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

"Dad, does Lin Zhiyuan mean he's accepting the Zhao family?"

Zhao Xiaohui said.

"Industrial development benefits the nation, including its people and the country, but it also benefits its entrepreneurs."

Zhao Lichun sighed, "Lin Zhiyuan is no simple man. He probably noticed something was wrong with Ruilong's past reaction immediately, and even guessed my purpose."

"You've turned the tables on me!"

"What a terrifying young man."

A hint of confusion flashed in Zhao Xiaohui's eyes.

She understood the importance of developing industry to revitalize the nation.

While it may seem that the domestic real economy is being squeezed by the Internet, Internet companies, apart from a few industry leaders, can be said to rise today and fall tomorrow. But it's different for real economy companies. Once you reach a certain level, such as being related to the livelihoods and stability of tens of thousands of families, the local government is more concerned about the company's operation than the business owner.

Because it was no longer just a simple company, but a scale in the local economy.

Or to put it bluntly.

The company is deeply intertwined with the local government.

If a business collapses, the government will face tens of thousands of devastating blows.

This rule can protect others, and it can also protect the Zhao family.

In Zhao Xiaohui's view, since Lin Zhiyuan had provided guidance, the Zhao family's situation was no longer so dangerous.

"Xiao Hui, have you forgotten what I said about sacrificing the superiors to protect the inferiors, or protecting the superiors while sacrificing the inferiors?"

Zhao Lichun sighed.

Sending Zhao Ruilong down to Handong was meant to make him a sitting duck, but now Lin Zhiyuan has easily taken that role.

Zhao Xiaohui's face turned pale instantly.

"I've dominated the rise and fall of Handong for twenty years, so I definitely have problems. It's just a matter of whether the higher-ups investigate or not. Now that Ruilong and Lin Zhiyuan are being protected, it shows the organization's strong sense of human touch, but I've also stepped one foot in the trap."

Zhao Lichun explained.

"Dad, should I go back to Handong?"

Zhao Xiaohui said anxiously.

Once Zhao Lichun is gone, what will the Zhao family have left? Lin Zhiyuan will never save Zhao Ruilong for life for 50 billion, so the Zhao family will still be finished in the end.

"No, Lin Zhiyuan has already given the answer."

Zhao Lichun shook his head and said, "Heavy assets mean that no matter what Ruilong does, it needs a lot of upfront capital investment, as well as daily worker salaries and company expenses."

He wants the money that my Zhao family embezzled to be willingly transferred back and used for the economic development of Handong.

With the money back, everything is negotiable.

"If we can't get the money back, no matter how much we try or appease him, we won't get past Lin Zhiyuan."

"Xiao Hui, did you see that?"

"This is the real bloodless, gunpowder-free political struggle. Lin Zhiyuan has completely outmaneuvered us with just a simple conversation over the phone."

We even had to beg them, bringing them money and coming to their door.

"Looking back now, everything from Xinjian's arrest and Gao Xiaoqin's surrender to the authorities, to Ruilong's setback with Qi Tongwei and even Li Dakang's introduction, was part of his grand scheme."

"No, even earlier!"

"It's Dafeng Factory!"

"Lin Zhiyuan had thoroughly investigated every step the Zhao family had taken in Handong long before he went there."

Zhao Xiaohui felt a chill run down her spine, her voice trembling:

"Dad, do we really want to transfer the money back?"

"Oh!"

Zhao Lichun gave a bitter smile. "Not transfer? I'm afraid if we don't make a move to transfer it today, the Discipline Inspection Commission will be at my doorstep first thing tomorrow morning."

"The reason they didn't touch me before was because I still had some achievements, but there was no concrete evidence to prove them."

"But now..."

"Lin Zhiyuan has ensured Ruilong's safety, and the political impact has been minimized. Even without concrete evidence, they can forcibly take me down based on some matters of principle."

Zhao Lichun never imagined that his desperate attempt to survive would completely push him into a corner.

Lin Zhiyuan's methods are too shrewd, so shrewd that they are completely inconsistent with his age.

"But we can't catch up!"

Zhao Xiaohui raised an even more desperate question.

The initial overseas investment consumed a significant amount of capital, and now that the funds are entering the country, the country of origin will undoubtedly take a cut, leaving only about half of the total amount stolen by the Zhao family.

The other half, even if the Zhao family were sold off, they still couldn't repay the debt.

"So Ruilong is going to be trapped in Handong and can't go anywhere."

"Handong will have to give at least half of the shares in the new electronic intelligence company, and he'll have to work for them for the long term to pay off the debt."

Zhao Lichun's emotions gradually calmed down, as if he were announcing his own end:

"And then I wait here for the organization's verdict."

Zhao Xiaohui cried uncontrollably.

I don't know if she was grieving for her father, who was likely to have an accident, or if she was heartbroken over the large sum of money.

"As members of the Zhao family, we are willing to accept the consequences of our bet."

Zhao Lichun stood up and patted his second daughter on the shoulder, "But as long as we get through this ordeal, at least we'll be innocent and no longer be in the dark."

One o'clock in the afternoon.

Fang Wu reappeared downstairs at the provincial government building and got into an ordinary old car with Lin Zhiyuan.

"Director Lin, I'm a little scared."

Fang Wu suddenly said in a pitiful tone.

"What?"

Lin Zhiyuan glanced over.

"Three days ago, Secretary Dakang accompanied you to Guangming Peak in this very car, and then the Dafeng Factory incident broke out. The aftermath is still ongoing, such as the escape of Cai Chenggong."

Fang Wu pursed his lips slightly.

He was really scared, especially after getting on the bus, he became very nervous and his mind was on high alert.

"Comrade Fang Wu, this kind of thinking is not what an excellent organizational cadre should have, or do you lack confidence in the work in Jingzhou under your management?"

Lin Zhiyuan chuckled.

Hearing this, Fang Wu felt a little more at ease. After all, he had already informed his subordinates in advance, so there shouldn't be any mistakes. He just didn't know where Lin Zhiyuan was going.

"You just mentioned the Bright District."

"Hmm... Guangming District is a good place, Lao Zhang, let's go to the petition office in Guangming District."

Lin Zhiyuan gave a meaningful smile. "Xiao Gao, keep a close eye on Mayor Fang. Don't let him tip us off. We need to see the real Jingzhou."

Gao Sheng immediately snapped out of his daze and stared intently at Fang Wu in the back seat.

"Executive Director Lin, what about the trust between comrades?"

Fang Wu looked at the human-shaped camera coming from the front row, his lips twitched, and he silently pulled out his phone from his suit pocket to type blindly.

That's enough! That's enough!

Let's go see what kind of trouble this damned Bright District can cause.

I think... I think there aren't any left.

"Governor Lin, we've arrived at the Letters and Visits Bureau of Guangming District."

As the car drove into the courtyard, a small, old and unkempt building came into view, with a sign for the Petition Bureau hanging on the open ground below.

It's 3 PM now.

People were coming and going in the courtyard, and almost none of them had a smile on their face.

Finished!

Seeing this scene, Fang Wu's bad premonition was completely confirmed.