Sent to the countryside, I turned the health center into a top-tier hospital.

Cui Ying's parents were now completely convinced and showered Ding Peng with praise.

"Little Ding really has a lot of connections!"

"Now the factory is completely stable. With Xiao Ding's help, we don't have to worry anymore!"

Listening to Cui Ying's parents' praise, Ding Peng's smile grew even wider. He held his head high and puffed out his chest, becoming the sole center of attention in the room.

The way they looked at Chen Ping was as if he were a clown jumping around.

But they all seemed to have forgotten one thing: when Ding Peng called Guo Changlin just now, he didn't even give his address before Guo Changlin hung up on him.

How could Guo Changlin's sudden appearance be due to Ding Peng's phone call?

At this moment, Cui Ying was trembling with anger, biting her lip tightly, but she was powerless to refute. She could only look anxiously at Chen Ping, hoping for a turn of events.

Chen Ping smiled faintly and gave Cui Ying a reassuring look.

Guo Changlin knew best in his heart who he had come for.

A few minutes later, Guo Changlin finished washing up and returned to the private room.

At this moment, Ding Peng was still basking in the superiority of being the center of attention, and was preparing to step forward again to exchange pleasantries, finalize the factory deal, and completely crush Chen Ping.

But what happened next plunged him into despair.

After Guo Changlin entered the room, he completely ignored Ding Peng, who was looking on expectantly and about to greet him.

He immediately and accurately locked onto Chen Ping, then strode quickly toward him.

All the gentle politeness he had shown to Ding Peng earlier vanished, replaced by heartfelt respect and solemnity.

He strode up to Chen Ping, bowed slightly, his posture extremely humble, and said sincerely, "Dr. Chen, I'm so sorry. I was driving too fast just now and was covered in sweat, so I went to the restroom to wash up. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

boom!

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence; the air seemed to freeze completely.

The smiles of Cui Ying's parents, who had just been loudly praising her, instantly froze on their faces, their faces drained of color, their minds went blank, and they stood there dumbfounded, their hands and feet ice cold.

They had absolutely no idea what was going on.

Ding Peng's foot suddenly stopped, and he froze on the spot, his whole body stiff.

The smug smile on his face cracked and vanished inch by inch, his pupils contracted wildly, and his eyes were filled with disbelief and panic.

His most prized connections, the flattery he had just received, and all his sense of superiority shattered completely at that moment.

Guo Changlin seemed not to recognize him at all as the "young master of the Ding family," his gaze fixed solely on Chen Ping, respectfully awaiting instructions.

Chen Ping raised his eyes, his expression calm, and said lightly, "Director Guo, you don't need to be so polite. I'm sorry to have bothered you by calling you here at the last minute."

"No problem! It's my honor to serve Dr. Chen!" Guo Changlin replied quickly, his attitude extremely respectful.

The stark contrast and blatant slap in the face instantly captivated the entire audience.

Ding Peng stood there, caught between a rock and a hard place. His cheeks burned as if he had been slapped several times. His blood rushed to his head, and shame, embarrassment, jealousy, and resentment overwhelmed him, causing him to completely break down.

He finally realized that the politeness, small talk, and so-called father-son relationship he had just experienced were merely bureaucratic formalities!

Guo Changlin came here specifically tonight, not to give Ding Peng face, nor because of that rejected phone call, but solely for Chen Ping!

Just moments ago he was so arrogant and sarcastic, and so smug. Now he is just as pathetic and ashamed.

"Director Guo, please have a seat," Chen Ping said calmly.

"Okay, Dr. Chen."

Guo Changlin responded respectfully and took the empty seat next to Chen Ping.

His posture was upright and humble, just like a subordinate facing an elder or a junior facing a VIP, without any airs or intimidation of a department-level cadre.

After taking his seat, Guo Changlin took the initiative to ask, "Dr. Chen, why did you call me over so urgently? Is there something you need me to do? Please feel free to tell me."

Chen Ping glanced at Cui's father, whose expression was complicated and whose mind was in turmoil, and said calmly, "This is not my business, it is Uncle Cui's business."

"Uncle Cui has a factory in the development zone. Recently, it has been subjected to frequent targeted inspections, which has completely disrupted normal production. Orders are piling up, delivery dates are delayed, and he is under great pressure and is even on the verge of collapse."

"You know the ins and outs of this better than I do. Let Uncle Cui explain the situation to you in detail."

At Chen Ping's signal, Cui's father, who had been standing there in a daze for a long time, suddenly came to his senses, his face full of astonishment and ecstasy.

He quickly stepped forward, his voice tinged with excitement and unease, and recounted in detail the recent ordeal at the factory.

From unwarranted high-frequency spot checks, deliberate nitpicking on compliance, and endless difficulties with equipment hygiene, to factory shutdowns, worker wage pressures, and the risk of huge breach of contract penalties, everything was truthfully recounted.

Guo Changlin listened quietly, his brows furrowing slightly, a hint of anger flashing in his eyes.

He knew perfectly well that a city-wide compliance inspection would never be so intensively targeted at a single private enterprise.

This precise suppression is clearly the result of someone making private contact, targeting others, and abusing their power to exert pressure. It is a typical case of abusing power for personal gain and deliberately making things difficult.

After hearing the whole story, Guo Changlin didn't hesitate at all and immediately made a decision, "Okay, I understand."

"Don't worry, starting tonight, I guarantee your factory will resume normal production, and there will be no more of these unreasonable and targeted frequent inspections and harassment."

"I will not interfere with normal and compliant spot checks, but anyone who dares to take the opportunity to exert pressure or deliberately cause trouble will be held strictly accountable."

"If you encounter any difficulties in the factory or any department deliberately makes things difficult for you in the future, you don't need to ask around for help or pull strings. Just call me directly, and I will handle it personally."

In short, it was a powerful statement.

Guo Changlin, who essentially held the power of life and death over all enterprises in the development zone, directly provided the Cui family's factory with the strongest protective shield.

Upon hearing this, Mr. Cui felt an immense sense of relief. The anxiety and despair that had been building up for days vanished, and he was overjoyed, his eyes even slightly reddening.

The mountain that had been weighing on his heart for days was completely removed by Chen Ping with just a few words and a few casual remarks.

He quickly picked up the liquor glass on the table, poured it to the brim, and respectfully presented it to Guo Changlin with both hands, his tone full of gratitude: "Director Guo! Thank you so much! You've truly done the Cui family a tremendous favor! This glass is a toast to you!"

Cui's mother, standing to the side, quickly echoed her sentiments, her face full of excitement, her gaze towards Chen Ping now completely transformed.

The previous disdain and indifference have all turned into shock, awe, and deep guilt and shame.

But Guo Changlin gently raised his hand, politely waving it away to decline, his attitude sincere: "I won't drink."

"I drove here. Don't drink and drive."

"Furthermore, I need to take Dr. Chen back to the Tianhai Hotel later, and I need to stay on duty the whole time, so I can't drink alcohol."

After he finished speaking, the entire room fell silent once again.

The director of the development zone management committee made a special trip to the bureau to solve other people's problems, and afterwards he even personally escorted Chen Ping back to his hotel.

This level of treatment and attention is something that not only ordinary entrepreneurs, but even many mid-level managers at Tianhai cannot obtain.

Mr. Cui, holding his wine glass in both hands, froze in mid-air, utterly shocked. He quickly changed his tune, saying, "It was my oversight! Then I'll toast Director Guo with tea instead of wine!"

Guo Changlin picked up the teacup in front of him and took a small sip as a response.

At this moment, Cui Ying was completely stunned.

She stood there, her clear eyes fixed on Chen Ping, her gaze filled with disbelief and shock.

She had always known that Chen Ping was a highly skilled and composed doctor, and that he had an extraordinary network of connections, but she never imagined that Chen Ping's influence was this great.

Guo Changlin's treatment of Chen Ping was far from ordinary politeness or a matter of personal favor.

It is a heartfelt respect, a sense of awe, and a careful attempt to please; it is the absolute respect that subordinates have for their superiors, juniors for their elders, and beneficiaries for their benefactors.

Ding Peng, standing to the side, was deathly pale and his body was ice-cold. He felt like an unwanted outsider in the corner, and his face was burning.

"Uncle Cui, you guys keep drinking, I'm going to the restroom."

Ding Peng stepped out of the private room, his eyes blazing with fury. "Chen Ping, do you think you're so great just because you know Guo Changlin? Our Ding family's connections go far beyond just Guo Changlin."

Ding Peng took out his phone and immediately called his father, Ding Zhonghua. He was determined to regain the face he had lost today.