I retired after 16 years of service, and when I was looking for a job on my own, I thought of my "nobleman" in the army.
The "nobleman" was my old leader, and in those days, the "nobleman" helped me a lot in my personal growth and progress such as staying in the team and making meritorious contributions. Now you are a major general in the regular army, and you are the chief officer of a group army outside the province.
Bidding farewell to my wife and children, I was in my 30s at the time, and confidently boarded a train bound for a certain province and made a special trip to ask the general for help.
A certain province is known as one of the top ten ancient capitals in our country, but I like history, and I don't have the heart to appreciate the ancient scenery, so I rushed directly to the military headquarters of a certain group army. I explained my intention to the guards at the gate and called the general ** on the spot, but no matter how I fought, the chief just wouldn't answer. In the past, I once called the general, and the chief would generally answer, and during the New Year's holidays, he would send a blessing text message, and the chief would reply occasionally.
I was happy that the general was in a meeting, and it was inconvenient to answer **, so I sent a text message to the general to express my intention. After a while, Xiao Wang (pseudonym), a full-time driver who had followed the general for many years, rushed over, and we used to work in the same unit and were very familiar with each other.
Xiao Wang said to me: "The chief is busy with work and can't take a break, so you better go back!" "Words and deeds, not very friendly looks, clearly a send-off.
After eating "behind closed doors" at the general's place, I reluctantly got on the train back to my hometown, and I couldn't help but think of a remorse:
Once, when the general was serving in our old unit, he inspected the work of our unit, and as a "noble" person who was kind to me, I visited with books that the chief liked to read, and reported on the work in recent years. The chief is very satisfied with my work in recent years. At parting, the chief asked me, "Is there anything else?" "Actually, I was facing retirement that year, and in view of the fact that the resettlement policy was not as good as it is now, I decided to buy it out at once and find a job on my own. At that time, if I told the chief, I had great hope of finding a job, because many of the chief's "protégés and former officials" held important positions in my hometown. But I one-sidedly believe that there are still a few months before I retire, and it is not too late to ask the general to find a job after retiring.
However, after this village, there is no such shop. I missed a rare opportunity in life, and now I have eaten "closed doors" and regret it.
When I got home, I was still not reconciled, and wrote a letter to the general, asking for help to find a job, but there was no reply.
Now that I think about it, I have to understand the general, the local interpersonal relationship is complicated, and finding a good job is an unavoidable thing, and it cannot be childish wishful thinking. Besides, the chief is outside the province, and the whip is beyond his reach.
Over the years, I have silently followed the chief, blessed the chief, and am proud to work under the chief. The chief rose through the ranks, until he became the general of our army, and now retired.