The work on the City Committee's end has mostly been handed over.

But in officialdom, there are still many matters to attend to.

Liang Hao, he has to meet him.

After all, he had promised Liang Hao back then, within three to five years, to get him into the standing committee.

But, no hurry for now.

Leaving a system-based job isn't that easy.

A regular person would have to report layer by layer, and the higher-ups would also want to have a talk with you, asking about the specific reasons for resigning.

Not to mention someone like him, the Secretary of the Municipal Committee.

According to the normal procedure, it would take at least a month or two to complete the resignation process.

...

"Knock knock."

"Come in."

"Mayor Zheng." Li Jun walked in and said: "We've received some news from over at Fengmen Building."

Zheng Bihui didn't even lift his head and said: "Tell me."

Li Jun said: "I've heard that the demolition price set by the project team is a bit low."

Zheng Bihui said: "That's Secretary Lu's affair."

Li Jun said: "I understand, I just thought I should report it to you, Mayor."

He put down the document and then left the office.

Zheng Bihui picked up the document, flipped through it casually, and was soon drawn to the resettlement price listed on it.

Five thousand?

Has Secretary Lu gone mad?

This price, how dare they set it?

Aren't they afraid of the demolition households causing a scene?

Aren't they afraid Secretary Wu will seize the opportunity to make trouble?

He called Secretary Lu: "Secretary Lu, do you know about the demolition price at Fengmen Building?"

"Yes."

"It's really five thousand?"

"Yes."

"Even though the finances are tight, isn't the price too low?"

They had talked about this after the investment conference.

But he didn't expect Secretary Lu to be so bold, pushing so hard.

"Not too low."

"Secretary Lu, you must think carefully, Wu Qiangwei is always watching you."

The project isn't under his charge now, but after all, the two of them are in the same boat.

If Secretary Lu doesn't get promoted, the position of City Secretary won't be vacated.

Naturally, he doesn't want anything to happen on Secretary Lu's end.

Secretary Lu chuckled: "I'm just afraid she's not watching."

"What do you mean?"

"The literal meaning."

Secretary Lu changed the subject: "How's the foreign investor you've been in contact with recently?"

"Still in contact, if we can negotiate this project, the position of City Secretary will be rock solid."

"It will need quite a bit of money, right?"

"We'll need to use some funds in the early stages, then borrow a bit from the bank."

"Don't borrow, when you finish negotiating your project, the finances should have money."

"Hmm? What do you mean?"

The fiscal budget is already dry, where would the money come from?

"You'll know by then."

"Secretary Lu, no need to be mysterious between us, right?" He felt a bit displeased.

Secretary Lu laughed: "The Fengmen Building project, I estimate, will be stopped."

Zheng Bihui first frowned, then realized something, and his tone turned a bit cold: "Are you eyeing my project?"

"Don't misunderstand, Mayor Zheng, I have no such intentions."

Secretary Lu said: "I won't meddle in your project. But the old city renovation project, the financial pressure is too great, forcing it through will only lead to conflicts, it may even incite a riot among the demolition households."

"Barring any accidents, I'll call a halt to it in due time."

Mayor Zheng grew increasingly puzzled by his meaning: "Call a halt... then what will you do?"

Without this project's support, what will Lu Zhizhong use to go to the provincial level?

Secretary Lu didn't directly answer, instead saying: "The demolition costs will be pushed down further these next few days, I'm planning to push it to around two thousand."

"How much?" Mayor Zheng was shocked, but immediately realized that Secretary Lu must have a reason for doing so.

It's just unknown, what reason.

"What are you planning to do?"

"Alas."

Secretary Lu sighed: "As I said, the finances are out of money, that's the primary reason."

"If there were money, I wouldn't call a halt either."

"As for what to do, I can't tell you right now."

Mayor Zheng asked: "When will the halt be called?"

Secretary Lu said: "That depends on when Secretary Wu can't hold back and reports me."

Mayor Zheng's eyes suddenly lit up.

He understood Secretary Lu's intention.

Pushing down the demolition costs is aiming to force Wu Qiangwei to jump out and report him!

But...

"Secretary Wu wouldn't be that foolish, right?"

"Hehe, of course, Secretary Wu isn't that foolish, but Secretary Song might be."

"Him?" Mayor Zheng asked skeptically: "I don't think he would report."

"My view is the exact opposite of yours."

Secretary Lu said: "Secretary Song is someone who can't tolerate injustice. As long as he knows, he will definitely report."

"Even knowing the consequences of reporting, he wouldn't care."

"This person can be quite single-minded sometimes."

Zheng Bihui neither agreed nor disagreed, as after all, he didn't understand Song Guanchao that well.

In his impression, Song Guanchao was just an idiot and a violent maniac.

He hung up the phone.

Zheng Bihui pondered Secretary Lu's plan.

The step to call a halt to the old city renovation project, he thought it over repeatedly, and couldn't figure out why it was necessary or what significance it had.

...

Wu Qiangwei canceled her scheduled plans.

In her current state, she's not fit to go out for research.

Song Guanchao's sudden resignation disrupted her plans.

Or rather, it disturbed her mind.

Her brain was now in chaos, not a thought for work to be found.

In the evening, she sat on the sofa, clutching a beer can, and the coffee table was littered with crooked, empty beer cans.

A blush of alcohol rose on her cheeks, her eyes glazed, clearly very drunk.

She casually placed the empty beer can down, grabbed another one, tore it open, and after just two gulps, she suddenly choked, coughing violently.

Tears sprang to her eyes from the coughing.

She leaned back on the sofa, her eyes a bit vacant, her mind in a state of emptiness.

After a few seconds, she suddenly grabbed her phone, found Song Guanchao's number, and dialed it.

Song Guanchao was having a hotpot with the old man, sipping white wine now and then, swaying happily.

He picked up the vibrating phone, hesitated a bit when he saw the caller ID.

Should he answer it?

He would answer.

Come to think of it, he wasn't officially resigned yet.

Yes, that's it, I haven't resigned yet.

He came up with an excuse.

"Hello, Shu..."

"Come over."

"What?"

"Come over!" Wu Qiangwei shouted and hung up the phone.

Song Guanchao's eardrum almost shattered.

Come over?

Where to?

Home?

So I'll come just because you said so?

"Girlfriend?"

"No."

"Boss?"

"Yes."

"If your boss calls you, better hurry over."

"Not going."

"Kid, arguing with a woman? Have a bit of ambition?"

Song Guanchao thought about it seriously, nodded, and said: "You're right, arguing with a woman is beneath me, you go ahead and drink, I'll head over now."

He grabbed his coat and got up to leave.

"..."

The old man paused with the tofu above the pot, and only after he had gone out the door did he curse: "Really took that as an easy way out."

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