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

What do you think?

In short, it's all very superficial.

But it was like an invisible hammer that slammed hard onto Lin Yu's skull.

Om-!

The string of reason in his mind snapped.

It's completely collapsed.

A temporary posting to the Han River?

Full responsibility?

You fucking... this is exile to the frontier!

I am the secretary to the mayor of Jiangcheng, a rising star in the municipal party committee office (forced to take the position), and you want me to go work in the neighboring city?

What is this? Cross-city commuting? Talent support?

It's still the damn poverty alleviation program in the countryside!

Furthermore, why is it that a provincial-level leading group has its office located in a prefecture-level city, rather than in the provincial government?

Are you guys sick?! Are you all crazy?!

This is against the rules! This is unreasonable!

Lin Yu's chest heaved violently, and a mouthful of blood choked in his throat, almost causing him to spit it out on the spot.

He instinctively reached out to refuse.

however.

After saying that, Zhang Jianmin casually glanced at Liang Wenyuan and Li Dakang.

That glance was full of meaning.

Apart from Lin Yu, who was blinded by anger and despair, who among those present wasn't a cunning old fox who had cultivated for thousands of years?

In the blink of an eye.

The rage on Liang Wenyuan's face froze.

The ecstasy on Li Dakang's face also subsided.

The two of them immediately understood.

Zhang Jianmin represents the provincial governor!

Placing Lin Yu in such a high position as a core advisor is definitely not just because he's interesting or admired.

The governor really wants him to do things!

What are you doing?

Solve Jiangcheng's problems? No, Jiangcheng has already taken off.

It's about solving the problems of the Han River! It's about solving the problems of the entire Nanjiang Province, and those brother cities that, like the Han River, are struggling in the pain of reform!

What the governor wants is not a "Jiangcheng model".

What he wants is a "Nanjiang Model" that can be replicated, promoted, and included in his performance report!

This game is far too big!

Once it's done, everyone will be happy.

Liang Wenyuan, you not only preserved talent but also shared your experience; this is a great achievement.

Li Dakang, you saved the Han River and revitalized the economy; this is a journey from hell to heaven.

Zhang Jianmin, as the governor's right-hand man, naturally deserves much credit as well.

As for Lin Yu.....

He is the sword that cuts through thorns and brambles! He is the chess piece that turns stone into gold!

If it fails...

No, there is no possibility of failure.

The word "failure" simply doesn't exist in the dictionary of these big shots!

Liang Wenyuan's face turned from red to white, and then from white to green.

He got it.

The exquisite cabbage he painstakingly grew, which he hadn't even had a chance to enjoy before it was no longer entirely his.

The governor has taken a liking to it.

If he continues to cling to this view, it shows a lack of perspective, selfishness, and a disconnect from the provincial party committee's direction!

The consequences...

He dared not think.

A huge sense of loss and helplessness welled up inside me.

He felt he was no longer the Buddha, but just a local earth god guarding the peach orchard for the Jade Emperor.

The big boss has taken a liking to the monkeys in the park and wants to take them away to wreak havoc in the Heavenly Palace.

He couldn't stop him.

I... dare not stop them.

On the other side, Li Dakang's heart was pounding wildly.

He could barely control the corners of his mouth from turning up.

ecstasy!

Overwhelming joy!

He originally only wanted to poach someone from the organization and steal a "living Buddha" to save his life.

The results of it?

The governor moved the golden statue of the Bodhisattva, along with the entire temple, directly to the Han River!

This isn't just poaching talent; it's like airdropping a reinforced company of construction workers!

In just a few seconds of eye contact, the three cunning old foxes had already completed a silent division of interests and a transfer of power.

Only Lin Yu.

Like a fool, he was still preparing for a final struggle.

"Director Zhang!"

He turned sharply to Zhang Jianmin, his voice trembling with excitement.

"I don't..."

"Comrade Kobayashi!"

A sorrowful yet resolute voice interrupted him.

It is Liang Wenyuan.

Lin Yu turned around abruptly and looked at that familiar old face.

He hoped, his last hope, that Liang Wenyuan, the old man who had been playing him for a fool, would have a change of heart at the last moment and save him.

however.

All he saw was the incredibly complex expression on Liang Wenyuan's face.

There was reluctance, heartache, helplessness, and a bittersweet feeling of "a grown son is no longer under his father's control."

"Comrade Lin." Liang Wenyuan stepped forward and patted Lin Yu's shoulder heavily, so hard that Lin Yu almost stumbled.

"You must obey the organization's arrangements and consider the overall situation."

boom!

Lin Yu's entire world collapsed.

He stared blankly at Liang Wenyuan.

Obey the instructions?

Consider the bigger picture?

I'll take care of your grandma's legs!

It was you! You old bastard! You took me all the way from Jiangcheng to the provincial capital, and then pushed me into a pit of fire!

Now, you fucking want to pour a bucket of oil all over me and then blow the blower at me?

To kill someone, you must also destroy their spirit?!

Aren't you the Buddha? Your monkey is about to be captured by another monster! Why don't you intervene?

Lin Yu's eyes changed from a last glimmer of hope to an icy chill.

I've misplaced my trust.

In the end, it was all for naught.

"Mayor Liang is right!"

Li Dakang rushed forward in a flash, fearing that things might get complicated, and grabbed Lin Yu's hand with the same enthusiasm as if he were grabbing a long-lost son.

"Advisor Lin! Don't worry! Once you're at Hanjiang, you're one of us!"

"We'll provide you with the highest level of treatment, both at work and in life! We'll provide a car, an apartment, and a dedicated team!"

"You point, we'll go! No hesitation!"

Lin Yu was numbly shaken by him, feeling like a commodity with a price tag.

It was a case of being forced into a sale.

"good!"

Zhang Jianmin made the final decision, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

"Then it's settled."

He glanced at his watch.

"It's getting late, and the matter is urgent. I think... Comrade Lin Yu, you don't need to go back to Jiangcheng."

"Let's go straight to Comrade Dakang's car and head to the Han River to take up our new post!"

"The official document from the Provincial Party Committee's Organization Department will be sent to the two cities tomorrow."

Holy crap!

Lin Yu's vision went black, his legs went weak, and he almost knelt down.

Not going back to Jiangcheng?

Go straight to the Han River?

Come today, leave today?

This is fucking exile! It's banishment! It's military service!

"Boss! That's great! Our Han River is saved!"

Secretary Liu, who had been kneeling on the ground as a background figure, suddenly jumped up after receiving a look from Li Dakang.

He wiped the snot and tears from his face and rushed over, one on each side, to "support" the swaying Lin Yu together with Li Dakang.

The manner in which they were helping each other was more like kidnapping than helping each other.

Lin Yu was trapped between two large men, unable to move, like a lamb to the slaughter.

In despair, he looked at Liang Wenyuan one last time.

The old fox was turning his back and gently wiping the corner of his eye with a handkerchief.

His shoulders were still twitching slightly.

That figure was desolate and forlorn.

It was like an old father seeing off his son who was about to embark on a long journey.

play!

Keep acting, you fucking bastard!

The Oscars owe you a golden statuette!

Lin Yu's heart was completely dead.

...

The farce is over.

The crowd gradually dispersed.

Zhang Jianmin and Li Dakang shook hands warmly, discussing the handover of subsequent work, their faces beaming with anticipation for a bright future.

Liang Wenyuan boarded the Coaster shuttle bus alone in silence.

And Lin Yu.

Li Dakang and Xiao Liu then "escorted" them, one on each side, towards the Audi with the Hanjiang license plate.

"Consultant Lin, please!"

Xiao Liu eagerly opened the car door for him, her fawning smile a stark contrast to his earlier mournful expression.

Lin Yu was expressionless as he was "shoved" into the back seat.

Li Dakang followed closely behind and sat down on his other side.

The car door slammed shut.

The car slowly started moving.

Lin Yu turned his head and looked out the car window.

The Coaster bus belonging to the Jiangcheng Municipal Government also started up at that moment.

Two cars, one turning left and the other right, drove off in completely opposite directions at the entrance of the provincial government compound.

Lin Yu watched the Coaster getting further and further away, and looked at the blurry back of Liang Wenyuan's head in the car window.

His great ambition.

His little Mercedes.

His mature women, office ladies, and little girls.

His dream of going south to pan for gold was shattered before it even began.

They were all on that car, getting further and further away from him.

He himself was sitting in a car heading north.

Go to a strange place, do a job he doesn't want to do, and fulfill the dreams of a group of people he doesn't want to associate with.

Lin Yu slowly, very slowly, closed his eyes.

A cold drop of liquid slid down from the corner of her eye.

No.

Those weren't tears.

That was the sound of a heart breaking.