I farmed in military academy and crushed the entire intergalactic world.

Chapter 606 A Shocking Reversal
"Understood." Director Chen hung up the phone, stood there, and looked at Lin Xiaohe.

"Ye Liqing has been re-elected," he said.

The air suddenly froze.

Lin Xiaohe stood still, the sunlight shining on her face, making her expression unreadable.

Several section chiefs nearby unconsciously took a half step back; some looked down at the tips of their shoes, while others pretended to look at the photos on the wall.

Director Chen opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but then swallowed it back.

In that instant, Lin Xiaohe understood that everyone was re-evaluating her. Everyone was weighing whether or not to confront the pressure from above for her sake.

The narrator's voice echoed through the Puppet Manchukuo Palace, but the crowd's minds were elsewhere.

A breeze blew in from the courtyard of the Puppet Manchukuo Palace, carrying a hint of coolness.

Lin Xiaohe opened the parasol and said softly, "Let's keep going."

Director Chen snapped out of his daze and urged everyone to move forward, but the atmosphere could never be the same again. Some people started whispering, some were on the phone, and some were secretly watching Lin Xiaohe's expression.

She walked in the middle of the group, her steps steady and firm.

Director Chen escorted Lin Xiaohe to the hotel entrance but didn't leave immediately.

"Linqu, don't take what happened earlier to heart." He offered a cigarette but didn't light it himself. "Those people are short-sighted; they jump to conclusions at the slightest sound. I've worked in Jilin for over twenty years; what storms haven't I weathered? Whether Ye Liqing is re-elected or not, what does it have to do with you? You're an official from the East, not from the Bear Country."

Lin Xiaohe took the cigarette, but didn't smoke it. She twirled it between her fingers and said, "Director Chen, please speak frankly."

Director Chen laughed: "I like your temper."

He stopped smiling and said seriously, "If the Linqu and Tienan District matters succeed, you will have made an indispensable contribution; if they fail, the sky won't fall. I'll keep a position for you here at any time, in charge of the reform of state-owned enterprises in the province. If you're willing to come, I'll handle everything else."

Lin Xiaohe looked at him without saying a word.

Director Chen added, “I’m not taking advantage of your misfortune. I genuinely believe that someone like you is a treasure no matter where you are. The Tienan District doesn’t appreciate you, but we in Jilin Province do.”

Lin Xiaohe was silent for a while, then suddenly said, "Director Chen, if you really want to revitalize your state-owned enterprises, I have a suggestion."

"You said."

"Right now, the PHS (Personal Handyphone System) is only being promoted locally; the Ministry of Posts and Telecommunications hasn't rolled it out nationwide yet. If you can persuade the Jilin Provincial Telecommunications Bureau to apply to the Ministry of Posts and Telecommunications to make Jilin a pilot province for nationwide promotion, you can take the first step and seize the opportunity. Once the national market takes off, Jilin will be one of the birthplaces of the PHS industry. Supporting industries, tax revenue, and employment will all be in your hands."

Director Chen's eyes lit up.

Lin Xiaohe continued, "As you've seen today, people recognize this product. It's cheap, easy to use, and doesn't take up much space. There are over thirty provinces across the country, with millions of families in each province. What a huge market that is! If Jilin Province gets ahead and sets up its supporting enterprises first, orders from all over the country will come to you in the future."

Lin Xiaohe is not afraid of competition between Jilin Province and Liaoyang Province, after all, the market for PHS phones is too big, and both provinces can make a living.

Director Chen stood up, took a couple of steps down the corridor, and then sat back down.

He stared at Lin Xiaohe for a long while, then suddenly slapped his thigh: "Lin Qu, you've shown me the way!"

He grabbed a teacup from the table, poured tea instead of wine, and raised it: "I, Director Chen, am grateful for your kindness. If you ever encounter any difficulties in Liaoyang in the future, I will always be there to support you. If you can no longer stay in the Tienan District, just give me a call, and I will personally drive over to pick you up."

He paused, lowered his voice, and said slowly and deliberately, "Jilin Province will always be your backup plan."

Lin Xiaohe returned to the provincial capital on Wednesday afternoon.

As soon as I entered the office, the red phone on my desk rang. It was Wang Shuxiang calling, her voice filled with caution: "Daughter, are you alright? Your dad saw on the news that Ye Liqing was re-elected. Is your Russian friend... alright?" "I'm fine."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, then Wang Shuxiang said, "If it really doesn't work out, come back. You're better off quitting your position as district head. If they don't want me here, there are plenty of other places that will."

"Yes, I know what I'm doing."

Before Lin Xiaohe could even catch her breath after hanging up the phone, the old factory director of Changhong Factory called her.

The old factory director's voice was unusually loud: "Boss, let me tell you, your temporary position as district head was just a stepping stone to gain prestige. Now you haven't gained any prestige, and you've only gotten yourself into trouble. It's better that you quit! With you back, we'll double the size of the LCD production line. Wouldn't it be better for you to lead Changhong to the international stage than to suffer all that humiliation in the Tienan District?"

Lin Xiaohe's eyes welled up with tears as she listened, but her voice remained steady: "Trust me, it's a small problem."

"Alright, don't worry, everyone in our group only recognizes you! I'll protect you, no one will be able to steal your thunder or cut off your escape route!"

Damn it, people's hearts are corrupt; there are always bad guys trying to harm Director Lin!
The meeting room of the provincial reform team was filled with smoke.

The eight people sat there for the entire afternoon, arguing from 2 p.m. to 6 p.m. The only issue was: whether or not Lin Xiaohe's position as district head should be changed.

"She's been too close to Putin; she's politically immature," a deputy director of the provincial planning commission said first. "Now that Yeltsin has been re-elected, Sobchak is completely finished. Doesn't he have to deal with Sobchak's faction?"

The director of the Provincial Economic and Trade Commission echoed, "The plan to relocate businesses from east to west is too reckless. There are so many enterprises in the Tie Nan District, with a debt ratio of 90%. Can they be moved? The land prices are so low, can they be sold? If this plan goes wrong, who will be responsible?"

One after another, those who disagreed spoke up.

Some say she's too young, some say she's too stubborn, some say she's apolitical, and some say she doesn't understand the rules of officialdom.

However, some people spoke up: "Comrade Lin Xiaohe's dealings with the Russian side are normal business activities and should not be related to politics."

Although Lin Xiaohe did have political investment intentions, Putin did not participate in the election; he is currently just an ordinary former official of the Russian Federation.

Why are they making such a big deal out of it?! Back in the day, when East Asia was poor and backward, we weren't afraid of our Soviet big brother.

Now they're making such a mess of things, and outsiders haven't even reacted yet, but their own people are already causing trouble. Aren't they ashamed?

Even if we know that someone is causing trouble, we still need to distinguish between inside and outside.

What they did was really too much; they actually put pressure on the province through the central government.

The atmosphere in the meeting room became tense. Some people lowered their heads to drink tea, some flipped through documents, and some leaned back in their chairs to close their eyes and rest.

Just then, a section chief from the Provincial Department of Foreign Trade and Economic Cooperation pushed open the door and came in, holding a fax in his hand, with a strange expression on his face.

"Distinguished leaders, I just received a fax." He cleared his throat, his voice trembling slightly. "It's from the Russian National Oil Company. They would like to invite Comrade Lin Xiaohe as the sole representative from Northeast China to attend the China-Russia Energy Cooperation Forum in Moscow next month."

The meeting room was completely silent.

The director continued reading: "The fax says that Putin has been appointed as the deputy director of the Presidential Administration of the People's Republic of China, responsible for managing the country's assets abroad."

silence.

Dead silence.

It rained heavily during the Qingming Festival, and the temperature dropped during the holiday.

The weather forecast indicates that it will be raining and snowing for the next two days.