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

Are you too timid?

Me? Me?

Are you timid?

He almost thought he was hallucinating.

Born in the new China, raised under the red flag.

Having witnessed the magnificent changes of the 21st century and experienced the explosive growth of the information age.

I wasn't afraid at all!

What did he write in his report?

$100,000 per person! A sensation on Wall Street!

Is that what you call being timid?

This is fucking ridiculous! They just cut off the gallbladder and gnawed on it like a pickled chicken foot!

Lin Yu's eye twitched violently.

He turned his head sharply and stared intently at the old fox beside him, whose face was full of wrinkles as he smiled.

Liang Wenyuan!

Old Deng! I'm warning you!

Keep laughing!

Believe it or not, I'll break your old bones right in front of Director Luo of the Provincial Party Committee and the Governor himself!

However, Lin Yu only dared to roar these words in his heart.

Liang Wenyuan seemed to feel his burning gaze.

A smile on his face.

Not only did it not subside, it actually got worse.

That look in his eyes clearly spoke volumes.

You little punk, trying to mess with me?

Lin Yu: "..."

He felt his blood pressure spike.

"Let's go, Comrade Xiao Lin. The Governor and Comrade Zhang Weimin are waiting."

Director Luo smiled and made a "please" gesture, breaking the awkward standoff.

He was completely unaware of the almost tangible sparks of electricity emanating between the old man and the young man before him.

He simply felt that Jiangcheng's leadership team was truly energetic.

The mayor cherishes young people, and young people respect their senior leaders.

How good.

Lin Yu followed Liang Wenyuan expressionlessly into the solemn and imposing provincial government compound.

Every step felt like walking on the steps leading to the guillotine.

With care? With seriousness?

That's impossible.

Never in this lifetime.

Nothing can stop him from chasing the trends of the times and his determination to earn his small goal of 100 million!

Old Deng, you just wait!

The entrance to the governor's office.

Director Luo stopped and gestured for Liang Wenyuan to proceed.

Then, he turned to Lin Yu and said gently, "Comrade Lin, please wait outside for a moment. The governor needs to talk to Mayor Liang first."

Program, process.

Not high enough level.

Lin Yu understood.

He was left outside.

The heavy wooden door to the office slowly closed in front of him, isolating him from everything inside.

It also cut off his last remaining glimmer of hope.

"Come, Comrade Xiaolin, have a seat."

Director Luo warmly led him to the guest sofa next door and even poured him a cup of hot tea himself.

Lin Yu sat on the soft sofa, watching the steam rising from the cup, but only felt a chill.

He recalled his final struggle in the car on the way there.

That wasn't impulsive, nor was it foolish.

That was his test of Liang Wenyuan.

But Liang Wenyuan, that old fox, shattered all his hopes with a casual "What do you think?"

You're cheating!

You can't afford to mess with a mayor like me!

You're treating me like a monkey, like a toy, just so you don't want to let me go, right?

it is good.

it is good!

it is good!

Lin Yu picked up the teacup and gently blew on it.

Since you are ruthless, don't blame me for being unjust.

You want to see a show, right?

Row!

Watch how I put on a big show for you in front of the governor!

I won't drag you, the recommender, into this mess.

My name, Lin Yu, should be written backwards!

Time passed, second by second.

Director Luo sat opposite him, chatting with him casually.

We talked about everything from the weather in Jiangcheng to the planning of the provincial capital.

His words were full of appreciation and expectation.

"Comrade Xiaolin, our office staff are absolutely blown away by your report!"

"High-quality development, supply-demand reform... we've never even heard of these concepts before! That's incredibly bold!"

Lin Yu twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a standard fake smile.

"Director Luo, you flatter me. It was just something I wrote casually."

Director Luo: "..."

He choked for a moment.

What's going on, young man?

Is this humility, or... being too arrogant?

Just as Director Luo was pondering how to respond.

The office door opened.

Liang Wenyuan came out from inside.

His face was expressionless, as calm as a deep pool of water.

He glanced at Lin Yu, his gaze carrying a profound meaning.

"Xiao Lin, the governor wants to see you."

coming.

finally come.

Lin Yu put down his teacup, stood up, and straightened his collar, which was completely wrinkle-free.

A look of sorrow and grief settled on his face.

In my heart, however, I was frantically encouraging myself.

play!

Give me a grand performance!

This is outrageous!

Either he dies today, or that old idiot Liang Wenyuan will go down with him!

He strode forward, head held high, and entered the office that symbolized the highest power in Nanjiang Province.

The office was spacious and quiet.

Behind the huge desk sat a middle-aged man with a lean face, wearing glasses, and exuding a refined air.

He didn't look up; he was still reviewing the documents.

This must be the provincial governor.

On the sofa to the side of the desk sat another person.

Zhang Jianmin.

Zhang Jianmin, who was conducting research in Jiangcheng, was dragged into Liang Wenyuan's scheme to "deceive" him.

At that moment, Zhang Jianmin was looking at him, his eyes filled with a complex and tangled mess.

There was shock, curiosity, admiration, and even a hint of... sympathy?

Lin Yu's heart skipped a beat.

pity?

Why should I pity you?

Do you pity me because I'm about to be roasted on the fire?

"Governor, Comrade Zhang Jianmin, and Comrade Lin Yu from our Municipal Party Committee Office have arrived."

Liang Wenyuan's voice broke the silence.

The provincial governor, who was behind his desk, slowly raised his head.

His gaze, calm and profound, fell upon Lin Yu.

There was neither praise nor criticism.

It's like watching an ordinary subordinate coming to report on their work.

Lin Yu's heart was in his throat.

come on!

Ask away!

They asked me why I wrote "Resounding Throughout Wall Street"!

They asked me what exactly I was going to do with that "Natural Resources Investment and Development Corporation"!

They asked me why I dared to dismiss officials who failed to meet their targets on the spot!

He is ready.

He wanted to tell the governor with the most sincere eyes and the most outrageous answer.

Yes, I am a madman!

I'm just here to mess around!

The Liang Wenyuan who recommended me is also a madman!

however.

The governor did not ask any questions about the report.

He simply stared at Lin Yu quietly for a good ten seconds.

Then, he picked up one document from the table and placed it side by side with another document.

One document is a beautifully bound "Strategic Vision for Achieving Leapfrog Development and Building a World-Class Metropolis in the Jiangcheng Model in the Next Five Years".

The other document consisted of several thin sheets of paper covered with writing.

Lin Yu's pupils suddenly contracted.

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