Please Do Not Disturb My Cultivation

After dealing with another trivial matter, Lin Wen felt very tired.

Although he still wanted to continue working, he couldn't hold on mentally, and only 3% of his soul was left.

Must rest.

Otherwise, the primordial spirit can't be recovered, and it's really unbearable to keep consuming good fortune to use spells.

Lin Wen thought to himself, turned around and lay down on the big chair, and fell asleep in the blink of an eye.

Resting on time is also a kind of practice.

the next day.

Lin Wen opened his eyes, and the warm sun shone on his face from the window, as if caressing gently.

Yuanshen: 14%.

good.

After Lin Wen hastily dealt with his personal problems, he immediately started working.

First, I called the Material Management Office of the County Government Office and told them to prepare the existing infrastructure materials in the warehouse and transport them to Changle Town.

He also found the guard Fang Dashan and told him to immediately gather all the soldiers in Changshan County and prepare to go to Changle Town to assist in the reconstruction work.

Fang Dashan was shocked when he heard the news.

In his thinking, there has never been such a thing as soldiers helping refugees rebuild their homes. To mobilize the imperial army to assist in the rebuilding work, it can only maintain order.

And this work is generally in charge of by the security department, unless there is a large-scale turmoil and the security department is unable to handle it, it will mobilize troops to suppress it.

Therefore, Fang Dashan's first thought when he heard the order was that there was a riot, and the imperial soldiers should be dispatched to suppress it.

This was the last thing Fang Dashan wanted to see, because he didn't get much credit for suppressing the refugee riots. If anything went wrong, the crime would be very serious, and 99% of the time he would be blamed.

However, it is impossible to do nothing, which means that he has blatantly disobeyed orders, and the general county chief is fine. This county chief has the power of restraint.

Unlike the inland officials, Fang Dashan, as an imperial military officer, had fought on the border and had a very clear understanding of Jieduquan.

This is also the reason why Fang Dashan immediately fell to the county chief's side as soon as he saw the Jieduquan document.

Of course, Lin Wen’s original intention was not like this, and Fang Dashan couldn’t understand Lin Wen’s true intention. After all, according to the imperial practice, even emergency disaster relief was done by the imperial engineering soldiers, and the imperial soldiers were only responsible for maintaining order at most.

As for the reconstruction work, it has nothing to do with the army. It is done by a special construction team, and there is no such thing as imperial soldiers.

This is also in line with the fact that the military is essentially a violent institution. After all, looking at the whole world with exceptions, for three thousand years, there is only one family, and there is no other semicolon.

Therefore, Fang Dashan, who mistakenly believed that the situation was extremely serious, immediately returned to the imperial garrison in Changshan County, and sounded an emergency assembly order.

It has to be said that Fang Dashan's professional ability is still very strong. In less than fifteen minutes, a team of nearly 3,000 people has been assembled.

Then Fang Dashan called the sheriff's office anxiously, asking for instructions.

Lin Wen only replied with four words.

"Let's go now."

Fang Dashan had no choice but to bite the bullet, ordered the troops to be fully armed, boarded the troop truck, and set off for Changle Town.

At the same time, through Li Xiaoli, a temporary worker, Lin Wen transferred another 100 staff members from various departments of the county government hall to assist in the work in Changle Town.

Since Lin Wen had just established his prestige, holding a soldier in one hand and Jieduquan in the other, no one dared to complain for the time being.

Lin Wen finished arranging the work, took the special car, packed lightly, and arrived in Changle Town first.

Immediately after, they found Huang Mingxiao who was buried in a pile of paper documents in the compound of the temporary headquarters.

"Sheriff Lin..."

Huang Mingxiao had two big dark circles under his eyes, and he looked like he hadn't slept all night. He seemed to have a lot to say, but Lin Wen spoke first.

"Time is limited, I will talk about it as soon as possible, please remember."

Lin Wen spread out the map and began to explain the fairy's plan.

"All the old sites will be overthrown, and I will build a new town as a new home for the disaster victims."

"The center point is here."

Lin Wen poked his finger on the map, attracting Huang Mingxiao's attention like a magnet.

He forgot everything he wanted to say, and only focused on Sheriff Lin's next words.

The staff who have been with Director Huang for a long time know that when it comes to reconstruction work, the director is like this, and he has to put aside the big things for a while.

"Connect here, connect here again."

Lin Wen moved his finger to a hilltop between Dongdaokou and Niujiao Village, and then to the embankment of Changpai Village.

"Form a triangular area, the base point is Changle Town, a total of 11 villages in one town, all merged to establish a new town."

"The new town is divided into three districts, Changle District, Niujiao District and Changpai District, which were expanded from Changle Town, Niujiao Village and Changpai Village respectively."

"The new plan is as follows."

Lin Wen began to explain in detail the specific details, construction sequence and plan, materials used, possible difficulties encountered and ways to overcome them.

Huang Mingxiao was confused and confused at first, then stunned, amazed, shocked, and then endlessly confused again. The new plan is so detailed, it seems that Sheriff Lin really witnessed the whole process of it from scratch, and participated in it, personally designed it, and personally directed it.

But again, this is impossible, and now this thriving, uniform new town, only the mud and dust are actually there.

Lin Wen had been talking for twenty minutes before he finished reading. His mouth was already so parched that he picked up a glass of water and drank it all in one gulp.

While Lin Wen was drinking water, Huang Mingxiao finally had the time to interject.

"Sheriff Lin, this, this design is too detailed, where did you get it from?"

Lin Wenwen said: "One of my classmates, Zhang Jinglai, who did not want to be named, worked at the Asli Design Institute in Los Kalos Lusaka after graduation. I asked him to do it."

Huang Mingxiao looked shocked: "Your classmate is really amazing, there Sa, uh, the design institute is really too professional, it is indeed a top world-renowned design institute. This plan is too delicate, and the details are so detailed, I have never dared to think about it before."

Only those who have done it know how many details there are in a huge project involving 300,000 people from design to implementation, and how many revisions have to be made along the way.

This is a field that is difficult for normal people to reach, and Huang Mingxiao's previous reconstruction plan was very self-aware. Their plan was only rough and rough. They chose a piece of land and built a house on it. As long as it can shelter from wind and rain, and can guarantee basic life, it will be fine.

Even so, from site selection to planning, they don't know how many hairs they scratched and how many brain cells were killed.

"Then this plan must be very expensive, right? I heard that things from top design institutes are not cheap."

"Oh, I have a close relationship with my classmates, and I didn't spend any money." Lin Wen said casually.

"ah?"

Huang Mingxiao's eyes almost popped out: "No money? The design fee is less than a million. Your classmate, he, he, he..." Did you want to say it was the dean? But seeing Sheriff Lin's age, he swallowed his words again.

"Okay." Lin Wen said impatiently: "There's no time to talk about anything else, now hurry up and arrange someone to calculate the cost."

The fairy's plan can be said to be exhaustive, except that there is no price tag.

After all, it is already "minimum".

Now Lin Wen urgently needs to know its specific budget in order to prepare for the next behavior.

"wait wait wait."

Huang Mingxiao immediately interrupted Sheriff Lin's words.

"I haven't figured out this plan yet. Here, here, and here, why is it built like this, what does this pathway mean? And, and..."

Lin Wen was speechless because he didn't know either.

"Just do as you please, and I intend to understand it slowly when you have time in the future."

"Wait, wait, Chief Lin, do you need to discuss such an important matter more? Isn't it a bit, uh, hasty to make a decision so quickly?"

"Of course I don't doubt the level of the top design institutes, but they may not understand our specific situation. Let's hold a few more meetings, discuss more, and see what can be improved..."

Lin Wen was already impatient: "If you are told to do it, you will do it. Can you still believe in the plan of the gods? If something goes wrong, I will take care of it." With his backhand, he slapped the file bag containing the plan on the table, picked up a pen and wrote on the front of the file bag:

Lin Wen ordered this plan to be the only one for post-disaster reconstruction, and it cannot be changed.

Seeing that Huang Mingxiao still wanted to talk, Lin Wen sternly said, "Don't talk nonsense to me! Let's hold a few more meetings and discuss a few more times, how many days will pass? Time waits for no one! We drink tea and read newspapers in the office to brag, and the disaster victims are exposed to the sun and rain in the open air in the wilderness! Where is your conscience? Shall I cut it open for you with a knife?"

With just one sentence, Huang Mingxiao's entire mental state changed.

"Okay! With Sheriff Lin's words, even if I, Huang Mingxiao, die here, I will never complain if I am blamed in the future!"

Lin Wen nodded in satisfaction.

"Okay, hurry up and gather the staff to make a budget. Besides, didn't I send a working group over yesterday? Have you made arrangements? Now call Lei Tiantong over here, and he will be in charge of the financial affairs of the temporary headquarters from now on."

"There is also a big fat man, Yuan Zhimen. From now on, he will handle all your chores."

Lin Wen arranged several people in a row.

Huang Mingxiao hesitated for a moment, and said, "County Lin, are you planning to set up the working group above the temporary headquarters? I can trust Lao Lei's level and character. Although Yuan Zhimen is not in tune, he is good at handling these execution tasks, but others..."

Lin Wen sneered: "No, we are working together, and you are also the deputy leader of the working group. No one can interfere with you except me. Do you understand?"

Huang Mingxiao's face suddenly turned cloudy, and he said loudly: "Yes, County Chief Lin!"

"Also, many people will come to join the rebuilding work soon. The first batch of 100 workers will come soon. Remember to arrange accommodation and work for all of them."

This time, Huang Mingxiao really felt hope.

Different from the previous county chief, although the new county chief is arbitrary, he really attaches importance to the post-disaster reconstruction work, allocating funds and sending people before and after.

And act decisively, do what you say, just say yesterday morning to send people to support, three groups of people arrived in the afternoon, and someone came immediately today.

This short-staffing problem will be solved immediately.

If it was the former county chief, he might not have fulfilled his promise by sending a few people over next month.

Sheriff Lin really regarded these disaster victims as his own people, not animals that could talk and walk to pay taxes.

Moreover, Huang Mingxiao also somewhat understood how bossy Chief Lin was. Now that the situation was urgent, he really needed someone who made decisions and dared to take responsibility, not bureaucrats who pushed each other, kicked the ball, dragged the disaster victims to their deaths and were happy to relax.

That's really tragic.

The new county chief has arrived, but his habitual thinking has not changed. He is still in the mode of Zhao Ping'an's era, and he is even a little afraid of the windy new style of the new county chief.

This is not acceptable.

It's time to be liberated!

With incomparable excitement and expectation, Huang Mingxiao said loudly.

"Yes, County Chief Lin! There are many empty houses in Changle Town, and I can accommodate as many people as possible."