Chapter 52 Some Things Always Happen

In fact, Fan Wubing has always been a little uneasy. At the beginning, his father, Fan Heng, was not firm in his will and confessed the secret that he was the real designer of the snowstorm, which caused so many troubles. "Great wisdom and courage" resolved one by one, and finally gained a lot, but there is one thing he still can't figure out.

Why do people choose to believe what such a young child as Fan Wubing said?

No matter how he thought about it, Fan Wubing felt that it didn't make sense, and finally a light flashed in his mind, could it be that some of them are fellow-men, have experience of rebirth?

After finally finding an unreliable comfort for himself, Fan Wubing simply stopped caring about these things that he didn't understand, anyway, what he did was not against the conscience of the world, the law of the country, the laws and human feelings, and he was not afraid of anything. Don't you just want to make some money, what a big deal!

In fact, there is one thing that Fan Wubing did not notice, that is, at the beginning of the year, at the age of thirteen, a Chinese teenager became the youngest postgraduate student at the University of Oxford in the UK. There is an upsurge in cultivating gifted children.

And the above meaning is, since people can produce geniuses in foreign countries, how can our purebred Chinese be inferior to them? We are a magnificent country in China, with a history of 5,000 years. We have what others have, and we have what others do not have. Therefore, recently the entire country is more enthusiastic about discovering gifted children. Fan Wubing's appearance is like an auspicious sign, which is naturally quite surprising. Unfortunately, his project is indeed not suitable for public discussion, otherwise the first gifted child's laurels will definitely be lost on his head.

This is also one of the reasons why many leaders placed great expectations on Fan Wubing. After all, he was only three and a half years old and made such a big name. Throw it behind your ass?

Fan Wubing had received countless benefits, which is of course not bad, even Fan Heng also benefited a lot from this blizzard.

Director Song and other leaders of the National Defense Science, Technology and Industry Commission specially met with Fan Heng, inspected his recent work, and learned about some of his policy tendencies. The most important thing is that this comrade is a good comrade. It is also relatively clear that the technical ability is good, and he has many years of management experience at the grassroots level, so he can focus on training.

When the father and son went back, Fan Heng had in his hand an award from the Commission of Science, Technology and Industry for National Defense, and a letter of recommendation for cadres written by Director Song himself. The Provincial Office of Science, Technology and Industry for National Defense to show that it attaches great importance to it.

Therefore, when passing through the provincial capital, Fan Heng and his son deliberately stopped for a while and went to the National Defense Science and Industry Office. As it happened, the leaders were not there, so they handed over the commendation order and Director Song's personal letter to the Provincial Defense Science and Industry Office. The office took him in, and then returned to Panshi City.

Panshi is a small county-level city, only tens of miles away, with a population of less than 100,000. It is reasonable to say that among the thousands of cities across the country, there are no mountains and rivers at all, but Panshi City is the thoroughfare of seven provinces. It has a large marshalling station that is rarely seen even in the seven provinces of North China. It ranks first in the province in terms of cargo capacity and passenger capacity, which is the main reason why it has become a transportation hub in North China.

Although Panshi is a small city, its development speed is very fast. Everyone who has been here believes that it has the potential to develop into a medium-sized city.

When Fan Heng, Fan Wubing and his son arrived at Panshi Station, it happened to be the peak time of passenger flow at noon. Passengers traveling from south to north crowded the not-so-small station. Fan Heng put Fan Wubing on his shoulders, Holding a large travel bag in one hand, he squeezed out of the crowd with difficulty.

"Dad, go to the right, there are few people there." Fan Wubing stretched out his hand on his father's neck and directed.

"To the right is the station, our house is on the west side of the railway,

Naturally, it went to the left. "Fan Hen replied out of breath.

"Oh—hehe—" Fan Wubing scratched his head with some sweat.

Thirty years ago at the Panshi City Station, Fan Wubing really didn't have much memory. It is rare to travel far away these days. It is even rarer for a child as old as Fan Wubing to travel far. The scene back then was natural. It can't be compared with the future. Without the high-rise buildings and criss-crossing overpasses as geographical coordinate references, Fan Wubing really can't find the north.

The father and son managed to pass through the underground passage under the train tracks, and when they came to the west side of the railway, they heard someone sitting and chatting under the gazebo next to the platform.

"Have you heard that something happened in Xibianer's factory——"

"What's the matter, tell me?"

"I heard that people were burnt to death. There are more than a dozen of them. The flames turned half of the sky red, and the black smoke was seen by people ten miles away—"

"I've also heard about this. My cousin is a firefighter. They dispatched seven or eight fire trucks to bring the fire under control. However, two firefighters were burnt. The team even commended him for it." -"

Fan Heng frowned when he heard this, and asked hastily, "Guys, which factory caught fire? It sounds terrible!"

"It's the Pingyuan factory on the west side. I heard that even the factory manager will be punished. This matter is a big deal—"

Fan Wubing, who was riding on Fan Heng's neck, was also taken aback. Over the past few years, he had almost forgotten about it, and the memory of the fire in the Pingyuan factory before his rebirth was too vague. He was just hearsay, but he didn't expect this thing to happen, so he hurriedly asked, "Several uncles, do you know how the fire started?"

"There is no certainty about this matter. The Public Security Bureau has been involved in the investigation, and there is no certainty yet."

The police are involved! It seems that someone will be blamed again this time, but I don't know who is so unlucky. After Fan Wubing thought about it, he couldn't help asking, "The Pingyang factory is so big, it's impossible for all of them to catch fire, right? Do you know where the fire started?"

"I heard that the fire started in the assembly workshop first. The flames reached the nearby oil depot, so they couldn't be controlled. You see, this matter was fixed. Alas, more than a dozen people died—"

Assembly shop? ! Fan Wubing suddenly felt his father's movements under his butt froze. When he looked down, he found that Fan Heng's eyes were absent-minded, and he seemed to have lost focus. That was Fan Heng's one-acre land!

This thing happened after all!