The rain kept falling, just like the song was singing, and the atmosphere in the municipal government conference room was not harmonious.

Mayor Fang had two large unconcealed bags under his eyes, and his nasolabial folds were also more obvious than usual. The six deputy mayors below were not much better. They looked very tired, and they didn't care that the mayor was a lady. There were already several cigarette butts in the ashtray in front of them.

Mayor Fang signaled to the clerk who was taking the meeting minutes. The window opened and a gust of wind with water vapor blew in. The air finally became 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 about flood control and flood prevention. The meteorological department expects that heavy rain will continue for a period of time in the future. Overall, the flood control situation this year is not optimistic.

The Municipal Party Committee issued two instructions to us. The first thing is to ensure safety, ensure the safety of the lives and property of the people, and ensure the safety of key municipal projects under construction.

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

Let me give you another requirement: in the face of such natural disasters, we must ensure that it will not occur. After the meeting is over, we must immediately notify the heads of various bureaus to convey the spirit of the meeting to the position. If it still appears at such a moment, the political responsibility of the relevant parties must be pursued."

As soon as he finished speaking, Deputy Mayor Cao, who was in charge of industry, pressed the cigarette butt in the ashtray. "I firmly support the spirit of the resolutions of the provincial and municipal party committees. However, the mayor of the city's factories, you know that more than one-third of the factories have not paid wages for three months, and the factory managers are all around me to complain. Also, in the first two months, there were flood control and flood prevention issues. We have investigated and reinforced old factories and staff dormitories, but now, the flood situation this time is far beyond the past, and the prevention work done according to the original standards is probably insufficient."

As soon as Vice Mayor Cao finished speaking, everyone was talking nonsense. In short, they either wanted money or things. However, the city's foundation was already weak, and the former mayor was very good at doing construction, so he had long borrowed money everywhere, so he could not afford to pay.

Mayor Fang rubbed his temples, which were a little swollen. Thinking about it last year, he was also among the people sitting below, asking for money and supplies, so it was someone else's turn to open his mouth to her this year.

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. Before those who had left the conference room, the phone rang in a corner of the conference room. He walked over and picked up the phone, "What? Are there any casualties? OK. I understand."

The mayors who quarreled stopped talking, "Mayor Fang, the third workshop of the city's aluminum products factory collapsed." They really come whatever they are afraid of.

"Everyone go back and arrange your work immediately. Lao Cao, come with me."

Two cars were driving in front and behind on the road with great water accumulation. "Have the public security and firefighters arrived? Are there any casualties?" Mayor Fang asked the secretary on the scene on his mobile phone.

"The public security and firefighters have arrived at the scene. Preliminary statistics show that there are three workers under the pressure, two have been found, they are in good health, and one is still searching and rescue."

The scene was full of devastation. The three-story workshop on the right collapsed into a pile, with red bricks, black wood, rusty steel frames, colored steel tiles crumpled like pieces of paper, piled together in a mess.

The officers and soldiers of the public security and firefighters, the employees of the factory, and some family members were relaying to move these little by little away. An old woman was digging with her hands on the pile of ruins while crying, "Old Qiu, don't have anything to do!"

Mayor Fang threw away the umbrella, took a raincoat from his secretary, and joined the cleaning ranks. She took the lead, and Deputy Mayor Cao could not watch it. Finally, even the drivers of two cars joined in.

When the ruins were half cleaned up, a Mitsubishi Pajero drove in. The co-pilot got out of the passenger seat and a fat man looked like a secretary with a leather bag. He quickly opened the umbrella and supported him on his head.

A young man who was cleaning up stopped him, "Fatty Liu, you bastard, if something happens to my father, I will never end with you."

The workers next to him grabbed him and looked at Fatty Feng coldly. Her mother was covered in disheveled hair and her face was covered with stains. She came over and scolded him, "What can you expect from Fatty Liu? If you don't move quickly, you miss your dad to die!"

Fatty Liu looked at the two mayors in the crowd, his face turned pale and white. He grabbed a safety helmet and put it on his head, and went to say hello to 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 person. When I heard the news, I rushed over. I made arrangements in the factory. Why would something happen?"

Deputy Mayor Cao looked at him with regret, but did not speak.

Finally, under a bending machine, everyone found an old worker named Qiu. This old equipment produced in Jinling in the 1960s saved him. Although one of his legs was pressed under a piece of 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 DVDs all morning and felt a little dizzy, so they pulled Feng Yiping together and the four of them played cards together.

Play cards with them, okay, Feng Yiping really doesn't know how to describe it. He played it slowly, and you look at my cards, and I look at your cards, and I regret it. Feng Yiping played a few games with them, but he could no longer serve him and hid in the study alone.

It doesn't matter if there is one person left. They just use cards to play the game of bastards. The rules are very simple. Except for one king and one single 8 and one single q, the others remain unchanged. Every time everyone draws a card from the previous one and makes up a pair, they will be eliminated. In the end, the remaining three cards in their hands will lose, which is a bastard.

This is a game that kills time, does not take any brains, and depends on luck. They played a few games outside, and it seemed that Huang Jingshu had become a bastard for a few games. In the end, she stopped playing and went back to her room to sleep.

While her cousin returned to the room and Zhang Qiuling went to the bathroom, Huang Jingping sneaked into the study, pressed Feng Yiping's head from behind, stuttered on his forehead, and then smiled "giggled" and ran back to the room to sleep.

Feng Yiping touched his wet forehead and felt a little funny. Her expression just now seemed like a child who had eaten candy or a cat who had stole a fishy cat.

With the drizzle, this weather is a good weather to sleep in. The two rooms have quieted down for a while.

Feng Yiping looked out the window quietly and looked from here that most of the reeds by the river were flooded in the water. I wonder if the river water would spread to the community in a few days.

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

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

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