Chen Zhechang suddenly shouted from behind, startling Fang Huai.
Fang Huai turned around.
"Staff Officer Chen, now that you're getting promoted, do you really need to speak so loudly?"
These words were no joke.
Deputy Chief of Staff Qin had already been sent down to become an Instructor, and Chen Zhechang should be next in line soon.
The deputy position at the provincial city Firefighting Command Department was a deputy regimental-level post, and his rank as a full regimental commander meant he was just waiting for this spot; his time had nearly come.
Chen Zhechang was taken aback for a second, but he didn't refute. He simply patted Fang Huai on the shoulder and laughed heartily.
"You kid, you still have such a sharp tongue. What, discussing some big issue with the Chief of Staff?"
Fang Huai chuckled and said, "I'm begging for food, while the Chief of Staff is dishing out disaster relief grain. Just the struggles of us poor folks, nothing much to talk about."