Chapter 1

Zhao fan is twenty-five years old. He has a masculine appearance and a standard figure. After graduating from University at the age of twenty-four, he was admitted to four departments in Xihua city with the results of written examination first, interview second and comprehensive score first. He thought he would do something with excellent results, but he has done some work of serving tea and water in the past year.

Of course, even for such a job, ordinary people can't get in if they sharpen their heads. After all, there are endless opportunities here. If one day luck comes and is valued by a leader, the fate of their life will change dramatically.

Zhao fan's quota was originally reserved for another person, but because his grades were too good, he forcibly squeezed out the competitor, so he was often suppressed by the head of the Department this year. He would be considered for hard work and trouble at the first time. Of course, this is nothing for Zhao fan, as long as he can keep his iron rice bowl.

"It is expected to rain this day." After work, Zhao fan looked up at the sky. The sky was already covered with dark clouds.

Trot all the way back to the dormitory. After taking a bath, Zhao fan lay in bed thinking about tomorrow's work process. He soon fell asleep.

The next day Zhao fan woke up and continued to work the same way. Because Zhao fan was honest and sincere, he kept the iron rice bowl of the municipal Party committee, and found a good girl to get married a few years later. Although the day was plain, it was also down-to-earth.

Twenty years later, Zhao fan is still a small clerk because he has no background and no backstage, but with his wife's income, it is barely enough for his son to go to college

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the thunder exploded, deafening, and Zhao fan suddenly opened his eyes.

"I had a dream. It's really an ordinary life." Zhao fan, who woke up from his dream, wiped a cold sweat on his forehead and sighed in his heart. Although it was just a dream, it was almost the same as reality. For officialdom, it was tantamount to taking a step up without background.

After a look, the window was not closed tightly. The sound of ticking water came from the balcony. Zhao fan hurried out of bed and just closed the window. The mobile phone in his pocket vibrated and prompted to receive a text message.

"Yunzhou meteorological observatory issued an orange rainstorm warning. There will be continuous heavy rainfall in nine cities such as Xihua, Dajing and Yueqing. The Organization Department of Xihua municipal Party committee issued an emergency notice asking Party organizations at all levels and Party members and cadres in the city to attach great importance to and actively participate in the work of flood fighting and disaster relief..."

Just after reading the text message, the mobile phone rang and remembered. The deputy chief of the fourth section called and ordered Zhao Fanming to arrive at the municipal Party committee compound before 8 a.m. to attend the municipal Party committee flood control mobilization meeting.

It rained all night.

The next morning, as Zhao fan expected, after the meeting, the Department drew up the transfer list of the Department. Zhao fan was a newcomer, had no background, and was "specially cared for" by the head of the Department. Naturally, he was inevitably arranged to participate in the front-line flood fighting and disaster relief, and the news came from the front line that he was in urgent need of manpower. He had to go to Xijiang town immediately.

Xijiang town is located in the northwest corner of Xihua city. It is relatively remote. It is the most difficult task among all the reinforcement teams. It is not only dangerous, but also inconvenient to traffic. Many places are muddy roads, especially in rainstorm days.

There were many detours and muddy roads along the way. A female colleague in the same car couldn't help suffering from bumps and almost spit out gall in a plastic bag. Fortunately, Zhao fan was prepared and bought carsickness medicine in the drugstore before coming. Now it's just in use. After dismantling a box, he handed one to the only unmarried and good-looking female colleague in this unit.

Knowing that Zhao fan had carsickness medicine, one after another someone came to borrow one or two pills. Even the team stopped too much for a few minutes, and the leader in front of the team also came to ask for carsickness medicine.

This time, the team leader is Feng Hui, Secretary General of the Secretariat department. This person is very famous in Xihua city. He has always acted vigorously and is not afraid of power. It is precisely because of this that he has offended many people. Otherwise, it is said that he had the opportunity to move up in the past two years.

Xijiang town is Feng Hui's hometown, so this time he volunteered to come to Xijiang town to reinforce flood fighting.

After arriving at Xijiang Town, Secretary General Feng ordered to rush to the flood fighting front as soon as possible. After a hasty meal in the high-lying temporary stronghold, they rushed to the Xijiang dam with the most serious disaster.

There were more than a dozen people in this group. Due to the heavy rain, the sight was only about ten meters. Zhao fan followed Secretary General Feng in a low-key way. Most of the people who could come to this harsh environment were colleagues without background.

After waiting for the Xijiang dam, Zhao fan realized the smallness of human beings and the fragility of life in the face of this natural disaster. The wanton flood mixed with broken branches and broken sand rushed down from the upstream and constantly impacted the Xijiang dam. The waves were choppy, mountains and seas were toppling, and the waves were raging!

Feng Hui stood at the front of the crowd. Standing beside him was the mayor of Xijiang town. The heavy rain had wetted everyone. This level of rainstorm had no use for umbrellas. When he pushed away the raincoat handed over by the mayor, Feng Hui showed an anxious look on his face and said loudly, "was the tone of breaking the dike blocked? Also, have the people evacuated safely? Are there any casualties? "

The mayor quickly nodded and said solemnly: "they are blocked, but the effect is not great. The water level has been rising. If the rainfall continues to increase, I'm afraid the embankment will burst. The people have been evacuated. There is no news of casualties for the time being, but many villagers are unwilling to leave..."

Xijiang town is a key flood prevention area every year. If there is a major flood, such as this year, the city will give up Xijiang town in order to preserve the overall situation. At the moment, the accompanying staff have started evacuating people there, but who is willing to leave the place where they have lived for a lifetime?

Zhao fan followed Secretary General Feng and looked at Xijiang Town, which had been almost half submerged below. Many chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep, pots and pans floated in the water. Many people looked at their homes in despair and couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears on their faces.

After taking another look at the raging river, Feng Hui said loudly, "go and do ideological work for the villagers. If it's really impossible, I'll inform the army to evacuate forcibly. Life is more important than home. Only when you live can you have hope and a chance to make a comeback!"

Then a group of people followed Secretary General Feng and walked towards the middle of the dam. Many people were carrying sandbags and driving wooden stakes to prevent the flood from pouring into the lower part, because many good fields had been flooded. That was the food rations of the people in the coming year!

As he walked, the mayor said, "now we have mobilized all the young labor force. There are so many crops below. How much can we save? I hope it will be sunny soon."

Just then, there was a noise ahead, which sounded particularly chaotic.

"What's going on?" Secretary General Feng asked with a frozen eyebrow.

The mayor said helplessly, "secretary general, the people are not willing to evacuate. They may have been on the dam."

Secretary General Feng sighed and walked quickly towards the rainstorm.

When I was near, I saw that many villagers were excited and argued loudly with their entourage. The scene was chaotic.

"Folks, please listen to me!" The mayor quickly shouted, "I'm the mayor of Xijiang town. This is the Secretary General of Xihua municipal Party committee. He came to see you on behalf of the municipal Party committee. Don't get excited. Have something to say!"

Everyone is wet. Of course, the Secretary General doesn't wear a raincoat, and Zhao fan and his entourage naturally won't wear it. You can be mediocre and do nothing. However, if you let the leaders see that you don't like you, you won't watch your words and colors, and you can't blame others for losing your iron rice bowl.