involved your hard work? Not to mention the Lingda Car Ferry, which was successfully built and opened while you were Director of the Transportation Bureau."

"Secretary Ye, I didn’t expect you to be so busy at work but still remember the small things I did."

"Not just me, you could say all Linghai people are grateful to you and should remember. You haven’t demanded anything from the organization, but the organization must consider. If achievements are not praised and motivated, it would dishearten those who do practical work, not to mention mobilizing cadres’ enthusiasm."

"Secretary Ye, you make me a little embarrassed."

"No need to be embarrassed, just do the work well. As for the task I mentioned earlier, I’ll leave it to you. This task can only be entrusted to you and Old Wang."

"Leave it to me, as a Linghai person, I will reclaim the Red Flag that belongs to our Linghai, both publicly and privately!"

...

Meanwhile, several more vehicles drove into the camp, bringing a large group of unexpected visitors, among whom was a face more familiar than any other.

Han Yu stepped up and asked, "Uncle Wang, why are you here?"

Reporter Wang glanced around and chuckled, "Going to Beihu with you all, when are we leaving, by car or by boat?"

"Uncle Wang, you’re joining the flood fight!"

"At my age, I can’t carry sandbags. I’m here for the interview."

Reporter Wang turned and pointed to several fellow reporters busy unloading packages of photography and video equipment from cars, adding, "It’s not just me, Binjiang TV Station and Binjiang Daily have sent people too."

Han Yu was surprised, "Did the city send you?"

"Yes."

"What about those folks over there?"

"You don’t know them?"

"I don’t."

"They’re from your Linghai TV Station and Linghai Daily."

While speaking, an old 212 jeep followed by two military trucks slowly drove into the yard.

As soon as the jeep stopped, a serving officer jumped out, ran to Vice Mayor Qin, and stood at attention, saluting, "Mayor Qin, the blankets, sheets, mosquito nets, and backpack straps have all been delivered, totaling three hundred and twenty-six sets!"

"Good." Vice Mayor Qin nodded, turned slightly, and said, "Comrade Jianguang, arrange for reception, and distribute them accordingly once all the participating soldiers have arrived."

"Yes!"

Unable to go to the front lines, only able to do odd jobs, Captain Xia felt more depressed than ever.

Political Commissioner Jiao, though frustrated, was not as much as Captain Xia, thinking no matter how big a success "Salted Fish Camp" might achieve, it will ultimately count as the Binjiang Reserve Group’s achievement, at least when reporting to the division.

Seeing so many reporters arriving at once, some even setting up long guns and cannons to prepare for filming the assembly process of the entire camp’s troops, he immediately walked over to Han Yu, "Salted Fish, executing flood prevention and rescue tasks is important, but so is the publicity work, the group will assign an officer to join you."

"Alright, who do you plan to assign?"

"Song Xiaohong, he writes well and knows a bit of photography."

As soon as Political Commissioner Jiao finished speaking, two active-duty officers emerged from the same old 212 jeep, one carrying a portable camcorder, the other with a camera around his neck, approached smiling, "Secretary Han, we’re from the Military District Political Office, Political Commissioner Chen sent us to report to you, and join you in going to Beihu."

Are you kidding?

Suddenly, there were a dozen people here to do news reporting!

Just one more person adds to the logistical supply pressure, I’ve been busy all afternoon trying to figure out how to cut down on personnel, and yet you come here making things more complicated.

Han Yu was overwhelmed, not knowing what to say.

At this point, Old Ge walked over beaming, enthusiastically saying, "Welcome, welcome, a warm welcome to all media friends and comrades from the publicity front! Let me introduce myself, my surname is Ge, full name Ge Weidong, I’m a member of the expert group for the Rescue Camp. Comrade Han Yu is busy, so I’m responsible for receiving all of you."

"Hello, Expert Ge! Sorry to trouble you!"

"No trouble at all, please move to the office. I need to first record the list of personnel. The Changhang Bureau established a logistics support group for the afternoon; it seems we need a publicity reporting group here. I love dealing with media friends; when I was director of the Transportation Bureau, if any reporter came to us for interviews, I personally entertained them, warmly."

"Ah, so it’s Director Ge, much respect."

"There’s no need to be so courteous, we’re not outsiders here. You probably haven’t eaten yet, let’s register first, and after that hurry to get some food. Diesel ovens and kitchen utensils have all been loaded onto boats, you’ll have to be content with boxed meals tonight."

"That’s alright, boxed meals are fine. Whatever the warriors eat, we’ll eat."

"Director Ge, could you talk to those handling logistics and help us get some camouflage clothes too?"

"No problem, consider it done."

Old Ge brought the journalists from the news media and the propaganda officers from the Military District and Reserve Regiment into the office, gesturing towards the riverbanks spiritedly, "Our Linghai Reserve Camp has two large dunships, fully equipped with living facilities. Once we’re at Beihu, I’ll help secure two air-conditioned cabins on a dunship for you!"

The TV is constantly reporting the news from disaster areas where conditions are harsh, people displaced, and officials participating in the rescue effort, including the troops and party cadres, are sometimes living in tents—even without tents.

Everyone was worried about accommodation at Beihu, but upon hearing Old Ge say this, they quickly expressed their gratitude, even Reporter Wang saw Old Ge as quite decent.

Old Ge has known Reporter Wang for a long time, knowing that he differs from the other reporters, he helped with recording while saying, "Director Wang, once we reach Beihu, I guess you won’t just interview our Linghai Reserve Camp, but will go elsewhere as well."

"Director Ge, you even know that?"

"I’ve read all your articles, of course, I know."

Old Ge laughed, then lifted his head, saying very seriously and sincerely, "You watched Salted Fish grow up; you’re an elder to Salted Fish. Wherever you want to conduct interviews, he will surely arrange transportation or even a boat for you. But he will have to fully engage in rescue tasks once at the location, so he might not be able to take care of you then.

If none of you objects, let’s establish a publicity reporting group, I’ll serve as the leader, fully responsible for your logistics. Just tell me where you want to interview, and I’ll find a way to arrange transportation. If you encounter roads or bridges washed out by the flood during the interview and can’t get back, I’ll arrange a boat to pick you up. What do you all think?"

"No objections, thank you so much, Director Ge, you’ve truly helped us a lot!"

"No need for thanks, as long as you’re here, you’re guests of our Linghai Reserve Camp. I will certainly entertain and arrange everything well for you."