When Hu Fei returned to the Standing Committee Courtyard, it was already after eight o'clock in the evening. Naturally, there was no need to hold another mayor's office meeting at this time. Several deputy mayors had already reported the situation to him. According to comprehensive statistics, this time Wuling
The city suffered a lot of losses, but fortunately no one was killed, which can be considered a blessing in misfortune.
After arriving home, Hu Fei drank a cup of hot water and felt warm. Then he quickly picked up his mobile phone and dialed Guan Pingzhi's number to report to him the situation in Wuling City.
"Xiao Fei, you did a good job this time. Initially, it seems that your Wuling City suffered the least losses. Yiyang, Deshan and other places suffered heavy losses."
The voice on the microphone was a little tired, and it was obvious that Guan Pingzhi must not have had a good rest these days. The two sessions of the province were about to be held after the New Year. At this time, a snowstorm actually happened, which is not a good thing.
"Uncle Guan, don't worry. This is a natural disaster. No one can stop it. We can only deal with the aftermath as soon as possible. If the snow continues to fall, transportation, water and electricity will become problems.
Ah, it’s best to have a plan in this regard.”
Hu Fei also sighed, "You'd better rest early, your health is important."
"Xiao Fei, please pay attention over there in Wuling. I think this snow will still fall."
Guan Pingzhi on the other side of the microphone sighed, "Also, work must be done as soon as possible. Don't care what other people say. Some people don't do things by themselves and always lag behind. You can't tolerate this kind of person's temper."
His voice paused, "However, you must also exercise caution. After all, I am the leader of the provincial party committee, so I still have to do a good job in order to save my face."
"Uncle Guan, I understand, don't worry."
After hanging up the phone, Hu Fei made a cup of hot tea and turned on the TV. The news was full of reports of snow disasters. The situation in the north was even more serious. Most highways had been closed, as well as provincial and national highways.
Accidents occurred frequently, and when reporters reported the accident, they even called on travelers to reduce their speed for the safety of themselves and others.
On the other hand, the Meteorological Bureau released information saying that the heavy snow is expected to fall for about three or four days, which made Hu Fei a little dumbfounded. In the next few days, it will really become an unprecedented snow disaster.
Not to mention how much financial losses the people will suffer, even the use of electricity and water will become a problem.
Thinking about this, Hu Fei immediately picked up his cell phone and dialed Qian Xiaomei's number.
The phone rang for a long time before being answered, "Husband, what's wrong? I'm at grandpa's place?"
"Honey, this snowstorm has caused heavy losses in Jiangnan. I think our company can do something for the people in Jiangnan?"
Hu Fei asked softly and tentatively. After all, the financial power of the family is in the hands of Qian Xiaomei, and she is running the business after her mother is busy. If it is to develop the business, she will definitely have nothing to say. Now it is
I don't know if she would feel bad if she threw the money away and donated it to the disaster area.
"Okay, I was just talking to grandpa about this. However, there are disasters all over the country. Even if we donate all our money, it won't be enough."
Qian Xiaomei's sigh sounded from the microphone, "Besides, we don't know how much money the Red Cross people will spend on disaster relief?"
"Honey, we won't donate more, just take one million."
Hu Fei smiled into the microphone, "The focus should be on Jiangnan and around the capital. From Jiangnan, we will buy supplies and send them over, including quilts, clothes, water, bread, food, etc., what do you think?"
"Ah, how about one million?"
Qian Xiaomei on the other side of the microphone exclaimed in surprise, "Husband, our family is not rich anymore. We have invested a lot in chip research and development. Besides, we can't waste money like this if we have money."
Hu Fei was a little bit dumbfounded. Just now he said yes, yes, yes, but now he felt reluctant to part with one million. It is indeed a woman's nature.
"Honey, this is an advertisement for our Meifei Group. If we donate this money to do business, we will definitely not suffer losses. People will always take care of us in business."
Hu Fei persuaded earnestly, "Besides, our identities are different. If you do this, you will definitely be praised by the old man and his generation. These are not things that money can buy. When other families make this move, we will
If we continue to follow the trend, money will be spent, and the impact will not be so good."
There was silence on the other side of the phone.
Hu Fei's heart was raised. Just as he was thinking about lowering the amount, Qian Xiaomei's voice came from the phone, "Okay, hubby, I will listen to you and make arrangements now."
"Yes, this is my good wife."
Hu Fei smiled into the microphone and said, "By the way, when you're done, tell Li Xiaoyuan and Li Lin. As for whether they are willing or not, there's no need to force them, so that others won't say we eat alone."
"After all, this is a good opportunity to earn a reputation for the family."
"Okay, I know, grandpa wants to talk to you, just wait."
After a while, a slightly weak voice sounded from the phone, "Xiao Fei, I heard the phone call between you and Xiao Mei. You really didn't disappoint grandpa. We, the old Chen family, can't just think about ourselves, we must also think about the masses."
, A person must not forget his roots. As the old saying goes, if you are poor, you can only benefit yourself; if you are rich, you can benefit the world."
"Grandpa, don't worry. I know how to do it. Don't worry about it. You can just take good care of yourself. By the way, the children are not disturbing you, right?"
"No, I really like spending time with the children. Okay, you can go about your business."
Later, Hu Fei talked to Qian Xiaomei about donating materials to Jiangnan Province.
After making the call, it was already past nine o'clock. Hu Fei boiled a pot of hot water and soaked his feet. He was thinking about tomorrow's work when his cell phone suddenly rang.
"Qianxi, why aren't you asleep yet?"
Hu Fei answered the phone and smiled into the phone, "Is it snowing heavily over the Yellow Sea?"
"Come down, but I saw on the news that the snow is heavier in the south of the Yangtze River. It is supposed to be the south. How could it be so severely affected?"
Yang Qianxi on the other side of the phone sighed, "Brother, I want to do something for my hometown and plan to donate 5 million in disaster relief funds to Jiangnan Province. Do you agree?"
"Ah, five million, that's too much, right?"
Hu Fei was shocked. One of his two women was a little reluctant to donate one million, but the other said five million. They are both his women. Why is there such a big difference? It seems that Qian Xiaomei still needs more money.
Just go out for a walk and see the world.
"Brother, I'm not just donating money, I'm also advertising for my company."
Yang Qianxi's sweet laughter sounded from the microphone, "Our financial company has already opened for business. If we can open a branch to Baisha in the future, we will definitely have to deal with the government. If we can help at this time, we will be able to do things in the future.
It will come in handy.”
"Qianxi, you are so smart. Let's do this. I will give you the phone number of the governor's secretary, and you will contact them when the time comes. The governor and others must know about this."
Hu Fei smiled into the microphone. He could not only do good things for the masses, but also leave a good impression on the leaders of the provincial party committee. This girl Yang Qianxi is indeed getting smarter and smarter.
After hanging up the phone, Hu Fei sent the mobile phone number of Guan Pingzhi's secretary Meng Ran to Yang Qianxi, then picked up a towel and wiped his feet. It was a tiring day today and it was time to take a good rest.