"What time is it, still sleeping!" Feng's mother pushed open the door and said to Feng Yiming, who was still cowering under the covers: "I went to Secretary Zhang's house as a guest today, and I went over for lunch and dinner." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Feng Yiming yawned, lazily dragged the clothes on the bedside, and said in a strange way: "Secretary Zhang still has a treat? Is it that there is too much food in the previous three years, and my conscience has found out?"

"Don't mess around here, get up quickly! Today, the Ye family will also go over." Feng Wei'an was carrying a briefcase and was about to go to work, when he heard this, he walked over and frowned and said, "You give me care." ”

Listening to the faint reminder in the words, Feng Yiming was excited, looked up, Feng Wei'an immediately turned around, but the trace of emptiness in his eyes was clearly seen by Feng Yiming.

Dad, you didn't dig the pit again this time, did you?

Feng Wei'an coughed twice and went out, leaving only his son to complain and grieve at home.

Although he got up a little late, Feng Yiming still went to the playground to run a few laps, and was about to go back to take a shower and change clothes to go to Zhang Changhe's house, when suddenly his mobile phone rang.

is the vice president of Zhongbo.com, Nie Wei.

Liang Xing is also busy in New York, USA, for the affairs of Zhongbo Online Market, and handed over all domestic affairs to his deputy, Nie Wei is half of the apprentice he brought out, he has been to Qingping in the first half of the year, and Feng Yiming is no stranger.

"I'm Feng Yiming. ”

The first time I talked to the big boss, although I knew that there was a young college student on the other end of the phone, Nie Wei was still a little nervous, "Feng Shao, something happened, Mr. Liang has explained, if you have any questions, I will contact you directly." ”

"What's the matter?" When Zhongbo.com was facing listing, something went wrong? Feng Yiming was also a little uneasy.

"Since November and December last year, there have been rumors among the people of Yangcheng that there is a strange disease that kills......" Nie Wei's voice trembled a little, "You should know this." ”

"Well, I also told Wei Jun and Lao Liang to equip employees with masks and medicinal herbs, and disinfect the office. What's going on now?"

"It used to be messages, but now it's starting to die. Nie Wei lowered his voice and said, "Yangcheng is currently in a rumor, the atmosphere is extremely tense, a doctor wrote three articles about this strange disease, and was intercepted by the reviewer......"

"Except for Yangcheng, there shouldn't be any news in other areas, whether it's reported by the media or on the Internet, right?" Feng Yiming touched his chin, pondered for a moment and said, "The government should have greeted the media and is not allowed to report, right?"

"Yes, the media were forbidden to report on the illness and cut off the news footage of the TV station on the other side of the river. Nie Wei explained carefully: "But the government doesn't have many restrictions on the communication channels on the Internet, after all, the blocking of news is only the local government in Yangcheng." ”

Feng Yiming sighed, squatted down and took a small branch and pulled it on the ground, his heart was extremely complicated, he was not a saint, he was really powerless in the face of the arrival of SARS, just like the national disaster seven or eight years later, he could only do some good deeds within his ability.

But for Feng Yiming, who was not clear about the time of SARS in his previous life, he misjudged that the early occurrence of SARS was likely to be caused by his own butterfly, after all, after rebirth, in addition to Qingping, only Feng Yiming in Yangcheng was the most powerful, and Ding Sanshi, who later raised pigs, is now full of bags, and I heard that he has only started to set up his own online game research and development department now, which is a full year and a half later than in his previous life.

"What do you want to say?" Feng Yiming asked in a low voice, licking his dry lips.

"The crux of the matter is, I know that doctor. Nie Wei was short of breath and whispered: "It's an attending doctor in Zhongshan Hospital, who is well-known in the industry, and he shouldn't talk nonsense, I just called, and he was also diagnosed and isolated yesterday......"

There was a long silence on the microphone, Nie Wei waited for a long time, and asked softly, "Why don't I send those three articles over and you can take a look?"

Feng Yiming hesitated for a long time before agreeing.

Before Zhongbo immediately launched its listing plan, it was certainly not a good thing to encounter this kind of thing...... Feng Yiming walked home with a wry smile, thinking that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, the sentence is really not nonsense, but he is too unlucky......

In addition to serving as the head of the security team, Peng Shinian now has to work part-time as the Feng family's personal driver, which is a good thing that no one else can ask for, and even Li Yu is quite envious.

Mother Feng, who followed the door with a smile, said hello to Peng Shinian, and turned her head to beckon her son out.

"You go over first, talk to them, they're all women, and I don't have anyone to talk to a man in the past. Besides, didn't you pull me over just to be a cook for them? Feng Yiming casually found an excuse to send Feng's mother away, sat in front of the computer and clicked on the three articles.

First of all, Feng Yiming couldn't understand the professional terms at all, and there were also medical-specific English words in it, and when he saw the final prediction of the disease, Feng Yiming exclaimed, this doctor is really a talent, and he actually predicts the transmission mode and route of SARS very accurately, and has a strong sense of foresight.

Although Feng Yiming is not very clear about the time point of SARS, he remembers the spread of SARS very clearly.

After the outbreak of SARS in Yangcheng, because the government blocked its news very strictly, the source of the disease spread to the north and south, on the one hand, it spread to Xiangjiang, raged in public places such as hotels, and even spread to Southeast Asia; on the other hand, patients brought the source of the disease to Yanjing, mainly through patients who came to various hospitals, and then gradually spread to all provinces across the country.

Think about it, although it is 2002 and the Spring Festival tide has not yet reached its peak, it is almost impossible to control traffic during the Chinese New Year and isolate and observe every outsider, which will cause a wide range of panic.

However, the article pointed out that the spread of SARS is not unpreventable, and masks, related medicinal materials, and trying not to go to public places such as hospitals, hotels, and squares that may have pathogens can greatly reduce the possibility of getting sick.

Feng Yiming tugged at his hair in distress, in his previous life, the school was closed because of SARS, it was probably April and May, and now it is only January, it is not necessarily a good thing to poke the news out in advance, it may cause public unrest and affect the overall situation, but his erroneous memory of the time when SARS appeared in his previous life made him feel faintly uneasy, the fluctuations caused by his butterfly are too great, there were not many people dead in his previous life, and he will not ...... in this life

Paralyzed on the sofa, he kept thinking about the afternoon, Feng Yiming pressed his stomach, only then did he remember that he hadn't eaten lunch, and stood up with a wry smile and made a call to Nie Wei.

"The details of the article were changed, preventive measures, signs of illness, etc. were put first, the length of the article was increased, and the items that could cause civil unrest were reduced or even deleted. Feng Yiming advised in detail: "Be careful in the choice of words, don't leave the slightest resentment in the article, and if no one notices it, forget it, if the number of views is huge, take it down as soon as possible." ”

Nie Wei agreed one by one, but he was a little puzzled in his heart, but he didn't expect the big boss to choose this method of harmony with the mud.

Putting down the phone, Feng Yiming threw himself on the bed, thinking that he couldn't do more, so he could only beat the side drum.