Since there is a possibility of fire, there must be preparations for fire, and even preparations for big fires.
We originally ordered 200 electric vehicles for pick-up and drop-off, but a thousand or eight hundred people came a day, or more than a thousand or two thousand. These vehicles are enough.
But if you want to prepare for a fire, you have to be prepared. What about 10,000 people coming in a day, or 20,000 people?
Those two hundred cars are not enough.
Zhu Zhiyuan called Wanqianshan and ordered an additional 800 vehicles.
Then the seven major towns were given tasks, and the number of drivers and guides was increased simultaneously, totaling two thousand people.
In addition to the reception and guidance, there is food, drink, diarrhea and shelter.
For food, we should still eat in greenhouses, five greenhouses in five towns, all of which will be increased, more cooks will be hired, and materials will be prepared.
The same goes for accommodation. Residential hotels are booked first. As long as you sign up and pass the registration, regardless of whether you use it or not, your family will receive a subsidy of 500 yuan. This is to prepare new sheets and open water bottles for each family. Otherwise, just signing up is useless. Gotta be prepared.
There were originally 200,000 small bamboo baskets for holding bayberries, but Zhu Zhiyuan ordered another 300,000, for a total of 500,000.
In fact, there are some details, such as toilets and so on.
There are also uniform attire, electric car drivers, and tour guides all wear uniform clothes and sign up.
All these, added up, can be said to be numerous.
Fortunately, in his previous life, Zhu Zhiyuan had been a senior executive for a long time and had experience and vision. In addition, Yang Tong and others were able to fill in the gaps, and basically all aspects were taken care of.
But the premise of all this is actually the word money.
Electric cars cost money.
Adding a driver and tour guide requires money.
Adding a cook and a greenhouse requires money.
It's okay to have uniform clothing and a tag, but it costs money.
Zhu Zhiyuan waved his hand: "You don't need to think about money."
This is the real chicken blood, and the effect was just like that.
All the heads of the major bureaus and the major princes in the seven towns were all moved, and everyone was vying to express their determination.
Among them, Yang Tong's statement was the most intense: "Assistant Zhu, don't worry, our Yangmei Town is united and united to make way for the Yangmei Festival. This is a major event involving the jobs of more than 40,000 people in our Yangmei Town. Who dares to destroy everyone?" His job, I must destroy his job first."
Like hard-working worker ants, people in each town, stimulated by money and strongly promoted by the government, divided labor and cooperated, and the entire county became active.
On the other hand, Zhu Zhiyuan had nothing to do, but he had no choice but to stay idle. Every town would ask him to check on him, and he would run around every day. Almost everyone on his Land Patrol knew everyone up and down Hushan Mountain.
If it were any other official driving a car worth millions, the people would definitely say weird things, but when Zhu Zhiyuan drove, no one gossiped, and if he wanted to comment, it was just in an envious tone.
"A car costs more than one million. Grandpa Tian, I will never earn a car in my life."
"Don't talk about a lifetime, I won't be able to earn it in three lifetimes."
For farmers, a few hundred yuan a month is still a lot.
A few hundred a month, a few thousand a year, tens of thousands a decade, a hundred years, just a few hundred thousand.
But for envy, no one was jealous. They all said the same thing: "Assistant Zhu, you should drive a car like this."
Why is this happening?
Quite simply, because Zhu Zhiyuan brought them benefits.
Not to mention how many people come to the Yangmei Festival, let’s just say that now, there are 1,000 drivers and 1,000 tour guides, and Zhu Zhiyuan’s basic salary is 500 yuan.
These two thousand people are one million.
But it’s not just the driver and tour guide.
Five hundred thousand small bamboo baskets, five yuan each, two and a half million.
Uniform clothing and brand, 800,000.
Various residential hotels, quilts and water bottles, some kind of subsidy, 300,000.
How much is this?
It means that the seven towns of Hushan have already received the money before it even started.
Maybe it only costs a few hundred yuan for a family, but isn’t a few hundred yuan money?
Don't you care for a few hundred dollars? Believe it or not, I will spit on your face.
The common people are the simplest and most cunning.
If you really let the people get money, no matter how little or how little, they will not hesitate to praise you and they will believe your words.
He will believe whatever you say, listen to you, and follow you.
But if you just lie with empty words, no one will believe you even if your words are fantastic.
Many things are promoted by the government, and some people believe in them, but in the end, the people suffer, and the officials often slap their butts, do not deal with the consequences, and are directly transferred or even promoted.
Yes, the people have nothing to do with you, but they will no longer believe you and will only look at you coldly.
The people enthusiastically praised and supported him, but people like Zhou Yunlinzhong sighed helplessly, envied, envied and hated him.
Why hate?
It's not that he hates Zhu Zhiyuan, he hates himself because his reincarnation skills are too poor.
In the eyes of Zhou Yun and others, Zhu Zhiyuan is a good supporter and has the support of a big family behind him.
That Charlie, that bullshit Hong Kong businessman, is obviously the white glove of the Zhu family. The young master Zhu Zhiyuan is doing trouble in the front, and Charlie, the butler, is wiping his butt in the back.
It's obvious, how can a commercial company throw money away like this?
Isn't this just wasting money?
But Charlie didn't even fart. Zhu Zhiyuan was struggling in front, while he kept taking out his wallet from behind.
There is no need to say what kind of relationship they have.
Not to mention Zhou Yun, even Fang Zichengdu guessed this, but he knew a little more than Zhou Yun.
But just because there is a little more, it becomes more confusing.
Zhu Zhiyuan was just a kid from the mountains, a poor farmer for seven generations, and not from a big family at all.
That's strange. Where did he get his money? Who is supporting him so much?
If Gong Fenghuang is still in Jintou, it is possible that Gong Fenghuang will go crazy, which is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.
But Gong Fenghuang is no longer at Jintou. Although he has been promoted one level and is a deputy director, the system of the Asset Management Bureau is there. In national departments, not to mention a deputy director, even a director cannot mess around. I thought it was a company like Financial Investment.
Gong Fenghuang couldn't help, so who could he be?
When Fang Zicheng called Gong Fenghuang, Gong Fenghuang just chuckled and said that she didn't know, but told Fang Zicheng with great confidence that she didn't have to worry about what Zhu Zhiyuan did. Anyway, Zhu Zhiyuan promised her that he would do it well.
What is this? The tone of a young woman in love.
Fang Zicheng had no choice but to watch.
"I want to see where your monkey tail is hidden?"
All parties are either working hard or sitting back and watching, and the days pass by.
On the 12th.
The earthquake came as expected.
Zhu Zhiyuan could do nothing but sigh.
There are some things that even a reborn person cannot do anything about.
In the evening, he received a call from Gong Fenghuang. Gong Fenghuang burst into tears on the phone: "Xiao Zhi..."
"Okay, okay." Zhu Zhiyuan hurriedly comforted her: "You didn't go there, what are you afraid of?"
"Is it because of me?"
Turns out that's what she meant.
