Xia Anlan was having a meeting in the emergency flood control command room at around nineo' clock that night.
He had been busy for the whole day, from the morning when he left the house until now. He didn't even have time to drink water. At noon, he ate two mouthfuls of instant noodles like everyone else.
He hadn't had dinner yet, and his voice was hoarse when he spoke. His Secretary was anxious, but she couldn't help.
