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Under the fire, Xiong Dawei's face was a bit ferocious and said, "The fire passage is blocked, the fire truck cannot enter, and the fire faucet has no water. I guess someone will die."

Zhou Changquan habitually squeezed his forehead out of the word "chuan" and said, "The most urgent task is to save people at all costs."

Xiong Dawei nodded, shook hands with Zhou Changquan, then turned around and said to a firefighter armed policeman: "Have the reinforcement fire truck arrived? Usually you ask for money, I never have a discount at all. When it comes time to critical times, don't lay a soft egg for me."

The armed police officer straightened his chest and said, "Please rest assured, the firefighters are definitely teams that can fight when they come, and fight when they fight."

Several more fire trucks arrived, jumped out of the car, and began to move quickly. Soon, there were warm shouts from the crowd and 120's "Ouch, Ouch" screams.

A fire armed police officer ran over and said, "Report to the captain of the detachment, and he has successfully rescued two people surrounded by the fire." The captain of the detachment who was talking to Xiong Dawei had a serious face and a loud voice, and issued an order to continue rescue.

Xiong Dawei stared at the firefighters who bravely entered the fire scene. His eyes were bright and his fists were clenched.

Zhou Changquan did not directly command the fire to put out. He stood behind Xiong Dawei, watching many of the onlookers taking photos or taking photos, and shook his head slightly.

Hou Weidong stood beside Zhou Changquan. He looked around and listened to all directions. When he saw Zhou Changquan staring at the surrounding people, he immediately understood what he meant and came to Zhou Changquan and Xiong Dachuan, saying: "Governor Zhou, Mayor Xiong. There are too many people around him, and there are many people taking photos. I guess they will be online soon. I have a suggestion that according to the plan for major emergencies, a meeting should be held quickly. The foreign propaganda work should be arranged in advance to avoid being passive."

This suggestion is very much for Xiong Dawei's appetite. He glared at Chang Qing, the secretary-general of the municipal government, and said, "Zhang Qing, why are you doing stupidly? Hurry up and send out a publicity draft and do a good job in reporting in a realistic way, without exaggerating or concealing it. We must highlight the bravery of firefighters and soldiers and the enthusiasm of the people." He added, saying, "If something happens, you cannot hide it. You must let the correct public opinion guide the masses. However, before the conclusions of the investigation team come out, the media should pay attention to the publicity caliber."

Changqing drank some wine in the evening, but at this time he was already half awake by a fire, but his head was still a little dull. He said hesitantly: "I will notify the propaganda department immediately and the petition department will come to the meeting."

Xiong Dawei glared out and said, "I'm drinking tonight. What the hell is it? Hurry up and hold a foreign propaganda work meeting immediately according to the requirements of the emergency plan. It will be held overnight. The provincial department, please contact Secretary-General Hou for help."

Hou Weidong and Zhou Changquan looked at each other and accepted the task happily. He served as the county party secretary in Chengjin County and the deputy mayor of Shazhou Municipal Government, and knew the importance of the media.

From a national perspective, the media is the mouthpiece of the party. However, when it comes to specific things, high-level media have not taken local governments at all. Some practitioners even target local governments specifically, and media from other provinces will not listen to local governments. What's more, the Internet is so developed now that there are slight changes, and various conclusions are flying around the Internet. Therefore, external propaganda work has become a task that party and government at all levels attach great importance to. The propaganda department has specially established an external propaganda organization to deal with media online events.

He helped the Municipal Government Secretary General Chang Qing hold a publicity work meeting on the "Lao Temple Fire". It was already three or four o'clock in the evening. Hou Weidong reviewed the press release on the Lao Temple Fire. Because he was afraid that there would be something else, he did not go home and rested in the office.

Sitting in the office of the provincial government, there was no sign of smoke and fire in the distance, and there was no sound. Hou Weidong leaned on the sofa, lit a cigarette, and slowly smoked it. However, his mother Liu Guangfen's voice and smile appeared in his mind.

When I was a child, there was a mountainous land not far from the police station. My fellow villagers thought there was no water, so they planted some miscellaneous trees. My mother asked for the land and took the three brothers and sisters of the Hou family to open up the land. Without water, she built a pond on the top of the mountain, similar to the current water cellar. In rainy days, she stored water and used the water from this water cellar to water vegetables.

In Hou Weidong's memory, all year round, this vegetable field is full of greenery, lettuce, cabbage, tomatoes, green beans and other dishes appear on the dining table at home one after another.

My mother also planted many peanuts on the top of the mountain. When harvesting peanuts, the three brothers and sisters of the Hou family ate fresh and tender peanuts at the harvest site as if they were during the Chinese New Year. After returning home, my mother boiled peanuts in salt water. The boiled salt peanuts were extremely fragrant. Then she chose large peanuts to dry and put them in her pocket.

As long as Hou Weidong was greedy, he secretly grabbed a handful. Before he knew it, he ate half of the big bag of peanuts. His mother knew that the mistress stole the most, so she didn't care.

Smoking a cigarette and stealing on the sofa thinking about the funny things about my childhood, Hou Weidong felt a slight pain in his heart and he was about to have surgery soon. I don’t know how effective the surgery was.

After collecting various situations, the press release was also written. After careful consideration, Hou Weidong revised two places and then fell asleep peacefully on the sofa.

At six o'clock, the phone rang, Hou Weidong turned over from the sofa, walked to the table, and habitually looked at the caller ID.

"Governor Zhou, you are in the office."

"It's late, just squint in the office."

Hou Weidong put down the phone, washed his face, tidied up his clothes, and came to Zhou Changquan's office.

Zhou Changquan didn't sleep all night, his eyes were particularly obvious, and his whole face looked a little swollen.

Seeing him like this, Hou Weidong couldn't help but see the scene when he first met Zhou Changquan. At that time, Zhou Changquan was still the secretary of the Shazhou Municipal Party Committee, with sharp eyes, quick thinking, and full of energy. Now his spirit is gradually fading away, and although he is still wise, it has made Hou Weidong, the person around him sigh secretly.

Zhou Changquan said: "Let's go, let's go out for breakfast. Xiao Chu is still sleeping. Young people have good sleep, so don't care about him."

When Hou Weidong was a secretary, whenever he arrived in Lingxi, he always ate breakfast outside instead of the same breakfast in the hotel. He estimated that Zhou Changquan wanted to eat outside, so he asked, "Old leader, eat something unique."

Zhou Changquan rubbed his eyes and said, "I haven't eaten bean flower rice for a long time. I know there is a potato flower around the corner of the courtyard, which tastes very good." As he talked about the taste of the toan flower rice, he couldn't help but develop saliva. Due to his bad stomach, the one at home did not allow him to eat too spicy food, let alone eat in a small restaurant outside, but he liked the atmosphere and taste of the small restaurant.

Since it was still early, I took the elevator downstairs and did not meet anyone.

After leaving the courtyard, the two of them seemed to be birds flying out of the cage, walking happily on the street. When Hou Weidong first arrived in Lingxi, naturally no one knew him. Zhou Changquangui was the deputy governor of a province and often appeared on TV. However, after entering the 21st century, the country also became a winner-takes-all society. People in Lingxi only remembered the provincial party secretary and governor, the municipal party secretary and mayor, and their faces were very blurred about the vice governor and the deputy mayor.

When I arrived at the corner shop, the name of the shop was "Yiyang Douhua". Seeing the name of the shop, Zhou Changquan joked: "This is back to your hometown."

When Hou Weidong was in Qinglin, he was used to eating the tofu rice from Yao Shouzi's house. Today, he saw the red peppers, green onions, white garlic, sesame oil, lettuce oil, etc. on the chopping board, and his appetite increased.

After eating, his lips were red and his mouth was full of beans and rice. Zhou Chang also felt sweat on his forehead. He left the shop and swept away the wilt.

"The provincial government is determined to rectify the villages in the city. The decision is correct. Governor Zhu handed over this burden to me, and I will hand over this important task to you and do this beautifully." Zhou Changquan said while walking with his hands behind his back.

Hou Weidong took this opportunity and asked: "The rectification of villages in the city is justified. Although it involves a wide range of areas, it cannot be raised to the governor's personal attention. Old leader, I have not thought through this link."

Zhou Changquan looked up at the street view and said, "The city in Lingxi is close to four million people. It is not easy to be a good home. People in the whole province are watching."

Seeing that Zhou Changquan didn't say it clearly, Hou Weidong stopped asking more questions. Zhou Changquan's last words had already made him understand it.

When he returned to the office, he received a call from the Secretary-General of the Municipal Government, Chang Qing, and said, "Secretary General Hou, I am Lao Chang. The meeting was held at 10 o'clock this morning. It was the fire in the Lao Temple. Mayor Xiong presided over the meeting."

Hou Weidongdao: "This matter is under the responsibility of Lingxi City, so I don't have to come over."

"Mayor Xiong said hello and must invite all the leaders of the urban village renovation to the scene. He specifically mentioned Secretary-General Hou." Chang Qing sobered up at this time, thinking about what happened last night, and was a little grateful and complimented: "The press release was handed over to Mayor Xiong. He was very satisfied and praised Secretary-General for his youthful and promisingness and clear mind."

Although Xiong Dawei is a member of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee, he is the mayor of Lingxi after all. The mayor of Lingxi praised Yip as the deputy secretary-general of the provincial government. Chang Qing thought that it gave Hou Weidong a lot of face. This made Hou Weidong feel a little strange.

Hou Weidong wanted to hear what Xiong Dawei was going to say at the meeting, and said, "Then I will arrive at the venue on time."

The fire in the old temple completely burned down the village in the city, killing two old people, and losing countless property. Hou Weidong entered the venue and immediately felt the tense atmosphere.

The meeting was chaired by Executive Vice Mayor Zhao Xueshan. During the meeting, Xiong Dawei sat upright in the middle, his eyes like a knife, sweeping around the faces of the Lingxi cadres.

"This fire suffered heavy losses. Although the fire investigation report has not yet been released, some departments cannot escape responsibility."

Xiong Dawei suddenly reached out and slapped the table hard. The table made a loud "bang" sound, which raised the hearts of all cadres' hearts in their throats.

"Who is responsible for the fire passage being blocked? Wang Damin, stand up for me."

Wang Damin, director of Shazhou Municipal Political Commissar, was occupied. When he stood up, his face was blue and black.
Chapter completed!