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

The car drove into the compound.

But with just this one step, Li Dakang was shocked, realizing the extent of Lin Zhiyuan's influence here.

The security guard let them through directly, indicating that they could go straight in, without even doing the basic registration for visitors.

If it were up to him:

First, you need to apply in advance—it's an application, not an appointment. After that, you'll be checked at the gate, where they verify your identity against your documents before issuing a temporary pass. You can't make a mistake at any step, or you won't be able to enter the compound.

"Director Lin, you're back."

Li Dakang followed Lin Zhiyuan with practiced ease, heading straight into the office building, where acquaintances greeted them along the way.

"We should call him Governor Lin now."

"It was a joke among the young people at the reception desk."

"Is Director Xiao here? I've come back to ask for your help. This is the project proposal and project code for Jingzhou City, Handong Province."

Lin Zhiyuan responded with a smile.

"Director Xiao is here. He knew you were coming back today, so he's been in his office handling some business and hasn't gone out."

"You and Secretary Li can go straight up."

It received clear affirmation.

Lin Zhiyuan led Li Dakang straight to the ninth floor.

"That went so smoothly?"

Li Dakang still felt a bit like he was in a dream. In the past, it was common for him to wait for several hours at the reception desk every time he came.

"Half of my maternal family!"

Lin Zhiyuan glanced at him and said irritably, "Don't even mention that you couldn't get into the provincial party committee and government back when you went to Jinshan County."

"hehe!"

Li Dakang gave an awkward smile.

Before the conflict arose in Luzhou over the approval of the Crescent Lake project, going to Zhao Lichun's office was like coming home for him.

But things still went too smoothly.

At least he had to see if Zhao Lichun had time before he could see him, unlike now where Director Xiao was waiting for Lin Zhiyuan, and everyone else was showing him extraordinary respect.

"I have a pretty good relationship with the director."

"I've assisted the director with his daily work over the past two years. I may not have made any great contributions, but I've certainly put in a lot of effort. This is the first project I've approved since arriving in Handong, and the director will most likely support it."

Lin Zhiyuan didn't make his statement completely.

hiss!

Li Dakang gasped in surprise. The fact that he had assisted in and supported the daily work for two years was incredibly valuable.

The National Development and Reform Commission (NDRC) system has grown stronger in the past two years.

There are now 11 deputy directors, including 5 full directors and 6 deputy directors. This means that Lin Zhiyuan, as a deputy director, has a higher status than the 5 full directors. No wonder he is so adept at issuing orders in Handong.

It turns out that a max-level player has returned to the beginner village.

Currently, only Governor Liu, a ministerial-level official with real power, is in Handong and still supports Lin Zhiyuan. But here, there are five people in total. The group in Handong is no match for Lin Zhiyuan, including Gao Zhiwu and himself.

Like a puppet in one's hand.

Lin Zhiyuan arbitrarily pulled and twisted them.

They're not even on the same level...

Li Dakang's back bent slightly.

"Stand tall and proud, Secretary Dakang, don't let down the image of the Handong leadership team."

Lin Zhiyuan's lips curled up, and his eyes gleamed with a playful light.

stare!

We've reached the ninth floor.

Unlike the second to eighth floors, the ninth floor only houses the offices of the director and deputy directors.

"director!"

Led by the chief secretary, the two entered the office one after the other.

"Zhiyuan, you're back pretty fast, kid."

"I thought you would come in two or three months, but your energetic personality suits you better."

Director Xiao looked up from the sea of ​​documents, stood up, and invited the two to sit down.

"The Cixin Garden is gone, so we only have this left. Do you want some?"

Director Xiao took out a jar of iron Luo Han tea and, without waiting for Lin Zhiyuan's reply, started brewing it himself.

"I will definitely drink the tea offered by the director."

"But Director, Handong is poor. Two subway lines will cost a lot of money. Can the ministries provide more support?"

Lin Zhiyuan skipped over the question of whether or not to agree, focusing solely on the amount of funding. He raised his right index finger and thumb, making a small gap between them, and said, "Director, considering how much I've done for you these past two years, approving 20 billion wouldn't be too much to ask, would it?"

The head of the committee was very stingy that year.

Even if we go through the normal procedures and approach an investment firm, the maximum funding would only be one or two percent. The two lines in Jingzhou are estimated to cost 50 billion, so we can only get around 1 billion at most.

As for the rest, it's up to the local governments to secure loans from banks!

"two hundred?"

Director Xiao let out a cold snort, "You think it's just two hundred yuan? So easy!"

"Your Handong took the extra money, how are you going to balance the accounts? Where am I supposed to get the money to fill this hole?"

Do they really think the National Development and Reform Commission is a money printing factory?!

"Sir, you can't just watch your soldiers go out and end up embarrassing themselves, can you? That would be such a loss of face for you!"

Lin Zhiyuan sipped his tea contentedly, his face showing no sign of worry.

"It really won't work!"

Director Xiao shook his head firmly, "There are just too many projects that need money this year: affordable housing projects, transportation infrastructure in the central and western regions, agriculture and food, water conservancy projects. There's really no money left in the accounts."

"Even if you sold me, it wouldn't be enough."

Director Xiao seemed completely unfazed, saying, "It's better to lose face than to lose money."

"Then how about this..."

Lin Zhiyuan seemed to have expected this. He put down his teacup, placed his hands on the table, and leaned forward. "The ministry will give 10 billion, and the other 10 billion is a loan from Handong. But Handong doesn't have the money to repay it now. We'll exchange it for shares in a newly established provincial state-owned assets supervision and administration commission-controlled enterprise."

Newly established company? Shares? 100 billion?

Director Xiao gave him a look as if he were an idiot. Did he think he was stupid?

What's the difference between this and getting something for nothing?

What about basic trust between people?

Lin Zhiyuan looked heartbroken and disappointed as he took out company business information and future forecasts from the file bag. "Our company makes online government platforms, which aim to break down information silos, improve administrative efficiency, and lead local governments to develop into service-oriented governments."

"Oh, didn't you make this back in the East China Sea? Now you're just putting the old medicine in a new bottle and selling it again?"

Director Xiao pushed the document back.

"How can they be the same?"

Lin Zhiyuan categorically denied this, saying, "Back then, it was an internal need for developing the East China Sea; now it's purely a business model."

"We have constructed a modular design that covers the provincial, municipal, and county levels, which is also an indispensable requirement for the future development of government information technology."

「省市县定价分别在5-8000万、2-3000万、1-2000万，除去东海有了基础，其他省份必须人手一份。」

「一年的总营收预计400亿左右，净利润20-30％，汉东可以给部委40％股份，那第一年汉东就可以还30-50亿的借贷本金。」

"For software platforms, maintenance fees can be charged later, usually around 12%. At most, the ministries can collect all the loan funds in three or four years."

"So, Director, isn't it a good deal?"