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

The Zhao family, a large and deeply rooted tree, has fallen.

Even the vines and termites clinging to it were reduced to ashes in that thunderous storm. The wind in the city seemed to have become much fresher overnight.

The aftershocks gradually subsided.

But amidst the seemingly restored tranquility of the red walls and green tiles, the name "Liu Ming" seemed to be gilded with a dazzling golden light, becoming the most coveted and awe-inspiring name in the entire city.

If Liu Ming's previous actions in Jiangnan Province were merely seen as those of a "spirited local upstart" by the city's top elites, then now, when he brought with him the "Ten-Year Revitalization Plan" that could influence the technological lifeline of a great nation, and stabbed the behemoth that was the Zhao family in the face of the highest levels of government, he was a completely different story.

Everyone had to re-evaluate this young man who was not yet thirty.

He wasn't there to gain prestige. He wasn't anyone's front man. He was a true national hero, wielding the nation's most important assets and possessing unparalleled strategic brilliance.

……

High-Tech Industry Department, National Development and Reform Commission.

The atmosphere these past few days can only be described as "eerie".

Those section chiefs who used to walk with an air of superiority and act like senior figures in their offices now unconsciously lower their voices by eight octaves. When they look at the door to the director's office, their eyes no longer hold the disdain and probing of before, but only a trembling fear as if walking on thin ice.

Because they knew that behind that door sat a ruthless character who could hear everything directly from heaven.

"Director Liu."

The newly appointed director of the General Affairs Department, a capable and steady young man in his early thirties, knocked cautiously as he entered. He carried a thick stack of documents, his expression one of almost reverence.

"This is the detailed plan for the first phase of funding allocation for the '100 Billion Yuan Chip Project.' We also have project applications jointly submitted by several top domestic research institutions for your review."

Liu Ming leaned back in her executive chair.

He wasn't wearing a suit, just a white shirt casually worn, the collar buttons undone, exuding an air of untamed composure.

He took the document but didn't look at it closely.

"Leave it here. Tell the heads of those research institutes that I want to hear their project presentations tomorrow afternoon at 2 PM in the Ministry's main conference room. I need technologies that can be implemented in actual combat, not those PowerPoint presentations written on paper to scam funding."

"Yes! I'll inform them immediately!"

The section chief, as if receiving a royal decree, quickly nodded in agreement. He hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "Director, there's something else. There are some guests outside who want to see you."

"guest?"

Liu Ming raised an eyebrow, her gaze deep.

"Which deity are you?"

"There's...there's General Manager Wang from China Ordnance Industry Group, and several academicians from the Chinese Academy of Sciences. In addition, two vice ministers from the Ministry of Science and Technology are also waiting in the reception room." The section chief swallowed hard, his voice filled with barely concealed excitement.

This lineup is fucking amazing.

Each of them, if you pick one at random, is a big shot in their respective field whose every move is enough to cause an earthquake. Normally, even when these big shots come to the National Development and Reform Commission, they go directly to the director.

But today, they all condescended to wait outside the office of a department head.

Moreover, they waited willingly.

This is strength.

This is the formidable reputation Liu Ming earned in the city after using the Zhao family's blood to sacrifice to the flag.

"Please let them in."

Liu Ming stood up and straightened the wrinkles in her shirt.

He knew why these people had come.

The "hundred-billion-yuan chip project" is a huge pie. It's not just about funding; it's about China's national strategic direction in high-end manufacturing for the next ten or even decades. Whoever can get a share of this project led by Liu Ming will occupy a central position in future great power competition.

……

The door to the reception room was pushed open.

Several distinguished figures with gray hair and extraordinary bearing filed in.

They looked at Liu Ming, who was unusually young, standing at the table, but there was no contempt in their eyes. On the contrary, the academicians looked at Liu Ming with a kind of fervent enthusiasm, as if they were seeing a close friend despite the age gap.

Because the underlying logic of "extreme ultraviolet light source" and "carbon-based chip" that Liu Ming wrote in that "Revitalization Plan" was simply a decade ahead of its time!

"Director Liu, seeing is believing! A hero emerges from among the young! A hero emerges from among the young!"

The Vice Minister of Science and Technology stepped forward first, grasped Liu Ming's hand tightly, and smiled so much that his face was full of wrinkles.

"You flatter me, Vice Minister. Please have a seat. Erniu, bring some tea."

Liu Ming remained composed and unassuming.

He did not fawn over the other party because of their high rank, nor did he become arrogant because of his own power.

He's like a real chess player.

He sat calmly in front of the chessboard, observing the game regardless of who was sitting opposite him.

For the next hour, the not-so-spacious office became a high-level strategic seminar.

Liu Ming didn't give them any official pleasantries.

He got straight to the point.

He discussed everything from material blockades to equipment breakthroughs, from attracting talent to breaking down patent barriers. He was not only proficient in macroeconomic operations, but also had a thorough understanding of those extremely obscure and difficult-to-understand technical parameters.

Often, he was even "lecturing" those academicians and military industry leaders.

"Director Liu, your suggestion about the workaround for 'chip stacking technology' is truly enlightening."

A leading academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences was so excited that his face turned red and even the teacup in his hand was trembling.

"If we can really follow this direction, we'll break through the M Group's blockade in just five years at most! We old bones will risk our lives to make this happen!"

"No, five years is too long."

Liu Ming looked at the academician, her eyes flashing with a sharp, piercing light.

"I'm only giving you three years."

"Within three years, I want to see high-end chips that can be mass-produced and have completely independent intellectual property rights used on our warships, our missiles, and our people's mobile phones."

"During this period, if you need money, I'll approve it. If you need policy support, I'll provide it. If you need personnel, even if it means poaching them from abroad, I'll help you bring them back."

"I, Liu Ming, will be your strongest support."

These words resonated deeply.

It carries an unquestionable, iron-willed spirit.

The high-ranking officials listened with fervor. They knew that all pretense and politeness were superfluous in front of this young man. All he wanted was results. And what he could offer was the full support of the entire national apparatus.

……

After seeing off this group of bigwigs, Liu Ming hadn't even had a chance to drink some water.

"Director, Director Zhang from the Ministry of Industry and Information Technology has arrived, along with... the founders of several leading domestic internet companies, who are also waiting outside."

Chen Momo pushed the door open and came in. Looking at the stack of business cards on the table that looked like a small mountain, she said with a wry smile.

"They said they wanted to give you a presentation on their project on the integration of artificial intelligence and underlying computing power."

Liu Ming rubbed her temples.

He walked to the window, looking at the bustling traffic on the street and the red walls of the city shining brightly in the sunlight in the distance.

He knew this was just the beginning.

With the full launch of the "100 billion yuan project", the threshold of this office is destined to be worn down by all sorts of people.

At the heart of power is always a vortex of interests.

And he is the one who controls the direction of the vortex.

"Let them in."

Liu Ming turned around and sat back down behind the large desk.

His gaze gradually became deep and cold.

He doesn't need allies.

What he needs is a group of "soldiers" who can truly fight on the battlefield for this country and this nation.

As for those flies who want to fish in troubled waters and make money through national projects.

His knife, Liu Ming's.

It's not dull yet.