Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

In Yang Dongxu's office at Hurricane Construction, he was correcting documents when Zhang Yue knocked on the door and walked in.

"Director Yang, there are two police officers who want to find out from you about yesterday's boat collision."

"Let them come in." Yang Dongxu capped the pen in his hand, stood up from behind his desk, and came to the reception area of ​​the spacious office.

"I'm sorry to disturb you, Director Yang. This case is taken very seriously by the authorities, so I'd like you to make a record." One of the two policemen is a middle-aged man and the other is a girl in her twenties.

The one who spoke was a middle-aged man with a very polite smile on his face. The female policeman looked at Yang Dongxu curiously, but she didn't look much, she just took a curious look, and then couldn't help but sneak a few more glances.

After all, the name of Mr. Yang of Hurricane Construction can be said to be well-known in the entire Magic City circle. At the same time, Mr. Yang’s mystery is as resounding as his reputation.

He never attends any high-end gatherings or dinners, let alone interviews with the media. It is said that he even refused an exclusive interview with Yangma Financial Channel.

You can't even see news related to him in various financial weekly, leading figures of the younger generation, young talents, etc. reports and news. It's not even on Baidu Encyclopedia, let alone any photos.

Therefore, Young Master Yang can definitely be called a dragon that sees the beginning but never the end. When she heard that she was here to see this person today, she was particularly positive.

At first glance, the impression seems pretty good, a bit unexpected but also feels natural.

He is very tall and handsome. He is not as domineering or condescending as expected. His smile looks very friendly, and he doesn't seem to have any airs.

"Yes, please take a seat." Yang Dongxu sat down with a gesture of invitation, and the secretary served two cups of tea opposite the two policemen.

Yang Dongxu motioned for the two of you to drink tea and asked, "I wonder what else you need to ask when you come here?"

"The main thing is that Mr. Yang was on the yacht No. 062... Oh, by the way, the yacht No. 062 is the yacht that Mr. Yang's secretary called the police to report trouble. The main thing is to talk about Mr. Yang's encounter with this yacht and how it happened.

Passed separately.”

"Okay." Yang Dongxu nodded. Although Wu Sheng had already gone to the police station to explain the matter, he still narrated it from the beginning.

When the yacht accident happened, he was already sitting in a small restaurant drinking tea. The police only came to visit again because one of the deceased was the son of a wealthy businessman in Shanghai. Therefore, all necessary procedures needed to be followed to handle the case as much as possible.

Be more perfect so as not to leave any trouble later.

Yang Dongxu dictated it, and the policewoman made a simple note. Then she showed it to Yang Dongxu and signed it after she had no doubts.

"Mr. Yang has a lot to deal with, so I won't bother you anymore. Thank you to Mr. Yang for calling the police when he found something wrong and for providing the video." The middle-aged policeman stood up.

Yang Dongxu shook hands with the person in person and said, "As an ordinary citizen, this is my duty."

Zhang Yue came over and sent the two policemen away.

"The news I just received is that one of the deceased is the son of Tianhua's boss, and he is the only son." After sending the person away, Zhang Yue came back and said.

Yang Dongxu nodded and said nothing.

The Tianhua Group is a real estate tycoon in the Magic City. Although it is smaller than the Hurricane Building, it can still be regarded as a land-hungry existence. Therefore, the son of the owner of the Tianhua Group died in an accident, and he was still an only son.

Not only did it arouse intense coverage from the media, but even the police were very alert.

Judging from the current investigation report, the crown prince of the Smallpox Group obviously sought his own death.

And although they collided, neither ship exploded. His death was purely due to being too high. Let the person driving the boat hit the other side and not let the other side run away. He was still standing on the plywood, thinking he was an octopus.

, the plywood can be firmly adsorbed and will not move.

As a result, the two ships collided. A group of people standing on the deck looking for death flew out on the spot. Fortunately, the ones who fell into the sea were lucky. The prince and the other two flew directly to the deck of the other ship and died on the spot. They were not even rescued.

There is no chance.

Because the ship did not explode and the police found a lot of prohibited items from the prince's cabin, there is basically no doubt about the case.

It was a group of second-generation people who took a yacht to the sea and got high on drugs. They took the initiative to bump into other tourists' boats and got themselves killed.

Yang Dongxu, the CEO of Tianhua Group, had met him, but that was a few years ago. When Hurricane Construction wanted to acquire a large piece of land in Shanghai, Tianhua Group was one of the competitors.

When I met the other person at that time, I felt that the other person was a quite elegant businessman with a good reputation in the circle. I didn't expect that he would raise such a thing. The white-haired person gave it to the black-haired person.

"That was Yang Dongxu just now? The big boss of Hurricane Construction?" The female police officer who stepped out of the elevator looked back at the Hurricane Construction office building behind her and asked in disbelief.

"You've seen everyone, why are you hesitant?" the middle-aged policeman asked with a smile.

As he spoke, he suddenly frowned and looked towards the tourists not far away.

Although the Hurricane Architecture office building is separated from the park tourist area, it is not separated by a thick wall.

After all, such a building does not match the office buildings such as the Hurricane Building, and it also destroys the landscape of Century Park.

Therefore, although the office area is separated from the park side, it is an open separation, using railings instead of walls.

At the same time, the architectural glass in the Hurricane Building is made of single-sided light-transmitting glass and blinds, so tourists are not afraid of snooping into the company's interior.

"What's wrong?" the female police officer asked, noticing the middle-aged male policeman's movements and looking towards the tourists not far away.

"It's nothing, maybe I'm too sensitive. Let's go back and hand over the notes first. I have other things to do." The middle-aged male policeman shook his head, and the two of them got into the police car next to them.

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When receiving the police officers who came over for questioning, Yang Dongxu had to process a lot of documents.

After processing the last document and handing it to the secretary next to him, he said to Zhang Yue.

"Don't arrange the work here for now. Say hello to Lei Jun and I'll have a meeting with him tomorrow. Once the things over there are taken care of, don't arrange things for me after that. I'm in Xiangjiang.

Let’s have a good vacation.”

"Okay, but Manager Zhao from Xiangjiang Real Estate called and has a few plans that need your attention," Zhang Yue said.

"Let me ask Manager Zhao if he's in a hurry. If not, I'll deal with those things when I go to Xiangjiang." Yang Dongxu picked up the coat next to him and said.

"Okay." Zhang Yue nodded to indicate that he had taken note of it.

Wu Sheng, who was sitting not far away and had been flipping through a magazine, stood up and walked out with Yang Dongxu.

In the evening, when I got home, my parents made soup and asked about my son’s affairs at school.

Then the son was sent to tutor by Zhou Yala.

It is true that Zhou Ya did not enroll Wen Chen in any cram school or interest class, but as long as she was at home, she would personally be the teacher to teach little Wen Chen what to learn, and she also made a detailed study plan for her son.

Faced with a mother who is so willing to teach, Xiao Wenchen probably prefers a lot of teachers in cram schools.

At around nine o'clock at night, Wenchen went to bed on time, and Zhou Ya walked out of the bathroom after taking a shower and putting on a facial mask.

"Mom said he would go two days early, and Bai Qian also planned to go two days early."

"Why don't you ask my little sister and eldest sister's family if they want to go there in advance? When the time comes, let the plane take a turn and take my mother and little sister's family to fly to Chengdu first, and then fly to Xiangjiang from there."

"I asked, and the younger sister's side can go there in advance. The elder sister's side is the same as ours. You have to wait until the children are on vacation before you can go there.

Moreover, my brother-in-law and my brother-in-law couldn’t go there because Xiaocheng said that the farmhouse was too busy during the National Day. My brother-in-law was also worried about seeing the farms leave. So I had to go there with my little sister and my eldest sister.”

"If you don't want to go, don't go. It just so happens that I can save some money." Yang Dongxu said jokingly.

However, neither the brother-in-law nor the brother-in-law will go, so Yang Dongxu will have to go fishing with his father.

After all, they were the only two who didn't know how to play. Mom, Zhou Ya and other women took their children to play with a group of people, and they only had the life to carry their bags, so it was better to stay away when the time came.

"How is the issue of teacher establishment and salary resolved for the supporting education side?" Yang Dongxu couldn't help but ask.

This year, starting from September 1, the school semester, the country has fully implemented the new rule that nine years of compulsory education will be free of fees.

After the promulgation of this regulation, it is certainly a good thing for school-age children across the country, but it will undoubtedly add some pressure to the education system.

Because after tuition is fully waived, teachers’ salaries will all depend on allocations from superiors. Therefore, the inventory of in-service teachers will undoubtedly be stricter at this time.

After all, schools have begun to stop collecting tuition fees, and the funding pressure on the Ministry of Education has doubled. It is no longer possible for people to occupy positions and earn free wages.

Therefore, issues related to the review and compilation of teacher qualification certificates need to be re-entered into the system and assigned to the responsible person.

Most of the supporting teachers are not regular teachers, so the problem of salary payment needs to be solved urgently.

"Everything is done and there is no problem. We will still follow the previous plan. The superior will allocate part of it and the Runyu Fund will subsidize part. After the teaching support is over, the conditions for obtaining a place in the classroom remain unchanged."

"That's good." Yang Dongxu nodded.

Then the cell phone on the bedside table vibrated, and he raised his eyebrows when he saw the caller ID was Sun Yang.

"What's the matter? Are you still calling at this hour?"

"Boss, log on to other portals and check the news. It was about the Prince Tianhua collision incident that was the headline in the Shanghai news yesterday."

"Other portals?" Yang Dongxu noticed something wrong in this sentence.

Although 361 is not a portal website now, it is better than a portal website. If there is any big news, the news push on the homepage of 361 will be very popular.

"Some people also posted news to 361, but I immediately blocked it. Please read the news on other portals first. I can explain this matter clearly in one or two sentences."

Yang Dongxu got up from the bed and put on his slippers.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Ya noticed something was wrong with her husband's expression.

"Maybe something happened, but I don't know exactly what happened." Yang Dongxu raised his eyebrows.

Yesterday, Wu Sheng took a transcript of the boat incident, and today the police came in person to take a transcript for him. Everything was normal.

He didn't know why Sun Yang, who was far away in Hangzhou, would call him specifically at this time to let him watch the news.