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Chapter 93 The Tall and Majestic Once Glorious

Chapter 92 The Tall and Majestic Once Glorious

The car bumped along the muddy mountain road for more than half an hour before finally stopping in front of a warning line.

Inside the warning line, floodwaters, carrying mud, sand, and gravel, were violently pounding against the ruins of the Wushan Water Station. A huge breach had been torn in the once-sturdy dike, and the turbid yellow water, like a wild horse, roared and surged towards the villages at the foot of the mountain.

Standing at a distance, Lin Chen could see the gap in the glaring light. Yes, it was the place Lin Chen had inspected yesterday. He felt as if something was hitting his head hard, and his head was buzzing.

Damn it, that's fucking amazing.

In the distance, several inflatable boats shuttled back and forth on the water. The shouts of rescuers, the sound of the inflatable boats' engines, and the faint sound of crying were mixed together with the sound of the pouring rain, creating a chaotic scene.

They are using sandbags to plug the gap.

It's like sending mutton into the tiger's mouth.

Song Jiehui pushed open the car door and saw the scene before him; his face was even darker than the night.

Station Chief Ma Boyang, upon seeing Song Jiehui arrive, immediately cried out, "Director Song, I was wrong, I was really wrong, I really didn't know it would turn out like this. I should have listened to Director Lin. Please give me a chance, I have elderly parents and young children to support..."

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Ma Boyang knew he was definitely out of the job as station manager, and he was afraid he would lose his job as well.

"Shut up!" Song Jiehui shouted angrily. "Ma Boyang, what time is it? What's the use of crying? Get moving and plug the leak as soon as possible."

Now is not the time to punish people.

Song Jiehui can tell the difference.

"This gap is too big; sandbags simply can't fill it." Ma Boyang wiped the rain off his face, his voice hoarse. "Moreover, the current is too strong, and it's too dangerous for the assault boat to get close to the gap. Besides, we don't have many sandbags left; we'll need heavy machinery or strong steel bars now."

Indeed, with this gap, even a small sandbag thrown in would be washed away immediately, serving no purpose whatsoever.

"Danger? I'll do it even if it's dangerous. Don't talk to me about difficulty; I don't care about that right now." Song Jiehui's eyes widened as he pointed in the direction of the gap: "I don't care what method you use, you have to plug this gap within an hour, or you can stop working here."

"Director Song, it's not that I'm afraid of death. If you said I could use my life to stop this flood, I would jump in without hesitation right now. But it's really no use." Ma Boyang was a little tearful.

"It's useless. How do you know it's useless if you didn't even jump?" Lin Chen also looked down on him. This guy was just a piece of trash.

"Is there really no other way?" Song Jiehui stared intently ahead.

Just then, Lin Chen turned to Song Jiehui and said, "Director Song, we can try using large trucks." Lin Chen pointed to two large trucks parked not far away. According to Lin Chen's estimation, these trucks were over ten meters long and should be able to wed the gap. Moreover, given the weight of the trucks, they certainly wouldn't be washed away. As long as there was a load-bearing place, blocking the gap would be simple.

Ma Boyang was stunned for a moment, thinking Lin Chen's idea was too crazy: "No, this truck costs a million each, using it to fill the gap, isn't that a bit of a waste?"

This guy's an idiot. Does Xinhai Company need money? Does he need you to worry about it?

Lin Chen raised his voice and said resolutely, "At a time like this, who cares about a few dollars? Is a person more important or money?"

If one truck isn't enough, use two. If that still doesn't work, just throw all the trucks in.

Ma Boyang was dumbfounded. He had never thought that this could be done. He looked at Song Jiehui, who glanced at Lin Chen and then gritted his teeth and replied, "Just listen to Lin Chen. Use trucks to fill the gaps. If one truck isn't enough, use two. I'm giving you that authority."

Song Jiehui does have some guts in this regard.

And so, with a roar, two brand-new trucks were driven into the gap without hesitation.

Sure enough, the effect was immediate. With the truck as a support, the sandbags were no longer easily swept away, and the water flow at the breach gradually slowed down, with the shrinking trend visible to the naked eye.

Seeing that the breach had been brought under control to some extent, Song Jiehui's expression relaxed considerably.

Lin Chen felt a little more at ease. Suddenly, something came to mind, so he squatted down in front of a section of the collapsed dam and picked up a piece of loose concrete with his fingertips.

With the slightest pressure of a fingertip, the concrete crumbled into powder, which, mixed with sand, leaked through the gaps between the fingers.

Not right.

Normal dam concrete, even if soaked and eroded by floods, would never be this fragile.

He stood up and walked along the remains of the dam, his eyes sweeping over the exposed steel bars. The bars were pitifully thin and rusty, and when he gently bent them, he could see obvious creases.

Holy crap.

Further in, he saw a dense network of honeycomb holes on a broken section of the dam. Lin Chen remembered learning about this structure in college; it was a typical characteristic of shoddy construction projects where the cement grade was insufficient and the concrete was not properly compacted.

Although it was as expected, Lin Chen's heart sank to the bottom.

He then looked at the water level recorded by the water station last night. The highest water level was only 7 meters. In other words, when the water level reached 7 meters, the Wushan water station experienced a dam breach.

This is absolutely absurd.

This is a model project that everyone praises and laudes.

It's so incredibly ironic.

Just then, a piercing siren blared from afar, breaking through the light rain.

Several gleaming black cars, ignoring the muddy road conditions, roared to a stop outside the police cordon.

The car door opened, and Zeng Huihuang stepped out.

He was dressed in a sharp, custom-made suit, his hair was combed so meticulously that a fly could slip on it, and he held an exquisite black umbrella in his hand, the edge of which was so watertight that it completely isolated him from the disheveled surroundings.

A group of henchmen followed behind, including a cameraman and a secretary.

He strode up to Song Jiehui, his face bearing a perfectly measured expression of grief, his brows furrowed as if carrying a thousand-pound burden, yet his tone carried an undeniable authority: "Comrade Song Jiehui, how is the situation now?"

Song Jiehui immediately reported to his superior: "President Zeng, I took strong measures as soon as I arrived. The breach is now basically under control. Although there is still a small gap, the water volume is not large. I estimate that it will be completely blocked in another hour."

Zeng Huihuang asked anxiously, "What about the casualties?" This was the key point. Dams can be rebuilt, and Zeng Huihuang was confident that he could build another hundred such dams.

Song Jiehui also dared not be vague: "We have not yet received specific notifications regarding the casualties among the public, but one of our water station employees was swept away by the water and has not yet been found. The situation is not optimistic."

Upon hearing this, Zeng Huihuang's expression revealed a hint of anger and disappointment. He said sternly, "Comrade Song Jiehui, human life is of paramount importance. We must mobilize everyone in the company to participate in the rescue operation. We must put people first and ensure the safety of employees and the public. Now is the golden time for rescue, so we must not delay."

Song Jiehui immediately replied, "This was arranged when we arrived. The company has already sent Comrade Tan Huasheng, leading no fewer than 200 people, 300 inflatable boats, and 1000 life jackets, to the downstream area to participate in the rescue operation with the locals. I believe there will be good results soon."

Tan Huasheng did intend to come to the water station, but Song Jiehui arranged for him to go downstream for rescue.

Zeng Huihuang's brows slowly relaxed, and he moved a little closer, saying in a low voice, "Comrade Jiehui, when I arrived, General Manager Fan gave me important instructions, which was to put me in full charge of handling the aftermath of this accident. His opinion was also very clear: to minimize the impact of this accident. We must reach this consensus now."

"I will resolutely carry out the decision of the city company leadership." Song Jiehui has one good point: he is quick to express his opinion, but he doesn't follow everything.

"Who told you to take these pictures!" A sharp shout suddenly rang out.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound and saw Zhang Junmin from the propaganda department secretly pointing his camera in their direction. Zeng Huihuang strode forward, slapped the camera out of his hand, and said with an icy gaze, "Do you know what time it is? At a time like this, you still have the leisure to take pictures like this?"

Zhang Junmin trembled with fear and stammered, unable to speak: "I...I...I just planned to take some photos of the scene for record-keeping."

"Comrade Song Jiehui!" Zeng Huihuang turned to Song Jiehui, his tone stern, "Immediately issue an order: no one on site is allowed to take photos! Any photos already taken must be deleted immediately! Not a single one can be kept!"

Song Jiehui was taken aback: "I asked them to take some photos for record-keeping—"

Zeng Huihuang waved his hand: "I brought professional accident investigators with me. They can take the photos of the scene."

Song Jiehui dared not delay and immediately shouted to relay the order.

After setting everything up, Zeng Huihuang led his men inside. The cameramen behind him also moved quickly, knowing that their leader was about to begin; they were all too familiar with this kind of atmosphere.

Zeng Huihuang was slightly surprised to see the large trucks being used to plug the breach. Song Jiehui immediately explained, "I had no choice but to sacrifice two trucks to plug the breach as quickly as possible."

Zeng Huihuang even went so far as to praise him, saying, "Comrade Jiehui, you have guts! You did a great job. Blocking the breach means protecting the lifeline; everything else is secondary."

Song Jiehui also turned around and said, "This was Comrade Lin Chen's idea; I dare not take credit for it."

Zeng Huihuang glanced back at Lin Chen, seemingly displeased, but remained silent and continued walking forward.

Lin Chen ignored him.

"Mr. Zeng, it's dangerous inside, don't go any further." His secretary reminded him. The inside was already muddy, and the dam was not completely blocked yet, so there was a risk of a secondary collapse.

Near the breach, workers were carrying sandbags, their clothes soaked through, trousers covered in mud, and faces glistening with rain and sweat. Seeing the well-dressed leader walk in, the workers stopped, looking at him with puzzled expressions, whispering among themselves, "What's this leader doing here?" "He looks so important, why is he crawling into this mud pit?"

Amidst everyone's puzzled gazes and under the lens of his personal photographer, Zeng Huihuang, disregarding all shame, actually took off his shoes and socks in public, then squatted down, picked up a sandbag, and carried it into the gap.

Holy crap.

Unbelievable, unimaginable.

If you're so tough, take your pants off too.

Not only his secretary, but also a bunch of people following behind him were terrified, shouting repeatedly, "President Zeng! Be careful! Don't go any further!" and "Quickly provide backup, don't let the leader take the blame!"

Zeng Huihuang turned around and waved his hand, indicating that he didn't care: "In the face of a great disaster, we should not care about our position or status. We should all contribute our share."

How noble and inspiring those words were! The surrounding workers were instantly moved; some even dropped their sandbags and clapped wildly, shouting, "Well done, General Manager Zeng!" and "Learn from General Manager Zeng!"

Damn it, stop showing off and hurry up and plug the gap.

Lin Chen stood there, looking at Zeng Huihuang's familiar "ready to die" expression, and suddenly remembered how Tan Huasheng looked when he jumped into the pit. It wasn't just the same, it was exactly the same. It seems that Tan Huasheng's acting skills were learned from Zeng Huihuang.

Seriously, this drama is so cringe-worthy, it gives me goosebumps.

Seeing that the atmosphere was about right, Zeng Hui stood directly at the half-blocked gap, wiped the rainwater off his face, making himself look like a big mess, and then delivered a passionate and moving speech.

"Comrades!" His voice carried through the rain, carrying a deliberately rousing fervor: "Floods may destroy our dams, may destroy our homes, but they cannot destroy the fighting spirit of the Xinhai people, nor can they destroy our faith. Faced with disaster, we are fearless, we rise to the challenge, and we have taken responsibility. As the company's leader, I hereby promise to lead everyone in fighting this flood, protecting the lives and property of every employee and member of the public. I hope everyone will remember this moment, remember this pain, turn grief into strength, unite as one, not betray the team, and work together to overcome this difficult time..."

"Waaah!" One of the more emotional workers burst into tears on the spot, wiping away his tears and shouting, "Manager Zeng is absolutely right! We'll work for you!"

The previously exhausted workers were suddenly energized, their eyes bloodshot. Those who used to carry one bag of sand were now carrying two, their steps were much lighter, and they were shouting slogans.

"General Manager Zeng"

"General Manager Zeng"

"General Manager Zeng"

When employees have faith, the company has hope.

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