Please Do Not Disturb My Cultivation

It is said to be the post-disaster reconstruction headquarters, but it is actually a few dilapidated houses with a large yard. The Department of Civil Affairs holds meetings and works in the yard, and the house is only used as a place to sleep.

When Lin Wen broke in, the Department of Civil Affairs was in a meeting, and all the officials, including the director, Huang Mingxiao, were sitting under an old locust tree and gathered around a large round table.

There were papers and handwritten manuscripts piled on the desk, and there were still waste papers lying on the floor, and the whole yard was like this.

A telephone line came from the locust tree and connected to a telephone and fax machine on a small table.

The door was pushed open, and everyone turned their attention to Xiao Li standing outside and a young man striding over.

Director Huang Mingxiao stopped the other officials who were about to scold, and asked, Is it County Chief Lin Wenlin?

Lin Wen nodded: It's me. He took a chair and forced it between them: Report to me about the current situation.

Huang Mingxiao hesitated for a moment. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw the county magistrate's full-time driver standing in the distance. He hurriedly stood up, but was suppressed by Lin Wen.

Sit down and talk. The disaster is serious, don't fix those fake things.

Huang Mingxiao quickly sat down and began to introduce their current work situation.

Currently there are 307,102 homeless people in total, 110,000 in Niujiao Hill, 40,000 in Hook Hill, 30,000 in Changpai Mountain, 20,000 in Qingfeng Mountain and Luanjun Hill near the embankment of Changpai Village, 70,000 in the hills near Dongdaokou, and 30,000 in Niujiao Village, Changpai Village, and several nearby villages.

Huang Mingxiao spread out the map on the table. This huge map immediately covered the entire table. The map was filled with red, blue, and green paintings. At the same time, there were various numbers and text notes everywhere. It seemed dazzling at first glance, and it was impossible to distinguish anything.

But Huang Mingxiao is like a treasure, every time he points to a place, he can accurately explain the detailed information of the place, the strategies adopted before and after, the current situation, the supply and shortage of materials, the problems he is facing, and so on.

After Lin Wen listened silently, he talked for a full 30 minutes, and then took advantage of his time to catch his breath and said, You mean, the primary problem right now is the lack of supplies?

Huang Mingxiao swallowed his last breath before feeling his lungs alive: Yes, the county chief, we...

Lin Wen raised his hand to stop him: Immediately make a list of the missing materials and send it to the Finance Department, and ask them to arrange for someone to purchase it quickly.

Huang Mingxiao said in surprise, Is the county rich?

Lin Wen nodded.

Everyone present smiled, and Huang Mingxiao was even more excited: This is the best news I've heard in so many days! The empire's aid has finally arrived! Sheriff, if this is the case, let's not purchase it ourselves? We can just report to the empire. If the money is left, it will be used for the reconstruction. Hurry up and let the engineering team come back for construction. This is the real solution to the problem!

Lin Wen sneered and said: You are wrong, there is no assistance, I got the money, you go to purchase materials first, I have already called the engineering team, and it will arrive in a few days, we still need to finalize the construction plan first.

As soon as the voice fell, the scene became cold for an instant, and the smiles on everyone's faces disappeared.

Huang Mingxiao felt unbelievable: How could this happen? Did the empire leave us alone? These are 300,000 disaster victims. What, how could they do this?

He scratched his hair, his forehead was wrinkled, and the gray color leaked from his fingers.

It's impossible, there must be something wrong, I'm going to Shenjing, to the headquarters, to find His Majesty!

Deputy director Zhang Qiaohe grabbed him: Stop talking! You won't see it.

Huang Mingxiao suddenly lost control of his emotions. He shook off Zhang Qiaohe's hand forcefully, and shouted: Let go! I must see you! The empire is not like this, there must be, there must be some other reason...

Zhang Qiaohe shouted: The emperor of the empire is supersequence! You are separated by 11 levels! You can't even enter the gate, you are dreaming!

Lin Wen couldn't understand their gaffe, and interjected, Didn't I say I was rich? Does it matter if the empire aids or not?

Huang Mingxiao shouted: This is 300,000 disaster victims! Do you know how much it will cost? It costs 400,000 a day just to stay alive! Everyone can only eat rice bran and pig food! The rebuilding of their homes is even more astronomical! Once the supplies are used up, everyone will die! How many days does the little money you make last? One day or half a day?

Lin Wen counted: 42 days. Uh, so much money is only 42 days?

Everyone present became quiet again, and everyone stared at the young sheriff speechlessly.

After a while, Huang Mingxiao said in disbelief, How much money did you make?

Lin Wen scratched the back of his head: About 17 million, Ma De, I'm being hasty, I should have squeezed that fat man again.

Huang Mingxiao trembled slightly, unable to speak. Lin Wen noticed that his chest was rising and falling rapidly, and his eyes were red. Fearing that he would have a heart attack on the spot, he hurriedly pulled him over and sat down, and asked, How many days can the existing supplies last?

Back to specific matters, Huang Mingxiao finally returned to normal: It can last less than 5 days.

Lin Wen said: Then you can buy supplies for a month first, and I will figure out a way later.

Huang Mingxiao's thoughts went deeper: Major Lin, if this is the case, we can't just maintain the minimum standard of living. We also need to maintain health. Many victims of the disaster are sick, and we need medicines and medical assistance. After the flood, there will be a major epidemic, and we also need epidemic prevention items. Because the engineering team moved too fast, some resettlement sites are still difficult to live in. In fact, the living of the victims is very crowded, and there are even more than 50,000 people who can't even live in tents and sleep in the wild. These problems must also be solved.

Lin Wen's head was splitting when he heard it, and he quickly stopped him: You just say what you think.

Huang Mingxiao said: Make up for the lack of supplies, and buy another 20 days of living supplies.

Lin Wen was slightly puzzled: Will this be too few?

Having money is like a smart woman having rice. Huang Mingxiao's thinking became much more flexible. He said, This is an unavoidable choice. Even if all the money is used to buy daily necessities, one day it will be exhausted. We can only save as many disaster victims as possible and rebuild their homes as soon as possible. This is the fundamental way to solve the problem.

As long as you have a goal, these difficulties can be overcome.

I'm afraid there is no hope. No matter how long everyone struggles in the dark, it will be meaningless.

That's right, that's right. Everyone had an idea all of a sudden, and started talking in a hurry.

Lin Wen hesitated for a moment. He didn't use [Immortal Guidance] to confirm their plan, but only opened [Looking at Qi and Watching People].