Mixed in the last days as a salted fish

Chapter 450 Food shortage crisis
"Grandma, it's not that I don't want to stay, but the company cannot do without people, and our old house needs people to keep an eye on it, otherwise big problems will occur." Zhang Guoliang shook his head.

Li Dajuan didn't take it seriously and said: "What can go wrong with the old house? At worst, we can just ask the villagers to help take care of it. No one dares to take advantage of our family."

"Grandma, the people in the village are almost in trouble, how can they take care of our family?"

"What's wrong? Is the village seriously affected?"

Zhang Guoliang's face was solemn: "It should be said that it is terrible. As you know, our village is basically self-built houses that are about 50 years old and have long been dilapidated.

This time the heavy snow came quickly and fiercely, and more than one-third of the houses in the village collapsed. If the heavy snow fell for a few more days, the whole army might be wiped out. "

"So serious?" Li Dajuan was suddenly shocked.

"The situation is a hundred times more serious than imagined. In fact, not only our village, but also several surrounding villages are in similar situations. In short, this time it is a big trouble."

Zhang Guoliang couldn't help but sigh.

Fortunately, at my father's suggestion, I moved all the family's supplies to Xinfeng Island in advance. Otherwise, once the old house was occupied, the losses would be huge.

Li Dajuan grabbed her grandson's hand and said, "Since the old house is in danger, you'd better not leave."

"Grandma, you don't have to worry too much. Although the houses in the village are gone, every household has food in storage. As long as there are people who stutter, there will be no trouble." Zhang Guoliang hurriedly reassured.

Kuang Wenhui was equally worried: "Guoliang, listen to your grandma, we can't take risks."

"Grandma, if I leave, my vegetable garden and those livestock will definitely not be saved."

"Guoliang, money is something external to the body. Don't be confused, kid." Yang Haoxuan advised him helpfully.

"Uncle, actually the reason why I insist on staying is not just for the sake of my old house. There are also things in the company that I can't leave for the time being."

Yang Haoxuan took advantage of the situation and asked, "What happened to Haotian Group?"

"Due to the snowstorm, the underground space where mushrooms and earthworms were originally grown was used to house the victims. As the person in charge of the company, I must cooperate throughout the process. This is also what my father meant."

Zhang Guoliang replied helplessly.

"How could this happen? There are not enough shelters in the city?" Yang Haoxuan frowned.

After living here, it will be difficult to drive people away. The Haotian Group is basically completely destroyed.

Zhang Guoliang smiled bitterly: "There are more than 50 illegal immigrants in the city. These people far exceed the official estimate, so there are major mistakes."

"You can be considered a disaster this time. Even if the snowstorm passes in the future, these people will still be a huge hot potato. You must be mentally prepared." Yang Haoxuan reminded.

Zhang Guoliang nodded seriously: "Uncle, when the snowstorm is over, I will donate Haotian Group to the city for free. Don't let me take over this mess."

After this snowstorm, the situation will become very clear. What is 100% certain is that the federal government will not only forcefully promote the transformation of public ownership, but also demonetization is a certainty.

The reason is simple. If we don’t do this, the government will simply not be able to survive this major crisis.

Based on his previous thoughts, he originally planned to put Haotian Group under the name of Xinfeng Investment Group. Unfortunately, the plan did not change quickly, so he had to reluctantly cut off the flesh.

When Susanna heard this, she was stunned: "Guoliang, are you really willing to give up?"

"Auntie, the situation is stronger than the situation, so you have to give up even if you don't want to." Zhang Guoliang was unwilling to say more.

After all, dad said that this kind of thing needs to be kept secret.

Kuang Wenhui immediately said nervously: "Guoliang, don't make the decision on such a big matter by yourself. You should discuss it with your father more."

"Grandma, this is what my dad meant."

Zhang Guoliang said straightforwardly.

"Ah? What does your father mean? How could this happen?"

Kuang Wenhui was obviously shocked.

Zhang Guoliang glanced at his uncle and aunt, and said meaningfully: "Grandma, this snowstorm is so serious. It is foreseeable that the world will change."

Yang Haoxuan was suddenly startled and said impatiently: "Guoliang, you kid, stop showing off, isn't it..."

Zhang Guoliang waved his hand and quickly interrupted:

"Uncle, I don't know anything. If you have anything, you should just ask my dad directly!"

"Okay, wait until your dad comes back and I'll ask him personally." Yang Haoxuan did not continue to ask.

……

At 02:30 in the afternoon, Zhang Guoliang left the consul's residence with several bodyguards. However, he did not return to his old residence, but instead went to the headquarters of Haotian Group.

After leaving the subway station, the streets were filled with people clearing away snow, including many military police.

Seeing her little nephew coming, Zhang Jiayi asked casually: "Is your grandma okay?"

"Grandma is in good health. She ate half a bowl of rice for lunch. Second aunt, you don't have to worry."

"It's fine."

Zhang Jiayi breathed a sigh of relief.

"Second aunt, how is the situation at the company?"

Zhang Guoliang asked immediately.

The second aunt is over 60 years old this year. She was originally planning to retire a few years ago, but after his persuasion, she finally decided to work for a few more years.

Zhang Jiayi shook her head: "The situation is very pessimistic. The city has gone too far this time. It actually threw so many victims to us without paying attention. We are currently short of food and clothing and cannot survive for a few days."

"Have you contacted my sister-in-law?"

"I contacted you, but your sister-in-law is far away in Qiongzhou now. The disaster there is also serious and she can't help us at all." Zhang Jiayi said helplessly.

Zhang Guoliang touched his chin: "Hasn't my dad called yet?"

"No, I heard that the signal on both sides was cut off and we couldn't contact them at all."

"Alas, it seems I have to take action personally."

"What are you going to do?"

Zhang Guoliang gritted his teeth and said: "What else can I do? I can only go to Dean Fan. For my father's sake, I can't just die without saving him, right?"

"If you ask me, there's no need to go to such trouble. We can just walk away. These victims have nothing to do with our company anyway."

Zhang Jiayi broke the jar and said.

Zhang Guoliang smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Second aunt, it's not that simple. This is a task assigned by my father. If an accident occurs, my father will definitely bear joint responsibility."

"Your dad is really looking for trouble when he has nothing to do."

Zhang Jiayi couldn't help but complain.

The son did not say anything about his father's fault, so Zhang Guoliang quickly changed the subject: "Second aunt, what's going on with the eldest cousin? I heard that the factory collapsed?"

The eldest cousin, Cao Fan, is now considered successful. His "Different Meat Customer" company is the industry leader and owns a large production base in the southern suburbs industrial zone.

"It fell down last night, but in the end I still couldn't save it. So much time and energy was wasted."

Zhang Jiayi said regretfully.

"Then what are your plans next?" Zhang Guoliang asked.

Zhang Jiayi shook her head: "What else can we do? The factory has collapsed. There is nothing we can do now. We can only wait until the snow disaster is over."

"Oh, second brother's side is also in a mess."

"You don't have to be too pessimistic. Whether it's Guoxuan's Minde era or Cao Fan's other meat customers, they are all technology-based companies. As long as the technology is still there, they will recover sooner or later, and maybe they can seize more market." Zhang Jiayi is very optimistic about this.Zhang Guoliang's face was full of bitterness, and he immediately ordered: "Second aunt, I will leave the company to you. I will go to the Executive Yuan to seek justice now."

"Are you sure Dean Fan is in the Executive Yuan?"

"He must be there. I heard from my dad that Dean Fan has been in poor health in the past two years and rarely goes out."

Zhang Guoliang has a good idea.

"Okay, then go ahead! Be careful on the road."

Zhang Jiayi warned.

Half an hour later, Zhang Guoliang arrived at the largest factory under the company. Before going to see Dean Fan, he was ready to learn more about the actual situation.

Because the factory is deep underground and has heating, and there are so many people, it's not cold at all.

Looking around, the ground was filled with victims with their families and families lying on the ground. It was almost impossible to find a place to step down. In addition, the air here was very dirty and filled with an unpleasant smell.

There is the smell of sweat, feet, and urine.

Zhang Guoliang covered his nose and asked the factory director beside him: "There have been no accidents in the past two days, right?"

"No, according to the arrangements above, these people go out to clear the snow every six hours and fall asleep when they come back. There are very few people making trouble."

"How long can the food last?"

"With the harvested mushrooms and dried earthworms, we can last for another three to five days at most." The factory director paused and then advised: "Director Zhang, I don't think the snow will stop in a short time. We should Be prepared early.”

Zhang Guoliang nodded: "Did the city send anyone over?"

"No one, no one came forward at all."

The factory director said angrily.

"Okay! Leave this matter to me. You must take good care of these victims and save food as much as possible." Zhang Guoliang finally warned.

"I understand, Director Zhang."

……

At around eight o'clock in the evening, Zhang Guoliang finally saw Dean Fan as he wished, and was really shocked by his haggard appearance.

"Uncle Fan, although work is important, you must also take care of yourself!"

Fan Zhenxiang forced a smile, and then said politely: "Guoliang, I'm sorry, there was an important meeting just now and I kept you waiting for a long time."

Zhang Guoliang immediately waved his hands:
"Uncle Fan, it's me who disturbed your work."

Fan Zhenxiang chuckled: "Have you had dinner?"

"not yet!"

Zhang Guoliang touched his belly.

He arrived at six o'clock in the afternoon and waited for more than two hours. By now he was very hungry.

"Let's go together then! I happen to be hungry too." Fan Zhenxiang waved his hand, "However, I'm sure you guys are well fed in the canteen of the Executive Yuan, so please bear with me."

"Uncle Fan, you are serious. The current disaster situation is serious, and it will be good to have enough to eat."

As Fan Zhenxiang walked, he said with emotion: "What you said is right. I don't know when this heavy snow will fall. I can't sleep all night long these days, and your dad's side is probably the same."

"Uncle Fan, can you contact my dad here?"

Zhang Guoliang tried to ask.

Fan Zhenxiang shook his head: "We can't get in touch. The snowstorm was so severe this time that all communication signals were cut off. But don't worry, your dad's place is safe."

"With your words, I feel relieved."

Zhang Guoliang breathed a sigh of relief.

Chatting and chatting, the cafeteria arrived.

Fan Zhenxiang had a poor appetite and only ordered a portion of potato porridge and a plate of pickles. Zhang Guoliang ordered a bowl of multigrain rice and a portion of radish stewed with kelp.

During the meal, Zhang Guoliang directly stated his purpose without beating around the bush.

Fan Zhenxiang put down the spoon and asked on the spot: "How many disaster victims has your company received in total?"

"There is no specific number, but as far as I know, it is definitely not less than 13 people."

"So many? It's really difficult for you."

Fan Zhenxiang said something fair.

10,000+ disaster victims consume astronomical amounts of food every day. Although Haotian Group is a food production company, it cannot bear to sit back and eat nothing.

"Uncle Fan, actually the management problem is not big. We can still cope with it. The main problem is the ration problem. Huicheng has been indifferent and thinks too highly of us." Zhang Guoliang took the opportunity to complain.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

Fan Zhenxiang suddenly coughed violently.

Seeing this, Zhang Guoliang quickly stood up and patted the other party's back. The old man's health was not good, and he seemed to be working while sick.

"It's an old problem. It's okay." Fan Zhenxiang took a sip of water and finally recovered. "Guoliang, don't be resentful. The Huicheng official didn't deliberately target you. It's just that they are powerless. Please be more considerate."

"Uncle Fan, I can be considerate, but understanding can't be exchanged for food? I'm not Sun Monkey, how can I conjure food out of thin air?" Zhang Guoliang sighed.

"If you hold on for a few more days, we actually don't lack food reserves. It's just that due to the cutoff in transportation, we can't transport it temporarily. Now we are expediting it."

Fan Zhenxiang comforted him.

Speaking of fate, in order to strengthen the central government's control, two-thirds of the federation's grain reserves were concentrated in the capital, Zhucheng. It was precisely because of this that the current predicament was created.

In fact, the greater metropolitan area is okay because it is connected by subways and can barely survive. The vast inland areas are the hardest hit areas and need to be dealt with first.

As for overseas, we can only leave it to fate.

I hope this heavy snow won't last too long.

Zhang Guoliang nodded solemnly: "Uncle Fan, I can persist for five more days at most. If you exceed five days, don't blame our company for giving up. In any case, this is not our responsibility in the first place."

"Don't worry, I'll say hello to Liang Hongbing for you later. There will be no problem."

"Thank you, Uncle Fan!"

Zhang Guoliang finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Fan Zhenxiang waved his hand: "You don't need to thank me. You are sharing the country's worries. I should be the one representing the federation. Thank you."

"Uncle Fan, you don't have to do this. Anyway, my dad is a consul, and these are what I should do." Zhang Guoliang said modestly.

"Okay, like father, like son..."

Fan Zhenxiang slapped the table heavily.

Immediately afterwards, there was another violent cough, this time it lasted for several minutes.

While Zhang Guoliang helped the other party calm down, he called the other party's assistant and canteen staff, and then together they sent the old man to the infirmary.

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