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

Chen Ping made the move.

He took the paper out of his bag, put on white gloves, and carefully laid it flat on the table.

The paper was soaked with sweat, and the writing in some places was blurred.

Upon seeing the paper, Wang Defa shuddered violently, recoiled into his chair, and made a hoarse sound.

"No...don't make me see that..." Wang Defa's voice was hoarse and filled with fear, "I'll die if I see it...I really will die!"

He shook his head vigorously, closed his eyes tightly, and refused to look at the paper again.

Zhao Yong frowned. A veteran driver who'd been with Sun Chuanhong for over a decade shouldn't have such poor mental fortitude. What on that piece of paper could scare someone like that?

Chen Pingfang ignored Wang Defa's shouts.

He picked up a magnifying glass and brought it close to the pages.

The front of the paper is a copy of a bank transfer receipt for 50 million, to which the recipient is a foreign company.

The real secret is written on the back.

On the back of the page, there is a line of handwritten words.

The handwriting is powerful and the strokes are sharp.

"Since things have come to this point, it's time to make a clean break."

"As long as the green hills remain, future generations will have no worries."

In just two short sentences, fourteen characters in total, the meaning is extremely cold-blooded.

This is clearly a death sentence.

When it's time to make a clean break, the one who needs to be cut off is Sun Chuanhong.

Preserving the green hills means protecting the more important figures behind them.

At the end of these two lines, there is only a cursive signature.

--division.

What caught Chen Ping's attention even more was the ink on which those words were written.

It was a very deep red, darker than ordinary red ink, and looked very heavy.

"Hongqi-200..." Chen Ping read the name aloud.

Xiao Yuhan, who was standing behind him, immediately changed her expression upon hearing those four words.

"How did you know?" she asked in a low voice, quite surprised.

The special ink for the Hongqi-200 model is simply unavailable on the market.

Only provincial and ministerial-level leaders or above use this when reviewing important documents.

This detail immediately narrowed down the identity of the mysterious teacher to a very small circle, and everyone in that circle was no ordinary person.

Chen Ping did not answer Xiao Yuhan's question.

His mind went blank for a moment, and some memories from his past life flooded back.

That character "师" (teacher), that distinctive red annotation...

He remembered.

In his past life, he had heard news of a major case from a fallen provincial official.

The case involved a large number of people, but the key figure was never identified; in internal reports, he was only given a code name.

That code name was Jiangnan Confucian Master.

Is it...

Chen Ping's breathing paused for a moment.

If Sun Chuanhong's teacher is the same Jiangnan Confucian scholar who stirred up the entire province in his previous life, then he is now facing an opponent whose power far exceeds his imagination.

Sun Chuanhong was at most a scapegoat pushed out by that organization to cut off the trail.

"Lay it flat? Lay it flat?"

Xiao Yuhan's voice brought Chen Ping back from his thoughts.

She looked at Chen Pingfang's somewhat pale face and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

Chen Ping took a deep breath to calm himself down.

"Mayor Xiao, things may be much more complicated than we think." He pointed to the piece of paper and said, "This piece of paper is the only physical evidence right now, but it's also dangerous to have it."

Xiao Yuhan understood, of course.

This piece of paper can prove that Sun Chuanhong was silenced and can lead the clues to important figures in the province.

But similarly, the person holding this piece of paper will also become the teacher's next target to eliminate.

"We must hand this over to Secretary Zhou of the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection immediately," Xiao Yuhan said. "Only by making this public will we be safe."

Chen Ping nodded.

He was about to have Zhao Yong take Wang Defa away when the interrogation room door was suddenly pushed open forcefully.

Guo Xiaojun rushed in, covered in sweat, his face looking very pale.

"Pingfang! Something terrible has happened!" He even forgot to greet Xiao Yuhan, panting as he said, "A major incident has occurred!"

"Tell me slowly, what's wrong?" Chen Pingfang helped him up.

"The province... the province just issued an urgent notice!" Guo Xiaojun held up his phone, the screen displaying a newly received internal email: "The appointments for the leadership reshuffle in Yunzhou City are on their way!"

"What?" Xiao Yuhan stepped forward, took the phone, and stared intently at the document.

Chen Pingfang also joined in.

The email was very simple, just a few lines, but after reading it, both of their expressions changed.

Due to suspected serious violations of discipline and law, the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee decided to remove Sun Chuanhong from his post as Secretary of the Yunzhou Municipal Party Committee.

At the same time, a new municipal party secretary was appointed and will take office immediately to preside over the overall work of Yunzhou.

The appointment was issued at 5:30 a.m.

Less than twelve hours had passed since Sun Chuanhong was taken away.

Only an hour had passed since they received the paper.

This speed is abnormally fast.

The office fell silent for a moment, save for the heavy breathing of a few people.

Everyone understands what this means.

That mysterious teacher has already made his move.

He could not only remotely direct murders, but also influence the decisions of the Provincial Party Committee Standing Committee in a single night, directly sending a new municipal party secretary to take over Yunzhou.

That's an amazing tactic.

Chen Ping felt a chill run down his back.

He had thought he had obtained crucial evidence and could gradually expose his opponent. Now it seemed he had only just begun to grasp a clue when his opponent had already used more direct methods to change the entire situation in Yunzhou.

"Who is it?" Chen Pingfang's voice was a little hoarse.

Guo Xiaojun leaned against the door frame, panting heavily, still not having recovered.

Xiao Yuhan snatched his phone, her gaze fixed on the electronic version of the official document on the screen.

"Zhou Wenyuan..."

Guo Xiaojun finally caught his breath and added, "Zhou Wenyuan, the director of the Second Cadre Division of the Provincial Party Committee's Organization Department!"

To Xiao Yuhan and Guo Xiaojun, this name was just an unfamiliar symbol, representing a leader who was about to be parachuted in.

But upon hearing those three words, Chen Ping's mind went blank.

He picked up the water glass on the table, wanting to drink some water to calm himself down.

Zhou Wenyuan!

How could the man known as the Smiling Scholar in his previous life have arrived ahead of schedule?

Snapped!

A crisp sound.

The glass in Chen Ping's hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

"Lie flat? What's wrong with you?"

Xiao Yuhan was startled by the voice. When she came to her senses, she looked at Chen Pingfang, whose face had turned pale, with worry and confusion in her eyes.

Zhao Yong and Guo Xiaojun were also stunned; they had never seen Chen Pingfang so out of control.

Chen Pingfang did not speak.

He just stared intently at the shards of glass on the ground, piecing together fragments of his past life memories in his mind.

He remembered.