The rain is still falling and the danger has not been eliminated, but the most critical moment has passed. Additional troops from the county have arrived one after another. Tractors carrying bricks and sandbags line up in a long line on the road. Cadres waving red flags are everywhere to give commands.
Zhou Wen stood on the embankment, looking at the busy and orderly scene below, and his heart was filled with overwhelming emotions. All of this was organized by himself...
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Behind Zhou Wen stood the female reporter named Baina from the Provincial Huaijiang Daily. This girl was quite aggressive and courageous. She braved the heavy rain and used a SLR camera and a portable DV to faithfully record the flood fighting and rescue operation.
Throughout the scene, she was unwilling to leave Zhou Wen for a moment, saying that she wanted to discover a hero for a new era. Zhou Wen just smiled lightly and let her go.
As the sky gradually darkened, the diesel generator in the village roared, turning on several iodine-tungsten lamps to illuminate the entire embankment. Zhou Wen wore a raincoat and ran back and forth on the embankment. According to the report from the upstream hydrological station,
There is a wave of flood peaks rushing down from the top of the mountain, and the flow is much greater than the previous wave. If the temporarily reinforced dam cannot hold it, all the previous efforts will be in vain!
"Is there any news from the quarry?" Zhou Wen turned around and asked.
A cadre who looked like a secretary replied: "I called them two hours ago to inform them that the stone was delivered, but now I can't contact them."
"Then continue to contact us. These conventional bricks and stones are of no use at all. They will be washed away if thrown into the water. We must use big stones from the quarry."
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Three hours later, the tractor transporting the stones was still on the road, but the peak of the flood arrived first. The huge roar frightened the cadres and the masses on the embankment. In the darkness, they could not see clearly what was going on in the river. They could only see the water flowing nearby.
It was so fast that branches kept drifting away at high speeds along the river.
"The pipe is gushing!" Someone shouted. Zhou Wen immediately led people to rush over and quickly blocked the leak with sandbags. However, the newly reinforced embankment collapsed for a distance of about 20 meters!
Zhou Wen's heart felt cold. God has calculated that all his efforts have been in vain. The levee is about to collapse, and floods are about to ravage the entire Dawang Township, and then the county. Nantai County will become a land of emptiness, and countless people will be displaced and separated for life and death.
, and he will be drowned in this torrential flood, and will never see his virtuous wife and lovely son again...
"Assistant Zhou!"
"Assistant Zhou!"
The calls brought Zhou Wen's thoughts back to reality. He looked around, and a pair of helpless eyes were looking at him. At this juncture, he was their backbone, so how could they retreat.
Zhou Wen gritted his teeth and secretly said to himself: "Zhou Wen, you have been cowardly all your life, just be a real man before you die!" He stood up resolutely and shouted in a hoarse voice: "If the levee collapses, everyone will die, anyway.
You won’t survive, so please follow me!”
A group of armed police soldiers came forward, and then some young militiamen also stood up. Zhou Wen and them formed a human chain hand in hand, and walked into the water step by step with a generous determination to die, blocking the flood peak with their bodies.
On the embankment, female reporter Baina's hands were shaking while holding the DVD. In the night vision mode, a group of tough guys were standing in the river shouting slogans. The rain started to fall again, and Baina's face was wet.
, I don’t know if it’s rain or tears.
The migrant workers took advantage of the opportunity created by Zhou Wen and others with their lives, filling a large number of sandbags into the torrent, and using barbed wire to cover a large amount of gravel and throwing it into the water. They finally withstood the peak of the flood again, but the warriors in the water also paid the price with their lives.
, two young armed police soldiers were swept into the rapids and were never found again.
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The sky was getting brighter, the rain had stopped, and the river water coming down from the upper reaches was much slower. People were lying on the embankment in random directions. Zhou Wen and the others stood on the embankment all night and finally won.
Zhou Wen lay in the mud and slept soundly, with the lenses of his glasses covered with mud. Baina sat next to him, looking at the little-known assistant to the county magistrate with pity in her eyes.
Baina originally came to Nantai County to interview about the arrest of her colleagues. Unexpectedly, she experienced two things that she will never forget. She also took many photos and videos of last night's group incident, and also provided some information for Zhou Wen.
I was so applauded by the wonderful performance. When I was sorting out information in Binguang in the evening, I also checked Zhou Wen's information on the Internet. This tourism director who came from the city had no credit or hard work in the past few months. He was just unknown.
He is just an ordinary cadre, not handsome, and has no decent backer. In Baina's words, he is the kind of person with no news value.
But in this storm, Zhou Wen showed his unknown side. He is not only an excellent cadre, but also a real man and a real hero!
Baina took out a handkerchief and carefully wiped the mud from Zhou Wen's face. Suddenly, she thought that Assistant Zhou must have been married in her thirties, and she felt sad for no reason.
Suddenly there was a noise in the distance. Baina suddenly stood up and saw a large group of tractors coming from a distance. The red flag was fluttering in the wind. The large group of people had finally arrived.
The sky is also sunny.
The leader of the team was County Magistrate Tang. I don’t know how he escaped from Yezhuyu, but I can imagine that he must have suffered a lot. The magistrate was wearing a raincoat and rubber boots, with a crisp white shirt and trousers underneath. Behind him
There was also an attendant holding an umbrella to help him block the sun.
Officials from the county committee and government also came, dressed in raincoats and rubber boots, holding notebooks in their hands, ready to record the instructions of County Magistrate Tang.
Now that people from the county's emergency response office, flood control office and other professional agencies have arrived at the scene, the grass-roots team organized by Zhou Wen has naturally dispersed. A group of unkempt flood fighting warriors were about to go down to eat and rest, but were stopped by a panting secretary: "
Wait a minute, County Magistrate Tang is coming to shake hands with you."
County Magistrate Tang came to the scene surrounded by cadres and reporters. First, he took a shovel and shoveled a shovel of sand into a sandbag. The reporters took a bunch of photos, and then two cadres from the Flood Control Office wearing safety helmets came to Tang County.
A flood control deployment map was unfolded in front of the mayor. Magistrate Tang put one hand on his hip and pointed at the map with the other, pointing to the mountains and rivers. The reporters squatted and lay down one after another to record Magistrate Tang's heroic appearance from the best angle.
Then, County Magistrate Tang came to the embankment, cordially expressed condolences to the flood control warriors, shook hands with them one by one, asked their names, and patted their shoulders to show encouragement.
Zhou Wen, on the other hand, had quietly left the scene.
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The county government, the Oval Office, and County Magistrate Tang are talking to the officials one by one. Many things have happened in the county in the past two days. First, there were mass incidents, and then there were floods. It was once out of control. If Assistant Zhou hadn't turned the tide,
I'm afraid that the county seat is now a deserted country.
The cadres who participated in these two incidents were full of praise for Assistant Zhou, but the more they praised Zhou Wen, the more gloomy County Magistrate Tang felt. Of course, the very dignified County Magistrate Tang still had a calm expression on his face.
Smiling in surprise.
After finally finishing the conversation, County Magistrate Tang took off his glasses and pinched the bridge of his nose. His secretary walked in quietly, holding a stack of press releases with photos in his hand.
"This is a program that the county TV station is planning to produce. The Propaganda Department asked someone to bring it over..."
County Magistrate Tang picked it up casually and took a look. It was Zhou Wen's photo. He swiped it and threw it back: "Trial again!"
The secretary understood and walked away with the press release.
"Wait a minute." County Magistrate Tang stopped him.
"Convene a meeting of several standing committee members for me. There are some personnel arrangements in the county that need to be adjusted."
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Ever since Secretary Zhang was dismissed, the county government has gained the upper hand in the battle between the government and committees in Nantai County. County Magistrate Tang, who has always been strong and has strong support in the province and city, is vaguely superior to Secretary Xu, who is about to retreat to the second line.
, his words are the golden rule in Nantai County.
Several members of the Standing Committee sat together, and County Magistrate Tang spoke candidly about the events of the past two days. The members of the Standing Committee all felt like mirrors in their hearts. The most taboo thing about acting on one's behalf in official circles was that Zhou Wen didn't know the heights of the world, and in order to show off, he touched everyone.
Such people are unlucky and do not deserve sympathy even if they are unlucky.
"It is a serious political mistake to go against the government in front of the public and seek personal political interests. It is a serious political error to use lynching to hold criticism rallies and illegal detentions. This is a violation of the criminal law and must be dealt with seriously. Taking the official seal of the county government without permission and stamping it everywhere
, using stored grain to grandstand, this is a matter of moral character!"
County Magistrate Tang's fingers were trembling with excitement, and his secretary quickly served him some tea. Magistrate Tang took a brief sip, cleared his throat and said, "I suggest that Comrade Zhou Wen be revoked from his position as assistant to the county magistrate and director of county tourism, and that the County Commission for Discipline Inspection examine the situation."
He held an admonishment talk. This is his preliminary opinion. The next step is for the public security organs to follow up and investigate. That is a matter for the judiciary. I will not interfere. Do you have any other opinions?"
The Standing Committee members raised their hands to express their agreement.
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"Assistant Zhou." A gentle call came from the door. Zhou Wen looked back and saw a young clerk. The young man quietly extended his thumb and whispered: "Good job." Then he hurriedly left.
Zhou Wen shook his head and smiled. Compared with those old cunning people who were pedantic and full of intrigues, these young relatives who had just entered the officialdom were much simpler.
Too many things have happened in the past two days. Zhou Wen has experienced the test of life and death. He seems to have passed through Nirvana and has become indifferent to many things. County Magistrate Tang is a smiling tiger, although he was talking to him just now
After some encouragement, Zhou Wen, who has also been in the officialdom for many years, knows that the more the leader smiles at you, the more wary he becomes of you. This time, he is not only impressive with his achievements, but also directly seizing power.
I'm afraid that not only County Magistrate Tang is displeased with me, but also all the county and department-level leaders may have opinions about him.
There is no need to stay here, there is a place to stay. At worst, I won’t be the county magistrate’s assistant tourism director, and I won’t have to see these dirty things all day long. Thinking of this, Zhou Wen relaxed and even whistled.
Suddenly, the office door was pushed open, and two comrades from the County Commission for Discipline Inspection walked in and said stiffly: "Comrade Zhou Wen, please pack your things and follow us."
If it were before, Zhou Wen would have been scared out of his wits, but after his rebirth, Zhou Wen stood up with a calm expression, glanced contemptuously at his office, which had not been occupied for three months, and said: "I have nothing to pack.
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In the provincial capital, in the small conference room of the Provincial Party Committee Building, a large-screen LCD TV embedded in the wall was showing footage of the Nantai County mass incident. The audience below was well-dressed and had serious expressions. They were headed by Zheng Jiefu, Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee.
Jiangdong Provincial Standing Committee Team.
"Such a large-scale mass incident occurred in Nantai County, and someone must be held responsible!" the secretary of the Provincial Political and Legal Committee said angrily.
"Don't be impatient, take your time and watch." Zheng Jiefu said slowly.
As soon as the scene changed, the situation was under control. When they saw Zhou Wen pouring Xie Yuqiang's milk on the stage, some members of the Standing Committee couldn't help but chuckle. The secretary of the Political and Legal Committee also smiled helplessly and said: "This kid is really playing the piano randomly."
When they saw that the crowd had dispersed without causing much harm, the Standing Committee members breathed a sigh of relief and started whispering among themselves. Zheng Jiefu coughed dryly and said, "There are still more down there."
The secretary picked up the remote control and pressed it, and the screen changed to flood fighting and rescue. Although Baina was a newspaper reporter, her shooting skills were not bad. Almost all of them faithfully recorded the situation at that time. It was the kind of scene that was absolutely authentic and unadulterated.
First report.
At first, the standing committee members were still talking and talking. When they saw Zhou Wen and a group of people holding hands and jumping into the flood, the room became quiet. A few old guys even took out their handkerchiefs and took off their glasses to wipe the corners of their eyes.
Finally, the scene freezes on a young cadre smoking on the river embankment. Although his hair is unkempt, his body is covered in mud, and the cigarette in his mouth is wrinkled, the light in his eyes is inspiring.
Zheng Jiefu, secretary of the Provincial Party Committee, stood up and said word for word: "What is a real Communist Party member? This is a real Communist Party member!"