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

the next day.

The auditorium of the Municipal Party Committee, second-floor conference room.

Lin Yu stood in the speaker's position.

Dozens of people sat in the audience.

They are all the top leaders of their respective units, bureau-level leaders!

Their gazes fell upon Lin Yu.

There was scrutiny, curiosity, disdain, and undisguised skepticism.

Lin Yu could even clearly feel that Director Wang, sitting in the corner, was so nervous that his palms were sweating.

Only Liang Wenyuan's eyes held a hint of appreciation and encouragement.

This is the general I selected myself!

Lin Yu took a deep breath.

He wasn't afraid; all he felt was anticipation for resigning, venturing into business, and riding the wave of reform and opening up.

One hour, just one hour, and the battle will be over!

Thinking about this, he even felt a little impatient.

He paused, then cleared his throat.

"cough."

A soft cough echoed throughout the conference room via the microphone.

Instantly.

Lin Yu drew everyone's attention to himself.

He showed no stage fright whatsoever; on the contrary, he took control of the entire event.

He picked up the documents on the table, but instead of looking at the draft, he simply tapped the paper lightly with his finger.

"Distinguished leaders, today I will report on the details of the incident involving some workers at Hongxing Steel Plant, as well as my personal handling of the situation and some preliminary thoughts."

His opening remarks were conventional, even somewhat dull.

Many people in the audience were already showing signs of impatience.

They were still too young.

In this setting, with this opening, it was destined to cause no stir.

Director Wang was so anxious that he kept pinching his thigh. This kid, wasn't he so confident yesterday? How come he messed up today?

Only Lao Liu had a sneer of schadenfreude on his lips.

Just wait and see how you get out of this mess.

Lin Yu took in everyone's reactions without feeling a ripple in his heart.

He recounted the events in detail, vividly describing the background of the factory disturbance, the workers' demands, his own response, and even the workers' expressions and conversations.

The story is engaging, and the logic is clear.

The leaders in the audience were gradually drawn in, sometimes nodding, sometimes frowning.

The atmosphere seems to be moving in a positive direction.

Director Wang breathed a slight sigh of relief.

However, Lin Yu knew that the real show was about to begin.

He then changed the subject.

"After resolving the workers' emotional issues, I made a bold, even 'reckless,' suggestion."

"I sent the workers to the streets, to the cinemas, to the train stations, to...every corner of the city, to set up stalls and sell their goods."

"Then……"

Lin Yu paused deliberately, his gaze sweeping across the entire room.

Everyone held their breath.

And then what happened?

"Then, the workers not only didn't ask for a single penny of compensation, but also earned money they never dared to dream of in just a few days using these little gadgets."

"A... large sum of money."

He emphasized the word "big money" very much.

The words fell.

The entire conference room fell silent for a second.

next second.

"boom!"

The crowd below instantly erupted in chaos.

"What?!"

"You made money? You made money using the factory's inventory?"

"How is this possible! This is speculation and profiteering! This is undermining socialism!"

"Nonsense! Absolutely nonsense!"

For this group of "top leaders" who have been immersed in the system for decades.

Lin Yu's words were nothing short of heretical.

This is blatantly challenging the principles they have upheld for decades and is an attack on some of their most fundamental beliefs!

More importantly, amidst their shock and anger, everyone turned their attention to Liang Wenyuan.

What does he mean?

What is he thinking?

Is it criticism?

Or... is it not supported?

wrong.

Just as everyone was filled with doubt and uncertainty.

A voice suddenly rang out.

A deputy director of the Finance Bureau suddenly stood up from his seat, his face flushed, and pointed at Lin Yu's nose, loudly rebuking him.

"You're biased! Your stance is flawed!"

"To operate a capitalist system in a socialist factory—this is a blatant betrayal of our socialist path! You are a traitor!"

"Get down! Get out of here!"

People of this era.

It is simple.

It is also sincere.

Their loyalty to their ideals is ingrained in their very bones.

Lin Yu's remarks touched a nerve with them.

"Yes! Get off!"

"Our municipal party committee meeting must not be contaminated by people with such improper thinking!"

When one person takes the lead, countless others will follow.

The crowd was immediately outraged.

The shouts of "Get out!" grew louder and louder.

Director Wang's face had turned completely pale.

It’s over.

It's all over.

This kid not only ruined himself, but he also dragged the whole office down with him.

He could almost foresee that tomorrow, no, this afternoon, his self-criticism report would be on the mayor's desk.

However, Lin Yu, who was at the center of the storm, stood on the main stage.

Not only did he show no embarrassment or panic, but he even had a faint smile on his lips.

There was expectation in those eyes.

It's excitement.

come on!

Let the storm rage on!

He seemed to have already seen it.

next second.

Liang Wenyuan would then slam his fist on the table and use his anger to force himself out of office.

As a bonus, there's also a "public reprimand, dismissal and investigation" notice.

Triple combo package!

Just thinking about it makes me a little excited!

perfect!

This was exactly the ending he had always dreamed of!

one second.

two seconds.

three seconds.

The roars from the audience grew louder and louder, almost lifting the roof off the conference room.

Lin Yu's smile grew wider and wider.

Come on! Hurry up! Mayor, where is your anger? Where is your decision?

next second.

The expected thunderous wrath did not materialize.

Two "thump, thump" sounds were heard.

Liang Wenyuan extended his finger and tapped the table lightly.

The sound wasn't loud.

The cacophony of angry shouts that filled the conference room abruptly ceased.

Everyone turned to look at Liang Wenyuan.

"..."

The smile on Lin Yu's face froze.

Wait a minute!

No!

This script is wrong!

This is completely different from what I imagined!

This shouldn't be happening!