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Nangong Yao's 500 million yuan was like a timely rain, instantly relieving the urgent needs of the Tiezhou City project.

But Liu Ming knew that this was only a temporary measure.

Private funds are ultimately private funds; they can be used for emergencies, but they cannot support the grand blueprint of the entire "Jiangnan New Deal".

To get the project on track, we must clear the blocked "main artery" of the provincial finance department.

What blocked this artery were several "spies" planted by Luo Binwang within the Provincial Department of Finance and the Development and Reform Commission.

These "sleeper agents" were all seasoned veterans of the bureaucracy, well-versed in the art of delaying tactics and the art of political maneuvering. On the surface, they were all very polite to Liu Ming, addressing him as "Director Liu," but in reality, they set up countless traps in the approval process.

"Director Liu, the data in your environmental assessment report is new, but the expert who signed it seems to have some qualification issues. We need to find someone else to sign it."

"Oh, Director Liu, what a pity. Director Wang, who is in charge of land approval, was hospitalized this morning with a sudden case of appendicitis. He probably won't be back for another two weeks."

"Deputy Director Liu, the format of your document is incorrect. According to regulations, the title should be in size 2 Fangzheng Xiaobiao Song font, but you're using Fangsong. This won't do; send it back for a rewrite."

……

All sorts of trivial reasons, yet they are irrefutable, keep popping up one after another.

They're like a swarm of buzzing flies; they won't kill you, but they can be incredibly disgusting.

"Director! These bastards have gone too far!"

In the temporary office of the pilot working group, several young cadres who had come from Ningzhou were so angry that they slammed their fists on the table.

"This is clearly a conspiracy to mess with us! They never intended for this project to pass!"

Chen Momo's eyes were also red, holding an application report that had been rejected seven or eight times. Her voice was trembling with tears: "Director, what should we do? If this drags on any longer, let alone three months, even three years, this project will never be implemented."

Looking at the group of young people in front of her, who were on the verge of collapse from the torment of "bureaucracy," Liu Ming showed no anger on her face.

He simply stared silently at the extremely detailed "Luo Binwang Factional Relationship Network" drawn by a ghost on the wall, a cold smile curving his lips.

Force your way in?

Should we reason with each of these people and present the facts one by one?

That's something only a newbie would do.

The best way to deal with a pack of hungry wolves is not to compete with them to see who has the sharpest teeth.

Instead, they threw away a piece of meat that wasn't enough to go around among them.

Let them bite it themselves first.

"Alright, stop arguing."

Liu Ming stood up and put away all the returned documents.

"Since they feel our proposal is 'imperfect'."

"Then let's help them make it a little 'perfect'."

……

The next morning.

A revised version of the "Supplementary Plan for the Pilot Project of Heavy Industry Transformation and Upgrading in Tiezhou City" has been sent to the relevant departments of the Provincial Development and Reform Commission and the Provincial Department of Finance.

And when those "old hands" who were waiting to see Liu Ming make a fool of herself opened this "new plan".

Everyone's eyes lit up instantly!

It's as bright as a 100-watt light bulb!

Because they saw that in this new plan, Liu Ming actually "followed the advice" and adopted all their "suggestions"!

Not only that!

He also "thoughtfully" broke down the original packaged project, worth a total of 500 million yuan, into more than a dozen independent smaller projects!

Yes, there is a procurement project for "blast furnace dust removal equipment" worth 80 million.

Yes, there is a "wastewater recycling system" project worth 50 million.

There's also the "Employee Skills Retraining" project, worth 30 million.

……

Every project is highly lucrative.

Each project is like a piece of fatty meat, cut up and emitting an enticing aroma!

What does this mean?

Everyone's hearts began to stir.

They had assumed that Liu Ming was a stubborn person who wouldn't listen to reason.

Unexpectedly, after hitting a wall, they learned their lesson?

Do you know that you can't eat this cake by yourself alone?

Is this a gesture of goodwill towards them?

Is this sending them the signal that "we can all make money together"?

……

Office of the Director of the Enterprise Division, Provincial Department of Finance.

A middle-aged man with a receding hairline was holding the phone, speaking excitedly in a low voice:

"Hey? Is this Director Zhang? It's me, Old Li!"

"Have you looked at the new plan that Liu Ming from the National Development and Reform Commission sent over?"

"Yes, yes, that's it! He broke the project up!"

"Let me tell you, I have connections with that 80 million yuan 'dust removal equipment'! My brother-in-law is in the business! I guarantee I can get it at the most 'affordable' price!"

"On your end, just loosen the reins a little on the approval process..."

On the other end of the phone came an equally excited voice.

"Old Li, you're being too polite! What's with all this talk about 'releasing water'? It's a project that benefits the country and its people!"

"However... I have a friend who's very interested in that 50 million 'wastewater recycling' project..."

……

In a short time.

The entire provincial Development and Reform Commission and Finance Department, including the previously monolithic "Luo Binwang faction," began to see undercurrents of activity as they vied for control of these unexpected "pieces of fat."

Various banquets and drinking parties are emerging one after another.

All sorts of phone calls and notes were flying around.

Everyone wants to cut the biggest slice of this 500 million yuan pie for themselves and the people behind them!

Liu Ming, on the other hand, acted as if nothing had happened.

I spend my days in the office, drinking tea and reading the newspaper.

He always greeted those who came to "test" or "win him over" with a smile.

He neither nodded nor shook his head.

Just one word.

--drag.

The conflict dragged on until the pack of wolves, who had been starving for half a month, went completely berserk over the unequal distribution of the spoils!

……

A week later.

Provincial Development and Reform Commission, Conference Room 1.

A review meeting on the final plan for the Tiezhou City project is underway.

The meeting room was filled with such a tense atmosphere that it felt like it was about to explode!

"I object!"

Old Li from the Finance Department slammed his fist on the table, pointed at Old Zhang from the Development and Reform Commission, and started cursing!

"Why should that 80 million equipment purchase be allocated to your people? Our Finance Department only gets a 30 million training program? Do you think we're beggars?"

"Old Li! Watch your mouth!" Old Zhang was also getting impatient, standing up and refusing to budge an inch!

"This project, from start to finish, has been handled by our National Development and Reform Commission! Your Finance Department is just there to stamp the papers! We're already being generous by getting a share! Don't push your luck!"

"Fuck your mother! Say that again?"

"I told you! So what?"

……

What should have been a serious government review meeting turned into a full-blown brawl filled with traditional Chinese elements!

Two normally respectable section-level officials were now like two shrewish women fighting over cabbage at a market, grabbing each other by the collar and hurling insults!

They even started fighting!

The entire conference room was in complete chaos!

Some tried to break up the fight, some tried to mediate, some just wanted to watch the drama unfold, and some just wanted to stir things up...

Liu Ming, on the other hand, sat alone in that chaotic corner.

He was holding a cup of steaming Longjing tea that Chen Momo had just brewed for him.

He leisurely blew on the steam rising from his cup.

He watched with great interest the dog-eat-dog drama that he himself had directed...

His face wore a devilishly radiant smile.

He picked up his phone, pointed it at the mess, and quietly pressed the record button.

Then, I sent a WeChat message to Lin Xiaoxiao, who was far away in Beijing.

"Xiaoxiao, would you like to watch some 'The Unofficial History of Officialdom,' which is even more exciting than a TV drama?"