Code name:
"Mist"!
Meng Shaoyuan, the new director of the Operations Division of the Military Command Headquarters, takes personal command!
"Itai Sota has agreed to cooperate with us." Wang Nanxing whispered: "Director Meng, you still have a way, such a stubborn guy actually bowed his head obediently."
"Have a meal."
Lao Bacon brought the food.
"Well, I have arranged all the people involved in the plan. Huh? Old bacon, what kind of dish is this?"
"Bacon, not my old bacon, fried winter melon with bacon."
"What? Stir-fried winter melon with bacon?"
"Um."
"It's delicious. If you don't believe me, try it." Meng Shaoyuan said, "I asked the cafeteria to have more innovations, and don't just have these few dishes all day long. I personally ordered the cafeteria to do this dish."
"Director Meng, you are the director of the operations department, how come you are in charge of the canteen?"
"You don't understand. I did it in the cafeteria and had feelings."
"Yes, yes. We are going to send the first telegram in the afternoon to determine the landing location of the Japanese airborne troops... What kind of dish is this?"
"Egg and Apple Soup."
"What the hell!"
"Wang Nanxing, what are you making such a fuss about?" Meng Shaoyuan glared: "Innovation, understand, innovation! It's so nutritious, eat it, eat it."
There was no need for Wang Nanxing to complain, there was a commotion in the cafeteria!
"Call Xu Jinmin out!"
He Zhiyuan, the director of the Intelligence Department, couldn't bear it any longer and slammed the table and shouted.
After a while, I saw Xu Jinmin, chief of the General Affairs Section of the General Affairs Section, walking over in a hurry: "Where are you? What's the matter?"
"What's wrong? Show it to me yourself!"
He Zhiyuan pointed at the dish in front of him: "What kind of dish is this? Please tell me!"
Xu Jinmin swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Fried winter melon with bacon, braised yam and bream...and this...egg and apple soup..."
"Listen, listen!" He Zhiyuan's face was distorted with anger: "Is this for human consumption? Xu Jinmin, I think you, the unit chief, have finished your work!"
There were layers of sweat on Xu Jinmin's forehead. He glanced to his left and said with an apologetic smile, "It's not up to me to decide where to grow."
"It wasn't you who ordered it. Could it be that it was Director Dai who ordered it?" He Zhiyuan became more and more angry as he spoke: "The organization stipulates that all employees must eat in their own units, so you just give us these?"
There was a sound of agreement from the side.
Xu Jinmin wanted to say something but dared not, and hesitated to speak.
At this moment, a voice came:
"Where is it? Why are you so angry?"
He Zhiyuan turned around and saw a smile on his face:
"Ouch, who am I talking about, Director Meng? Director Meng, see for yourself, am I justified in being angry?"
"This is very good. Is there no problem?" Meng Shaoyuan walked up to He Zhiyuan and looked at the dishes: "Don't blame Chief Xu. I personally ordered these recipes."
"Ah You?"
He Zhiyuan was stunned: "No, Director Meng, are you kidding me? You are in charge of the Operations Department, why are you asking about the canteen? Isn't this overestimating your talents? It's a joke."
"What's the point? I was relegated to the canteen when I was in Wuhan?" Meng Shaoyuan didn't hide anything: "To tell you the truth, I am also preparing to develop new dishes. Chief Xu, tell me, tomorrow What dish is it?”
Xu Jinmin mustered up his courage and said, "A wild vegetable bark soup and a stir-fried pumpkin vine with pork rinds."
Everyone was dumbfounded.
What, can this be eaten?
"The national situation is difficult and the economy is in dire straits." Meng Shaoyuan sighed: "Some people say that the front is tight and the rear is tight. This is simply unreasonable. Well, then again, we don't worry about the country, so I'm sorry for the national leader.
If we save a little in our mouths, the soldiers at the front can eat more and have the strength to fight against Japan. Where does it go? Guys, do you think this is the truth? "
"No, Director Meng, I have no problem with it being simpler, but this dish has to be decent, right? Can these wild vegetable tree barks, pork skins and pumpkin vines be eaten?"
He Zhiyuan’s head is so big.
Meng Shao was originally a well-known demon king in the military, a rogue, and even Director Dai could do nothing about him. He would never pursue him for such a trivial matter.
To be honest, Mao Renfeng, who had just come in, was astute and very familiar with Meng Shaoyuan's temper: "Director Meng, do you have any objections? Look, it's rare to be so neat today. Several division chiefs and section chiefs are here. What's wrong?" Just say the words.”
"What opinions can I have? I am a newly promoted director, so I am not qualified enough for you." Meng Shaoyuan looked aggrieved.
Mao Renfeng smiled and said: "Qualifications? Although you are the youngest director, in terms of qualifications, who are you worse than? You have made military exploits repeatedly since Nanjing."
Meng Shaoyuan sighed: "In the past, I was in Shanghai, in the Action Department. It seemed that I was a stepmother. No one loved or loved me. We paid for all the hard work, and we didn't get to drink and eat meat. Wang Nanxing, is not it?"
"Yes, yes." Wang Nanxing said repeatedly.
Meng Shaoyuan sneered: "Where are you? In the past two months, Wang Nanxing asked you for some information about Wuhan. Good guy, no one paid any attention to you. After all, I got a few pieces of outdated information to send. Is this the case? ah?
Your local director also said that if you want information about Wuhan, go to your Section Chief Meng to get it. Where can I help you find it here? You Shanghai District is very capable, what kind of information can’t you get? Am I right? "
He Zhiyuan suddenly realized.
So that’s it, are you here to help your subordinates take revenge?
"And you, Section Chief Gong." Meng Shaoyuan turned his firepower on Gong Xianfang, Chief of the Personnel Section: "My Operations Section has reported several regularization lists, but you, Section Chief Gong, have been slow to approve them. How many people have been promoted to regular positions in my Operations Section? , why is it so difficult?”
Gong Xianfang looked embarrassed.
"Shaoyuan, I'm afraid there is some misunderstanding here." Xu Renji, the chief of the accounting department, who was an old acquaintance of Meng Shaoyuan, tried to persuade him.
Unexpectedly, it was okay for him not to speak, but when he spoke, Meng Shaoyuan was provoked:
"Old Xu, we are old friends. We have worked together since we were in Nanjing. I always give you big and small packages to bring you some special skills."
"Shao Yuan, go back and talk, go back and talk." Xu Renji's face turned red when someone said that in front of his face.
"Go back and talk nonsense, let's make it clear here." Meng Shaoyuan didn't give any face at all: "Who the hell didn't reimburse me for the reimbursement of the operations department? What the hell are you talking about? Anyway, You, Chief Meng, have a lot of money in Shanghai, it’s gold and silver, so if you have sufficient funds, just send a telegram to you, Chief Meng!”
Meng Shaoyuan became more and more angry as he spoke: "As the old saying goes, when people leave, the tea is cold. Why don't you give me face if I'm still alive? Come on, now that I'm back, let's settle the matter. I'll give it to you today. These are considered polite!"
Now, everyone knows that Meng Shaoyuan is helping his people from the Operations Department to settle old and new accounts together!
