Title: Reborn in Handong, Starting with an Investment in Gao Yuliang

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

Meeting room of the Standing Committee of the Provincial Party Committee of Handong.

The atmosphere around the huge oval conference table was as oppressive as the sea before a storm.

Provincial Party Secretary Lu Kangcheng sat in the main seat, his brows furrowed, his fingers tapping lightly on the table.

"Does anyone have any other thoughts on the Hongxing Factory issue?"

His voice carried a heavy weight, echoing in the silent meeting room.

The topic has been discussed for nearly an hour.

Hongxing Machinery Factory.

This once-star state-owned enterprise is now in dire straits.

The eight-month-long wage arrears were like a fuse.

This could ignite the anger of hundreds of laid-off workers at any moment.

According to the latest intelligence.

The workers' emotions had reached a breaking point, and they were preparing to collectively petition the provincial party committee.

This is a massive powder keg capable of shaking the stability of Handong.

The members of the Standing Committee present all had solemn expressions and furrowed brows.

The province is facing a financial crisis and cannot afford to come up with tens of millions of yuan to fill the gap.

In Jingzhou, they cried poverty more vehemently than anyone else.

This has become an unsolvable deadlock.

"The workers' emotions must be kept stable; absolutely no chaos can be allowed!"

Lu Kangcheng emphasized his words, his gaze sharp as he swept over everyone present.

"This is not just an economic issue, it's a political issue!"

However, he was met with only a suffocating silence.

Everyone knows the seriousness of the problem, but no one can come up with an effective solution.

"Let's take a 15-minute break first."

Lu Kangcheng waved his hand wearily and rubbed his throbbing temples.

The tension finally eased a little, and everyone got up, some to get water, others to go to the corridor to smoke.

The oppressive atmosphere eased slightly.

however.

Just then.

Zhang Haifeng, the director of the Provincial Public Security Department, practically barged in.

His face was flushed with extreme excitement, his breathing was rapid, and he was clutching a newly printed document tightly in his hand.

"Secretary Lu! Distinguished leaders!"

His voice trembled slightly with excitement, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

"Excuse me! Fantastic news! Absolutely fantastic news!"

All eyes in the conference room were on him, filled with a mixture of confusion and doubt.

In such a somber meeting atmosphere, what could possibly be considered "major good news"?

Zhang Haifeng rushed to Lu Kangcheng and handed him the briefing, which was still warm from the ink.

"Secretary Lu, look! Our competition has produced an exceptionally talented individual!"

He was so excited that he became incoherent, pointing his finger at a line in the briefing.

"Just now! In the shooting assessment! Someone got a perfect score in blind shooting against the light! One hundred rings!"

"They also broke our provincial department's five-year-old rapid-fire record!"

What?

Blind spotting against the light?

A full circle?

These two words, like two bombshells, exploded in the silent conference room!

Although not everyone here comes from the police force, they all have basic common sense.

They knew very well what hitting a perfect score meant under those extreme conditions where the target was almost invisible!

That went beyond the realm of technology; it was almost a terrifying instinct!

Lu Kangcheng took the briefing and quickly scanned it.

When his gaze fell upon the name "Qi Tongwei" and the two shocking achievements that followed, even someone as composed as him couldn't help but reveal a hint of surprise on his face.

"Case analysis: the only S-level case?"

"Backlit blind shooting, a perfect score of 100?"

Lu Kangcheng raised his head, a playful glint in his eyes.

"This Qi Tongwei... isn't he the controversial student who caused such a stir before?"

He looked at Liang Qunfeng, the provincial discipline inspection commission secretary, who was standing next to him.

"Interesting. Looks like he's not just a bookworm."

"He's got the makings of someone who excels in both academics and martial arts!"

Shen Zhongxing, the provincial organization minister, also came over and marveled at the achievements on the report.

"This mental fortitude is terrifying."

He exclaimed sincerely, "Let alone new recruits, even seasoned veterans from our provincial department would find it difficult to remain calm under these conditions, let alone score a perfect score."

"This selection process was truly a treasure trove! A real gem!"

In a short time.

The oppressive atmosphere in the meeting room was instantly dispelled.

The bigwigs whispered among themselves, discussing amongst themselves, their faces filled with excitement and curiosity.

The sudden emergence of a peerless genius dispelled all the gloom brought about by the discussion of the thorny issues.

Amid this discussion.

Liang Qunfeng remained silent as he drank his tea.

He slowly put down the purple clay teacup in his hand.

When I heard the words "Manhuan".

His heart, which had been hanging in suspense all day, finally settled back into his stomach.

The younger generation is truly formidable!

That kid Liang Cheng.

He has a damn sharp eye for people!

He forcibly suppressed the barely suppressed smile on his lips, raised his eyelids, and his gaze inadvertently drifted to Zhao Lichun, whose face was already somewhat unpleasant, at the other end of the conference table.

Liang Qunfeng's tone was nonchalant, yet every word was piercing.

"Oh? It seems that young comrades are quite capable of withstanding tests."

He spoke slowly and deliberately, his voice not loud, but clearly reaching everyone's ears.

"Those comrades who have been worried that our selection process will be all show and no substance, or that someone will put on a show, can now put their minds at ease."

A faint smile appeared on Liang Qunfeng's lips.

Its destructive power was maximized at this moment.

"This is not just a fancy facade at all!"

"This is real gold! Real gold that was buried in sand!"

In conclusion.

He even deliberately looked at Zhao Lichun and added insult to injury with a smile.

"Secretary Zhao, don't you think...that makes sense?"

"Whoosh!"

For an instant.

All the bigwigs in the conference room turned their attention to Zhao Lichun's face.

That feeling was even more scorching than being under a spotlight.

Zhao Lichun's expression.

It turned from ugly to a dark blue color at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Hero fountain pen in his hand was being squeezed so tightly it made a cracking sound, as if it would be crushed at any moment.

Deceiving too much!

Liang Qunfeng's words were like taking all the things he said at the opening ceremony, crumpling them up, dipping them in ink, and then shoving them back into his own mouth!

Every word was a resounding slap in the face!

His face stung from the blow!

However, faced with Qi Tongwei's undeniable, even miraculous, academic record...

He was met with undisguised praise from Provincial Party Secretary Lu Kangcheng.

Even if Zhao Lichun had a huge temper, he couldn't bring himself to lash out.

What could he say?

Are you saying the grades are fake?

In front of so many big shots.

Questioning the professionalism of the provincial department's expert group in front of the provincial department director is practically suicide.

Wrong!

An unprecedented sense of frustration!

Zhao Lichun felt as if a huge rock was blocking his chest, making it hard to breathe.

He stared intently at Liang Qunfeng's calm and collected face, wishing he could pounce on him and bite off a piece of his flesh.

But in the end, he could only force out a smile that looked worse than a grimace through his teeth.

"Yes...yes, it's really...it's quite rare."

His voice was hoarse and filled with resentment.

"but......"

Zhao Lichun clung to his last shred of dignity, attempting to salvage the situation.

"Theory and fixed-target shooting are ultimately just the foundation. The real test will come in tomorrow's actual combat."

"The real test will be whether we can perform like this when facing real opponents."