It’s No Use Calling Me Mom

    "Mr. Sheng, I can understand your mood." Wang Qingqing glanced at Sheng Wanfang, but did not directly refute his accusation, but calmly said to him: "You must come to see me today. I'm not just here to tell me your guesses, don't beat around the bush if you have anything, just say it."

    Seeing that Wang Qingqing did not deny his words, Sheng Wanfang said to Wang Qingqing more and more confidently: "Mr. Miao, your family has a great business, whether you are happy or not, you can throw banknotes and play with them. Son, we Huarong can't compare to you. We still have one or two hundred employees waiting to get paid and eat. You have also let go of this fire. The anger of the one next to you must have been exhausted. We have eyes on it. We deserve it if we don’t know Taishan, we will admit to the problem of the loss of merchants, but you are responsible for the cost of refurbishment and the loss of rent during the renovation.”

    "Let me compensate you for your losses?" Wang Qingqing laughed, why is this person so whimsical?

    In the original plot, this fire killed and burned more than 200 people, and the original owner was suffocated and crippled and became a cripple. Even if no one told the original owner of the follow-up of the fire incident, Wang Qingqing could have imagined that such a significant person In the case of casualties, someone has to be responsible. First, the management of Huarong Commercial Building cannot escape, and secondly, even the government officials who are in charge of this matter are also to blame. As the general manager of Huarong, Sheng Wanfang can get it. good end? Prison is inevitable, and it is not impossible to be sentenced to death.

    My own fire burned half a face, but it was equivalent to saving this guy's life, but it seems that he would not be grateful to himself, otherwise he would not come to ask for it money.

    "Mr. Sheng." Wang Qingqing smiled amiably and amiably: "This fire is entirely caused by the unreasonable design of your commercial buildings and the lack of proper management, what does it have to do with me? I think? To accuse me, you have to come up with real evidence, red mouth and white teeth poured dirty water on me, be careful I will sue you for libel."

    "As for compensation, it's even more whimsical!" Wang Qingqing took a smile and lowered her face: "I held an event in your commercial building, and the commercial building even caught fire, I invited The guests are either the leaders of the municipal party committee or the entrepreneurs of this city. Which of these people is not more valuable than you? Now because of you, they have suffered so much and were so frightened. When I look back, I have to offer gifts to appease them. If you don't ask you for compensation, you still want to ask me for compensation? Why are you so thick-skinned?"

    Being scolded by Wang Qingqing, Sheng Wanfang's face was gloomy and ugly, he gritted his teeth and said: "Mr. It's easy for you to reject me now, and then I'll throw the evidence out of your face, so don't blame me for not being human!"

    "You have to have evidence, don't talk about throwing my face, even if you throw it at the Public Security Bureau, it will be my fault." Wang Qingqing waved her hand: "Send off!"

    Gao Xinlei came over to Sheng Wanfang and made a gesture of invitation: "Mr. Sheng, please."

    Sheng Wanfang slapped Wang Qingqing with a cruel word: "Mr. Miao, don't regret it!" Then he glared at Gao Xinlei and walked away.

    As soon as Sheng Wanfang left, Wang Qingqing waved to the secretary: "You go, this way..."

    The secretary got her order, nodded and hurriedly went out to do errands, Wang Qingqing invited Gao Xinlei: "Have the investigation report of the fire brigade and the public security department come out?"

    "Mr. Miao, don't worry, the fire brigade and the public security bureau jointly investigated this matter, and the report is similar. It is estimated that it will be delivered to the leaders this morning." Gao Xinlei lowered his voice. Voice: "We made this thing really seamless, because the distribution boxes used by Huarong's grandchildren were defective, and their wiring connections were also faulty. My comrades said that their distribution boxes were all There are major hidden dangers, that is, if we don’t do it, the broken power distribution box will not last long, and sooner or later, big things will happen.”

    "The surname Sheng really doesn't know what's wrong." Gao Xinlei resented: "Many merchants in Huarong are afraid that their goods will be stolen, so they sleep directly in the store at night, and their security team does nothing at all, right Turn a blind eye to this kind of illegal behavior of the merchants, and the commercial building has not been interrupted for 24 hours. With their flawed management, it is really a fire. We are helping him indirectly, but this guy doesn't appreciate it at all."

    "Sheng Wanfang probably doesn't want us to help him in this way." Wang Qingqing laughed and then appeased Gao Xinlei, who was indignant: "Low-key, let's be an unsung hero. , the most important thing at present is to increase the awareness of fire protection among the people of the city, and encourage leaders to standardize the management of fire protection, instead of arguing with Sheng Wanfang, you can call me two people from the public relations department."

    Gao Xinlei took the lead, and the staff of the public relations department came to the call. Wang Qingqing arranged their work meticulously: contact the reporters, spend money, let the reporters report the fire, and let the reporters by the way Report on the firefighting facilities of the entire textile market and even the city's business premises.

    Here, Wang Qingqing is teaching his own employees face-to-face opportunities, and over there, the secretary of the municipal party committee listened to the corner.

    Although the waist of the secretary of the municipal party committee is not completely healed, he can get out of bed and walk a few steps after wearing the protective belt. After lying on the bed for a long time, his bones are uncomfortable. This city leader, occasionally He also took two steps in the small garden of the inpatient department, accompanied by the nursing staff.

    On this day, the secretary of the municipal party committee walked out of the door of the ward accompanied by the nursing staff, and a patient's family member standing next to the nurse's desk walked to the window at the end of the corridor and waved downstairs.

    The secretary of the municipal party committee went downstairs to the small garden. Before he could stand firm, he heard an exclamation: "What? Sheng Wanfang, did he really say that? This man is too cheeky. Is it thick? What does Huarong's fire have to do with Mr. Miao?"

    Hua Rong is on fire? Mr. Miao? The secretary of the municipal party committee waved his hand at the nurse and stopped, found a stone chair not far from the two who were chatting enthusiastically, and sat down slowly.

    "Why don't you say it? Do you think this person is thick-skinned?" A girl's clear voice was like a machine gun: "It was obviously that Huarong's own equipment was not properly managed and caught fire, Sheng Wanfang If he didn't say compensation to the merchants, he just shrank in the hospital and pretended to be dead. The small merchants were so anxious to jump off the building, some of them found Sheng Wanfang and wanted to kneel down and beg him, but he ignored it. Let's see Mr. Miao She couldn't go on anymore, she said that she couldn't do charity here, and she watched people jump off the building over there. That's why our company paid for all the affected merchants. We Miao finally helped Sheng Wanfang. Are you busy?"

    "That really helped him a lot, Mr. Miao won't pay, those merchants really dare to jump off the building." The soft-spoken girl patted her chest: "In case someone is really there I can't think of jumping from the Huarong Building, who would dare to rent the shops in the Huarong Building in the future?"

    "That's it." The machine gun girl started again: "Sheng Wan is good, seeing that Mr. Miao paid those small merchants money, he immediately became jealous and quarreled. In the ward of Mr. Miao, we want Mr. Miao to also pay him compensation. The money from our company is not blown by the wind. Compensation to those small merchants is considered as charity. What is the matter with Huarong? Is Huarong short of money? They My own facilities and management were not in place and caught fire, which scared the guests invited by Mr. Miao. Mr. Miao has not looked for him yet. He is so good. He even wanted Mr. Miao to pay him compensation, but Mr. Miao refused directly. ,guess what?"

      Who? The leaders of the municipal party committee, the leaders of the provincial party committee, and all the entrepreneurs in our city, Mr. Miao is not a crazy anti-social element, why did she set the leaders on fire?"

    "That's right, Sheng Wanfang's accusation has no basis at all." Another girl answered softly: "After this incident, Mr. Miao feels so guilty, I dragged the sick body to visit every guest who participated in the event, and I ordered the flowers and fruit baskets."

      Choreographed a peach event."

    "We Miao always have a time when someone arranges a peach-colored incident?" The soft-spoken girl covered her mouth and laughed "呲呲": "Come and let me listen."

    "Before, didn't Gao Xinlei ask Huarong to give them advice? He said that they had no fire emergency access, and there was no water in the fire hydrants. They asked them to rectify and they ignored Gao Xinlei. Now When the incident happened, Sheng Wanfang said that Gao Xinlei was President Miao's lover, and that the fire that burned Hua Rong was set by President Miao to vent Gao Xinlei's anger."

    The machine gun girl stomped her feet angrily: "Do you hear that this is human? You know that Gao Xinlei, in our company he pays more attention to fire protection, not to mention spinning There are many commercial buildings in the wholesale market that he reminded him of, and none of them have listened to his words to rectify. If Mr. Miao takes revenge on others for Gao Xinlei's face, how many commercial buildings will she have to burn? Can she get revenge? ?"

     "That's right, as Mr. Miao's life secretary, if she has a lover, no one can hide it from me." The soft-spoken girl said slowly: "Sheng Wan Fang Ke can really talk nonsense."

    "For the money, he doesn't even want a face." The machine gun girl sneered: "It looks ugly enough."

    Then the two girls murmured and scolded Sheng Wanfang, and the secretary of the municipal party committee frowned. He can be the top leader of the city, and this is not what anyone else said. He just believed in the soft ears. What the **** was going on with this fire, he still had to send someone to investigate.

    Back in the ward, the secretary personally called and contacted the city public security chief, without saying much, just one sentence: "I'm afraid the sub-bureau is sloppy, you personally send someone to investigate , to see whether Hua Rong's fire was man-made or accidental."

    The Secretary understands in seconds, and the Secretary's political enemies are not old or young. This fire was burned when the Secretary attended the event. Was it deliberately targeting the Secretary? The director asked people to start from two aspects.

    Because the fire brigade and the public security bureau in charge of Textile Street have already investigated, the scene was ordered to be cleaned up by Sheng Wanfang, who was anxious to resume business. People from the Municipal Bureau went and only saw the demolition What came down was the wreckage of the power distribution box.

    Nothing could be found from the physical evidence at the scene, so the people from the city bureau went to check the suspicious persons who had been at the scene.

    For the safety of the event, Huarong Commercial Building was closed for a day. In order to save operating costs, Sheng Wanfang also recruited few security guards. On the day of the fire, Huarong's security guards were busy in the venue as a background There are no guards on the ground floor.

    As for the camera monitor, that is even more nonsense. These days, only banks, governments and research institutions with a high level of secrecy will be equipped with closed-circuit surveillance systems. Huarong does not have the advanced awareness to equip such The high-end stuff and the suspicious people on the scene are nothing to worry about.

    Sheng Wanfang saw that the city bureau had come to re-investigate, and he immediately became energetic. In order to convince the investigation team that Wang Qingqing was the mastermind behind the fire, he tried his best to discredit it. , took all his own speculation as a fact, and gave it to the investigation team of the city bureau.

    The public security officers of the city bureau are not for nothing. From his words that don't match the foreword, we can tell that this guy is talking nonsense. Unwilling to believe it, after two days of investigation, he came up with "supporting the branch's investigation results", which made Sheng Wanfang completely dumbfounded.

    The secretary sent by the secretary also returned after the investigation: "No evidence that Miao Qingqing targeted Huarong was found. Miao Qingqing had no interaction with Sheng Wanfang and Huarong's management before, and Sheng Wanfang , and is indeed promoting remarks that are unfavorable to Miao Qingqing everywhere, and there is no evidence to prove that these remarks are true."

    In this case, the fire was a pure accident. Miao Qingqing's two little secretaries were probably just plain angry but complained, and did not mean to tell Sheng Wanfang to be black. The secretary was relieved, thinking that the nursing home did not have a shadow foundation, so he wanted to ask Wang Qingqing to discuss the follow-up, and sent someone to invite him, only to find out that Wang Qingqing had gone abroad.

    What does it mean? Is this hiding? What about the half-built nursing home? What about the foundation?