Feng Deguang secretly glanced at Yang Tianfeng, shook his head with a wry smile, and said, "Let's talk about it when your health is completely recovered. Those victims live in a mixed bag and are not very hygienic. What kind of disease is transmitted to? It will be bad."

Wang Zhishang smiled apologetically at Zhao Yurou, walked to Yang Tianfeng with Feng Deguang and said goodbye to him.

"Take this picture, there are instructions for making it." Yang Tianfeng handed over the pattern of the sting-proof vest to Feng Deguang and said, "I'll write a note. You go to the warehouse and there are many Japanese military uniforms. Please get some and get this job to the victims as soon as possible. As for the wages, you can give it according to the standards of the dock porters."

Feng Deguang and Wang Zhishang looked at the drawings, asked a few places they didn't know very well, and turned around and left.

Zhao Yurou got into the car in disappointment. Before she could get in a firm position, Yang Tianfeng lifted the curtain and squeezed in.

"How is it? All the things assigned to you have been done?" Yang Tianfeng looked at Zhao Yurou who was busy huddling to the side and asked faintly.

"Everything is done." Zhao Yurou was stimulated by Yang Tianfeng's eyes, sat up straight, and bravely looked at Yang Tianfeng and replied: "I didn't expect that the county magistrate's wife is also a college student, from Nankai University in Tianjin."

"I really didn't expect this." Although Yang Tianfeng didn't expect it, he didn't think it was an important situation. He asked instead: "Who among you guys has musical cells?"

"Music cells, I don't understand them very much." Zhao Yurou shook her head.

"It's better if anyone can sing well, it's better if he can compose music." Yang Tianfeng smiled bitterly and explained.

Zhao Yurou blinked and said hesitantly: "It should be Li Yuehua. She has a piano at home. I have heard her play it."

Yang Tianfeng nodded, knocked hard on the wall of the car, and the car stopped.

"Go home and have a good rest, and you have to attend a cocktail party in the evening!" Yang Tianfeng said in an unquestionable tone and jumped out of the car.

Humph, I really treat me as your wife. I pulled my hand in public and pretended to be pampered and supported my waist. I didn’t take advantage of it.

Zhao Yurou made a face outside, fiddled with her hair, thinking about her plans. The county magistrate's wife is an intellectual and should have a common language with her. If you are good friends with her, aren't you afraid of Yang Tianfeng? Well, there is a little hope, but it is also a bit difficult.

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After Yao Zongfa sat down, he looked at the room habitually. The two were bright and one dark. The suite at the south end was a bedroom with a curtain hanging. There was a Eight Immortals table, a few backings, a painted chair stool, and a statue of the God of Wealth hung on the back wall. These were the original decorations and basically did not move.

A table is placed against the window of the north head, with a cloisonné vase on it. Behind the vase is a small and exquisite statue of the goddess Venus, and several Western landscape paintings are nailed to the wall. Traditional things, European and American civilizations, are pieced together, creating a very strange atmosphere.

Song Shuhua lifted the curtain from the bedroom and walked out. There were some shiny things on her neck, ears, and hands, and she looked at him with a smile.

"This is-" Yao Zongfa looked carefully and asked with some difficulty, "Where did you come from if you haven't seen you wear these jewelry?"

"It was given by Mrs. Yang." Song Shuhua smiled and said, "Is it good? They are all very valuable!"

Yao Zongfa frowned, and he offered to work on duty for nothing. What is the purpose?

"Stop thinking about it." Song Shuhua sat opposite Yao Zongfa, took out a piece of paper and handed it to her husband, explaining: "This is a prop to be used at night. I will help you scrape some money and use it for disaster relief."

Yao Zongfa picked up the paper and looked at it. He couldn't help laughing and said, "This Captain Yang is thoughtful and is afraid that you and I will embarrass you and me, so he prepared in advance. However, if you and Mrs. Yang donate the precious jewelry you carry with you, this should have a great impact and the effect should be good."

"Yes!" Song Shuhua took off her earrings and fiddled with them in love, saying, "The shape of this earring is so beautiful. I like it very much, and I really can't bear to let it go. If you use something else, it's all gold. As long as it's enough, it should be fine, right?"

Yao Zongfa pondered for a moment, and couldn't bear to refuse the request of his beloved wife who had been in trouble. He nodded gently and said, "You donate three things, Mrs. Yang donated two things. As long as the goods are genuine, what can others say?"

Song Shuhua smiled with a smile of joy in his heart. She stood up and said, "Zongfa, I've been on the boat for a long time and I'm very tired. Let's take a break before working. I'll knock on the gentry and wealthy bamboo thugs tonight!"

"I'd better finish reading the work report for the past few days!" Yao Zongfa picked up the document and said to Song Shuhua with a smile: "Captain Yang recommended a few college students, so we have to see their work abilities! I once said that the day of the national war of resistance is also the time for political reform. Not only should politics, military, economy and culture be reformed, but this personnel system must break the rules and employ people based on merit. But these college students and Mrs. Yang are classmates or alumni, so I'm worried if they have other meanings."

"Look at the food, tailor-made clothes, and those who rule the government should judge the situation." Song Shuhua advised tactfully: "Even if these people are mediocre people, we have just entered the city and have not yet established a stable foothold, don't be too hasty, you can slowly mobilize them in the future!"

Yao Zongfa nodded and smiled, "The current situation is many times better than before. Captain Yang did not take action first and then report to the private sector, which has given me enough face. I still know the routines in the officialdom."

Song Shuhua nodded with confidence, covered her little mouth with her hands and yawned, and said, "Then I'll have to take a nap, so I must have a comfortable sleep here."

"Go, thank you for your hard work these days." Yao Zong smiled and urged, watching Song Shuhua enter the bedroom, then lowered his head to look at the documents.

Despite being mentally prepared, Yao Zongfa was still worried about the seriousness of the disaster. Land, wealth, and food are the foundation of the national economy and people's livelihood, and taxes are an important source of national economy.

But as soon as the flood came, the harvest this year was ruined. Not only could the land, wealth and grain not be collected, but the county government also had to make a lot of expenditures in order to provide disaster relief. When evacuated from the city, Yao Zongfa took away all the money from the county finance, which should be able to support it for a while. But in the long run, it is better to have food than to have money, and money cannot be eaten as food.

In terms of taxation, after Wang Jinqing took office, in order to please the Japanese, he levyed more than 100 taxes, which caused all industries in the county to suffer losses and greatly damaged their vitality. It is necessary to reduce taxes and donations now, win the hearts of the people and revitalize all industries, but the actual situation has made this good policy difficult to implement.
Chapter completed!