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

After parting ways with Qi Tongwei.

Liang Cheng did not linger.

He got into the car and dialed Zhao Ming's number directly.

"Call Li Hao and Zhang Wei over, see you at the usual place."

Half an hour later.

Inside a private room in a highly private teahouse in Jingzhou.

Liang Cheng saw the three people who had rushed over.

"Brother Cheng, what happened that you called us out so late?"

As soon as Li Hao entered the room, he asked eagerly.

Zhang Wei and Zhao Ming also looked concerned.

They have now completely tied themselves to Liang Cheng.

"Speedy Logistics" is their common source of income.

"Don't rush, sit down and talk."

Liang Cheng gestured for the three to sit down and personally poured them tea.

He didn't keep you in suspense and simply tossed a document onto the table.

"Take a look, this is the intelligence Zhao Ming just sent."

The three exchanged puzzled glances.

Li Hao was the first to pick up the documents.

I only glanced at it.

His expression changed.

"Zhao Ruilong...he also started a logistics company?"

"What?"

Zhang Wei snatched the document away.

He was stunned when he saw that "logistics and transportation" had been added to the business scope of "Shanshui Company".

"What... what's going on?"

Zhang Wei's face was full of astonishment.

"Zhao Ruilong is Zhao Lichun's son! Why would he suddenly want to get into logistics? Is he targeting us?"

Li Hao frowned deeply, his expression grave.

"What exactly is Zhao Lichun trying to do? Is he going to attack us?"

The atmosphere inside the private room.

I tensed up instantly.

Zhao Lichun.

This name is like a mountain, weighing heavily on the hearts of all the merchants of Handong.

His son personally participated.

The implications behind this are enough to chill anyone to the bone.

Looking at the worry on the faces of the three people.

Liang Cheng's expression remained unchanged.

He picked up his teacup and gently blew on the floating tea leaves.

"What's the panic?"

Why do you think Zhao Ruilong chose to get into logistics?

The three looked at each other, unable to explain themselves.

A mocking smile appeared on Liang Cheng's lips.

"The reason is simple."

"He's jealous."

"Our Qingyu Food Factory is making a fortune every day, and our Suda Logistics has just been established, demonstrating the potential to monopolize the distribution channels throughout the province."

"Zhao Ruilong is nothing more than a fly that smelled fish and wanted to come and have a sip of soup after seeing us eating meat."

Liang Cheng's tone was full of disdain.

"As for Zhao Lichun... you overestimate him."

"He's currently vying with my father for the governorship, and every move he makes is being watched by countless eyes. Does he dare to openly use his power to suppress a star company like ours that has provided employment for thousands of people at this critical juncture?"

Liang Cheng sneered.

"He wouldn't dare."

"So, he can only send out his good-for-nothing son to try and compete with us using business tactics."

"Business tactics?"

Liang Cheng's eyes suddenly sharpened.

"With that good-for-nothing Zhao Ruilong?"

"Does he think logistics is like running a restaurant? That he can have a constant stream of customers just because of his father's name?"

"He didn't even know how deep the water was in this industry, yet he dared to plunge in headfirst."

"That's practically suicide!"

Liang Cheng's words were filled with strong confidence.

That's a vision that stems from the future.

Absolute confidence in delivering a devastating blow to the enemy.

Listening to Liang Cheng's analysis.

The tension and worry on the faces of Li Hao and the other two were gradually replaced by a strange excitement.

They looked at the boy in front of them, who was even younger than them.

Only two words remained in my mind.

Convinced!

"So, Brother Cheng, what do we do next?" Zhao Ming asked.

"You don't need to do anything."

Liang Cheng's answer surprised everyone.

Let him do it.

"I'd even give him a hand and let him expand his business as much as possible."

"When he's invested all his money, when he's built the business to its biggest size..."

A cold glint flashed in Liang Cheng's eyes.

"We'll personally send him on his way."

......

Handong University.

Office of the Head of the Department of Political Science and Law.

Afternoon sunlight streamed through the blinds.

dappled light and shadow are cast on the mahogany desk.

Gao Yuliang sat behind his desk, slowly brewing a pot of Kung Fu tea.

His movements were slow and graceful.

Every step exudes a sense of composure and ease.

Qi Tongwei stood in front of the desk, his posture upright and his expression respectful.

He finished his dinner with Liang Cheng yesterday and came to report to his teacher as soon as possible today.

"Teacher, everything has been settled."

Qi Tongwei's voice was calm and steady, revealing little emotion.

"Liang Cheng has agreed that he might arrange for me to join the Jingzhou Municipal Public Security Bureau after I graduate."

Gao Yuliang paused for a moment as he picked up his teacup.

He raised his eyes and looked at his most outstanding student.

"Oh? Jingzhou Municipal Public Security Bureau?"

Gao Yuliang's tone carried a hint of inquiry.

"Did he promise that himself?"

"Yes." Qi Tongwei nodded.

"He asked me where I wanted to go, and I said the public security system is the best place to train people and the easiest place to achieve results."

"Then, he directly mentioned the Municipal Bureau."

Upon hearing this, Gao Yuliang put down his teacup.

Jingzhou Public Security Bureau.

This position is undeniably important.

That wasn't just an ordinary municipal branch, but the capital of Handong Province, one of the core hubs of the province's public security system.

Liang Cheng, a college student who hasn't even graduated yet, actually made such a promise.

It seems.

Liang Qunfeng valued this son exceptionally much.

It is an extraordinary level of trust.

A surge of joy welled up in Gao Yuliang's heart.

He instructed Qi Tongwei to contact Liang Cheng.

The original intention was a tentative political investment.

Now it seems...

The return on this investment was far greater than he had anticipated.

Through Qi Tongwei, a key player.

He not only established a secret connection with the Liang family.

more importantly.

He saw the Liang family's enormous potential for the future.

That young man named Liang Cheng is far more capable and has a mindset that is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

"very good."

A hint of appreciation finally appeared on Gao Yuliang's face.

"Tongwei, you did a good job this time."

"Liang Cheng is a person worth befriending."

"This is all thanks to your excellent guidance, teacher," Qi Tongwei said humbly.

Gao Yuliang waved his hand, indicating that he didn't need to be so modest.

Now that things are looking promising, your most important task is to finish your graduation thesis.

"Don't get distracted by these little things."

Gao Yuliang picked up his teacup again and took a small sip.

"When it comes to work, things will work themselves out. The Liang family values ​​your abilities, so as long as you do your job well, they will naturally treat you fairly."

"The student understands."

Qi Tongwei hesitated for a moment before finally asking the question that had been troubling him the most.

"Teacher, there's something I don't understand."

"explain."

"You asked me to contact the Liang family, but right now in Handong, Secretary Zhao Lichun clearly has the upper hand."

Qi Tongwei's gaze was fixed on Gao Yuliang.

"Why...why should we choose the side that seems to be at a disadvantage?"

"What are your plans going forward? Are you leaning towards Secretary Liang or Secretary Zhao?"

This is a very sensitive question.

It directly touched upon Gao Yuliang's deepest political calculations.

The air in the office seemed to freeze for a moment.

Gao Yuliang's smile slowly faded.

He looked at Qi Tongwei quietly, without answering immediately.

His deep eyes were calm and still, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.