Chapter 402: Governing a big country is like cooking small dishes
In Jiangnan Community, the street lamps inside the community are covered with red lanterns, and every household has pasted couplets. The occasional sound of firecrackers fills the community with a festive atmosphere.
Zhang Hao and his wife, accompanied by everyone, prepared to send warmth to more than ten needy families in the community one by one according to the pre-arrangement.
"Dongdongdong..."
The person who opened the door was a young woman, but what was somewhat unexpected was that she had high eyebrows and deep eyes. At first glance, she was not an Oriental.
Qiu Chuxia, director of the neighborhood committee, quickly introduced: "Yulia, today is New Year's Eve, and the consul and his wife have come to see you, mother-in-law."
"You...please come in..."
Yulia seemed a little reserved.
After all, in addition to the consul, there were seven or eight reporters outside the door armed with long guns and cannons.
Zhang Hao handed the condolences to the other party, said "Happy Spring Festival", and then walked in to see Yulia's children.
The little boy is four years old and the little girl is two years old.
As soon as Yang Huaqing saw the little girl, he seemed to see Guoguo. He couldn't help but hold her in his arms and couldn't bear to let go.
Immediately afterwards, everyone sat on the sofa and chatted about home affairs.
Qiu Chuxia first introduced the family situation. Yulia's husband was an ordinary temporary worker in the oil field. Unfortunately, he passed away due to illness last year. The mainstay of the family suddenly fell, leaving three orphans and a widowed mother.
"My condolences!" Zhang Hao said casually.
Yang Huaqing then comforted the other party with a few words, and then expressed concern: "Yuliya, the deceased has passed away, but life will continue. What are your plans next?"
"I currently work in a community canteen, and with the insurance money from the father of my child, my life is fine for the time being. I hope to bring up my two children."
Yulia replied in a low voice.
"Can you take care of your child? If you can't, I suggest you move back to the capital. The capital is currently piloting socialized parenting, which can help you reduce a lot of your burden."
"No need, I can take care of you."
Yulia waved her hands repeatedly.
Qiu Chuxia helped explain: "Madam, we have a nursery in our community. In special cases like Yulia, not only do we not charge any fees, but we also provide free lunch."
Many families here have dual incomes, and nurseries are standard equipment, found in almost every community.
"Really? Then I'll be relieved."
Yang Huaqing nodded happily.
Zhang Hao then gave instructions to Chen Feng, general manager of the oil field on the side:
"Our workers have worked tirelessly and traveled thousands of miles to the Middle East to support construction. As a member of a state-owned enterprise, you cannot let your employees bleed and cry. You must solve their worries for them.
Especially in a family situation like Yulia's, you need to take on your due responsibilities.
In any case, these two children can be regarded as the children of your oil system. If you are not willing to reach out, then there is no need for others to count on them."
"Consul, please rest assured that our company is preparing to recruit a group of logistics personnel. Yulia's situation is special. I can make an exception and be her recommender."
Chen Feng quickly responded.
When Yulia heard this, she immediately said excitedly: "Mr. Chen, thank you, thank you so much!"
As long as she enters the oil system, her life and that of her two children will be guaranteed.
"Well, thanks to the Archon's reminder, otherwise I wouldn't have noticed this problem."
Chen Feng just wanted to remind him clearly.
Yulia's emotional intelligence was not low, and she immediately turned around and expressed her gratitude to the consul and his wife.
Zhang Hao nodded with satisfaction, and then explained to the accompanying mayor of Qatar:
"Mayor Anoud, your government must also do its part and try to help needy families like Yulia solve more practical life difficulties."
"Consul, don't worry, we will definitely keep it in mind." Mayor Anoud quickly expressed his position.
Everyone stayed at Yulia's house for less than ten minutes before leaving, and then went to the second house.
The second family is better than Yulia's family. The male head of this family is not dead, but he is paralyzed in bed. Fortunately, this man is a regular worker and was injured at work, so his life is not bad.
The male host took Zhang Hao's hand and told him about his difficulties: "Consul, I was injured the year before last. I lay in the hospital for a whole year last year and was discharged from the hospital just two years ago."
"How did you get injured?" Zhang Hao asked.
"Well, weren't we nationalizing the oil fields the year before last? How could those European capitalists be willing to do so? They bribed many bandits and robbers to carry out crazy destruction of the mining areas.
I was also unlucky. I accidentally got hit by a stray bullet and hit my spine directly. If I hadn’t been rescued in time, my life would have been lost."
The male host sighed.
Zhang Hao quickly asked with concern: "What did the doctor say? Is there still a chance to recover? You, Mr. Chen, are here. As long as there is still a chance, you can't give up."
"Don't bother." The male host waved his hands helplessly and said with a disappointed look on his face: "No chance, no matter how much money you spend, it will be useless..."
"Do you want to go back to your hometown and try it? There are many hospitals there and the medical technology is better."
Zhang Hao tried to persuade.
The male host waved his hand again: "Consul, the hospitals in Qatar are no worse than those in the mainland, and I have asked the doctor. I am permanently damaged and there is no possibility of recovery. I will never stand up again in this life, unless...
…”
"Unless what?" Zhang Hao asked curiously.
"I also heard from the attending doctor that Mr. Sterling, the former richest man in the federal government, seems to have a company specializing in brain-computer interfaces. If this project is still there and successful, I may still stand up one day.
"The male host replied.
"Really? By coincidence, I happen to have Mr. Sterling's contact information. I will ask it for you now."
After Zhang Hao finished speaking, he gestured to Assistant Wei.
Since the deaths of Wang Chuanxi and Li Shufu, Sterling is now the head of BYD.
The two are not only competitors, but also old friends for many years.
Assistant Wei made the call on the spot. After the call was connected, he briefly introduced the situation and then handed the phone to the consul.
Zhang Hao took his mobile phone and subconsciously walked aside: "Mr. Sterling, happy New Year!"
"Consul, Happy Chinese New Year! I just saw the news. You should be in Qatar now, right?"
"Yes, we haven't contacted each other for more than three years, right? Why don't you give me a call?"
"Your Excellency is busy, so I don't dare to disturb you easily." Sterling said, pretending to be calm.
He was confused about this call.
I was illegally worried that the other party would take revenge and deliberately cause trouble for BYD.
"I'm just saying this. We are old friends. It's just a phone call and it won't waste too much time." Zhang Hao said politely.
"Blame it on me, I was negligent."
Sterling took the initiative to "admit his mistake."
Zhang Hao laughed at this: "It's okay, we will just keep in touch more in the future. I am calling you this time. In addition to wishing you a happy New Year, there is one more thing I want to ask you."
"What is it? Just ask, Archon."
"Don't be nervous, it's not a big deal. I heard that you had a brain-computer interface company before. Is this company still there? How is it developing?"
"Consul, to be honest with you, although this company still exists, it has stopped researching it a long time ago, and now there is only an empty shell left." Sterling replied truthfully.
In fact, the reason is very simple, no money.
"What a pity!" Zhang Hao said regretfully.
Sterling was a little curious and couldn't help but probe: "Consul, why do you ask this?"
Zhang Hao briefly explained the reason.
Sterling had long wanted to improve the relationship with the other party, so he took the opportunity to show his kindness: "Consul, if you have any need, I can donate the brain-computer interface technology for free, just as making a small contribution to the majority of patients.
, I hope they can really stand up one day."
Zhang Hao originally did not want to get involved in this matter. After all, brain-computer interface is a cutting-edge technology that cannot produce results in a short while and requires huge investment in research and development funds.
However, the other party had already said it to this extent and could not allow him to refuse, so he could only agree first:
"That's great. On behalf of all patients across the federation, I would like to say thank you."
"Consul, you are too polite. This is what I should do." Sterling breathed a sigh of relief and then said: "Don't worry, I will sort out the information as soon as possible and send it to you by express.
"
"No need to send it to me, just send it directly to Shuguang Company. I will say hello to them."
Zhang Hao ordered.
After much deliberation, it was better to put the project in Shuguang Company. Anyway, Shuguang Company has a big business, so one more project would not be much, and it could help him share the risk.
"No problem, but I will send it to you personally when the time comes."
Sterling said without hesitation.
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Hao came to the bedside of the male host: "Mr. Sun, there is good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear?"
"Then let's hear the bad news first!"
The male host replied with a wry smile.
"The bad news is that although this company is still around, it stopped researching ten years ago."
Zhang Hao didn't wait for the other party's reaction and continued:
"The good news is that Mr. Sterling is willing to donate all the technology. Next, I will arrange for relevant scientific research institutions to take over. I will also donate part of the funds myself to restart research."
As soon as he finished speaking, the room suddenly burst into warm applause: "Bah bang bang..."
"Thank you, Archon!"
Although there is little hope, the male protagonist still sheds tears of excitement. It is better to have hope than no hope. In a sense, this is also the motivation for him to live.
Upon seeing this, Chen Feng, the general manager of the oil field, immediately echoed: "Consul, on behalf of our oil field, I will donate 10 million to this project, which can be regarded as a small contribution."
"Okay, welcome!"
Zhang Hao smiled and nodded.
In any case, ten million is not too small.
…
At 5:30 in the afternoon, the condolence group arrived at the last community in the immigration area: Zhujiang New Town.
Zhujiang New Town Community is different from other communities. All residents live in hundreds of storey office buildings, which were just put into use at the beginning of the year.
There are relatively few families in need here, only one, and unlike other families, the couple are both in good health. The reason for the difficulty is that they have adopted five children, so they are somewhat stretched.
Zhang Hao looked at the five little babies with different skin colors in front of him and couldn't help but be a little surprised: "Mrs. Yan, where did you adopt these children from?"
Mrs. Yan pointed to the three older girls and introduced: "Consul, the three of them were adopted in India. At that time, the passenger ship docked at the Port of Colombo for supplies. We saw the three of them begging at the port. Strange
They were pitiful, so we adopted them."
"As for the two younger ones, they were brought together from the mainland. I had a car accident when I was young, which caused me to lose my fertility. After I got married, I adopted them both from the orphanage."
Yang Huaqing couldn't help but asked with concern: "Mrs. Yan, the burden on your family of five children is too heavy. Can you take care of them?"
Their family also has five children, so they know the difficulties involved. Moreover, they have elderly people to help them, and the two in front of them have no elders.
"Madam, we both work in an oil company, and the salary is pretty good. It's not difficult to feed five children." Mrs. Yan paused, then smiled happily: "Besides, these three eldest are very sensible. I
When they were not at home, they were responsible for taking care of their younger brothers and sisters, and there was never any problem."
"How old are the three of them?"
Yang Huaqing frowned.
"The eldest sister and the second sister are twelve years old, and the third sister is ten years old."
Mr. Yan answered helpfully.
Yang Huaqing was surprised: "What? Are you so old? I thought you were only seven or eight years old?"
"Oh, what a sin. That ghost place in India is not meant for people. I took the three of them to the hospital for examination. The doctor said that their bodies have been severely malnourished since childhood, which directly affected their growth."
Mrs. Yan secretly wiped away her tears.
"Ah?" Yang Huaqing's eyes widened instantly, "No, aren't there food stamps? No matter what, you won't be this hungry, right?"
"Just having food stamps is not enough. Buying food also costs money. As far as I know, local dignitaries have 10,000 ways to take food stamps away from ordinary people." Zhang Hao shook his head helplessly.
"Does the central government not care? Just watch helplessly?" Yang Huaqing said angrily.
"The situation in the Indian peninsula is quite special. There are local separatism, religion is prevalent, and the people are not enlightened. The central government alone cannot control it. Maintaining the status quo is a last resort. Besides, they have not broken any laws, so why should they be controlled?"
He was about to go to the Indian Peninsula, and Zhang Hao had crammed in a lot of relevant information during this period.
Yang Huaqing said a little discouraged: "Then just watch the tragedy happen?"
Zhang Hao reached out and patted his wife on the shoulder, comforting him: "Don't worry, when the socialized parenting plan is fully promoted, we can try our best to avoid this situation from happening."
"How long will it take?"
Mrs. Yan couldn't help but interjected.
"It can take as short as ten years or as long as twenty years. I believe that one day it will be extended to the Indian peninsula."
Zhang Hao thought for a while and replied.
In fact, the time period he mentioned can definitely be considered an optimistic situation. If he were more pessimistic, it might not be possible to achieve it in fifty or one hundred years.
There are not only internal obstacles, but also external obstacles. It is not an exaggeration to say that there is a long way to go.
To be honest, as long as he can promote socialized parenting to the entire country before stepping down, he will be satisfied.
As for the other hard-to-gnaw bones, they should be left to the next generation. We must trust in the wisdom of future generations.
"One, twenty years?" Yang Huaqing sighed, "Is this too long?"
"There is no way. Socialized parenting is a huge project that needs to solve many problems. It cannot be promoted by simply promoting it. It will take time."
Zhang Hao spoke with great care and sincerity.
Mayor Anoud quickly complimented: "The consul's cautious attitude is a sign of responsibility. I heard there is a famous saying in the East, governing a big country is like cooking small dishes.
Governing a country has never been a simple matter. There are billions of people in the federation, and any small decision can have far-reaching consequences. What's more, a super-large project like socialized parenting requires even more caution."
"Well, I didn't expect Mayor Anud to be so knowledgeable. It's really rare."
Zhang Hao complimented casually.
Anud waved his hands repeatedly and said modestly: "Just kidding, Xia Wen has a long history and is profound. I still have a lot to learn."