Please Do Not Disturb My Cultivation

Lin Wen raised his eyes and saw that the aura of Director Huang Mingxiao was blue and white, like floating clouds covering the sun, and like a cloud tower falling to the ground, but there were a few cracks spreading on the tower.

Generally speaking, it should show that character is trustworthy and ability can be trusted, but there are more details that I can’t understand. The meanings represented by the combination are ever-changing, which makes Lin Wen scratching his head.

Forget it, anyway, just know that his character and ability are fine.

After Lin Wen watched it for less than 5 seconds, he turned off the spell.

[Looking at Qi and Watching People] The remaining time is less than 50 minutes, so we must save some time.

If Huang Mingxiao can be trusted, then this plan can be trusted, and he doesn't need to waste his soul to use [Immortal Guidance].

Thinking of this, Lin Wen said: "You should study it carefully, be sure to consider all the details clearly, make it perfect, and then send the list to the financial department."

"Yes, the county chief!" Huang Mingxiao said loudly.

Lin Wendao: "Then what's the second question?"

The director and deputy director looked at each other and said together: "Lack of manpower!"

Zhang Qiaohe, the deputy director, said: "Currently, from top to bottom, there are only a total of more than 500 staff members, including those who are temporarily arrested. On average, each person has to take care of 600 victims. The work tasks are very heavy. Many plans are difficult to implement."

Lin Wen nodded: "Don't worry, I have formed a working group and will bring people over tomorrow. The manpower problem should be resolved."

Huang Mingxiao was very happy, since he took over the work of the victims, he has not been so happy for a long time.

He felt that the new sheriff was a savior sent from heaven to save them, and he piled up all the other problems.

Most of them are management problems of the victims. For example, there are several better resettlement sites, but the victims are reluctant to go because they are in low-lying places, and they only want to stay in high places. In the end, they have no choice but to change the plan.

For example, there are obvious dangers on the embankment, the wind is strong and the humidity is heavy, and sleeping on it is easy to get sick, but countless people want to go up the embankment every day.

And so on, Lin Wen's head was about to explode.

Even experienced civil affairs officials can't handle nightmare-level government affairs, let alone a nerd. His only advantage is that he has authority and Huang Mingxiao doesn't. If authority can't solve the problem, then Lin Wen can't help it.

Unless he is willing to be tough.

According to past experience, if you use [Immortal Guidance] to be tough, there are so many problems, it is probably a huge number.

But Lin Wen still tried it.

"What is the easiest and cheapest way to solve these problems?"

Consumption: 10% Yuanshen.

Huh?

Lin Wen was taken aback, there is such a thing?

If he wanted to ask questions like this before, it would definitely be a huge number that would blind one's eyes.

Is it actually simple for me to solve these problems?

The consumption is so low, even if it's just because of curiosity, Lin Wen directly chooses to consume Yuanshen to execute the spell.

After reading the answer, Lin Wen was silent for a few seconds, and said with everyone's expectant eyes.

"You copied thousands of copies of the front page headline of the 81st issue of the Imperial newspaper, sent them to the victims, and sent someone to preach and read."

"Additional information should be added on the copy: the imperial hero Lin Wen has been crowned as the governor of Changshan County, and he will soon arrive in his faithful Paris. No, it is the embankment blessed by God, praying for the disaster victims."

After listening to his words, everyone was puzzled by Monk Zhang Er. The deputy director Zhang Qiaohe asked: "Mr. Lin, what's the use of this? Is there anything written on the front page of issue 81?"

Huang Mingxiao persuaded: "What we say is useless, and they don't know what to read in the newspaper. Few people here read the Imperial newspaper, and not many of the disaster victims can read."

Lin Wen said a famous saying lightly: "This is part of the plan."

"Just do as you please. Well, your question is over, let's discuss the most critical issue now,"

"How to build a new home?"

Huang Mingxiao immediately returned to work and explained the original reconstruction plan to Lin Wen in detail.

Due to the large amount of sediment in the Tianjiang River, it is very difficult to restore the flooded areas.

They decided to open new land and rebuild villages and towns in the newly designated seven areas as their new homes.

The specific site selection and planning were determined by Huang Mingxiao. He explained it very carefully, expressing every idea and every consideration when it was first formulated.

The whole project is divided into three phases.

In the first phase, everyone has roof tiles to cover their heads. In the second phase, everyone has a haven to shelter from the wind. In the third phase, everyone has a home to fight for.

The Seventh Construction Group gave a quotation, the first phase was 270 million, the second phase was 1.9 billion, and the third phase was about 3.5 billion.

Obviously, the fat man's little money is only enough to fill the gaps between his teeth.

Lin Wen found that he was still too naive.

There will be another round of money planning.

But the problem is that his bidding is essentially a fraud, just taking advantage of poor information. Now that the information about the update of the main empire plan has already spread, it is difficult for him to deceive anyone.

Thinking of this, Lin Wen felt a little regretful, but the matter had come to an end, and there was nothing to regret.

"Take me on a field trip."

Lin Wen told Huang Mingxiao that he decided to come up with a complete plan first, and maybe the money problem would be solved by himself.

"Including all the alternative areas, read them all."

Huang Mingxiao readily agreed, and after he arranged the next job with others, he went out with Lin Wen.

When going out, Lin Wen said to Xiao Li who was still there stupidly: "Xiao Li, you are the mayor of Changle Town now, work hard and try your best to cooperate with their work."

Xiao Li just woke up like a dream, and cried out loudly: "Really, you really became the sheriff!" He pulled Lin Wen to wipe his snot and tears on his clothes: "You will help us in the future! Help us! Changle Town is too miserable!"

Huang Mingxiao also interjected: "This young man is very capable, he has helped us a lot these days."

Lin Wen struggled to break away from Xiao Li's snot attack, and got into Huang Mingxiao's off-road vehicle. There were barren mountains and mountains behind him, and it was difficult for his special car to pass.

Under the leadership of Huang Mingxiao, Lin Wen spent six hours inspecting all the planned areas, and took a look at the situation of the temporary resettlement sites.

The plight of the victims was much more serious than he had imagined. They slept in huge collective tents, pale and emaciated, lifeless, with nothing but numbness in their eyes.

Due to the lack of food, they can only lie still most of the time, their clothes have not been changed since the night of the flood, and everyone is mixed with mud, water and dust, like worms in a dried swamp.

Whenever they passed the resettlement site, they could always hear crying, some were adults, some were children, and most were women.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, the inspection was over.

Lin Wen was not in a good mood, after saying goodbye to Huang Mingxiao, he took a special car and returned to Huai Town.