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

That night.

A Coaster minibus quietly drove out of the provincial government compound.

Inside the car sat several middle-aged men with serious expressions. They were special envoys dispatched by the provincial government, a secret investigation team.

The economic situation in the province has been less than optimistic recently.

The growing pains of reform were more intense than anticipated. The reports submitted by various cities and counties below were increasingly dire: unemployment, production stoppages, workers taking to the streets, and depleted finances.

Only Jiangcheng.

This long-standing industrial city, instead of receiving any bad news, has actually received some bizarre information from some comrades through private channels.

What? "The boss and his sister-in-law ran away."

What? Earning millions in a single day.

Even Liang Wenyuan, the mayor of Jiangcheng, seemed to have lost his mind, showing unconditional favoritism and pampering towards a young man in his early twenties.

This is not normal.

Extremely abnormal.

The higher-ups were concerned, and the provincial government decided to send someone to take a look.

Let's see what Jiangcheng is up to.

...

the next day.

early morning.

The Coaster slowly drove into the urban area of ​​Jiangcheng City.

The man in the lead was named Zhang Jianmin, and he was the leader of this inspection team.

He looked out the window at the slightly old but clean and tidy street, his brows furrowing slightly.

This place seems somewhat different from the "fierce and scorching" place he had imagined.

"Old Zhou, find a place to have breakfast," Zhang Jianmin said to the driver.

"Yes, team leader."

The car stopped in front of an open-air breakfast stall on the side of the street.

The stall is small, with just a few small tables, but business is booming.

The aroma of fried dough sticks and the rich flavor of soy milk mingled with people's laughter, creating a lively and down-to-earth atmosphere.

Zhang Jianmin and his group got out of the car, found a corner to sit down, and ordered fried dough sticks and soy milk.

The stall owner had set up a 14-inch black and white television in the corner, which was crackling loudly.

The morning news from Jiangcheng TV is playing.

Just then, the program switched.

A familiar opening theme song begins to play – Focus Tracking.

Immediately afterwards, an excessively young face appeared on the screen.

The members of the inspection team, who were having their meal, paused.

coming!

it's him!

Lin Yu!

Through the program, they saw a completely "alternative" person.

A young man who is late for work, leaves early, slacks off while drinking tea, and even does radio calisthenics in the office.

A "stubborn coward" who, when questioned by reporters, not only doesn't defend himself but also grins and actively seeks exposure and criticism.

What kind of cadre is this?!

Zhang Jianmin's face darkened.

absurd!

This is absolutely absurd!

Is this the kind of person Liang Wenyuan is after?

Has he gone mad?!

The members of the inspection team exchanged glances, all seeing the same answer in each other's eyes: the problem is huge!

Then, they involuntarily looked around.

They wanted to see the reactions they anticipated from the faces of the citizens around them who were eating.

Dissatisfaction, disgust, ridicule, or even indignation.

Yes, that's how it should be!

however.

No.

None at all.

The workers drinking soy milk and the citizens chewing on fried dough sticks showed not a trace of anger.

They even showed approval on their faces.

Yes, I agree! And I feel a sense of pride in doing so!

"Oh! It's Director Lin!"

"Haha, he's on TV! Look at him, he looks like he just woke up!"

"That reporter is clueless. Our Director Lin has great wisdom; he's wise in a seemingly foolish way!"

This, this, this isn't right!

In a short time.

Zhang Jianmin and his team members were in a daze.

I was a little confused and couldn't quite grasp it.

Is this guy fucking insane?

Have the people of Jiangcheng been collectively possessed by evil spirits?!

Faced with such a spoiled and dissolute young man, how could they react like this?

However, as the TV program continued to air and the discussions among those around them became increasingly heated.

This gave the inspection team a general idea of ​​what was going on.

on the screen.

When the old factory director, Lin Huaijun, said with a sob in his voice that more than 5,000 workers at Huaijun Food Factory had not received their wages for half a year.

When the female reporter questioned Lin Yu, "On what grounds?"

The entire breakfast stall fell silent.

All eyes were on the small black-and-white television.

then.

They saw it.

Upon seeing the seemingly lazy and carefree young man, he suddenly stood up.

I heard that thunderous shout.

"Who says there's no way!"

"Turn your factory into a giant ship!"

"Then, take your families, your coworkers, those you don't want to abandon, those you can't bear to leave behind!"

"Pull them all onto the ship!"

"Let's ride the waves together!"

boom--!

When these words were shouted out from the television.

The entire breakfast stall erupted in thunderous cheers!

"good!"

"Well said!" A worker covered in oil smudges slapped his thigh excitedly, his eyes reddening.

Zhang Jianmin and the others were completely petrified.

They listened to the discussions around them.

"My neighbor works at a textile factory. He was planning to go south to work, but Factory Manager Li and the others pulled him back! Now they're doing this franchise thing, and last month's bonus was more than my salary for half a year!"

"Who says otherwise! Our steel pipe factory is the same! Who respected us before? Now? Factories in Luoyang and Nanyang are lining up to hang our 'Red Star' sign!"

"This is all thanks to Director Lin! He's truly a living saint to us workers!"

The inspection team members listened in a daze.

When the higher authorities decide to implement reforms, allowing the invisible hand of the market to eliminate outdated and outdated factories.

When the entire nation is forced to endure intense growing pains in order to lighten its load.

While countless working-class families in other cities are shedding tears that belong to this era.

Jiangcheng.

This young man is named Lin Yu.

Surprisingly, they went against the current!

He revitalized factories that should have been swept into the dustbin of history!

It has enabled those workers who should have been laid off to earn wages they never dared to dream of before!

He even arrogantly shouted the slogan, "Pull everyone onto the boat!"

How could he?

How dare he?

he...

Zhang Jianmin felt that even breathing had become difficult.

He came this time with the authority of the provincial government to rectify official corruption and correct the course that Jiangcheng had taken.

But what is it that he sees now?

He is a "heretic" who is creating miracles!

He is a madman who is slapping the faces of those who follow the "correct path" with facts!

Just as Zhang Jianmin was deeply shaken and his worldview was on the verge of collapse.

The worker at the next table, covered in grease, seemed to notice their odd expressions and looked completely bewildered.

He grinned, revealing a set of teeth stained yellow from smoking.

He pointed to the young man on TV who had finished speaking and slumped back into his chair.

With a sense of pride, he said to them:

"Are you stunned? You're from out of town, aren't you?"

"Let me tell you, that's our Jiangcheng's God of Wealth!"