Who wants to take the civil service exam after being reborn?

Chapter 485 Zheng Bu, who doesn't like rain

"Old Wan, ask him again, when does Zheng Weizhong plan to make his move?"

Chen then posed another question to Wan Xulin.

Perhaps because of his diamond membership card at the club, Gao Zichuan was very open with his information.

Wan Xulin replied, "I heard it's at the end of this month. By then, with the Olympics approaching, no one will be paying attention to retroactive data. He plans to first select two inconspicuous provinces and shut down the cooperation between China Mobile and China Mobile. If there isn't much public opinion, the next step will be to completely restrict the cooperation."

"The end of the month?"

Chen thought to himself that there were only half a month left, but the 50 yuan was well spent. "Information gap" is an important resource in business competition.

What about the attitudes of the other leaders at headquarters?

Chen continued to ask.

After a while, Wan Xulin replied: "The other leaders don't know, because Zheng Weizhong was promoted from the head of the Capital Branch, so the Capital Branch was the first place to implement this policy."

With the help of Senior 007, Chen gradually pieced together the whole story, realizing that it was only Zheng Weizhong who was "stirring things up".

"It seems the key to solving this problem is to take down Zheng Weizhong."

Chen thought to himself, then turned around and felt that there was something wrong with the tone.

When did it become so easy to "take down" a deputy ministerial-level leader?

"Old Wan, you tell General Manager Gao."

Chen then instructed, "Mr. Gao probably has a friend who also loves to sing in real life, so you plan to give him another membership card worth 10 yuan, so that Mr. Gao and his good friend can come out and relax together. Sharing is worse than enjoying alone."

A moment later, Wan Xulin's message arrived.

He didn't reply with "President Gao doesn't have this friend in real life," but rather understood what Chen meant.

Do you have any other questions?

Wan Xulin asked for instructions.

Actually, Lao Wan was also very curious about what kind of question was worth 100,000 yuan.

"I want to know Zheng Weizhong's license plate number, home address, and hobbies!"

Chen's eyes flashed with a sharp light, completely different from his usual gentle and refined demeanor.

It's like a giant python waiting for its chance to devour an elephant.

This time, Wan Xulin waited a long time without receiving a reply.

Chen Zhe understood perfectly, just like if someone wanted to buy "Vice President Xu Ning's Opinions on Campus Infrastructure Projects" from him at a high price.

If it has little to do with him, Chen Zhe doesn't mind revealing it.

However, if you want to obtain "the private information of CUHK Vice President Xu Ning", Chen said that this is absolutely not an option.

However, people are different. Chen has a bottom line, but Gao Zichuan may not.

Around 3 a.m., Chen figured that Gao should have finished enjoying himself by then, so Gao was in a great mood and finally handed over the answer to Wan Xulin.

"The license plate is 京A9X18K, but we need to check the address. As for your hobbies, don't even think about it."

"Mr. Zheng is known for his impartiality and he almost never accepts invitations to banquets from anyone."

"However, Mr. Zheng is a very reasonable person. If you really want to persuade him, I suggest that you simply talk to him. That might be more effective."

……

This was Gao Zichuan's answer, but Chen only agreed with half of it.

Everyone has weaknesses, and Zheng Weizhong's unwillingness to compromise his principles is probably related to his political prospects.

It's normal for young leaders (generally between 45 and 55 years old) to cherish their reputation when they have a bright future, so this doesn't necessarily mean anything.

However, Chen Zhe thought it was worth a try regarding Gao Zichuan's last sentence. After all, given the current situation, there was no harm in trying any method.

However, Chen doesn't know any leaders in the capital. If he calls back to eastern Guangdong to ask for connections, he might be able to get through some roundabout channels.

But that's not so "simple" anymore; it implies that other forces are involved in questioning, and Chen didn't want to leave that kind of first impression.

However, time was of the essence, and after a moment's thought, Chen decided to meet Zheng Weizhong alone.

You are a vice minister, and so is Principal Luo. In terms of political status, Principal Luo is even higher.

I often joke with Principal Luo that it's okay to report my thoughts to you, General Manager Zheng, right?

The next day, as expected, it rained.

The rain in the north, even in summer, carries a coldness that transcends the realm of physics; when it falls on southerners, it just feels chilly.

However, the good thing is that the rain washes the bluestone pavement in the alley clean, and the potholes seem to hide the vicissitudes of the Ming and Qing dynasties.

Walking on it is like having the pages of a history book gently turned.

Professor Guan, Empress Dowager Mao, and Sister Cosplay, representing three generations, went to Peking University today to attend classes (or have some fun).

With the professor present, Chen didn't need to worry. He had gone to bed late last night and was woken up for lunch by a call from cosplayer.

After filling their stomachs, they borrowed a car from Wan Da, called Wan Xulin and Yao Lan, and headed straight for the headquarters of the China Mobile Group.

Now that he's met Qu Ming, borrowing the car is a piece of cake. Qu Ming even offered to send a driver, but Chen refused. Qu Ming seems enthusiastic, but that's because there's a possibility of profit.

But Chen Zhe was already friends with Lao Wang, a fact he understood very well.

Looking back, there will definitely be a tug-of-war between the intermediary company and Mandarin.

The level of danger may not be lower than that of General Zheng (Department Head Zheng).

……

After waiting in the carriage for more than two hours, Yao Lan and Wan Xulin dared not slack off due to Chen Zhe's orders, and carefully watched every car entering and leaving the mobile group.

Around 6 p.m., the meticulous Yao Lan suddenly shouted, "President Chen, President Chen, I see the 9X18K!"

Chen peered out and saw that it really was the same license plate, hanging on an Audi, which was slowly driving out of the underground parking garage.

Without hesitation, Chen pushed open the car door and ran over.

"Umbrella, get an umbrella!"

Yao Lan still remembers tucking the umbrella over; perhaps that's just how women are—so meticulous and thoughtful.

Chen stood on the side of the road that the Audi had to pass by, and stretched out his arm in a "please stop" gesture.

Vice-ministerial level leaders have official cars and drivers, but no bodyguards. Chen is very clear about this. Sometimes, even when going out for inspections and research, vice-ministers will encounter traffic jams just like ordinary citizens.

However, it's different for those in regular positions; traffic police will ensure smooth traffic flow throughout the entire process.

When the Audi driver saw someone blocking his way, especially in broad daylight, a young man with a buzz cut stuck his head out from the driver's seat and asked rudely, "What are you doing?"

"Hello."

Chen replied politely, "I would like to report to General Manager Zheng about my work."

I glanced at the back seat; the windows were tinted black, so I couldn't see anything.

The young man with the buzz cut seemed a bit confused. Why couldn't he report work to the office? Then, as if he heard something, he asked loudly, "What's your name? What organization are you from?"

"My name is Chen Zhe."

Chen Zhe's tone remained calm: "Going back to Chen Zhe."

After he finished speaking, the rear window of the Audi slowly rolled down like a black curtain in a stage play, revealing a man with thick eyebrows and a square face.

Just by looking at his face, Chen could tell that he was a leader with strong principles.

Zheng Weizhong, who was in the car, had already heard the conversation and was looking at Chen Zhe with great interest.

The raindrops pattered down on the umbrella, like the applause of the audience below the stage, anticipating a dramatic scene of intense conflict.

"Since you were able to find me."

After a moment, Zheng Weizhong spoke, his voice deep and powerful: "This shows there's a problem with internal management. I thought the branch office was completely impenetrable."

Faced with Zheng Weizhong's slightly sarcastic words, Chen Zhe did not respond directly, but instead took a step back in his attitude: "Mr. Zheng, you are criticizing me, but I accept this criticism. I would like to report to you on behalf of Su Hui about our recent and future development plans..."

"Need not!"

Zheng Weizhong interrupted him directly.

He looked at the blurred sky in the distance and said meaningfully, "I don't like rain."

Chen remained silent, unsure of Zheng Weizhong's meaning.

"Because some people like to steal things on rainy days, and they think no one will notice!"

At this point, Zheng Weizhong simply stopped hiding his intentions: "Do you think that just because you poached a few engineers from Taiyue and created the [Reply] software, no one will be able to find out? Go back now. I won't allow this software to exist on Mobile's territory."

"go!"

After stating his position, Zheng Weizhong immediately ordered the car to start.

The Audi responded immediately and drove onto the road. The driver glanced at the rearview mirror and said, "Mr. Zheng, that person hasn't left."

"is it?"

Zheng Weizhong turned his head and saw that Chen Zhe was still in the same spot.

The back that had been slightly bent to show respect just moments before suddenly straightened like a pine tree. Countless raindrops fell, and even as the surrounding scenery became increasingly blurry, the figure holding an umbrella stood clearer and clearer in the rain.

"So you know that a soft approach won't work, so you're resorting to a hard confrontation?"

Zheng Weizhong was thinking to himself.

Although Chen Zhe did not say it, his posture and actions seemed to clearly convey this intention.

Zheng Weizhong found it quite interesting and couldn't help but turn his head to take another look, only to find that the driver was also secretly observing through the rearview mirror.

“Xiao Fang, you just returned from the frontier and rarely go online, so you may not know the situation.”

Zheng Weizhong smiled and said, "That person is a few years younger than you, but he is extremely capable. I don't particularly like him, but..."

Zheng Weizhong paused for a moment, then said, "Objectively speaking, I admire him quite a bit."

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(End of this chapter)