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

"Snap—"

The purple clay teacup that was smashed in the municipal party committee office last night is still unswept by anyone.

Early this morning, at the Guangmingfeng construction site.

A bottle of Ace of Spades champagne worth hundreds of thousands of dollars was smashed hard onto a pure copper foundation stone.

Glass shards flew everywhere, and the rich aroma of alcohol instantly masked the earthy smell of the surrounding soil.

"Bang! Bang bang!"

Dozens of heavy fireworks exploded simultaneously.

The confetti rained down like a blizzard, blanketing the entire sky above Jingzhou.

"Lingxiao Future Science and Technology Park officially breaks ground!"

The top female host of Han Dongtai gripped the microphone, her voice hoarse from shouting.

Even the thick foundation on her face couldn't hide the intense flush.

The audience was packed with people.

Hundreds of media outlets set up their cameras and microphones outside the police cordon.

The flashes of light created a blindingly bright daylight.

Countless ordinary people stood on tiptoe to peer inside, their eyes wide with disbelief.

On the ribbon-cutting platform in the center of the red carpet.

Li Dakang stiffly gripped a pair of gold scissors wrapped in red silk, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

He has cut ribbons countless times in his life.

Today, however, he felt like a clown who had been stripped naked.

They were forcibly pushed up there for people to watch and amuse, and they had to pretend to be all smiles.

A stretched, bulletproof Maybach came to a smooth stop at the end of the red carpet.

Eight bodyguards in black quickly set up a cordon and, wearing white gloves, opened the car doors.

"Master Yan has arrived!"

Someone in the crowd shouted something at the top of their lungs.

Yan Qingfeng stepped out of the car.

He wore a perfectly tailored haute couture suit, without a single extra wrinkle.

With one hand in his pocket and his leather shoes stepping on the red carpet, he strolled leisurely towards the head of the table.

That attitude of theirs clearly indicated they weren't there to do business.

He looked just like a king inspecting his territory.

Li Dakang took a deep breath, and the muscles in his cheeks twitched twice.

He was about to force a polite smile and go forward with a stiff upper lip.

Yan Qingfeng didn't even glance at him out of the corner of his eye.

He walked straight past the municipal party committee members and took the microphone directly from the host.

The entire room fell silent instantly.

Even the excited civilians quickly covered their mouths.

They were afraid that if their breathing became too loud, they would miss a single punctuation mark from Master Yan.

"I'm too lazy to talk nonsense."

Yan Qingfeng's voice, carried by the top-of-the-line speakers, struck everyone's eardrums.

"Everyone knows what a mess Guangming Peak used to be."

"Some people use it to acquire land and speculate on real estate, then run away with the money, leaving you with a hole in the ground and nothing to live on."

He paused, a cold, sharp smile curling at the corner of his lips.

"But in my hands, Ling Xiao, not a single steel bar is allowed to be used to build commercial housing on this land."

There was an uproar below.

Several financial reporters nearly dropped their recording pens.

Not building houses to speculate on land? Then what's the point of these multi-billion dollar prime locations? To do charity?

"I'll invest 50 billion."

Yan Qingfeng casually threw out a number that could knock someone out.

"We have introduced one of the world's top three chip foundries and twelve top-notch new energy materials laboratories."

"In addition, there is a high-end precision instrument production line that is completely independently controlled."

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers crisply.

The giant LED screen behind them, which was over ten meters tall, lit up instantly.

Signed international cooperation agreements and high-tech park images scrolled by in turn.

"The first phase of the science park must be operational within six months."

Yan Qingfeng leaned forward slightly, his gaze sharp as a knife.

"In the first year of production, the estimated output value is 200 billion yuan. It will create at least 100,000 high-paying jobs in Handong."

"The benefits of the upstream and downstream industrial chains will remain entirely in Jingzhou."

Quiet.

A deathly silence.

Two seconds later.

"good!!!"

The deafening cheers and applause swept through the venue like a tsunami!

Several contractors wearing hard hats were so excited that they hugged each other and wept.

The locals on the outskirts were desperately pushing forward, frantically recording videos with their phones.

"Did you hear that? 100,000 job openings! My son just graduated, now he doesn't have to go south to work!"

"Master Yan is a god descended to earth! He's a living bodhisattva who truly saves us ordinary people with real money!"

As Li Dakang listened to the thunderous applause, his fingers, gripping the scissors, trembled uncontrollably.

A production value of 200 billion! 100,000 jobs!

In the past, these would have been considered Li Dakang's undeniable and solid achievements.

Now, this set of data, enough to turn the entire province around, has been slammed into his face.

But it had nothing to do with him.

He doesn't even deserve a share; he's only fit to stand here as a backdrop for applause.

"Quickly check the market index!"

A veteran reporter from a financial channel in the audience suddenly screamed and dropped his camera.

"The seven tech companies controlled by Lingxiao Holdings all hit their daily limit up within three minutes of the market opening!"

"Local infrastructure stocks in Handong were directly boosted, all turning green! The market index was lifted by five points by just one sentence from Yan Ye!"

crazy.

He's completely gone mad.

The stagnant economy of Handong, which had been dormant for several months, suddenly came to a boil.

Yan Qingfeng used the most brutal power of capital to forcefully boil it back to life.

In the ultra-high-definition live broadcast footage from media outlets across the province.

Yan Qingfeng stood in the center of the spotlight, his brows and eyes cold and stern, like a god high above.

Standing a few steps behind him, Li Dakang looked disheveled and like a destitute old man who was not worth mentioning.

8 PM.

The groundbreaking banquet for the science park is being held in a lavish and extravagant manner at a grand hotel.

Yan Qingfeng booked the entire sky above Jingzhou, setting off fireworks as if they were free.

The entire night sky was illuminated as brightly as day.

Provincial Party Committee Compound, Standing Committee Meeting Room.

There are no fireworks here, only an oppressive, chilling silence.

Sha Ruijin stood with his hands behind his back in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

The glass reflected the dazzling fireworks outside, and also showed his tired face.

The conference room that once determined the fate of Handong is now empty.

The tea on the table had long since gone cold, and a thin layer of astringent oil had formed on the surface.

Secretary Bai quietly pushed open the door.

Holding several newly printed urgent documents in his hands, he didn't even dare to take big steps.

"Secretary Sha, the Provincial Bureau of Statistics released a forecast report overnight."

Secretary Bai swallowed hard, his voice trembling.

"Based on those few deals signed at Lingxiao Science and Technology Park today, our GDP for the second half of the year..."

"It doubled on paper."

Sha Ruijin did not turn around.

I just quietly watched the golden peony firework suddenly explode outside the window.

"It's doubled..."

He sighed softly, a deep sense of helplessness emanating from him.

"The people have food to eat, and the province's bad debts have been settled. This should be a great thing."

Secretary Bai lowered his head, not daring to respond.

It's a good thing, but this good thing has also taken away the backbone of the provincial party committee.

"In the past, we were wary of Li Dakang running a one-man show and Gao Yuliang forming cliques."

Sha Ruijin turned around, his gaze sweeping over the rows of empty leather seats.

"All the fighting and infighting is just a power game played in this room."

"They're not playing those games with you anymore. They've just flipped the table!"

Sha Ruijin shook his head with a wry smile.

He walked to the table and casually flipped open the forecast report.

The densely packed data above all begins with the two characters "Lingxiao".

Under this devastating blow, the regime in Handong has been completely reduced to a supporting role for capital.

A menial assistant who only knows how to stamp documents and is only fit to sweep the streets.

Secretary Bai watched Sha Ruijin's dejected figure and cautiously took half a step closer.

"Secretary Sha, so what exactly is our plan for dealing with this Master Yan from now on?"

"We can't expect that every time the provincial party committee holds a meeting, we'll have to go to the Lingxiao Building to ask for his approval first, can we?"

Sha Ruijin closed the file and tapped his fingers heavily on the table twice.

The fireworks outside gradually stopped, and night once again enveloped the courtyard.

He narrowed his eyes, a complex, dark light flashing in them.

"Ask for instructions? Hmph, Yan Qingfeng's appetite goes far beyond just making us ask for instructions."

Sha Ruijin grabbed the coat draped over the back of the chair and put it on his shoulders.

"Get the car ready. Notify Old Li to come to the Provincial Party Committee to see me tonight."

Secretary Bai was taken aback and quickly grabbed the briefcase.

"Where are you going so late?"

Sha Ruijin walked to the door and suddenly stopped.

He glanced back at the empty conference room and gritted his teeth as he uttered a sentence.

"Go bow your head."

"Go ask our living bodhisattva if he'll leave us a little broth in the pot of soup tomorrow."