The employees looked at the chairman with a bewildered expression, you train people, and you still have such a play?

But Xu Mingtao, an old employee, didn't eat Zhang Xinhuo's set, "Chairman, don't scare us, if it weren't for these six guys clamoring to apply to the board of directors to come to Jiangcheng for support, how dare I make trouble for you." ”

He was talking about the six people he had brought, and the two drivers had to bring the goods over, and they were not within the scope of his explanation.

A girl behind him was suddenly unhappy, "Manager Xu, you are a liar, obviously you are the most ferocious, and you break into the board of directors every day to ask them to approve you to come to Jiangcheng to support." ”

Another female subordinate also said: "That is, you also advocated writing the petition, you also instigated and took the lead in finding the board of directors, and you also borrowed the van from relatives, you are really shameless." ”

Even if he was exposed by his subordinates in front of the chairman, Xu Mingtao didn't care, and waited for Zhang Xinhuo to fall cheekily, so that he didn't believe that he would be driven back if he did good deeds.

What kind of generals lead what kind of soldiers, Zhang Xinhuo can't do anything about them, so he can't send them back now.

The only thing that made him happy was that Li Qin's three guys helped him collect several boxes of masks, two large buckets of disinfectant and hundreds of protective clothing.

This is a material that money can't buy in Jiangcheng at the moment, and these things are too timely.

"Okay, stop acting, you can see that it is a statement that you have colluded with a long time ago.

All the girls go to work in the kitchen, Manager Wang will assign you tasks, and the men will all go to sort out the unloaded rice for me. ”

Cheng Tao looked at the rice piled up high and said, "Chairman, when will we be able to cook so much rice?"

The volume of two truckloads is no joke, and the huge warehouse has already been half stuffed.

Zhang Xinhuo was also a little worried, according to his current daily consumption, it was obviously not so easy to consume.

But if we continue to increase the number of meals provided by hospitals, this batch of rice may not be enough, and there will not be enough people to cook that much.

"In the past two days, I'll see who else is making free meals, so I'll share this love rice with them, and let's go to work first." ”

Tonight, not only do I have to cook porridge and cook supper for the medical staff on the night shift, but I also have to deal with a large number of ingredients to cook tomorrow morning.

They've lost too much time tonight to delay any longer.

He knew that these boys could cross a thousand kilometers to come here to support, and it must have been through Li Qin, Xue Meng's consent, or even intentional promotion.

Since they are here, they have to be arranged, so that everyone can use their best energy to support the fight against the epidemic, and at the same time, they must ensure their personal safety.

It was almost twelve o'clock at night, and the night in Jiangcheng was really cold, which made them a little uncomfortable when they had been in the southwest heater.

Zhang Xinhuo took out his mobile phone and took the lead in calling Niu Qingshan, asking him to help find a house and arrange accommodation for the newcomers.

And this time there are two female colleagues, so he must find a room where men and women can be separated.

Immediately, he called Xu Diao and Xin Yue, asking them to find available stores and hospitals that could be connected to each other.

These are the only people he knows in Jiangcheng and can help in this regard, and it is much better to mobilize them than to run into them by himself.

When the supper was cooked, it was already one o'clock in the night, and the shift change time of the hospital's night shift was two o'clock in the morning.

In the past few years, he would often be busy until one or two o'clock at night before going to bed, and as he got older, he felt more and more physically unbearable, and his body was very uncomfortable after a long workday.

He hasn't had a good night's sleep in the past few days, and there are always busy things coming one after another, and today he even fought two times in a row.

But he still gritted his teeth and insisted, compared to the doctors and nurses who worked more than ten hours a day and were at risk of being infected all the time, he felt that his hard work was really insignificant.

When he drove to the No. 2 City Hospital with supper, an unfortunate news made his heart pound.

A 30-year-old young doctor suddenly induced sudden cardiac death because he worked on the operating table for more than 40 hours in a row, and he left his colleagues and patients waiting for him to treat without warning.

At this moment, the doctor's body was being pulled away by the funeral home's car, passing by Zhang Xinhuo.

Dozens of doctors and nurses who were changing shifts bowed deeply in the direction of his departure, which was already the most solemn farewell ceremony, but it was completely incomparable to their reluctance and regret for him.

In order to minimize the cross-transmission of the virus, all procedures are simplified.

There was no farewell, no ** memorial service, only the gentle sobbing of the white-robed comrades-in-arms and the silent action of wiping their tears.

The comrades-in-arms who did not get off work could even stand on the operating table of the hospital and salute him from afar, but they did not dare to cry, for fear that the moisture after crying would affect the vision of the goggles.

No matter how unacceptable the sad news is, they have to be strong enough to accept the sudden death of their colleague and then devote themselves to the fight against the epidemic.

The entrepreneurial career has been very hard in the past few years, right?

It's hard to face a desperate situation of life and death countless times, right?

But compared with these medical staff who rescue patients day and night, Zhang Xinhuo feels that his life is too easy and easy.

Grabbing the incubator, his hands were bruised, and he vowed to make the most delicious meal to comfort the soldiers, and it was the only thing he could do.

Even if he doesn't have a day off, even if he asks people to find ingredients, he has to meet the medical staff's meal requirements as much as possible.

This is his oath to himself, and it is also his most noble mission to the medical staff.

You grab people at the front, and we cook in the rear.

If you don't retreat, we won't retreat.

"Keep working, move quickly!" Zhang Xinhuo beckoned Wang Dongli and the others to carry it with all their might.

In particular, for the medical staff on duty, they only have a short time to eat, which must not be wasted, otherwise they will be the sinners of the anti-epidemic war.

"Angels, here comes your supper. This bowl of porridge can dispel the cold for you, so that you have more power to defeat the disease and dispel the darkness. ”

Doctors and nurses continued to come to receive meals, but because of the sudden death of their comrades-in-arms, their interest was generally not high tonight, and they ate hot supper with a heavy heart.

The little nurse who was shouting and longing for a supper during the day also came, and she took the supper handed to her by Zhang Xinhuo and squatted in the corner to eat.

After Zhang Xinhuo handed out the supper in his hand, he walked over and squatted in front of her, and asked, "Are you sad?"

The little nurse swallowed a mouthful of porridge in her mouth and nodded.

Zhang Xinhuo said again: "Why don't you cry?"

It was okay that he didn't ask, and as soon as he said this, the little nurse's tears flowed silently.

"He is a doctor in the same department as me and me, and my group has to take care of dozens of patients every day, and the old director said that this doctor is his most proud disciple, and he will have great achievements in the future.

But why is he suddenly gone, why is he gone?"

She whimpered under her breath, grief in every syllable.

Zhang Xinhuo asked her, "Are you afraid?"