The growth system comes at the age of 30

Chapter 305 made the news (5.4K)

As the typhoon approached, Chen Jingle chose to close the door, hug Teacher Li, and fall fast asleep, oblivious to everything happening outside.

Even power outages at night didn't affect him.

Because he was so sleepy when the power went out, he didn't think much about it. He thought, "So what if the power goes out? When does the power go out during a typhoon?"
Perhaps the power lines were broken by a gust of wind outside, or perhaps the power company itself cut them off.

It will gradually recover after the typhoon.

Trust the country and the organization.

When he woke up in the morning, the typhoon had passed and power had been restored.

Looking at the latest typhoon path map, it's heading north. The outer cyclone may bring a lot of precipitation, but fortunately it's not a big problem.

Compared to last night, it's incredibly quiet outside right now, with no wind or rain.

Just standing by the window and looking outside, all I could see was the devastation left by the typhoon: broken trees and collapsed bushes.

The dogs shook their heads.

"Has the typhoon passed?" Teacher Li groggily opened her eyes.

"Well, it's over."

Chen Jingle smiled slightly: "You sleep a little longer, I'll go downstairs and take a look first."

Li Beixing yawned and struggled to sit up: "No, I'll go down too and see if there's anything I can help with."

Despite the commotion outside last night, she slept soundly and there was nothing to worry about; she felt completely safe in her husband's arms.

After the typhoon, the yard was mostly covered with leaves, mixed with mud and water, making it look exceptionally dirty.

Mom and Dad got up too, and were getting ready to get brooms to clean up.

Chen Jingle refused: "Why go through all that trouble?"

He brought out a car wash machine and used a high-pressure water hose to wash the walls and ground of the yard.

It doesn't use much water, and the key is that it's quick and easy.

After a quick rinse, I made a simple breakfast.

My parents were in a hurry to go to the store to see if it had been affected. After finishing their meal, they quickly rode their electric scooter out the door.

Teacher Li also has to go back to school today.

The whole world is busy resuming work and production.

Chen Jingle wasn't idle. He knew he wouldn't be able to properly read, write, or paint today, so he prepared his tools and drove off.

On the way, I called my father-in-law first to tell him about the several planting bases I was going to check on, so that we wouldn't run into each other.

With limited time and a heavy workload, it's best to split up and work separately.

Chen Jingle drove to Hongqi's planting base located in a town west of the city.

Along the way, apart from a few fallen trees along the roadside that slightly affected traffic, there were no other major problems.

Every now and then, I would see government vehicles whizzing past, clearly rushing to the accident scene to expedite the recovery efforts.

Today, the country has accumulated sufficient experience in emergency management. Depending on the response level, each unit is required to report the situation regularly and provide the necessary technical support.

After compiling the information, the municipal flood control headquarters will report the progress of the work, sudden disasters, and emergencies to higher-level departments in a timely manner.

The departments responsible for rescue immediately launched emergency rescue operations in accordance with the instructions of the municipal flood control headquarters.

Maintaining smooth communication and fully leveraging organizational and coordination skills will keep everything under control.

When it comes to rescue efforts, no country in the world can compare to us.

There were even instances of rescue operations being carried out when the system was saturated.

In contrast, in a certain neighboring country, rescuing an elderly person who has fallen into a pit takes several months, and when asked, the answer is always that Smimassa is working hard on it.

Even a dog would shake its head at that.

……

Arrive at your destination.

The base here grows Chinese cabbage.

The base looked a bit messy outside, but on the contrary, many workers had arrived and started cleaning up the water and garbage, trying to restore the base to its original state.

Chen Jingle glanced around, put on his rain boots and gloves, and picked up a plastic bucket and a shovel from the trunk to join in.

"Oh, Mr. Chen! What brings you here?"

A nimble fat man emerged from the crowd and flashed in front of Chen Jingle.

"I've told you so many times, Lao Wang, I'm not a general manager, I'm just a small consultant in the company."

Chen Jingle was speechless.

The man called Old Wang just chuckled and didn't correct him.

He had met Chen Jingle several times, after all, Chen Jingle had visited the planting bases quite often for inspections.

Everyone in the company knows that this is the big boss's son-in-law. The boss only has one daughter, so it's only a matter of time before the son-in-law takes over the company. Calling him General Manager Chen is perfectly acceptable.

Chen Jingle just didn't like being called that.

He wasn't interested in taking over or anything like that.

On the contrary, Comrade Li is in excellent spirits and could work for another ten or twenty years.
50 is the perfect age to show your skills!

It's wise to let your father-in-law work hard while you and Teacher Li enjoy life in the meantime.

"What is the extent of the damage to the base?"

As Chen Jingle walked, he asked questions, stepped onto the ridge, and began to use a shovel to help clear away the silt and water.

Old Wang said, "Fortunately, we tore off the film in advance, so the steel frame pipes were not affected. Although some of the crops were blown down and some were flooded, it's all within acceptable limits. Things will return to normal after today."

Old Wang secretly admired this young leader who, despite his delicate appearance, was incredibly efficient and hardworking.

This is the son-in-law of a big boss.

They are definitely super rich people, and they all work just like them.

If it were any other senior executive in the company, they would probably stand there with an air of importance, hands behind their backs, giving orders.

"Looks like we were lucky," Chen Jingle breathed a sigh of relief.

It's important to know that the center of this typhoon passed right through Jiangbei.

All of Hongqi's vegetable greenhouses strictly follow regulations and remove the plastic film in advance.

Although the cost of plastic film is not low, the loss is relatively small compared to the entire greenhouse being overturned and blown down.

Of course, not all planting types are suitable for removing the film; each case needs to be analyzed individually.

However, some small growers are reluctant to tear down the trellises, which often results in the collapse of the trellises, making it a losing proposition.

Those who have purchased insurance are in luck, as they can receive some compensation. Those who haven't purchased insurance are likely to lose everything.

After the drought in the first half of the year, Chen Jingle discovered that many individual farmers knew almost nothing about agricultural insurance.

According to the terms of the agricultural insurance policy based on weather index, for disasters such as typhoons, compensation can be obtained as long as the level reaches level six or above.

In the Jiangbei area, large-scale agricultural planting and breeding operations generally purchase insurance. There are several typhoons every year, and without insurance, they simply cannot withstand the impact.

Of course, it's understandable not to buy insurance.

Farmers' income levels are already low, and some are unwilling to even pay for their own medical and social insurance, let alone insure their crops. They still rely on the old mindset of depending on the weather for their livelihood.

Buying is better than not buying; at least it reduces the potential loss.

Taking a full-cost agricultural insurance policy for rice from a certain insurance company as an example, the premium for this type of insurance is 50 yuan per mu, of which the national government subsidizes 45% and the provincial government subsidizes 25%, so farmers only need to pay 30%, or 15 yuan per mu.

The maximum insurance payout is 1100 yuan per mu.

Compensation is available for any crop damage caused directly by natural disasters such as rainstorms, floods (excluding government-mandated flood storage), waterlogging, windstorms, hailstorms, freezing disasters, droughts, earthquakes, high-temperature heat damage, and low-temperature cold damage, where the damage exceeds 25%, resulting in broken rice stalks, damaged or dead plants, or a reduction in the grain setting rate of 25% or more.

Chen Jingle believes that farmers with a certain scale of operation should consider purchasing agricultural insurance.

You can't put all your hopes on the typhoon going around you.

Moreover, besides typhoons, there are other disasters such as floods and droughts.

Of course, everyone knows that there are many tricks in the insurance industry. When buying agricultural insurance, try to choose a large company and carefully read the contract to avoid falling into traps.

In some places, farmers are not allowed to participate in insurance individually; they can only pay collectively through the village.

This really puts the village cadres to the test in terms of discipline.

Another issue is the lack of clarity and transparency in insurance policies and regulations, resulting in compensation payments not reaching farmers.

There have even been cases where insurance companies refused to pay claims after the policy was purchased. Such behavior by insurance companies is utterly despicable and damages not only their own and the industry's reputation, but also the reputation of a small leak that can sink a great ship.

It can only be said that the road to agricultural insurance is long and arduous.

……

The damage to the Chinese cabbage planting base was not significant. After cleaning up the area, Chen Jingle went to another fruit planting base that grows lychees to check on the situation.

The situation at Hongqi's lychee orchards is not too serious because the harvest is generally early and a rush harvest was organized before the typhoon arrived.

Even so, many unharvested Guiwei lychees and Nuomici lychees were damaged, with some fruit cracking after the typhoon.

It's not just one or two, but a large-scale event.

This is caused by drastic fluctuations in soil moisture, leading to fruit enlargement.

In some low-lychee-growing areas, waterlogging even reached above the knees, and because the water could not be drained in time, the fruit had to spoil.

Not only lychees, but also plums, peaches, and apples will crack if there is too much water.

"Fighting drought in the first half of the year and fighting floods in the second half. That's the nature of agriculture."

Chen Jingle sighed.

No wonder everyone likes to get involved in finance and investment; it's such a quick way to make money, why bother farming and struggling to make ends meet?

He spent the whole morning traveling between various planting bases to understand the extent of the damage and help clean up silt, stagnant water, and garbage.

One of the lychee-growing areas experienced a landslide due to heavy rainfall.

When Chen Jingle arrived at the scene and learned of the news, he immediately asked, "Were any people injured?" The area manager said, "No one was injured, but part of the chicken coop collapsed, and about a hundred chickens drowned."

Some planting areas combine fruit cultivation with free-range chicken farming, raising chickens while growing fruit. The meat quality of such free-range chickens is close to that of free-range chickens, and the price is much higher than that of ordinary feed chickens, making it a good way to generate income.

"It's good that everyone is alright." Chen Jingle breathed a sigh of relief. "Let's go check on the situation."

Upon arriving at the scene, the situation was indeed a bit troublesome. Fortunately, the landslide was not severe and was mostly caused by mud and water erosion.

Chen Jingle waved his hand: "The dead chickens need to be buried quickly, otherwise the bacteria will break out and easily infect other live chickens."

After a flood, various diseases are prone to outbreaks because floodwaters breed large numbers of mosquitoes, which then spread diseases. At the same time, both surface water and groundwater may become contaminated.

Sanitation and disinfection work must be carried out effectively.

Holding a shovel, Chen Jingle took the lead in cleaning the chicken coop.

The employee in charge of the planting area quickly stopped him, saying, "Mr. Chen, no need, no need, you can just watch from the side."

Chen Jingle waved his hand in refusal: "Are you looking down on me? I'm also from the countryside. Stop talking nonsense and get on with it."

Let's roll up our sleeves and get to work!
Seeing this, the others stopped saying anything and began to work hard as well.

The boss is personally leading the way, how can you, a nobody, just stand by and watch?

If the leader takes the initiative, others will naturally follow.

The train runs fast because of the locomotive; that's the principle.

……

After cleaning the chicken coop, Chen Jingle also led his men to clean the drainage ditches that led down to the village's paddy fields.

Because in addition to the villagers' private plots, there are also some paddy fields that Hongqi has contracted to grow guavas.

Together with the local villagers who had just arrived after hearing the news, the group numbered several dozen people, making quite a spectacle.

Everyone was either wearing rain boots or had their trousers rolled up, carrying shovels and hoes, and wearing straw hats. There was no sign of dejection; all they showed was their determination to rebuild their homes after the disaster.

In a daze, Chen Jingle seemed to return to that vibrant era when there were many people and great strength, and high enthusiasm for production.

"Damn typhoon!"

Chen Jingle wielded the shovel, feeling an inexhaustible strength within him.

at this time.

Several cars were parked on the county road not far from the village.

A group of people, still wearing raincoats, got out of the car to assess the damage in the surrounding area.

One of the men, who looked young, wore rimless glasses, and was slightly overweight, was someone Chen Jingle would recognize as Yao Hui, the deputy mayor of Jiangbei City, whom he had met once before.

However, Yao Hui was not leading the group; instead, he was standing next to a refined middle-aged man with his hair parted in a side parting.

Clearly, the 3/7 split is of a higher status than him.

The man noticed a group of people gathered in the distance and asked curiously, "Who's organizing the resumption of production over there? Are they local village officials?"

The tools were not uniform, no one was wearing vests, and there were men, women, young and old, but mainly middle-aged and elderly people. It didn't look like an organization from a work unit, but more like a spontaneous act by villagers.

There's no way around it; the affected area is too large, and manpower is limited, so we simply can't manage it all.

Apart from water and electricity lines, we can only hope that the grassroots level will take spontaneous action to help with post-disaster recovery.

Several villages on the other side of the BR county road were also severely affected, and the situation was even more complicated due to their low-lying location.

Yao Hui gestured to his secretary: "Go and ask quickly."

The secretary quickly jogged over.

Taking this opportunity, the man looked in other directions and saw eucalyptus trees blown down on the hilltop, guavas broken in the fields, or fields of flattened rice, and could only sigh inwardly.

After a while, the secretary brought back a man in his fifties with a buzz cut.

Seeing so many people wearing the same raincoats, and many of them clearly from government agencies, I suddenly felt a little nervous: "Good morning, leader, I am Chen Gui, the village chief of Liujia Village."

"Hello, Comrade Chen Gui!"

The middle-aged man with a side parting smiled and shook hands with him: "Could you tell me what the situation is like in the village now? How serious is the disaster?"

Chen Gui was flattered: "It's alright, it's not a big problem. The village has already started clearing up all kinds of fallen trees and scattered garbage, and at the same time, it is dredging the ditches to ensure that the water is drained in time."

"What are all those people doing over there?" the man asked.

Chen Gui replied, "They're clearing the ditches and draining the water in time. That's Hongqi's planting area. The person leading the work is a leader from Hongqi Company, who is said to be the boss's son-in-law. After they finished clearing the lychee orchards on the mountain, they dredged the drainage ditches in the fields below so that the water could flow into the big river below. They're helping each other out with the villagers."

"Hongqi?" The man was slightly taken aback.

Yao Hui, who was standing next to him, hesitated for a moment before replying, "Hongqi is a leading agricultural enterprise in the province and city, mainly engaged in the planting and transportation of vegetables and fruits. I heard that they have recently started to try to enter the community vegetable and fruit fresh food market."

The man asked Chen Gui, "How much do you get per mu for contracting land in the village to grow lychees?"

Chen Gui quickly replied, "The hilltop is 80, the slope is 220, and the paddy field is 380."

"So little?" The man frowned slightly.

Yao Hui didn't say anything.

The village chief quickly said, "It's not a small amount; it's higher than other people's prices. Our land here isn't fertile to begin with, so it's good enough that someone is willing to contract it. All the young people in the village have gone out to work, and the elderly and children can't farm it, so more and more land is being abandoned. It's great that Hongqi's boss is willing to contract it and hire a few more people from the village to help with the work."

The man was somewhat surprised, nodded slightly, and turned to Yao Hui, saying, "Enterprises are important participants in rural revitalization. Only outstanding agricultural enterprises that understand agriculture, love the countryside, and love farmers can achieve mutual prosperity with farmers."

Yao Hui nodded: "You're right!"

Those nearby immediately understood what to do.

……

It rained lightly at noon, but fortunately it didn't have much of an impact.

Chen Jingle ate lunch outside. It was a simple meal: a chicken leg rice. He sat down with the workers in a bungalow in the planting area, opened his lunchbox, and ate heartily.

I can't go home today. There's too much to do, and I have several more places to visit this afternoon.

I was eating when I suddenly received a call from Li Qiguang.

"Where are you now?" Old Li asked curiously on the other end of the phone.

Chen Jingle took a sip of mineral water and swallowed the rice in his mouth: "I'm in Hengling Wayao, what's wrong?"

I haven't stopped all morning; I've been running around non-stop.

Li Qiguang said, "Someone just called me and said that the leaders saw you when they went down to inspect the post-disaster recovery work, and they also expressed their appreciation for our company's work in agriculture, rural areas, and farmers. What exactly did you do?"

"A leader? From the city?" Chen Jingle asked in surprise.

"No, it's the provincial level."

"..."

Chen Jingle was slightly taken aback: "I didn't do anything, it was just normal organization of resuming production. It should be considered a good thing, right?"

The provincial leaders are so busy, would they really pay attention to a nobody like him?

I don't understand.

They were probably just passing by.

"Yes, there should be a brief appearance of him on the provincial radio station's evening news tonight," Li Qiguang said.

"Who?" Chen Jingle asked, surprised and uncertain, "The company or...?"

"Of course it's you, you're here."

Li Qiguang smiled slightly. In a sense, Chen Jingle had given him and Hongqi some recognition.

"what?"

Chen Jingle was completely bewildered. He hadn't even noticed if anyone was carrying a camera nearby, or when or where it was filmed.

Forget it, I don't care!
He just wants to get the company's planting areas back to normal production as soon as possible; all the losses are his own money!
As for the rest, they were all done conveniently.

"Hey you, could you go buy two packs of Furongwang cigarettes for everyone? I'll reimburse you."

After finishing his meal in a hurry, Chen Jingle said.

The workers were immediately delighted: "General Manager Chen is so generous!"

Chen Jingle waved his hand and laughed: "It's nothing! Everyone, let's work harder and try to finish it today, so it doesn't get flooded again when it rains tomorrow or the day after!"

"no problem!"

Everyone was highly motivated.

……

In the evening, Chen Jingle dragged his tired body home.

He definitely won't have time to cook, so my parents made dinner. It was simple, but at least edible.

After a quick shower, I turned on the TV on the second floor and tuned it to the news channel.

They're broadcasting the evening news right now.

My father-in-law wasn't joking; he really did appear on television.

The shot lasts only a few seconds, a fleeting glimpse; you wouldn't even recognize him if you didn't look closely. Judging by the distance in the shot, it's quite far, clearly magnified.

In the video, he looks no different from the villagers around him, energetically wielding a shovel, his hair wet with sweat and a little disheveled.

This footage was included in the post-disaster reconstruction report section.

Was that you just now?

Li Beixing, who was standing next to him, asked curiously.

Chen Jingle was slightly taken aback, not expecting that Teacher Li would actually recognize him.

He immediately recounted his conversation with Comrade Lao Li at noon to Li Beixing.

"I knew it! You don't usually watch the news."

Li Beixing chuckled.

Recalling the scene of Chen Jingle working diligently alongside the villagers, she felt both heartache and pride.

(End of this chapter)