Reborn as a Noble's Son

From Yunhai Villa in Xishan District to Textile City in Nicheng District, it passes through almost the entire Lianglu City District, a distance of more than 20 kilometers. When Nie Zhenbang and others arrived here, it was already almost 20 minutes later. .

In the night, the six-story office building of Textile City No. 1 Factory was now filled with thick smoke and fire. There were red fire trucks parked all around. Many firefighters and armed police soldiers were busy evacuating the crowd, connecting water sources, and spraying water on the office building from all directions.

Warning cordons have been set up all around. The police lights were flashing, and many [civilian] policemen were on duty nearby. Keep onlookers and passing vehicles away.

I saw Nie Zhenbang and others walking in front, followed by the commander of the military division and the director of the Public Security Bureau. The [civilian] policeman on duty, after saluting, immediately opened a path for Nie Zhenbang and others.

Just walked into the factory area.

A major soldier in military uniform had already come forward. Saluted: "Commander, our unit received the fire alarm call twenty minutes ago. We rushed to the scene within five minutes. At present, the fire has been initially controlled. The cause of the fire is still under further investigation." Peng Kaibao returned received a military salute. He looked at the office building with gloomy eyes. At this moment, more than a dozen water cannons were suppressing him from all directions. The open flames have been initially controlled on the periphery.

A lot of thick smoke and dust shot straight into the sky. However, in the inner area of ​​the office building, open flames can be seen rushing up from time to time.

"Jiang Zhiyong, I don't care what method you use, 1 must put out the fire as soon as possible. Now, can people go up on the floor? Let the soldiers put on gas masks and be given oxygen. Enter the floor and carry out local extinguishing. It must be done in the shortest possible time. Put out the fire. This is an order!" Peng Kaibao pondered for a moment. The decision was made immediately.

After Jiang Zhiyong left, Peng Kaibao walked up to Nie Zhenbang and said in a deep voice: "Mayor, this fire is strange."

Nie Zhenbang also knew the strangeness of this fire. However, after hearing this, he still looked over. At this moment, Nie Zhenbang also wanted to hear the opinions of professionals.

Next to him, Peng Kaibao also said in a deep voice: "Mayor, several enterprises in Qingzhu City have always been key fire prevention units in our city. Veils and silkworm silt are all flammable items. For this reason, our armed police fire department has also specially dispatched We have formed a work team to regularly carry out fire prevention knowledge promotion and inspection of fire protection work in the three factories of China Textile City. It can be said that every building in China Textile City has undergone strict fire inspection. In other words, as long as there is a fire It is doubtful that part-time firefighters from the textile factory can quickly put out the fire at the first sign.”

After a pause, Peng Kaibao looked at the still burning building and continued: "In addition, now we have more than a dozen water cannons to suppress the fire. The fire outside has been extinguished, but there are still open flames coming out of the building from time to time. This is not normal. . This situation is very similar to the burning situation of gasoline." It is said that the speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional. Peng Kaibao hadn't even realized this yet, but Nie Zhenbang frowned. Could it be that Wu Aijun set the fire deliberately. Is the purpose to destroy evidence so that the working group cannot take action?

Thinking of this situation, Nie Zhenbang said in a deep voice: "Lao Peng, after the fire is put out, your people will immediately seal off the scene and conduct a strict investigation into the cause of the fire. We must find out the cause of the fire. This is related to our overall situation." , do you understand?"

As soon as Nie Zhenbang finished speaking, there was a sound from the outside. He looked sideways and saw that under the leadership of Fan Changsheng, Li Guohua, Huang Junshan, Li Xiaoqin and the Municipal Party Committee Secretary-General Hu Youquan all walked in. These four people can be regarded as Fan Changsheng's direct subordinates.

Before Fan Changsheng arrived, a voice came over: "Mayor Nie is really fast. How is the situation? Has the situation been controlled?"

Fan Changsheng's expression and tone made it impossible for Nie Zhenbang to understand Fan Changsheng's meaning. This incident happened too suddenly. At the time of the fire, the deeper consideration was another aspect. Regarding the issue of Textile City, would there be any problems? Municipal Party Committee leaders are involved.

In other words, this is also a habit Nie Zhenbang developed when he was working at the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection. After pondering for a while, he slowly said: "The fire has been initially controlled. However, according to the report, the location of the fire is the archives room on the third floor. In this way, the No. 1 Textile Factory has been I'm afraid the financial data and various materials have been destroyed. The investigation of this working group is an irreparable loss. It will definitely affect the investigation work of the working group." After saying this, Nie Zhenbang's eyes were watching closely. Fan Changsheng et al. However, Nie Zhenbang was a little disappointed. Fan Changsheng and others had dull faces and no reaction. They were not anxious that the sudden fire would affect the working group's investigation, nor were they happy that the working group's investigation had reached a deadlock.

At this time, Wu Aijun, the director of the No. 1 Light Textile Factory, walked out of nowhere with a guilty look on his face. As soon as he walked in front of Fan Changsheng and Nie Zhenbang, he lowered his posture, bowed slightly, and his face With an expression of fear, he said: "Secretary Fan, Mayor Nie, I have reported to the municipal party committee and government, and I asked the organization to punish me. At work, I made careless mistakes. I failed to emphasize the prevention of disasters. Consciousness, resulting in such irreparable losses, brought the working group's investigation to a deadlock. This is my responsibility, and I request organizational punishment! "Nie Zhenbang has a very bad view of this Wu Aijun. This person is too much. Slick, last time, the luxurious conference room of the No. 1 Textile Factory gave Nie Zhenbang a preconceived view. He glanced at Wu Aijun, who was wearing branded clothes. The concept of brand has only just emerged in China.

From this point, it is enough to prove that Wu Aijun has an arrogant and corrupt lifestyle. After Wu Aijun finished speaking, Nie Zhenbang also said: "Director Wu, it is good to have this awareness. How did you arrange it? Didn't you arrange security personnel in the office building on weekdays? The fire had already spread, so you called the fire alarm. , what do the security guards and factory firefighters do?

As the factory director, you must have an unshirkable responsibility. "

As soon as he finished speaking, a voice rang from the side: "Mayor Nie, are these words too serious? Director Wu has leadership responsibilities, that's true. However, the duty arrangements and other arrangements have been made. Yes, when it comes to responsibility, it’s the on-duty personnel who neglected their duties. What you say will probably chill the hearts of the comrades at the grassroots level below.”

Following the sound, Huang Junshan looked over. His gaze did not flinch, everyone was a member of the Standing Committee, and Huang Junshan was not afraid of Nie Zhenbang at all.

Is Huang Junshan's outburst aimed at himself, or is there something hidden in it? While he was thinking about it, Fan Changsheng said next to him: "It seems that the fire has been brought under control. In another half hour, it will probably be extinguished. In this way, let's hold a standing committee meeting overnight."

Anything involving China Textile City is not a trivial matter. Now, China Textile City is at a critical moment of reorganization and merger. In addition, several working groups have moved in, but a fire suddenly broke out. Due to emotions and reasons, It is inevitable to convene the Standing Committee. When Fan Changsheng proposed it, no one objected.

Nie Zhenbang also walked up to Chen Le at this moment and whispered: "Old Chen, this fire came out of nowhere. Here, you arrange manpower to protect the fire scene and investigate it as soon as possible. This matter is not that Simple."

After giving the instructions, Nie Zhenbang also left in the car. In the small meeting room of the Municipal Party Committee, at this moment,

The heating in the room was on full blast and the exhaust fan was turned on.

Standing committee meetings are held in the evening. This is not the only time in Liangxi City. All standing committee members are used to it. In the conference room, many members of the Standing Committee puffed away smoke to suppress fatigue and boost their spirits.

Before the meeting, the standing committee members gathered together in twos and threes and communicated quietly. Huang Junshan, Li Xiaoqin and Hu Youquan were discussing something in a low voice at the moment. Zhao Xintian was talking to Wen Yuhe at the moment, while Huang Jiang was communicating quietly with Ye Zhengwen, but Lei Dingguo was alone, sitting peacefully on his own seat, closing his eyes and concentrating.

Nie Zhenbang was drawing something in his notebook at the moment. On the blank paper, some words were written, including the Discipline Inspection Commission investigation team, the reorganization of the Textile Group, the fire, financial information, Huang Junshan, Wu Aijun, etc. At such a critical moment, everything was burned down with a fire. Here, there is something to say If there was nothing strange, Nie Zhenbang would never believe it.

Next to him, Li Guohua looked calm and calm. Since his work was adjusted and sidelined, Li Guohua has become much more low-key during this period. During meetings, he rarely expresses his opinions.

Fan Changsheng also walked in from the outside with a notebook at this moment. His face was expressionless and he could not see any emotional fluctuations. At Fan Changsheng's level, he could not express his emotions and anger. This was considered a basic skill. In this regard, Fan Changsheng was undoubtedly the best. Well done.

After looking around at everyone, Fan Changsheng immediately said: "I believe that everyone at UU Reading www.uukanshu.net has also received the news.

A fire broke out in the No. 1 Textile Factory. The cause of the fire is yet to be determined by the fire department. This fire burned the financial data of the No. 1 Light Textile Factory over the years, and the working group's investigation also reached a deadlock. Now, let me first ask Comrade Dingguo to talk about the working group's investigation. "

Listening to Fan Changsheng's words, Lei Dingguo raised his head and looked around at everyone. As the Secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission, Lei Dingguo has never been popular in the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee. Lei Dingguo is too upright. Yes, if you decide on something, you must move forward bravely. Never back down. In this way, Lei Dingguo can naturally offend people. However, the position he holds is intimidating.

Therefore, over a long period of time, Lei Dingguo developed a solitary character.

"The investigation in the Textile City is still in the stage of collecting and collecting evidence. At present, the situation is considered normal. The response from the employees is not great. This fire is fatal to us. I It is recommended that those responsible for the fire be dealt with seriously and Wu Aijun be held accountable for his leadership." From the beginning, Lei Dingguo's words shocked the audience. There was silence in the conference room.

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