By the afternoon of that day, the rain began to subside, and reinforcements from the county finally arrived. With the help of large equipment such as bulldozers, excavators, and mixers, the dam was rebuilt, and the raging flood could no longer advance. Wen Huaiming inspected the dam for the last time, and after confirming that there were no loopholes, he returned the command to Li Qiang, and rushed back to Yishan overnight with Yang Dingjun and others. After all, his post was not in a place or a reservoir, and his responsibility was not in this village or town.
After returning to the county party committee compound, Yang and his party, along with all the remaining staff, came out to greet Wen Huaiming. When Wen Huaiming got off the car, there was a long round of warm applause, and several female comrades even shed tears of excitement. Yang Dingjun and others smiled and stood aside. At this moment, the honor belonged only to Wen Huaiming.
Wen Liang did not see this scene. Not long after Tang Ye left, he hurried back to Qingzhou. The injury on his leg needed further treatment, and he also had to arrange for An Baoqing's Dingsheng Industry to participate in the post-disaster reconstruction of Yishan. It was not a simple matter for private enterprises to participate in disaster relief. They had to communicate and cooperate with the finance, civil affairs, health and epidemic prevention departments at the municipal and county levels. Otherwise, the money might not even make a sound. In addition, they had to have a good relationship with the media in order to occupy enough space and fully report on disaster relief. Disaster relief is certainly a social responsibility that enterprises should have, but pursuing maximum profits is also the ultimate goal of enterprises. Being able to organically combine the two is what a smart person should do most.
Municipal People’s Hospital.
In China, hospitals are always popular. In addition, due to the heavy rains in the past few days, various diseases have occurred frequently, and the Municipal People's Hospital is already overcrowded. The halls and corridors are full of people receiving infusions, and the wards are occupied by the wounded transported from all over the city. From the small details, we can know how much damage this flood disaster has caused to Qingzhou. Wen Liang's leg infection became more and more serious, and the pus was oozing out in yellow and could not be stopped. He didn't want to alarm anyone, so he walked around the outpatient building twice with a limp, but he couldn't get a number. He had no choice but to call Zuo Yuxi.
At first, Zuo Yuxi only knew that Wen Liang went to Yishan, and did not know that he had gone to the Longtougou Dam. Later, he was extremely anxious after talking to Yang and his group on the phone. However, by then, he had already lost contact with the reservoir. He had to be busy with the school's flood prevention work while praying fearfully that Wen Liang would not get into trouble.
Those two short days felt like a lifetime to her!
So as soon as she received Wen Liang's call, Zuo Yuxi immediately dropped everything she was doing and ran over. She saw him sitting alone on the steps in front of the outpatient building, looking haggard, with bloodshot eyes, dirty hair and clothes, and the wound on his exposed leg looked horrifying. Her eyes suddenly turned red and she almost cried in public.
In this vast world, only Wen Liang could make the usually aloof Flower of Qingzhou look like this.
Wen Liang waved at her and said with a smile: "Stop crying. There is enough water in Qingzhou these days. Please don't make trouble."
Zuo Yuxi squatted down without hesitation, and gently stroked his wound with her fingers. She bit her lower lip with her pearly teeth, and finally couldn't help shedding tears. But she didn't want Wen Liang to see it, so she turned her head away, reached out to wipe it, and asked in a low voice: "Does it hurt?"
"It's okay... Ouch!"
Zuo Yuxi's finger accidentally touched the wound, Wen Liang cried out in pain, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. Seeing him like this, Zuo Yuxi felt extremely distressed. She raised her head suddenly, her delicate face full of frost, and said, "When Wen Huaiming comes back, I will ask him how he did it. He doesn't want his own life, so does he want his son's life too?"
Wen Liang admired Director Zuo's ability to vent his anger on others, and consoled him, "He is my father after all, and it has not been easy for him. Let's get along and make money, get along and make money!"
Zuo Yuxi also knew that this was not Wen Huaiming's fault, but in her eyes, Wen Liang's safety was more important than anything else, so she spoke without thinking. Seeing his playful smile, her heart softened and she complained, "No matter how big the flood is, it's the government's business. Why are you, a high school student, trying to be a hero?"
"Every citizen has a share of responsibility for the fate of a country. Director Zuo, your worldview is a bit distorted. Are high school students not human beings?"
Zuo Yuxi burst out laughing: "You are not a human being at all, at most you are just an ordinary person!"
So on this afternoon when the heavy rain had just stopped, many people saw a dirty man sitting on the ground and laughing up to the sky. In front of him stood a very beautiful woman, staring at the man on the ground with her eyes, a faint smile on her lips, like snow just melting, like a lotus blooming.
With Zuo Yuxi's intervention, Wen Liang's leg injury was quickly treated, cleaned, medicated, and bandaged. According to the doctor's advice, it would be best to give him an IV for a few days to reduce the inflammation. However, Wen Liang really didn't want to stay in the hospital and waste time at this time. He tried his best to convince Zuo Yuxi that the injury was just a minor matter, and then he took the medicine and left without mentioning it.
Zuo Yuxi now has a heavy burden on her shoulders. The safety of hundreds of primary and secondary schools in the city during the flood season falls on her alone. After sending Wen Liang to the Great World, she left reluctantly. An Baoqing helped Wen Liang to sit down in the private room and said with a smile: "I heard that Young Master Wen drove a car to rescue people in the reservoir. The scene was very shocking. Next time there is such an exciting thing, remember to call me."
Wen Liang put his legs on the coffee table and said with a wry smile: "See? This is a tragedy! There won't be a next time, and I don't dare to have a next time."
An Baoqing laughed and clapped his hands. Several young and beautiful girls came in one after another, bowed their heads and put their hands together, standing in a row respectfully.
"Your legs and feet are inconvenient, so I'll ask them to help you clean up. Don't worry, they will never let water get on your wound."
The reason why power and wealth fascinate people is that the magic lies here. Dirty beggars are despised by others, but dirty Uncle Wen can make these girls, whom many men dream of, serve him wholeheartedly and they dare not say no.
Wen Liang is not being pretentious. Even though he and Liu Yan were in love in their previous life, they still often acted in a perfunctory manner when they were meeting and seeing off guests in public. This is the helplessness of a man working hard in the society. Of course, there is nothing noble about it, but it is not as despicable as some people think.
Survival is not easy!
But with the chance to start over, Wen Liang had no intention of repeating the past, and waved to An Baoqing: "Let them go, and call a man to rub my back and wash my hair. It's just a cut on my leg, it's not a big deal, there's no need for such a big fuss."
Minister An Bao did not force him, and arranged for someone to help Wen Liang take a bath, and also prepared a sumptuous dinner. After having a full meal and feeling refreshed, Wen Liang breathed a sigh of relief. Compared to yesterday, this moment was like heaven and hell.
"Brother Jiu, you should go to Yishan tonight to meet with Yang and his party. Dingsheng has come to Yishan to help out and saved tens of thousands of people. The county will have less resistance. Big-head Yang can take advantage of this opportunity to approve the five-star hotel project. Even the city will express its strong support."
An Baoqing nodded and asked, "Do you want to give Yang Yixing some benefits?"
Wen Liang shook his head and said, "Brother Jiu, remember one thing. When working with me, don't use such means even once. We must look at the long term..."
The heavy rain continued for two more days, and on January 1, the five-day heavy rain finally stopped. According to post-disaster statistics, the rainstorm swept more than 40 cities and counties in Jiangdong Province, affecting 6.6157 million people. A total of 17 reservoirs broke their banks one after another, and nearly 1 billion cubic meters of flood water flowed freely, collapsing 90,000 houses and damaging 10,000 houses. The affected area of crops was 786,000 hectares, of which 5 hectares were completely harvested. In addition, many roads, water conservancy facilities, communications, and circuits were destroyed, and the direct economic loss was 19.75 billion yuan.
The disaster shocked the whole country. On January 18, the second day after the disaster, the central government sent a team of experts led by Zhou Hao to Jiangdong to guide the flood relief work. The next day, various disaster relief materials were allocated to Jiangdong, and the whole country was called on to lend a helping hand to support Jiangdong.
Although many efforts were made, the heavy rains were too severe and too sudden, and because it was not the main flood season, local government agencies in Jiangdong were careless, the flood control emergency mechanism was not sound, and some major leaders were afraid of danger and difficulties. The losses ultimately exceeded the estimates and the bottom line set by the superiors. On January 1, the heavy rains had not completely ended. Deputy Minister Zhou, who had received the disaster estimate report, was furious at the Guanshan Command Center. The director of the Provincial Water Resources Department was ordered to review at the provincial flood control work conference, and three deputy directors in charge were dismissed. Countless department-level cadres in the water conservancy systems of other cities and counties were dismissed on the spot for ineffective disaster relief, and many top party and government officials were also implicated.
When the situation in the province was deteriorating, Qingzhou, a prefecture-level city that was not too far ahead in Jiangdong, attracted Zhou Hao's attention. According to feedback from the members of the expert group sent down, Qingzhou attached great importance to the flood situation when it first received the flood notification, activated the flood prevention emergency mechanism, held a meeting of county and district leaders overnight, formulated rigorous, detailed and thoughtful flood control and rescue measures, unified the dispatch of materials and personnel, made overall plans, took local considerations into account, and all the people below Xu Fuyan signed a life and death agreement, clarified responsibilities, and clearly divided rewards and punishments. Compared with the neighboring brother cities, it fully demonstrated the leadership ability and governance level of the Qingzhou party and government leaders.
When the entire beach is covered with pebbles, a shining pearl will shine brighter than itself. Yu Peidong was overwhelmed by the bad news coming from all over the country. There were also many criticisms and condemnations from the central and provincial media. The emergence of Qingzhou was like turning over the last card in Texas Hold'em and finding that the bad cards in his hand had become a straight. He immediately instructed all major mainstream newspapers, TV stations and radio stations in the province to rush to Qingzhou to do special reports, and he must regain some advantage in public opinion.
When all the media were rushing to Qingzhou, Tang Ye had already returned to Guanshan from Yishan. With first-hand information, she immediately became an angel in the eyes of the editor-in-chief of the provincial newspaper, who specially reserved space for her first report.
After drinking a cup of strong tea, scenes from three days and two nights flashed before his eyes. Tang Ye concentrated for a while and wrote down the following title:
Braving the stormy waves, braving the evil waves, building the Great Wall with blood and flesh, finally bringing down the flood monster
Solve national crises, relieve people's worries, reward the people with kindness, and make the people feel at ease
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