Officialdom: From village head to provincial party secretary

Zhao Liming's pupils shrank and he looked at Feng Guozhi coldly.

According to the timeline, a swine fever that will cause the country to lose trillions of dollars is about to sweep the country.

Moreover, the number of pigs that died from this African swine fever reached hundreds of millions.

It even caused no less than a hundred farms across the country to go bankrupt, and implicated countless people.

Then, plagues such as schistosomiasis broke out among the people.

The national economy showed a downward trend for the first time.

"..."

When Zhao Liming opened his mouth, not only Feng Guozhi was stunned, but also Chen Tieqiao and his wife, and even Chen Xiuzhen were all stunned, and they all looked at Zhao Liming.

"Village Chief Zhao, please speak..."

There was a tremor in Feng Guozhi's voice, but he nodded anyway.

"Did you poison the farm in our village?"

Zhao Liming looked at Feng Guozhi very seriously, not joking at all.

"..."

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole place fell silent.

It's not just Chen Tieqiao's family.

Even Feng Guozhi froze in place.

Was it him who poisoned the village farm?

What do you mean?

What does this mean?

Could it be that what happened at the farm today wasn’t a problem with the pigs themselves?

But... someone is playing tricks?

"Village Chief Zhao, I...I..."

Feng Guozhi was about to collapse.

It's already this time, and you're still asking about this.

Do you know what this question you asked means to me?

"I just want to know, is it or is it not?"

Zhao Liming is a principled man.

Please let me help you.

can.

But, one thing comes to another.

I have to figure this out before I'm asked to come out.

Another thing is whether you did it or not.

Because... Zhao Liming would never allow himself to be doing things for him.

Instead he stabbed himself in the back.

"I...I...Yes, I did it. I poisoned the pigs. Village Chief Zhao, I was really wrong. Please forgive me. Please save the pigs in the meat processing plant!"

Feng Guozhi cried and said.

How could he not know what Zhao Liming meant by saying this in person?

The meaning is obvious.

The pig was rescued.

It was all thanks to Zhao Liming.

If it's not rescued.

It is you, Feng Guozhi, who should take the blame.

Because, you can poison the farm in our village once.

Why can’t we poison the farms under the meat processing plants?

But under such circumstances, Feng Guozhi had no choice but to admit it.

"Boom!"

The Chen family members felt a buzzing in their heads.

Did someone really poison the farm in the village?

Or is it the director of the meat processing plant in front of you?

More importantly, there is now an outbreak of swine fever in their meat processing plant.

He actually had the nerve to ask Zhao Liming to save the situation.

"Lead the way."

When Zhao Liming saw that Feng Guozhi admitted it, he was completely relieved.

At least he doesn't have to worry about someone stabbing him in the back.

"Village Chief Zhao, please..."

When Feng Guozhi heard this, he immediately wiped the sweat off his forehead and made an invitation.

"Limin..."

As soon as Zhao Liming turned around, he was stopped by Chen Xiuzhen who ran out of the house.

The farm in the village was poisoned.

He almost lost his position as village chief.

What now?

When something happened at their meat processing plant, they asked Zhao Liming to go.

At this moment, Chen Xiuzhen had to worry whether these people would do something bad again.

"Don't worry! It's okay, wait for me at home."

Zhao Liming gave Chen Xiuzhen a comforting look, then rode his bicycle, followed Feng Guozhi, and immediately rushed towards the county.

"I……"

Chen Xiuzhen was still very anxious.

However, under Zhao Liming's gaze, she still nodded.

Because...she believes in her man.

……

"Village Chief Zhao, this way please..."

After two hours of rushing.

Under the leadership of Feng Guozhi, Zhao Liming finally arrived at the large breeding farm under the meat processing plant.

Feng Guozhi quickly invited him.

"it is good!"

Zhao Liming nodded.

Immediately followed behind.

"Old Feng, where are the people?"

As soon as we entered the farm, we were greeted by the factory director Zhang Jingzhong and a large group of farm leaders.

"Director, this is Village Chief Zhao Limin."

Feng Guozhi wiped the sweat off his face, ran forward and introduced Zhao Liming.

"Village Chief Zhao, thank you for your hard work."

Zhang Jingzhong didn't have time to say hello, he just walked over, shook Zhao Liming's hand and greeted him.

"Director Zhang, you are too polite. Please lead the way!"

Zhao Liming said directly.

"it is good!"

Zhang Jingzhong didn't waste any time and immediately led the way.

Soon, the group walked towards the interior of the farm together.

As soon as you enter the farm, you are greeted by an unpleasant smell of disinfectant.

Moreover, a large number of farm workers were carrying dead pig bodies onto trucks while disinfecting the farm.

Those pigs that were not dead lay in the pigsty, gasping for breath, as if they might suffocate at any time.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Liming's brows furrowed.

"Village Chief Zhao, have you noticed the pig's symptoms?"

Zhang Jingzhong wiped the sweat off his face and looked at Zhao Liming and asked.

"Director Zhang, are the pigs in your farm disinfected once a week, washed every three days, fed once a day, and fed with grass, fruits and other pig food?"

Zhao Liming glanced at the pig food chisel and asked.

"Yes, if you want the pigs to grow fast, they must be clean and have a balanced diet."

Zhang Jingzhong nodded.

Although every village and commune in the county has started breeding.

However, they have a large breeding farm under the meat processing plant.

But it has to supply meat to the entire county and surrounding counties.

Therefore, the conditions for raising pigs in their farms are definitely not comparable to those in rural farms.

"really……"

Zhao Liming nodded.

It is basically determined what disease these pigs are suffering from.

"Director Zhang, immediately stop the disinfection and inject 50 milliliters of penicillin into all the pigs. Also, assign me 50 helpers, and do it quickly..."

Zhao Liming immediately spoke urgently.

"what?"

Zhang Jingzhong and the leaders present were stunned.

Stop disinfection?

Penicillin injection?

You know, there's a plague now?

Disinfection is a must.

As for penicillin?

Everyone knows that only oxytetracycline is effective for pigs.

Penicillin was essentially useless.

What does he mean by this arrangement?

"If you don't want more pigs to die, do what I say immediately."

Seeing that Zhang Jingzhong didn't move, Zhao Liming immediately emphasized.

"Quick, do as Village Chief Zhao says, quick..."

Zhang Jingzhong clenched his fist.

At this point, we can only try our best to save the situation.

"Stop the laughing poison immediately and give me a penicillin injection."

"Inject 50 milliliters of penicillin into each pig, quickly..."

"Penicillin injection..."

Soon, the entire large farm was in an uproar.

The staff quickly prepared the medicine.

At the same time, fifty workers were called together and began to follow Zhao Liming's arrangements.