If I die outside, will you shed tears for me?
The mouse has just clicked "send".
The door was suddenly pushed open at this moment!
Although Pei Jinrui was a calm and collected man, he couldn't help but be shocked at this moment. The mouse in his hand almost fell onto the desktop, but he quickly regained his composure, didn't close the webpage, and directly shut down the computer.
"Mom! You're supposed to knock on the door before entering someone else's room, didn't you know that?"
Ouch!
Wang Feng's bright smile, standing in front of Pei Jinrui, adjusted his collar, "Jinrui, why are you so angry? Mom came to your garden to take a look, saw the lights on upstairs and came up to ask if you want to eat something, are you hungry?"
"Mom, I won't have supper tonight."
Seeing her son still angry, Wang Fengming understood the situation and didn't say anything else. With a hint of sadness in her eyes, she said, "You know what? You should get some rest early. The kids have grown up and don't stick close to their mom anymore."
"Alright." Pei Jinrui put his arm around Wang Fengming's shoulder, "Mom, I've grown up, can't always be carried everywhere like when I was a kid, right?"
"Yes, yes, you're right. That's true." Wang Fengming's eyes flashed and the corners of his mouth rose, "By the way, I'll go talk to your grandfather about your marriage tonight."
"Mother!" Pei Jinrui's neck stiffened, his voice heavy as a hammer.
"What's so fierce about it? If you don't hurry up and choose, a good family's daughter will be taught by others to finish choosing."
"You don't need to worry about this."
Wang Fengming said discontentedly, "How can you not worry? The eldest son's family started arranging marriages at the age of 23 or 24, and you're already 25, but no one has asked about it."
"Who gets married so early nowadays?"
The conversation between the mother and son ended in discord.
Pei Jinrui also went to the parking lot and left Pei's residence after Wang Fengming left Zizhuxuan.
The car drove very fast, all the way to the suburbs, turned into a quiet small road, the gate of the villa was opened for him, and the car drove in. Inside, you can see a small bar, a small shopping mall, a small restaurant...
Like a small shopping mall.
But in the middle of the courtyard stands a solitary European-style small building, as if it were a quiet residence amidst the noise.
The car lights were still on, the small building's door suddenly opened, and a woman wearing a green, watery long dress ran out barefoot, her long hair soft as silk, jumping down the marble steps with a radiant smile on her face.
Pei Jinrui turned off the engine and opened the car door to get out, when that woman had already jumped in front of him, smiling somewhat shyly.
"Why aren't you wearing shoes?" Pei Jinrui frowned as he looked at a pair of bare feet on the lawn.
"I heard the sound of a car outside, I remember the sound of every car, so I quickly put on my clothes and came down. You haven't come to see me for many days." By the last sentence, the woman's voice became smaller and smaller.
Pei Jinrui picked up the woman, spread her legs apart, pinned them to his waist, and tilted his head to kiss the woman's mouth. Only when he kissed her collarbone did he say, "This skirt, don't wear it again in the future, throw it into the rag machine."
The woman's "uh-huh" voice responded in a fragmented tone, "Okay."
Listening to the woman's soft and gentle voice, Pei Jinrui's heart skipped a beat. "Can you not laugh so openly next time? Can you not be so gentle with that small-minded warmth? Can't you be stronger?"
The woman's back chilled, and she said in a low voice, "I see you so rarely, every time I see you, I think, should I be better to you? I always can't muster up the strength..." The man's teeth bit down on her collarbone, the woman winced in pain, her eyes suddenly reddening, "I'll learn, Jinrui..."
In D city, Pei Jin Cheng had just finished taking a bath and was lying in bed in the hotel room, holding the remote control to replay the TV news. This matter was originally intended to be suppressed, but it couldn't be suppressed, so even if he wanted to handle it low-key, he couldn't. The upper limit of his mental price was 2 million per person, and the highest compensation for similar cases in the past was around 1.1 million.
However, the Shen family's situation is a bit special and doesn't want to spend time arguing. If he stays here for one more day, the loss of money will be immeasurable. There are many more important things to deal with in G City.
He estimated a possibility that someone would be dissatisfied and propose a price increase, so he set the threshold at 1.6 million, leaving room for a 400,000 increase. After all, the money saved is essential to save.
But so far, no one has come up with it, because he let people slightly relax their vigilance, if the money is not taken away and signed, dragging on, the money may not be given that quickly.
Everything has been settled smoothly, and I can return to G City early tomorrow morning.
The screen is filled with the provincial party secretary's heartfelt and tear-jerking words, as well as his fearless personal command of the rescue efforts. The positive images and sounds are overwhelming, completely softening the original contradictions between the capitalists and the oppressors.
This is what he wanted to achieve, if it were the mayor of D city who came forward, it might not have had such an effect.
After all, Secretary Zhong brought down documents from the central government, so the media had to give face.
Moreover, the mayor of D city should be at odds with the Shen family.
To be exact, people under the mayor of D city have a conflict of interest with Shen's coal mine.
Can't it be peaceful from now on? However, let's get through the current situation first. There are some things that can't always be handled by him.
Haven't had a good rest for several days, but can't sleep no matter what. When I want to sleep, my temples hurt and my mind is preoccupied with things that I just can't put down.
Early this morning, he received a call from the secretary of the party committee, asking him to go to the scene of the accident. Now some family members are making trouble again, saying that the problem with the children has been solved, but the problem with the elderly has not been resolved. So many elderly people no longer have sons to support them, what will they do when they get sick in the future? Ask him if there is a plan to deal with this matter.
When Pei Jin Cheng arrived at the scene, it was only 6:10. It seemed that the family members of the troublemaker had come very early.
Pei Jincheng said, since each household has already paid 1.6 million, this originally included the elderly's portion. Since they have taken care of the children's education, naturally they will also take care of the elderly's medical issues. Now, two options are proposed for selection:
Option one: Use 200,000 yuan to purchase major illness insurance for the elderly and provide a monthly living allowance of 8,000 yuan.
Option two: Make a one-time payment of 400,000 yuan, and let the elderly arrange this sum themselves.
Many people are willing to pay 400,000 yuan in full because many rural areas have rural medical insurance, which costs 800 yuan per month and feels like a burden.
This plan was struck down before the sun had fully risen.
Secretary Zhong had great appreciation for people like Pei Jincheng, who didn't cause any trouble and did things in a straightforward manner without dragging his feet or leaving a mess. He handled matters cleanly and efficiently, never needing to act as an intermediary to cover up for others. Few officials disliked such businessmen who were financially capable and didn't hinder progress.
On the ground, underfoot was still the shiny black coal. When the wind blew, it carried fine dust that could stain a white shirt black in an instant. A layer of it covered everyone's face. Pei Jin Cheng and Secretary Zhong stood at a high spot, below them were several hundred people, including family members and some original workers from the mine.
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The workers' faces were all black, covered with a layer of coal dust accumulated over time. Some safety helmets were old and some were new.
After Secretary Zhong's another speech on loving the people like his own children and the importance of entrepreneurs' responsibilities, some people in the crowd began to express their dissatisfaction. "The pillar of a family is gone, and only 800 yuan is paid for living expenses every month, how can it be enough? In the future, prices will continue to rise, and 800 yuan will only be enough to buy one catty of meat, what should we do?"
For such a far-sighted family member, Pei Jin Cheng slightly furrowed his brow.
As soon as he frowned, the cheers below turned into "**, "Heartless capitalist! Squeeze our blood and sweat! Two hundred million people died and you think it's settled?! Unacceptable!"
"Collusion between officials and merchants!"
Secretary Zhong's face suddenly turned black, his eyes rolled to the side, and the camera immediately stopped recording.
People's emotions are easily mobilized, especially those who have not received much cultural education. So when the crowd rushed up the slope, Secretary Liao, with his rich experience, quickly got people to protect Secretary Zhong.
Pei Jin Cheng's bodyguard quickly shielded him.
It's also unknown whether it was a deliberate plan or not, but ordinary people are not afraid of those with money, they must be afraid of those with power, that's why they let the crowd concentrate on attacking Pei Jin Cheng.
Secretary Zhong shouted loudly, "Don't hurt the common people!" His voice was loud and emotional, excited and full of concern.
The crowd surged forward violently, and the bodyguard had already touched his gun. After hearing Secretary Zhong's loud shout, Pei Jincheng was also tense and immediately instructed the bodyguard, "Absolutely do not use guns to hurt people, this is not the time to make mistakes! Hurry up and leave!" If the bodyguard were to pull out a gun and hurt someone at this time, everything would be in vain, and Secretary Zhong would be implicated. As the Prime Minister's person, the Pei family couldn't afford to provoke him, and he absolutely couldn't make any rash moves!
The bodyguard listened to Pei Jin Cheng's command, and could only bare-handedly block the surging crowd, protecting Pei Jin Cheng as he retreated backwards, down the slope, towards the not-too-distant car.
The scene was in a state of chaos, to the point where it was uncontrollable. Secretary Zhong had just been anxiously ensuring the safety of the ordinary people, but now he slightly turned his body and whispered to Secretary Liao, "Immediately dispatch the armed police to seal off this area and safely escort Pei Jincheng away. Go inform the coal mine side!"
Bai Jincheng had not slept a wink for several days, not because he was unable to cope with the sudden situation, but because the situation at this time could not be controlled by promises. His people could not hurt anyone and could only retreat, no one knew if there were any private photographers taking pictures.
These people rushing over are like lunatics. Their weapons are drills, stones and shovels, dancing and chopping in a disorderly manner without any rules, but seemingly with a targeted and rule-bound move that hits the mark. The bodyguard is injured.
The uneven coal mine ground was always rolling underfoot, making it impossible to stand firm. However, the intense pain in my chest, back, and legs suddenly surged, and the smell of blood immediately spread. The iron-like sweet taste burst out from my throat, and at that moment, I felt a sudden collapse of physical and mental strength, leaving me unable to support myself...
Suddenly a sentence flashed through my mind, "You are so cruel to me, what if one day I die outside, will you not shed a single tear?"
Strive for two updates tomorrow. The holiday is over and normal updates will resume.
