Chapter 182: Chapter 182: Accident
Although its configuration is not as good as that of later domestic smartphones under 1,000 yuan, except for the display, it is still a computer, no matter how poor its configuration is.
After connecting the wires and turning on the computer, after a lot of hard work, Feng Yiping first installed Red Alert and insisted on playing it, but then couldn't continue playing. This primitive version of the game really didn't arouse his interest. He played a couple of hands of cards, then re-experienced Minesweeper.
He took out the stack of paper and first recorded what had already been written onto the computer. For now, its main function was this.
As for applying for broadband or anything else, forget it.
Bill, the man who later left (or rather, let flow) something he shouldn't have on the skirt of a White House intern, had just taken office on the other side of the Pacific. While he was tough with China, he also ambitiously proposed the Information Superhighway project, so the topic of informatisation was also very hot in China.
However, apart from some units that could access the Internet on a dedicated line, such as some universities, ordinary users first had to spend thousands of yuan to install a fixed-line phone, and then dial-up to access the Internet. Not only was the speed extremely slow, it was also sure to be intermittent.
Moreover, the four major portals that would later emerge were nowhere to be seen, and there was nothing to watch online.
In addition, it is estimated that there would be no resources such as those of Aishima Ai on the Internet at this time. Even if there were, there would be no download tools. With download tools, it is estimated that it would take more than half a year to finish downloading. Oh, no, your hard drive is not big enough...
In short, at this time, home broadband would be a teapoy full of cups. The only thing you could show off was, 'I sent a few friends an email at home today.'
So forget broadband, it's not like anyone's money grows on trees.
Starting on Wednesday, Feng Yiping felt that some of the teachers at school seemed to be feeling a bit restless. The stern-faced gods of the political and educational affairs department were all the more grumpy than usual, especially a few of the female teachers, who were almost as bad as shrews when looking for trouble to scold people for.
During breaks, the teachers also often gathered in groups of two or three, angrily saying something.
The offices of the school leaders at all levels have been thronged these past two days, with one teacher after another coming in to ask, 'Why has my salary been cut so much?'
At first, they were patient and explained one by one that they had to have a sense of community, to put the needs of the group before their own, and that if they were party members, they had to show their party spirit.
Later, they got really annoyed and when people came to ask again, they just said, 'My salary has been deducted too, more than you, so who am I going to complain to?'
It's not just the education system, the leaders of all public institutions in the city are also annoyed at the end of the month, and they are being questioned by their subordinates one after the other.
As for those state-owned enterprises that were already in a downturn, they are not just asking politely, there have already been riots.
After intercepting several groups of people going to the provincial capital to complain, the deputy mayor in charge of industry noticed this bad trend and called a meeting with the heads of the subordinate bureaus and enterprises. In short, the point was that no matter what means were used, it was not allowed to surround the government, let alone go to the provincial capital to complain.
The deputy mayors in charge of other sectors did the same thing, calling meetings with the heads of their subordinates to emphasise that they must do a good job of explaining and appeasing the people, and that group incidents were not allowed.
However, they forgot that the power of the masses is infinite. The leaders from all walks of life have been more dedicated than ever these past few days, and there are still some things they cannot stop.
On the morning of the first Friday of the new month, in various districts of the city, more than 300 people from different industries, some holding their babies in their arms, some pushing their parents in wheelchairs, surrounded the municipal government building. Later, some of the workers who were passing by on their way to work also joined in, and the group quickly expanded to more than 500 people.
Meanwhile, a group of people made a big detour, taking the ferry to the other side of the river, and then went straight to the provincial capital from there. They gathered in front of the provincial government building, where more than 30 people held up banners that read, 'I want to feed my family' and 'I want to save lives with money'. There were also a few grey-haired old people who knelt directly at the gate.
The provincial government responded quickly, mainly because there were few people there. A deputy secretary-general personally helped the elderly people up, and then invited everyone in front of the gate to come in.
Subsequently, the provincial government arranged for two buses, accompanied by the deputy secretary-general himself, to take them back to the city.
In the city, senior city officials personally intervened, promising to come up with a solution within three days at the latest. After leaders from all walks of life also worked together to persuade and reassure them, the petitioners finally dispersed.
The mayor of the city government, along with six deputy mayors and seven other city officials, had just discussed a plan to promise everyone a 15% interest rate when they received notice to accompany the city's senior officials to greet the deputy secretary general of the provincial government. The secretary general conveyed the instructions of the provincial party committee and provincial government: 'Even when building livelihood projects, we cannot ignore the hardships of the grassroots.' Then, without even entering the door, they turned around and returned to the province.
Standing in front of the crowd, the mayor, who had always been tough and iron-fisted, smiled and watched as the deputy secretary general's car drove away. When he turned around again, his face was as dark as Judge Bao's.
Just as Feng Yiping remembered, the construction of the bridge across the river was of course left unresolved in the end. The wages that had been withheld from everyone were paid out the next day, before the end of the month.
Of course, Feng Yiping and the others didn't even think about the frustration and suffering of those involved. Everyone used it as a topic of conversation, except for a few students, such as the second generation like Zheng Jiayi. For their parents, every time something like this happened, it was a difficult time, but also an opportunity.
In fact, in his heart, Feng Yiping felt some sympathy for the mayor. It was indeed not easy for an official in charge of a predominantly agricultural inland city to achieve results. Although the slogan of attracting investment was loudly proclaimed, businessmen were the most discerning. Without something to rely on, who would invest in your inland city?
So, if you want to achieve results and get the attention of those above you, the only way is to find ways to do something in terms of urban construction.
After all, he was building a bridge across the river, a truly people-oriented project, unlike the officials in many places who, for the sake of political achievements, went on a building spree of flashy but impractical landmark projects.
Feng Yiping, riding his bike and humming 'Unity is Strength,' heard someone shouting his name at the entrance to the community. He pressed the brakes, put one foot on the ground, and turned around to see Huang Jingping standing at the entrance to the community, looking crisp and fresh.
In less than half a year, she has changed a lot. Her hair has grown long, adding a touch of tenderness. She is wearing a yellow long-sleeved shirt with an intricate pattern, a white wool vest over it, a knee-length black skirt, flesh-coloured stockings on her feet, and a pair of black high heels.
Black and yellow are two tones that are supposed to be very mismatched, but she managed to wear them and look beautiful and elegant.
Feng Yiping was a little silly, 'Why are you here?'