Power and Wealth

Monday.

Morning, cloudy.

As soon as the people working in the Guangming Street Office came to work, they learned from the overtime section staff yesterday that the director of the director of the board of directors had gone crazy, verbally.

“Leung, have you heard? ”

“Probably heard a little. What billboard thing? ”

“Ha, you didn't see the look on the face of the owner of the distillery, you didn't even see us. ”

“The neighborhood's pouring us into the Cold House. Who can see our streets? By the way, what happened? ”

“Later? I have a billboard downstairs from a health brewery that passed by yesterday after work and is being dismantled. ”

“Hmm? Why did you suddenly take it off again? Song Qingming found someone to tear it down? What's he up to? ”

“He didn't plan anything. Anyway, the director of the board didn't know what to do. He cleaned it up for Song Qingming. If he didn't tear it down, he had to tear it down. ”

“Is it true? I knew I was working late yesterday, I could still see the noise. ”

“Yesterday was fun. The owner of the distillery didn't know how to do it. He didn't want to think about it. Did our director look so good? ”

Dong Xuebin came to work, he didn't hear the people talking, but he also knew what they were talking about with his feet.

As soon as the billboard demolition thing came out, Dong Xuebin once again showed everyone his fighting power. This is a Leviticus, and Dong Xuebin turned to tell all the leadership cadres who did not feel right about themselves, I Dong Xuebin was not easy to tease, do it with me? Measure in your own minds, don't think your buddies have messed with District Secretary Wang An Shi, whoever can drop the stone with me!

I'd like to see who's still robbing me!

Whoever calls the board, dude, clean it up! Don't rush me!

Now Dong Xuebin is increasingly on the path of “traversing corpses”, gradually deviating from the institutional track, more and more distorted. However, he also had no choice. Dong Xuebin, who was in the political valley, also wanted to get on the right path. Therefore, this earthquake came to attack Dong Xuebin so seriously, he tried to minimize the danger of an impending earthquake and try not to kill a civilian within the jurisdiction of the street. This was not only for the safety of the lives of the street people, but also for Dong Xuebin himself to be protected from the earthquake disaster, to preserve his official duties, and further, to jump out of the power circle of Nanshan District, to change a new environment, to renew his political life.

Office of the Secretary.

As soon as he came in, Dong Xuebin called the Party and Government Office. “Director Zhou, have the billboards of the distillery been removed? ”

At the other end of the phone, Zhou Yanru laughed Yingying: “I just sent someone to see it this morning. All of it was dismantled. ”

“Okay, I get it.” Dong Xuebin ordered: “In the future, there will be more applications for such billboards, you can't be sloppy. Be sure to check the formalities first, and the quality control. Also, not only the distillery, but also the other billboards already installed in our street. These days, we will also have to make a comprehensive rectification and verification. Once we find the substandard billboards, we don't have to dismantle them directly without talking. Finally, we will make a report and hand them over to the district. ”

“Understood. Then I'll take someone with me. ”

“Fine, do it. I'll take care of it. ”

Hanging up, Dong Xuebin finally completed one of the plans.

Big earthquake… Big earthquake… more than 20 days left, earthquake is imminent!

Dong Xuebin did not have time to delay, his eyes tightened, he immediately turned on the computer and typed, and looked for relevant information on the Internet and in some of the documents at hand, and began the next plan - the spread of knowledge about earthquakes.

It is well known that at the moment of the earthquake, even if it is a Class 8 earthquake, the house is fine, the walls will not collapse. In the face of the sudden danger, there will be a certain buffer time, maybe five seconds, maybe ten seconds, those oldest bungalows are not made of paper, all have a certain degree of seismic resistance, not to mention that Dafeng County is the source of the Class 8 earthquake, to the South Mountain area, the seismic intensity will be only slightly smaller. So when the earthquake arrived, the emergency response was the most important. Dong Xuebin had seen a simple statistic and survey from previous data. The vast majority of people killed in the earthquake were due to the fact that the earthquake was going to be messy, no suitable shelter was found, and no adequate preparations were made, which led to the tragedy, but if everyone could do the most correctly through scientific methods when the earthquake occurred, then it was believed that most people could escape a robbery and see the important surname of earthquake knowledge.

Dong Xuebin remembers that he studied this kind of earthquake common sense before when he went to school, but then he didn't have much contact. After all these years, he forgot to be clean. It is important to remember at most one or two points. This is true of his college students, let alone other people. We believe that everyone has more or less deficiencies in this knowledge, so Dong Xuebin should focus on this work. If everyone knows a poorly, the most conservative estimate is that at least half of the thousands who would have been killed in the aftermath of the Light Street earthquake would have survived.

Do what you say. But we have to find a leader.

Dong Xuebin was reluctant to bear any charges for spreading earthquake rumors. After thinking about it, he had an idea. He immediately called the Party and Government Office to notify the community to hold a community meeting.

Morning.

General Assembly Chamber.

As usual, Dong Xuebin was the last to come, but just waiting for him to follow the steps up the corridor, the face suddenly came a familiar figure, the deputy secretary of the Party Labour Committee Geng Xinke.

When he saw Dong Xuebin, Geng Xinke looked deeply at him, “Director Dong, come to report to you. ”

Dong Xuebin laughed: "Secretary Geng, when did you get back? ”

“Party school is over, just got back.” Gengxinko's tone is not cold or hot.

Dong Xuebin walked up and patted his arm kindly. “Xin Ke, you are back, but the office can't leave you for a day, just come back. ”

Gengxinke was called a little goosebumpy by his affectionate "new department”.

Dong Xuebin laughed and said: "Walk, just in time for a community meeting, go together. ”

Gengxinke frowned, quite unfit. I don't understand why Dong Xuebin suddenly became so enthusiastic about him. This girl named Dong didn't hold any bad ideas, did she? Gengxin Cotton was vigilant.

By the time we walked into the conference room, people had arrived.

There are street cadres, and the rest are the heads of the communities.

Dong Xuebin sat on the chair and touched the microphone. He didn't want to talk any more. After two simple opening remarks, he went straight to the theme: “Today's meeting, mainly to arrange several tasks, everyone knows that the Wenchuan earthquake, the Yushu earthquake, and several recent major earthquakes in Indonesia and abroad frequently caused irreparable loss and trauma, people were homeless, people lost their relatives and friends...” In the world, or large or small earthquake activities almost every day, Dong Xuebin took the lead with this, it is also reasonable to say to them the earthquake damage from beginning to end, the tone is heavy.

Everyone looks at each other differently.

After a long discussion, Dong Xuebin glanced down. “In view of this, I think it is necessary to raise the awareness of the earthquake. Nature's disasters cannot be stopped, but early prevention, early preparation for earthquake prevention and mitigation is within our reach, necessary and preventable.” One meal, Dong Xuebin said: “So starting today, I arranged several tasks, led by the community housing committees, to carry out a massive earthquake knowledge dissemination work in each community jurisdiction. Um, I say the ugly things first. This task, to be caught as a political task, requires the heads of the communities to bring people down personally and send promotional materials door to door. Neither the resident nor the mobile population can be left behind, and it must be implemented in every household and every person! ”

Rumors have been heard that quiet arguments have been made at a pause, and it is more practical for them to consider the issues.

“Earthquake prevention? Knowledge dissemination? ”

“It's not formalism. ”

“What happened to this all of a sudden? How much human and material resources does this have to waste? ”

“A brochure, a family, how much would that cost? You're not letting the community out, are you? ”

Gengxinke and Zhou Yanru and other street office cadres didn't realize how cold Dong Xuebin could do this. It was too sudden and unknown. What kind of shock-proof is that? This is usually done in the streets after the earthquake bureau's mission. Obviously, there is no such instruction, and if there is one, it is at most at school. How can it be implemented for everyone? Is that necessary? They spend a little money on the streets every year. Where's all that free money?

A lot of people have microwords.

However, Dong Xuebin clearly stated that he was going to have a conversation. He did not ask anyone for their opinions at all. He said directly: "The brochure street will be responsible for printing and binding. Director Wang is responsible for arresting this matter. You will come to me for the information later. You will consult with Director Zhou about the funds.” He looked to Wang Yuling, "I repeat, this publicity work should be given the highest priority. Even if other things are put aside temporarily, it should be ensured that the publicity goes smoothly. It must be done as soon as possible. It is not necessary to wait for all of them to be printed and one volume to be issued. Tomorrow I will see progress. ”

Wang Yuling winked. “Yes, I will do it. ”

Dong Xuebin nodded and took the microphone: “When you get back, make a good division of labor among the communities, hold on to this matter. If there is a problem, report it to me first. ”

Nobody said anything, nothing.

I don't know if this makes any sense, but the street directions are coming down, and we can only do it.

Dong Xuebin looked down and nodded with satisfaction, “Well, adjourn the meeting! ”

Gengxinke shakes his head slightly. He is also very confused. What the hell is Dong doing here? Why do you think it's out of the blue?

(To be continued)