Typhoon Hongyan, violent and ferocious, brought rain to the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River for two consecutive days and two nights, making the southern region that was already in the rainy season even worse, the water level of the Yangtze River, Dongping Lake, and Wuxing River continued to rise, and it was at the super-alert water level for a long time, and the embankment that was softened by the flood was vulnerable in the face of wind and waves. The Jiangbei Provincial Prevention Office also sent a report that Xiaoyi County had broken two mounds, the largest ones of tens of thousands of acres and the smaller ones of more than 3,000 mu, and nearly 20,000 people were affected. Wang Changlin secretly called it lucky, if he said that he went to Xiaoyi that day, I don't know if it would be the result.

It's been a few days since he came to Wuchuan County, Wang Changlin has only slept for less than eight hours, and he has lost a lot of weight, he hasn't taken a bath for a few days, and he can smell sweat on his body. After the Sun Qibing incident, the discipline of flood control was greatly strengthened, orders and prohibitions were carried out, and the flood control headquarters had a high degree of prestige.

"Xiao Xiang, let's go ahead and have a look." Standing in front of the cofferdam that had just been built a few days ago, Vice Mayor Wang Changlin told the cadres on duty a few words and said to the secretary Xiang Hui. Fortunately, the decisive decision was made to rush to build this cofferdam, and the pipe surge group formed by the three pipe surges was able to withstand the huge impact of Typhoon Hongyan, otherwise I really don't know what the consequences would be, and I am very satisfied with the recommendations of the expert group.

"Hello Mayor!" There were people on duty on the embankment, vehicles coming and going, sandbags and stones, and when they saw Wang Changlin, they all stopped to greet him, and everyone respected this decisive, shrewd and hands-on deputy mayor very much.

"Mayor Wang!" A truck half-loaded with sand and gravel drove in front of him, and an unkempt middle-aged man stuck out of the window and shouted, his clothes and face were covered with mud, his beard was unkempt, and his face was yellow. Wang Changlin was stunned, he didn't recognize who it was, and Xiang Hui next to him reminded: "It's Director Donghan of South Korea." Wang Changlin was moved in his heart: It seems that our cadres are still trustworthy when they are in danger. At the moment, I had the heart to encourage him a few words, but when it came to my mouth, it was: "Ah? Is it Xiao Han? Where is this going? Why do you only pull half a car? ”

"Report to Mayor Wang, let's go to the place where the bank collapsed in front, we were busy last night for most of the night, and now we are going to reinforce." Han Dong grinned, revealing yellow teeth that had not been brushed for a few days, "As for loading half a car, it is the opinion of the expert group, the road is slippery in the rain, and Mo collapses the road surface." ”

"Good! Good! You're doing the right thing, hard work! After saying that, he waved his hand, and Han Dong drove forward with the car. Deputy Secretary-General Lin Yong is older than himself, and Wang Changlin was afraid that he would not be able to bear it, so he sent him back under the pretext of reporting to the city so that he could take a bath and rest a little. Last night, it rained again, causing bank collapse and a new pipe surge, and the armed police force, militia and firefighters were dispatched in time to contain the danger.

Brave the rain to buy back early, Yu'er hadn't gotten up yet, lay lazily on the bed, stretched out her jade arm, and said softly: "Carry me to the toilet." Fang Bin replied with a smile: "Okay! Pulled her pajamas, wrapped the bare Yu'er, picked it up horizontally, and kissed her soft breasts, with a pop, Yu'er gently pressed his head between her **.

After breakfast, Yu'er carefully tied Fang Bin's trouser belt, tidied up his collar, and hugged him tightly: "Bin'er, I really don't want you to go out, I just want you to stay at home with me." Fang Bin kissed her on the face, and his hand gently twisted her ass: "Silly woman, I don't do things, what do I eat?" Yu'er jumped happily: "I have a salary?" Fang Bin smiled casually: "You're not a rich woman, you still have a little white face?" Yu'er pouted: "I'm happy!" Fang Bin gently pushed her away: "You don't have class today, right?" If it's raining, don't go out, I'll bring food back. Yu'er leaned against the door, kept raising her hand, and saw Fang Bin walking out of the crape myrtle garden community until his small umbrella was no longer visible at all.

When I arrived at the office, it was still early, perhaps because of the continuous rain and inconvenient transportation, most of my colleagues had not yet arrived, and only Xiong Sihui's office was open. Fang Bin had just mopped the floor, wiped the table, and was about to sit down, the sound of kicking and tapping high heels sounded, and Xiong Sihui appeared at the door with a smile: a hulan-colored suit, shoulder-length short hair was warm and shiny, a sunny face without sunglasses, and a dark red silk scarf tied on his chest. This little Nizi is so beautiful, but sometimes the language is sharp and weird, and sometimes it is warm like spring, and she has never worn it since the last time she said that she was wasting her expression by wearing sunglasses. It seems that she cares about herself very much, and it is precisely because of this that Fang Bin does not dare to be too intimate with her, and she is enough for one jade.

"Pillow, give!" Xiong Sihui raised her hand, and a small notebook and a key were gently thrown onto Fang Bin's desk.

"What's that?" Fang Bin smiled shyly and picked it up: "Huh? You got me a driver's license? I didn't even take the exam, did I? ”

"As long as the master thinks it's qualified." Xiong Sihui kept smiling: "Pillow, how can you thank the master?" Fang Bin smiled: "You can thank you no matter what, the master has the final say." Then he asked, "Where is the key?" ”

That's a good sound! I remember. Xiong Sihui smiled: "My car keys?" Just stop downstairs, you want to use it, tell me first. Fang Bin felt a wave of tenderness in his heart, and his heart was warm, and he whispered: "Thank you!" Sihui, in the future, when I earn money, I'll give you a BMW. Xiong Sihui's face turned red for no reason: "Long-winded! He sneered again: "I don't want BMW." Before he finished speaking, there seemed to be a next sentence, but he blushed and didn't say anything.

Fang Bin smiled generously: "You have been staring at Bai Wanwen Tang Candle of the Development Department for a few days, and as soon as the sky clears, we will organize employees to clean up the sediment on Fengjiang Road on Maple Leaf Road, which is also an emotional investment." ”

"You're going to use your feelings to tie people in." Xiong Sihui glanced at him with disgust. This was said a little ambiguously, Fang Bin was speechless, and coughed to hide his embarrassment: "Zhao Yiru, have you contacted it?" ”

"Of course I did," Xiong Sihui smiled slyly: "People don't forget you!" How? Or do you want to beat her up? Fang Bin was much more natural at this time, and Lang Lang smiled: "Three thousand weak water, I will only take Huang Yurong this scoop to drink!" I've never messed with other beauties. Xiong Sihui's face darkened, and she snorted coldly: "Who knows? He turned and walked out the door.

At the morning meeting, Fang Bin looked at Bai Wanwen and Tang Xun with a slight smile: "Both, how is the running situation in the past few days?" Bai Wanwen smiled and looked at the soup candle. Tang Candle said excitedly: "It's very good, we have touched a lot of valuable things. Reaching out to get the information from the bag, Fang Bin raised his hand: "Don't worry, Tang Zhu, discuss it with Xiong Dong and a few of you after the meeting." He turned his head to Xiong Sihui and said, "Dong Xiong, you keep an eye on the development department, this is our golden job." Xiong Sihui looked at him, raised her eyebrows, and a slight smile appeared on her face: "Okay!" Mr. Fang. Then some other issues were discussed, and Fang Bin said, "Nothing else?" Then adjourn. He said to Fu Yue: "Fu Yue, you stay for a while, and we will pick a few renovated customers to pay a return visit." Fu Yue was obviously stunned, and pointed at himself: "And me?" Fang Bin smiled frankly: "Fu Yue, why are you so shocked?" Afraid that I will steal art? ”

When he went out, Fu Yue was full of spring breeze: "What if I don't meet anyone?" Fang Bin smiled: "No." Huang Fang called. Go to Gu Wenjing's house first. Fu Yue was a little stupid, and Fang Bin felt a little strange slightly, and he didn't take it to heart.

When they arrived at Hualin International Taijing Garden, Gu Wenjing and Chen Xingping were waiting at home, and they were very happy to see Fang Bin and Fu Yue: "Mr. Fang, Miss Fu, we are very satisfied with your service!" Not only professional workmanship, but also dedicated. Just now, my wife and I were still talking about when we would invite you to dinner to express our gratitude. Fang Bin smiled slightly: "Eating is exempt, the company has regulations." Let's check the usage. ”

Chen Xingping laughed: "The company's regulations, it's not up to you to decide?" We're friends, not customers, head office, right? Fang Bin smiled brightly: "Okay, I'll invite Brother Chen one day." "Under the leadership of the two people, they carefully inspected the floor, walls, ceilings, windows, kitchens and toilets, etc., and the overall condition was very good, there were no wrinkles, peeling, water leakage or poor closing of windows and doors. At the kind invitation of the two of them, they sat down for tea and chatted.

"Brother Fang, now you have a chance to make a fortune, do you want to participate?" Chen Xingping said mysteriously. Fang Bin and Fu Yue glanced at each other and smiled: "What's a good thing?" I wonder if we have what it takes? Chen Xingping said happily: "Now the Shanghai Stock Index is turbulent at about 1,000 points, and the stock market will be the most profitable in the future, and the Shanghai Stock Index will definitely exceed 2,000 or 3,000 points or higher, and many stocks will increase several times. How's that, are you interested? Chen Xingping looked expectant. Fang Bin is not an old-fashioned person, and he also knows that he has made a fortune by speculating in stocks, so he smiled: "Okay!" When I have the money, I will definitely hand it over to you to fry! (To be continued.) )