Me! A high-ranking official!

He spent an afternoon touring several famous natural scenic spots and ancient towns in Yong'an County. After looking around, based on his professional perspective, he felt that they were just so-so. The commercial streets were all similar, the souvenirs from Yiwu were all the same, and the cultural tourism was very normal. There was no particularly outstanding core competitiveness.

After wandering around, it was already past 5 p.m., so I went to the bus station, hailed a taxi, and headed straight for Linshui County.

By the time he finally arrived back at the Luo Family Village Committee after a bumpy journey, it was already 7:30 p.m.

He had just poured himself a cup of hot water in his dormitory, preparing to call Liu Zhijun over to find out about the door repairman he had hired today and the situation in the village, when his cell phone suddenly rang.

He took it out and saw three words flashing on the screen: Zhou Qingyan. He was curious. Why would this cold-faced, delicate wife who had just dumped him on the street take the initiative to call him?

After the call connected, Zhou Qingyan's cold, emotionless voice came through as usual: "I've already called the main leaders of the municipal party committee, reported my marital status, and explained our superior-subordinate working relationship. Be prepared in the next couple of days; there may be changes in your work at any time!"

He was taken aback for a moment upon hearing this, then realized what was happening.

The principle of avoiding close relatives!

Within the system, this is an ironclad rule. Zhou Qingyan is the county party secretary of Linshui County, the top leader, while Zhao Jianguo, although only the first secretary of a village, is of a vastly different rank, but nominally still a cadre under Zhou Qingyan's jurisdiction. Now that the two have become a legal couple, in order to avoid suspicion, he must be transferred!

However, although he hadn't been in Luojia Village for long, he had already developed feelings for the place. The streetlights had just been approved, the environmental protection bank had just started to show promise, and the villagers had just begun to trust him. At this point, he was extremely reluctant to leave.

He hesitated for a moment, then frowned and asked, "When are you being transferred?"

Zhou Qingyan said coldly, "The city leaders are still in a meeting to discuss this, but I mentioned that your position is in the county's Culture and Tourism Bureau. You are a village-based cadre dispatched by a higher-level bureau, and your work is usually managed by the town. You do not have a direct and close superior-subordinate relationship with me, the county party secretary. Therefore, according to the flexibility of the avoidance principle, we may not necessarily have to let you go."

Hearing this, his tense nerves relaxed slightly: "It's best if we don't leave. Things in the village have just started, and I don't want to give up halfway."

After hanging up the phone, he sat on the edge of the bed and couldn't help but smack his lips.

Zhou Qingyan's decisive and efficient style is truly impressive! Less than five hours after receiving the marriage certificate, he bypassed the county and went directly to report to the municipal party committee leaders!

He could even imagine that when the city's top leaders heard that Zhou Qingyan, this political star with a powerful background and a promising future, had unexpectedly married a divorced rural clerk from Linshui County who had recently been embroiled in a scandal, their jaws would probably drop to the ground in shock!

But then he thought about it again and felt relieved.

When the Discipline Inspection Commission investigated Cao Wenting before, their affair had already been registered with the Municipal Discipline Inspection Commission. Although it was under the pretext of a single man and woman dating, it was still a form of advance notification. Now that they have successfully tied the knot and obtained their marriage certificate, it is completely reasonable in terms of organizational procedures, and there is nothing wrong with it.

"This risky move has turned out well." He touched the bright red marriage certificate in his pocket and breathed a sigh of relief.

Thinking that he might be transferred away from Luojia Village at any time by a transfer order from the city, he sat in his simple dormitory with a heavy heart. Of the three things he promised the villagers during the live broadcast a few days ago, the health clinic has been settled because of the unexpected incident on Du Yu's side, but the other two things, "village elderly care" and "rural economic circulation", are still just blueprints in his mind.

In particular, the "economic cycle" requires long-term planning and industrial support. If he leaves now, Luojia Village will likely return to its old state of relying on the weather and being a disorganized mess.

"Now that I've received that certificate, I must leave something of real value for Luo Family Village before I leave, so as not to fail in my public office." He was staring at the map of the village, deep in thought.

Just then, a steady engine sound came to a stop in front of the village committee.

Immediately afterward, the light shone through the window, and he stood up and walked to the door. There, he saw a black Toyota MPV parked. The door slid open, and two burly men in suits got out first, skillfully lifting a specially made electric wheelchair from the trunk.

In the wheelchair sat a woman with delicate features but a cold and aloof aura.

After seeing the other person's face clearly, his eyelids twitched slightly, and he was greatly surprised.

This woman was none other than the behind-the-scenes owner of that extremely secretive and massive dogfighting arena nearby. He had once gone to that place alone to deal with the Jubao Pen usury, and he still owed this woman a small favor.

How did this kind of big sister who operates in the gray area suddenly find her way to Luo Family Village?

"What a distinguished guest!" He pulled himself together, smiled, and went out to greet him. "What brings you, our big boss, to this remote mountain village?"

The woman maneuvered her wheelchair and, accompanied by two bodyguards, stopped in front of Zhao Jianguo. She smiled faintly and said, "Mr. Zhao, you are too kind. I am just a disabled person with limited mobility. I am hardly a distinguished guest. I have come uninvited. I hope Mr. Zhao will not take offense."

"Did you come to see me?" he asked tentatively.

The woman nodded, glancing around the deserted village committee compound. "Is it convenient for me to discuss some serious business with Mr. Zhao?"

"It's convenient, please come in. I'll be alone here tonight." He chuckled, stepped aside to gesture for her to enter, and led her into the conference room. He poured her a glass of water and rubbed his hands together somewhat awkwardly. "The conditions here are simple; there's not even tea in sight. I don't have the habit of being pretentious, so please just have some plain water."

"The water is fine, it's clean." The woman picked up her water glass, took a sip, and glanced at the map hanging on the conference room wall. Her tone was playful: "I'm not the kind of person who cares about appearances, Mr. Zhao, please don't stand on ceremony."

He pulled out a chair and sat down, looking directly at the other person: "For a big boss like you, time is money. Let's get straight to the point. What exactly did you come to Luo Family Village for?"

The woman smiled slightly and said softly, "I heard that Mr. Zhao is stationed in this village and is doing a great job. Although I have never been here before, I have been following you. The environmental bank and village lighting you set up in Luojia Village are very well-known in our area. I admire Mr. Zhao from the bottom of my heart for being willing to bend down and do practical things for the people."