Special forces soldier demobilization: Starting from the county government compound, a meteoric rise

Ningzhou High-tech Industrial Development Zone, Management Committee Building.

This is a building that exudes modernity and financial power. The entire building is covered by a light blue LOW-E glass curtain wall, which shines brightly in the sunlight. The huge "NTDZ" logo (abbreviation of Ningzhou High-tech Zone) on the roof highlights its prestigious status as the economic heart of the city.

In the plaza in front of the building, the fountain dances to the music, and the huge electronic screen plays promotional videos of major companies in the park. The air seems to be filled with the scent of money and technology.

It is magnificent.

The Audi A6 slowly came to a stop in front of the main building.

Liu Ming got out of the car, looked up at the building that was even taller and more imposing than the municipal party committee building, and his eyes were deep.

This is Ningzhou's "money bag".

This area is home to 80% of the city's high-tech enterprises and contributes more than half of the city's GDP. Here, an inconspicuous small company may be backed by a financial behemoth with assets worth hundreds of billions; here, even a casual land transfer contract may involve astronomical sums.

This is a place where wealth gathers and opportunities are promised.

But at the same time, this place is also... a breeding ground for corruption.

Where there is money, there is profit. Where there is profit, there is conflict.

Before arriving, Liu Ming had already used the "Ghost Hand" intelligence network to get a general idea of ​​the depths of the High-tech Zone.

On the surface, the area appears prosperous and thriving, but beneath the surface, undercurrents surge and filth lurk.

Land approval, project bidding, financial subsidies... every step is rife with unseen transfers of benefits and power-money transactions. Various cronies and relatives of the emperor have set up camp here, turning this land, which should be full of innovation and vitality, into their "private plot" for rampant wealth accumulation.

The biggest owner of this "private plot" is the top leader of the High-tech Zone—the Party Working Committee Secretary and Management Committee Director, **Wang Dawei**.

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"Director Liu, you've arrived! Oh, we've been waiting for you!"

As soon as Liu Ming entered the lobby on the first floor, a middle-aged man with a big smile, a slightly chubby figure, and a rather kind appearance quickly came to greet her.

He wore a crisply pressed jacket, his hair was neatly combed, and he wore a textbook-perfect official smile that was so warm it felt almost unreal.

He is Wang Dawei.

"Secretary Wang, you're too kind. I should be the one visiting you." Liu Ming extended her hand and shook his, a polite smile on her face.

The two hands are clasped together.

The two smiling tigers clashed for the first time.

"Not at all! Director Liu is a 'lucky general' personally selected and sent by the municipal party committee leaders! Your arrival is like adding wings to a tiger for our High-tech Zone!"

While offering compliments, Wang Dawei subtly sized up the young man in front of him.

very young.

Unbelievably young.

His eyes were calm, as calm as a deep pool of water, its depths unfathomable.

But that occasional flash of sharpness made Wang Dawei, a seasoned veteran of half his life in officialdom, feel a sudden unease.

He knew that the young man in front of him was not as harmless as he appeared.

What kind of kind person could someone be to cripple even a local tyrant like the Ouyang family?

"Come on, Director Liu, let me show you your office."

Wang Dawei warmly put his arm around Liu Ming's shoulder and led him to the elevator. Along the way, all the staff members they encountered stopped and respectfully greeted him, "Hello, Secretary Wang," their eyes filled with heartfelt reverence.

This is Wang Dawei's "independent kingdom".

Liu Ming's office was located on the top floor, offering a superb view, and was even larger than Wang Dawei's own office. It featured a mahogany desk, leather sofas, a separate lounge, and a bathroom—a truly luxurious setup.

"How's it going, Director Liu? Are you satisfied?" Wang Dawei asked with a smile. "You're the 'God of Wealth' of our High-tech Zone, in charge of attracting investment, so you have to put on a good show!"

"This is too much of a expense, Secretary Wang." Liu Ming looked around, her face expressionless.

"It's no trouble at all, it's nothing!"

Wang Dawei waved his hand, then changed the subject casually, saying, "By the way, Director Liu, you're new here and not very familiar with the situation in our district yet. Look, I've made a preliminary arrangement for your specific responsibilities. Do you think it's suitable?"

coming.

Liu Ming sneered inwardly.

This is the real "main course" for today.

The responsibilities you are in directly determine your status and influence within this power structure.

As appointed by the municipal party committee, Liu Ming is in charge of three main areas: "investment promotion", "administrative approval" and "comprehensive management of the industrial park".

These three are all truly tough nuts to crack and highly sought-after prizes.

Investment attraction and administrative approvals are the money bag and the core of power.

Comprehensive management of the park, on the other hand, is a powerful tool, used to offend people and establish authority.

Liu Ming knew very well that Wang Dawei, who had already treated the High-tech Zone as his own "little acre of land," would never easily hand over such important power to an "outsider."

"Secretary Wang, you are the class leader, so you can make the arrangements. I will resolutely obey the organization's decision," Liu Ming said neither humbly nor arrogantly, passing the buck back to the organization.

"Hey, you can't say that. We believe in democracy within our team."

Wang Dawei chuckled, took a document from his secretary, and handed it to Liu Ming.

"Look, the business of investment promotion and approval is too complicated and involves many departments. You've just arrived and you're taking over all of this right away. I'm worried that it will put too much pressure on you and you won't be able to get the job done. So, I'm thinking of letting Lao Zhang, who was originally in charge, continue to be in charge for now, and you can be his deputy, learn from him, and get familiar with the situation."

"As for that 'comprehensive management,' it's even more troublesome. There are many companies in the industrial park, and many people with connections. If you investigate this one today, that other person's uncle will call the city to complain tomorrow. This job offends people and is thankless. You are young, and this is the time when you need to build connections. It's not suitable for you to do this kind of dirty and tiring work."

Wang Dawei's words were "sincere and heartfelt" and "thoughtful," showing that he was "thinking of" Liu Ming in every way.

But in reality, he simply stripped him of the three most valuable powers in his appointment!

"Then... according to Secretary Wang's instructions, which area will I be specifically responsible for?" Liu Ming asked, looking at him with a half-smile.

"Ahem." Wang Dawei coughed twice, finally revealing his true intentions.

He pointed to the last two lines of text on the document, a sly smile spreading across his face.

"Look, our management committee's logistical support has always been a weak point. The food in the canteen is not good, and there aren't many cultural and sports activities for the employees. Also, the labor union needs a young leader with energy and ideas to take the lead."

"So, I took it upon myself to assign the **logistics** and **labor union** departments to you."

"Director Liu, don't underestimate these two areas of work. They're the 'home base' of our management committee, the 'family home' of our staff! Ensuring a stable home base is a great achievement!"

logistics.

union.

In any government agency, this is the most marginal, powerless department, specifically used for "retirement" and "exile".

Wang Dawei's move was undeniably ruthless.

On the surface, we've given you the best office and the highest level of hospitality.

Secretly, they stripped you of all your power, leaving you as a figurehead who could only control whether the cafeteria bought cabbage or the union issued movie tickets... a mere figurehead.

He intended to use this method of "praising to death" to trap Liu Ming, this fierce tiger, alive in this magnificent cage.

He looked at Liu Ming, waiting to see his expression, whether angry or surprised.

However, Liu Ming's reaction disappointed him once again.

Looking at the division of labor document, Liu Ming was not angry at all; instead, she... smiled.

He nodded and said with a "sincere" expression:

"Secretary Wang has thought of everything very thoroughly."

"I'm new here, so I definitely need time to learn. The work in logistics and the union is great; it's down-to-earth and allows us to connect with the people."

"It's settled then."

"I have no objection."