Rebirth of the 92 Business Tycoon

The rain has been falling, just like the song sung, the atmosphere in the city government conference room is not harmonious. √∟Vertex novel, x.

Mayor Fang has two big bags under his eyes that cannot be concealed, and the decree lines are more obvious than usual. The six deputy mayors underneath are not much better. They look very tired, and they don’t even care about the mayor. It's a lady, and there are already several cigarette butts in the ashtray in front of them.

Mayor Fang gestured to the clerk who took the minutes of the meeting. The window opened, and a gust of water blew in, and the air was finally fresher.

"At the Standing Committee just now, Secretary Xu conveyed the instructions of the Provincial Party Committee that all work at this stage is mainly focused on flood prevention and waterlogging prevention. The meteorological department predicts that the rainstorm will continue for a period of time in the future. On the whole, The flood control situation this year is not optimistic.

The municipal party committee gave us two instructions. The first is to ensure safety, ensure the safety of people's lives and property, and ensure the safety of key municipal projects under construction.

Second, to ensure that the planned flood storage area can play its due role when possible.

Let me say another requirement. In the face of such natural disasters, we must ensure that it will not occur. After the meeting, everyone immediately notified the person in charge of each bureau that the spirit of the meeting must be conveyed in place. At such a moment, if it still appears, the relevant parties must be held accountable for political responsibility. "

As soon as the voice fell, the deputy mayor Cao, who was in charge of industry, put the cigarette **** out in the ashtray. "I firmly support the spirit of the resolutions of the provincial and municipal party committees. However, the mayor, you are also aware of the conditions of these municipal factories. More than one-third of the factories did not pay wages for three months. Those factory directors surrounded me all day long and complained. Also, in the first two months, there was flood prevention and waterlogging prevention. We have checked and reinforced the old factory buildings and employees once. The dormitory, but now that the flood situation is far beyond the past, the prevention work done according to the original standard is estimated to be insufficient."

As soon as Vice Mayor Cao finished speaking, everyone opened their mouths. In short, it is not asking for money or things. However, the foundation of the city is inherently weak, and the former mayor's swift construction work has long since borrowed money everywhere.

Mayor Fang rubbed the rising sun, thinking about it last year. I am also among the people sitting below, asking for money and things, and this year it will be someone else's turn to open her mouth.

After thinking about it, she said to the secretary-general of the municipal government, "Help me make an appointment with the presidents of the four major banks and arrange for me to meet with them as soon as possible."

The secretary-general got up and was about to make a call. Those who hadn't left the conference room, the phone in the corner of the conference room rang. He walked over and picked up the phone, "What? Are there casualties? Okay. I see."

The arguing mayors stopped talking, "Mayor Fang, the third workshop of the Municipal Aluminum Products Factory collapsed." Whatever you are really afraid of.

"Everyone immediately go back and arrange work, Old Cao, you follow me."

The two vehicles drove one after the other on the pavement where the water was not shallow. "Has the police and fire arrived? Are there any casualties?" Mayor Fang asked the secretary who was using his cell phone to contact the scene.

"Public security and firefighting have arrived at the scene. According to preliminary statistics, there are three workers underneath. Two of them have been found and they are in good health, and one is still in search and rescue.

The scene of the incident was devastated, the long third workshop, the section on the right side collapsed into a pile, scattered red bricks, blackened wood, rusty steel frame, colored steel tiles crumpled like pieces of paper, in a mess. pile up.

The officers and soldiers of the public security and fire fighting, the employees in the factory, and some family members are moving these little by little. An old woman is desperately digging on the rubble and crying, "Lao Qiu, you But don't have anything to do!"

Mayor Fang threw away his umbrella, took a raincoat from the secretary, and joined the cleanup. She took the lead. Of course, Deputy Mayor Cao couldn’t watch. In the end, even the drivers of the two cars joined. Come in.

When the ruins were half cleared, a Mitsubishi Pajero drove in, and the co-driver got down a fat man in a hurry, and a secretary like a secretary with a purse in the back seat, quickly opened the umbrella and propped him on his head.

A young man who was cleaning up stopped in front of him, "Fatty Liu, you are a shit, if something happens to my father, I will never end with you."

The workers beside him held him and looked at Fatty Feng coldly. Her mother had a disheveled hair and smudges on her face. She came over and cursed him, "What can you expect Fatty Liu? Don't move fast. , You want your dad to die!"

Fatty Liu looked at the two mayors in the crowd, his face was blue and white, he grabbed a hard hat and put it on his head, and went to greet Mayor Fang, "Mayor Fang."

Mayor Fang ignored him, so he had to go to Deputy Mayor Cao, "Mayor Cao, I am discussing cooperation with a Wenzhou native. I rushed over when I heard the news. I made arrangements in the factory. Will something happen?"

Deputy Mayor Cao glanced at him with hatred for iron and steel, and said nothing.

Finally, under a bending machine, everyone found an old worker surnamed Qiu. This old equipment produced in Jinling in the 1960s saved him. Although one of his legs was pressed under a steel frame, his life was Saved.

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It was a rare weekend, but everyone could only stay at home. The three of them watched the video for the whole morning and felt dizzy. They dragged Feng Yiping together and the four of them played cards together.

Playing cards with them, okay, Feng Yiping really doesn’t know how to describe it, it’s slow, and you look at my cards, I look at your cards, and will regret the cards. Feng Yiping played a few hands with them. He couldn't wait any longer and hid in the study alone.

It doesn’t matter if there is one less person. They just use cards to play the **** game. The rules are very simple. Except for a king and a single 8 and a single q, everything else remains the same. Everyone draws one from the previous family. The cards that make up a pair are eliminated, and in the end, the three cards left in the hand lose, which is the bastard.

This is a time-consuming, no-brainer, pure luck game. They played a few games outside ~www.ltnovel.com~ It seems that Huang Jingshu has been a bitch, and finally stopped playing. Go back to the room to sleep.

While the cousin was back in the room, Zhang Qiuling went to the bathroom for a while, Huang Jingping sneaked into the study, pressed Feng Yiping’s head from behind, and slapped Feng Yiping’s head on his forehead, and then she giggled and ran. Go back to the room to sleep.

Feng Yiping touched Wet Dada's forehead, a bit funny. How could she look like a child who had eaten candy or a cat who stole the fishy?

The next time I was struggling with each other, this kind of weather was a good day to sleep in, and the two rooms were quiet for a while.

Feng Yi calmly looked out the window. From here, most of the reeds by the river were already submerged in the water. I wonder if the river water will overflow into the community in a few days.

He just leaned on the chair. When he was about to fall asleep, Huang Jingshu walked in quietly with bare feet, "Let's go for a walk!"

"Okay!" Feng Yiping knew that this conversation would come sooner or later. (To be continued...)

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