Starting from the deputy company commander of the Soldier Assault Team

Seeing Wang Haiyang's blank stare, Zhang Anbang continued, "Section Chief, before you got married, did you know... I think it's normal that you didn't know, that's just a matter of specialization."

No, come and compete with me in project development! Live-fire exercise planning, annual military training outline, phased training implementation plan, tactical coordination plan, mobilization and combat readiness plan, or even a military skills competition if all else fails.

Section Chief, tell me, am I right? Does it make sense?

Wang Haiyang raised an eyebrow. "Is it right or wrong? Does it make sense? Makes sense my foot! Before I got married, I knew that three photos were needed for the marriage certificate. Isn't that common sense?"

Zhang Anbang scratched his head. "Common sense? Section Chief, are you kidding me? Where did this common sense come from? I've been thinking about it, and there's no such provision in any of the books or regulations I've read since I was a child."

Wang Haiyang couldn't help but laugh a few times. "Oh, you mean this? I remember it's stipulated in the 'Provisional Regulations on Marriage Registration Work' (Minfa No. 127)."

Article 22, Paragraph (7) of Chapter 4 requires the parties to submit three recent 2-inch half-length, bareheaded photos of both parties.

"Um, okay, I haven't seen these provisional regulations, it's not my fault. But, section chief, how did you know about them?"

"That's easy, they're posted at the Civil Affairs Bureau window."

Seeing Wang Haiyang's matter-of-fact attitude, Zhang Anbang was speechless. "Section Chief, you're being unreasonable. I've never been to the Civil Affairs Bureau, how would I know what's posted there? How can this be considered common sense?"

"Even if you've never eaten pork, you've still seen pigs run, haven't you? Haven't you ever seen what a marriage certificate looks like before?"

"Yes, I've seen it," Zhang Anbang nodded. "I've seen my parents' marriage certificate before. It's hanging on the wall in my house. It's similar to an award certificate now."

"Uh," Wang Haiyang paused for a moment, "Alright, alright, let's not talk anymore. Whatever you say, that's fine. I'm going to take care of something with the chief of staff. Keep an eye on things here in the department."

After Wang Haiyang finished speaking, he turned and left. He was speechless at his deputy, who excelled in both military and political affairs. What was all this nonsense? While others struggled with those troublesome plans, he could understand them perfectly.

All kinds of security measures and backup plans were clearly explained, not to mention military skills.

Although he hadn't had much contact with Zhang Anbang before, he did know that Zhang Anbang was the top individual in the C Group Army's skills competition a few years ago.

I just don't understand why such an amazing person is getting so hung up on a few photos for their marriage certificate, and even muttering to themselves about it.

Watching Wang Haiyang's departing figure, Zhang Anbang was even more confused. He quickly walked to his office, picked up the phone, and dialed, "Hello, Company Commander, can I ask you something?"

Gao Cheng's voice came through the receiver, "What is it now? You've been calling me a lot these past few days. Let me tell you, don't mention Wu Liuyi, okay? It makes me feel a little uncomfortable."

"No," Zhang Anbang quickly interjected, "Company Commander, we already agreed on the June 1st matter. It's not his business. I just wanted to ask you about something else."

"Well, I've got my marriage certificate. Company Commander, do you know how many photos are needed to get a marriage certificate at the Civil Affairs Bureau?"

"Huh? What did you say?"

Gao Cheng asked instinctively, then added, "Take photos? Take what photos?"

"The photo on the marriage certificate."

"Oh, do we need photos to register for a marriage certificate?"

"Well, platoon leader, it's all over now."

Zhang Anbang didn't answer Gao Cheng's question and hung up the phone directly. He muttered to himself, "That's more like it. That's normal. Even the company commander didn't know. He didn't even know that you need to take photos to get a marriage certificate."

"What common sense or not? This is clearly not my problem. It's because the section chief and Officer Zhao know too much. Yes, that's exactly it, there's no mistake about it."

Zhang Anbang looked at the marital status certificate on his desk and nodded in satisfaction. As long as it wasn't his problem, it was someone else's problem.

Shaking off these jumbled thoughts, Zhang Anbang locked the documents directly into his desk drawer; he had to get to work.

As for the rest, we'll talk about it after we're done with this. After all, today is only Monday, and the weekend is still a long way off.

As the old saying goes, "Once Monday comes, there's still a week to go; once Wednesday comes, you'll be over a mountain."

After Friday, there's still a morning left; after Saturday, he can go for a stroll. There's still a whole week until he's free this week.

……

Saturday arrived in the blink of an eye. This week felt a bit tough for Zhang Anbang. Before, it seemed to go by quite quickly, with tasks like preparing a quarterly training situation analysis report or writing materials to tackle key and difficult subjects.

If you happen to be going to the grassroots level to practice at the training ground or shooting range, time will pass even faster.

Unfortunately, this week wasn't much work to begin with, and he was also waiting for something to do. Every day felt like an eternity. The person who invented this phrase is truly talented; they definitely have a real life.

On Saturday afternoon, just before the end of the workday, Zhang Anbang made a phone call: "Hey, Xiaonan, you're not working overtime tomorrow, right?"

Gu Xiaonan's clear voice came through the phone, "No overtime? Anbang, this is the third time you've asked. This isn't like you."

"Well, there's nothing we can do about it. Xiaonan, you're the director of the technical department at our military region's directly subordinate communications station. Your station is the only communications hub for all departments, exercises, and combat readiness in the entire region."

Your technical department is the core technical hub for emergency repairs of all equipment failures, network planning, equipment maintenance, technical assessments, and training support.

As the head of all technical matters at the station, you are responsible for handling everything, big or small, and working overtime is a regular occurrence for you.

Why don't you count on your fingers carefully, how many times have we met since you transferred here? You're usually busier than me.

"Haha," Gu Xiaonan on the other end of the phone couldn't help but laugh as she listened to Zhang Anbang's rambling. "So, Anbang, you're complaining that I'm neglecting you?"

"Of course! Otherwise, why would I ask you to count on your fingers? This number of times is enough with just your fingers."

"Okay, stop exaggerating. I've only been here for a week. We met last week, didn't we? Alright, don't worry. It's confirmed. No overtime tomorrow."

Besides, I've already spoken to the deputy station manager; I'll take Monday off. How about that, are you relieved now?

"Okay, don't worry. I'll pick you up first thing tomorrow morning. Then we'll go to the city to take some photos. I've already found out that it's digital photography, and the photos can be taken immediately."

"And then there's the wedding photos. I've already looked into it, and it seems like it takes a lot of time. I'm thinking we should discuss it and go take them when we take a long vacation. What do you think?"

"Okay, I'll do as you say. Let's make some plans tomorrow, since your vacation time is too short."