Courtyard House: From Deputy Division Commander to Civilian, Progressing All the Way

"You want fertilizer? Sure."

Lin Weidong straightened up and held up one finger.

"First, return those fifteen tractors to me immediately, intact. If even a single screw is missing, you'll have to pay for it yourselves!"

"Secondly, have your Director Liu personally come to Linnan to have me sign a document guaranteeing that Pingjiang County will provide 500 laborers to support next year's farmland irrigation projects!"

"Agree to these two conditions, and I'll have the warehouse opened and the goods released right now."

"I won't agree..."

Lin Weidong waved his hand sharply: "Security Section! Anyone who dares to take a single step in is to be arrested on charges of sabotaging a key state-owned production unit and sent to the Public Security Bureau!"

With a whoosh.

More than a dozen security officers simultaneously drew their rubber batons from their waists and took a step forward in unison.

The air froze instantly.

No one dared to take another step forward.

The people of Pingjiang County looked at each other in dismay, their morale completely crushed.

The bearded man gritted his teeth, knowing he was in the wrong, and dared not confront the deputy chief steward head-on.

"Fine! Deputy Chief Steward Lin, you win! I'll go find our bureau chief as soon as I get back!"

The bearded man waved his hand and shouted, "Brothers, let's retreat!"

Dozens of tractors and oxcarts turned around sheepishly and left the factory gate in a grand procession.

A crisis that was about to escalate into a group conflict was swiftly and decisively resolved by Lin Weidong with just a few words.

Not only did they retain their fertilizer quota, but they also managed to get their equipment back from the neighboring county and even pre-booked next year's labor force.

This calculation is extremely shrewd.

He Yuzhu, standing under the old locust tree, stared in disbelief.

"Goodness gracious... Wei Dong, that kid, is more cunning than a honeycomb briquette now." He Yuzhu couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.

"Back when he was using cannons to bombard tanks, there weren't so many complicated procedures."

Lin Yang stood with his hands behind his back, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes.

Politics has never been about fighting and killing.

Politics is an exchange of interests, focusing on the big picture while letting go of the small details, and using the most reasonable means to achieve the ultimate goal.

Lin Weidong's performance just now was a perfect blend of firmness and gentleness. He grasped the other party's weakness while leaving room for negotiation.

He has matured completely.

After the crowd dispersed, the factory gate returned to calm.

Lin Weidong let out a long breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Just as I was about to turn around and go back to the factory, I suddenly caught a glimpse of two figures under the old locust tree by the roadside.

Lin Weidong's body jolted violently.

He was frozen in place as if he had been frozen in place by a spell.

Even from a distance of more than ten meters, he could never mistake that dark gray Zhongshan suit, that towering figure like a mountain.

Lin Weidong's breathing became rapid.

Ignoring the mud and water on the ground, he strode towards the old locust tree.

Because he was running too fast, his canvas shoes slipped and he almost fell, but he managed to steady himself and rushed to Lin Yang.

"dad……"

Lin Weidong's voice trembled slightly, and his Adam's apple bobbed violently.

He never expected that the phone call he made last night would lead to his father miraculously appearing here this afternoon.

And without alerting anyone, they stood quietly under an old locust tree, watching him handle the dispute.

Lin Yang looked at his son, who was covered in mud and had a slightly rough face.

There was no small amount of concern or emotional expression.

"You acted quite well," Lin Yang commented casually.

Lin Weidong grinned, revealing his white teeth, with a hint of his former reckless spirit.

"I'm sorry you had to see this."

"Uncle He!" Lin Weidong greeted He Yuzhu again.

He Yuzhu stepped forward and punched Lin Weidong in the chest without any hesitation.

"You're a tough guy, aren't you?" He Yuzhu sized up Lin Weidong. "But you're dressed like a vagrant."

Lin Weidong casually brushed the dust off his jacket.

"When you're working at the grassroots level, if you dress too neatly, the people will think you're putting on airs and can't get things done."

He looked around and found that there really were only his father and He Yuzhu.

"Dad, you just came like this? Didn't the provincial authorities know?"

"If the provincial authorities knew, would I still be able to see what just happened?" Lin Yang retorted.

Lin Weidong scratched his head and quickly stepped aside.

"It's windy here, please come to my office and sit down."

Lin Weidong led Lin Yang and He Yuzhu into the fertilizer plant.

Along the way, the workers greeted Lin Weidong warmly, calling him "Manager Lin".

His eyes revealed genuine respect.

Lin Yang saw all of this and understood the situation.

Lin Weidong's office is at the far end of the second floor of the factory's office building.

It's called an office, but it's actually just a room converted from an old warehouse.

The white plaster in the corner had crumbled and covered the floor, and there was a puddle of water on the ceiling.

The room was extremely sparsely furnished, with a peeling desk, two metal filing cabinets, and a cot.

The table was piled high with blueprints and various reports.

The only valuable thing was probably the black crank telephone on the corner of the table.

Lin Weidong moved two wooden chairs over, wiped the dust off them with his sleeve, and invited Lin Yang and He Yuzhu to sit down.

Then he turned around and took two chipped enamel mugs, and poured two cups of boiled water from the thermos.

"The conditions are basic, this is all we have," Lin Weidong said somewhat embarrassedly.

Lin Yang calmly accepted the teacup and warmed it in his hands.

"Tell me, what exactly happened?" Lin Yang leaned back in his chair, staring intently at his son.

Lin Weidong pulled up a chair and sat opposite Lin Yang, his expression becoming serious.

"Dad, I want to develop agricultural industrialization."

Lin Weidong pointed to a map of Linan City on the wall.

"Linnan is seven-tenths plains and three-tenths hills. It has no mineral resources and no heavy industry base."

"Forcing the factory to start operations is tantamount to suicide."

"Our only advantage is that we have a large population and flat terrain."

Lin Weidong spoke very quickly, clearly having rehearsed these words countless times in his mind.

"Therefore, I plan to use the fertilizer plant as the core and radiate outwards to establish an agricultural and sideline product processing base."

"Transform surplus labor into industrial workers, process primary agricultural products into canned goods, animal feed, and even cooking oil, and then sell them to the eastern coastal areas!"

A fanatical light gleamed in Lin Weidong's eyes.

"But the provincial authorities have differing opinions," Lin Yang pointed out the problem incisively.

"Yes." Lin Weidong nodded.

"Deputy Secretary Li of the Provincial Party Committee believes that Linan should take the path of 'large-scale construction and renovation' to develop its infrastructure and attract foreign investment."

"He withheld five million yuan of special funds allocated for the second phase expansion of our fertilizer plant, insisting that we use it to repair the city center square and guesthouse."

Lin Weidong sneered: "A vanity project! The people of Lin'nan can't even afford meat, who are we building this square for?"

Lin Yang did not immediately express his opinion.

He looked at Lin Weidong and posed an extremely pointed question:

"Without this five million, would your second phase of expansion even be possible?"

This is a test.

If Lin Weidong is helpless when resources are limited, it means he is still at the level of relying on the charity of his superiors.

Lin Weidong met his father's gaze without flinching.

"able."

Lin Weidong took out a thick letter of intent from his desk drawer.

"I have no money, but I have land and I have access to government policies."

"I've already contacted Uncle Pei Yihong from the Han River region."

Lin Weidong revealed a trump card that even Lin Yang found unexpected.

"The home appliance industry chain in Hanjiang is developing rapidly, but they are facing serious labor shortages and insufficient supply of agricultural and sideline products."

"I reached a betting agreement with Uncle Pei."

"Hanjiang Heavy Industry's machinery plant provided Linan Fertilizer Plant with a complete set of equipment for its second-phase expansion, valued at three million yuan, through an equipment investment."

"In exchange, Linan City will supply 500,000 tons of agricultural and sideline products to the Han River at affordable prices over the next five years, and will also organize 20,000 laborers to work in factories along the Han River."

Lin Weidong tapped his knuckles on the table, making a resounding sound.