Chapter 172 Reality

Inside the car, smoke swirled. Kong ZhengHui turned his head to look out the window, sighed, and replied, "The dose was too large. She stayed in the intensive care unit for four days, but it still caused heart failure. She was pushed into the emergency room this afternoon and didn't make it off the operating table."

Su Tianyu listened to his words, speechless for a long time.

"Alas, it's really hard to live in this world." Kong ZhengHui, who was always calm and even a little cold in his emotions, said with some sentimentality, "A happy family of four, now only a minor girl is left."

"We did our best." Su Tianyu also sighed.

After Jiu Shu's (Uncle Jiu's) wife chose to commit suicide due to mental collapse, all her expenses in the hospital were paid by the Tongji Association, because the compensation had not yet been received, and her family could not afford the medical expenses themselves. Therefore, the association decided to take the money to save people first, after all, Jiu Shu and his son chose to go down the mine early because they considered the association's position.

Everyone tried their best, but the person could not be saved. This is life, and it does not change anything according to anyone's will.

"Send two people over." Su Tianyu looked at Kong ZhengHui and said, "To see her off one last time."

"My family has already gone." Kong ZhengHui nodded slowly.

Having said that, the two of them stopped talking and silently smoked cigarettes in the darkness.

...

Eight o'clock in the evening.

Miao Ziwei had returned to Baolong Group. He sat in a small conference room, frowning as he looked at Yang Decheng, and two management personnel from the mining group, saying, "For safety reasons, you should prepare to withdraw."

"Director Miao, what do you mean?!" Yang Decheng asked, a little confused.

"Lao Li's (Old Li's) people are here, and they are currently talking with the regulatory committee." Miao Ziwei said, holding a coffee cup, "If, in the end, both sides take a step back, then the mining industry will likely be cleaned up, as a way to give Lao Li's superiors some face."

Yang Decheng was speechless.

"Personally, I tend to think that the regulatory committee will not back down on this matter and will definitely fight the other side to the end." Miao Ziwei continued, adding, "But politics is the most unpredictable thing. If the higher-ups reach an agreement, then both sides will be held accountable. The three associations won't fare well, and the mining group will also have to submit a report outlining the punishments."

"Then what does this have to do with me?" Yang Decheng said helplessly, "On the day the mine accident happened, I was attending a gathering in the city. I didn't even know what happened at the mine...!"

"Lao Pang (Old Pang) is gone, you are the number one person in the mining industry. You say it has nothing to do with you, but does that really mean it has nothing to do with you?" Miao Ziwei said helplessly, "I'm telling you to prepare to leave, that's for your own good. Otherwise, if the higher-ups send an investigation team to review you for half a year, and then pull out the radish and bring out the mud, won't you feel uncomfortable?"

Yang Decheng felt extremely wronged, because he always believed that the main responsibility for the mine accident was not his. The specific mining plan and the selection of management personnel were all done by Lao Pang in the first place, and he basically had no say in it.

But now that Lao Pang is gone, he has to take the blame instead.

Yang Decheng felt very unlucky, putting in the effort but not getting any credit.

"Find a place to take a vacation, and when the storm passes, everything will be the same as before." Miao Ziwei said softly, "The government can't do without capital, and capital can't do without our Baolong! A bunch of peasants are making trouble, but the rules are still the same as before."

"Okay." Yang Decheng responded helplessly.

"This matter is tentative. Whether you leave or not depends on the regulatory committee's attitude." Miao Ziwei lit a cigarette and frowned, saying, "Personally, I don't think the higher-ups will compromise. The regulatory committee has already lost once on the Old Triangle's military business, so they won't easily back down this time."

"Well, hopefully so." Yang Decheng responded.

...

In the project department office on the third floor of the Baolong Mining Company's main building, five management personnel from the work area were sitting together, discussing the company's current situation.

"I heard the higher-ups are going to talk?" The female manager of the project department, surnamed Sun, asked softly.

"Of course they have to talk. The matter has been made so big, what can be done in the end? Do they really want to engage in armed conflict? Are you kidding me?"

"Damn it, I guess in the end, the mining industry will be the one who gets hurt."

"The Tongji Association, who is leading the charge on the other side, won't fare well either. I don't believe that storming a judicial unit can be easily glossed over."

"...!"

Everyone chattered.

Outside, the moonlight was gentle, and the stars were bright.

An electric tricycle came to the entrance of Baolong Mining Company. The driver on the tricycle turned off the engine, wearing a dark blue uniform and a mask, and glanced at the main building lobby.

"Delivering water?" The security guard at the door got up and asked.

"Yes, delivering water!" The water delivery man in the dark blue uniform nodded woodenly.

"Come over and sign." The security guard waved his hand.

The water delivery man immediately took the form, stepped up the steps, and signed it in the security room.

"It's hot, why are you wearing a mask?" The security guard looked at the water delivery man and asked curiously.

"I... I have a cold."

"Can you move it yourself?" The security guard looked at the tricycle full of water buckets and asked casually.

"Yes."

"Okay, then go ahead." The security guard nodded, bent down, sat back in his chair, and continued to watch the news.

The water delivery man returned outside, put on non-slip gloves, and began to move water from the tricycle.

About five minutes later.

The water delivery man took the elevator to the third floor, glanced around, and began to deliver water to the cleaning room's warehouse.

This was tiring work, because the people in the company would never help the water delivery man, so there was only one person busy upstairs and downstairs.

After delivering more than a dozen trips in a row, the water delivery man stood downstairs, wiped his red and swollen forehead, looked up at the building again, and then took out a canvas bag from the tricycle and put it on his back.

On the last trip, the water delivery man went to the third floor, first had the cleaning staff sign the receipt, and then put the last bucket of water in the warehouse.

As he left, the water delivery man glanced at the project department's work area again, and finally stopped at the bathroom door, thought for a moment, and pushed the door open and walked in.

...

At the same time.

Yang Decheng left the group headquarters with his men and drove to the mining company.

On the way, Yang Decheng held the phone and said to the deputy manager of the project department, "I've finished talking with the higher-ups. If both sides reach a consensus and take a step back, then all of us have to avoid the limelight. Yes, I don't want to either, but that's what the higher-ups have arranged, what can I do?"

As Yang Decheng was talking on the phone, the water delivery man just happened to come out of the bathroom, and the canvas bag on his body was much fuller.

Two minutes later, the water delivery man left the mining company on his electric tricycle.

...

In the mining area, after more than a week of excavation, the city rescue team finally blasted a gap in the No. 02 mine tunnel, releasing a large amount of accumulated water, and arrived at the collapsed area where the miners were killed.

After entering, the rescue team immediately saw more than a dozen bodies of the deceased miners, bloated from being soaked in water, and completely unrecognizable, as well as festering corpses full of parasites.

The misery of the world is nothing more than this...