Excellent beauty's personal security guard

Just as Zhong Xiaofei was leading several cadres to leave, he suddenly heard a voice behind him saying, "stop..." Zhong Xiaofei turned around and saw several people standing behind him, with their trouser legs high and their camouflage military shoes covered with mud.

Behind these people, there are two SUVs parked at the entrance of the village.

Some of these people are wearing raincoats and some are holding umbrellas, but their clothes are probably soaked. Zhong Xiaofei, a cadre in the county, knows most of them. When he looks at the formation of these people, according to his intuition, these people may be from the city. So Zhong Xiaofei greeted him and asked with a smile, "I'm Zhong Xiaofei, mayor of Fengxian town. Are you..."

The middle-aged man in his forties standing behind Zhao Jianhui is Zhong Xiaozhong, vice mayor of Fengcheng City. As soon as he heard that the man in front of him was also surnamed Zhong, his idea of family pity changed. Before Zhao Jianhui spoke, he said to Zhong Xiaofei: "this is secretary Zhao of the province. I am Zhong Xiaozhong, vice mayor of Fengcheng City. What are you doing? Why are the masses still in this mountain nest? "

Zhong Xiaofei was stunned when he heard that it was Secretary Zhao. He hurried over and explained, "Secretary Zhao, since I received the order from the provinces and cities, I began to mobilize the people living in low-lying areas to move to higher resettlement sites. But the people in this village are old-fashioned. They say they have lived here for most of their lives and have never seen this place flooded by heavy rain. We mobilized for a long time, but the people were unwilling to go. Until now, more than 20 households have been moved, and 30 or 40 households are unwilling to go... "

Zhao Jianhui coldly interrupted him and asked, "so you're going to give up? This is how you implement the spirit of the instructions of your superiors? "

"Secretary Zhao... It's not that we don't want to move. It's really that these people have to take all the chickens, ducks, geese and dogs. Our cars are not enough, only the two passenger trucks of the town government..." before Zhong Xiaofei finished, Zhao Jianhui snorted and turned his head and said, "Mayor Zhong, you should call now and ask the people of Fengshan county to organize vehicles to come here You and others continue to mobilize the masses and make use of existing resources to let the people go quickly. If you lose your bottles and cans, you can buy them back at that time. If you lose your life, you have nothing. Don't you see that the rain is getting heavier and heavier. After a while, the wind stops and the rain will come in an instant. We don't have much time left. Everyone is working harder... "

Now, even time to criticize people is running out. As he spoke, Zhao Jianhui pointed to mayor Zhong and said, "Mayor Zhong, take me to the settlement you selected."

Don't move the common people to the resettlement site. If something happens again, they will be scolded.

After he finished, he walked back, let Zhong Xiaofei sit in front of the SUV and commanded Lao Wang to drive to the resettlement site. When the car arrived at the resettlement site, Zhao Jianhui got out of the car with an umbrella. A gust of wind came, and the umbrella was blown into the shape of lotus leaves, and all the umbrella ribs turned up. I saw the resettlement house on a hillside, a total of three rows. There was a minibus parked in the open space in the middle, and several villagers were moving things down from the minibus. Those tents are canvas, with thin steel pipe support inside. The tent changed its shape with the wind, and the steel pipes supported inside made a creaking... Creaking sound.

Zhao Jianhui threw away his umbrella, looked back at Zhong Xiaofei angrily and said, "I gave you three days, and you built so many tents for the masses that nothing can work? This kind of thing will be swept away if the wind is stronger. How do you let the masses live? Besides, do you have a little brain? This place is close to the hillside. If flash floods cause mudslides, can this place be left? You're just the lives of the masses. I'm kidding... You go right away and ask those people not to unload the truck. When I came, I found a small school on the roadside three or four kilometers away. Now the students are on holiday and there are no people in the school. Now organize people to transfer the masses to that small school... "

As he spoke, he looked at his watch. The time on it showed that it was six o'clock in the afternoon. The clouds in the sky were very thick, but it looked as if it was night.

Zhao Jianhui didn't wait for Zhong Xiaofei to answer, followed by another sentence: "before 10 p.m., we must transfer all the personnel."

"Secretary Zhao, it's really difficult for us to complete such two cars?" Upon hearing his words, Zhao Jianhui was furious, turned his head and waited for him, and said angrily, "if you can't move away, mobilize the people to go over by themselves, lose everything, and save the lives of the people. Remember, if there is one casualty, I'll take you where you should go... "

Zhong Xiaofei's face turned red when he was scolded, and he couldn't take care of the rain. He quickly shouted, "Secretary Zhao, we received the notice this morning. This is also a temporary arrangement. The town government is mainly reluctant to give up something for the two minibuses. Most of their property can't get wet... I... I'm not emphasizing the reason. Please rest assured, Even if I die here, I will never let a common people have an accident... "

After saying these words, Zhong Xiaofei was like being beaten with chicken blood. He turned and ran to the minibus. As he ran, he shouted at his throat: "don't unload the car, load things again, and transfer the masses to the school below the mountain..."

When I came, it was a short road just now, and the car was very difficult to drive. Zhao Jianhui also knows that Zhong Xiaofei is talking about the actual situation. It is impossible to transfer the masses just by relying on these people and two cars in his town. Think of what Zhong Xiaofei just said. He only received the notice this morning, but the notice in the province was issued three days ago. There must be something wrong in this link. Until now, he hasn't seen anyone in the county. The more he thinks about it, Zhao Jianhui works harder and harder. He says that it must be Fengshan county's unwillingness to spend money to settle people in such places.

"Liu Ming, you immediately call mayor Zhong and ask him to dispatch a car immediately. If you can't find a car, contact the minibus of the bus company. If they can't send a car, let him inform Fengshan county Party committee and drive all their cars..."

While he was talking, the wind and rain suddenly became urgent. Today, the rain was really strange. There was no thunder and lightning, so he had to pour down with the heavy rain and the strong wind. Zhao Jianhui was already wet in the wind and rain. There was no difference between having an umbrella and not having an umbrella.

It seems that the focus of this place is still in the lower village. This small basin looks like a terrain. If it really meets the heavy rain like Shi Yuzhang said, the whole village will be filled with mountain torrents in a short time.

Liu Ming "kindly" advised: "secretary, you'd better go back to the car. Be careful if you catch a cold..."

Zhao Jianhui shook his head and pointed to fengwowo village, which was already vast in the wind and rain: "they all turn, I can rest assured. Don't worry, I'll be fine. You tell Lao Wang that this car is also going to help the people. It's worth thousands of dollars to break down the family. The people are reluctant to take their things away. They are reluctant to go... Let's go down and have a look... "

When he walked back to the village, Zhong Xiaozhong was standing under the eaves, shouting angrily at the phone: Liang Daoguang, you don't want to be a secretary, do you? I warn you, I don't care what's going on in your side. Now Secretary Zhao of the provincial Party committee is in fengwowo village. Do you want to come over and do it yourself... "

There's really no way. This liang Daoguang is he Zhaohong's person. Usually, he doesn't pay attention to himself, the vice mayor of the extraordinary Committee in charge of science, education, culture and health, meteorology, earthquake and other cold departments.

This village is not big. There are only fifty or sixty families in total. Most of the young people go out to work, leaving behind some old, soft, sick and disabled. There are not many people who need to move, but there are many things. The more old people know how to live with the possessions of dozens of families, these people don't give up anything.

After putting down the phone, Zhong Xiaozhong looked up with a gloomy face, and suddenly saw that Zhao Jianhui had occupied himself. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.

Zhao Jianhui looked at him and asked in a low voice, "what's going on?"

"It's nothing. Secretary Zhao and Secretary Liang of Fengshan county are now having dinner with an important customer in the hotel. They drink a little high and say they won't come. I said you're here. It's estimated that he will come soon..."

Zhong Xiaozhong was also very aggrieved, but in order to take the overall situation into account, he still said Liang Daoguang's things in a very "euphemistic" way. He didn't want to stir up the flames and make Zhao Jianhui lose his temper, nor did he want to spare Secretary Liang who dared not take himself seriously. However, it's best not to mention things that have risen to the municipal level without mentioning them. It's not necessary for someone to say that they have made a small report.

Zhao Jianhui just slightly changed his face and said faintly, "I know, don't stay here. Take a few people to the village to mobilize. The common people still believe what the senior officials say. Let's mobilize separately. We'll keep you informed of any situation. Don't mess... "

As he spoke, he shouted Liu Ming and strode into the wind and rain.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier. A gust of wind blows. Zhao Jianhui's face is full of rain, but his expression looks more determined. Zhao Jianhui raised his hand, gently wiped the rain on his face and prayed silently. I hope the rainstorm will come later.

However, no matter what, as long as you have yourself here, you can't allow a common people to make mistakes.