Officialdom: Reborn in the 90s, all I want to do is quit my job and make money.

puff.

Lin Yu felt his knees buckle.

Billion.

US dollars.

I'm bowing down to this rich old man!

He looked at Li Dakang's face, which was contorted with shock, and then at Liang Wenyuan, who was frozen in place, and felt that the whole world was unreal.

What were you thinking when you made that suggestion?

Make it a big event, max out the budget, come up with a plan that everyone will think is outrageous, and get that old fogey Zhao Dagong to reject it on the spot. It would be best to give him a good scolding and say that he is too ambitious and has unrealistic ideas.

Then he can logically express that his talents are not being utilized here and his grand ambitions are not being understood.

Finally, he could become disheartened and resign in anger.

What a perfect script! What smooth logic!

but……

Can anyone tell him what's going on here?

Five hundred million in start-up capital!

A billion US dollars in sponsorship!

1.5 billion in the 1990s... how much is that again?

Lin Yu's mind was buzzing; he couldn't even count how many zeros were in that amount of money.

All he knew was that this was a number he could burn for 24 hours a day, 365 days a year, and still not burn out even in his next life!

How the hell am I supposed to resign and get out of here?

If he burns all that money, he won't have to resign; he'll probably be dragged off to be shot, and the grass on his grave will be three meters high!

No!

Is this correct?! Is this reasonable?!

How come it's so different from what I expected!

"The governor... agreed?" Lin Yu's voice was hoarse.

"Agreed."

Li Dakang's answer sent chills down his spine.

"It's more than just agreement." Liang Wenyuan finally recovered. He looked at Lin Yu with an extremely strange expression. "Governor Zhao said that your proposal was insightful and to the point! It completely enlightened him!"

He said that in the past, our Nanjiang Province was too conservative in its thinking and had too narrow a vision, which caused us to miss many opportunities for development!

"Therefore, we must seize this opportunity and spare no expense to make this summit a calling card for Nanjiang Province to the world!"

Lin Yu: "..."

No! I didn't! Don't talk nonsense!

I just want an excuse to quit my job!

"High-level insight, my foot!"

Lin Yu was roaring inside, unable to make any expression on his face.

He suddenly realized something.

He raised his head and stared intently at the two people in front of him.

"The plan...didn't you say the reception plan was being developed?"

Li Dakang and Liang Wenyuan's expressions became somewhat awkward.

"Ahem," Li Dakang cleared his throat, "Well... the previous plan was too narrow-minded and has already been rejected by the governor."

No?

Seeing the two old foxes' evasive gazes, a thought instantly popped into Lin Yu's mind.

They... had no plan at all!

"Under development" is utter nonsense from beginning to end!

Those scoundrels!

They've been waiting from the very beginning!

Wait for this newly promoted, eager-to-show-off (eager to cause trouble) "greenhorn" to jump out!

I'll come up with a plan myself!

Then, they went along with it and took all the blame upon themselves!

OK OK.

Is this how you play it?!

Lin Yu felt like he was choking on blood, unable to swallow it.

He finally understood why that old man Zhao Dagong had agreed so readily.

He finally understood why those two scoundrels had rushed out in such a hurry, but returned looking like they'd lost their souls.

They were terrified too!

They never expected Zhao Dagong to go this far! He threw down 1.5 billion!

This is no longer just about dumping a mess on yourself.

This is like giving him a huge sum of money and then giving him a task he can't possibly complete! If he doesn't do it well, he'll be buried alive on the spot!

Lin Yu looked down at the appointment letter.

"The sole commander-in-chief of the Preparatory Committee for the 'Nanjiang-Middle East Future Cooperation Strategic Summit'!"

"Fully responsible for all matters!"

This is no appointment letter!

This is a damn death warrant!

We have money, more money than we can spend.

But what about the project?

What about planning?

Who will be invited to the summit? What will be discussed? What will be the areas of cooperation?

One question after another flooded into Lin Yu's mind, making it hard for him to breathe.

He finally regretted it.

He regretted his tactless remark about bringing up the "strategic summit."

He just wants to slap himself twice right now.

Ah ah ah ah ah ah!

Lin Yu closed his eyes and felt dizzy.

He had only one thought in his mind.

It’s over.

This time it's really over.

Now there's no escaping it; in fact, they've been burdened with even heavier responsibilities.

Just when Lin Yu was completely despondent and in utter despair...

Li Dakang walked over and patted him on the shoulder.

The force was neither too light nor too heavy.

But Lin Yu felt his whole body sink down.

"Deputy Director Lin," Li Dakang's form of address had changed, "don't feel pressured."

Lin Yu: "..."

I don't believe you for a second!

"The governor said that you are the commander-in-chief, and our city, as well as Mayor Liang of Jiangcheng, will fully cooperate with you on this matter."

"Just give me the list of the people you need."

"Just submit a report if you need any resources."

"We have only one request."

Li Dakang's expression turned serious.

"This summit must be a success! A resounding success!"

"We'll show that Abdullah, and the whole world, whether Nanjiang truly has the strength to back it up!"

Liang Wenyuan also came over and stood on the other side, with the two of them sandwiching him in the middle.

"Xiao Lin... no, Deputy Director Lin."

"Governor Zhao said that time is tight and the task is heavy."

"He wants you to produce a complete draft of the summit plan within three days."

"Including the summit theme, agenda, list of invited guests, and... at least three key cooperation projects that can be launched immediately."

boom!

Lin Yu felt a sudden darkness before his eyes and almost fainted.

three days?

A complete draft plan?

Three more key projects?

Do you fucking think I'm a god?! Or one with a government job?!

He looked at the two mayors in front of him, who all had "we have high hopes for you" expressions on their faces, and his lips trembled, unable to utter a single word.

Seeing his expression of near collapse, Li Dakang hesitated for a moment, but still finished speaking.

"By the way, Deputy Director Lin."

"Governor Zhao also gave one more instruction."

He said that the one billion US dollars sponsored by Prince Abdullah had already been deposited into the provincial account.

Li Dakang paused, a hint of sympathy in his voice.

"The governor asked you to also prepare a budget plan for this money."