Mixed in the last days as a salted fish

Chapter 402: Governing a Big Country Like Cooking Small Fresh Food

Chapter 402: Governing a Big Country Like Cooking Small Fresh Food

In Jiangnan Community, the street lamps inside the community are covered with red lanterns, and couplets are pasted up in every household. Occasionally, there is a burst of firecrackers, which is full of festive atmosphere.

Accompanied by everyone, Zhang Hao and his wife planned to send warmth to more than a dozen families in need in the community one by one according to the prior arrangement.

"Dong dong dong..."

It was a young woman who opened the door, but what was unexpected was that she had tall eyebrows and deep eyes, and she was not an oriental person at first glance.

Qiu Chuxia, director of the neighborhood committee, hurriedly introduced: "Yulia, today is New Year's Eve, and the consul and his wife are here to visit your mother."

"You guys... please come in..."

Yulia looked a little reserved.

After all, apart from the consul, there were seven or eight journalists with long guns and short cannons outside the door.

Zhang Hao handed the condolences to the other party, said "Happy Chinese New Year", and then went in to see Yulia's son and daughter.

The little boy is four years old and the little girl is two years old.

When Yang Huaqing saw the little girl, it was as if she saw Guoguo, and she couldn't help hugging her, reluctant to let go.

Immediately afterwards, everyone sat on the sofa and chatted about homework.

Qiu Chuxia first introduced the family situation of this family. Yulia's husband was an ordinary temporary worker in the oil field. Unfortunately, he passed away due to illness last year.

"My condolences!" Zhang Hao said casually.

Yang Huaqing followed up with a few words of comfort to the other party, and then cared: "Yulia, the deceased is gone, and life will continue. Do you have any plans next?"

"I am currently working in a community canteen, and with the insurance money of the child's father, there is no problem in my life for the time being. I hope to raise my two children."

Yulia replied in a low voice.

"Can the child be taken care of? If you can't take care of it, I suggest you move back to the capital. The capital is currently piloting socialized raising, which can help you reduce a lot of burden."

"No, I can take care of it."

Yulia waved her hands again and again.

Qiu Chuxia helped explain: "Ma'am, there is a nursery in our community. In special cases like Yulia's, not only do we not charge any fees, but we also provide free lunch."

Many families here are dual-employees, and nursery schools are standard, and almost every community has them.

"Really? Then I'm relieved."

Yang Huaqing nodded in relief.

Zhang Hao followed closely and told Chen Feng, the general manager of the oilfield beside him:

"Our workers have worked tirelessly and traveled thousands of miles to the Middle East to support construction. As a member of a state-owned enterprise, you must not let your employees bleed and shed tears. You must solve their worries for the future.

Especially in a family situation like Yulia's, you need to take on your due responsibilities.

In any case, these two children can be regarded as the children of your oil system. If you are not willing to reach out, then others can't count on it. "

"Consul, don't worry, our company is preparing to recruit a group of logistics personnel. Yulia's situation is special, and I can make an exception to be her recommender."

Chen Feng quickly responded.

Upon hearing this, Yulia said excitedly, "Mr. Chen, thank you, thank you so much!"

As long as she enters the oil system, the life of her and her two children will be guaranteed.

"Cough, thanks to the consul's reminder, otherwise I wouldn't have noticed this problem."

Chen Feng almost reminded him clearly.

Yulia's emotional intelligence is not low, she turned her head and immediately expressed her gratitude to the consul and his wife.

Zhang Hao nodded in satisfaction, and then explained to the accompanying mayor of Qatar:
"Mayor Arnud, your government should also do your part and try to help difficult families like Yulia solve some practical difficulties in life."

"Consul, don't worry, we must keep it in mind." Mayor Arnud said quickly.

Everyone came out after staying at Yulia's house for less than 10 minutes, and then went to the second family.

The second family is better than Yulia's. The male owner of this family is not dead, but he is paralyzed in bed. Fortunately, this one is a regular worker and is injured due to work, and his life is still passable.

The male host took Zhang Hao's hand and talked about his difficulties: "Consul, I got this injury the year before last. I was lying in the hospital for a whole year last year, and I just got out of the hospital a year ago."

"How did you get hurt?" Zhang Hao asked along the way.

"Hey, didn't we nationalize the oil fields the year before last? How could those Europa capitalists be reconciled? They bribed a lot of bandits and robbers to wreak havoc on the mining area.

I was also unlucky, I was accidentally hit by a stray bullet, which hit the spine directly, if it wasn't for the timely rescue, my life would have been gone long ago. "

The hostess sighed.

Zhang Haolian quickly asked concerned: "What did the doctor say? Is there still a chance to recover? You Mr. Chen is here, as long as there is a chance, you can't give up."

"Don't worry about it." The host waved his hands helplessly, and said with a disappointed face: "There is no chance, no matter how much money you spend..."

"Would you like to go back to China and try? There are many hospitals in China and better medical technology."

Zhang Hao tried to persuade.

The male host waved his hand again: "Consul, the hospitals in Qatar are no worse than those in the mainland, and I have asked the doctor. I am permanently damaged, and there is no possibility of recovery. I will never stand up again in this life, unless... ..."

"Unless what?" Zhang Hao asked curiously.

"I also heard from the attending doctor that Mr. Sterling, the former richest man in the Federation, seems to have a company specializing in brain-computer interface research under his name. If this project is still alive and successful, I may still stand up one day. "The master replied.

"Really? Coincidentally, I happen to have Mr. Sterling's contact information. I'll help you ask now."

After Zhang Hao finished speaking, he gestured to Assistant Wei.

Since Wang Chuanxi and Li Shufu passed away one after another, Sterling is now the head of BYD.

The two are not only competitors, but also old friends for many years.

Assistant Wei dialed the phone on the spot. After the call was connected, he briefly introduced the situation, and then handed the phone to the consul.

Zhang Hao took his mobile phone and walked aside subconsciously: "Mr. Sterling, Happy Chinese New Year!"

"Consul, happy Chinese New Year! I just saw the news, you should be in Qatar right now?"

"That's right, we probably haven't contacted each other for more than three years, right? Why don't you call me?"

"You are busy, so I dare not disturb you easily." Sterling pretended to be calm.

For this call, he was at a loss.

In my heart, I was illegally worried that the other party would avenge their private revenge, and deliberately caused trouble for BYD.

"It's ridiculous to say that. We are old friends. It's just a phone call, and it won't waste too much time." Zhang Hao said politely.

"Blame me, I was negligent."

Sterling took the initiative to "admit his mistake".

Zhang Hao laughed at this: "It's okay, we'll just keep in touch in the future. I'm calling you this time. Besides New Year's greetings, there is one more thing I want to ask you."

"What's the matter? Just ask, Consul."

"Don't be nervous, it's not a big deal. I heard that you had a brain-computer interface company before. Is this company still there? How is it developing?"

"Consul, to tell you the truth, although this company still exists, it has stopped researching a long time ago, and now there is only an empty shell left." Sterling replied truthfully.

In fact, the reason is very simple, no money.

"It's a pity!" Zhang Hao regretted.

Sterling was a little curious, and couldn't help but tentatively asked: "Consul, why are you asking this?"

Zhang Hao briefly explained the reason.

Sterling had long wanted to improve the relationship with the other party, so he took the opportunity to show his favor and said: "Consul, if you need it, I can donate the brain-computer interface technology for free, as a small contribution to the patients. , I hope they can really stand up one day."

Zhang Hao didn't want to get involved in this matter. After all, the brain-computer interface is a cutting-edge technology, and it won't be able to produce results in a short while. It needs a huge amount of research and development funds.

But the other party has said everything for this sake, and there is no room for him to refuse, so he can only agree first:
"Great, I would like to say thank you on behalf of all patients across the Federation."

"Consul, you are too polite, this is what I should do." Sterling breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "Don't worry, I will sort out the materials as soon as possible and send them to you by express. "

"Don't send it to me, send it directly to Shuguang Company, and I will say hello to them."

Zhang Hao ordered.

After much deliberation, it is better to put the project in Shuguang Company. Anyway, Shuguang Company has a large stall and there are not many additional projects, so it can help him share the risk.

"No problem, but I'll send it myself when the time comes."

Sterling said without hesitation.

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Hao came to the host's bedside: "Mr. Sun, there is good news and bad news, which one do you want to hear?"

"Then let's hear the bad news first!"

The master replied with a wry smile.

"The bad news is that the company, while still around, stopped working on it a decade ago."

Without waiting for the other party's reaction, Zhang Hao continued:
"The good news is that Mr. Sterling is willing to donate all the technology, and then I will arrange for relevant scientific research institutions to take over, and I will also donate part of the funds to restart the research."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a warm applause in the room: "Papa..."

"Thank you, Consul!"

Although the hope is slim, the male protagonist still shed tears of excitement. It is better to have hope than no hope. In a sense, this is also the motivation for him to live.

Seeing this, Chen Feng, the general manager of the oil field, followed suit and said, "Consul, on behalf of our oil field, I donate 1000 million to this project, which can be regarded as a modest effort."

"Okay, welcome!"

Zhang Hao nodded with a smile.

In any case, 1000 million is not too little.

……

At 05:30 in the afternoon, the condolence team came to the last community in the immigration area: Zhujiang New Town.

The Zhujiang New Town community is different from other communities. All the residents live in office buildings with hundreds of floors, which have just been put into use at the beginning of the year.

There are relatively few difficult families here, only one, and unlike other families, the couple are both in good health. The reason for the difficulty is that they have adopted five children, so they seem a little stretched.

Looking at the five little dolls with different skin colors, Zhang Hao couldn't help being a little surprised: "Mrs. Yan, where did you adopt these children?"

Mrs. Yan pointed to the three older girls and introduced: "Consul, the three of them were adopted in the Indian region. At that time, the passenger ship was docked at the port of Colombo for supplies. We saw the three of them begging at the port. It's strange. Poor, so adopted them."

"As for the two young ones, they were brought together from the mainland. When I was young, I had a car accident and lost my fertility. After I got married, I adopted them both from an orphanage."

Yang Huaqing couldn't help but asked concerned: "Mrs. Yan, the burden of five children in your family is too heavy, can you take care of them?"

There are also five children in their family, so they know the difficulties here. Besides, they have old people to help, and the two elders in front of them have no elders.

"Ma'am, our husband and wife both work in the oil company, and the salary is not bad. It is not difficult to support five children." Mrs. Yan paused, and then smiled gratifiedly: "Besides, the three older ones are very sensible. When they are not at home, they are responsible for taking care of their younger siblings, and there has never been a problem."

"How old are the three of them?"

Yang Huaqing frowned.

"The eldest sister and the second sister are 12 years old, and the third sister is ten years old."

Mr. Yan helped to answer.

Yang Huaqing was taken aback: "What? Are you so old? I thought it was only seven or eight years old?"

"Oh, what a crime, that ghostly place in India is not for people to stay at all. I took the three of them to the hospital for an examination. The doctor said that their bodies were severely malnourished since they were young, which directly affected their development."

Mrs. Yan secretly wiped away tears.

"Ah?" Yang Huaqing's eyes widened instantly, "No, isn't there a food stamp? No matter what, you won't be so hungry, right?"

"It's not enough to just have food stamps. Buying food also costs money. As far as I know, the local dignitaries have ten thousand ways to take away food stamps from ordinary people." Zhang Hao shook his head helplessly.

"Does the central government not care? Just watch like this?" Yang Huaqing said indignantly.

"The situation in the Indian peninsula is quite special. Local regimes are divided, religions are prevalent, and people's wisdom is not developed. The central government alone cannot manage it. Maintaining the status quo is a last resort. Besides, they have not violated the law, so what should we do?"

I will be going to the Indian Peninsula soon, and Zhang Hao has made up a lot of relevant information during this time.

Yang Huaqing was a little discouraged and said: "Then just watch the tragedy happen like this?"

Zhang Hao reached out and patted his wife on the shoulder, comfortingly said: "Don't worry, when the socialized parenting plan is fully promoted, then we can try our best to avoid this from happening."

"When will it wait?"

Mrs. Yan couldn't help but interjected.

"The shortest is ten years, and the longest is 20 years. I believe that one day it will be extended to the Indian peninsula."

Zhang Hao thought for a while and replied.

In fact, the time period he mentioned is definitely an optimistic situation. If you are more pessimistic, it may not be possible to achieve it in 50 or 100 years.

There are not only internal obstacles, but also external obstacles. It is not an exaggeration to say that there is a long way to go.

To be honest, he would be satisfied as long as socialization can be extended to the whole country before stepping down.

As for other difficult bones, it is still left to the next generation, and we must believe in the wisdom of future generations.

"One, 20 years?" Yang Huaqing sighed, "Is this too long?"

"There is no way. Socialized parenting is a super project, and many problems need to be solved. It does not mean that it can be promoted. It will take time."

Zhang Hao said earnestly.

Mayor Arnud quickly complimented: "The cautious attitude of the consul is a sign of responsibility. I heard a famous saying in the East that governing a big country is like cooking a small fish.

Governing the country has never been an easy task. There are billions of people in the Federation, and any small decision can have far-reaching effects, not to mention a super-big project like social upbringing, which needs to be handled with caution. "

"Well, I didn't expect Mayor Arnud to be so knowledgeable. It's really rare."

Zhang Hao praised casually.

Anud waved his hands again and again, and said modestly: "I'm sorry, Xia Wen has a long history and profound knowledge. I still have a lot to learn."

"Mayor Arnud, you are too humble!"

Zhang Hao smiled slightly.

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(End of this chapter)

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