Chapter 27 Begins
After dealing with another trivial matter, Lin Wen felt very tired.
Although he still wanted to continue working, he could no longer hold on mentally and only 3% of his soul was left.
I have to rest.
Otherwise, my soul cannot be restored, and it is really unbearable to keep consuming good karma 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 form of practice.
the next day.
Lin Wen opened his eyes, and the warm sunlight from the window shone onto his face, like Xihe's gentle caress.
Soul: 14%.
good.
Lin Wen quickly dealt with his personal issues and started working immediately.
First, he called the Material Management Office of the County Government and asked them to prepare the existing infrastructure materials in the warehouse and transport them to Changle Town.
He also found the garrison commander Fang Dashan and asked him to immediately gather all the soldiers in Changshan County and prepare to set off to Changle Town to assist in the reconstruction work.
Fang Dashan was shocked when he heard the news.
In his mind, there was no such thing as soldiers helping refugees rebuild their homes. Mobilizing the imperial army to assist in the reconstruction work could only be to maintain order.
This work is generally undertaken by the Public Security Department. Unless a large-scale riot occurs and the Public Security Department is unable to handle it, the troops will be mobilized to suppress it.
Therefore, when Fang Dashan heard the order, his first thought was that a riot had occurred and imperial soldiers had to be dispatched to suppress it.
This was the thing Fang Dashan least wanted to see, because suppressing the refugee riots did not bring much credit, but if there was any mistake, the crime would be very serious, and there was a 99% chance that he would be blamed.
However, he had no choice but to do it, as it would mean that he was openly disobeying orders. It would be fine for an ordinary county governor, but this county governor had the power of military command.
Unlike inland officials, Fang Dashan, as an imperial officer, had fought in battles on the border and had a very clear understanding of the power of Jiedushi. Those frontier officials who held the power of Jiedushi were extremely powerful. They could replace people or punish crimes at will. It was no joke and they would not listen to reason at all.
This is also the reason why Fang Dashan immediately sided with the county governor as soon as he saw the document of Jiedu power.
Of course, this was not actually Lin Wen’s original intention, and Fang Dashan could not possibly understand Lin Wen’s true intention. After all, according to imperial conventions, even emergency disaster relief and rescue operations would be done by the imperial engineers, 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 has nothing to do with imperial soldiers.
This is also consistent with the fact that the military is essentially an institution of violence. After all, there is only one exception in the world over the past three thousand years.
Therefore, Fang Dashan, who mistakenly believed that the situation was extremely serious, immediately returned to the imperial headquarters in Changshan County and sounded the emergency assembly order.
I have to say that Fang Dashan's business capabilities are still very strong. In less than fifteen minutes, a team of nearly three thousand people had assembled.
Then Fang Dashan nervously called the county governor's office and asked for instructions.
Lin Wen only replied with four words.
"Depart immediately."
Fang Dashan had no choice but to bite the bullet and order his troops to fully arm themselves, board troop transport trucks, and head towards Changle Town.
At the same time, Lin Wen, through temporary worker Li Xiaoli, transferred another 100 staff members from various departments of the County Government Office to Changle Town to assist in the work.
Since Lin Wen had just established his authority, holding both the military and the military power in one hand, no one dared to complain for the time being.
After Lin Wen finished arranging his work, he got on a special car, traveled light, and arrived in Changle Town first.
Then they found Huang Mingxiao buried in a pile of paper documents in the courtyard of the temporary command center.
"Head of County Lin..."
Huang Mingxiao had two big dark circles under his eyes and 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'll explain it as quickly as possible, please remember it."
Lin Wen spread out the map and began to explain the immortal's plan.
"All the old sites will be overturned, and I will build a new town as a new home for the 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 focused only on what County Mayor Lin said next.
All the staff who have worked with Director Huang for a long time know that whenever the topic of reconstruction comes up, the Director is like this, and no matter how big the problem is, he will put it aside for the time being.
"Connect here, then connect here."
Lin Wen moved his finger to a hill between Dongdaokou and Niujiao Village, and then to the embankment of Changpai Village.
"A triangle will be formed, with Changle Town as the base point. There will be one town and eleven villages in total. All of them will be merged to form a new town."
"The new town is divided into three districts: Changle District, Niujiao District and Changpai District. They are the expansions of Changle Town, Niujiao Village and Changpai Village respectively."
“The new plan is as follows.”
Lin Wen began to explain in detail the specific details, the construction sequence and plan, the materials used, the possible difficulties encountered and how to overcome them.
Huang Mingxiao was confused and bewildered at first, then he suddenly realized, was amazed, shocked, and then he was endlessly confused again. The new plan was so detailed, as if County Chief Lin had really witnessed the entire process from scratch, participated in it, designed it personally, and directed it personally.
But this is impossible. In this thriving and uniform new town, only mud and dust actually exist.
Lin Wen spoke for twenty minutes before he finished. He was already very thirsty, so he picked up a glass of water and drank it all in one gulp.
While Lin Wen was drinking water, Huang Mingxiao finally had time to interrupt.
"Chief Lin, this design is incredibly detailed. Where did you get it from?"
Lin Wenjian replied, "I asked Zhang Jinglai, a classmate of mine who wishes to remain anonymous, to work at the Asili Design Institute in Lissaro Carlos Lusaka after graduation. He did this for me."
Huang Mingxiao was stunned. "Your classmates are amazing! The design institute is truly professional, truly a world-renowned institution. This plan is incredibly sophisticated, with such attention to detail. I never imagined it would be possible."
Only those who have done it know how many details are involved in the design and implementation of a huge project involving 300,000 people, and how many revisions it has to go through along the way.
This is an area 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 crude. They chose a place and built a house on it. As long as it could shelter from the wind and rain and guarantee basic living, it would be fine.
Even so, this plan, from site selection to planning, has caused them so much gray hair and killed so many brain cells.
"Then this plan must be very expensive, right? I heard that things from top design institutes are not cheap."
"Oh, I have a very close relationship with my classmates, so I didn't spend any money." Lin Wen said casually.
"ah?"
Huang Mingxiao's eyes almost popped out. "No money? The design fee is at least a million. Your classmate, he, he, could it be..." He wanted to say, "Is he the dean?" But seeing County Magistrate Lin's age, he swallowed his words.
"Alright," Lin Wen said impatiently, "There's no time for other things. Let's quickly arrange for someone to calculate the expenses."
The divine plan was completely detailed, except for the price.
After all, it is already the “least”.
Now Lin Wen urgently needs to know its specific budget so as to prepare for the next action.
"Wait a minute."
Huang Mingxiao immediately interrupted County Chief Lin.
"I still don't understand this plan. Here, here, and here. Why is it built like this? What does this passage mean? And, and..."
Lin Wen was speechless because he didn't know either.
"Just do as I say. I hope you can figure it out on your own later when you have time."
"Wait, wait, County Chief Lin, shouldn't we discuss this important matter a little more? Isn't it a bit, uh, hasty to decide so quickly?"
"Of course, I'm not doubting the capabilities of top design institutes. It's just that they might not understand our specific situation. We should hold a few more meetings and discuss more to see what can be improved..."
Lin Wen was already impatient: "Just do what I tell you to do. Don't you trust even a god's plan? If anything goes wrong, I'll take responsibility." He slammed the file bag containing the plan on the table and wrote on the front of the bag with a pen:
Lin Wen ordered that this plan be the only one for post-disaster reconstruction and it could not be changed.
Seeing Huang Mingxiao was about to speak, Lin Wen snapped, "Stop your bullshit! How many days have already passed if we've held a few more meetings and discussed a few more times? Time waits for no one! We're sitting in the office drinking tea, reading newspapers, and bragging, while the disaster victims are out in the wilderness, exposed to the sun and rain! Where's your conscience? Do you want me to cut you open with a knife and see?"
With just one sentence, Huang Mingxiao's entire mental state changed.
"Alright! With County Magistrate Lin's words, even if I die here, I won't complain if I have to bear the blame in the future!"
Only then did Lin Wen nod with satisfaction.
"Alright, quickly gather the staff and work on the budget. Also, didn't I send a working group here yesterday? Have you made all the arrangements? Call Lei Tiantong over now. He'll be in charge of the temporary headquarters' financial affairs from now on."
"There's also a fat guy, Yuan Zhimen. He will handle all your chores from now on."
Lin Wen arranged several people in a row.
Huang Mingxiao hesitated for a moment and said, "Chief Lin, are you going to place the working group above the temporary command center? I trust Lao Lei's ability and character. Although Yuan Zhimen is not very good, he is good at handling these execution tasks, but the others..."
Lin Wen sneered, "No, we are working in parallel. 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 from gloomy to bright, and he shouted loudly: "Yes, County Magistrate Lin!"
"Also, many more people will be coming to join the reconstruction work soon. The first batch of 100 workers will be here soon. Remember to arrange accommodation and responsibilities for them all."
This time, Huang Mingxiao really felt hope.
Unlike the previous mayor, the new mayor, although autocratic, truly attaches importance to post-disaster reconstruction, allocating funds and sending personnel.
Moreover, they acted decisively and did what they said. They just said they would send support yesterday morning, and three groups of people arrived in the afternoon, and another group is coming soon today.
This shortage of staff will be solved soon.
If it were the former county chief, he would probably just send a few people next month to fulfill his promise.
County Magistrate Lin truly treated these disaster victims as his own people, rather than just talking, walking, and tax-paying animals.
Moreover, Huang Mingxiao also somewhat understood the tyranny of County Magistrate Lin. The current situation was urgent and they really needed someone who could make decisions and take responsibility, rather than bureaucrats who passed the buck and were content to sit back and relax until all the victims died.
That would be a real tragedy.
The new county chief has arrived, but his habitual thinking has not changed. He is still in the mode of the Zhao Ping'an era and is even a little afraid of the new county chief's new style.
This won't work.
It's time to be liberated!
With great excitement and expectation, Huang Mingxiao said loudly.
"Yes, County Magistrate Lin! There are plenty of empty houses in Changle Town. I can accommodate as many people as you want."
(End of this chapter)
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