Puppet or not, I was never meant to be shorebound.
Moreover, did my master ever care about what others thought?
Han Yu contemplated for a moment and resolved to excel as the "Binjiang Water Navy Commander," managing the river well while helping his hometown develop the port. Once the Port District thrives and the Management Committee becomes financially robust, he plans to get a police patrol boat to give back to the river.
Lost in his thoughts, his pager suddenly beeped.
"Uncle Tian, I need to return a call."
"Sure, go ahead."
Tian Gui stood up and walked out of the office. Just as he was about to close the door, he suddenly remembered something and turned back to say, "Director Yu, I almost forgot—Director Zhou knows that grassroots stations have communication difficulties, so he had the communication department set up a paging station and issued a pager to every officer, in Chinese."
Han Yu asked in surprise, "Our Bureau set up its own paging station?"
