The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

Xia Meng is the district chief who was transferred here temporarily!

Everyone's eyes immediately changed when they looked at Xia Meng.

Especially the man who had been looking for trouble before, his face suddenly turned ugly. Of course, he now did not dare to show the slightest disgust or arrogance towards Xia Meng. All he had was the fear of being retaliated against and the fear of offending Xia Meng.

"Ah... this," the man gritted his teeth and took the initiative to step forward, apologizing to Xia Meng very flexibly.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't know you were the district chief who was transferred here," the man said with a hint of bitterness on his face.

"You know that the social order is in chaos right now. I was afraid that people with ulterior motives would come in and cause trouble, so I was so strict with you. This is all my fault. I didn't investigate it clearly. I'm really sorry!"

The man's expression was sincere, his tone was genuine, and he bowed deeply to Xia Meng. Xia Meng didn't say anything, so he just kept bending over and didn't get up.

At this time, everyone was looking at Xia Meng.

Wang Wenna and Chang Miao looked at each other and looked at the people around them with unfriendly eyes.

Xia Meng looked at the man who bowed and apologized to her, but did not forgive him for the sake of the overall situation. Instead, she said,

"You shouldn't have to apologize to me."

"The reason you apologized to me is simply because I am the district chief who was transferred here and I am superior to you in status, so you apologized to me."

"This only shows that you didn't take what I said before to heart, and you didn't really realize your mistake."

"You are just a public servant. What are you so proud of? Why do you look down on ordinary people?"

The man bent over, his expression becoming increasingly ugly, his hands clenched into fists, but he did not dare to refute at all.

"Look," Xia Meng sneered, "you think you are superior to ordinary workers, and in order to show your superiority, you don't allow ordinary people to come here. But just because my position is higher than yours, you have to apologize to me and be scolded by me like a grandson. Are you happy?"

"Do you have the right to be angry? Isn't this what you're after? I'm of higher status than you, so I have the right to scold you. Why are you angry? What right do you have to be angry?"

Xia Meng's words stunned the people around her. Yes!

Before, although they felt that the director had gone too far, they did not think it was a mistake. But at this moment, when Xia Meng said it in straightforward terms, they suddenly felt that something was wrong.

Seeing that the man was bending over and not speaking, Xia Meng said,

"The most important task now is disaster relief. We'll deal with your matter later!"

The man let out a long sigh and agreed timidly.

Wang Wenna kept the man's appearance in mind, so that the district chief would be too busy in the future and forget about this man.

Xia Meng checked the time and called Zhou Yishan;

"Hello?" Xia Meng got straight to the point, "Where are you?"

Zhou Yishan, "I'm allocating disaster relief supplies."

Xia Meng, "Send me the list and quantity of disaster relief supplies, and I'll come back for the meeting when you're done."

Zhou Yishan, "Okay!"

Zhou Yishan was very efficient and sent a document to Xia Meng in a short while.

Perhaps Xia Meng was transferred here temporarily, so Zhou Yishan was afraid that Xia Meng would not be able to handle the disaster relief issues, so he was busy running around.

When I finally had some free time, I rushed back to attend the meeting.

During the period before Zhou Yishan came, Xia Meng took the information given by Zhou Yishan and read it carefully several times.

After Zhou Yishan arrived, Xia Meng immediately called everyone to a meeting.

At the meeting, Xia Meng did not have a lengthy opening speech, but went straight to the point, which was how to provide disaster relief!

Based on past experience, Xia Meng divided everyone into several groups and clarified the division of labor in each group.

The meeting lasted for more than two hours. After the meeting, Xia Meng immediately took Zhou Yishan to the temporary resettlement site.

Although the temporary resettlement site was still a bit messy, at least everyone had a place to stay. It was just that...due to the rush and the narrow space, friction was inevitable.

When Xia Meng led people to the temporary resettlement site, it was in a mess. Although bedding was distributed to every household, the conditions were not comparable to those at home.

Many children come to an unfamiliar environment. The older children are fine, but the younger children start crying and making a fuss.

Although the birth rate is now terrible due to natural disasters, the domestic base is large, and if you don't give birth, there are plenty of people who will, so there are many children under five years old in the venue.

These children started crying. It might be okay if it was just one or two of them, but when several children started crying together, the already tense and depressing atmosphere became even more anxious.

When Xia Meng and his group arrived, the staff in charge of the venue wanted to lead Xia Meng in, but Xia Meng waved her hand.

"Go and do your job well. You don't need to worry about us."

The person in charge looked at Zhou Yishan helplessly. Zhou Yishan nodded at her, and the person in charge breathed a sigh of relief and went about his own business.

Xia Meng was dressed in ordinary clothes and did not have the airs or status of a leader, so she did not attract anyone's attention when she came.

Xia Meng walked a few steps and saw a woman sleeping on the quilt, with a little boy sitting next to her with his hands on his knees.

The little boy looked to be only three or four years old, but he looked very thin. He buried his head between his knees, neither saying a word nor moving.

Xia Meng felt something was wrong, so she walked over, squatted beside the little boy, and asked softly,

"Kid? Kid?"

Xia Meng called out several times before the little boy finally raised his head with a confused look on his face, but his eyes looked at Xia Meng without focus. After a moment, the little boy's eyes finally focused.

"Little friend," Xia Meng gave the little boy a bright and gentle smile.

"What happened to your mother?"

Xia Meng's eyes fell on the woman lying on the ground.

The little boy glanced at Xia Meng and opened his mouth but said nothing.

The little boy was very thin, with a face full of a pair of big lifeless eyes that stood out. When he looked at people, his eyes were dull, as if he was looking at Xia Meng, or as if he was looking at something else, or maybe he was looking at nothing, revealing a simple sense of trance.

What's wrong with this little boy?

Xia Meng called softly again, "Little friend?"

The little boy stared at Xia Meng for a while before he whispered,

"Fell asleep."

Xia Meng looked at the woman lying on the ground. She thought she was sick because she looked pale, but she didn't expect that she was just asleep.

Xia Meng felt a little embarrassed and was about to stand up and leave, but she didn't expect that with her sensitive hearing, she heard a hungry 'growling' sound from the little boy's stomach.

It's hungry!

Zhou Yishan immediately said, "Don't worry, District Chief Xia, we will distribute free food soon."

Xia Meng, "What is it?"

Zhou Yishan, "There is rice porridge, some steamed buns, and pickles."

Quite simple.

Xia Meng, "Can you eat enough?"

Zhou Yishan shook his head. "Adults get two steamed buns per meal, and children get one."

At this point, Zhou Yishan couldn't help but sigh.

"District Chief Xia, we have done our best."

Xia Meng pursed her lips and nodded.

Xia Meng felt sorry for the skinny little boy, so she reached into her pocket, took out a sandwich and handed it to the boy...