District 9

When Qin Yu was called to the dormitory, he was completely confused. He looked at the old cat with a puzzled expression and asked, "What good do you want from me?"

"Come on, come in." Old Mao pulled Qin Yu, Cha Meng, Xiao Hao and others walked into the building together, taking them carefully around the house.

Qin Yu looked at the people here and frowned with a solemn expression: "Is this where Uncle Li contacted?"

"Yes." The old cat nodded.

Qin Yu turned around, stood beside the stairs on the first floor and asked the old cat, "What are you doing with me?"

"Uncle Niu and I had a chat. Many people here have chronic diseases. I'll give you a chance to become famous and let Tiancheng Baofeng Pharmaceutical donate some medicines to them." Old Mao bared his teeth and said, "I'll ask the charity foundation later. I’ll issue you a certificate and let the media publicize it, what do you think?”

Qin Yu looked at him speechlessly: "Is this the good thing you said about riding a horse?"

Old Mao is a person of true temperament. He looked up at Qin Yu and said: "These living villages once helped the government deal with the nuclear radiation zone. Many people died, and many laborers also left sequelae... It's quite miserable. If we can help, let’s help.”

Qin Yu turned around and looked around, and whispered to the old cat: "It's useless if you give them medicine. If you take it, they will go out and sell it. To them, nothing is as meaningful as cash."

The old cat was stunned.

"Donate in cash. Tiancheng will donate 300,000 yuan, and I will donate 100,000 yuan personally." Qin Yu said with his hands behind his back: "The company can show its face in the media. After all, it has done something good, so I will forget it."

"Zhengyi, he's my brother!" The old cat bared his teeth and smiled.

Qin Yu comes from a grassroots background. Although he is used to the misery and poverty in areas to be planned, coming here still resonates with him. But it is unrealistic for you to ask him to take charge of everyone here. He can only help appropriately.

"One more thing. Lao Li will use the media to fight for full permanent residence rights for these living villages, but there is no official statement, and the weight may not be enough. You'd better say hello to Feng Si and ask him to do the same. Mention this matter to the boss." Old Mao ordered.

"Yes, he will help with this." Qin Yu nodded.

"That's fine."

After the two discussed it, Niu Hai and the media came over. Lao Mao immediately pulled Qin Yu and said, "This is our Black Street Superintendent Qin Yu. He has called Tiancheng Baofeng Pharmaceutical and is going to do it again." Donate four hundred thousand in cash.”

After the words fell, there was thunderous applause from the first floor. The media members pulled Qin Yu to take pictures, but the latter waved his hands repeatedly: "Don't take pictures, don't take pictures. I have official duties and it's hard to show up. Let's go back and thank Tiancheng Baofeng."

The people who originally came here to work thought that this donation was just for show, but they didn't expect that they actually took out real money. Although there are definitely political demands here, the people have at least received great benefits, so they are very grateful in their hearts.

The leader here is called Wei Kun. He is in his mid-thirties and is a sturdy man with a rough appearance. He laughs and talks to everyone. He is very polite and sophisticated, and has great organizational skills. He basically takes all the jobs that migrant workers come to the city for, and he doesn't take a commission, so everyone trusts him.

Everyone was busy until the evening. The photography team finished shooting all the materials, and then Director Xu called it a day. Lao Mao, Qin Yu and others also felt that it was almost time and wanted to say goodbye to everyone and left. However, Wei Kun and other people refused to let them go and insisted on keeping these people in the dormitory building to eat.

Qin Yu and others were born in the rough, and they didn't have much airs and didn't dislike the mess here, so they couldn't resist everyone's enthusiasm and stayed for dinner.

Since the dormitory building was very crowded, the venue for the dinner was chosen to be in the warehouse room on the top floor. It was snowing heavily outside, and dozens of people sat at two tables inside the house, eating the cheapest but steaming meals and drinking strong wine, which had a unique flavor.

Qin Yu was really hungry. He didn't eat anything at noon and was called by the old cat. After sitting down, he ate two large pancakes, which made Wei Kun and others feel good about him.

"Director Qin, you are so friendly to the people," Wei Kun said with a smile, "Your eating habits are the same as ours."

Qin Yu was startled, and then replied with a smile: "Don't use this to punish me, as if I'm too stubborn. Let me tell you, when I was hanging out outside the district, I didn't even have a shelter. It's common to be hungry for six meals a day. If you ask me to make this kind of mixed flour pancake, it will be even more delicious than this!"

"Is it true?" Director Xu couldn't eat the food here. He only drank wine and looked at Qin Yu curiously and asked, "Do you still have this experience?"

"Counting all the directors of the Ninth Special Zone, I should be the one with the lowest background." Qin Yu smiled: "Why don't those people in Jiangnan District call me Lao Leizi behind my back? Haha!"

Everyone laughed when they heard this, and Wei Kun slowly raised his glass and said, "Thank you for being able to see us... I'd like to toast you all."

"Come on, do it."

"Done!"

"...!"

The atmosphere in the house was noisy and joyful, and everyone drank until the lights were turned off at nine o'clock in the evening before they dispersed.

After going out, Niu Hai made an appointment with Lao Mao to visit the living village outside the district, and then left drunkenly.

…

In the next two weeks, Lao Mao and Niu Hai took the media to two living villages that needed donations, delivering countless supplies and cash donations of up to one million, and privately promised Wei Kun a full right of residence. Tianbao Foundation will definitely help everyone get it done.

And while Lao Mao was busy paving the way for Lao Li, the election for the chief councilor in the district was also heating up. The first batch of permanent residence rights has also been issued to 700,000 places, and almost every living village and small town around Songjiang is doing this.

During this period, Wang Zongxiang frequently appeared in major media for presiding over the issuance of the right of residence in the Longcheng area and speaking out for the people on several hot topics. Although he has not yet taken the initiative to publicly run for chief councillor, even ordinary people know that this person Definitely a favorite for First Councilor.

This evening.

Wang Zongxiang, together with Ye Lin, Han Fei and others, arranged for the bosses of several media companies and the leaders of online broadcast stations in an entertainment city in Jiangnan District.

At the end of the show, Wang Zongxiang stood on the steps outside the entertainment city, drunkenly holding the wrist of the leader of the online broadcast station and said: "Thank you, there are no words, just thank you...!"

"We are friends. It's too far to say this, Lao Wang." The leader held Wang Zongxiang's hand and said vaguely with a big belly: "To be honest, I think you are the only one who can sit in this position of chief councilor." It’s the most suitable. The momentum here is really good now...but...but you can’t be careless, Lao Wang. As far as I know, you have a strong competitor."

"Who? Who the hell can argue with me?" Wang Zongxiang asked with a chuckle.

"Tianbao Charitable Foundation is doing something recently. I checked and the person behind it is Lao Li..." The leader leaned into Wang Zongxiang's ear and said: "I have seen all the materials they shot, and they are all in the right way. You have to have an idea in mind."

Wang Zongxiang was stunned.