In the spring of 1996, in Jixi, southern province, there were continuous spring rains and mountain floods broke out in many places.

On the night when Yang Fei was about to leave Jixi, the sky seemed to have been torn apart a big hole, and thunder exploded one after another, and lightning showed off its might in the world like a dragon.

The heavy rain poured into the pan, making the window frame slam.

Yang Fei slept until midnight and suddenly woke up. The window covering the curtains came with a flash of lightning.

He got up and wanted to turn on the lights, but found that the power was out. He touched the window, opened the curtains, and opened a window. The wind and rain rushed in like waves.

Yang Fei quickly pulled up the window.

There was a noise outside.

Yang Fei walked out and asked, "An Ran?"

An Ran said, "You are awake too."

Yang Fei said: "It was so big that it was so big just now."

An Ran said: "I woke up just now. It would be like this heavy rain, so it wouldn't cause heavy floods, right?"

Yang Fei said: "It's hard to say."

Anran walked to Xiangqiaomen, looked inside, and smiled and said, "This little girl, sleeps so peacefully."

Yang Fei smiled: "Worry-free age."

An Ran asked, "Does your feet still hurt?"

Yang Fei said: "It's much better. I've walked too much these days and felt a little sore, but my body is healthier."

An Ran said: "I'll help you rub it again, so don't get any root cause. My grandfather is an old Chinese doctor, and he taught me the massage techniques of Chinese medicine."

It was so dark that the two of them couldn't sleep for a while when they woke up, so they sat down in the living room.

Anran helped Yang Fei press his legs.

Yang Fei used to go to wash his feet, and there was also a foot washing city under his confidant's name. As soon as An Ran did, he knew that she was really professional, and pressed every stroke just right, with the same degree of light and overlap.

"Don't move," An Ran said.

Yang Fei said: "Itchy."

An Ran burst into laughter and said, "You have itchy legs, too?"

Yang Fei said: "Strange, it's not itchy."

An Ran said: "I heard that if you have a special feeling about another person, he will itch wherever he touches you."

Yang Fei uttered, not daring to answer this.

After a while, Yang Fei fell asleep comfortably on the sofa.

An Ran couldn't help but smile as she heard his slight snoring. She brought a quilt to help Yang Fei cover it. Someone was talking to her just now, and she was in good spirits. Now she was alone, dark everywhere, and soon she felt sleepy and leaned against him and fell asleep.

The next morning, Yang Fei woke up and felt someone pressing him down. He reached out and touched An Ran's hair.

An Ran moved and woke up, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

At this time, Xiang Qiao walked in from outside and said as if nothing had happened: "Boss, the hotel manager just said that a huge mountain torrent broke out and the danger outside was unknown. Please don't go out today."

Yang Fei said in surprise: "Is that so? What about Wu Ji and the others? Will you still go back to the provincial capital today?"

Xiang Qiao said: "I don't know this, I'll go and inquire again."

Yang Fei nodded.

Xiang Qiao turned around and went out.

An Ran whispered: "It's over, your secretary saw that we were sleeping together, and I don't know what she would think?"

Yang Fei said: "It's okay."

Xiang Qiao asked clearly and said, "Boss, Wu Ji and the others decided to return to the provincial capital. He has an important meeting to attend this afternoon."

Yang Fei said: "Then let's go back too!"

Xiang Qiao said: "Boss, it rained heavily last night and it was flooding. We should wait one more day before leaving?"

Yang Fei said: "It's okay, we are on the provincial road. Even if there are accidents such as landslides, it will not have a big impact."

Xiang Qiao said, "Okay, I'll ask them to bring breakfast, and leave after eating."

Wu Sansheng did not obey the advice of his subordinates and insisted on returning to the provincial capital.

At the afternoon meeting, the provincial leaders who entered Changchang must be present. This is the rule he set himself, and the afternoon meeting is of great importance and he must not refuse to reply.

At about 8 o'clock, the convoy set off from Jixi Hotel.

What surprised Yang Fei was that only Xu Zhonghua came to see him off, but Wang Haijun was not seen.

Such an important farewell, is Wang Haijun actually absent?

Although Wu Sansheng didn't say anything, the faint displeasure in his heart was still captured by Yang Fei.

The rain is still falling, covering the sky, as if it is about to flood the earth.

Xu Zhonghua kept guests again and again, but Wu Sansheng refused and said, "I asked about the provincial capital, only heavy rains in Jixi area will be enough to leave the Jixi area."

The convoy drove slowly, and the wipers were shaking back and forth like crazy, and the rain brush was constantly shaking.

Yang Fei's car followed Wu Sansheng's convoy.

The city is smooth all the way, and there are not many vehicles on the streets in heavy rain, except for the occasional bus.

Xu Zhonghua was worried, and in order to show respect, he followed him all the way and said he would send him to the western border of Jixi.

The convoy boarded the provincial highway and the speed was accelerated.

There are not many cars on the provincial road, and a layer of water accumulates on the ground, which flows through the road and flows to both sides.

The wheels drove by quickly, splashing waves all the way.

After driving for half an hour, the car in front suddenly stopped.

Ma Feng stopped far away and said, "Young Master Fei, it seems that something happened."

After the last experience, Yang Fei was used to it and said no more.

Xu Zhonghua and others got out of the car and ran to the front to investigate the situation.

It was a landslide. This accident was more serious than last time, and the entire road was interrupted.

Wu Sansheng sat in the car and asked Xu Zhonghua outside the window: "How long will it take to clear it?"

Xu Zhonghua was about to answer when he saw Wang Haijun running over in a raincoat.

Wang Haijun's eyes were red and his face was haggard. He ran to Wu Sansheng's car, stretched out his two fingers, and said loudly: "Wu Ji! Just wait for another twenty minutes!"

Wu Sansheng asked, "Why are you here?"

Wang Haijun said: "At 3 a.m. last night, I received a call to report that a landslide occurred on the provincial highway, so I rushed over to deal with it, for the sake of safety and smooth flow today."

Wu Sansheng raised his eyebrows: "Is that true? Comrade Navy, thank you for your hard work."

Wang Haijun said: "It's not hard work. There are many mountain tombs in this area. Every year during Qingming Festival, wildfires will occur. I have strictly ordered that fireworks and firecrackers be prohibited. In addition, Boss Yang also agreed to plant evergreen forests in this area to keep the water and soil stable. There will be no such accidents in the future."

Wu Sansheng's face calmed down and he smiled slightly: "Fire prevention work is difficult and we must always do it."

Xu Zhonghua said teasingly: "Everyone is sleeping soundly in the middle of the night, but you ran here to direct rescue and disaster relief."

Wang Haijun said lightly: "It rained heavily, and it was raining heavily last night. I was afraid that there would be an accident today to block traffic, so I arranged personnel to patrol police in this area early. If there was a danger, I would immediately notify me."

Xu Zhonghua was shocked and thought that Wang Haijun was really good at flattering!

However, people are gaining appreciation through hard work, and you have no way to envy it.

Wu Sansheng praised: "Comrade Navy is good!"

Wang Haijun glanced at Yang Fei's car behind, thinking that thanks to Yang Fei's reminder!

It’s good to get the leader to say something, but the hard work has finally been in vain.
Chapter completed!