Handong: Sha Li wants political achievements? I'll shut down the entire province.

The whistle of the green train seemed to still echo on the edge of the city.

In the staff quarters of Handong University, ginkgo leaves fell to the ground in late autumn.

The courtyard of the retirement home for retired cadres is so quiet that you can hear sparrows fluttering.

Former Deputy Secretary of the Provincial Party Committee Gao Yuliang was wearing a dark blue Tang suit.

He was holding a large pair of garden shears and standing in front of a purple clay flowerpot, slowly and methodically trimming a welcoming pine tree.

"Click."

A dead branch that had fallen sideways landed on the soil.

After Gao Yuliang was completely marginalized, tending to this bonsai became his only pastime.

The study door creaked open.

His wife, Wu Huifen, even walked a beat faster than usual.

She was holding an internally circulated copy of the "Reference News" in her hand.

His eyes gleamed with excitement as he hurried to his desk.

"Old Gao, stop cutting down that lousy tree of yours."

Wu Huifen slammed the newspaper onto the mahogany desk.

Gao Yuliang paused, pushed up his reading glasses, and spoke in a calm and unhurried tone.

"Even if Mount Tai collapses before you, you remain unmoved. Huifen, your composure is still lacking."

"So much for manners! Your model student has really shown his true colors this time!"

Wu Huifen pursed her lips and pointed to the headline on the front page of the newspaper.

Gao Yuliang raised an eyebrow slightly.

He put down the scissors, wiped his hands with a towel, and then walked to the table and picked up the newspaper.

The bold, large characters instantly caught Gao Yuliang's old eyes.

The Zhong family of Beijing is suspected of overseas financial fraud and faces bankruptcy reorganization.

Hou Liangping, former director of the Anti-Corruption Bureau of the Supreme People's Procuratorate, was found guilty of serious disciplinary violations and resigned. He will never be rehired.

Gao Yuliang gasped.

The hands holding the newspaper began to tremble slightly uncontrollably.

He leaned closer and scanned the text word by word.

I was so afraid of missing even a single punctuation mark that I slowed down my breathing.

"Resigning to take responsibility? Admitting to being a hypocrite?"

Gao Yuliang's voice was dry, and his eyes were wide open.

"you do not say."

Wu Huifen pulled out a chair, sat down, and snorted coldly.

"I heard that Zhong Xiaoai personally forced him to sign the document while he was in the detention center."

Wu Huifen picked up her teacup to moisten her throat, and then dropped a bombshell.

"There's something even more incredible. I just received an inside message from the Municipal Public Security Bureau."

"Your good student who always talks about justice, when you were kicked out of Handong, not a single person came to see you off."

Gao Yuliang didn't look up; his gaze was fixed on the newspaper.

"and then?"

"I sat on a slow, green train for thirty hours, in a hard seat."

Wu Huifen lowered her voice, revealing a sense of cathartic satisfaction.

"As a result, he vomited blood halfway through the journey and died in the train carriage."

"The train attendant was so scared that she was trembling and even called the train conductor."

"They asked if we wanted to find a deserted spot along the way and dump the body out of the car."

Gao Yuliang was startled.

The newspaper slipped through his fingers and landed on the blue-and-white porcelain brush washer on the table.

died?

He died like a stray dog ​​in a green train filled with the smell of pickled cabbage noodles.

Hou Liangping's past behavior uncontrollably surfaced in his mind.

Relying on the Zhong family's background, he acted arrogantly in the provincial party committee compound.

They always try to intimidate people with grand principles, and their mouths are full of legal and moral bottom lines.

I find fault with everyone and think everyone is guilty.

But what happens in the end?

Gao Yuliang twitched the corners of his mouth, and the wrinkles on his face slowly gathered together.

Yan Qingfeng.

That young capitalist, far away in Handong, didn't play those bureaucratic games with them at all.

They directly used the most brutal and unreasonable capital-based strategy to launch a devastating attack.

They completely exposed Hou Liangping's disguise.

Even the towering tree of the Zhong family was uprooted and shattered into pieces.

Gao Yuliang recalled that he had spent half his life walking on thin ice in the officialdom.

He schemed against Sha Ruijin, guarded against Li Dakang, and pondered the thoughts of the people in the capital every day.

All the fighting and strife will ultimately amount to nothing.

As a result, Master Yan kicked the game over with one kick.

The study remained quiet for a long time.

Only the wind outside the window rustled the leaves.

Sudden.

Gao Yuliang ripped off his reading glasses, and his shoulders began to heave violently and uncontrollably.

"Hehe... Hahahaha!"

A burst of hysterical laughter suddenly erupted from his chest.

The laughter grew louder and louder, becoming unrestrained and uninhibited.

The vibrations made the purple clay teacups on the table tremble.

"Old Gao? Are you alright?"

Wu Huifen was startled and quickly stood up.

Gao Yuliang had always maintained the airs of a deputy secretary throughout his life; she had never seen him laugh so maniacally.

Gao Yuliang waved his hand, tears welling up in his eyes as he laughed.

He strode over to the water dispenser.

He didn't even glance at the Maojian tea canister that he usually treasures the most.

He took a large, transparent glass directly from the cup.

I turned on the tap and filled a large glass with bland boiled water.

He tilted his head back, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.

He gulped it down in one go!

Water dripped down his chin, soaking his Tang suit on his chest.

Still thirsty, he drank another cup.

I downed three big glasses in a row!

After finishing his drink, Gao Yuliang slammed the glass onto the mahogany table with a loud bang.

The shock even made the copy of "Reference News" jump.

He strode to the French windows and pushed them open.

Looking along the wall of the family compound.

In the center of Jingzhou City, the Lingxiao Building soars into the clouds, blocking out the sun.

The dark gold logo reflected a cold, fierce light under the setting sun.

"That felt great! That was so satisfying!"

Gao Yuliang gripped the window frame with both hands and roared at the godlike steel fortress.

The resentment that had been building up in his chest for years was completely released with that loud roar.

To hell with the rules, to hell with checks and balances.

The old era of Handong has come to a complete end.

Seeing Gao Yuliang's carefree demeanor, Wu Huifen felt relieved.

She walked over and handed a dry towel to Gao Yuliang.

"Drink less cold water, or you'll have a stomachache tonight."

She followed Gao Yuliang's gaze and looked into the distance.

"This man surnamed Yan is indeed ruthless; he has even managed to subdue the people of the capital."

Gao Yuliang took the towel, casually wiped his chin, and his eyes gleamed.

"He's poisonous? He's got a clear head about his life!"

Gao Yuliang let out a cold laugh.

"What are the Zhong family anyway? Strip them of their skin, and they're nothing but a bunch of bloodsucking idiots."

"Yan Qingfeng is using Hou Liangping's head to set rules for the entire capital!"

He turned to look at Wu Huifen and pointed to the newspaper on the table.

"Liangping never understood until his death that his proud sword was nothing but scrap metal in the face of the hammer of capitalism."

Wu Huifen sighed.

"In this game of Handong, Sha Ruijin and Li Dakang have both lost, so we can finally land safely."

She patted Gao Yuliang's arm.

"Shouldn't Yan Qingfeng finally shut up now?"

Gao Yuliang paused in wiping his hands, then turned to look at the Lingxiao Building in the distance again.

The sky had completely darkened.

But the building was as bright as day, like a colossal beast about to set out on a campaign.

He shook his head, a meaningful smile curving his lips.

"Calm down? You're oversimplifying things."

Gao Yuliang threw the towel on the table, his gaze terrifyingly deep.

"Master Yan has cleared away the obstacles in Handong and now holds hundreds of billions of dollars in cash."

"Guess who this bloodthirsty dragon will target tomorrow?"