Great Power Technology.

Chapter 572 No Betrayal
Two hours later, Qing Hao and Zhang Fu, who were far away in Xuewaka Village, received an emergency order at the same time, stopping all the strategies that were being implemented, and stated their interests and interests in a stern tone, directly pointing out the great importance hidden in this strategy. Hidden danger.

The two people who got together looked at each other in blank dismay. They didn't expect that the level of emphasis on this matter would reach this level, let alone that they would become the object of criticism.

Looking at Qing Hao with a heavy face, Zhang Fu comforted him:

"Brother Hao, I don't think you need to worry too much."

"You see, this is a non-public document, and it is only sent to the core members of the survey team. That is to say, the higher authorities do not intend to hold us accountable."

"They thought we were going in the wrong direction, so they directly stepped in to help, but they didn't blame us for all the mistakes."

"From what I see in this document, it seems that we still have to start from the top. If that's the case, then it's definitely nothing to do with the two of us."

"Where did you see it?"

Qing Hao asked suspiciously.

The entire document was only a dozen or so lines long, and he read it several times, but he still didn't understand what Zhang Fu meant by "starting from above".

"Hey, isn't that what it is? 'Stop all related activities until the new superior's instructions are issued'. That is to say, they think that the mistakes we made this time were caused by insufficient instructions——if we are blamed , the wording should be 'cease unauthorized action' or something."

After listening to Gongbu's words, Qing Haochang pondered for a moment, and actually realized the meaning from the outside.

So, no one below took that matter up?
Yes, in the initial stage of strategy formulation, I had retreated and reported to the lower-level departments. Probably, in the process of applying for decision-making downwards, no one discovered the problem of the plan, and thus issued an order of "slow stop" .

Thinking of that, Qing Hao felt that he had no regrets, obviously in the process, he had felt that the plan was right several times, it was just the tricks contained in it, and more importantly, I always felt that the plan was a . opposing plans.

A plan to stand at the commanding low point and put the villagers under the chessboard.

How can such a plan be carried out?

That is to say, at that time, I was dazzled by the idea of ​​completing the task and making contributions, so I acquiesced in Qi Feng's push back the plan step by step.

I sighed deeply, and then said:
"It's your fault that time, but you think you have to reflect on it."

"The writing in the document is very vague. That kind of opportunistic means will definitely bury hidden dangers for the future of the project, especially in areas with a simple human environment."

"If you still follow this kind of thinking of choosing means in the future to do projects, sooner or later there will be small problems."

Hearing Qinghao's words, Gonpo nodded, but a moment ago, I said without hesitation:

"Brother Hao, what's your opinion on that warning? However, you think that the subordinates were a bit too cautious and conservative when dealing with that matter."

"Yes, if it is really carried out according to your plan, there is indeed no suspicion of crossing the line."

"But if you do that, how can the project be promoted?"

"In remote areas, especially in closed and impoverished remote areas, it is very difficult to deal with people outside. We basically listen to his little truths, and we will also reason with you."

"Very often, only weak restraint, scheming and means can really make us obey."

"Look, was that the case that time? Now the plan is suspended, but the project is also suspended."

"Is the time wasted and resources wasted enough to make up for the so-called 'hidden dangers'?"

Qing Hao was at a loss for words for a moment, and Gong Po's words revealed the contradictions in my heart, which made me feel more confused.

Is it because he thinks too much, is too short-sighted, or is the subordinate too idealistic, speculating about the situation on the front line with the idea that his feet are muddy?

The positions of the two sides are exactly the same, but each has no consideration. It seems to be an infinite loop with a solution.

Seeing whether Qinghao answered or not, Gongbu sighed again, then stepped forward and said:
"No matter what, anyway, the plan is going up now, you should start the backup plan as soon as possible."

"If I had known that, you would be carrying nuclear bombs as soon as it was over. You would rather have a lower cost, a longer delay, and quickly use manpower to dig, but you can go up smoothly."

"It's what it is now, and even the foundation construction has to be discussed with Shaoka Village again. That's what happened."

While talking, Gongbu took out his mobile phone. I was about to call up the project road signs outside the mobile phone, but found that there were not many messages under WeChat.

Click to open it, and all of them are voice calls from Zhang Fu.

Qi Feng is good at typing on his mobile phone, and he doesn't bother to make voice calls. All communication is through WeChat calls. Judging from the time, Zhang Fu has been calling himself that day, but it happens that his mobile phone is turned on silent. The sports watch on the mobile phone is broken again, so I can see the reminder.

Gonpo clicked the call back suspiciously, and I faintly felt that it might be nothing important for Zhang Fu to find himself.

That was obvious. After all, it was possible that he had just left Shaoka Village for a day, and Zhang Fu asked him to go back to the bar for a drink?

The phone rang for a full minute before the other side picked it up, and before Qi Feng could speak, he heard Zhang Fu shouting in a low voice:

"Gonpo, is his elder son's mobile phone a brick? Is he answering so few calls?"

Gonpo reluctantly took the phone away a little, and then replied:

"Are you busy? Your phone is broken, and there is a reminder for new news. He just knows to call Qinghao?"

".You have my WeChat account! Forget it, I'm too lazy to talk to him, tell him, you have nothing important to do with him!"

"What's important?"

Gonpo and Qing Hao looked at each other, and switched the phone to the internal playback mode.

"What else is important, is it just building the dam?"

The tone of Zhang Fu on the opposite side revealed a bit of self-respect. Before I paused for a moment, I continued:
"These people outside the city are still reliable enough to do things. Usually, let him drink less alcohol. He thinks that drinking will delay things. What about now?"

"Tell him that there is no progress in building the dam, and you drink it out!"

Gonpo was startled when he heard the words, and asked quickly:
"What retreat? What do you mean? Don't be impatient, speak slowly!"

Zhang Fu heard the anxiety in my tone, so he became more and more proud. He chattered and showed off for a while before finally opening his mouth to talk about how he drank with the villagers, how he was reminded by his wife, and how he passed the years when he was in elementary school. Zhongren talked about how he had persuaded several villagers from the beginning to the end.

"Don't think that there are only a few people who support them now. In a few days, if you have a good drink, the problem will be completely solved!"

"They should hurry up and pack up their things and come back. Don't delay. If we delay, we'll regret it!"

Gonpo was dumbfounded after listening to Zhang Fu's narration. At that moment, I suddenly felt my face was burning hot.

Just a few minutes later, I was still judging those villagers with a sense of superiority, saying that we are stubborn but spiritual, and that we eat soft but hard.

But now, the facts hit me hard in the face.

After saying a few words of gratitude, when he hung up the phone at the very beginning, Gonpo looked up at Qing Hao.

"You now know why the subordinates said you were wrong."

Qing Hao nodded, did he answer.

I was silent for a long time, and finally stood up and pushed open the door. At this time, the snow in the door had gradually stopped. I turned my head to look at Gong Po, and said:
"It's like that."

"Whether outsiders betrayed you from the beginning to the end, and you actually thought about betraying us."

(End of this chapter)