Nominal: The Handong Game, the Energy System's Counterattack

After the person from the Organization Department finished reading the resolution on Luo Junzhen's concurrent appointment as the Director of the Jingzhou Public Security Bureau, he said goodbye to Li Dakang and left the meeting.

After a sparse round of applause, Luo Junzhen sat down in the spot where Zhao Donglai had been sitting.

The meeting room fell silent again. Li Dakang glanced at Luo Junzhen, then lowered his head to look through the documents.

After a while, he looked up, glanced around the room, and tapped his fingers on the table: "Continue the meeting."

His voice was colder than before.

"Director Qian, please tell us first, what is the severance pay for the laid-off employees of Dafeng Factory?"

After asking the question, Li Dakang turned his head and scanned all the cadres present.

Finally, his gaze settled on Wu Xiongfei, who was sitting to his left.

Wu Xiongfei sat upright in his seat, looking ahead with a serious expression, seemingly unaware that Li Dakang's gaze was fixed on him.

"Okay, Secretary Li, I'll report to you and your colleagues."

Director Qian of the Jingzhou Municipal Finance Bureau glanced furtively at Mayor Wu Xiongfei and reported in a trembling voice.

"According to preliminary calculations, the resettlement expenses for the 1,365 employees of Dafeng Factory amount to more than 45.1 million yuan."

"But Tsai Cheng-cheng, the owner of Dafeng Factory, has gone bankrupt, is heavily in debt, and has no ability to repay."

Previously, the equity of Dafeng Factory was awarded to Shanshui Group by the municipal court.

"However, when Tsai Cheng-cheng borrowed money from the Shanshui Group, he signed a supplementary agreement stating that the Shanshui Group would not be responsible for the resettlement of the Dafeng Factory employees."

"Therefore, the Shanshui Group does not want to contribute to this resettlement payment."

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Director Qian briefly explained the issue of resettlement funds for Dafeng Factory.

The entire conference room fell silent once again.

"So, it all boils down to 45 million in resettlement funds." Finally, Li Dakang spoke up. "Cai Chenggong is bankrupt and can't pay. The Shanshui Group won't pay either. What are we going to do?"

"Can't this be resolved?" Li Dakang seemed to have emerged from the shadow of Zhao Donglai being taken away and had once again transformed into the domineering municipal party secretary.

"Isn't Dafeng Factory going to be demolished?" He asked each person, and they all lowered their heads.

It seems that his passive role at the Provincial Party Committee Standing Committee meeting is a thing of the past, and Li Dakang has regained his ability to make decisions and intimidate everyone.

Seeing that no one responded, Li Dakang questioned again, "Nobody's talking? Is this the attitude for solving a problem? Is this how you want to solve it?"

"Can't you solve this?" He threw the pen on the table. "Fine, I'll solve it today."

"The government will pay for this, and everyone can take responsibility."

Wow, these words startled everyone. All the cadres exchanged glances privately, not daring to utter a single word.

"Zhao...Sun Liancheng, you tell me," Li Dakang said, looking at Zhao Dehan and Sun Liancheng. "How many have you claimed?"

He originally wanted to mention Zhao Dehan, the current Party Secretary of Guangming District, but then he remembered Zhou Chuyi from the Standing Committee meeting and quickly changed his mind to mention Sun Liancheng, the District Head of Guangming District.

"Secretary Li, you decide. Whatever amount you name, we'll pay."

Sun Liancheng didn't want to clash directly with Li Dakang, so he casually agreed, knowing he wouldn't sign off on a single penny anyway.

The Bright District has no money. I'd give you everything, but the Bright District just doesn't have any spare cash. You can kill me if you want.

"Bullshit, I'll tell you to pay up, will you?" Li Dakang's face darkened. "If you pay up, then this meeting is pointless."

He could see through Sun Liancheng's attitude; it was clearly Fu Yan's.

Hey, how can a municipal party secretary be so rude?

Sun Liancheng wanted to stand up and confront Li Dakang, since he wasn't without support now.

Just as he was about to speak, Zhao Dehan chuckled and tugged at his sleeve.

Sun Liancheng changed the subject: "If I pay for everything, then what's the point of having them?"

"Secretary Li, our district really is out of money. There's simply no land left to sell in Guangming District."

"Ding Yizhen sold everything that could be sold, and the money didn't even reach the district. Where would we get any more money?"

"We're tightening our belts right now, and it's going to be tough to get paid soon."

"You mean, I should give you some more?" Li Dakang was almost laughing in exasperation at Sun Liancheng.

"It would be even better if the city could provide some subsidies," Sun Liancheng replied shamelessly.

Li Dakang was surprised that Sun Liancheng actually wanted the city to give them money, and stared intently at Sun Liancheng.

Zhao Dehan, who was standing to the side, was so surprised by Sun Liancheng’s humor that he almost burst out laughing. He quickly picked up his teacup and took a sip.

"Uh, no, I didn't dare to expect the city to actually give us any money."

Seeing Li Dakang's gaze, Sun Liancheng felt he had let himself go a bit, and quickly smiled and took back what he had said.

"That's good enough." Li Dakang looked coldly at Sun Liancheng.

"God of Wealth, make a statement." Looking at Sun Liancheng's nonchalant attitude, Li Dakang turned to look at Director Qian of the Municipal Finance Bureau.

Director Qian had been watching Li Dakang and Sun Liancheng's back-and-forth banter with amusement, but he never expected that Li Dakang would set his sights on him.

"Secretary Li, the city's finances are all budgeted, this money..."

Unlike Director Qian in the TV series who said he would squeeze out some money, he secretly glanced at Wu Xiongfei and said directly that the money in the treasury is planned and cannot be used recklessly.

"Twenty million." Regardless of what Director Qian said, Li Dakang simply gave a thumbs-up.

"Secretary Li, this..." Director Qian was anxious. "Where will this money come from? Just let the finance department pay for it."

However, before he could speak, Li Dakang raised his hand to interrupt him.

Li Dakang stopped looking at Director Qian and turned to Luo Junzhen, the temporary police chief, asking, "How much can the police's stability maintenance fund contribute?"

After he finished speaking, Li Dakang realized that the police chief was not Zhao Donglai, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Secretary Li, the stability maintenance fund is a special fund; can it be used here?"

Sure enough, Luo Junzhen's counter-question left Li Dakang rooted to the spot.

Luo Junzhen is not like Zhao Donglai, who immediately asked him to use the stability maintenance fund.

Is Li Dakang trying to get Luo Junzhen punished as soon as he arrives?

Seeing Li Dakang opening and closing his mouth as if he wanted to say something but hesitated, he simply stopped talking.

He harbored considerable resentment towards Li Dakang's behavior.

I knew Li Dakang was domineering before, but I never imagined their meetings would be like this.

Are they going to just hand out the resettlement funds for Dafeng Factory through a meeting? And they're even trying to take over the public security bureau's stability maintenance fund?

It's ridiculous. No wonder Governor Liu and Governor Zhou don't seem to like this Party Secretary of Jingzhou.

After being rebuffed by Luo Junzhen, Li Dakang turned to the others with a gloomy expression.

They were so used to giving orders to Zhao Donglai that they forgot the current police chief wasn't Zhao Donglai, but Luo Junzhen from the provincial department.

This made Li Dakang much more aware of the situation, and he stopped trying to take advantage of the public security stability maintenance fund.

With the police no longer involved, Li Dakang looked towards another place with money.

"Director Wang, how much can be allocated from the urban construction department?"

The director of the Housing and Urban-Rural Development Bureau, who was watching the show from a distance, froze upon hearing Li Dakang's words.