Farming, Learning Martial Arts, and Peace In the World Chapter 133

The ground temple started construction, and Chi Qiaosong continued to work.

"Director, there will be a meeting in the county tomorrow, and the dredging office will be named to participate." Li Weiwei entered the office and said.

He is still a temporary worker, but he is already familiar with the work of a secretary. He has also changed his name to Chi Qiaosong, no longer calling him "Song Ge", but calling him "Director" like everyone else.

When he first heard others call him "director", Chi Qiaosong always felt awkward.

In his impression, the director seems to be a greasy middle-aged person, with a big belly and a shiny face. However, he himself is only sixteen years old, not yet an adult.

If you count from the year before the Chinese New Year, you have properly been a social activist with two years of activity experience.

"Did you say anything about the meeting?"

"Yes, it is about the flood prevention work of Pengli Great Lake."

"Okay, I'll be there on time tomorrow. By the way, you should call Deputy Director Chen." Chi Qiaosong was very respectful in front of people, never calling Lao Chen, but calling Deputy Director Chen.

Of course, there is no taboo in private. If you don't call Lao Chen, Lao Chen is not happy.

"Director." Old Chen named Chen Ziru.

The name is a good name, but unfortunately I do not live comfortably.

"Have you summed up the water level of Pengli Great Lake this year and the hydrology of the rivers on it?"

"Yes, I'll have someone send the documents over."

"Um."

Old Chen brought the documents.

They are all handwritten forms. There are no civilian computers in this era. Even if there are, leisure units like the dredging office are not qualified to equip them.

Looking at the table and asking Lao Chen if he didn't understand, Chi Qiaosong quickly figured out the situation of Pengli Great Lake: "The water level has exceeded 18 meters, and the rainfall will continue in the next week, and it is very likely that it will exceed 20 meters."

"Yes, if it breaks 20 meters, there is a danger of flooding." Old Chen replied solemnly.

However, he added quickly and easily: "Flooding is also a matter of the Water Conservancy Bureau. The Desilting Office is responsible for cleaning up river silt and lake silt. The dry season is when our unit is busy."

Chi Qiao Song Dandan said: "If you can contribute, you must go all out."

Lao Chen didn't refute, just said with a smile: "Yes, I must contribute."

the next day.

Chiqiaosong went to the county governor's office for a meeting.

The county governor Liu Shumin was not there, and the county left Xiang Zhihan presided over it. Xiang Zhihan is not a martial artist, but a scholar who assists Liu Shumin in managing the general affairs of the county.

Basically, all parts of Daxia have this kind of structure. A martial arts giant serves as the top leader, and several scholars assist from the side.

Up to the province and city, down to the township, all the same.

After all, let the warriors fight, and let the warriors play the pen, it is almost meaningless.

"The water level of Pengli Great Lake is in a hurry. I received an order from Governor Liu Shumin. We must plan the flood discharge area before the lake embankment is flooded... The water conservancy department plans as soon as possible, and the militia regiment is ready to fight at any time..."

At first, Chiqiaosong listened carefully.

The repeated discussions and layouts that followed were really boring, as small as a river, as large as the entire lake area, and they were repeatedly compared. It has its own relevant experts to make suggestions and arrangements.

He looks at the nose and the nose at the heart.

I don't know how long it took to hear the county left calling Zhihan's name: "Director Chi Qiaosong, the dredging office must cooperate with the Water Conservancy Bureau, divert the river into the lake in advance, and cut off the rainwater from entering the Pengli Great Lake."

"Okay." Chi Qiaosong nodded.

The meeting ended shortly after.

The leaders of each unit dispersed one after another, those who had acquaintances chatted with each other, and those who did not, such as Chi Qiaosong, just left with their notebooks in between.

Someone on the road recognized him.

Attitudes vary, some greet him with a smile, some give him a cold glance. His age is too young, even if it is only Qingshui Yamen, there is still a lot of controversy.

But no one pointed out that he was not fit to be the director of the dredging office.

He participated in the killing of a martial arts giant in the mage realm. Many warriors in the warrior realm have fought several battles with Zhu Dashuai, but have not made such a feat.

"director."

Li Weiwei was waiting at the entrance of the corridor of the Governor's Office.

All the way, I helped Chi Qiaosong to open an umbrella and walked back to the dilapidated water building.

Back at his own site, Chi Qiaosong handed over the task of the meeting to Chen Ziru: "Old Chen, be sure to cooperate with the Water Conservancy Bureau and do a good job in flood prevention."

"Okay, definitely."

Old Chen left the office, and Chi Qiaosong turned his chair out of the window.

Rumble.

There was a thunderstorm outside.

So the rain that had become smaller suddenly became heavier, and quickly developed into a downpour. Raindrops the size of soybean grains slammed on the glass windows, as if they were about to shatter.

"Fairy Wood"

"During droughts, droughts die, floods and floods die again. This year's ghost weather is absolutely incredible." Chi Qiaosong sighed.

He seriously doubted whether Master Fei of the Tianshi Mansion of Sihan had saved Mokan Jiao, and whether he had sacrificed the dragon veins of the mountains and rivers in Mokan County, so as to adjust the luck of Mokan County.

"Or."

He stood up from his chair, walked to the glass window, and through the pouring rain curtain, looked at the big tree that was blown up and down by the wind and rain outside: "Is there another foreign object?"

This year has already encountered two foreign body calamities.

One was when the Great Water Dragon crossed the tribulation into a flood dragon, and the other was when the old fox crossed the calamity and transformed into a calamity. Both times were basically judged as failures—Mokan Jiao survived the thunder calamity, but died of human calamity.

But what is amazing is that these two foreign objects failed to cross the robbery, but they both left a ray of life.

The big water hog left behind a descendant, Xiao Mokan Jiao Xiaoqing, who is growing up safely.

"There is a lot of luck, with me as the center, changing the fate of the surrounding creatures~www.mtlnovel.com~ is thinking.

The phone on the desk suddenly rang.

These are the only two telephones of the dredging office, one is for the director's special line, and the other is placed in the staff office for external communication.

"Hello." Chi Qiaosong picked up the phone and asked in a deep voice.

"Comrade Chi Qiaosong, I am Tao Mingliang from the Water Conservancy Bureau. I received a notification from the superior that the torrential rain in the upper reaches of the Yangtze River has formed a flood peak. It is expected to arrive at Pengli Lake within two to three days. We have no time to wait any longer. Please dispatch the dredging office immediately. Man, go to the water conservancy bureau compound to meet."

"Is the form so critical? Well, I will personally lead the team there." Chi Qiaosong replied.

He usually doesn't care much about the work of the dredging office.

Focus on practicing martial arts.

But that doesn't mean he'll sit on the sidelines.

The flood means that thousands of people will be threatened, and they will not seek political affairs if they are not in their positions. Now that he is in position, the dredging office will naturally have to contribute.

"Deputy Director Chen Ziru, point Qihe Changhu Lake, and we will rush to the water conservancy bureau compound within half an hour."

"Director, in such a hurry?"

"Um."

Chen Ziru wanted to say something, but didn't say anything. Following Chi Qiaosong's instructions, he ordered all the staff of the dredging office, put on rain gear, and hurried to the water conservancy bureau compound.

On the way, Chen Ziru found an opportunity to ask: "Director, it's too urgent."

"What's wrong?"

"The dredging office is to assist flood control. We don't need to take the lead. We can let other departments go first. If there is a mistake, we will not be implicated."

Hearing this, Chi Qiaosong frowned: "Old Chen, but do good deeds, don't ask about your future."

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