There is a cute wife at home: Mr. President, please hold on

Anderson didn't have any objection to Zhen Jiabao's rude behavior. After all, he was still pregnant. Even if Desen didn't care about the child in Zhen Jiabao's womb, he was still willing to give the child some preferential treatment for Zhen Jiabao's sake.

It's just that Zhen Jiabao's side is at leisure, and Shen Feiyu's side is a bit difficult. In fact, during this period of time, it is not only those famous ladies who want to ask Zhen Jiabao, but families with boys of the right age want to ask Zhen Jiabao almost every day. Called home to be a guest, the little Jiujiu in my heart can be heard clearly through the phone microphone.

In such a situation where the family was at leisure and the family was worried, neither of them noticed that Anderson seemed to be getting busier recently. Zhen Jiabao even saw Anderson twice a day when he was watching the news, and couldn't help complaining why he was so busy .

In the middle of the news, the weather forecast said that there might be a typhoon in the near future. Zhen Jiabao clicked his tongue and reached out to turn off the TV, and went upstairs to rest leisurely.

A few days later, Zhen Jiabao heard the news of the typhoon on the news. At that time, Zhen Jiabao was eating the small biscuits that the maid had just baked, and heard the piercing siren blare from the news that had been used as the background board, and then howling With the sound of the wind, the always gentle maid showed a horrified expression, and almost instantly dropped the things on her hands and got under the table.

Zhen Jiabao: ...

As for?
Turning his head to look at the TV screen, Zhen Jiabao has not seen news about typhoons. Country G is originally an island country, and typhoons often visit almost all year round.

But this time the typhoon seems to be particularly severe... Zhen Jiabao looked at the tragic scene on the TV screen. The monstrous flood was washing away wooden houses one by one, the utility poles were severely broken, and all kinds of sundries were floating on the water, including All kinds of daily necessities rushed out of the house, broken tree trunks, and even people struggling in the water.

Zhen Jiabao forgot to eat the biscuits in his mouth, and looked at the small map marked in the lower right corner of the news to identify the exact location of the disaster area.

It wasn't too far from here, Zhen Jiabao couldn't bear it, and helped the maid under the table to stand up.

The maid said with a pale face, "I'm sorry... I'm sorry miss, I just..."

Zhen Jiabao knew it well, and tried not to irritate her and said, "I know, you have experienced floods before."

The maid Nuonuo nodded: "I lost my home because of a typhoon when I was a child, and then I came here to work."

Zhen Jiabao sighed, and patted her hand: "Why don't you take a rest today, and put aside work matters first."

After sending the maid away, Zhen Jiabao checked the news about the typhoon, and found that the typhoon was almost the strongest in the past ten years, causing countless victims to be displaced, and all living facilities were completely destroyed.

Looking at the real photos in the news, Zhen Jiabao suddenly felt his throat tighten. After hesitating for a long time, he took the initiative to find someone when Anderson finally returned to the manor today.

Anderson came back with Shen Feiyu, both of them had the same serious expressions on their faces, while Shen Feiyu looked a little more angry.

Zhen Jiabao was standing at the door just in time to hear Shen Feiyu who was inside the door shouting: "This is simply forcing us to disperse our property. Have they thought about how much money is needed to revitalize such a large disaster-stricken area? This is taking away the property directly. Failure to do so will drain our blood.”

Anderson's voice was calm: "You talk too much, can you say these words casually?"

Listening to what they said about disaster relief, Zhen Jiabao carefully knocked on the door.

"Who?" The two people inside the door said in unison.

After Zhen Jiabao entered the door, he saw the surprised expressions of the two of them, and stuck out his tongue in embarrassment—it wasn't that she was too lazy, but that Michong's life was too lazy. Every night when she was asleep, Anderson and Anderson were often still working. And when they went out to work the next day, Zhen Jiabao was probably still lying on the bed and fast asleep.

When Anderson saw the person coming, Zhen Jiabao softened instantly: "Why did you come to see me so late, what's the matter?"

Zhen Jiabao trotted to the chair next to Anderson and sat down: "I just saw the news today that some areas were hit by a typhoon, so I came to ask if we can help those victims a little bit—but I heard you at the door just now. Talk about topics like disaster relief... Do you want to go with me?"

Zhen Jiabao looked at Anderson with his big eyes blinking, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to press Zhen Jiabao's watery eyes and said coldly: "Don't look at me with such puppy eyes, I'm not Shen Feiyu, I don't want to eat your tricks... …You did go with someone, but it wasn't the two of us, it was the new one. '

Anderson's tone was calm, but Zhen Jiabao was shocked when he heard it: "Really? I'm so good...Wait, do you mean that the higher-ups entrusted you with the task of disaster relief?"

After digesting the news, Zhen Jiabao slowly said: "I really know what a combination of politics and business is. I never thought that the higher-ups would trust you so much and entrust you with such an important matter."

Shen Feiyu said coolly at the side: "It's not that... once he said that he would hand over the disaster relief to An, he wouldn't even pay for it, and asked a group of finance ministers to cry in front of us and say that the economy is really tight... fart."

Zhen Jiabao was taken aback by Shen Feiyu's tone, and Shen Feiyu restrained his tone when he saw this: "In short, although this disaster relief is nominally appointed by the government, all of them will use our money. The government...is really calculating."

Zhen Jiabao was dumbfounded and said: "There is still such a rogue operation...Then what should we do?"

Anderson said indifferently: "What can we do? For now, we have to bite the bullet. Anyway, it's not a difficult task, but the money needed can't be handed out at once."

Zhen Jiabao pondered for a while. Although the two of them are not in a good mood now, since they are going to provide disaster relief...

"Then can I go? I've always had this idea after reading the news, and maybe I'll find something else after I go."

Zhen Jiabao had a whimsical idea, but Shen Feiyu immediately refused: "No!"

Zhen Jiabao didn't back down either: "Why not!"

Shen Feiyu was angry: "This... just happened a typhoon disaster there, how can you ensure safety? And if you get tired or fall... In short, you can't do it!"

Zhen Jiabao said helplessly: "I'm not a child, I should know the seriousness, right uncle, you see, I want to solve your problems so much, just let me go."

Shen Feiyu also looked at Anderson's idea of ​​wanting him to reject Zhen Jiabao with fierce eyes, but Anderson nodded in agreement after being silent for a while: "Alright, then you can go with Feiyu...to pack your things, I Immediately arrange a car for you, it’s better to do disaster relief sooner.”

Shen Feiyu said in surprise, "Anderson!"

Anderson looked the same, ignoring Shen Feiyu's accusation and only said to Zhen Jiabao: "Remember what you said before, be careful." It was the first time Zhen Jiabao really went out after being brought back by Anderson, and he saw the sky on weekdays Although the children were locked up in the manor by Anderson, although life was comfortable and comfortable, after all, it was inevitable that there was a feeling of yearning for fresh air outside.

Zhen Jiabao and Shen Feiyu sat in the comfortable back seat of the car and drove towards the disaster area. Shen Feiyu was still sulking because he didn't want Zhen Jiabao to check there in person. Although Zhen Jiabao had wanted to leave the manor for a long time, he wanted to go Disaster relief, so there is no mood to appreciate the scenery.

Anderson's manor was built on the outskirts some distance away from the central city. Because of his preference for secluded places for prosperity, the manor is basically surrounded by forests. The car walked on the forest road for a while before seeing other residential areas.

"The architectural style here is really strange."

Zhen Jiabao lay on the car window and looked out. Since he had never seen any buildings other than Anderson's manor, he was particularly interested in the residential areas he saw.

The cars dispatched from the manor were all printed with the logo of Anderson Enterprises. Some passers-by would smile kindly with the people in the cars after seeing this logo. I like the simple folk customs of Bian.

It seemed that Anderson was quite well-known among the public, and Zhen Jiabao suddenly felt honored for some reason.

Shen Feiyu followed Zhen Jiabao's line of sight and looked out. He has long been accustomed to the kindness of the people-you must know that although Anderson was ruthless in his business, he also had a lot to gain a foothold here quickly. The destination has done a lot of good things to benefit the people.

Although Anderson's actions were mostly for his own benefit, the people who had been favored back then always regarded Anderson as a kind entrepreneur. This also made Anderson feel like a fish in water in country G. Even if the newly appointed prime minister was afraid of Anderson, We also have to weigh and weigh how to moisten things and deal with him silently.

But it is precisely because of this that the drudgery of this disaster relief fell on Anderson's head-although it is always good for Anderson to say it, but with the virtue of the government of country G, how could it be possible to worry about taking all the credit? With Anderson here, at most, Anderson will only get a reputation, but the money spent for disaster relief may not be recovered.

What's more, the area affected by this typhoon is not small. I am afraid that if the victims are resettled like the previous disaster relief methods, and the money spent on subsequent living supplies is added, even a rich and powerful chaebol like Anderson can't do it all at once. Just take it out.

The prime minister is about to tear himself apart—Shen Feiyu has recognized this fact like never before. He wanted to refuse the disaster relief job but couldn't speak up. If he did it seriously, he could at least gain a good reputation. If something goes a little wrong in this matter, the government will immediately make a big fuss and try their best to pull Anderson down.

This is really... Shen Feiyu looked helplessly at the back of Zhen Jiabao's round head exposed to him lying on the car window, and kept regretting why he didn't try his best to refuse Zhen Jiabao's involvement in this matter?
Zhen Jiabao was still looking at the passing buildings outside the car, which was different from all the buildings she saw in the manor. The houses of these ordinary residents built outside the manor basically had a wide road outside. In the corridor, children of many families lie down on it to do their homework, and a few children play games like jumping rubber bands, but it is more common to do business directly in this corridor.