"Chairman Yu, are you looking for me?"

Cao Xuan, 53 years old, has a square face and a tall stature.

He is the general manager of the Lingjiang high-speed rail project, responsible for overall project management and coordination.

Yu Ping asked, "President Cao, has Lingjiang recently submitted any documents?"

Cao Xuan's eyes flickered slightly, and he replied, "Yes."

"Lingjiang City Committee Office wants us to pay the initial demolition compensation."

Yu Ping was somewhat dissatisfied, "Why didn't you report it?"

Cao Xuan said, "Chairman Yu, I am the project general manager. Such applications can be directly decided by me. Besides, should we agree to such unreasonable demands?"

For a moment, Yu Ping was speechless.

Indeed, he is the general manager. Unless more funds are needed, decisions of this kind can be made directly.

Yu Ping said, "Lingjiang's finances have been a bit tight lately. Approve this application for them."

Cao Xuan furrowed his brows without speaking.

Yu Ping noticed his unusual expression and figured there might be more to this than met the eye.

"President Cao, do you have a conflict over there in Lingjiang?"

"Conflict, not really."

Upon hearing this, Yu Ping knew there was indeed something going on.

Otherwise, when the local city committee makes such an application, even though he can decide directly, he would still ask him symbolically.

Yu Ping handed him a cigarette, "Alright, don't hold it in. If there's something, just say it. We're all grown men, don't put on a show."

Before the Ministry of Railways was dismantled, they had worked together.

Cao Xuan is an engineer, truly talented, just too straightforward and unaware of social niceties.

If only he were a bit more tactful and adept at navigating relationships, he would at least hold the position of deputy in a railway bureau today.

Cao Xuan lit a cigarette and said, "The Lingjiang railway workers' dormitory is going to be demolished."

"Hmm?" Yu Ping was taken aback, "What?"

Why did the topic suddenly change?

Cao Xuan said, "That area has been included in Lingjiang's old city renovation project and is mobilizing for demolition."

"Demolition... isn't that a good thing?"

"Good my ass!"

Cao Xuan cursed, "A bunch of corrupt officials, doing inhumane deeds! The average price for the railway workers' dormitory area is ten thousand, do you know how much they're offering for demolition?"

"How much?"

"Seven thousand!"

"So little?"

Yu Ping frowned, the price was indeed excessive.

But then he thought about it, Lingjiang's financial situation is tight, otherwise, they wouldn't have asked them for money first.

"Local government affairs are none of our business," he advised.

"Are they outsiders?"

"They are our railway workers!"

Cao Xuan said, "Railway school, railway worker hospital, railway bathhouse... all are within the demolition range. Several thousand railway people!"

"When the Ministry of Railways was dismantled, they couldn't transfer their posts and could only do odd jobs and set up stalls. Now, after waiting for so long for demolition, they don't ask to get rich overnight, but they can't be exploited, right?"

"Not to mention a premium, at least ensure a demolition price of ten thousand, right?"

"Seven thousand, is this acquisition or robbery? It's banditry! If the Ministry of Railways were still here, I'd personally lead the charge and shoot those bastards at the demolition office!"

"Calm down."

"I can't calm down!"

Cao Xuan took a few hard puffs of his cigarette, his emotions slightly calmed, and he said, "At the beginning of the month, I went to the City Government, hoping they would compensate at normal market prices. Each one spoke nicely, but then they turned around and warned them not to talk, or they wouldn't even get seven thousand."

"Never mind, talking to you about this is useless. We are now the Railway Bureau, not the Ministry of Railways. No one cares about us."

He stubbed out his cigarette and said, "I won't approve the application from the Lingjiang City Committee, they can forget about getting this money."

Yu Ping chuckled bitterly, "Old Cao, don't be capricious."

"I'm not being capricious, I'm following the rules and regulations."

"I'm the project general manager. If I don't approve, the money won't reach Lingjiang!"

"Even if you, Yu Ping, say it, it won't matter!"

"At worst, they'll remove me, but let me tell you this, if you dare to remove me from my position, I'll immediately report to the Disciplinary Committee!"

"..." Looking at the fuming Cao Xuan, Yu Ping's mouth twitched.

This guy really has a temper like a dog.

"Fine, you hold onto the money. When Minister Liu asks about it, you explain it to him yourself."

"Minister Liu?" Cao Xuan frowned, "Which Minister Liu?"

"Who else? Your old superior."

Cao Xuan suddenly fell silent, after a moment, he asked, "Is Minister Liu the one who wants the money approved?"

"Otherwise, do you think I'm asking you here for no reason?"

Yu Ping scolded, "That Lingjiang is just a minor prefecture-level city. If Minister Liu hadn't spoken up, would I give their leader any face?"

Cao Xuan asked, "Did Minister Liu say why he's helping?"

"I didn't ask, and I don't dare to ask. If you want to know, go and ask yourself."

"I..." Cao Xuan felt stifled, remained silent for a few seconds, and exhaled deeply, then got up and left.

...

At two in the afternoon.

Song Guanchao suddenly received a call from Liang Jianfeng.

"Mr. Liang, any findings?"

After Director Qin left, he immediately contacted Liang Jianfeng to have him keep an eye on Director Qin.

Calling now must mean he discovered something.

"He deployed over a hundred police officers to Chunyu Road."

"Over a hundred police officers?"

Whoa!

That's quite a grand display.

"What does he intend to do?"

"To monitor demolition households."

Song Guanchao suddenly recalled, no wonder Chunyu Road sounded familiar to him.

Isn't that the place where the demolition households are resettled?

What's the point in monitoring the demolition households so closely?

Worried they'll cause trouble?

It's only the 21st, and there are still several days before the money is distributed.

Besides, why would a Public Security Bureau Chief bother with such matters?

Thinking about how he went to the secretary's office this morning to discuss party discipline and national law, Song Guanchao suddenly had a realization.

He narrowed his eyes, already having a rough idea of what this guy's true purpose was.

He turned and entered the office, asking, "Secretary, did Director Qin discuss party discipline and national law with you all the way this morning, and nothing else?"

Wu Qiangwei shook her head and asked, "Have you found anything?"

"Yes." Song Guanchao said, "Director Qin deployed over a hundred police officers to monitor the demolition households."

"Monitor the demolition households..."

Wu Qiangwei thought for a moment, her expression suddenly turning serious.

At this time, doing such a thing, the purpose is already crystal clear!

She thought Secretary Lu and Mayor Zheng were just trying to free up funds to support the old city renovation projects.

She did not expect them to be so ruthless and cunning!

To secretly employ such dirty tactics!

Suddenly deciding to monitor the demolition households clearly intended to incite a riot among them!

No wonder Director Qin came to discuss party discipline and national law with her this morning.

Once the situation erupts, and the higher-ups ask, Director Qin would smear her, claiming it was her, Wu Qiangwei, who ordered the monitoring of those demolition households.

What a vicious strategy!

Such a black heart!

Wu Qiangwei's breathing became uneven; she always thought that no matter how they fought, they would confine it within a certain scope, not going too far, at least having some bottom line.

But this time, it was too much!

Once the demolition households riot, it is highly likely a major casualty would occur.

As the main person responsible, Wu Qiangwei's political career would be directly ruined!

Secretary Lu and Zheng Bihui intended to drive her to utter ruin!

Wu Qiangwei struggled to restrain her anger, her chest still heaving violently, even the hands placed on the table trembled slightly.

Song Guanchao rarely saw her this furious, quickly saying, "Secretary, anger hurts the body. Moreover, he may have a strategy, but I have a countermeasure. Now that we know their tactics, the initiative is in our hands!"

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