Chapter 71 Branch Meeting-"At the beginning of the 1970s, I made a fortune from zero-yuan purchases"

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Tuesday, December 1, 1970.

At 7 o'clock in the evening, the Party branch of the medical student team held a branch meeting to discuss Wang Jianxin's application for party membership.

The location is in a classroom on the second floor of the teaching building.The classroom is not big, it can seat thirty or forty people, and is usually used for small classes.There are portraits of great figures hanging above the blackboard, and in the center is a party flag, red with a sickle and hammer head, which is particularly eye-catching under the light.The tables and chairs were arranged neatly, with the formal party members and probationary members of the branch sitting in the first row, and the following rows were empty.

Wang Jianxin arrived early, at half past six.He sat on the chair in the back row, holding the party application form in his hand, and the edges of the paper were wrinkled with his fingers.He put the volunteer book on the table, picked it up, and put it down again.It was fake that I wasn't nervous, but it wasn't the nervousness of fear, but an indescribable feeling - like the moment I stood in front of the operating table and picked up the scalpel.

One after another, party members came.The instructor nodded to him when he came in and sat in the front row.Secretary Zheng came in last, holding a folder in his hand, walked up to the podium, put the folder on the table, and glanced at the audience.

The branch has a total of 12 formal party members and four probationary members.Twelve official party members were supposed to be present, but actually eleven were present. One of them was on a business trip and met the meeting conditions.

Secretary Zheng adjusted his glasses, cleared his throat, and announced the meeting.

"Comrades, the main topic of today's branch meeting is to discuss Comrade Wang Jianxin's application for party membership." His voice was low but steady. "Now, I would like to ask Comrade Wang Jianxin to read out his application for joining the party."

Wang Jianxin stood up and walked to the podium.He turned around and faced the audience.There were eleven faces sitting under the stage, some familiar, some not so familiar.The instructor sat in the front row and looked at him with encouragement in his eyes.

He opened the application form for joining the party and saw his handwriting written on it.The pen writing is neat and neat, without any alteration.He took a deep breath and began to read.

"I voluntarily join the Communist Party of China, support the party's program, abide by the party's charter, fulfill the obligations of a party member, implement the party's decisions, strictly abide by the party's disciplines, the secrets of the conservative party, be loyal to the party, work actively, fight for communism throughout my life, be ready to sacrifice everything for the party and the people, and will never betray the party."

When he read "Sacrifice everything", his voice unconsciously became louder.

After reading it, he reported his experience to the branch meeting.The voice was not loud, but every word was clear.He said that he was born in an ordinary working-class family in Beijing. After graduating from high school, he responded to the great man's call to go to the mountains and countryside, and arrived in Maoqi to join the queue.After working and living in the ranch for three months, he was selected as a member of the militia to perform border patrol duties.He fought bravely while on duty at the border, won first-class merit, was specially recruited into the army, and was recommended to study at Beijing Medical College, where he became a worker, peasant, and soldier student.Talk about treating local people and carrying out medical work during the period when Shuangqiao Commune is open for school.After returning to school, he completed the replantation surgery of his severed finger.

"The reason why I applied to join the Communist Party of China is because I deeply realize that without the Communist Party, there would be no New China, and I would not be where I am today." He looked at the comrades in the audience, his eyes sweeping across the faces. "When I served in the Damao Banner Border Guard Force, I saw with my own eyes that Communists rushed to the front in the face of danger and did not bow in the face of difficulties. I am eager to become one of them and contribute everything I have to the party and the people."

After the report, he returned to his seat.

Secretary Zheng said: “Now I’d like to invite Comrade Wang Jianxin’s second party introducer to speak.”

The instructor stood up and read out the contents of the transfer letter first.He took out two pieces of paper from the folder and read out the main content of the response letter from the border guard regiment and the main content of the reply letter from the street.After reading, put down the paper and start talking.

"Although Comrade Wang Jianxin and I have only known each other for a few months, I have a deep understanding of him." The instructor's voice was low but sincere. "This comrade has high political awareness, good ideological and moral character, strong work ability, and a solid style. When Shuangqiao Commune was open for school, he led the medical team to do many practical things for the masses and was highly praised by the local people. After returning to school, he successfully completed the replantation of a severed finger, which brought glory to the school and the medical department."

He paused and then said: "I think Comrade Wang Jianxin meets the requirements for party membership, and I am willing to introduce him to join the Communist Party of China."

Secretary Zheng picked up another piece of letter paper, unfolded it, and said: "As the first introducer of party membership, Captain Zhang could not arrive at the scene due to his own work. He also wrote a letter. Now I will read it for you."

The letter paper is an ordinary letter paper, folded in two, with pen writing on it. The handwriting is crooked, but the writing is very vigorous.

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