The rain has been falling, the atmosphere is not harmonious, and Li Shun's mentality has changed a lot.

It has been raining for five days, and it has never stopped, but the rain is not heavy but there is waterlogging.

"There is already water in the ground, if God continues to rain, the peanut yield will definitely be reduced, and it will be difficult for the people!" Li Mu sighed.

He couldn't do farm work these days, so he came to the county to live with his family for a few days.

"It wasn't like this in previous years, what's wrong with this year? In a few more days, the Yellow River will burst again. Du Rou was also worried.

The Central Plains has a plain climate, and the summer rain comes and goes quickly, and even rainy weather rarely occurs.

Li Shun doesn't care about whether the peanut production is reduced or whether the Yellow River will burst the embankment, but only whether the 110 project in his hand can be delivered on time.

There is no way to advertise the wall on a rainy day, the exterior wall is wet, and the paint can't be brushed.

The project has been suspended for five days, and the progress of the project is seriously delayed, and if it continues, it will be a breach of contract.

The contract clearly states that if the project is not delivered on time, the Public Security Bureau will be compensated 30,000 yuan for liquidated damages.

Li Shun shook his head, returned to the bedroom, opened the safe, took out the contract and read it carefully.

The contract says that in the event of a major natural disaster, such as the bursting of the Yellow River, you can apply to Party A for an extension of the project.

So the question is, is five days of rain considered a major natural disaster?

If I apply to Party A's Public Security Bureau for an extension, will the other party agree?

The door opened with a squeak, Han Ying sat next to her husband and said softly:

"My husband went to Chu Tianming to negotiate the extension of the 110 project, and we can't afford to pay 30,000 yuan."

The husband and wife had accurately calculated that the profit of the 110 propaganda project was less than 40,000 yuan.

If the profit of 30,000 yuan is lost because of the rain, it is equivalent to losing money and making money, and Li Shun can't stand it.

"Okay, I'll go over now." Li Shun began to change clothes.

Han Ying left the bedroom, took out two pheasants from the refrigerator, and packed them separately in a plastic bag:

"My husband will go to Uncle Qiang first and let Uncle Qiang follow you."

"yes, got it." Li Shun put on a raincoat, put the chicken in the trunk of the motorcycle, and rode the motorcycle to the criminal brigade.

came to Song Qiang's office and put the pheasant meat on the table:

"This is the game that my dad caught, Uncle Qiang, you can try it."

"Oops, game is a good thing!" Song Qiang smiled decisively and put the game under the table:

"Tell me, boy, what's the matter with me?"

Li Shun took out the construction contract, found the terms of the major natural disaster, and handed it to Song Qiang along with the extension application:

"I was cheated by God, and I was delayed for five days in vain."

Song Qiang put on his glasses, carefully read the contract and the extension application, his face showed solemnity, and sighed after a long time:

"It's hard, it's so hard."

Li Shun smiled awkwardly and sighed:

"If it's not difficult, I won't be cheeky to trouble you."

"Come with me, kid, let's go and meet the Chu Bureau." Song Qiang threw the car keys to Li Shun and put the relevant documents into his bag.

The two walked out of the office building, Li Shun started Santana and took Song Qiang to the Public Security Bureau.

With a little bad luck, Chu Tianming went to the county for a meeting, and the two waited from nine o'clock to eleven o'clock, and finally waited for the main master.

Chu Tianming is a good person, and when he saw Li Shun and Song Qiang coming together, he guessed the purpose.

Invited the two men into the office for tea, Chu Tianming was the first to speak:

"Qiangzi Junzi, what are you looking for me to do this time?"

The opening remarks of knowingly asking questions often mean hellish difficulty, and Song Qiang chose to go straight to the point:

"Old Chu, you also know that this rain has been falling for five days in a row, forcing Shunzi to stop work for five days, and the construction period is already tight."

Song Qiang made his eyes look at him, and Li Shun hurriedly took out an extension application:

"You can't paint it on a rainy day, it's going to rain, and no one can stop it, so I implore Chu Lao to approve it at his discretion."

Chu Tianming looked at the application, and his old face showed confusion:

"Child, this is difficult!"

Difficult? I'll stop it! Li Shun really wants to learn from Brother Crow to lift the table.

It's a pity that the desk is too heavy to lift, so I can only argue with reason:

"Old Chu, the development of natural things does not depend on human will, we can't do anything about this kind of thing."

"You're right, but I can't call the shots!" Chu Tianming took off his glasses and said:

"The project contract has been approved by the leadership and has been archived in the archives. If you want to extend, you can also do it, but you must get the consent of your superiors. ”

Chu Tianming is the deputy bureau, and his superior is the main bureau, and Cai Mingjun, the public prosecutor and law boss of the deputy county, is suspended.

Will Tsai Mingjun approve the extension of the project?

Li Shun felt that it was very difficult, and if Li Shun was Cai Mingjun, he would definitely not agree to the extension.

Party B has to pay 30,000 yuan for breach of contract, which is 30,000 yuan in 1993, which is too fragrant.

Song Qiang's face was solemn, and after some careful consideration:

"Please ask the old leader to approve it first, and let Junko go to PR for the rest."

Chu Tianming was silent for a moment, then turned his head to look at Li Shun:

"I'll be honest, even if I approve it, the probability of Cai County's approval is only one percent."

"Old Chu, I want to try, I can't afford a loss of 30,000 yuan." Li Shun said.

Chu Tianming stopped talking, took out a pen from his pocket, and brushed the pen on the extension application:

"Agree in principle to the extension of the 110 propaganda project, Chu Tianming."

After writing it, he handed the application to Li Shun and turned his head to look at Song Qiang:

"The leader may still be in the office, let's try my luck."

Song Qiang took Li Shun to say goodbye and immediately knocked on Cai Mingjun's door.

"Please come in!" There was a sonorous sound from inside the door.

Song Qiang pushed the door in, and Li Shun saw a middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes.

Heavenly Court is full and round, with a big back comb, and a suit and tie.

"Xiao Song is here, sit down." Cai Mingjun was kind and kind, pointing to the chair in front of the desk.

"Hello leader, I'll introduce you first." Song Qiang took Li Shun to the chair and said with a smile:

"This is Comrade Li Shun, the person in charge of the Li Han Advertising Company, and the builder of the 110 propaganda project."

"Oh? Hello Boss Li! Cai Mingjun stood up and stretched out his right hand.

Li Shun immediately shook hands and said in a humble tone:

"Hello leader, I have encountered a construction problem and need your help to coordinate."

"Oh, sit down and talk." Cai Mingjun turned around and took two teacups from the cabinet and poured two cups of hot water from the thermos.

Song Qiang and Li Shun held teacups in both hands, Cai Mingjun motioned to sit down and talk, and Li Shun handed over the extension application.

Cai Mingjun finished reading the ten lines at a glance, and said calmly:

"God it's raining for five days in a row, it's not a major natural disaster, isn't Boss Li making a big fuss?"

At this sentence, Li Shun's heart was half cold, and he hurriedly explained:

"My father said that the peanuts in the village were soaked in water, and he also said that this was a flood, and this year's peanut production will be reduced."

"It's not the same thing." Cai Mingjun waved his hand and responded in a gentle tone:

"Flowers are dead when they grow in the ground, but people who write advertisements are alive, and it hasn't reached the point where people can't go out. I don't think it's a major natural disaster and it's not appropriate to apply for an extension. ”

Li Shun was speechless, and was about to continue to explain, when Song Qiang grabbed his wrist:

"The leader's words make sense, Boss Li will think of a way when he goes back."