After breaking up with my boyfriend, I made a fortune and rose rapidly in my career.

Upon hearing this, Guo Xiaojun could no longer contain himself and abruptly stood up from his seat.

"Ping Fang, this guy surnamed Zhao has gone mad! He's messing things up! Such a big project, he just stops it like that? I'm going to confront him!"

Chen Ping raised his head and stopped him.

"Old Guo, don't worry."

"How can we not be anxious?" Guo Xiaojun's face was flushed with worry. "If something goes wrong and the construction schedule is delayed, who will be responsible? In the end, we'll be the ones to take the blame!"

Chen Ping stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the cars coming and going downstairs. His voice was devoid of any emotion.

"Let him make a scene."

Guo Xiaojun was stunned, not understanding what he meant.

Chen Ping turned his head, looked at him, and repeated it again.

"The bigger the commotion, the better."

After saying that, he didn't explain further, turned around, picked up his car keys from the coat rack, and walked out of the office without saying a word.

Guo Xiaojun stood there blankly, watching Chen Pingfang's figure disappear through the doorway.

He couldn't figure it out.

This guy surnamed Zhao has really gone too far, why isn't Chen Pingfang reacting at all? Is he even letting him make a bigger scene?

What exactly is going on here?

Guo Xiaojun wanted to chase after him to find out what was going on, but Chen Ping had let him go too quickly; he was gone in the blink of an eye.

In the office, Zhao Wenbin was talking enthusiastically about his plan to write a thousand-word reflection every day, while several newly recruited staff members surrounded him, showering him with flattery.

The entire General Affairs Department seemed to have become Zhao Wenbin's territory.

Chen Pingfang, like a defeated rooster, slunk away.

……

Chen Ping did not go to the parking lot, but walked directly out of the municipal government compound.

He turned into a deserted alley and made a phone call to Xiao Yuhan.

"Mayor Xiao, I would like to request a few days off."

Xiao Yuhan on the other end of the phone seemed completely unsurprised, her voice calm: "What reason?"

I'm not feeling well and want to rest.

Xiao Yuhan paused for a moment, then immediately understood what Chen Pingfang meant.

"Okay, I've approved it. Where are you now?"

"East gate of the municipal government compound".

"Wait for me where you are, I'll have the driver come pick you up."

Fifteen minutes later, the black Audi A6 quietly pulled up in front of Chen Pingfang.

The driver, Lao Zhang, got out of the car, politely opened the door, and handed over an envelope after Chen Ping was put in.

"Secretary Chen, this is from the mayor." Inside the envelope was a set of keys and a hand-drawn map. "The mayor said this place is absolutely safe, so you can rest assured."

Instead of returning to Chen Ping's rented house, the car drove towards a newly built upscale villa area on the outskirts of the city.

This is a house that Xiao Yuhan bought in a relative's name. It has excellent security, and outsiders have no idea about it.

Over the next three days, news of Chen Pingfang's illness quickly spread throughout the General Affairs Section of the Municipal Government Office.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Wenbin was overjoyed in his office.

In his view, Chen Pingfang was scared of him and was finding an excuse to hide.

He got even more worked up, creating all sorts of useless things at the university. Today he demanded uniform document formats, tomorrow he wanted things arranged on desks, driving the entire department crazy.

He also gathered a few people and, behind closed doors, wrote a report on how the Jinshuiwan project should be developed in the future.

The report was over 10,000 words long, full of quotations and beautifully written language, but it was all empty rhetoric and platitudes. It didn't mention a single specific example of how to solve land pollution or how to attract investors.

Even so, Zhao Wenbin still treasured the report, made dozens of copies, distributed them all over the city government compound, and boasted to everyone that he had spent three days and three nights writing it.

For a moment, everyone thought that Chen Pingfang had no chance at all, and the position of head of the comprehensive section would definitely go to Zhao Wenbin.

Meanwhile, the "patient" Chen Pingfang was in the study of the villa, typing rapidly on a laptop.

The table in front of him was covered with various drawings and documents, and the whiteboard on the wall was also covered with complex diagrams drawn in different colors of pens.

He did not write an ordinary report.

He is designing a completely new solution.

He combined an investment concept called ESG with his experience from his previous life, which only matured in 2025, with the actual situation in Jinshui Bay.

Instead of using the old approach of "treating first and then developing," he proposed a new model of "using restoration to drive industry and using industry to sustain the ecology."

In his plan, Jinshui Bay will no longer be a "toxic land" waiting to be dealt with, but a new city of the future that integrates "scientific research and development, ecotourism and high-end elderly care".

Every detail, every expense, is meticulously calculated.

This is no longer a simple project proposal; it is a plan that can influence the economic development of Yunzhou over the next ten years.

It was late at night on the third day when I finished writing the last word.

Chen Ping let out a long breath and rubbed his red eyes.

He didn't send the plan to Xiao Yuhan immediately, but instead made another phone call.

On the other end of the phone came Huang Qianshu's voice, which was somewhat lazy yet filled with surprise.

"Busy guy, you finally remembered me?"

"Mr. Huang, I need your help," Chen Ping said directly. "I have a very important document, but it can't be sent through the normal channels in Yunzhou. I'd like to ask you to help me get it to the provincial level and deliver it to a leader who understands economics."

Huang Qianshu's background is not just that of the president of Tianxing Group.

"Oh? What document is it that's making you so mysterious?" Huang Qianshu became interested.

"A document about the future of Jinshui Bay."

There was silence for a few seconds on the other end of the phone.

"Okay, send it to me." Huang Qianshu agreed readily. "I'm going to the provincial capital tomorrow to visit a vice governor in charge of the economy."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Ping sent the encrypted file over.

He knew that the fuse of this "bomb" had been lit.

……

It was Friday afternoon, almost time to leave work.

Zhao Wenbin was happily listening to his subordinates' flattery in his office.

He even opened a bottle of champagne in advance and announced that he would treat the entire department to dinner at the city's best hotel over the weekend to celebrate his "formal appointment at the Standing Committee meeting next Monday."

Everyone in the office was congratulating him.

Guo Xiaojun sat alone in the corner, looking out the window, feeling very uneasy.

Just then, Xiao Yuhan's secretary jogged into the General Affairs Department and went straight to Guo Xiaojun.

"Brother Guo, Mayor Xiao requests your presence."

Guo Xiaojun followed the secretary into the mayor's office, completely bewildered.

Xiao Yuhan didn't say much, but simply handed him a faxed document.

At the very top of the document are the words "General Office of the Provincial Government" printed in red.

The contents of the document were precisely the proposal that Chen Ping had presented.

At the end of the document, there was a very authoritative comment:

"This plan is forward-thinking and innovative, offering valuable insights for urban renewal and industrial upgrading across the province! Yunzhou has capable people; we should boldly implement it and provide full support! We recommend it as a pilot project for the entire province and promote it extensively!"

The signature at the end was the handwritten signature of the vice governor in charge of the economy!

Guo Xiaojun's hands were trembling as he held the paper.

He finally understood what Chen Ping meant by "Let him make a scene, the bigger the better."

This is not admitting defeat at all.

They're brewing a killer move that no one would expect!