Reborn in Changbai Mountain, I rely on my divine eyes to dig ginseng and hunt

Liu Xialian arrived at the Health Department to look for Director Wu. At that time, the office building was still built in the 1950s. It was a simple, three-story building with no glass curtain walls and a very wide staircase.

The security guard was very friendly and asked a few questions before letting us pass.

In the office on the third floor, Liu Xia Lian knocked on the door.

Director Wu was reading a report: "Hey, Xia Lian, why are you here?"

"I came to see how the rural doctor training is going and when the second batch of funds will be paid to you."

"Don't worry, we'll do it after the New Year. The current five million hasn't been used up yet. Grassroots have their own difficulties. The county's health system is actually very weak. Even doctors need training, so we can only take it slowly. But the effect is still very obvious. With the publicity from radio, television, and newspapers, many ordinary people understand the harm of sharing needles. This is a huge achievement."

"Director Wu is right. This autumn, kimchi exports amounted to 50 million, with a net profit of more than 15 million. I decided to take out another 5 million to solve the problem of cataract surgery for rural blind patients and pay for the surgery for patients who can have surgery to restore their sight. Do you think this is feasible?"

Director Wu became excited when he heard this. As a professionally trained director, he knew very well that there were a large number of people in rural areas who were blind due to cataracts. Their vision was so blurred that they could hardly see anything because they had no money and were ignorant. It would certainly be a great thing if such a donation could be made.

"The cost of cataract surgery for an ordinary patient is between 300 and 400 yuan. Five million yuan can help more than 10,000 patients see the light. I support this very much. It can fundamentally solve the problem of poor patients in Jilin Province. But you know, Longjiang Province and Liaoning Province may be jealous and come to you to ask for the money. Will you donate or not?"

"Director Wu, don't worry. As long as the money can be used for patients, I will donate it even if I have to sell everything I have. Longjiang Province and Liaoning Province are our brother provinces. As long as they ask, we must donate."

"Let's support Jilin Province first. When do you think we should start?"

"You can just arrange it. It mainly targets cataract patients in remote rural areas who cannot afford the surgery."

Director Wu thought for a moment and said, "No problem, but I suggest you set up a fund supervision team to conduct random checks and follow-up on patients to ensure that the funds are used properly. Five million is not a small amount. There are only a dozen hospitals in Jilin Province that can perform cataract surgery. It is stressful for doctors to arrange so many surgeries at once."

"Okay, then let's get started as soon as possible. I hope the blind patients can get surgical treatment as soon as possible."

In fact, this is a very complicated project, and it also requires the assistance of other departments, because these patients are all in backward rural areas, and propaganda on radio, newspapers, and television is useless. It is necessary to promote it through the county, town, and village levels through the village loudspeakers to promote it to patients. Among them, there will definitely be some patients with rich families who take advantage of it, and it is difficult to completely avoid it.

Director Wu started the operation and Liu Xia Lian transferred the special funds to the Health Department's account.

In the evening, Liu Xia Lian came over to Liu Jun's house and brought dozens of fat and big forest frogs to the boss. My father lived alone in the city, and the three-bedroom, one-living-room house seemed very empty.

"Xia Lian, why did you donate another 5 million? This money must have come from the wind."

"Let me tell you this, the more I donate, the more money I have. I just donated tens of millions, and then a foreign customer placed a large order of tens of millions. The chili and black bean sauce are selling like hot cakes, and the orders are directly lined up until next summer. The workers' wages are 30% higher than those of their peers, and grain, oil, rice and flour are distributed every month."

"Well, we, the older generation, can't understand the world of the young. I heard that the forest farm has a good harvest of wood frogs? Is the forest farm doing well this year?"

"It's not bad. There are still 1,500 people in the forest farm, managing a zoo, a large reservoir of more than 3,000 acres, more than 20,000 acres of forest land, and an industrial park of more than 1,000 acres. They are now the landlords, collecting rent from the land, and our factories pay rent every year."

"It has to be Lao Li. He has been a factory director for his entire life and has never suffered any hardship. He is finally getting better. You take a rest. I will go and make some dry-pot frogs."

My dad is quite skilled in cooking. He quickly prepared the forest frog and fried it over high heat. It was pretty good and tasted good, but a little spicy.

Dad sighed: "Thanks to the treasure of the Kwantung Army you discovered some time ago, the province has supported enterprises, especially small and medium-sized enterprises, and the number of laid-off and unemployed people has decreased significantly, and social security has improved a lot."

"The provincial capital is the facade. Only when the provincial capital is well governed can it set an example for the lower levels. I think we should conduct strict training, deploy police forces to the lower levels, and arrive at the scene in five minutes in the urban area to maximize public security. Only in this way can the people be satisfied."

Dad was halfway through eating the frog legs when he suddenly lost his appetite. "Reaching the scene in five minutes, do you know what that means? It means a large number of cars and motorcycles are needed. In a provincial capital with a population of five to six million, if you want to do this, you need at least a hundred vehicles. The existing vehicles are all old jeeps from more than a decade ago. They break down easily. How can they support such a high-mobility police response?"

Liu Xialian thought for a moment and said, "I got it. I'll ask Daqiang Heavy Industry to donate 100 electric patrol cars to you."

"What, an electric patrol car?"

"Yes, it is currently a four-wheeled vehicle used within the factory area. It can carry six people and is three meters long. It uses a battery and can travel 150 kilometers on a full charge, which is enough for patrolling within the city. Once it is assembled, it will definitely be able to achieve rapid mobility and improve public satisfaction."

"I feel like Daqiang Heavy Industry doesn't have much profit. Companies that can barely survive are lucky. If you donate money, the company will die. Thousands of families will eat. You should think carefully about this."

"Ah, no, Dad, why do you have such an idea?"

"That bald Liu Daqiang only graduated from junior high school. He is just an average worker in the forest farm. I don't see any special skills in him. So I think his company is not very good."

The prejudice in one's heart is like a huge mountain. Liu Daqiang is indeed the Liu Daqiang who graduated from junior high school, but the boss behind Liu Daqiang is Liu Xia Lian. With a steady influx of funds and new research and development directions, Daqiang Heavy Industry is now far ahead in the fields of agricultural vehicles, electric tricycles, and electric four-wheel low-speed vehicles.

"Hey, you must not read the newspaper. Daqiang Heavy Industry's main factory in Baishan now produces agricultural vehicles, with more than 5,000 people. The factory in Teng County, Shandong, produces electric tricycles for transporting goods and passengers. The Teng County factory has more than 3,000 people in three years, and there are long queues of trucks transporting goods every day. The newly established Pengcheng factory produces pickup trucks, light trucks, and heavy trucks, mainly targeting the African market."

Liu Jun was stunned for a few minutes: "Yes, it's so fast. Seven or eight years have passed in a flash. It's already different. OK, I will report to the director tomorrow and see what he thinks. My meaning is very clear, donations are fine, but they must not affect the development of the enterprise."