Official excuse: I was sent to work at the grassroots level for training, and Hou Liangping arrested

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Lin Yunfei's phone rang. He looked at the caller ID and saw it was his childhood friend.

Song Xingyu's voice was urgent: "Brother Lin, please do me a favor, I'm begging you."

Lin Yunfei frowned: "You brat, you didn't go to a nightclub to pick up girls again last night. I told you, those places are dirty."

"A-type disease is transmitted from nightclubs, entertainment venues, and other similar establishments."

To put it bluntly, it's about that little thing in your crotch.

Song Xingyu quickly spoke up, stating firmly, "No, absolutely not."

“My wife is strict, and my father is even stricter. He prevents me from investing in Shanghai, so that outsiders can use it against me.”

"Brother Lin, we've been childhood friends. We're good brothers who grew up together."

“Go to Handong and gain experience at the grassroots level. I, your brother, will definitely support you.”

"Flying Tiger Group has developed rapidly in Shanghai in recent years. It can be said that it changes every day."

Lin Yunfei couldn't hold back any longer and cursed, "Get to the point. Don't give me that nonsense. I don't have time to waste on you right now."

Song Xingyu quickly got straight to the point: "I've booked plane tickets with a few buddies. We'll be in Jingzhou City, Handong Province the day after tomorrow to invest 1.5 billion in you."

"An investment of 1.5 billion? What company? What enterprise?"

Lin Yunfei asked with a serious expression, "Xingyu, this is the city center district. All the industrial land in the district was sold off by the former Ding Yizhen."

"I can't even come up with one acre of industrial land right now."

Song Xingyu said in a deep voice, "It's alright. The registered address is in Guangming District, but the production base is in another district of Jingzhou City. In the future, the invoices and taxes will be paid in Guangming District."

Lin Yunfei: "Alright. I agree."

"That's right, there are two in total. One is the Handong branch of a securities company, located in Guangming District, Jingzhou. The total investment is 100 million."

"The second one is my uncle's. He's planning to build an auto parts production base. The total investment is 1.4 billion yuan, which can create 2,000 jobs," Song Xingyu said with a smile.

Lin Yunfei's eyes lit up: "Great! I'm here now. We desperately need to attract investment."

"Send me your uncle's phone number later."

Song Xingyu: "No problem, Brother Lin."

"Well, I'll come back the day after tomorrow. I told my wife that I'll arrive in Jingzhou City, Handong Province tomorrow."

"Remember, don't give anything away. We need to stick to the same story," Song Xingyu said with a grin.

Lin Yunfei said irritably, "Get lost. Damn it, 99% of the lies I've told in my life are yours."

Just after I hung up the phone, Song Xingyu's wife called.

. . . . .

"Brother Fei, I want to ask you something. Is your Guangming District planning to attract investment?"

Lin Yunfei's expression was strange, but he still nodded and said, "Yes, that's right. Xingyu will come tomorrow to introduce me to his uncle. They're planning to open an auto parts production base."

"Sister-in-law, would you like to come along?"

Song Xingyu's wife, named Gu Yu, said, "No, you two have a good chat."

"Brother Fei, if you and your wife have time to come to Shanghai, give me a call in advance and I'll personally arrange your hospitality."

Lin Yunfei suddenly felt a sense of guilt: "Okay, okay, keep in touch when you have time."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yunfei couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Damn it, every time I lie, I'm just endorsing this brat.

. . . . .

After a busy day, just as I was getting ready to leave work...

Zhong Xiaoai suddenly called. Her purpose was to invite him to dinner.

Zhong Xiaoai said softly, "Yunfei, it's been a long time since we last met. Let's go out for dinner tonight."

"Sister Xiao Ai, it's just the two of us. Do we need to invite your husband, Hou Liangping?" Lin Yunfei asked slowly, probing.

Zhong Xiaoai calmly replied, "No need, it's just the two of us."

Lin Yunfei was slightly taken aback, wondering why Zhong Xiaoai suddenly wanted to invite him to dinner. Could it be because of the recent events at Dafeng Factory, and she wanted to express something?

With a hint of doubt in his mind, Lin Yunfei accepted Zhong Xiaoai's invitation and asked where they would be having dinner.

Zhong Xiaoai chose a rather elegant restaurant, where Lin Yunfei was already waiting when he arrived.

Lin Yunfei greeted her with a smile, pulled out a chair and sat down: "Sister Xiao Ai, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting."

Zhong Xiaoai smiled gently: "It's nothing, I just arrived recently. Yunfei, I invited you here today to talk to you about your recent work."

Lin Yunfei's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Zhong Xiaoai really knew something about the Dafeng Factory?

Lin Yunfei nodded calmly, sat up straight, and said, "Alright, Sister Xiao Ai, please feel free to share your thoughts."

Zhong Xiaoai smiled and parted her lips slightly: "I heard from my dad that you got married."

“Yes, I’m like you now, I have a family.” Lin Yunfei’s voice was steady and strong.

Zhong Xiaoai's expression was complicated as she slowly spoke, "We're different, we're not the same."

Her implication was that Lin Yunfei had married Zhao Mengsheng's daughter and become the son-in-law of the Zhao family in the capital.

Zhao Lan has now been appointed as the First Political Commissar of the Handong Provincial Military Region, a powerful Major General.

Lin Yunfei gave a meaningful look: "Sister Xiao Ai, no matter what, it's all about serving the people."

"You're now the deputy director of a department at the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection. You have a bright future ahead of you."

“There, someone like me, a nobody, would be the first to die if a big storm came.”

Upon hearing this, Zhong Xiaoai burst into laughter, unable to contain her joy any longer. She sang out, "Hahaha, you're a nobody? Then what am I?"

"Plankton, you know."

Lin Yunfei couldn't help but laugh: "Just kidding, Sister Xiao Ai."

At the dinner table, the two ate and chatted, creating a very harmonious atmosphere.

However, as the topic gradually shifted to Cai Chenggong's Dafeng Factory and the anti-corruption struggle in Handong Province, Lin Yunfei keenly noticed that Zhong Xiaoai's eyes seemed to carry a complex emotion.

He secretly became wary, wondering if there was some other purpose hidden behind this meal.

Just as he was pondering, Zhong Xiaoai suddenly spoke up: "Yunfei, I heard that you've encountered a lot of trouble recently in dealing with the demolition of Dafeng Factory?"

Lin Yunfei's heart tightened, but he remained calm on the surface: "Yes, Sister Xiao Ai is quite well-informed."

"However, these are all work-related issues, and I will find a way to resolve them."

Zhong Xiaoai sighed softly: "Yunfei, we could have been husband and wife. Hmm... some things may not be as simple as they seem on the surface."

Lin Yunfei's heart skipped a beat. What did Zhong Xiaoai mean by that?

She was deliberately testing me.

He suppressed the turmoil in his heart and maintained a calm expression: "Sister Xiao Ai, what do you mean by that? I don't quite understand."

Zhong Xiaoai was silent for a while before slowly speaking: "Yunfei, I hope you can look at the problem calmly and not be misled by appearances."

"Right now, a political storm is brewing in Handong Province."

"Ding Yizhen's treasonous act has drawn the attention of the central government and the imperial court to Handong."

Zhong Xiaoai slowly began to speak, getting to the point: "Yunfei, what do you think corruption is? What are the standards for corruption?"

Lin Yunfei hesitated for a moment before slowly speaking, "Sister Xiao Ai, let me rephrase my question. Please answer me from the perspective of the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection."

"For example, Jingzhou City is going to open Light Rail Line 8."

"As the Party Secretary of Guangming District, I knew the exact locations of all the platforms on Light Rail Line 8 from Secretary Li Dakang in advance."

"So, I'll tell my family this news in advance."

"I asked my family to buy houses near the light rail line 8 station in advance."

"Stock up in advance."

"Once Line 8 is completed, the property prices in the vicinity will definitely rise, or even rise sharply."

Lin Yunfei raised his right hand and tapped the table: "Sister Xiao Ai, does what I'm doing count as corruption?"

Zhong Xiaoai hesitated for a moment, thought about it seriously, and shook her head: "No, of course not."

"Because investing in real estate, buying houses for investment, is reasonable and legal in the Han Dynasty."

"But Yunfei, if you leak this information to real estate developers..."

"Let the developers purchase residential land near Light Rail Line 8 in advance."

"Once the light rail line 8 is completed and built, housing prices will rise, and developers will reap huge profits."

"And you take a cut from the developer's profits."

"So, doing this becomes corruption." Zhong Xiaoai changed the subject and stated it clearly.

Lin Yunfei nodded, a meaningful smile on his face: "I understand, Sister Xiao Ai."

Zhong Xiaoai's gaze was complicated as she looked directly at Lin Yunfei with her beautiful eyes: "Yunfei, actually, some things don't have a strict right or wrong."

"It's just a difference in perspective and viewpoint."

"Like Dafeng Factory, with more than 1,300 workers, all they want is a stable job and a stable life."

Lin Yunfei seemed to understand something: "Sister Xiao Ai, are you saying that we shouldn't just stand on the government's side, but also on the workers' side to look at this issue?"

At the dinner table, the two continued to eat and chat, and the atmosphere became increasingly harmonious.

Lin Yunfei gradually lowered his guard and chatted with Zhong Xiaoai about his family and his daily work. He mentioned Li Dakang, a particularly difficult superior to deal with.

Zhong Xiaoai also shared her life, her work at the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection, and the obstacles she encountered.

The two felt as if they had returned to many years ago, to when they first met.

Just then, Hou Liangping suddenly appeared.

"Xiao Ai, you actually kept it from me and had dinner with Lin Yunfei?" Hou Liangping's face showed a resentful expression.

In his eyes, the Hulunbuir Grassland stretched out above him, a lush and green expanse.