12 fires in the slums (10,000 words outbreak)

The next day, Han Huaiyi first took Xie Miao to get the car, and then took the time to go to the board of directors to donate the money for the electric water hose, and then asked Fei Volli and them to go to their home for dinner in the evening.

He said, "I'm going to give you a huge surprise tonight!" ”

Fivoli and Merlot looked at each other, not knowing what he meant.

Then he called Shen Shenzhou and the others in front of Fei Volli, urging them to get together the firefighters as soon as possible.

This is not a problem for Shen Shenzhou.

can borrow Charlie Han's way to become a firefighter under the name of the French Concession Public Board of Directors, and be a high-class person who takes foreign labor money to do things.

This is clearly a chance to give him a chance to sell favors everywhere.

Shen Shenzhou was busy and said that he was already doing it, not because there were not enough people, but because there were too many people who signed up.

"Carefully select good families, don't want those green skins in the market." Han Huaiyi emphasized.

Shen Shenzhou understood: "Mr. Han, don't worry, I will satisfy you and only listen to you." ”

I'm so ...

Han Huaiyi really didn't have this mind, why did I want the fire brigade to listen to me, could it be that I have been guarding like jade for too long, and it looks like my four waists are often on fire?

Forget it, don't explain.

He put down the phone and didn't forget to say to Fei Voli: "The Siming Mansion is doing its best for this matter, and it will be sent to the sailor training base tomorrow." ”

Han Huaiyi then said: "Mr. Fivoli, for my sake, let the past pass, in the final analysis, this matter is actually a little unreasonable for you French. It's like the Chinese want to tear down the French cemetery in Shanghai to build roads, what will you think. ”

The Siming Gongsho incident has caused a serious emotional confrontation between China and France.

But since the rise of Han Huaiyi, the atmosphere between the two sides has begun to ease.

However, some Indians and Annamites still like to find trouble with the Ningbo Mansion, Shen Shenzhou once mentioned it to Han Huaiyi, and he took the opportunity to say it today in his heart.

Han Huaiyi has his own rules for doing things.

Don't swell, don't cross the line.

Although he can use his favor to make the French retract their targeting of the Siming Mansion as soon as possible, this is far less than letting the French themselves see the value of the Siming Mansion.

Together, the French are not stupid!

Hearing this, Fei Volli said truthfully to Han Huaiyi: "Okay." Anyway, that bastard was too rude, and his handling at that time was really inappropriate. ”

Han Huaiyi couldn't talk to him about Bai Wanyu's behavior in the second Siming Mansion incident, how to describe it as "inappropriate".

The entire board of directors is an official bastard.

He could only scold: "I think sooner or later Devimen will be like him." ”

Fei Volli laughed, and he made a phone call in front of Han Huaiyi to inform the police to inform him to completely lift some of the targets against Siming Gong.

"Actually, you can just tell Mamoye and let him explain." Fei Volli said when he finished his business.

Han Huaiyi was surprised: "Fei Voli, this is a political matter, even if I get along well with Mamoye, it must be me who asks you to give an order, this is the rule." ”

"Okay!" Fivoli is actually very happy, and Charlie always feels comfortable in the details.

After finishing these things, Han Huaiyi immediately rushed home to make the final improvements to the model.

When the lights are on.

When Fei Voli and the others arrived at the Han Mansion together, when they looked at the huge sand table on the dining table, which was three meters long and three meters wide.

Everyone was stunned.

On this finished model, the whole city is beautiful, delicate and orderly.

The swamps of pidgin have been replaced by green spaces and parks.

There are many high-rise buildings and villas around.

The neat road is lined with large trees and light poles on both sides.

The tram lies quietly, but the railroad tracks extend in all directions.

They can also see a WC for men and women on every two streets, as well as patrol houses, fire stations, health clinics, and so on.

There are also public pools and racetracks in the city, as well as taxis.

And so on, there are vegetable markets and shops across the street from each bungalow area, as well as theaters and cinemas including garbage disposal stations!

There is also a line of words at the lower end of the sand table: Far Eastern Pearl Ten Mile Ocean Field

"The blueprint I drew was abstract after all, so I simply made a model so that you can see the entity directly." Han Huaiyi explained lightly.

He played more games like Civilization or Julius Caesar.

In particular, he has seen countless photos of old Shanghai and seen many stories of "back then".

So he's got his hands on these things.

But they were deeply shocked by the "Shanghai Beach" in front of them.

They looked at him like hell.

"Do I have flowers on my face?" Han Huaiyi asked puzzled, he really ignored that this kind of thing was epoch-making.

The impact of miniature cities in 1903 was enormous, not to mention that it was still achievable.

He came up with the concept that day, and today the blueprint becomes a model.

Tomorrow, the model will become a real city.

Ideally, to be concrete, the people who trust him will be shocked once they see the real thing.

"Charlie...

Fivoli didn't know how to describe it, and he said to Merlot: "Compared to him, those guys in the municipality really deserve to be hanged." ”

"Charlie, how did you come up with this, it's really beautiful, it would be a miracle if it could be realized." Jason exclaimed excitedly.

"If we work together, we can make it happen. Let's work together, and let's start our dreams with this building. Han Huaiyi pointed to the big world in the model and said firmly, because except for a few changes, he just copied the old Shanghai in his memory.

Copy, because there is! But at this solemn moment of passion, the fish's stomach suddenly growled.

The little girl's face was flushed: "It's not me." ”

It's not you, that's the child in your belly?

Han Huaiyi was still reluctant to starve his pet, and immediately said, "Okay, in fact, I'm hungry too, so let's start eating first." ”

A group of people laughed and helped divide the sand table into four pieces and take them to the side, and then sat down around the table.

What they didn't know was that at this moment, several Qingpi from the public concession came to the slum under the ruined city wall between the French Concession and the Chinese Boundary of Shanghai, north of the Han Mansion.

Soon, the flames rose into the sky and began to spread to the south of the city!

When Song Yuantao stumbled to report the news, the sky in the north had turned red.

Fei Volli and the others, who were chatting in the Han Mansion, changed their faces drastically, and Song Yuantao cried: "Mr. Han, it's hard to pull, dozens of houses over there have burned down!" ”

Fei Volli hurriedly used the phone of the Han Mansion to ask for help from the Fire Administration Office of the Public Concession, but no one answered there.

And Baochang, who has been beaten and starved for the past two days, sneered at the fire at home, even if this matter is life-threatening!