Many residents of the waterfront area have moved to buildings that are not yet fully completed, hoping to survive the difficult winter. In previous years, tents were of little use when the temperature was high, and the cold air was pervasive, and the lack of food kept the Stormwind far from hope.

The first to move into the building this winter were the workers, who suddenly discovered how nice it was to not be home every night to escape the cold, and then their families arrived.

Fei Mingyang reported this to Zhao Hui, it was actually very simple to drive away the clansmen, but this kind of weather could not be done from the conscience. But Mr. Zhao lived in a tent, and he could not see even if his people squeezed through the headquarters building.

Zhao Hui lazily raised his eyelids and said tiredly: "As long as it doesn't affect your construction, let them be!" ”

Fei Mingyang was a little anxious, "How can it not be affected, thousands of people are like a vegetable market." ”

Zhao Hui thought for a while, stood up and said to him, "I'll take a look." ”

Hejie hurriedly walked in front and opened the curtain to let Mr. Zhao go out, but in fact, he also secretly sent his family to the headquarters building without reporting to Mr. Zhao. The conditions at home are so poor that even the pony that has changed back into human form can't survive.

If the Stormwind had the same thick warm clothing as a human, the temperature would be nothing, but the vast majority of the Stormwind were naked. Whenever the cold wind lifts the tents, it exposes them to the cold air.

Zhao Hui followed He Jie and Fei Mingyang to the headquarters building.

The majestic five-storey building appears out of thin air in the northwest of the circular square, while the main building is surrounded by more than a dozen three-story annex houses.

Even though these houses had no doors or windows, the stormmen brought tents to prop up in the open space in the building, and some even tore the tents and nailed the windows to prevent the cold wind from blowing in.

Zhao Hui walked on the first floor of the main building with a serious face, almost all the places where people could stay were "occupied" by the storm family, and there was a crooked and very dirty walkway in the middle.

He tiptoed cautiously up to the second floor, then to the third floor, where every floor was the same as in the hall, except for the top fifth floor, where no one was encamped.

Fei Mingyang and the person in charge here kept their heads down, not knowing how to explain to Mr. Zhao. The headquarters building was made like this by the clansmen before even Mr. Zhao himself lived in, and there was no explanation at all.

Zhao Hui said calmly: "When will the fifth floor be renovated?" ”

"As soon as the temperature drops, the progress is much slower, and it will take at least two months." Fei Mingyang said to Mr. Zhao.

"Is it from this floor down?" Zhao Hui asked again.

Fei Mingyang nodded, then shook his head again, "It was supposed to be from the bottom up, but ......"

It was probably these clansmen who broke in that disrupted the plan, and Mr. Zhao was too busy to ask during this time, so Fei Mingyang didn't know how to deal with it, and it ended like this after delaying.

He was bitter in his heart, and he didn't know how Mr. Zhao would blame.

"How's the highway going?"

Hejie hurriedly introduced: "Minister Zhou came two days ago, but you have been resting, so he didn't bother. ”

Zhao Hui nodded slightly, looking preoccupied, as if he had missed something.

Hejie cautiously asked, "Go find him now?" ”

Zhao Hui immediately waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I'll take a look later." ”

Hejie nodded and took a step back, and Fei Mingyang exchanged glances with him, hoping to get help from Mr. Zhao's assistant.

Zhao Hui stood at the window on the fifth floor and looked southwest, which was the territory of Yufang District. It has been quiet as if it didn't exist for the past few months since the other party last sent someone to provoke it, and this kind of silence is not normal.

He breathed a long sigh of relief, hoping that the other party's plan was only for himself and not for the ordinary people of the entire Binhe District. It's not enough to say how great he is, but he is forced to move forward step by step with the tide, and he can't give up the protection of the people in the Binhe District.

Speaking of protection, if you kick out the people who broke into the building this time, talk about protection?

"Hejie is going to tell all the ministers to come to the base camp tonight." Zhao Hui turned his head, his gaze swept over Fei Mingyang's face, and finally fell on Hejie's face.

"Good!" Hejie nodded.

Fei Mingyang didn't know what Mr. Zhao would say about his work, and he was completely unsure of his heart, but it was inconvenient to test too much.

The group walked to the first floor, and Zhao Hui didn't stop any more before heading towards the base camp.

Fei Mingyang was very worried in his heart, and kept thinking about what to do.

"I don't think Mr. Zhao will blame you......" Hejie smiled slightly, patted Fei Mingyang on the shoulder, and walked away quickly.

That night, all the ministers and their important personnel gathered in Zhao Hui's tent again, and it had been almost a month since the last meeting.

It's the depths of winter, and dozens of people are huddled in tents, drinking hot water and eating hot food, looking like they're enjoying themselves. But the ministers and team leaders were a little cold in their hearts, Mr. Zhao didn't appear as often as before recently, and he rarely saw his smile again.

Rumor has it down there that he has evolved into a shapeshifter, so he grows wings from his back. There is no impermeable wall in the world, and the big unicorn at the construction site of the new headquarters last time was also him, and everyone in the Binhe District thought so.

Not to mention ordinary clansmen, even these powerful storm people who were present today did not dare to say a word in front of him. If they are lucky, they will theoretically evolve to Mr. Zhao's level one day, but that will be decades or even hundreds of years later, and it is questionable whether they can live that long.

"Everyone's here?"

"Minister of Health......" Hejie began to name names, even if Mr. Zhao could see it, but the assistant's duty was to do things more meticulously.

Wei Hao replied in a strong voice: "Here!" ”

followed by Fei Mingyang, Zhou Ming and Yu Tianlei, all of whom arrived.

An Liu rarely left Mr. Zhao before, but now that he feels farther and farther away from him, Mr. Zhao has a strange temper, and he doesn't know what happened. Today she stayed in the corner, and if Mr. Zhao didn't have anything to ask her, she just had to stay quiet.

When everyone calmed down a little, Zhao Hui said, "Then we'll discuss something." ”

No one below opened his mouth, saying that it was a discussion, but in fact, every word of Mr. Zhao was an order, and it was just carried out.

Zhao Hui looked at everyone and knew that they were very restrained, but he didn't want to deliberately break the atmosphere, just let it be.

"Transportation, security, accounting, housing and construction, trade....... Uh-huh! And the Minister of Industry in the Orange District, you are all my right-hand men......"

Wei Haoqiang asked in surprise: "Minister of Industry? ”

There have always been five ministers in the Binhe District, when will there be one more Minister of Industry?

Zhao Hui raised his head slightly to look at everyone present, and lowered his head again as if talking to himself: "Cui Xiping is now in charge of the entire Orange District, and is also the Minister of Industry and Energy. ”

Knowing that Yu Tianlei was from the Orange District, Wei Haoqiang asked him in a low voice: "The Orange District has developed industry and energy?" ”

Yu Tianlei didn't know how to answer this question, saying that it would be contrary to Mr. Zhao's arrangement, and saying that there was a possibility of revealing the secrets of the Orange District.