"Remove Salted Fish from the position of Camp Commander?"
"Salted Fish needs to establish the Navy Reserve Rescue Boat Brigade and is too occupied to continue as Camp Commander. After discussions between the Ard Forces Departnt and the Binjiang Reserve Group, it's been decided that the manager of the Road and Bridge Company, Hao Qiusheng, will take over as Camp Commander."
Zhang Yidong paused and then said helplessly, "Salted Fish is no longer a police officer with our bureau; when he was being considered for Director, the organization transferred his work relationship."
Shi Shengyong asked in surprise, "Salted Fish is not with the police anymore?"
"Salted Fish still has feelings for the police; otherwise, he would have transferred to Customs long ago. The reason he hasn't transferred yet is reportedly because he's waiting for the superiors to form the anti-smuggling police team."
"Do anti-smuggling police belong to the police?"
"I don't know, but when Vice Mayor Yu of Yungang City led a group to visit and study, he ntioned that according to existing laws and regulations, the anti-smuggling police team being organized should belong to industry police and might be included in the police sequence, subject to dual leadership by the Ministry of Police and Customs once established."
Shi Shengyong couldn't help but laugh, "They are also industry police, but the customs police obviously sound higher grade compared to Changhang police, forestry police, and railway police!"
"At least their salary and benefits are certainly higher than those of Changhang police and railway police," Sun Jiawen said enviously.
...
Han Yu did not return to the city after the morning eting in the Linghai Developnt Zone.
As long as he's not transferred to Customs, he will continue as the Secretary of the Developnt Zone Political and Legal Committee and Military Minister of Linghai.
In his position, he needs to handle his responsibilities.
The recruitnt work has started, and tomorrow morning he needs to organize the young people from the developnt zone to go to Linghai People's Hospital for dical examinations.
He plans to spend the night at the dormitory on the fifth floor of the Port Supervision Departnt with the Military Minister of Sanhe Street to ensure that all the young candidates are sent to the People's Hospital.
With nothing much in the afternoon, he toured Longsheng Shipyard to see the 50,000-ton bulk carrier being built there.
This is the largest ship ever built in Linghai's history!
Secretary Ye, Mayor Qian, and Deputy Mayor Shen all attach great importance to it, having inspected the dock several tis and even helped Boss Peng from Zhehai coordinate loans.
Seeing is believing. Only by visiting in person can one appreciate how high the efficiency of private shipyards is. After a little over two months of construction, the main structure of the ship is almost complete. At this rate, it will be launched for outfitting in at most half a month, with the dock utilization rate remarkably high.
Returning to the police barge, Han Yu marveled at how rapidly the shipbuilding industry is developing.
Because shipbuilding is entirely market-driven competition, contending with foreign shipbuilders, the country's investnt in shipbuilding technology over the years has been negligible, with less funding than introducing a car production line.
Both state-owned and private shipyards are forced by the market to align with international standards.
Foreign shipowners require specific types of ships, and they must be built to their standards. Those who don't learn quickly enough will be eliminated from the international shipbuilding market.
As Han Yu pondered when dostic shipyards might build advanced frigates, destroyers, and even aircraft carriers, Xiao Yu rushed in.
"Salted Fish, Dongdong was selected as a mber of the anti-flood rescue assault team?"
"Yes, I only found out this morning."
"Hahaha, Dongdong did well! Salted Fish, is it considered an honorary title?"
"They say it is, but when I asked Mayor Shen privately, he said it's not considered one."
"What do you an?" Xiao Yu sat down and asked.
Han Yu smiled as he explained, "I was nad a second-level model, with the order jointly issued by the Ministry of Police and the Human Resources Departnt, directly tied to salary and benefits. This ti, being recognized as an anti-flood model with Ma Jintao is equivalent to being a provincial model worker. Starting next month, I'll receive a first-level salary increase."
Xiao Yu instinctively asked, "Doesn't Dongdong get a salary increase?"
"Dongdong is still in school, so he doesn't have a salary. Even if he were working, he wouldn't get a first-level salary increase or enjoy provincial model worker benefits. Reportedly, there isn't even a bonus; it's purely a moral recognition."
"What about the honor title for the Third Company?"
"I don't think there's a bonus either."
"Everyone said the Youth League didn't have money; it seems true!"
The honor title awarded by the central Youth League doesn't carry much weight, but having it is still better than not having it.
Han Yu didn't know how to explain this, and Xiao Yu curiously asked, "Salted Fish, will Dongdong go to the Capital to attend the award ceremony?"
"I don't know."
"Why not call and ask?"
"I'll call in the evening."
"Why wait until evening? Sister Han Ning is at the Changhang Hospital police office every day, so if you call now, she should be able to answer."
Suspecting that Salted Fish was reluctant to use his own phone, Xiao Yu simply took out his phone and said, "If you don't call, I will."
Han Yu, indeed reluctant about the long-distance phone bill, smiled, "Sure."
The call quickly connected, and Han Yu clearly heard his sister complaining on the other end, "After attending countless report etings recently, just when things seed to quiet down, now there's the Capital award ceremony. I called the principal at noon, and he said it's a must-attend; not attending is not an option. Dongdong is a student, and studies should co first..."
"Sister Han Ning, let pass you over to Salted Fish."
Xiao Yu, unsure how to react, handed the phone to Han Yu.
Holding back laughter, Han Yu asked, "Sis, does Dongdong want to go?"
"He wants to go but doesn't."
"What do you an?"
"He wants to broaden his horizons since he's never been to the Capital, but he's also worried about falling behind in his studies and being ridiculed. The pressure on him is imnse since everyone in school is watching him, and if he fails, he'd be so ashad."
"He hasn't gotten prideful; he's actually feeling the pressure?"
"Now everyone's watching him carefully, so whatever he does, he has to be cautious to avoid being caught at fault. Even if he wanted to be smug, he can't—he's turning into a little old man."
"Hahahaha."
"You find this amusing!"
"It's a good thing; he should seize the opportunity. I still suggest letting him go."
"It will take three to four days, which will delay his studies!"
"It's only sophomore year. At worst, he can make up for it during the winter break."
"San'er, did you apply for this assault team mber thing for him?"
"It's nothing to do with . The Youth League submitted it on its own, and we were never inford. I only found out this morning."
Too many honors can also hinder a child's studies.
Recalling instructions from the principal and developnt zone Youth League leaders, Han Ning sighed with a bitter smile, "He's not representing just himself but also the youth of East Sea, so it seems he has to go."
Han Yu humorously asked, "Will he report to Jiangcheng?"
"No need," Han Ning said, entering the police office and closing the door, "the leaders said that of all the cities presented at the National Flood Control Summary and Comndation Conference, East Sea, as a directly governed city, was not even represented once. This ti they can't allow that, so they've coordinated with Jiangcheng. Dongdong will represent East Sea, and the developnt zone Youth League will assign soone to accompany him."
Compared to Dongdong attending the award ceremony in the Capital, Han Yu was more concerned about his senior brother's house, asking, "Sis, is there anyone interested in buying my master's house?"
"Yes, soone inquired yesterday afternoon, just a day after we listed it."
"What did they say?"
"They're the kind of bosses who buy foreign trade houses for renting. I suspect they have an agreent; I told them the price won't go below 9,400 yuan per square ter. The buyer must bear the tax added to the house price. They said it's too expensive and are only willing to pay 9,100 yuan per square ter."
Soone is actually interested in buying!
Han Yu continued, "Does Sister Zhang Lan know?"
"Yes."
"What did Sister Zhang Lan say?"
"She said if soone agrees to buy, just sell. I suggested waiting a bit longer to see if any real hoowners might be interested, but she doesn't want to wait even a day. I gave her their contact number, and she has agreed to et them to transfer ownership next Monday."
...
Bought at 6,150 yuan per square ter just a little over a year ago, it has risen to 9,100 yuan per square ter. If sold at this price, they can clear a net profit of 220,000 yuan after taxes.
Han Yu envied his senior brother and Zhang Lan, handing the phone back to Xiao Yu and exclaid, "My master's brother and Sister Zhang Lan are making a fortune!"
Although Xiao Yu's family is wealthy, he couldn't help but feel envious too, muttering, "Making over 200,000 yuan fast, how will they spend so much money?"
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