For delivering supplies, you can actually have trucks drive directly to nearby areas, set up service stations, and let people line up to receive supplies, but this is simply not possible. Most people would rather waste their time at the train station than leave.
There were no smart phones at this time, and there was no timely train information. People on the scene could only obtain information through radio broadcasts, for fear that they would miss their trains if they were not careful.
Moreover, people were anxious, angry, cold and hungry. In extreme cases, they did not believe the official rhetoric. There were even rumors at that time: "There are empty buses inside, but we won't be allowed to sit on them!"
She worked in a watch factory, and her last words to her family were "Push on the train and call home..."
"Whoa whoa whoa!"
"Wow!"
The woman next to her was holding her child, who kept crying. Xu Chunhua, who had been standing for two days and one night, felt that his physical strength was reaching its limit.
He touched the bag, which contained chocolates bought for his children. After hesitating for a long time, he took out a piece and handed it over.
"..."
The woman took it, mumbling in an obscure dialect, as if she was saying thank you or complaining and cursing, and stuffed the chocolate into the child's mouth.
Xu Chunhua felt that he was at a loss for a moment, but he just sighed, put the big bag under his butt, and sat there to rest for a while.
"Bang bang bang!"
There was another noise over there, and he knew without looking that someone was smashing the radio truck, and was then taken away by the police.
The police use railings to surround the crowd. As long as it is not too excessive, they generally don't care. This scale is difficult to control. If it is not strict, it will not be enough to deter Xiaoxiao. If it is too strict, it will arouse group emotions.
The sky gradually darkened, and the rain became heavier and lighter.
The crowd was noisy for a while, and after their physical strength was exhausted, they became quiet again. The military and police did not dare to neglect, and needed to keep an eye on them at all times. In a sense, this was a confrontation.
Xu Chunhua put on his thickest clothes, buried his head in his knees, closed his eyes, and prepared to spend another night.
The cry of the child next to him suddenly sounded far and near, and he himself seemed to be sleeping but not sleeping. I don't know how long it took, but the tired and calm crowd seemed to have been thrown into a stone, causing ripples.
Immediately afterwards, the ripples expanded rapidly, like a big stone thrown in.
"The car is coming! The car is coming!"
"For what?"
"Are you bringing food?"
what happened?
Xu Chunhua raised his head in a daze, stood up again, and seemed to catch a glimpse of red over the dark heads.
The police outside the railing held a loudspeaker and shouted: "Everyone, please be quiet. We will bring you food and drink shortly, as well as raincoats, hot water, thick clothes, and milk powder!"
"Now everyone is unwilling to leave, and we can't get in. We can only line up as much as possible. There is still space. Then we will distribute the supplies here one by one. Don't worry or be nervous. We have enough supplies and people.
Everyone has a share!”
"Please cooperate and form a line as much as possible!"
"We are all hungry too. How about leaving early and eating early to save time?"
"..."
The crowded crowd was silent for a moment, slowly moving and pushing, and miraculously formed a line.
The police waved and the tricycle drove over.
This kind of tricycle is also red all over, with the words M Express printed on it. It is small and flexible, wrapped in iron, and looks like a small mushroom moving in the rain.
Parked outside, the door opened, and it was full of supplies.
"Bread and biscuits, one for each person, pass it around!"
"There are two bottles of mineral water per person. There is no need to withhold it. Everyone has it. I don't care if you keep it!"
"Hand me your clothes, the one holding the child over there, take care of the children, the elderly and lesbians first!"
The courier guys were also helping, and the military and police were worried about what to do if they were gone in such a short while. That would be too troublesome.
Xu Chunhua had just received a bag of bread and a package of biscuits, and before the mineral water had been passed over, he heard someone yelling: "Hey, there's no more in it!"
"We don't have it!"
"The child has been hungry for two days, do you have anything to eat?"
"There's nothing here either. What can you do with this little thing..."
Seeing that a commotion was about to break out, a sturdy man pulled away the people around him and tried to rush out, but was suddenly restrained again, "Coming, coming, coming again!"
"Look over there! The car is coming!"
"So many cars!"
Everyone stood on tiptoe and stretched their necks to watch, and saw that the convoy just now was about to leave, and several tricycles formed a red line and were heading outside.
In the opposite direction, on the other side of the street, there are cars connected with each other, and the end cannot be seen in the distance. Looking further, a touch of red is connected with a touch of red, a steady stream, rain and red tide, heading towards the station.
The two sides passed each other across the road, and the courier boys stretched out their hands, or even shouted loudly to cheer each other on.
When we got closer in the blink of an eye, the car door opened, and it was still full of supplies.
"Pass the hot water around, for those who drink water and eat instant noodles, bring back the thermos when you're done using it, and we'll get you hot water again!"
"It's not enough to just drink hot water. Is there a lunch box?"
"That's right, it's a good day to have a hot meal!"
"Yes! As long as we can do it, we will be satisfied and let everyone eat rice!"
My heart dropped to the ground, as if I was joking. Don't say anything else. There are so many cars and I feel safe. At least I won't starve to death.
The atmosphere became relaxed, and some people laughed out loud. It was absurd, funny, helpless and with a hint of warmth.
Xu Chunhua took the hot water from his own jar and sipped it. The hot air slid down his throat into his stomach and spread to his whole body, making his whole body feel better.
He knew these people, there was a courier point near the factory, it was from a company like Mai.
The convoy has delivered several times. It is no longer enough to ensure that everyone has a share. Only by ensuring that everyone has a double share can we be satisfied. There is a word called "saturated rescue" and this is called "saturated feeding".
It was getting very late, and the courier boy had completed his task brilliantly, but he was also tired and hungry.
"We have to go and come back tomorrow!"
Each team drove out from various areas, converged at one place, and drove away along the street under the command of the police, once again forming a line of red.
…………
"The number of stranded passengers at Guangzhou Railway Station has approached 300,000... Maiwo Mall has set an example with a strong sense of social responsibility, deploying more than a hundred trucks, nearly a thousand drivers and couriers, donating, and transporting nearly a thousand tons of various materials
, and hand-delivered them to the stranded passengers."
"The snowstorm in the south is critical and many places are without power. Maiwo Mall has distributed various supplies to people in as many as 12 cities with its relatively complete logistics construction and nationwide warehouse distribution, as well as a sincere and full heart."
"As of the 29th, the total value of donated materials from Maiwo Mall has reached 100 million yuan!"
pretty!
Even the opponent who hates Maiwo the most has to say that it is beautiful. This surge of presence has been known to the whole country.
There were too many places affected by the disaster, and Yao Yuan could not take it into consideration, so he could only do his best. To be honest, the Guangzhou Railway Station was not really a disaster, but it involved a large number of people and had great influence, so the focus was also on that.
The central government is paying attention and the top leaders have come down.
As the Spring Festival is getting closer and closer, the superiors issued a death order to send the people home before New Year's Eve. The power grid was repaired day and night, and several martyrs were sacrificed for this purpose.
Guangzhou transferred 20 diesel locomotives and sent away 70,000 people first, but it was not enough.
There are so many people pouring into the train station that the number of people online at the same time has reached the peak: 400,000!
If everyone can't leave, that's better. What's most scary is that some people leave and some don't leave. The whole city feels like it's facing a formidable enemy. Knowing that this is a critical moment, we must appease the masses.
…
Chaoyang Palm Springs.
It was dinner time, but Yao Yuemin and Yuan Liping at the dinner table did not dare to take down their chopsticks, and listened intently to their son's phone call.
"100 million is fine. Our community will also donate 100 million. You don't have to. You're from the entertainment industry."
"Why is it not necessary?"
"I heard that there are unspoken rules for your donations. Either you cheat by saying whether to donate or not, or there is a cap of one million, and the super big names are one million, and so on. The juniors are not allowed to exceed the seniors, and the less famous are not allowed to be more than the famous ones.
If any famous celebrity donates 500,000 yuan, you will say they are showing off..."
"You fart! I don't care about the unspoken rules of bullshit. If I want to donate 100 million, I will donate 100 million. Why the hell am I going to hold a Taiwanese party and ask all the celebrities in my company to donate, with a base of 500,000!" Yu Jiajia said.
"So awesome?"
"Then what's the matter? If they donate more, I will let them earn more."
Tsk tsk tsk!
Yao Yuan followed the phone line and could tell that it was "she" next to the female character. He smiled and said: "That's okay. Community, shopping mall, and entertainment are three companies, each with 100 million, with the mall as the main one."
These days, people can donate money in any amount, and 100 million is quite impressive.
Yao Yuan hung up the phone, thought for a moment, stood up and said, "I'm not going to eat. I have to go out for something else."
"Will you come back for dinner tonight?"
"Not necessarily, you go ahead and eat!"
Yao Yuan left, and his parents didn't even breathe. They paid 100 million for whatever they did, and 300 million was gone in the blink of an eye.
During this snowstorm, the total amount of donations from all walks of life was 2.275 billion, and corporate donations were 1.17 billion. 99 Group definitely stood out.
Yao Yuan was looking for Yu Jiajia. Her house was not far away. He arrived in ten minutes and knocked on the door. Yu Jiajia was wearing a set of cotton pajamas, wearing myopia glasses, and holding a bowl in her hand. She was completely different from her usual appearance.
The style of female CEO is like a dead nerd.
"Why are you here?"
"There's something important...Hey, what does it smell like?"
He looked at the other party's bowl, smelled the smell and went into the kitchen. Seeing chicken soup simmering on the stove, he poured a bowl for himself and said, "We are here to not only support the disaster area, but also to build a corporate image.
Logistics has already rushed to Guangzhou. The influence is enough, but the story is not that good. Since you want to gain a sense of presence, you can simply do it to the end.
Come here with your ears..."
He said this and that, even Yu Jiajia, who was so bold, couldn't help but frown and said in surprise: "Wow, you are too romantic, aren't you?"