Chapter 890: Mayor Saves Pregnant Woman on a Rainy Night!

Zhao Disheng returned home, and his wife hurried up to greet him, taking his coat from him as she did so.

"Why are you back so early today?"

"There were no special activities, so I came back early."

Zhao Disheng walked into the living room and reached out to pick up the newspaper on the table to read.

His wife walked over at this moment to call him for dinner, smiling as she said, "I specially made chicken soup today. I bought an authentic old hen and stewed it for a full dozen hours or so. Hurry and taste how it is."

Zhao Disheng took a sip of the chicken soup and immediately exclaimed, "The taste is really not bad!"

His wife rested her hands on the tabletop, a smile on her face as she tentatively asked, "I heard some news while playing mahjong today; has something happened to old Du?"

Zhao Disheng's expression did not change, and he asked back indifferently, "What could happen to old Du?"

His wife lowered her voice and said, "Isn't it said that a retired veteran cadre filed a complaint against him?"

Zhao Disheng set down his soup bowl, his tone carrying a hint of mockery: "Your news channels are quite well-informed!"

His wife smiled smugly: "Did you think I only know how to play mahjong? Over these many years, I haven't done little in the way of maneuvering and pulling strings for you. By the way, I even struck up a conversation with Provincial Governor Gao's sister-in-law these past few days."

Zhao Disheng was quite satisfied with this assistance from his wife.

This was also something he had always tacitly permitted and supported.

The "Madam route" has always been a potentially important relationship network in official circles.

Sometimes when encountering thorny, difficult matters, having family members whisper in ears behind the scenes or make connections can often yield twice the result with half the effort, and the problem can be solved very quickly.

"By the way, has the matter with Hu Zhongping been resolved?" his wife suddenly asked.

"It hasn't been resolved yet; that brat acts too recklessly!" Zhao Disheng's tone carried a hint of anger.

His wife's eyes darted, and she said softly, "Husband, I've been thinking, could it be that someone is intentionally targeting him and has set a trap?"

Zhao Disheng sneered: "Once this current wave of attention passes, I will help him arrange a suitable position again. Some people, they are simply digging their own graves."

In the eyes of Zhao Disheng and his wife, their nephew Hu Zhongping being reported and held accountable was by no means a coincidence.

It was clearly someone intentionally tripping them up.

And the target behind this was nine times out of ten Du Chengfeng.

After all, a competitive relationship existed between him and Du Chengfeng.

"I used to think Du Chengfeng was quite upright; I didn't expect him to be such an insidious, cunning, and despicable villain!"

His wife Li Lingyu had always had a good impression of Hu Zhongping, so she always felt that her nephew had suffered because someone was secretly playing dirty tricks.

Recently, every time she met with Xiao Qin, she gave her no pleasant looks, and the relationship between the two had become very stiff.

Zhao Disheng saw things more clearly and was more composed than his wife: "The root of Hu Zhongping's problem is his own lack of firm willpower. Even if nothing happened now, he would sooner or later take a big fall in the future."

His wife said crossly, "No matter what, he is still your own nephew!"

Zhao Disheng sighed: "Once the wind blows over, he will still have a chance."

After saying this, Zhao Disheng turned and walked into the study, took out his mobile phone, and dialed his Secretary's number.

"How are the things I told you to arrange coming along?"

The Secretary responded in a deep voice: "Rest assured, Mayor Zhao! Everything has already been arranged properly."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Disheng then went downstairs.

Seeing this, his wife asked curiously, "It's so late, are you going out again?"

Zhao Disheng nodded slightly: "A developer is meeting me for tea; I expect I'll be back very late."

His wife nodded: "Alright, then I won't wait for you."

Just as he stepped outside, a fine mist of rain began to drift down.

Zhao Disheng sat in the car, a flash of determination in his eyes.

The car drove for about ten minutes, and it was on the verge of arriving at the agreed-upon hotel.

A harsh screech of brakes suddenly pierced through the sound of the drizzling rain.

Zhao Disheng frowned and asked solemnly, "What is going on?"

The Secretary, Ding, poked his head out to look ahead and said in a deep voice, "Mayor Zhao, there's been a car accident up ahead! A woman has been knocked to the ground; it looks like she might be a pregnant woman."

Zhao Disheng made a prompt decision: "Get out and take a look!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he disregarded the heavy rain outside, pushed open the car door, and charged straight toward the scene of the accident.

Ding did not follow immediately, but instead quickly dialed the news hotline for the Hanzhou Traffic Radio Station.

"Hello, I am one of your loyal listeners; I have an urgent traffic accident I would like to report to you."

"Hello, please go ahead!"

"We are currently at the intersection of Guoping Road and Guanhai Road, where a car accident has occurred. The victim is a pregnant woman, and the perpetrator has already fled. We are now going to take the pregnant woman to the hospital and urgently need everyone to provide help!"

The Host of the traffic station immediately sensed the news value and hurriedly responded: "Alright, listeners please pay attention! We have just received an urgent request for help; a pregnant woman has been in a car accident at the intersection of Guoping Road and Guanhai Road and currently needs to be rushed to the hospital. We implore drivers along the route to provide assistance and yield to the rescue vehicle, thank you everyone!"

Ding added over the phone: "We have already transferred the pregnant woman into the car; she has lost a lot of blood and is now unconscious. The situation is very critical!"

The Host hurriedly said: "You are truly a public-spirited citizen! Drivers, please be sure to take note and cooperate fully with the rescue!"

Under the real-time appeals of the Host, vehicles on the road consciously yielded the way one after another.

Zhao Disheng's car hit green lights all the way and soon delivered the pregnant woman to the hospital emergency room for rescue.

A Reporter from the traffic station also arrived at the scene at the first opportunity and intercepted Zhao Disheng, who was about to leave, at the entrance of the emergency room.

"May I ask if you were the one who saved this pregnant woman?"

Zhao Disheng waved his hand, his tone urgent: "Don't ask me yet; the point is, how is the pregnant woman's condition?"

The Reporter's eyes suddenly lit up as she recognized him: "I know you! You are Mayor Zhao, right?"

Zhao Disheng was stunned for a moment and hurriedly cupped his hands toward the Reporter: "I am just an ordinary citizen, not any Mayor."

The Reporter, however, was very certain: "I haven't recognized you wrong! You are definitely Mayor Zhao!"

Zhao Disheng said no more, waved his hand at the Reporter, and strode out of the emergency hall.

Back inside the car, Ding reported in a low voice: "Mayor Zhao, this news will definitely make the headlines of all major media outlets tomorrow."

Zhao Disheng breathed a sigh of relief and instructed: "You must be careful with the publicity narrative; just touch upon it lightly, do not over-hype it."

Ding hurriedly replied: "Please rest assured, I will keep the measure under control."

The next morning.

Zhou Chengwu picked up the newspaper on the table, his gaze drawn to a piece of news.

Afterwards, he immediately dialed Du Chengfeng's phone number.

Du Chengfeng soon walked into the office, and Zhou Chengwu handed the newspaper over to him.

"Take a look at this news."

Du Chengfeng took the newspaper and looked at it, a look of surprise appearing in his eyes.

Zhao Disheng saved a pregnant woman on a rainy night and even made the newspaper!

This was quite unexpected.

Zhou Chengwu said expressionlessly: "Don't you think this kind of hype tactic is a bit cliché?"

With the status of Zhou Chengwu and Du Chengfeng, they naturally saw through the performative elements of it at a glance.

However, public opinion had been ignited, and the common people were unaware of the truth.

Even if they knew it might be self-directed and self-acted, it could indeed significantly improve Zhao Disheng's public reputation.

This was a public opinion war before the election.

Du Chengfeng had also fallen behind!

"The current situation is not very favorable for you," Zhou Chengwu said slowly.

Du Chengfeng's heart tightened, and he said dismissively: "Secretary Zhou, I understand what you mean. My mindset is very good; as long as the organization has a need, no matter what position I am in, I will bring out all my enthusiasm and drive."

Zhou Chengwu stood up, reached out, and patted Du Chengfeng on the shoulder: "Respond to the ever-changing situation with constancy, and wait quietly for the flowers to bloom..."