Nominal: Student Union? The school's Youth League Committee!

Wang Wenbo could only follow the governor's instructions. After the governor contacted the Armed Police Corps, Wang Wenbo took charge of the subsequent negotiations.

Moreover, it wasn't Wang Wenbo who gave the order; they just asked for instructions and got permission. From then on, their soldiers also took to the streets.

There have been similar incidents in the past, such as at train stations and bus stations, where armed police are on duty during holidays.

But there are usually too few of them, so now that there's a request, they're naturally arranged for it.

However, Wang Wenbo was still negotiating with the armed police, not mainly about duty arrangements, but about funding.

The People's Armed Police are not only funded by their superiors, but also by their respective government departments at the same level.

Provide them with replacement equipment or funding for training.

This isn't right. During the previous duty, no one said a word. Now that funds are being allocated, shouldn't your provincial government be a little more efficient?

Moreover, you, Wang Wenbo, are a shrewd businessman who's good at making money. It wouldn't be right if you didn't spend some money, would it?

The two sides began negotiating here because of this matter.

However, something happened while they were negotiating.

Yang Pan hurriedly walked towards Wang Wenbo, no longer caring that Wang Wenbo was talking to the political commissar of the armed police.

"What's wrong?" Wang Wenbo asked, seeing Yang Pan's anxious expression.

He knew very well that his secretary had learned from many other secretaries.

Especially when he discussed matters with Li Dakang some time ago, they seemed to have a good relationship.

Li Dakang is the head of the secretarial gang, and this is his profession. In the entire Handong, who dares to say that there is a more professional person than Li Dakang in secretarial work?

And what kind of simple person could a secretary be chosen by someone as professional as him?

Back then, Yang Pan learned a lot of valuable lessons from Li Dakang's secretary, Xiao Jin.

While he might not be as good as Xiao Jin, he's definitely much better than Secretary Yu Liang's secretary, Xiao He.

Wang Wenbo sometimes wondered if the person who was so highly regarded by Gao Yuliang and became his secretary was really so brainless and lacking in tact.

Or is it that Xiao He wasn't originally one of Gao Yuliang's people? Or was he arranged by someone else?

Was it Zhao Lichun? Or was he recruited by someone else?

However, since this matter concerned Gao Yuliang's own reputation, Wang Wenbo didn't say anything to him.

Rather than saying he was bribed, Gao Yuliang would probably prefer to believe that this guy was just brainless and clueless.

Regardless of what happened to him, he's left now, and we'll find out what really happened later.

We've gone off on a tangent!

Yang Pan walked up to Wang Wenbo.

"Sir, it's Director Qi calling!"

"They say they found huge gasoline drums at the Dafeng factory!"

"Preliminary estimates indicate there are twenty tons, and none of them are registered in accordance with relevant regulations!"

Although I mentioned this situation before, I didn't just go up there directly, otherwise it would be too deliberate. How did I know? I can't explain it.

However, people were still assigned to keep an eye on things to ensure that nothing serious would happen.

"Dafeng Factory? Twenty-ton gasoline drums?" Wang Wenbo's brows furrowed instantly.

"Playing nonsense!"

"Seize what needs to be seized, confiscate what needs to be confiscated, and impose fines where necessary!"

"Such a large gasoline drum, and there are absolutely no safety measures whatsoever!"

"If something goes wrong, it'll be a big deal!" Wang Wenbo said.

"Notify the fire department and other relevant units to remove the oil!"

"And also, absolutely no danger can occur!"

"Yes, sir, I'll contact Director Qi right away!" Yang Pan said.

"I'll speak!" Wang Wenbo thought for a moment, then immediately reached for his phone and dialed Qi Tongwei's number.

Political Commissar Tan Ming, who was standing next to Wang Wenbo, stood up and gestured to him, wondering if he should leave first.

However, Wang Wenbo gestured for them to wait, as they might need the armed police in a little while.

"Qi Tongwei? I'm Wang Wenbo!" Wang Wenbo said.

"Governor Wang, hello!" Qi Tongwei, sitting opposite him, quickly stood at attention and replied.

"I already know what happened!"

"You handle this personally, and make sure nothing goes wrong!"

"You know the location of Dafeng Factory. If any risks arise, it will be a huge disaster!" Wang Wenbo instructed.

"You understand what critical juncture we're at now!"

"Yes, Governor Wenbo, there will definitely be no risk!" Qi Tongwei assured him.

"Okay, have you notified Secretary Dakang?" Wang Wenbo asked.

"We must also find out exactly how the gasoline was transported and what the details are!"

"Yes, I will inform Secretary Dakang immediately!" Qi Tongwei said.

"Okay, let the people of Jingzhou City assist you as well, and try to eliminate the danger before it even happens!" Wang Wenbo said, and then hung up the phone.

Meanwhile, Li Dakang also quickly received a call from Qi Tongwei.

"What? There's a 20-ton gasoline tank inside the Dafeng factory?"

"What is Zhao Donglai good for?" Li Dakang immediately started to lose his temper.

If the leaders need to hold a meeting and come to their Guangming District, having such a large guy with no safety measures around is exciting to think about.

"Well done, thank you for your hard work, comrades from the provincial department!" Li Dakang said.

"I'll arrange for Zhao Donglai to come immediately; he will definitely cooperate with the provincial department's operation!"

After hanging up the phone, Li Dakang berated Zhao Donglai again.

He had finally received the good news, and before he could even feel relieved, this happened. It was truly disgusting.

After he finished cursing, he gave his orders to have Zhao Donglai's men cooperate with the provincial department to remove the dangerous item.

While these people were giving their reports, the people at Dafeng Factory weren't fools. Although there had been documents issued previously instructing them to conduct self-inspections of internal safety hazards,

However, the current factory manager, Cai Chenggong, is currently out of town, trying to find connections and raise money.

Otherwise, if Dafeng Factory really couldn't continue operating, the employees who held shares would probably not let him off the hook, and he himself didn't want Dafeng Factory to fall into ruin like this.

Putting everything else aside, just that old man, the guy who's always pointing fingers, is someone who can talk to the deputy secretary of the provincial party committee.

If a factory manager and a businessman like him didn't know how to cultivate such a relationship, then he would have lived such a long life in vain.

As for the rest, they didn't care about anything at all. Investigate? Investigate what? What's there to investigate?

They're almost out of food, and they're still checking this stuff? Let them be!

One by one, no one took any action; they just did what they were supposed to do.

Those who need to produce, produce; those who need to go to work, go to work; they don't care about anything else and just live their lives as they please.

Even if they say it's not theirs anymore, and regardless of those things, it's still theirs.

What laws and regulations? They said, "I don't understand. I just need to eat and I just need a factory."

However, the situation hadn't fully erupted yet, and when the police came in, these people didn't do anything to stop them.

They let the fire department, other emergency management personnel, and police officers come in and inspect the factory for safety hazards.

The gasoline can was also discovered. We hadn't paid much attention to it at first, but we couldn't prevent it. There are always a few clever people in a crowd.

"Old Wang, something bad has happened!" A clever man ran towards a middle-aged man.

"Something happened? What happened?" a middle-aged man on the assembly line asked casually.

"Is this another group of people coming to tell us to demolish our property?"

As he spoke, the middle-aged man, Old Wang, started to walk outside.