Senior sister, please stop crying. I am really not a scumbag.

Taipei.

Yang Hao, Wei Zijin and Jiang Li landed successfully and stayed here for three days. This is the base camp of Dinghong Group, where food, clothing, housing and transportation are all guaranteed, and what is more guaranteed is safety.

Jiang Li has been immersed in the grief of losing his brother.

That day, Yang Hao was browsing the news across the strait and discovered a shocking piece of news.

[It is reported that a major fire broke out at a passenger station on the xx-Xinzhou Expressway section on August xx, causing 8 deaths and 17 injuries. For details, please see the detailed consultation#]

The news is very hot.

This case caused a lot of controversy and attracted widespread attention from all walks of life in China. With the help of Dinghong Group, the case quickly fermented and became very popular.

Subsequently, various information came in.

First of all, this bus station has been in existence for 20 years. It is a serious monopoly bus station with many illegalities. The operating accounts of the bus station have also been leaked, and the bills are shocking.

Every year, the amount of money amassed through various illegal means alone reaches a staggering 30 billion.

The reason behind the existence of such a passenger station in Xinzhou is thought-provoking.

According to police reports, the fire was caused by the passenger station being in disrepair for a long time, coupled with outdated equipment and inadequate fire-fighting measures, which created safety hazards.

Yang Hao browsed the news headlines and thought, it seems that Wei Donglai has started to operate secretly.

This fire must have been man-made.

The final game has begun.

Before one wave of troubles is over, another wave of troubles arises. On August 8, a fire broke out in a closed private cram school under semi-militarized management in Xinzhou. Fortunately, there were no casualties, but more than a dozen people were injured. Countless parents reported the incident. After investigation by reporters, it was found that the high school had many procedural violations, random charges, and unreasonable fees. These incidents quickly fermented on the Internet and occupied the hot search list.

Then, on August xx, Xinzhou Institute of Science and Technology once again exposed the case of a student jumping from a building this year, as well as the teacher taking kickbacks and the high cost of textbooks in the school, which quickly became a hot topic.

All of a sudden, within just half a month, scandals broke out frequently in Xinzhou, constantly occupying the hot searches on various social media platforms.

That day, Yang Hao saw a piece of news that made his scalp tingle.

[Shocked! An explosion occurred at Zijiang Mountain in Xinzhou City, suspected of a natural gas pipeline leak... Xinzhou's hidden tycoon, Dinghong Group Chairman Wei Donglai died unfortunately, and the explosion caused a total of 116 deaths... Detailed information#]

Wei Donglai is dead?
Only an idiot would believe that Building 9 of Zijiangshan where Wei Donglai lived would explode due to some natural gas pipeline.

broken.

When Wei Zijin heard the news, he wanted to go back to Xinzhou like crazy and was heartbroken.

Wei Donglai seemed to have anticipated this result, so he made a will in advance, transferred all his shares to Wei Zijin, and left a letter for Yang Hao.

Wei Donglai had long anticipated that his confrontation with this big shot would end in a lose-lose situation.

The worst outcome is that if the big shot dies, he will die too, and they will perish together.

The best outcome is that one person cannot leave Xinzhou alive.

Wei Donglai said in the letter that if he unfortunately died, he hoped that Yang Hao would treat Wei Zijin sincerely and assist Wei Zijin in presiding over the overall situation.

If possible, we can make appropriate compromises, give up some interests, and work together with the Zuo and Liu families to develop Youth City.

Yang Hao sighed.

9 month 7 day.

Wei Donglai's funeral was held in Taipei, and people from all walks of life came to pay their respects. Wei Donglai's ashes were also transported from Xinzhou. Although it was not known whether they were specifically his, it was finally a formality.

Everything started because of Youth City, but everything did not seem to end because of Youth City.

Fate is like a pair of big hands that push people forward, making it impossible to make a choice. Everyone is like a chess piece on the chessboard of fate, fighting each other and unable to escape.

It not only differentiates between superior and inferior, but also determines life and death.

Wei Zijin, dressed in white, cried bitterly and threw herself into Yang Hao's arms: "I don't have a father anymore. I don't have a father anymore."

Yang Hao didn't know how to comfort her, so he could only say softly: "You still have me."

Xinzhou is truly a place of controversy.

That is where the dream begins and where the dream ends.

However, no matter what, Yang Hao still has to go back. He wants to bring his family over and spend their old age in Taipei. The sky in Xinzhou is too dark, and no one knows when it will get light.

……

Xinzhou, Municipal Building, top floor.

A middle-aged man wearing an executive jacket and gold-rimmed glasses stood in front of the window, quietly admiring the bustling night view of Xinzhou.

It would be better to say that he is an old man rather than a middle-aged man.

Because he looks young, maybe because he takes good care of himself or has good upbringing, he has a natural aura, but his gray temples prove that he is probably in his fifties or sixties.

At this moment, his back looked gloomy and lonely.

the phone is ringing.

"Well, I see."

The events in Xinzhou could not be suppressed in the end. Various things happened one after another and caught him off guard.

stand right here.

It was as if half of New South Wales was at your feet, within easy reach.

He turned around and looked at his own office seat and the plaque above it with four large characters "天下为公".

When he was young, he stood at the door of his office for the first time, thinking about a question.

How long does it take to walk from the door to that location?
But by the time I really sat on it, I had already used it for thirty years with gray hair.

This position is like walking on thin ice.

immediately.

The special envoy from Shangjing will be airdropped to Xinzhou. When that happens, he will be the first to be blamed and he will certainly lose his official hat.

The middle-aged man had a blank expression on his face, and his back looked even more lonely.

The hero dies.

But, having come to this point, I have no choice.

The world is either black or white.

When I was young, at that time, I had just entered the political arena. I was full of passion and courage. I thought that everything in the world was just like that, and I believed that I could create a brand new continent with my own hands.

But this is how the officialdom is. You can’t think about some things too naively. This is not about intrigue, but the coexistence of black and white.

If you don't do it, you won't be able to integrate here, you will be excluded, and you won't have the opportunity to enter the power center of Xinzhou.

We don't need a selfless Bao Qingtian.

We need an obedient dog. I listen to you and you have to listen to me. I am afraid of you and you have to be afraid of me. This is the law of survival.

But once you do it, there's no turning back.

The middle-aged man looked at that seat again with reluctance, the seat he had sat in for 12 years, the seat that belonged to him alone.

Just a dozen minutes ago, he had a premonition that his end was approaching.

Sure enough, Zi Jiangshan called.

The old man who had retired behind the scenes for a long time said that the special envoy from above had already set off and would arrive in Xinzhou in 2 hours.

He understood everything.

Then, he opened the window and jumped down from the tall building.

Maybe, the news will be boiling tomorrow.

Whether you say that he committed suicide out of fear of punishment or that he became a scapegoat for others, it doesn’t matter.

On September 9, the big tiger committed suicide by jumping off a building. (End of this chapter)