The old man was walking back and forth in the garden, with a look of exhaustion and anxiety on his face.
Not long after he came back, disaster struck again.
When I first heard about this, I felt dizzy.
But he still clenched his teeth and stood firm, unable to fall down.
Because everyone needs him.
He cannot fall.
The afterglow of the setting sun carved lines on his cheeks, and the silhouette behind him even obscured the clusters of flowers beside him.
Then, there was a long sigh.
There are many disasters.
The people of this land were emerging from the quagmire of disaster. Just as they were about to see a glimmer of light, they stumbled again.
Fortunately, they can still stand up.
thump thump thump
The sound of footsteps came, and the old man looked up and saw Tong Xiaolong walking over quickly, "Chief, the phone line has been repaired."
After the words fell, the old man immediately ran to the study and picked up the phone.
"Help me pick up the line."
He said quickly, waited for a moment, and finally the phone rang.
After a while, I heard a familiar voice coming from the other side.
"Old Chen, how are you doing there?"
"Chief, this time we are still in Shunde, not far from the last earthquake area."
Old Chen's voice came, and it was urgent, and you could even hear the deep exhaustion in it.
"Fortunately, this time we were prepared in advance and carried out publicity and reminders. Although it was a bit hasty, the effect was quite good."
"So the casualties this time were not large, much less than the first time."
"Now we are preparing people to go around to assist with the work."
Mr. Chen's words made him feel relieved. As long as he was fine, everything else was nothing.
"Old Chen, you should pay attention to your health and take care of yourself."
The old man said sincerely that he knew Mr. Chen's body. It was not good in the early years. In recent years, he has adjusted his diet according to the suggestions of alliance experts and it has made him better.
But in a disaster area, there are no conditions.
The last time I went there, I looked haggard.
Before leaving, he also asked him to pay attention to his work and rest, but this time there was an earthquake again, so you can imagine his work.
"Chief, when I close my eyes now, I look like those homeless people. How can I sleep?"
"This earthquake damaged the houses again. Most of the remaining houses have become dilapidated and uninhabitable."
"Right now, there is a lack of tents, food, medicine, clothes, everything."
Mr. Chen said, and the old man also responded, "Don't worry, we have allocated the supplies and will send them to you right away."
"I know, I have to go to the hospital for a visit. The situation there is quite tense. Let's talk about it later."
"Okay. You must take care of yourself."
"Yeah, you too."
After hanging up the phone, the old man was about to take a drink of water when the phone on the table rang again.
"Hello!"
"What? Okay, I understand."
After hanging up the phone, the old man didn't care about drinking water. He immediately picked up the phone and dialed out.
After making a call, hang up, then call again.
Until the evening, the old man's body had never touched the chair.
Tong Xiaolong on the side was so worried that he wanted to speak several times, but he couldn't get a word in, so he could only worry beside him.
'It would be great if Secretary Tang was here at this moment.'
Guangdong Mansion.
Tang Mingyue was walking in the corridor holding her belly. As the due date was approaching, the doctor said she should move more.
Fortunately, the baby in the belly is not big, so walking is not too affected.
But at this time, she was still walking very quickly.
When I came to the door, I knocked gently, but there was no sound from inside.
Then he opened the door and saw the uncle inside talking on the phone. When he saw her, he stretched out his hand and asked her to come in and sit down first.
"I know, okay."
The uncle hung up the phone with a serious look on his face.
Just seeing Tang Mingyue smile again, "I asked you to rest, why did you start working again?"
Tang Mingyue smiled first, then picked up the report in his hand, "Uncle, take a look at this."
"There are many people from Southeast Asia coming to Peninsula Hospital."
The uncle took it and looked at it with a serious look on his face.
"Uncle, our current supply is barely balanced. If these people join in, medicines will be in short supply."
"Also, last time Leader Han sent news that the doctors in the hospital are taking turns during this period. If they don't take a break, it may affect their work."
The uncle rubbed his brow after hearing this, and then said, "There is even worse news."
Tang Mingyue looked stern.
"I just received news that another earthquake occurred in Shunde. This time it was stronger than the first time. It was at least 7.5, and there will be more in the future."
"This loss is too great."
"Materials are now in short supply, and the railway department is urgently repairing the railways. When the time comes, transportation will also give priority to ensure transportation in the disaster areas."
"Also, in the pharmaceutical factory in Sijiucheng, a workshop was destroyed because of this."
"If they want to resume production, the output will be reduced by one-third. Now they are thinking of ways."
After finishing speaking, the uncle raised his head with helplessness in his expression.
As soon as I got a little better, it was a slap in the face.
Tang Mingyue was naturally aware of the country's situation. Her family's financial resources were too thin, and one earthquake was fine. But with these successive earthquakes, the landlord's family had no food left.
"Is it so serious at the pharmaceutical factory?"
Tang Mingyue thought of something and suddenly asked.
The uncle nodded, "Yes, Yang Xiaotao reported it in person, there will be no lies."
When I heard this name, the worries in my heart suddenly dropped.
But then he frowned again.
Nowadays, relying on the cornucopia of Peninsula Hospital, it can be said that it is making money every day.
Last year, the combined foreign exchange of all industries in the country was only 12 billion yuan. However, from January 1st to now, in less than three months, the Peninsula Hospital has sent 800 million US dollars to the country. According to
The current exchange rate is almost 2 billion yuan.
At this rate, this place alone is equivalent to a year's total foreign exchange.
And this is still the early stage. If medicines can keep up, this number will be even more exaggerated.
But now, I was interrupted, which really made me feel a little unwilling.
"Mingyue!"
Suddenly, the uncle was holding a cigarette, his expression became wise, and Tang Mingyue immediately raised her head.
"You should immediately prepare a notice to the effect that our country is facing a serious natural disaster..."
"In view of this, we will exchange medicines for supplies."
"Moreover, priority will be given to exchanging supplies."
Tang Mingyue seemed to have caught something, "Uncle, do you want them to transport the things themselves?"
"My dear, we may not be able to buy things if we have money, but wouldn't it be fine if we let them transport it themselves?"
"Food, cloth, clothes, tents, etc., as long as they are materials, we will exchange them."
Tang Mingyue understood in her heart, "Okay, I'll get ready right now."
After leaving, the uncle thought for a while, picked up the phone again, and called Shanghai Shipyard.
Shanghai, Navy Headquarters.
One-armed old man sitting on a chair and looking at documents.
A young man walked in at the door, carrying a thermos bottle in his hand, came behind the old man, and filled the water glass on his left hand with water.
"Grandpa, get ready to eat."
The one-armed old man glanced at his grandson in front of him and smiled kindly, "Xiao Anzi, why are you back?"
"Hey, the sailors are on vacation, I'll come back to see you."
Chen An pulled out a stool and sat down, looking at the documents on the table with a curious expression.
"What are you looking at? This is what you can see."
Although the old man's voice was scolding, there was a look of doting on his face that was visible to the naked eye.
"Grandpa, are we going to build a big ship?"
"You kid, why are you asking this?"
"Grandpa, I heard from people on the boat that we want to make a bigger boat so that we can install bigger cannons and shoot farther."
The one-armed old man laughed and then shook his head.
"Our big ship is not equipped with cannons."
"Why?"
Chen An asked puzzledly. In his opinion, those battleships and their thick gun muzzles were the most powerful weapons for defending the sea.
The old man stretched out his left hand and stroked his grandson's head. This grandson was no longer young this year, but his knowledge was still limited around him.
Thinking of Captain Yang recognizing that grandson, his current achievements are even higher than his own.
The reason why they were able to study large ships was thanks to the models that people had traveled thousands of miles to build.
And the large ship they are now enlarging to equal proportions has brought them new ideas and opened new doors.
If this big ship, or even the big ships in the future, are built, that guy will have a share of the credit.
And all their sailors owe someone a favor.
"Xiao Anzi, in this era, cannon is no longer the overlord."
Chen An pursed his lips and continued to ask, "The cannon is gone, so what should we pretend to be?"
The one-armed old man smiled, with a hint of expectation in his eyes, "Our big ship is equipped with airplanes."
Ring ring ring
As he finished speaking, the phone rang.
The old man stretched out his left hand to pick up the phone, and the next second he stood up from his seat, his whole person became serious and iron-blooded.
"Chief!"
"Yes, I understand. I will arrange the fleet right away."
After hanging up the phone, the old man had a murderous look in his eyes.
"Xiao Anzi, after you finish your meal, go back by yourself."
Chen An nodded after hearing this and did not ask.
Under night.
At the harbor, a destroyer slowly sailed out and headed south.
On the ship shrouded in darkness, the newly repaired deck and the replaced name Su guarded the origin of this destroyer.
The flag placed at the highest point rustled in the night wind.
Behind it, six of the latest fishing boats came out one after another, followed the destroyer, and disappeared into the night.
peninsula hospital
When Han Xuanfeng got the document sent by Tang Mingyue, he was silent for a moment, then picked up the document and went to discuss it with the Folangji people in Haojing.
After this period of cooperation, the two parties have already established a basis for cooperation.
In particular, the last time they attacked people who were living a good life, the answer given by the defenders of Peninsula Hospital simply frightened the French people.
Not to mention anything else, if these people stationed at the hospital really wanted to fight, they would be able to sweep through Haojing.
Of course, this only refers to the strength on the ground.
What they really relied on were the three gunboats staying in the port.
Although they were all products from ten years ago, compared to the opposite, this is already a remarkable existence.
It is precisely because of the support of these three gunboats that they can stand straight when they speak.
However, they also know that now is the time for win-win cooperation. It would be great if we all make money together.
When Han Xuanfeng found the Folangji people to communicate, he wanted to conduct a drug exchange house through the port.
After hearing this, Franji immediately shook his head and rejected it.
Wharfs, especially military wharves where gunboats dock, are not accessible to just anyone, as that would be detrimental to the country's face.
Han Xuanfeng spent a lot of time talking, but the other party still insisted on insisting on it. These guys were all greedy like beetles. They were more active than anyone else in making money. Now they were talking about loyalty and honor.
It made him sick to hear it.
If it hadn't been impossible, he, Han Xuanfeng, would have had people rush in with armored vehicles and kill all these guys.
No matter how hard you say it, it still doesn't work.
As a result, in the morning of the next day, Franji suddenly found Han Xuanfeng and thought they could talk.
This sudden change made Han Xuanfeng unable to recover and felt that the other party was teasing him.
Until I received news that the fleet that went to Shanghai last night fought a victorious battle in the strait and destroyed three of the opponent's gunboats.
Only then did I understand. Aren't there just three gunboats in the other side's harbor?
Han Xuanfeng smiled happily, and then thought of the changes in these Folangji people before and after, and fully understood that wise saying.