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"We will definitely give you a satisfactory answer!"

"You'd better give me a satisfactory answer," Huang Bin said and hung up the phone. Guo Yifu put down the phone, his face turning ashen with anger. He looked at the documents in front of him and thought of what former Minister Huang Bin had said, which made him furious.

In particular, the phrase "Help me praise Comrade Gao Yueming" felt like a slap in the face to Guo Yifu, the municipal party secretary, leaving him feeling a burning pain.

He picked up the black internal phone in front of him and said in a deep voice to his secretary outside, "Have Gao Yueming come see me immediately!"

"Yes, Secretary," the secretary said, his heart tightening at the sound of Secretary Guo's tone. He had worked alongside Secretary Guo Yifu for many years and had never heard him speak in such a tone before. Without hesitation, he immediately notified Mayor Gao Yueming.

Gao Yueming arrived quickly. When he pushed open the door, he was holding a document in his hand. Besides his usual composure, there was also a hint of joy on his face. Seeing Guo Yifu sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed, smoking, Gao Yueming said, "Old Guo, I have a document I'd like to show you. It concerns the great development of our Shanghai city in the future!"

Guo Yifu didn't take the document Gao Yueming had placed on the coffee table. Instead, he spoke to Gao Yueming with a stern face and in a businesslike tone, "Comrade Yueming, when you're working, you must use your title!"

Gao Yueming was taken aback. There were only the two of them in the office at the moment. What was wrong with Guo Yifu? Why was he so angry? Gao Yueming could only smile and say, "Alright, Secretary Yifu, I wonder what instructions you have for me?"

Guo Yifu, his face still stern, placed his cigarette on the ashtray, sat up straight, and looked at Gao Yueming. "Comrade Yueming, I am now asking you, in my capacity as the Secretary of the Shanghai Municipal Party Committee, whether the municipal government has bypassed the people from Shanghai Automotive Industry Corporation and held private talks with Xiaochi Company?"

Gao Yueming then stopped smiling and looked at Guo Yifu seriously. "Secretary Yifu, how can you say that we bypassed Shanghai Automotive and talked to Xiaochi Company in private? Our municipal government negotiated with Mr. Chen Zaidong through legal and compliant procedures."

"Legal and compliant," Guo Yifu tapped his fingers on the coffee table. "Comrade Yueming, you must get your attitude right. Minister Huang from the Ministry of Industry has even called me!"

Upon hearing this, Gao Yueming paused, not expecting that Shanghai Automotive Industry Corporation (SAIC) had directly appealed to the Ministry of Industry. He had no choice but to defend himself, saying, "Secretary Yifu, although the cooperation with Xiaochi was spearheaded by the Ministry of Industry and led by SAIC, the land belongs to our city of Shanghai. It's unreasonable for us to contribute 1.7 square kilometers of land and then be left standing on the sidelines as spectators. No matter where you look at it, the municipal government is in the right!"

"Then let me ask you, what percentage of equity did your city government negotiate with Snapdragon?"

"20%!"

With a loud "smack," Guo Yifu slammed his hand on the coffee table in anger, causing the cigarette he had placed on the ashtray to fall to the ground. "Nonsense! Shanghai Automotive is still negotiating with Xiaochi for a 40% stake, and you guys, without even notifying Shanghai Automotive, dare to go over and talk to them about a 20% stake!"

Guo Yifu picked up the half-smoked cigarette that had fallen on the coffee table, took a drag, and said angrily, "Minister Huang is very angry. He said that our Shanghai municipal government team is disorganized and undisciplined, and actually bypassed the Ministry of Industry and Shanghai Automotive Industry Corporation to directly discuss equity with Xiaochi, completely ruining the negotiation process that the Ministry of Industry had worked so hard to create. If any changes occur in this cooperation, your municipal government will bear full responsibility!"

Gao Yueming's expression finally changed. He hadn't expected Huang Bin to react so quickly and so strongly. "Secretary Yifu, about this matter..."

"Don't explain yet," Guo Yifu interrupted him, his gaze carrying an inscrutable quality. "Comrade Yueming, as the head of the Shanghai Municipal Party Committee, you dared to send someone to talk to Xiaochi Company about such a major matter without even consulting me!"

"Do you even respect me as the Party Secretary of the Municipal Committee?!"

Gao Yueming lowered his head, speechless. It was indeed his mistake. He had planned to act first and then report to Guo Yifu, but he hadn't expected Bai Jianbo to react so quickly and report it directly to the Ministry of Industry.

Guo Yifu was still scolding Gao Yueming when the red phone on his desk rang again. Guo Yifu went over and answered it, immediately standing up straight. "Mr. Song, it's me. Please give your instructions!"

"Yes, yes, yes, this matter is indeed the fault of our Shanghai Municipal Party Committee and Municipal Government. Mr. Song, I apologize to you here. Mr. Huang has just called, and I have already reprimanded Comrade Yueming."

"Yes, he has realized his mistake. Mr. Song, I assure you here that there will absolutely be no next time. Regarding the equity negotiations with Xiaochi, the municipal party committee will personally intervene. Yes, yes, you can rest assured."

"Haha, Mr. Song, you're joking. You're only thinking about the local development, and I completely understand your good intentions. I'll personally talk to Comrade Jianbo and make sure to reassure those comrades who are genuinely working hard for the industrial development of our Shanghai!"

"Alright, Mr. Song, then I won't disturb your work any longer. After I arrive in Beijing, I will give you a thorough review and report on the follow-up of this matter!"

Guo Yifu hung up the phone with a laugh, then his expression turned serious. He pointed at Gao Yueming, who was fidgeting, and said, "What can I say about you? You're a veteran cadre, how could you make such a basic mistake in your awareness!"

"Secretary Yifu, it was my fault. I deeply regret it." Gao Yueming was genuinely scared now. Two consecutive phone calls from Beijing made Gao Yueming realize that he had really messed with someone.

Guo Yifu walked a few steps in the office with his hands behind his back, then stopped and looked at Gao Yueming. "Minister Huang's meaning is very clear: Shanghai Automotive must participate in this project. We can't dismantle the bridge that the Ministry of Industry has set up."

"What's Old Song's opinion?"

"Let's renegotiate," Guo Yifu turned to look at him. "Xiaochi, the municipal government, Shanghai Automobile Group, and the Shanghai Automobile Group itself need to work together. Shanghai Automobile Group's share cannot be too low. I will explain to Minister Huang, but Comrade Yueming, you must make a profound self-criticism at the Standing Committee meeting on this matter!"

Gao Yueming stood up and nodded solemnly. "Secretary Yifu, I understand. I will definitely make the most profound self-criticism speech, but what about Xiaochi..."

"This whole thing was orchestrated by your municipal government. You have to persuade Chen Zaidong to renegotiate. This isn't a discussion; it's a mission," Guo Yifu said, pointing at Gao Yueming and giving him no excuse.

Gao Yueming swallowed hard. He had just sent someone to talk to Chen Zaidong and they had already reached an agreement. Now, Yang Guoliang was being sent to say that they had to renegotiate. The municipal government was going to lose face completely.