The sky has not yet cleared for two days, and it is raining again.

Zhang Cheng, who was still coughing after the fever subsided, took a taxi to Jiangcheng Xifeng Pure Water Plant. The guard learned that he was the reporter who came here to interview, and immediately reported it, and was invited by the cadre in charge of receiving the factory.

"Can I interview your factory director?" Zhang Cheng asked.

The receptionist said: "I'm afraid it won't work today. The factory manager went to the company for a meeting and might not return to the factory tomorrow."

"Which company?" Zhang Cheng said inconsolably.

The reception staff said: "Xifeng's Jiangcheng Sales Branch has sent someone to the headquarters today."

Zhang Cheng asked: "Did Xifeng headquarters send people to arrange disaster relief work?"

"Yes," said the reception staff, "We, Xifeng, have donated disaster relief and volunteer activities in the disaster-stricken areas across the country. At present, the most urgent disaster is Jiangcheng. The headquarters directly sent a deputy general manager to preside over the situation."

Zhang Cheng said in surprise: "What do you mean is that Xifeng donates pure water for all the affected cities in the country?"

The receptionist said: "Yes, the headquarters has issued a document. We not only donated pure water, but also donated instant noodles and biscuits to the disaster area. They are all foods produced by Xifeng themselves."

"How much does that cost?" Zhang Cheng asked.

The receptionist shook his head and said, "I don't know either. I only know that the Xifeng Pure Water Plant in Jiangcheng will be at least two or three months in vain, and the profits will be donated."

Zhang Cheng asked again: "Where is the address of your Xifeng Jiangcheng Sales Branch? I want to go and have an interview."

The receptionist thought this was a good thing, so he wrote the address to the reporter and called the factory manager in advance to facilitate the sales branch to contact us.

Zhang Cheng stood in the guard room of the Pure Water Plant and waited for more than ten minutes. Due to heavy rain, a taxi didn't wait. The guard quickly reacted and quickly notified the factory that the water plant sent a car to send Zhang Cheng over directly.

Xifeng's sales branches in various places are expanding rapidly, and Jiangcheng directly occupies two floors. It is responsible for the sales of canned food, iced tea, cola, pure water, instant noodles, biscuits and other products. It not only contacts local branches, but also coordinates the warehousing and logistics departments, and even local promotional activities.

Zhang Cheng got out of the car with an umbrella, but the umbrella couldn't hold it at all, and he instantly got half of his body rained.

He rushed into the office building and took the elevator. He soon arrived at the floor where Xifeng Company was located. He happened to meet Zheng Xuehong who was about to leave.

The front desk introduced: "Reporter Zhang, this is Mr. Zheng Xuehong, our vice president of Xifeng. Mr. Zheng, and this is Mr. Zhang Cheng, a reporter from the Yangtze River Daily."

"Hello, Mr. Zheng!" Zhang Cheng shook hands quickly.

Zheng Xuehong shook hands with his belly and said, "Hello, hello, I read the Yangtze River Daily every day, it is a very good newspaper."

It was pure nonsense, Fatty Zheng was talking lies again when he opened his eyes.

Although the Yangtze River Daily was the largest newspaper in the central region at this time, its influence could not reach Xikang Province at all, and Rongping City could not even buy it if it wanted to.

Zhang Cheng was not here to listen to the polite words, and asked directly: "Did Mr. Zheng come to Jiangcheng to arrange donation and disaster relief work?"

Zheng Xuehong said: "Everyone is responsible for flood control and disaster relief, and Xifeng Company must also make some efforts."

Zhang Cheng asked: "How much does Xifeng plan to donate?"

"It depends on the specific disaster situation," Zheng Xuehong said. "Of course we hope that the less we donate, the better, which means that the flood will subside soon. But if the flood continues to expand, we will try our best to let the soldiers and the masses in the disaster area eat safe food and drink safe pure water."

Zhang Cheng said: "In other words, Xifeng did not determine the scale of donation, but the more disasters the heavier the disaster, the more donated it."

"It can be understood this way." Zheng Xuehong said.

Zhang Cheng asked: "Can you tell me about Xifeng's flood control and disaster relief plan?"

Zheng Xuehong said: "First of all, we must contact the government and rescue troops of the affected areas to understand the specific disaster situation through them. Wherever instant noodles, biscuits and pure water are needed, we will transport them from the nearby warehouse and then transfer them to relevant staff as a whole. In addition, we must cooperate with the disaster area government to set up free water supply points in places where drinking water is particularly difficult to provide to nearby disaster victims."

Zhang Cheng asked: "Is it difficult to do work?"

Zheng Xuehong said: "It's really difficult. Many blocks and roads are flooded with water. The delivery car cannot be driven at all. Our volunteers can only carry boxes of them on their shoulders."

Zhang Cheng asked: "Any volunteers from Xifeng Company have gone to the front line of flood fighting?"

"We don't encourage employees to go to the front line of flood control." Zheng Xuehong said.

"Why?" Zhang Cheng asked.

Zheng Xuehong said: "First, it is to consider the safety of employees' lives. Second, it is to not want to cause trouble to the government and the troops. Most of the employees who sign up for volunteers have not learned disaster relief knowledge and lack unified dispatch and management. If they rashly go to the front line of flood control, they may encounter dangers in improper operation. At this time, they have to separate flood fighters to rescue them. It is bad for both public and private. Therefore, we just hand over food and drinking water transportation to relevant personnel, and set up free water supply points in relatively safe places."

Zhang Cheng asked: "Are there any other measures?"

Zheng Xuehong said: "The main purpose of my visit to Jiangcheng this time is to reach cooperation with the main flood control units. Xifeng also has a storage center in Jiangcheng. Disaster relief materials can be stored there temporarily, and we can provide services for free. We have achieved national networking in warehouse centers in various places last year, and we also asked Kingsoft to write a computer management program."

"National networking, computer management?" Zhang Cheng felt so tall and proud.

Zheng Xuehong said proudly: "Yes. Xifeng's warehousing and transportation department has been separated separately and established Xifeng Logistics Company. Not only are our own products used, but other companies are also willing to cooperate with us. It is because Xifeng Logistics is connected nationwide and implements electronic management, and the cargo dispatch is very accurate and fast."

Xifeng Logistics Company was separated after this year's Spring Festival.

The warehousing and logistics system was just a by-product of the original 101 channel plan, and it invested heavily in building it, and also made Xifeng Company heavily in debt - it borrowed a lot of money from the bank.

Originally just to meet the logistics scheduling of Xifeng Company, but unexpectedly, there were unexpected gains in the process of development. Especially last year, after the national networking and electronic office, many companies took the initiative to cooperate on the doorstep, and the profit speed was almost as fast as selling Coke, becoming another profitable project of the company.

As for donating instant noodles and biscuits, this was proposed by Yang Xin.

Although Xifeng instant noodles successfully entered the market, their market share was not high, and the competition was too fierce, and domestic consumption became cold overall. Xifeng's biscuits became even more nonsense and could not be sold at all, and they only slowly accumulated fame. This led to a large amount of warehouses in Xifeng's instant noodles. Yang Xin waved his hand and simply donated them to save the disaster.

After chatting for about ten minutes, Zheng Xuehong subconsciously looked at his watch.

Zhang Cheng asked: "Mr. Zheng still has something important?"

Zheng Xuehong said: "I want to go to the storage center. The disaster relief department heard that we were going to donate a lot of food and drinking water, so they sent a special person to contact us. The batch of supplies they ordered was temporarily unable to be transported due to transportation problems, which just solved the urgent problem."

"I'll go with you." Zhang Cheng said.

"Let's go, chat while walking." Zheng Xuehong said.

He took a bus to the storage center in the heavy rain. After waiting for a moment, an official rushed over and shook hands with Zheng Xuehong and said, "Mr. Zheng, thank you Xifeng for your selfless donation. I have been frustrated. Are all the supplies you donated in the warehouse?"

Zheng Xuehong said: "Pure water can be shipped at any time, but there is only one batch of instant noodles and biscuits for the time being, and we are also in urgent dispatch."

"Go and check the goods first." The disaster relief officer didn't care about being polite.

After a brief verification, the porters carried the goods onto the truck in the rain, and a total of ten trucks transported the materials to the front line of flood control.

Zheng Xuehong and Zhang Cheng also rushed there, and for nothing else, they wanted to see the situation with their own eyes.

Halfway through the way, the heavy rain finally stopped and the sun even appeared in the sky.

Zheng Xuehong didn't know where he was, but saw a mess around. As soon as the instant noodles and biscuits arrived, they were carried by disaster relief soldiers and the masses in a whole box, without registering or anything else. Anyway, they moved wherever they needed it. If they were hungry, they might as well tear them open the packaging and eat it.

Everyone is busy in the dark. Whether it is a soldier or a crowd, it is normal to fight for more than ten hours. When encountering danger, it is necessary. More than one or two fainting due to fatigue and illness.

It was already evening when Zheng Xuehong rushed back to the city. He took a hot shower, ate a bowl of hot dry noodles, and was about to lie on the bed to rest for a while.

Suddenly, the assistant ran to the door and knocked on it and shouted: "Mr. Zheng, the dam has been broken!"

Zheng Xuehong turned over and ran: "Where did you decide?"

"Zizhou Bay," said the assistant, "I heard that the troops were organizing the mass transfer at that time, and suddenly the embankment broke, and many officers and soldiers and the masses were flooded."

Zheng Xuehong rubbed his forehead: "Let's go to bed, I can't help you even if I go, so I can only cause trouble for others. Call Mr. Ji of Jiangcheng Branch and ask him to organize volunteers to stand by, and then contact the disaster relief department to see if there is anything to help tomorrow."

——ps: The previous article said that Song Weihong's son was twenty-six or seven years old, but Lao Wang had miscalculated it, and it had been changed to thirty years old.
Chapter completed!