Zongying: A master of control starting from the fireworks of the world

"There's only one doctor here. If you take up two doctors, how can others get treatment?"

Song Yan walked over with a dark face.

"I'll be fine soon." When Xu Qin heard Song Yan's voice, she didn't turn around, but treated Meng Yanchen's wound very seriously.

Meng Yanchen was speechless. The situation was critical, but Song Yan not only did not go to save people, but also came here to cause trouble?

"Shouldn't the fire brigade's mission be to evacuate the people? How can you still have the leisure to mock others here? Besides, aren't we here to rescue the wounded?"

Gao Qilan frowned slightly.

This was her first time meeting Song Yan, and her first impression was very uncomfortable.

As a bystander, she saw Song Yan's inexplicable hostility towards Meng Yanchen. She really didn't understand. In such an urgent situation, he still wanted to step on others. What kind of mentality did this person have?

"If you had that much time, you could have saved several people." Meng Yanchen didn't want to bother with this clown at all.

Xu Qin frowned even more. Song Yan was not like this before. Why has he become so petty now?

Originally, Song Yan was furious when he saw Xu Qin bandaging Meng Yanchen, but then he was confronted by three people at the same time. He lost face instantly, snorted coldly, and left without looking back.

With the cooperation of the firefighters, everyone was transferred to a safe area. After counting the number of people, no one was found to be injured.

Everyone gathered together and discussed the earthquake.

The red flag is flying in the center, which is the people's hope and their reliance.

A 6.5-magnitude earthquake occurred in Wangxiang City, which attracted the government's high attention.

At this time, the conference room.

Li Dakang, who had just received the news, started an emergency meeting. The main content of the meeting was earthquake relief.

"When one side is in trouble, all sides will come to its aid. Comrades, the golden 72 hours, every minute that passes is equal to the passing of life. Disasters are orders, we must save people from fire and water, and save people from danger."

"Wangxiang City is the closest to Kyoto. Fire departments, medical departments, armed police forces... all units should organize earthquake relief teams as soon as possible. We don't have much time left. We must set off within two hours and rush to the front line for disaster relief!"

Secretary Li Dakang issued the order.

"Yes!"

No matter how these people fight openly or secretly in their daily lives, in the face of disaster, everyone pulls together and fights together.

After returning, all departments started emergency meetings. This disaster relief was voluntary and not mandatory.

Fire brigade.

"One two one, one two one!"

Everyone was ready and trotted to the meeting place.

"Standing!"

"Comrade Chief, all firefighters have assembled, requesting instructions!"

"Everyone is here, let's go!"

"Yes!"

At the command, everyone got on the bus.

A special lane was opened on the streets of Kyoto for fire trucks to pass through. There were hundreds of fire trucks driving one after another, which was very exciting to see.

Hospital, emergency meeting.

"Comrades, after the earthquake, the people from all walks of life were concerned. Under the unified arrangement of the municipal party committee, all units have taken action. As far as I know, the fire rescue department has sent a capable team to Wangxiang as soon as possible. Natural disasters are ruthless. This time it is not mandatory. Everyone can sign up voluntarily!"

Vice President Liu stood on the stage, looking at the medical staff below.

Hearing this, the medical staff below had solemn expressions, and many of them stood up and volunteered to sign up.

"Each department should go back and count the number of people, prepare supplies, and set off in an hour."

After the meeting, everyone quickly returned to their respective posts and began to pack up.

at the same time.

Meng family.

Meng Yanchen's injuries were not very serious. After a simple bandage, he hurried back home.

In the study, Meng Huaijin had been waiting for a long time.

"Yanchen, you're finally back. As soon as the news of the earthquake came out, there were a lot of reports on the Internet, and some companies have already started donating money."

"What about you, what are your plans?"

Meng Huaijin asked.

"Dad, I think it would be more useful if we donated supplies instead of making money."

Meng Yanchen said.

"You should know that if we donate, on the one hand, it can offset part of our company's tax, and on the other hand, people will promote us. 90% of companies in Kyoto will choose to donate."

"But donating supplies is a thankless task."

Meng Huaijin's expression was solemn. The list of donors and donating companies had been announced on the official website.

In fact, how could Meng Yanchen not understand what he said? They are businessmen, so they will naturally be more inclined to the side that is beneficial to them.

But Meng Yanchen was unwilling to do so.

If 100 million is donated, how much of it will actually fall into the hands of the victims? Meng Yanchen knew this, and Meng Huaijin naturally knew it too.

Both parties knew the truth and no one broke the window paper.

Meng Huaijin was a little surprised that he continued to do this even though he knew there was no benefit. He looked at Meng Yanchen with eyes full of approval.

If it were twenty years ago, he would have made the same decision, but as he got older, he had more concerns and no longer had the adventurous spirit he had back then.

But Meng Yanchen is different now. He not only has a business mind, but also a conscience.

"Now that you are the president of Guoguang Group, whether it is donating money or materials, you have the final say."

Meng Huaijin said.

"Before coming here, I have informed Mingyu and asked him to mobilize the existing supplies. I also sent some people to the neighboring province to buy supplies, including mineral water, instant noodles, clothes, and medical supplies..."

Meng Yanchen said.

“How much supplies do you plan to donate?”

Meng Huaijin asked.

Donating materials is important, but business development is equally important. Today's Guokun Group is in the process of transformation, but it does not have much working capital, and with the Guangmingding project, it is even more difficult.

"Five hundred million."

Meng Yanchen stretched out a hand.

This is the maximum amount of cash that their Guokun Group can squeeze out.

"Yanchen, you did a great job!"

Meng Huaijin patted Meng Yanchen on the shoulder.

Originally he was worried that the incident happened suddenly and Meng Yanchen was not prepared, so he hurriedly called him over to discuss it, but he didn't expect that Meng Yanchen had already given instructions before he came.

The mobilization speed was so fast that even he, the father, had to admit defeat.

"If there's nothing else, I'll go back to the company and keep an eye on the supplies."

Meng Yanchen said.

"Oh, right."

Just when Meng Yanchen was about to leave, Meng Huaijin suddenly remembered something and called him to stop.

"Dad, what else?"

"It's too dangerous to be on the front line. I heard that medical staff are also going there. You should say hello to Vice President Liu in advance, and don't let Qinqin follow."

Meng Huaijin said.

Meng Yanchen remembered that in the original novel, Xu Qin and Song Yan met a pregnant woman during the disaster relief. They initially determined that she had no pulse, so no rescue efforts were performed and she was directly declared dead and the baby was taken out by caesarean section.

What a cruel scene! Meng Yanchen was so angry that he wanted to smash the TV.

For the safety of the pregnant woman, Meng Yanchen really needs to greet Vice President Liu in advance.