Earn tens of billions in the era after binding the sycophant system

Han Xinghui comforted: "Don't worry, let's go over and have a look, I will check this account."

"Xinghui, I regret it very much, the house I gave them is too good."

In the past, there was an official who ordered people to add a lot of sand and stones to the relief food allocated by the imperial court, and some political opponents played him a copy, saying that he killed the victims.

The emperor asked him to explain, and the official said calmly that only rice mixed with silt would not be stolen and exploited by first-level officials, and would not be sold to make money, and would really be in the hands of the common people.

Han Xinghui understood in seconds.

If the prefabricated houses are not so strong, beautiful, and fully functional, maybe they will not be rented out, and maybe they really serve as shelters for the masses.

It's too much to bully others, take them for a fool!
"Don't be sad, you have to think about it, even if they charge some fees, they still helped a lot of people." Han Xinghui said, "Go back to similar charity activities and tell your friends, don't be so unreserved."

"This time it's really my inexperience!"

She only remembered the great pain that this disaster caused to the common people in her previous life, but she underestimated human nature.

When the two arrived, the senior officials of Porcelain City were stunned for a moment, and then ecstatic.

Hold the hands of the two tightly: "Oh, Comrade Xiao Xu, Comrade Xiao Han, why are you here at this time?"

Immediately convene the leadership team, including telephone calls from all districts, and ask all the leaders who can come to come.

All out.

After saying a lot of clichés and grateful words, they all looked at Xu Zishan and Han Xinghui in the end, these two young people had a lot of energy.

But, since they came, why have they been silent?what happened?

"Comrade Xiao Han, Comrade Xiao Xu, let me tell you a few words!"

Hearing what the senior official said, Xu Zishan calmly slapped the management office's receipt on the table.

Han Xinghui also slapped a few pieces of paper on the table.

One reads: Comrade Han Xinghui and Xu Zishan donated 3 prefabricated houses, including 36 bunk beds, 3 sets of tables and chairs, worth 1000 million yuan.Signed, the porcelain city government seal.

One sheet reads: Today we have received donations of rice, wheat, corn, various beans, sweet potatoes, vegetables, fruits, etc. from Comrades Han Xinghui and Xu Zishan, totaling 10000 tons, and 500/room/set of standard prefabricated houses.Signed, Ji County.

There are two more, one is Sihe County and the other is Caiyu County.They are all counties under Porcelain City, and they are all worth more than 1000 million yuan.

The face of the senior official has changed.

"This is?"

"Management office, the receipt for renting out the model house." Xu Zishan pointed to the receipt and said.

"The model houses we saw on the way to Porcelain City are all rented out to the masses. The materials worth about 4000 million yuan, my friend didn't take any money, why do you charge for it?"

Xu Zishan didn't give him face.

It's been half a year, are you laughing at me as a fool in your heart?

"Who did this? Who gave the power to charge our benefactor?"

Han Xinghui corrected: "You're wrong, not only to collect our money, but to collect money from all ordinary people."

"Who knows about this situation?"

In the past six months, they were only busy with disaster relief and reconstruction work. At the beginning of the resettlement work, they divided the labor at the meeting. He thought that the people below had been properly resettled.

"Go, call the people from the management office, no, go to the police first, and ask people to arrest all the leaders of the management office." Furious, he pointed to a cadre in charge of resettlement work and said, "Give him to me first." Take control."

The matter was too big, and the senior official was so angry that he almost had a heart attack.

This is too bad, an emergency meeting.

The matter was clarified on the same day. Some people saw that the prefabricated houses were too good, and the installation took a lot of manpower and material resources. Everyone thought about recycling a little bit and subsidizing the workers.

Han Xinghui knocked on the table and said, "Workers have wages, what kind of subsidy? They should work, otherwise why should they be paid?"

"Even if it is a subsidy, you charge one month's rent, and 3 prefabricated houses are based on your minimum 2 yuan/room/month. Then you charge a few yuan at a time. Why do you charge for a long time? Who is subsidized? "

"Have you ever checked where the people live? - Cellars! If you usually live in cellars, it's fine. This year, there was a flood here. Do you know how humid the underground is? "

Han Xinghui doesn't want to talk anymore, you can figure it out!

The decision came out right away.

Those who do not have housing can choose model houses nearby to live in.

People who have already rented the model house will be refunded the original rent according to the receipt.

Xu Zishan sighed.

To be honest, if she hadn't thought of the little spinach girl, Mr. Jiang, who was hard to die for three cents, she would have walked away now and never came to Porcelain City again.

She still wants to help those poor people at the bottom.

She wants to give some New Year's goods to the people in the countryside.

It is best to go through the official way to deliver large quantities of supplies to the masses, you all know →_→.

"We organized a batch of New Year's goods and specially donated them to farmers in the disaster-stricken areas under Cicheng." She said flatly, "Our meaning is that this donation is not allowed to be used by people with agricultural household registration in the disaster-stricken areas."

Someone asked her what New Year's goods?
Xu Zishan said that the New Year’s goods are divided into two parts: vegetables and grains. The vegetables are radishes and Chinese cabbage, and the grains are some miscellaneous grains, especially wheat. Because the harvest was not timely in early summer and it was rained, it germinated. It is definitely not delicious, but it can fill your stomach. Ordinary people can eat it themselves, or feed pigs.

That's it, I thought it was premium rice half a year ago!Sprouted wheat, the flour is not only black but also sticky, extremely unpalatable.

Everyone who was eagerly looking forward to it and their eyes sparkled, was stunned, disappointed, and dodged.

Xu Zishan and Han Xinghui had a panoramic view of everyone's reactions.

After discussing for more than 3 hours, there was no way to quickly deliver the New Year's goods to the people.

"Then I will deliver it myself!" Xu Zishan said, "I will report to the leader today."

A wise man proposed that all materials could be handed over to the supply and marketing cooperatives, and the transportation fees of the supply and marketing cooperatives would be subsidized.

Everyone began to demonstrate the feasibility of this plan!
Han Xinghui saw them discussing such a small matter, clasped his fingers on the table, and said, "I know a few friends in the army, let them help to send them there! That's it, it's the Chinese New Year, and we want to go back early. "

Everyone immediately silenced.

The military and government are separated, and they don't interfere with each other. Can they be mobilized to help?
Coming out of the city hall, Han Xinghui asked, "Are you disappointed?"

Xu Zishan shook his head.

It’s cold and I need to wear more clothes, I’m afraid of the dark and turn on the lights, I go for a run when I feel stuffy, and I eat when I’m hypocritical.If you don't hold out too much hope, you won't be particularly disappointed.

Xu Zishan and Han Xinghui contacted Xie Liming at the post office.

Xie Liming heard Xu Zishan say that he was going to deliver New Year's goods to the people in the township, so without saying a word, he directly sent Zhou Jun to help him personally.