Upon hearing Long Yue's order, Zhao Honghai froze on the spot.
How could a mere geological testing supervisor be responsible for such an important matter?
Zhao Honghai's face flushed red as he looked for the senior leader in charge of geological safety in the room, but he saw that his boss was sitting in his seat as if nothing had happened, watching Long Yue clapping silently.
"I……"
Zhao Honghai wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Long Yue.
"Old Zhao, you can definitely do this well! General Manager Sun often talks about you to me! You absolutely can't let us down!"
"But……"
"There's no 'buts'! Just do it! If you need anything, just tell Mr. Sun, and he'll give you everything you need!"
Zhao Honghai felt like an innocent bystander caught in the crossfire. Such an important matter, and Long Yue had only held such a simple meeting before deciding to entrust it to him? If something went wrong, or if any loopholes weren't plugged, he might be truly finished.
The thought of those videos showing water seepage sent chills down Zhao Honghai's spine. After recovering from the shock, Zhao Honghai's mind was already racing, trying to figure out how to handle this mission.
After the meeting ended, the senior leaders who attended basically did nothing except show up, express their agreement, and applaud. On the contrary, the lower-level managers were assigned relatively important tasks.
Given the severe water seepage in the urban area, evacuation efforts need to be carried out as quickly as possible.
Moreover, many areas in the city still have zombie problems, and now there is also the issue of water seepage in the urban area. Zhao Honghai felt that the people in the city were likely to be in grave danger. If the situation was not handled properly, they would all be wiped out if a large-scale zombie virus outbreak occurred.
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, but Zhao Honghai had already been forced to accept the task, so he could only grit his teeth and stop.
Long Yue was the first to leave the conference room, followed by the other leaders.
The remaining junior managers all walked up to Zhao Honghai.
"Old Zhao, don't worry, if you need anything from us brothers, just let us know! We definitely won't stand idly by!"
"That's right! Old Zhao, let's all work together to figure this out! Just let me know how you need our cooperation!"
"These damn leaders, not one of them is willing to take on any real responsibility! I really wonder if their brains are filled with shit! Bastards!"
"Old Zhao, don't be nervous! Do your best! Even if you can't finish, they should know!"
"..."
Everyone indignantly tried to comfort Zhao Honghai, but he remained in a daze and didn't listen at all.
When Zhao Honghai got home that evening, he collapsed onto the bed.
Seeing this, his wife came over, gently pushed open the door, and looked at Old Zhao.
"Old Zhao, what's wrong? Are you tired from work? Let me boil some water for you to take a bath!"
Zhao Honghai waved his hand dismissively, head down, "No need! I'll just lie down for a bit!"
His wife could only step forward and gently pat his back. She didn't know much about Zhao Honghai's work, so she didn't know how to comfort him. She could only try her best to keep Zhao from worrying about things at home.
During dinner, Zhao Honghai's wife called him several times before he finally came out of the bedroom.
He casually picked up his chopsticks and kept stirring the food in the plate. Normally, his wife would definitely hit him with the chopsticks, since rummaging through the food in the plate with chopsticks is really not polite.
But today, his wife didn't say anything. She vaguely sensed that something was wrong with Lao Zhao. Normally, even if he encountered something big, he would always greet her with a smile when he came home and would never bring work-related matters home. But Lao Zhao's unusual behavior today made his wife feel that something important was about to happen.
A short while later, the sound of the door opening came from outside.
"Our son is coming! Take care of yourself!"
"Um!"
Old Zhao replied in a muffled voice.
Just then, his wife saw her exhausted son return and reached out to help him take down his briefcase.
"Son, how was your day?"
The son said with a smile, "Today was great! Oh, by the way! I just got a job! It's in the city center! I can get thirty catties of grain every day! I've signed up!"
"Wow! Really? Such a great job!"
"Yes! A few of my friends came with me! Let's call it a day! This job might be..."
However, before the son could finish speaking, a sound of banging on the table came from inside the restaurant.
The son stood to the side and looked inside in surprise, then looked at his mother.
"What's wrong with Dad today? Did you two have a fight?"
Zhao Honghai's wife quickly whispered, "Your dad wasn't acting right when he came home today, so don't talk back to him!"
"Oh, I see!"
So the two of them went inside.
Zhao Honghai had his hands on his knees, and the bowl and chopsticks in front of him had been overturned.
Zhao Honghai's wife quickly went over to pack her things.
"Old Zhao, be careful!" his wife gently reminded him.
The son, standing to the side, thought he had done something wrong, but relying on the fact that he was an adult, he stubbornly craned his neck to see what his father would say.
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