Courtyard House: The Chef's Intelligence System

The investigation into the steel mill canteen has concluded, but the investigation team hasn't yet decided which direction to pursue the investigation the following day.

Sure enough, the next day, as soon as they started work, the leadership team of the steel rolling mill prepared to hold a meeting to discuss the matter.

Actually, they can discuss whatever they want, and the investigation team can investigate however they want. It's just that some people are afraid, so they suggested having a meeting.

The intention was to put pressure on the investigation team, making them investigate faster and leave sooner so that the team could work in peace.

The special investigation team stayed at the steel rolling mill, but the workers didn't feel anything or see any changes.

The workers said:

"I'd like to participate in the anti-corruption campaign, but damn it, I don't have the chance to be corrupt. I don't even have the right to sit at the table. What kind of feeling or change can I expect?"

But it's different for the leadership; it's like a sword hanging over their heads, ready to fall at the slightest mistake.

Although Secretary Nie and Yang Ligong claimed to be as calm as Mount Tai, that was only on the surface.

If their subordinates are found to have done something wrong, they won't be in a good position either. That's called dereliction of duty—failing to supervise their subordinates properly.

"Secretary Nie, the arrival of this investigation team has caused widespread anxiety. Do you have any suggestions on how to expedite their progress?"

"The comrades can't concentrate on their work anymore."

Yang Ligong raised questions to Secretary Nie, the head of the factory.

Secretary Nie raised an eyebrow. Good heavens, Yang Ligong, you're really something else. You actually asked me if there was any way to speed up the investigation.

If I had that kind of ability, I wouldn't have let the investigation team into the steel rolling mill.

Yang Ligong's question was sharp and pointed; he was the top leader with the most power.

At this critical moment, Yang Ligong wanted to push him out as the scapegoat. His intentions were sinister and he deserved to be punished!

However, Secretary Nie had been through many storms, and this political struggle was nothing to him.

He looked at Yang Ligong meaningfully, a slight smile appearing on his face.

"Comrade Ligong, why are you in such a hurry? The investigation team was sent down from above to fight corruption, not to disrupt the factory's normal operations."

As the saying goes, "If you have a clear conscience, you won't be afraid of ghosts knocking at your door in the middle of the night."

"At this point, the more enthusiastically someone jumps around, the bigger their problem is!"

"Comrade Ligong, your behavior has puzzled me greatly. Could it be that you've become corrupt?"

"Holy shit, holy shit, holy shit..." Everyone was stunned. The secretary's words were so insightful, he was practically sentencing Yang Ligong to death. It was truly brilliant!

Yang Ligong's face turned deathly pale, and he felt his legs go weak.

"Secretary Nie, don't talk nonsense, it wasn't me, I didn't..."

Yang Liguo gave a triple denial; he couldn't admit it, or he'd be finished.

Yang Ligong took a deep breath; he wanted to make his position clear:

"I firmly uphold the decisions of the higher-ups and will fully cooperate with the investigation team. I, Yang Ligong, am mortal enemies with corrupt officials!"

Li Huaide was the first to stand up and clapped his hands:

"Comrade Ligong, your words are profound!"

Then several people started fawning over Yang Ligong.

"Yes, Director Yang's words are profound. We are all learning from them. We will never tolerate corrupt officials!"

Yang Ligong forced a smile and gestured for everyone to sit down, but he was somewhat displeased.

There are three leaders in the factory. It is understandable that Secretary Nie, as the leader, would refer to himself as a meritorious comrade, since he is his superior.

You, Li Huaide, are ranked lower than me. Although we are at the same level, I am still the factory director. What do you mean by calling me comrade?

Can I then call Secretary Nie Wuji (a nickname)?

Thinking about it that way, it doesn't seem like a bad idea. The old man is almost retired.

Li Huaide was actually doing it somewhat on purpose. Back when I was a deputy director, I was just a deputy factory director. Calling you Director Yang was a way of giving you face.

But I'm a full-time deputy director-general level official in the factory, number three. Why should I give you any face?

You call me Comrade Huai De every day, so can't I call you Comrade Li Gong?

If my subordinates find out, they'll think I, Li Huaide, am afraid of you, Yang Ligong.

Secretary Nie glanced at Li Huaide without making a sound. Although the form of address was not a big problem, the conflict between Li Huaide and Yang Ligong was already beginning to emerge.

Thinking of this, Secretary Nie revealed a meaningful smile:

"Go ahead and stir things up, keep stirring things up. Make the investigation team investigate desperately, create panic, throw the whole factory into chaos, cause production to fall short of targets, and even bankrupt the steel rolling mill. I'm just going to risk my life with you!"

"Oh no, I'm not going to risk my life with you two. I can only serve another term after you two are done."

"When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman benefits."

Secretary Nie only recently had this idea; he's only 61, and he really wants to live another five hundred years…

Only those who have power know how wonderful it is. Although he has never engaged in corruption, the benefits that power can bring are not limited to corruption.

Should political assets be inherited by someone else?

Should we mentor or guide the younger generation?

These are all things he needs to plan for at this stage. Once he retires, he will be forgotten, and even if he still has some strength left, his descendants will not go very far.

So he didn't want to retire; he still had that drive in his heart, and at 61, he was at the age to take risks.

He disliked Yang Ligong very much, as he lacked political acumen.

Because his goal was obvious, the leadership team was well aware of it, and they seemed determined to get the top position!

It's no wonder that Secretary Nie would have a good impression of someone who's always eyeing his own position!

The fact that he wasn't shot is a testament to his excellent self-control.

Similarly, although Li Huaide was also vying for the top position, he respected himself quite a bit.

Perhaps it's because they were from different backgrounds, and they felt a sense of mutual respect and appreciation.

But that didn't work. He wanted to serve another term, and faced with the power, he had no choice but to be selfish.

He is not wrong, nor will he be wrong, so Li Huaide and Yang Ligong must fight each other for him to have a chance to turn the tide, and perhaps even go further.

Secretary Nie's mental storm ended in an instant, and the discussion below was still intense about where the investigation team should investigate today.

At that moment, a staff member knocked on the door and came in:

"Leaders, Team Leader Liu from the investigation team said he's going to the Publicity Department and the Labor and Wages Department today. Could the leaders in charge of those two departments please go and hand over the responsibilities?"

There was a sudden silence for a few seconds. Then the head of security stood up and gave a friendly reminder to the people in charge of the publicity and labor relations departments:

"Old Ma, Old Duo, we've been through thick and thin, we can't let ourselves be disgraced!"

"Yeah, perk up!" The others, always eager for a good show, chimed in.

The head of the labor relations department was the first to stand up, his eyes slightly narrowed, and he walked out of the meeting room with an air of indifference.

Old Ma, the head of the propaganda department, also stood up solemnly, patted off imaginary dust from his shirt, and his eyes flashed with a murderous intent:

"Grass!"

"Good, well done..." Seeing the two men's fearless spirit, the rest of the people present gave them a thumbs up in praise.