"Those things are pig food, how can I eat them." Qin Hong pushed aside the half-eaten fish bone powder, and grabbed the Tuao snowflake steak worth 2,000 yuan with his hand.

"If it weren't for the fear of breaking your TV appearance, I would really like to give you a big-eared scraper." Qin Dingtian walked to the living room angrily and no longer paid attention to Qin Hong.

"I hate medium-rare steaks." Qin Hong threw the steak he had bitten into the trash.

The house cook standing next to him was sweating profusely: "I'm sorry, young master. There's also a beef in the fridge, I'll redo it. ”

"No, I'm full." Qin Hong was in a particularly good mood today, and he didn't make things difficult for the chef like usual. He was in a good mood not because he was going to be interviewed, nor because Qin Dingtian wanted him to take charge of more power in the company, but because he liked to see Qin Dingtian deflated.

He was beaten from childhood to adulthood, and even at the age of 25, his rebellious psychology is still serious. He would deliberately anger his father every time he was in a good mood. Only at this time, Qin Dingtian would not whip him with a belt, so he was extremely happy to die.

"Xiao Hong, come here. Journalists have arrived. Qin Dingtian shouted in a very kind tone in the living room.

Qin Hong shuddered, every time his father spoke in this tone, it showed that he couldn't bear it anymore.

It's enough for him to eat a small thing, and if he makes another mistake in a big thing, a belt is not enough for him to fight.

Qin Hong, who knew what was at stake, didn't dare to waste time any longer, and hurriedly walked to the living room.

After some communication between the two sides, the cameraman was about to turn on the camera, and Qin Hong's satellite phone rang. He was just about to hang up the phone when Qin Dingtian, who was sitting behind the cameraman, stopped him.

"Now it should be the satellite phone in the resettlement area that can get through to your phone, so you'd better answer it." Qin Dingtian thought further than Qin Hong, and the Qin Group's imminent reputation depended on the resettlement area. If something happens in the resettlement area, the reputation will be turned into infamy by those who have a heart.

"Interview ......" Qin Hong was a little unsure of what his father meant, he obviously wanted to attach importance to this interview, and if he answered the phone at this time, would it seem that he didn't take the interview seriously?

"Yes, yes, the key is to handle the affairs of the resettlement area." The reporters on the side also agreed with Qin Dingtian's concept.

Qin Dingtian said with a smile: "I've delayed Teacher Sun's time." ”

"It's okay, don't delay. Now it is just right to take pictures of Mr. Qin's son working hard for the resettlement area. The interview work is correct, Xiao Wang starts filming. ”

Qin Hong was still a little hesitant, and it wasn't until Qin Dingtian glared at him that he answered the phone.

"Mr. Qin, I'm Yu Fengliu. Now I have an urgent matter to tell you, the food and supplies in the resettlement area have been stolen. ”

"What?" Qin Hong was a little surprised, his voice was a little loud, and the other three all felt a little abnormal.

Qin Hong, you have to hold steady. He began to cheer himself up.

Now you can't panic, it's a live broadcast now, and you can't let reporters know about the theft of materials, otherwise the people of the whole country will know that your father must feel ashamed, and I will definitely be the one who is unlucky in the end.

"Oh, it's not a big deal, you can do it yourself." Qin Hong deliberately faced the camera and showed his unhurried expression.

"Mr. Qin! If you restore food and supplies, the theft of things really isn't a big deal. But now there are still seven or eight thousand people waiting to eat in the resettlement area, and the food they have in their hands can't last two days......"

Yu Fengliu's tone made Qin Hong very unhappy, but he still suppressed his dissatisfaction and said hypocritically: "Oh, it's this kind of thing. I'll arrange for someone to go. ”

"Mr. Qin, when will the food be delivered, I'm afraid that the citizens will find out that we don't have food and will find out about the riots......"

The reporter who was turned into Mr. Sun by Qin Dingtian took the microphone and asked, "Mr. Qin, is it convenient for you to tell the audience in front of the TV what is happening in the resettlement area?" After all, everyone is very concerned about the health and safety of the trapped people. ”

Because the microphone was very close to Qin Hong, and Yu Fengliu became more and more excited the more he spoke, his voice was a little loud. Qin Hong was afraid that her words would be captured by the microphone, so he didn't care about her pleading, and said to himself on the phone: "Really? Already under control? That's good. I'll be in touch for an interview now. ”

After saying that, he hung up the phone and quietly turned off the phone.

"Teacher Sun, it's not a serious matter. It's just a child who gets separated from his family. Our staff has helped him find his family. Because of the perennial high-pressure tutor, Qin Hong didn't use his brains to lie.

He had set up the settlement solely to pursue Koni, but yesterday Koni's performance annoyed him.

I spent manpower and material resources just to please you. But it's good that you didn't say anything about threatening me for an imposter boyfriend, and ran to the sewers to save him. If you don't take me seriously, why should I be a thankless Madonna?

I don't owe it to the trapped victims, and I have done my best to get them out of the water and into the resettlement area. If the flood does not recede, I will continue to be the wrongdoer?

Funny!

The resettlement area is chaotic, anyway, after the interview, these reporters will roll back.

The interview continued......

"Doodoo"

After Qin Hong hung up the phone, Yu Fengliu still maintained a talking posture.

Yan Zhengqi scratched his ears and cheeks for ten minutes, and couldn't hold back anymore: "What did Mr. Qin say?" ”

Yu Fengliu didn't answer him, but pressed the keyboard to dial Qin Dingtian's number, but only a busy sound came from the earpiece.

"Mr. Yu?"

"Mr. Qin let us figure it out by ourselves." Yu Fengliu dialed other people's numbers again, but none of them could get through, so angry that she wanted to drop the phone.

Yan Zhengqi hurriedly took the phone and explained: "This phone is directly connected to Mr. Qin's special line, and no other numbers can be called." Don't be angry, if you are angry, there will be no one to preside over the affairs of the resettlement area. What do you think about now? ”

Although Yan Zhengqi is older and has more experience than Yu Fengliu, he lacks the ability to make decisions. When encountering such a major event as the possibility of riots in the resettlement area, he will only rely on Yu Fengliu, who is one round younger than him.

"How much petrol do we have, is there enough to send all the people to nearby land or other resettlement areas?" Yu soon found a way to find a way out of the predicament, and if the citizens could be moved to other safe places, the riots would not have happened.

But Yan Zhengqi's words instantly disappointed her hopes: "The assault boat has been stolen by robbers." ”

"They fled in a boat?" Yu Fengliu said angrily.

"No, they shouldn't have gotten away. Because I pumped out all the gasoline from the assault boat and put it here. ”

"They hid the boat in the resettlement area?" Yu Fengliu bit his lower lip, "Now don't go to the robbers, don't take back the food from the citizens, gather the scattered employees, and all go to find the ship." ”

"I think that when it comes to finding a ship, it is better to arrange a few trustworthy people, and there should not be too many people." Yan Zhengqi lowered his voice.

"Huh?"

Yan Zhengqi looked around and made sure that no one was eavesdropping, before he whispered: "The remaining gasoline is only enough for a boat, and it can't take so many people away when it goes to nearby land." ”