Inside the car, smoke filled the air. Kong Zhenghui turned to look out the window and sighed and replied: "The dose of poison was too large. I stayed in the intensive care unit for four days, but it still caused heart failure. In the afternoon, I was pushed to the emergency room again and didn't come out."
Operating table.”
Su Tianyu was speechless for a long time after listening to his words.
"Oh, it's really difficult for this person to live." Kong Zhenghui, who had always been calm and even a little emotionally cold, said with some emotion at this moment: "We are a good family of four, and now there is only one underage girl left.
."
"We tried our best." Su Tianyu also sighed.
After Uncle Jiu's wife committed suicide due to a mental breakdown, all of her hospital expenses were advanced by the Tongji Association. Because the compensation had not yet been paid, the family could not afford the medical expenses themselves, so the association decided to use the money to save others first.
After all, Uncle Jiu and his son also chose to go to the mine in advance because they considered the association's position.
Everyone tried their best, but no one was saved. This is life, and it does not change anything according to anyone's will.
"Send two people over," Su Tianyu looked at Kong Zhenghui and said, "Send us the last leg."
"My family has already gone." Kong Zhenghui nodded slowly.
At this point, the two of them stopped saying anything and just smoked cigarettes quietly in the darkness.
…
eight pm.
Miao Ziwei had returned to Baolong Group. He was sitting in a small conference room. He frowned at Yang Decheng and the two management members of the mining group and said, "For safety reasons, you should be prepared to withdraw."
"Mr. Miao, what do you mean?" Yang Decheng asked a little confused.
"The people from Lao Li's head have come down and are currently in talks with the supervisor." Miao Ziwei said while holding a coffee cup: "If at the end of the discussion, both parties take a step back, then the mining side will probably be cleaned up, and it will be given to Lao Lao.
It’s just a matter of face to the upper class Li.”
Yang Decheng was speechless.
"My personal preference is that whether the supervision will back down on this matter, we will definitely fight with the opponent to the end." Miao Ziwei continued to add: "But politics is the most unreasonable thing. If the upper management reaches an agreement,
Then both sides must be held accountable. The three associations will not get better, and the mining group will also have to hand over the punishment sheet."
"Then what does this have to do with me?" Yang Decheng was a little helpless: "On the day the mine accident happened, I was attending a party in the city. I didn't even know what happened in the mine...!"
"Old Pang is gone, you are the number one figure in the mining industry. If you say it has nothing to do with you, then it has nothing to do with you?" Miao Ziwei said helplessly: "I asked you to prepare to leave, that is for your own good. Otherwise, I will turn back.
An investigation team will be set up from above to examine you for half a year and pull out the carrots and bring out the mud. Will it be uncomfortable for you?"
Yang Decheng felt extremely aggrieved, because he had always believed that the main responsibility for the mining disaster did not lie with him. The specific mining plan and the selection of management personnel were all done by Lao Pang, and he basically did not say anything.
But now if something happens to Lao Pang, he will have to bear the blame.
Yang Decheng felt that he was very unlucky. He worked hard but failed to do so in the end.
"Find a place to spend your vacation. When the news passes, everything will be the same as before." Miao Ziwei said softly: "The government cannot do without capital, and capital cannot do without us to protect the dragon! If a bunch of idiots continue to make trouble, the rules will remain the same.
That was the rule before."
"Okay." Yang Decheng responded helplessly.
"This matter is tentative. Whether you can leave or not depends on the attitude of the Supervisory Committee." Miao Ziwei lit a cigarette and frowned: "I personally think that the upper management will not compromise. The military business in Lao Triangle
Yes, the Supervisory Committee has already lost once, so we won’t retreat easily this time.”
"Well, I hope so." Yang Decheng responded.
…
In the project department office on the third floor of the main building of Baolong Mining Company, five managers from the work area are sitting together at the moment, chatting about the current situation of the company.
"I heard that the upper management is going to talk?" A female project manager named Sun asked softly.
"We must talk about it! If the matter is so big, what can we do in the end? Is it really an armed conflict? Are you kidding?"
"Made, I guess after much discussion, our mining industry will be the one injured in the end."
"The Kiwanis Club taking the lead across the street is not doing well either. I don't believe that attacking the judiciary can be easily brushed aside."
"...!"
Everyone was chatting with each other.
Outside, the moonlight is soft and the stars are bright.
An electric tricycle arrived in front of Baolong Mining Company. The driver put out the fire, wore a dark blue uniform and a mask, and glanced at the main building lobby.
"Are you bringing water?" the security guard at the door stood up and asked.
"Yes, deliver water." The water deliveryman in dark blue uniform nodded numbly.
"Come here and sign." The security guard waved his hand.
The water deliveryman immediately took the order, walked up the steps, and signed it in the security room.
"Why are you wearing a mask on such a hot day?" The security guard looked at the water delivery man and asked curiously.
"I...I have a cold."
"Can you move it yourself?" the security guard looked at the bucket of a tricycle and asked casually.
"able."
"Okay, then go ahead." The security guard nodded, bent back and sat back in his chair, then raised his head and continued to watch the news.
The water deliveryman returned outside, put on non-slip gloves, and began to move water down from the truck bucket.
About five minutes later.
The water deliveryman took the elevator to the third floor, turned around and glanced around, and started delivering water to the warehouse in the cleaning room.
This job is very tiring, because it is impossible for people in the company to help deliver the plumbers, so there is only one person working upstairs and downstairs.
After more than a dozen consecutive deliveries, the plumber stood downstairs and wiped his somewhat red, swollen and ulcerated forehead, raised his head and glanced at the building again, then took out a canvas bag from the truck compartment and carried it on his back.
On the last trip, the plumber went to the third floor, where he asked the cleaning staff to sign the receipt, and then placed the last bucket of water in the warehouse.
When leaving, the water delivery man glanced at the project department's work area again, finally stopped at the bathroom door, thought for a moment, opened the door and walked in.
…
at the same time.
Yang Decheng led the people to leave the group headquarters and drove to the mining company.
On the way, Yang Decheng took the phone and said to the deputy manager of the project department: "I've finished talking to the above. If both parties reach a consensus and retreat, then we, the people, have to avoid the limelight. Yes, I don't want to either.
, but this is the arrangement from above, what can I do?"
While Yang Decheng was talking to someone on the phone, the plumber just walked out of the bathroom, and the canvas bag he was wearing was also quite deflated.
Two minutes later, the water deliveryman rode an electric tricycle and left the mining company.
…
In the mining area, after more than a week of excavation, the city rescue team finally blasted a gap in the No. 02 mine tunnel, released a large amount of water inside, and reached the landslide area where the miners died.
After the rescue team entered, they saw at a glance more than a dozen corpses of miners who were killed, stinky and swollen with water, and whose faces were completely blurred, as well as corpses that were ulcerated and full of parasites.
There is no greater tragedy in the world than this...?