The Richest Man Yang Fei

In the spring of 1996, the Jixi area in the southern province was raining continuously, and mountain floods broke out in many places.

On the night when Yang Fei was about to leave Jixi, the sky seemed to be torn open a big hole, the thunder exploded one after another, and the lightning was like a dragon swimming between the sky and the earth.

The torrential rain made the window lattices crack.

Yang Fei slept until midnight, when he woke up suddenly, a figure of lightning came through the window covered with curtains.

He got up and wanted to turn on the light, but found that there was a power outage. He touched the window, drew the curtains, and opened a window. The wind and rain rushed in like waves.

Yang Fei quickly closed the window.

There was a noise outside.

Yang Fei went out and asked, "An Ran?"

An Ran hummed: "You're awake too."

Yang Fei said: "It was a big thunderstorm just now."

An Ran said: "I also woke up just now. With such a heavy rain, there won't be floods, right?"

Yang Fei said, "It's hard to say."

An Ran walked to Xiang Qiao's door, took a look inside, and said with a smile: "This little girl, slept soundly."

Yang Fei chuckled: "A carefree age."

An Ran asked, "Does your foot still hurt?"

Yang Fei said: "It's much better. I've walked too much these days, and I'm a little sore, but my body is healthier."

An Ran said: "Let me rub it for you again, don't fall into any root cause. My grandfather is an old Chinese doctor, and he taught me the massage techniques of Chinese medicine."

This black light is blind, the two woke up for a while and couldn't fall asleep, so they sat down in the living room.

An Ran helped Yang Fei press his legs.

Yang Fei used to go to wash feet often, and there is a footwashing city under the name of his bosom friend. As soon as An Ran started, he knew that she was really a professional, and every press was just right, and the severity was appropriate.

"Don't move." An Ran said.

Yang Fei said: "Itchy.

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An Ran chuckled and said, "Your legs also itch?"

Yang Fei said: "It's strange, it doesn't usually itch."

An Ran said: "I heard people say that if you have special feelings for another person, he will itch wherever he touches you."

Yang Fei let out an uh, but didn't dare to answer the words.

After a while, Yang Fei lay comfortably on the sofa and fell asleep.

An Ran couldn't help but smile when she heard his slight snoring, she brought a quilt and covered Yang Fei. Someone was talking with her just now, and she was in good spirits, but now she was alone, surrounded by darkness, and she soon became sleepy, and fell asleep when she leaned against him.

The next morning, when Yang Fei woke up, he felt someone pressing down beside him. He reached out and touched An Ran's full head of hair.

An Ran moved her body and woke up, the two looked at each other and smiled.

At this time, Xiang Qiao walked in from the outside, and said nonchalantly, "Boss, the hotel manager just said that a huge torrent broke out, and the danger outside is unknown. Please don't go out today."

Yang Fei was surprised: "Really? What about Wu Ji and the others? Are you going back to the provincial capital today?"

Xiang Qiao said, "I don't know about this, I'll go and find out."

Yang Fei hummed.

Xiang Qiao turned around and went out.

An Ran whispered: "It's over, your secretary saw us sleeping together, what would she think?"

Yang Fei said, "It's okay."

After inquiring clearly, Xiang Qiao came back and said, "Boss, Wu Ji and the others decided to go back to the provincial capital. He has an important meeting to attend this afternoon."

Yang Fei said: "Then let's go back too!"

Xiang Qiao said: "Boss, there was a heavy rain last night and there was a lot of water. Let's wait one more day before leaving?"

Yang Fei said: "It's okay, we are taking the provincial road. Even if there are occasional accidents like landslides, it won't have a big impact."

Xiang Qiao said: "Okay then, I'll ask them to bring breakfast, let's go after eating."

Wu Sansheng did not follow the advice of his subordinates and insisted on returning to the provincial capital.

For the afternoon meeting, all provincial leaders must be present. This is a rule set by him himself, and the afternoon meeting is of great importance, so he has to return.

At eight o'clock sharp, the convoy departed from Jixi Hotel.

To Yang Fei's surprise, only Xu Zhonghua came to see him off, but Wang Haijun was nowhere to be seen.

Such an important farewell, Wang Haijun was absent?

Although Wu Sansheng didn't say anything, Yang Fei caught the faint unhappiness in his heart.

The rain is still falling, covering the sky and covering the earth, as if to submerge the earth.

Xu Zhonghua kept guests again and again, but Wu Sansheng refused all of them, saying: "I asked about the provincial capital, only the Jixi area has heavy rain, and it will be fine if you go out of the Jixi area."

The convoy was driving slowly, the wiper was shaking back and forth crazily, and the rain was constantly blowing.

Yang Fei's car followed Wu Sansheng's convoy.

The urban area is smooth all the way, and there are not many vehicles on the rainy street except for an occasional bus.

Xu Zhonghua was worried, and to show his respect, he followed him all the way, saying that he would send him to the border of Jixi.

The convoy got on the provincial road and accelerated.

There were not many cars on the provincial road, and a layer of water accumulated on the ground, overflowing the road and flowing to both sides.

The wheels passed by quickly, splashing waves all the way.

After driving for half an hour, the car in front suddenly stopped.

Ma Feng stopped far away and said, "Young Master Fei, there seems to be an accident."

With the experience last time, Yang Fei was used to it, so he hummed.

Xu Zhonghua and others got out of the car and ran to the front to check the situation.

It was still a landslide. This accident was more serious than the last time, and the entire road was interrupted.

Wu Sansheng sat in the car and asked Xu Zhonghua outside the car window: "How long will it take to unblock?"

Xu Zhonghua was about to answer when he saw Wang Haijun running over in a raincoat.

Wang Haijun's eyes were red and his face was haggard. He ran to Wu Sansheng's car, stretched out two fingers, and said loudly, "Wu Ji! Just wait another twenty minutes!"

Wu Sanxing asked, "Why are you here?"

Wang Haijun said: "Last night at three o'clock in the morning, I received a call to report that there was a landslide on the provincial road, so I rushed over to deal with it, for the sake of safety and smooth flow today."

Wu Sansheng shrugged his brows: "Really? Comrade Navy, you have worked hard."

Wang Haijun said: "It's not hard. There are many mountain graves in this area. Every year during the Ching Ming Festival, there will be wildfires. I have strictly ordered that fireworks and firecrackers are prohibited. In addition, Boss Yang also promised to plant evergreen forests in this area to keep the water and soil stable. .There will be no more accidents like this in the future.”

Wu Sansheng's face softened, and he smiled slightly: "The work of fire prevention is a very important task, and we must always pay close attention to it."

Xu Zhonghua said teasingly: "At midnight, everyone is sleeping soundly, but you came here to direct emergency rescue and disaster relief."

Wang Haijun said indifferently: "It rained continuously, and it rained heavily last night. I was afraid that there would be an accident today that would block the traffic, so I arranged for people to patrol the area early on. If there is any danger, I will be notified immediately."

Xu Zhonghua was stunned, thinking that this Wang Haijun would really flatter him!

However, this is a reward for hard work, and you have no way to envy it.

Wu Sansheng said approvingly: "Comrade Navy is good!"

Wang Haijun glanced at Yang Fei's car behind him, thinking that thanks to Yang Fei's reminder!

It's good to be able to get the leader to say something. All this hard work has not been in vain.