In name only: The land of Handong, I shall rule its fate.

"Give birth! Give birth as many times as you can!"

Faced with the choice between saving his life and saving his kidneys, Hou Liangping chose the former without hesitation, but his tone was filled with tragic grandeur.

"Look at you."

Zhong Xiaoai glared at him, annoyed. Men are such strange creatures. When they're young, they're full of energy and would rather settle even a verbal dispute with a fight. But as they get older, tsk tsk, they seem like they're fleeing a disaster.

"We're not young anymore, so there's no need to rush. Let's give it six months first. I'll come to Diaozhou whenever I'm free on weekends. If all else fails, we'll use some medical methods."

Zhong Xiaoai took a step back.

call!

Hou Liangping felt as if he had been granted a pardon and had escaped a terrible fate.

"What are you standing there for?"

Zhong Xiaoai looked at the stinky man standing there dumbfounded, and pushed him away impatiently, "Go take a shower! Shave your beard, you look awful, not handsome at all."

Hey!

Just moments before, Hou Liangping had been avoiding her like the plague, but now he was all over her, his eyes gleaming with excitement mixed with a hint of suppressed emotion. He lowered his voice and whispered, "Xiao Ai, could you give me a report today?"

The inspiration for changing his son's surname came from Lü Liang's mockery. Such a petty person would naturally remember it for a lifetime. But there was one thing that Hou Liangping remembered even more vividly: making Xiao Ai report to him.

Ever since Lin Zhiyuan brought it up.

It always echoed in his heart like a murmur, and he didn't know how many times he had woken up from his dream with joy.

"What did you say?"

Zhong Xiaoai narrowed her eyes dangerously again, wondering if there was something wrong with her ears.

"Xiao Ai, let me tell you, I'm now the executive vice president."

Hou Liangping was overwhelmed by the terrifying memories. He involuntarily took a half step back, his voice trembling, but he still did not flee. If he didn't have a chance today, he was afraid he would never have another chance.

"What a coincidence, I'm also the executive vice president."

Zhong Xiaoai instantly understood this scoundrel's thoughts. She raised an eyebrow, exuding a domineering aura. "However, I am the executive deputy chief prosecutor of the provincial procuratorate, a full-fledged department-level official."

Wow!

Hou Liangping suffered a complete defeat and almost burst into tears. He walked dejectedly towards the bathroom.

snort!

Zhong Xiaoai snorted. Actually, she had been a little soft-hearted just now, but she couldn't let this opportunity pass. If they dared to ask her to submit a report today, they would dare to take advantage of her tomorrow.

Hou Liangping, Hou Liangping, how many reports should I have you prepare tonight?

The lights were still on in the provincial party committee building, on the floors where the organization department was working through the night.

Wu Chunlin was very busy, and he also dragged Pan Lin along to work overtime.

"Are you sure they didn't notice?"

Wu Chunlin was still worried and looked at Pan Lin again to confirm.

"No!"

Pan Lin replied impatiently, "This bastard only knows how to squeeze out my sleep time. Doesn't he know that women age very quickly without enough sleep?"

"Minister Pan, you seem very unwilling?"

Wu Chunlin crossed his arms and glanced sideways at him. "You don't want Governor Lin to know what you've been up to lately, do you?"

"That's not true."

Pan Lin forced a smile and said through gritted teeth.

Gou Dongxi has a keen sense of smell; she asked the organization department for a few people, which gave Wu Chunlin leverage over her.

"But all universities keep statistics on the return of graduates, and they will find out sooner or later."

Pan Lin reminded her.

It wasn't out of kindness; she was worried that this beast would try to pin the blame for the failed event planning on her.

As a result, he got to do the work himself.

The ongoing covert operation has not been contained!

"It's alright. For the second season of 'Let's Go, College Students!' I adopted an elite system, which is much more streamlined than the first season and less disruptive. By the time they realized something was wrong, our recording operation had already begun."

"After recording, we edit it, and after editing, we upload it online."

"Hehehe!"

"Let the whole nation see their incompetence."

Are you really not afraid of death?!

Pan Lin crossed her arms and rolled her eyes as she looked at Wu Chunlin, who resembled a demon.

"This is my final project, so of course I have to go all out."

Wu Chunlin didn't care at all.

Since his reputation is already tarnished in universities across the country, especially in the central region, what difference does it make if it gets a little worse?

Let's rewind to a month and a half ago.

The incident involving Li Xinyu's internship officially kicked off a period of suffering for nearly 10,000 interns. Under Wu Chunlin's meticulous manipulation, the first group to be implicated were engineering students in highly specialized fields.

Amidst the wailing and lamentation of numerous engineering students, they leveraged their personal networks to bring in a large number of senior students, mentors, uncles, and even grandmasters and great-uncles to join the fray.

During that period, Handong was truly a gathering place for outstanding individuals, bustling with activity and throngs of people, bringing together authorities and experts from all walks of life.

But there are no secrets that are completely hidden.

Moreover, the collective collapse of thousands of interns meant that many big shots, after flying to Jingzhou and then to Luzhou, were immediately approached by calls for help from Lincheng as soon as they got off the high-speed train in Luzhou.

On the first and second days, they were only focused on saving the day.

I haven't realized it yet.

But on the third day, these bigwigs who had devoted themselves to various top fields were not fools. With the help of information exchange, they quickly realized that something was wrong.

But something just doesn't feel right.

After all, trouble has been caused, losses are real, and the internship contract has been signed in black and white. For the sake of his students' future and his own reputation, he still has to continue to salvage the situation.

I've been busy for the past few days.

Heaven had mercy on them; they were too old to bear it any longer. So they started seeking help from the law school or other law schools they were close to, and also questioned the students who had committed the crimes about the reasons behind it. They were shocked by what they found.

Handong is inhuman!

To be precise, none of the cadres who came down from Handong were good people; their hearts were black as rotten!

Let the lively ones do mechanical work, let the quiet ones do technical jobs that require strong communication, and let those who are not good at their majors take on challenges beyond their level. If the intern has a stable personality and good professional skills, then congratulations, you are in luck.

Please formally accept the position of "Handong Nuclear Power Ox and Horse". Please do not refuse, as it will be useless to refuse. The internship contract will be presented to you directly.

It's no wonder something bad happened!

But not a single kind-hearted person in Handong told these poor interns the truth; some even aided and abetted them.

Forehead…

If they investigated further, they would be horrified to discover that quite a few interns knew something was wrong, but under Wu Chunlin's influence, they all chose to go along with him and betray their teacher for their own future.

Thankfully, I couldn't find it.

Otherwise, he could have vomited three liters of blood on the spot.

But precisely because they couldn't find anything, they felt even more sorry for the students and began to launch a three-way joint action: first, to report to their superiors; second, to protest to the provincial party committee and government; and third, to prevent the students from getting involved in the aftermath, to continue working as laborers and menders in various parts of Handong.

The commotion was quite loud.

His superiors also made repeated phone calls to Wu Chunlin to inquire about the situation.

Just as Wu Chunlin was reaching his breaking point and was planning to sell Lin Zhiyuan, the Diaozhou Incident broke out.

Professor Gao has indeed taken the wrong path.

However, from a personal standpoint, Wu Chunlin has to give a thumbs up; he has gained valuable room for maneuver.