Chen Taizhong set the date for November 5th. In addition to giving the woman who had lost her foot a time to think and buffer, it was also very important. On November 1st, the sanatorium would be officially opened for business.
He has no intention of making a big deal out of this matter. From a business point of view, temporary bustle is not bustling. Maintaining long-term popularity is the key - the opening is bustling, but after a few months, there are only a few people. What's going on?
So when he opened, even though the rooms were not full, he claimed that they were full, in order to maintain popularity.
But he still underestimated his own reputation and the influence of the news that Xu Ruilin and Anita's condition had improved.
Many of Anita's friends are very curious about this magical sanatorium. Last time we stayed here for two days, some people felt that the environment here was really good and they felt refreshed after going back.
Anita came here this time, firstly, to cheer for Beichong - the life-saving grace cannot be overstated. At first, everyone thought that she would not be able to see the sun in the Year of the Monkey, but she actually survived.
Already.
Second, she just wanted to rent a long-term private room here, and the money was nothing. If there weren't too many activities in Hong Kong and Kowloon, she couldn't live without it, and she even wanted to live here for a long time.
But unfortunately, Chen Taizhong said that there are no rooms. You can queue up. I will think of a way. In early May next year, some rooms may be available. But if you want to rent them for a long time, you have to stay there, otherwise the district will take back the house.
Anita also came with several of her artist friends and a few younger brothers. Everyone was willing to perform some impromptu performances at the opening, which was regarded as a sign of support. Secretary Chen expressed his gratitude for this.
However, there was a woman named Reisi who came with her - a Chinese name in English. This woman was Anita's patient. They both suffered from the same cancer. When Reese was in the middle stage, Anita had already
It's late.
Now Anita is much better, but Reese is in the advanced stage and has spread. She came here when she knew there was such a place. Perhaps it was the self-defeating mentality of terminally ill patients. She weakly said, "Give me a room to live in."
You can set the price as you wish."
"The room is full," Chen Taizhong replied unceremoniously. He was not interested in paying attention to such a character who pressured people with money - Beichong was short of money, but what he wanted to do now was system construction, and if he had more money, he would
Suppressing people, what does that mean?
Anita knew that he had a hot temper, but this Reese was not only rich, but her family was also very influential in Hong Kong and Kowloon, so she pulled him aside and said, "Her family, along with the Xun family and the Zhong family, are also known in Hong Kong and Kowloon.
Very rich."
"No matter how rich you are, my room is full," Chen Taizhong replied indifferently, "I don't care whose family she belongs to? I said the same thing when Xun Dejian came. I don't believe he dared to say no."
The signature of the Xun family is Mr. Xun, but the only person who can talk to Mr. Chen is Xun Dejian, a member of the Xun family.
"It's always okay to live in a greenhouse with me, right?" Anita settled for the next best thing.
"The greenhouse has been demolished a long time ago, and it is about to open for business," Chen Taizhong shook his head, but he had no intention of telling a dying man the truth, "You should find a place to set up a tent... You must follow the arrangements of the nursing home."
Anita got this result and left happily. That afternoon, someone came again. This time it was an aggressive person, four military vehicles, and Commander Zhao from the Provincial Military Region came.
At this time, people from the Electric Power Bureau were walking in front of the Beichong District Party Committee. A group of old ladies were making a loud noise and holding a big slogan, "Return our power grid and return our state-owned assets" - they also knew that Beichong Sanatorium
Listing is a relatively big event, so we must take this opportunity to put pressure on Beichong.
Seeing a group of military vehicles speeding towards them, they were dumbfounded and hurriedly got out of the way.
Commander Zhao came to stand in front of an old commander. The old commander was also named Zhao. He was a lieutenant general in 1988, but his qualifications were definitely old and his foundation was solid. If his age was not so harsh, he would definitely be one of the generals in 1993.
Mr. Zhao is eighty-three years old this year, which means he is eighty-four years old. It is the hurdle of "seventy-three and eighty-four, and the Lord of Hell does not invite me to go". He does not have any terminal illness, but he has a slight problem with his nose. He has lived in the house all year round.
The air was fresh in the Black Sea Province, and when he returned to the capital, he would have runny noses and tears, at worst, he would suffer from various inflammations.
However, in the past two years, as he got older, the two remaining pieces of shrapnel in his head made him feel more and more painful. It used to hurt a little when it was cloudy and rainy, but now it hurts from time to time.
He wanted to bang his head against the wall.
At his age, he should be able to take narcotics such as Pethidine to relieve the pain, but Mr. Zhao disagreed, saying that even if it hurts to death, I can't get addicted to this drug. I have to be strong all my life, and I can't afford to disgrace this person.
There were a lot of activities in the capital a while ago. He went back for a while, and Mr. Huang knew him. After seeing him, he said, you little brat... your face is not right.
Mr. Zhao said, "Old chief, I can't compete with you. I'm worried about the difficulty of passing the eighty-fourth milestone. It doesn't matter if I have a bad nose. This shrapnel in my brain hurts."
In fact, Mr. Huang is not the same thing as him, but how can I put it? Mr. Huang is really lively. Whether it is his business or not, he has to take care of anyone who comes to him.
So he said, you should pay attention to your health, then think about it, and made another suggestion. They are building a sanatorium in Beichong, Yangzhou. It is said that the effect there is quite good - at least the air there is first-class, better than the Black Sea.
powerful.
Mr. Zhao is naturally afraid of heat, even during wars. In peacetime, he really doesn't want to go south, otherwise, there are many places with good air in the south.
He quickly forgot these words, but recently his headache became more and more painful, and then his secretary reminded him that the sanatorium in Beichong was about to open - it was almost November, so it wouldn't be long.
hot.
So Mr. Zhao came. Although he was only a lieutenant general in 1988, his qualifications were so strong that even Mr. Huang wanted to talk to him. Commander Zhao also had some connections with Mr. Zhao, so he and the political commissar escorted the old chief here.
.
"But... there are no free rooms," Chen Taizhong said awkwardly. If his relatives don't recognize him, it doesn't matter who you are - no matter how awesome Mr. Zhao is, I don't know him, so go get in line.
Zhao Guangda really had the urge to hit the wall. No matter how awesome you are, you shouldn't be like this, so he reminded: Taizhong, Mr. Zhao came to Beichong after listening to Mr. Huang's advice. I, Zhao Guangda, work.
I have always been worthy of my friends - don't make things difficult for me.
Commander Zhao gave everyone a lot of face on the plot of Chaotian Bayi Auditorium. Not only Chen Taizhong wanted to appreciate it, but Sun Shuying and Ma Yingshi also wanted to appreciate it.
Sister Sun didn't know how to greet me in advance. Chen Taizhong felt a little complaining in his heart, but then he thought about it and realized that he had never heard that the Sun family was very close to this person, so it was normal not to say hello.
Mr. Zhao had already settled in the Yangzhou Military Division and did not follow him - Political Commissar Lu and Li Qiang were waiting there.
When Secretary Chen saw what Commander Zhao said, he picked up the phone and said, "Well, I'll ask the director of the district committee office to arrange it. He has mobile indicators there, but they are not many. The old chief's attaché cannot arrange a few."
"Is there really a lot of people watching the ceremony in Beichong?" Zhao Guangda didn't believe it. Even if there were a lot of people, Mr. Zhao was here.
"Anita and a bunch of celebrities from Hong Kong and Taiwan are all setting up tents to live outside," Chen Taizhong smiled, "Today is only the 30th, and there will be people coming tomorrow."
"Can you beat Mr. Zhao?" Zhao Guangda really didn't believe this.
"It's not true, let's see when the time comes," Chen Taizhong smiled enigmatically. There were indeed some people who came to Beichong to watch the ceremony this time.
In fact, even now, a group of people have come to the district, but these people come in a low-key manner and are not noticed by ordinary people. More than a dozen old and middle-aged people walked to the door of the Beichong District Government and watched the government announcements with relish.
After looking at it for a while, an old man with goose-skinned and gray-haired hair turned around and asked the young girl next to him, "Xiao Ziling, I don't think this idea you came up with is very good... Taizhong has made you angry now."
The young girl covered her body tightly and even had a gauze wrapped around her neck. Only a pair of big, watery eyes were left. When she heard this, she defended aggrievedly, "I just suggested that, who knew he
Do you take it seriously?"
"In fact, today's society needs such serious people," the old man sighed, and then said proudly, "I dare to act first, I am old, but when I see a good granddaughter and a good grandson-in-law...
I'm very happy."
"Old man, please give way." Before he could finish his words, several people crowded in from behind and raised their hands to push everyone. Before everyone could realize what was going on, a group of people in blue work clothes occupied their original position.
s position.
"What do you want to do?" Jing Ziling, who was tightly guarded, couldn't help it. Although she came from a scholarly family, she had never been a gentle, respectful and thrifty girl.
Her grandfather was able to come this time because of her strong recommendation. She thought this sanatorium would have something to say, and the one closest to the hospital was first served.
And many of her grandfather's friends know that Master Jing almost traveled far away on a crane three years ago, but later got some old wild ginseng and is still living well - no one in the Jing family dares to let others know.
Old wild ginseng comes from Tibet.
This is pure nonsense. Where does ginseng come from in Tibet?
Jing Yiyuan is a master of life and death, but if he can live, he doesn't want to die, and he doesn't want to see his friends die. After knowing that there is such a sanatorium, he will bring his friends to see it.
In fact, his body no longer supports him from traveling far away, but he feels that since this sanatorium is open, he must strive for some benefits for his friends - strictly speaking, it is to strive for the space needed for survival.
"We don't want to do anything," the person from the Electric Power Bureau replied calmly, "We just want to return our power grid... In fact, this nursing home is inexplicably defrauded of funding. Only a fool would believe it." (To be continued. Please search.
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