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

At the Jinshuiwan construction site, cheers from the workers rose higher and higher.

One after another, heavy trucks bearing provincial special permits drove into the construction site, unloading tons of sand, gravel, and cement, finally putting everyone's minds at ease.

The workers' faces returned to their simple smiles, and in the command center, the core members also breathed a sigh of relief, enthusiastically discussing how to work overtime to catch up on the lost time.

Guo Xiaojun stood downstairs at the command post, his eyes reddening as he looked at the hard-won scene before him. He looked up at the calm figure by the second-floor window, and only one thought crossed his mind: with Chen Pingfang, there was no obstacle that couldn't be overcome.

Meanwhile, in the top-floor office of Delong Investment, dozens of kilometers away.

boom!

A purple clay teapot was smashed on a marble floor and shattered instantly, splashing scalding hot tea everywhere.

Zhao Decai listened to his subordinate's report with his chest heaving and his face ashen.

"...The Jinshuiwan construction site has fully resumed work. With the special pass from the Provincial Department of Transportation, no checkpoint in the city has the authority to stop us..."

"Useless! A bunch of useless trash!" Zhao Decai's roar echoed in the empty office. "One piece of paper! And it was all solved with just one piece of paper?"

He never expected that despite using all his connections and arranging everything, the young man surnamed Chen would ultimately solve the problem directly from the provincial level using a method he could never have imagined.

Conventional methods are no longer effective for him.

Zhao Decai, panting heavily, paced back and forth in front of the broken porcelain shards, the anger in his eyes slowly fading, replaced by a hint of coldness.

Since I can't beat you by the rules, don't blame me for... not following the rules.

He decided to take matters into his own hands.

As evening fell, the relaxed atmosphere in the command center was broken by an invitation.

It was a beautifully crafted gold-embossed invitation, issued in the name of the "Yunzhou Building Materials Industry Association," inviting Director Chen Pingfang, the person in charge of the Jinshuiwan project, to attend an industry exchange dinner to be held at Yunding Pavilion the following evening.

When Guo Xiaojun and the others saw the invitation, their smiles vanished instantly.

"Director, this is definitely a trap!" Guo Xiaojun snatched the invitation from the secretary and urgently grabbed Chen Pingfang. "Zhao Decai is the vice president of this association! It's obvious he arranged this; you absolutely mustn't go!"

"Yes, Director, they just won; they're definitely up to no good!"

"It would be dangerous to go there!"

The lively atmosphere in the command center suddenly turned tense. Everyone looked at Chen Pingfang, words stuck in their throats, afraid that he would act impulsively.

However, Chen Pingfang simply accepted the invitation, glanced at it calmly, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"Since he dares to invite me, I dare to go."

Ignoring the advice of Guo Xiaojun and others, he calmly stated that he would go alone.

Seeing Chen Ping's nonchalant demeanor, Guo Xiaojun and the others were extremely anxious and unsure of what he was up to.

……

The next evening, at Yunding Pavilion, the most upscale hotel in Yunzhou.

Inside the "Guanyun Hall," a top-tier private room not open to the public, Chen Pingfang pushed open the door and walked in alone.

Zhao Decai, who had been waiting there, immediately greeted Chen Ping with a big smile, warmly shaking his hand as if all the previous unpleasantness had never happened.

"Oh, Director Chen, you're so young and promising! I've heard so much about you! Please, take a seat!"

After several rounds of drinking...

Zhao Decai waved for the waiters to leave, leaving only the two of them in the private room. His smile slowly faded, and he finally revealed his true purpose.

He personally filled Chen Ping's glass with wine and said with a forced smile, "Director Chen, it's good that young people are energetic, but they also need to know how to cooperate."

"Those were all minor misunderstandings caused by the ignorance of the staff below." Zhao Decai changed the subject, leaned forward, and lowered his voice, "As long as you allocate half of the procurement share of the Jinshuiwan project to local companies in Yunzhou, I, Zhao Decai, guarantee that the subsequent projects will proceed smoothly without any further trouble."

He paused for a moment, looked at Chen Pingfang, and slowly extended five fat fingers, tapping them on the table.

"Furthermore, I would like to personally give Director Chen this amount as a token of my appreciation for your hard work."

Chen Ping's face remained expressionless; he even made a gesture as if he was moved.

He picked up his wine glass and leaned forward slightly, as if he were seriously considering it.

Under the cover of this action, his hand, which was under the table, subtly and imperceptibly slid his fingertips across the side of his black personal cell phone.

The phone screen lit up silently, and a red dot began to flash, indicating that recording had started.

Seeing that Chen Pingfang seemed interested, Zhao Decai felt reassured and lowered his guard, a smug smile spreading across his face.

He's still a young man after all; no matter how tough he is, he can't resist the temptation of money.

He leaned back in his large mahogany chair, his tone becoming even more arrogant, as if he were bestowing a handout: "Director Chen, how about it? Half the share will allow you to report back to your superiors in style, get real benefits, and make a friend in me, Zhao Decai."

"In Yunzhou, having more friends means having more options. But having more enemies... well, things might get tougher."

He was certain that Chen Ping would take this step.

Suddenly, Chen Ping laughed.

He did not answer Zhao Decai's question, but slowly stood up and picked up an unopened bottle of Moutai on the table before Zhao Decai could react.

He didn't use a decanter; he simply unscrewed the bottle cap and filled the three empty glasses in front of him, which were placed side by side.

The white liquor spilled from the rim of the glass, releasing its aroma.

Zhao Decai was stunned, completely unable to understand what he was going to do.

The next second, Chen Ping picked up the first cup, tilted his head back, and drank it down.

He put down the empty glass, picked up the second one, then the third, and soon all three glasses were empty.

After three glasses of strong liquor, his expression remained unchanged, but his eyes suddenly shifted, staring coldly at Zhao Decai, no longer showing any hesitation, only a chilling scrutiny.

boom!

He slammed the empty glass down on the table with a loud thud.

Zhao Decai's smile froze, and his heart skipped a beat.

Chen Pingfang looked at him, a cold smile playing on his lips, and said, word by word, "President Zhao, I appreciate your kindness."

"However, I have a rather large appetite."

"Half the share is not enough."

Zhao Decai was taken aback. Just as he was about to force a smile that said "we can talk about it again," he heard Chen Pingfang's next words.

Those words made Zhao Decai's mind go blank.

"What I want is the standardization of the entire Yunzhou building materials market."

The moment the words left his mouth, all color drained from Zhao Decai's face. The muscles in his face twitched stiffly, and his pupils contracted sharply, as if he had heard the most impossible thing.

To regulate...the entire Yunzhou market?

What does he want to do? What exactly does he want to do?

After Chen Ping finished speaking, he stopped looking at Zhao Decai's incredulous face, turned around, opened the heavy door of the private room, and strode away without pausing.

In the luxurious private room, only Zhao Decai remained sitting there, staring blankly at the table full of delicious dishes, but now he had no appetite at all.

The phrase "I want to standardize the entire Yunzhou market" was still ringing in his ears, each word sending chills down his spine.

He suddenly realized that he was not dealing with a newly graduated project manager at all.

That was an opponent he could neither see through nor control.

His threats and attempts to bribe him have now become leverage that could destroy him at any moment, and are firmly in the other party's hands.

At this moment, he was the prey being targeted.