Liu Yuanchao's wife, Auntie Fan, was a very nice person. She always called Qu Sen and Liu Zhiquan to eat at home.
Through her scattered narration, Qu Sen also roughly understood how Liu Yuanchao went from a disbanded infantry regiment commander to the director of a radio factory.
At the end of the summer of 2001, the infantry regiment was officially disbanded, but Liu Yuanchao, who was 54 years old, had not yet reached retirement age.
Usually, soldiers in Liu Yuanchao's situation had two choices. One was to find a position in the logistics department or government department for a few years. When they reached retirement age, they would be promoted half a rank and retire with glory.
The other was to transfer to a local area and get a position in public security, civil defense, armed forces, or political affairs. After a few years, they might be able to play a role in places like the National People's Congress or the Chinese People's Political Consultative Conference.
Liu Yuanchao initially chose to stay in the army, but he reported to the military that he would not go to the logistics department or the government department. He requested that he be assigned to a research institute or military factory under the military.
He also said that he was a layman in science and technology and did not need any administrative rank. He could just be a janitor. But there was one thing. The unit must be a real research institute that produced advanced combat equipment for the frontline troops.
To be honest, Liu Yuanchao's requirements were not high. The military leaders also fully understood the feelings of a disbanded regiment commander who was disbanded because of outdated equipment and tactics. They were eager to understand the advanced equipment of their army.
Moreover, there were many military factories and research institutes under the military, so meeting Liu Yuanchao's requirements was not a problem.
In a few days, Liu Yuanchao was given several options to choose from. Liu Yuanchao quickly decided on the unit he wanted to go to. The reason was that the military factory he chose was responsible for producing various types of camouflage nets and anti-reconnaissance military tents.
Liu Yuanchao would never forget that during the "Storm" exercise, it was because of a problem with the old camouflage nets used by his regiment. He let Blues rely on a spectrum map to clearly understand the hidden position he personally set up.
When he saw that this factory specialized in producing new camouflage equipment, he was immediately moved. He happily took the appointment documents from the military and went to take up the position.
After all, Liu Yuanchao's position was there. How could the leaders really let him be a janitor? They arranged for him to be the deputy factory director in charge of administration.
Unexpectedly, Liu Yuanchao had only stayed in the factory for less than three months before he secretly found the big boss of the military, Xu Nanguan. Although he said that he was "passing by" and wanted to visit his old leader, after a few words, he expressed a little shyly,
He was almost done researching the impersonation network. There was no point in being a deputy all day long. His leader wanted to see if he could be transferred to another unit.
His requirements for the new unit were the same as before. He also did not have any requirements for the position. As the old saying went, he could even be a gatekeeper during the night shift.
Xu Nanguan looked at Liu Yuanchao's slightly bashful face and almost spat out his tea. He pointed at Liu Yuanchao and didn't know what to say. After a long while, he finally said, "I don't think you, Liu Yuanchao, want to be an investigator in the military equipment department!"
"Sure!" Liu Yuanchao was overjoyed. If he really became an investigator in the military equipment department, he would be able to go to all the factories and research institutes!
"Bah! You took six years to get a junior college degree. If it wasn't for the fact that the school saw that you were too old and went easy on you, you probably wouldn't be able to get your degree now. You still want to be an investigator? Aren't you afraid of embarrassing yourself? "
After Xu Nanguan mercilessly insulted Liu Yuanchao, he pondered for a long time and drank more than half of his tea. Then, he pointed at Liu Yuanchao and said,
"You've been a chief officer for too long. You won't be able to stay for long no matter where I arrange for you. How about this, I'll retire at the end of the year and you'll transfer. In the next few months, I'll think about where to put you. "
When Liu Yuanchao heard that he was going to transfer, his loud voice instantly resounded throughout the military office building. He didn't care who was sitting across from him and shouted at the top of his lungs, "You want me to transfer? Don't even think about it. Before I'm 60, even God can't make me take off my military uniform … "
His yelling stopped when Xu Nanguan said, "Get lost! If you dare to yell again, I'll make you take off your military uniform and go home tomorrow! "
Not long after, Liu Yuanchao aggressively "killed" his way out of the office building and left in a car.
Xu Nanguan wasn't kidding. After that day, he started to think about where to put Liu Yuanchao so that he could rest until he retired.
Speaking of where to put him, he first had to face a very big choice. Should he settle down here or send him back to his hometown?
Xu Nanguan didn't care about Liu Yuanchao's thoughts in this regard. He directly called Aunt Fan and asked for her opinion.
Aunt Fan didn't think much about it and said that she wanted to go back to her hometown. She also said that ever since Liu Yuanchao got older, he had told his children several times that when he died, he would be buried in his hometown.
After Xu Nanguan had a geographical target, he drew a circle on the military map with Liu Yuanchao's hometown as the base. Then, he used all of his connections to find a place for Liu Yuanchao to settle down in this circle.
Half a month passed in the blink of an eye. An old comrade of Xu Nanguan's who worked at the police uniform bureau gave him an option.
He said that in that "circle", there was a radio manufacturer under the police uniform bureau.
This factory was one of the first batch of radio manufacturers in the country that used their own technology to go into production. The police wireless communicators they produced had a very good reputation.
However, the internal demand for radios was limited. If a company wanted to generate income to support its workers, it mainly relied on civilian products.
From the 1980s to the early 1990s, there were very few similar companies on the market, so the factory's products had always been selling well.
However, in the late 1990s, civilian radio manufacturers emerged in large numbers. Because the model and appearance of the products produced by this factory were old and couldn't keep up with the development, their market share gradually decreased. In the end, they were basically squeezed out of the civilian market.
After the factory's current leadership took over, they also thought about bringing out new products to regain market share.
However, because the product positioning wasn't accurate enough, the functions were also the same. After struggling for half a year, they didn't earn any money, but the warehouse was filled with unsellable products.
The current situation was that the factory's director was about to retire at the end of the year. However, in reality, no one was willing to take over the position of director, which in theory would be targeted by many people, whether it was inside or outside the factory.
Xu Nanguan asked his old comrade to send him a copy of the radio manufacturer's detailed information. After reading it, he directly sent it to Liu Yuanchao, who had nothing to do all day.
He gave Liu Yuanchao a day's time. In the evening, Xu Nanguan directly called his office's landline and asked, "Have you seen it?"
"I have."
"What do you think?"
"Like my regiment, their tactics are outdated, and their equipment is outdated."
"Do you dare to take over?"
"…"
Liu Yuanchao was silent. When he received the information from the police communication factory, he understood what Xu Nanguan meant. To be honest, in a day that was about to pass, his feelings were very complicated.
When he thought about taking off his military uniform, Liu Yuanchao was reluctant, but he also knew that day would come sooner or later. Logically speaking, instead of staying in the army and wasting time, it was better to go somewhere else and see if he could start a career.
However, Liu Yuanchao didn't have the confidence to manage a company. Although he had never done a similar job, he was very clear that being the director of a factory and being the commander of a regiment, although they were both chief officers, was fundamentally different.
If it were another company, Liu Yuanchao would definitely refuse without hesitation. He would even add, "Asking me, a soldier, to manage a factory, isn't that nonsense?"
However, the police communication factory in the information was so similar to his infantry regiment that had become a thing of the past. This made Liu Yuanchao, who was holding the phone in his hand, unable to say anything to refuse no matter how hard he tried.
The biggest pain in Liu Yuanchao's heart was that he couldn't protect the regiment that he had been in for half his life. What would happen if a factory that was on the verge of bankruptcy fell into his hands?
Although Liu Yuanchao wanted to, he was really powerless.
Xu Nanguan held the phone and waited for about three minutes. When he didn't get a reply from Liu Yuanchao, he directly hung up. On the other end of the phone, Liu Yuanchao held the phone and sat in a daze for a long time. He directly packed his things and went home.
When he got home, he completely ignored his wife who was talking to him. He went into the study alone, locked the door, and went completely silent.
Liu Yuanchao didn't sit in the study in a daze. Instead, he picked up the information about the police communication factory sent by Xu Nanguan and read it again. He didn't know how many times he had read the nearly 20 pages of information word by word. He closed his eyes and leaned against the back of the chair to think for a long time.
When the old-fashioned wall clock in the study slowly rang 12 times, Liu Yuanchao opened his eyes. He reached out a finger and pressed the power button on the computer case under the table. Then, he used his finger to press the switch on the monitor on the table.
After the computer finished booting up, Liu Yuanchao clumsily controlled the mouse and clicked on the dial-up Internet icon a few times.
Because he couldn't grasp the rhythm of double-clicking, he accidentally dragged the icon to the side and clicked on the name of the file below. He accidentally entered rename mode.
Liu Yuanchao was so angry that he threw the mouse to the side. After taking a few deep breaths, he remembered the method his son had taught him. He moved the mouse to the dial-up Internet icon again and moved his index finger to the right mouse button.
After pressing it, he waited for the right-click menu to appear. He carefully dragged the mouse and aimed the cursor at the "open" option. He moved his index finger back to the left mouse button and gently clicked on it. The dial-up Internet icon finally popped up.
After successfully connecting the computer to the Internet, Liu Yuanchao moved the mouse to the blue "e" icon on the desktop and used the method from before to successfully open the browser.
The browser's homepage was the search engine page that his son had set up for him. Liu Yuanchao looked at the screen and frowned at the long input box.
He sat there and thought for a long time, but he couldn't remember the next steps. He turned his head and looked at the note on the edge of the monitor. He carefully read it and went through the steps in his head.
After adjusting the input method, he used the left mouse button to click on the input box. He extended the two index fingers of his left and right hands to press on the keyboard. After entering a string of Pinyin letters, Liu Yuanchao pressed the space bar. He looked at the input method's interface and pressed the number "1" on the top of the keyboard.
Then, the search box showed the Chinese phrase "walkie-talkie".
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