The upper reaches of the Shatu River is Qinglin County, and on the outskirts of Qinglin County, near the Shatu River, there is a chemical plant covering an area of 200 acres. The core production area is only 45 acres, and the rest of the area is surrounded by courtyard walls, where production raw materials and chemical waste are piled up.

Near the periphery of the factory, rows of giant stainless steel tanks stand, one of which has been broken, revealing a huge gap. Layers of sand were piled up on the ground around them, and a pungent smell filled the air.

A few days ago, the old tank suddenly ruptured, tons of triazophos flowed out, and the workers in the factory had no choice, so they finally turned to the fire brigade for help.

Fortunately, the area is low-lying and the drainage system is clogged due to age, so the fire brigade has observed the terrain and recommended that the polluted area be covered with sand to avoid the toxic mist of triazophos rising after the sun is exposed. If corresponding measures are not taken, it will be an ecological disaster if the sun shines on the toxic fog and spreads to the factory or county.

Qinglin Chemical also knew that the matter was serious, so it hurriedly mobilized dozens of mud trucks to rush into the scene, and poured 600 truckloads of sand and soil to control the situation that was about to get out of control.

The weather has been fine lately, and it hasn't rained, but if it does, it's a big problem. Therefore, the sand here must be cleared before the rainy season.

Under the bright sun, a group of workers wearing protective clothing and gas masks were overhauling other tanks. The pumping machine pumps the triazophos from the broken iron cans into other stainless steel cans.

A small forklift picks up the sand from the ground and loads it onto a nearby dump truck, which transports the soil to the nearby warehouse.

Not far away is a six-story office building with green paint on the outside. In an office on the sixth floor, a man in a suit was holding a telescope looking at the scene of the accident.

He was about sixty years old, with no hair on his head, his body was fat, his face was cold and pale, his eyes were bloodshot red, and there were black bags under his eye sockets, and he looked overindulgent.

He is the chairman of Qinglin Chemical, Luo Qinglin. He is a native of Qinglin County, facing the loess with his back to the sky in the first half of his life, and living a poor life. Both parents are at home, and there is a big brother who goes out to work, but there is no news.

Originally, Luo Qinglin would live a poor life like this, but he didn't expect that Luo Qinglin's eldest brother, Luo Qingshi, returned to his hometown and became a well-known rich man on Hong Kong Island.

The Luo family, who was originally poor, became rich all of a sudden. not only renovated the mansion, but also rebuilt the ancestral tomb, and even the ancestral hall was repaired by Luo Qingshi.

Luo Qingshi definitely made a fortune, and for the sake of Luo Qinglin who has been taking care of his parents, he directly took out 80 million.

Luo Qinglin is also an ambitious person, and he had no choice but to farm before. Now that he has money, he wants to be the boss, bought 200 acres of land from Qinglin County, opened Qinglin Chemical, produces chemical fertilizers and pesticides, and the business is very prosperous, and he has become a big taxpayer in Qinglin County.

Secretary Yan, who was wearing gold-wire glasses on the side, bowed slightly and said, "Huagong has calculated that if these polluted soil are harmless, it will take about 30 million funds. ”

Luo Qinglin put down the telescope and waved his hand: "What if it's buried deeply?" ”

Secretary Yan shook his head and said: "If it is buried deeply, it will pollute the underground water source, and once it is found by the environmental protection department, Qinglin Chemical will be fined to bankruptcy." ”

"Let the Chinese workers calculate how much toxic wasteland is dumped into the Shatu River every day, which will not cause the death of fish and shrimp." Luo Qinglin said and rubbed his chin: "Last time, twenty cars were too many cars at once, what if ten cars were reversed?" ”

Secretary Yan took out a document and said: "The Chinese workers have calculated that if there are too many of them, it will not only cause ecological disasters, but also cause the blockage of the sand and soil river. At present, there are still five hundred and eighty truckloads of poisonous wasteland below, and at the rate of five trucks per day, it will take one hundred and sixteen days. ”

Secretary Yan said and looked at the weather outside: "The rainy season is coming soon, if the rain washes out the triazophos in the soil, it will cause disaster to the ecology of Qinglin County, and even cause death." So the Chinese workers suggested building four warehouses to stock up on these toxic wasteland......"

"500,000 yuan for one warehouse, 2 million for four, this is 2 million, not 200 yuan!" Luo Qinglin snorted angrily and said, "Except for spending money, is there no way not to spend money?" ”

Secretary Yan's eyes rolled, and he leaned into Luo Qinglin's ear and said, "Boss, Huagong is stupid in reading his brain, he can't think of a better idea, I have an idea that doesn't cost money." ”

Luo Qinglin's eyes flashed with playfulness, and he motioned for Secretary Yan to continue.

Secretary Yan said: "I think so, these wastelands are piled up on the ground, and the closer to the ground, the more toxic it is. The closer you are to it, the less toxic it is. If we divide it in two and pull out the soil on it and pour it out, will the amount of work be reduced by half? ”

Luo Qinglin's eyes lit up, patted Secretary Yan's shoulder and said, "You kid is good, very clever, but a little conservative, take away three-quarters and hoard one-quarter, so that we can put all the waste soil in one warehouse, and then pour it into the sand river in more than a month." ”

Secretary Yan pretended to be a sycophant: "The boss is wise, I'll arrange someone to do it." ”

Luo Qinglin waved his hand, then continued to hold the binoculars and looked out the window. In Qinglin Chemical, Luo Qinglin is the only king, the king who can control the life and death of others.

Secretary Yan seemed to think of something, and reminded in a low voice: "Boss, in Tuling Township downstream, Hun Distillery reported the case, saying that because Qinglin Chemical polluted the Shatu River, it caused their losses. The newly appointed deputy head of the township, whose name is Li Yuenlong, decided to take action against us. ”

"What did you say?" Luo Qinglin thought that he was having auditory hallucinations, blinked his eyes and said, "I am the people's representative elected by the people, did this deputy township chief eat a bear's heart or a leopard's gall?" You want to move me? ”

Secretary Yan accompanied the smiling face: "The boss is angry, some people don't know your prestige, in case your head is hot and offends your tiger power, then it will be troublesome, you should be careful recently, after all, porcelain does not touch the crockpot." ”

Luo Qinglin nodded disapprovingly: "Explain to the people below, the factory will stop production for a month, so that the people in the security department will be smart, and if you find strangers, keep an eye on them." ”

Secretary Yan agreed, then bowed slightly, and began to arrange the recent work.

Qinglin Chemical is said to be a Hong Kong-funded enterprise, but in fact, it is Luo Qinglin's sole proprietorship, and the company is Luo Qinglin's Yiyantang.

Therefore, Secretary Yan's order to Luo Qinglin was 100% implemented. With an order, hundreds of workers began to shovel three-quarters of the floating soil into the muck truck. A team of security guards began to patrol around Qinglin Chemical, and at the same time, they looked at the strangers who appeared around them with scrutinizing eyes.