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

The black car smoothly drove away from the bustling city center.

The view outside the window gradually changed from bustling neon lights to solemn tree-lined trees.

As the car drove into an area surrounded by high walls and electric fences, the air seemed to grow heavy.

This is the power center of Handong Province—the No. 1 compound of the Provincial Party Committee.

The car slid into the courtyard.

A sense of oppression, completely different from that at Handong University, immediately struck me.

There was no laughter or chatter from young people here, only silence.

Rows of independent red brick buildings are nestled among the verdant pines and cypresses.

They were spaced at just the right distance from each other.

Each building represents a figure standing at the top of the power pyramid in Handong Province.

Liang Cheng rolled down the car window and took a deep breath.

He liked this feeling.

Compared to the childish infighting on campus.

This is the real battlefield.

The car slowly came to a stop in front of Building No. 2.

This is his father.

The residence of Liang Qunfeng, Secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission of Handong Province.

Liang Cheng looked up at the lit window of the study on the second floor, his eyes becoming deep.

The atmosphere at dinner was somewhat somber.

The mother, Zhou Hui, noticed that both the father and son seemed to have something on their minds, so she silently served them food without asking any questions.

After the meal.

Liang Cheng took the initiative to clear away the dishes and chopsticks, then carried an exquisite tea set into the study on the second floor.

The study was filled with smoke.

Liang Qunfeng sat behind a large mahogany desk, his brows furrowed.

He was staring blankly at a document.

"Dad, have a cup of tea."

Liang Cheng placed the tea set on the coffee table and skillfully began to wash and brew the tea.

The aroma of tea wafts through the air.

The smell of smoke in the room was quickly diluted.

Liang Qunfeng looked up and saw his son's composed profile, which was beyond his years, and his anxiety subsided considerably.

"Have you taken care of everything at school?" he asked casually.

"Something trivial, not worth mentioning."

Liang Cheng poured out the first brew of tea, poured in fresh water, and handed a cup of clear, bright yellow tea to his father.

"I've come today to ask you for a favor."

Liang Qunfeng picked up his teacup, blew on it to cool it down, and didn't answer immediately.

Tell me about it.

"There's a senior at our school named Qi Tongwei, from the Department of Political Science and Law, who is exceptionally capable."

Liang Cheng spoke casually, as if he were chatting.

"He's about to graduate, and I'd like to ask you to put in a good word with your subordinates to see if he can be assigned to a better unit."

"For example, provincial departments or municipal bureaus in Beijing can be considered as not wasting talent."

The voice just fell.

"Snapped!"

Liang Qunfeng slammed his teacup down on the table, spilling a few drops of tea.

His brows furrowed instantly, and his eyes turned stern.

"Nonsense!"

"Liang Cheng, did you just ignore what I told you last time?"

"I admit, you're quite capable in business. But politics is not a business arena, much less child's play!"

Liang Qunfeng stood up and paced back and forth in the study, his tone becoming increasingly serious.

"Personnel arrangements are the most sensitive issue! Especially at this critical juncture, Zhao Lichun is just trying to find something to use against me!"

"You expect me, a member of the Provincial Party Committee Standing Committee, to use my resources to pull strings for some classmate you have absolutely no connection with?"

"What do you take an official position for? Is it something you can just give away as a favor?"

Liang Qunfeng stopped and stared sharply at Liang Cheng.

"Tell me, why are you helping him?"

"Is it because your food factory has become too big, and you're trying to bribe a few henchmen within the system to protect you?"

Liang Qunfeng's eyes were filled with disappointment.

He thought his son had finally come to his senses.

They understood the bigger picture.

I didn't expect their vision to be so narrow. In order to win over a nobody, they wanted to use the family's most core political resources.

In Liang Qunfeng's view, this was an extremely foolish and short-sighted act.

Faced with his father's thunderous rage.

There was no trace of panic on Liang Cheng's face.

He remained calmly seated on the sofa.

He even refilled his tea cup.

This composure, remaining unmoved even in the face of a collapsing mountain, made it difficult for Liang Qunfeng to utter the reprimand that followed.

It felt like I punched cotton.

"Dad, calm down."

Liang Cheng waited until his father's emotions had calmed down a bit before speaking slowly and deliberately.

"Do you think it's worth me using your connections and risking being caught by Zhao Lichun to pave the way for a college student who hasn't even graduated yet?"

Liang Qunfeng was taken aback and remained silent.

Liang Cheng raised his eyes, his gaze clear and sharp, as if he could see through people's hearts.

"I admit, I want to invest."

"But the investment I made was not in Qi Tongwei."

Liang Qunfeng's brows furrowed even deeper.

Liang Cheng's voice rang out clearly in the quiet study.

"The person I invested in is Qi Tongwei's mentor—Gao Yuliang, the head of the Department of Political Science and Law at Handong University!"

"boom!"

These words were like a bolt of lightning, instantly illuminating Liang Qunfeng's chaotic thoughts.

His eyes widened suddenly.

She looked at her son in disbelief.

Ignoring his father's shock, Liang Cheng continued to present his core argument.

"Dad, where is the true foundation of our Liang family?"

"In the political and legal system! You are the secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission, and you will go even further in the future, but we cannot have just one commander without troops."

Why is Zhao Lichun so powerful? Because his roots are in the administrative and economic spheres, with his protégés and former subordinates spread throughout various cities. However, his control over the political and legal system, especially on the front lines of public security, is not monolithic!

Liang Cheng stood up and walked to the huge map of Handong Province.

"Gao Yuliang, 40 years old, is the head of the Department of Political Science and Law at Hanzhong University. In the future, half of the political and legal system in Handong will be his students."

"This man is knowledgeable, capable, and ambitious. He's currently just observing and waiting for the right price. It's difficult for us to recruit him directly; he's very protective of his reputation."

"Qi Tongwei is his most prized student, the disciple to whom he has devoted the most effort."

"So, my plan is very simple."

Liang Cheng turned around and said, word by word.

"Spending a fortune to buy a horse's bones!"

"We used your power to promote Qi Tongwei, who has no connections whatsoever, and placed him in the provincial or Jingzhou municipal public security bureaus, which everyone dreams of but can't get into!"

"This move kills two birds with one stone!"

"First, this is a golden opportunity to showcase your meritocratic approach to talent recruitment—recruiting people regardless of background—to students and grassroots cadres across the province. It's a once-in-a-lifetime chance to win people's hearts and minds!"

"Secondly, and most importantly, through Qi Tongwei, we can bind Gao Yuliang and the entire legal system of Han University to the Liang family's chariot without saying a word!"

The study was deathly silent.

Liang Qunfeng stared blankly at his son, his mouth slightly agape.

My mind went completely blank.

He felt like he wasn't looking at an eighteen-year-old boy.

Instead, they were looking up to a political giant who was shrewd and far-sighted!