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

Two section chiefs were dragged out of the National Development and Reform Commission building in public. The news didn't even last overnight; like a super hurricane with wings, it swept through all the ministry compounds and top-tier clubs in the capital within just a few hours.

The social circles in the capital city are both very large and very small.

To ordinary people, the names Sun Zhiyuan and Li Tiande might just be those of minor officials.

Now, the God of Wealth has been "physically exorcised" in broad daylight.

Is this still available?

"He's insane! This kid is absolutely insane!"

Inside a high-end private club called "Nine Heavens" within the Second Ring Road, several arrogant scions of wealthy families were gathered in a secluded cigar bar, their faces increasingly grim.

"Those are two division-level officials! He just opened them up like that? Without even consulting the ministry? Does he think the National Development and Reform Commission is his private property?!" A rich second-generation guy in a floral shirt slammed his cigar into the ashtray, spitting everywhere.

Sitting in the main seat was a young man with a gloomy demeanor and wearing gold-rimmed glasses. His name was Wang Shao Cong, the chief agent of a multinational investment group in the capital, and also Sun Zhiyuan's biggest "financial backer".

"That's the scariest part." Wang Shao Cong picked up his wine glass, his fingers turning slightly white from the force of his grip. "According to my people in the ministry..."

Upon hearing this, the private room fell into a deathly silence.

A layer of white sweat broke out on everyone's back.

Ironclad evidence? Overseas accounts?

This is a top-secret secret; even the National Security Bureau would have to go to great lengths to investigate it. How could a young director, not even thirty years old and recently transferred from another province, possibly find out everything in a single day?

"Just who is this kid?"

Finally, someone couldn't help but ask the question that was on everyone's mind.

"I had someone check his resume in Jiangnan Province." Wang Shao Cong took a deep breath, a hint of extreme apprehension flashing in his eyes.

"Moreover, I heard that he returned to Beijing on a military special plane. Old Master Lin personally went to the airport to pick him up."

"Old Lin?"

Upon hearing this name, the young men present nearly jumped off the sofa in shock. In the capital, that was a truly powerful figure, someone whose mere presence could shake the very walls of the capital!

"No wonder he dared to be so arrogant..." The man in the floral shirt swallowed hard, his arrogance instantly diminishing by more than half. "With Old Master Lin protecting him, let alone firing two section chiefs, even if he dismantled the High-Tech Department, no one would dare utter a sound."

"Although Elder Lin is protective of his own, he has always been clear about separating public and private matters. If Liu Ming were just a spoiled brat relying on his connections, Elder Lin would never have offended so many interest groups for his sake." Wang Shao Cong coldly interrupted him, his gaze as deep as a dry well.

"This shows that Liu Ming not only has connections, but also a ruthless and efficient tool. And the higher-ups need this tool to sever the chain of interests we control."

……

panic.

They started pulling strings and trying to find out more information. Some even booked flights overseas overnight, fearing that Liu Ming's bloodstained knife would fall on their heads next.

Following the panic came an extremely frenzied counterattack.

"Young Master Wang, are we just going to watch him cut off our source of income?" The man in the floral shirt gritted his teeth, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes.

"That '100 billion yuan chip project' is a huge prize we've been eyeing for three years! If this kid really manages to turn it into some kind of 'completely independent research and development,' what will happen to all those performance-based agreements we signed with M Group? Will all the billions we invested upfront go down the drain?"

Wang Shao Cong remained silent.

He walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the dazzling night view of the capital city outside, his eyes gradually becoming sinister and vicious.

Faced with enormous profits, they would dare to challenge even gods. How much more so a newcomer, a young man who has shown his brilliance?

"Of course we can't just let it go like this."

Wang Shao Cong turned around, a cruel smile curving his lips.

"Liu Ming is a sharp knife, but even the sharpest knife can dull. Doesn't he like checking data and ledgers?"

"Then let's start with what he does best and take 'hit the nail on the head'."

Wang Shao Cong picked up his phone and dialed a well-hidden, encrypted number.

"Hello, is this 'Honeycomb'?"

A cold, synthesized voice, altered by a voice changer, came from the other end of the phone: "It's me. What's up?"

"I need you to take action. Use the highest level of authority to add some 'fuel' to the internal servers of the High-Tech Department of the National Development and Reform Commission."

Wang Shao Cong's voice was very low, like a venomous snake flicking its tongue.

"Since Liu Ming wants to be this savior, I'll make sure he can't even log into the approval system. I'll turn all his confidential data into a bunch of gibberish. Let's see how this lone commander can manage his 'independent research and development'!"

"This requires utilizing a 'zero-day vulnerability' that we've been developing domestically for ten years, and it's very expensive."

"Money is no problem. I'll give you double after it's done. I'll make this Liu Ming a laughingstock in the entire capital's officialdom before sunrise tomorrow!"

After hanging up the phone, Wang Shao Cong looked out the window and let out a cold laugh.

"Liu Ming, the tallest tree in the forest catches the most wind. In the deep waters of the capital, guts alone are not enough. If you've messed with our circle, I'll make sure you die a horrible death."

A digital war, though fought without gunfire, is quietly unfolding under the bustling night sky of the capital.