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

Lin Yu forgot when the other party hung up the phone.

His hand was still holding the microphone, but he seemed to have lost his soul.

General Office of the Provincial Party Committee?

Director Luo?

Go to the provincial capital and give a special report to the provincial party secretary?

I...C.

He really wanted to yell at that red telephone, at Director Luo on the other end.

Brother!

Me! Me!

I'm just a lazy bum who wants to slack off, clocks in at work every day and just looks forward to getting off work, and all I want to do is quit my job and go into business!

You want me to give a report to the provincial party secretary?

You must be joking with me!

What made him feel most powerless was...

Liang Wenyuan!

That old fox!

A mayor of his stature, trying to outsmart a nobody like him, and he even went so far as to try to outsmart him at the provincial level!

They act one way in public and another way in private.

Okay, okay, okay, so this is how you become mayor, right?

Who can he complain to now?

Where is justice? Where is the law?

Lin Yu slowly, very slowly, slumped back into his chair.

It’s over.

This is really the end.

He recalled the lofty ambition he had when he was first reborn, a ambition that felt like "the sky is high enough for birds to fly and the sea is wide enough for fish to leap."

I remembered his small goal of 100 million.

It reminded me of a large villa and a small Mercedes-Benz.

It reminds me of the pinnacle of life: a mature woman on the left, an intellectual office lady secretary on the right, and a little girl lying in the middle.

Gone.

Everything's gone.

Now, let alone going into business, that old fox Liang Wenyuan has probably welded shut every river leading to the sea.

What should I do?

What to do!

Ah ah ah ah ah!

Lin Yu dug his hands into his hair and frantically pulled at it.

He wanted to cry.

Really.

In all my years, across two lifetimes combined, I've never felt so wronged.

What's the difference between this and being roasted over a fire?

...

noon.

The municipal party committee's small canteen.

Lin Yu held the tray, looking like a walking corpse.

He didn't know what kind of food was served.

He didn't know what he was chewing.

Tasteless and bland.

The whole world was gray.

What others see as an incredible opportunity that even praying to gods and Buddhas wouldn't grant, a ladder to instant success.

For him, it's a fucking huge problem.

Just as he was lost in thought, contemplating whether he should feign illness, like acute appendicitis, to escape this predicament.

A fragrant breeze wafted by.

"Secretary Kobayashi."

Lin Yu raised his head blankly.

It's Yao Tao, the little girl who cried her eyes out yesterday.

At that moment, she was carrying a tray, with several young colleagues from the same Comprehensive Section 1 beside her.

The anxiety and helplessness of yesterday were no longer visible on their faces.

Instead.

It is a kind of worship.

Yes, it's worship.

Those pairs of eyes, bright and sparkling like they had light bulbs, were staring straight at him.

It was as if he wasn't a person.

He is a shining, living Buddha.

Lin Yu felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart once again.

Yao Tao and her colleagues, as if granted some kind of permission, carefully sat down in the seats opposite him.

Countless eyes in the entire cafeteria instantly focused on this.

"Secretary Kobayashi..."

A male colleague wearing glasses spoke first, his voice trembling with excitement.

"We're convinced! We're truly convinced!"

Lin Yu: "..."

You give up?

What did you wear?

Do you believe me for exaggerating my abilities and successfully sending myself to the guillotine?

"Yesterday, after we got back, we had a meeting that lasted all night."

Yao Tao took over the conversation, her cheeks flushed slightly with excitement.

"We broke down and analyzed those words you mentioned yesterday, bit by bit."

"High-quality development!"

"Structural reform of supply and demand!"

"It's everyone's responsibility to protect the environment and avoid leaving problems for future generations!"

With each word she uttered, her eyes lit up a little more.

The colleagues around him nodded frantically, like chickens pecking at rice.

"At first, we didn't understand either."

The bespectacled man pushed up his glasses, his tone filled with awe.

"And then we understood!"

"Secretary Kobayashi, you're hardly setting the tone!"

"You've pointed out a completely new path for the entire city of Jiangcheng—no, for all cities like Jiangcheng that are feeling lost amidst the pains of reform!"

"Everyone is only focused on GDP, only thinking about shutting down, merging, or restructuring businesses to solve the immediate problems!"

"Only you! You saw the essence of the problem! You saw the future!"

"This is no longer just a simple speech draft! It's a systematic template with a complete logical loop, which can be used as a model and directly applied to the development planning of any city!"

His words were passionate and resounding.

The way Yao Tao and her colleagues looked at Lin Yu had gone from admiration to fanaticism.

If it weren't for the confidentiality regulations and organizational discipline...

They couldn't wait to rush onto the stage right now, grab a megaphone, and announce to the world how awesome this man was!

Lin Yu listened.

The chopsticks in my hand fell onto the plate with a "clatter".

He got it.

He understood completely.

He was completely wrong.

He thought these people were laymen and idiots, which is why they were fooled by his nonsense.

Do not!

Quite the contrary!

Because they are professionals! They are experts! They are the top pen holders in the entire Jiangcheng City!

Only then could they decipher what they considered to be "profound meanings" from his cobbled-together vocabulary, which even he himself barely understood!

This is fucking....

Where can I go to seek justice?!

Looking at these fanatical faces in front of me, faces that seemed to scream "believers."

Lin Yu could no longer hold back.

A surge of evil fire rose from the depths of his heart straight to the top of his head.

"You give up?"

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes bloodshot.

"What's the point of you submitting!"

"The mayor's afternoon meetings have all been cancelled!"

"I fucking...I'm going to accompany the mayor to the provincial capital!"

"Prepare a special report!"

He practically yelled it out.

His voice was filled with grief, indignation, and despair.

however.

This outburst, however, took on a different meaning when it reached the ears of Yao Tao and the others.

Go to the provincial capital?

To give a special report?

Combined with Lin Yu's "heartbreaking and indignant" expression at this moment.

A terrible thought instantly formed in their minds.

Finished!

problem occurs!

Secretary Kobayashi's idea is too advanced and too bold!

This means I'll be summoned to the provincial capital and subjected to criticism and struggle sessions!

For an instant.

The fervor on Yao Tao and her colleagues' faces vanished completely.

Instead, there was deathly paleness and terror.

The cadres around them, who had been craning their necks and straining their ears to listen to the gossip, all changed their expressions in unison.

The entire cafeteria was completely silent.

"Wh-what...?"

Yao Tao's voice trembled violently, and it was choked with sobs.

"Is it... is it something you did that caused the province to have objections? Or...?"