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

It looked like Zhao Lichun was about to pull out his belt.

Zhao Xiaohui quickly stepped forward to stop her.

"Dad! Dad, calm down!"

"Killing him now won't solve the problem!"

"The task force has been established; the most urgent task is to figure out how to extricate Ruilong!"

Zhao Lichun took a few deep breaths, sat back down in his chair, and looked coldly at Zhao Ruilong.

"Pick? How do you pick it?"

"The whole city is in an uproar! Lu Kangcheng is watching closely! Liang Qunfeng is watching closely!"

"How can this matter be resolved without giving them an explanation?"

Zhao Xiaohui quickly said, "Dad, Ruilong just told me that the specifics were handled by that Fatty Liu, and Ruilong didn't directly get involved."

"Let's stick to this: this was Fatty Liu making this decision on his own, just to curry favor with Ruilong!"

"At most, Ruilong simply withheld information!"

"Let's make Fatty Liu take the blame for all the crimes!"

Zhao Lichun squinted his eyes and tapped his fingers lightly on the armrest.

Think for a moment.

"Fatty Liu..."

Zhao Lichun snorted coldly, "That idiot is a suitable scapegoat."

"But one Fatty Liu alone probably won't be enough to satisfy Lu Kangcheng's appetite."

"This time, Liang Qunfeng launched an attack at the Standing Committee meeting, and Lu Kangcheng seized the opportunity to carry out a crackdown. It's as if the two of them are working together to put pressure on me!"

"They don't just want Fatty Liu; they want my attitude!"

Zhao Xiaohui's eyes lit up: "Dad, you mean...?"

Zhao Lichun's gaze deepened, and his tone became cold and ruthless.

"Ruilong can no longer stay in Jingzhou."

"He's a sitting duck here; he'll be played to death by that little fox Liang Cheng sooner or later."

"They have to be sent away! Or maybe abroad?"

Upon hearing that he was to be sent away, Zhao Ruilong suddenly raised his head, his face filled with terror.

"Dad, I'm not going abroad! My English isn't good enough, and I won't have anyone to talk to there. I'll suffocate!"

Zhao Lichun gave him a look of disgust.

"It's fine if you don't go abroad."

"Then let's go to Luzhou!"

"Luzhou?" Zhao Ruilong was taken aback.

"That's right."

Zhao Lichun picked up the freshly served tea and took a sip.

"The Party Secretary of Luzhou is my old subordinate. In addition, my secretary, Li Dakang, will soon be transferred to Jinshan County, which is under Luzhou, as the county magistrate."

"Go to Luzhou, set up a project there, and do some legitimate business."

"With those two watching over you, I feel more at ease."

"But you better remember this!"

Zhao Lichun's voice suddenly rose eight octaves.

"When you get to Luzhou, you'd better keep a low profile!"

"If you dare cause me any more trouble, I'll kill you myself without Liang Qunfeng even lifting a finger!"

When Zhao Ruilong heard that they were going to Luzhou, which was the territory of Zhao Lichun's old subordinates, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Not to mention Li Dakang, who is the old man's trusted secretary. Going there is just like going back to his own home.

Although it can't compare to the prosperity of Jingzhou, it's still better than being exiled abroad!

"Yes, yes, yes! I'll go to Luzhou! I'll definitely listen to Brother Dakang!"

Zhao Ruilong kowtowed repeatedly.

Looking at his disappointing son, Zhao Lichun's eyes flashed with weariness.

This round.

Although the son was saved.

However, Zhao Lichun's dignity was thoroughly trampled underfoot by the Liang family father and son!

"Liang Qunfeng, Liang Cheng..."

Zhao Lichun silently recited the two names in his heart, a cold glint in his eyes.

"The younger generation is truly formidable."

"But we'll settle this score later!"

......

The next morning.

As the first rays of sunlight fell on the streets of Jingzhou, a meticulously planned media storm had already quietly erupted.

Although provincial-level party newspapers and periodicals are still undergoing approval procedures, they have maintained a reserved silence.

but.

The major metropolitan newspapers and evening newspapers of Jingzhou, as well as those street tabloids with huge circulations.

At this moment, however, it's as if they've been injected with adrenaline, with shocking headlines flooding the internet.

Shocking! A provincial star enterprise has been targeted; a large number of dead rats have been found at its water source!

A Laid-off Worker's Tearful Accusation: We Just Want to Work, Why Break Our Legs?

Who is undermining Jingzhou's business environment? Who is protecting them behind the scenes?

Crackdown! A crackdown is necessary! The entire province is watching!

In front of the newsstand.

A long line of people formed to buy newspapers.

People looked at the photos of drivers with bloodied heads in the newspapers, and at the disgusting dead rats at the drainage outlet of Qingyu Food Factory.

Anger spread rapidly among the crowd.

"This is outrageous! Is this even something a human being would do?"

"Qingyu Foods has helped so many laid-off workers find jobs. Aren't you just taking away their livelihoods?"

"I heard it was done by the mafia! And they have a powerful backer!"

"No wonder there were police cars all over the streets last night; they were catching these bastards! Good riddance!"

Although the report did not mention Zhao Ruilong by name.

However, at Liang Cheng's behest...

The implications between the lines were even more blatant than direct naming.

"A logistics company", "A water company", "Malicious retaliation by a competitor"...

Anyone from Jingzhou with even a modicum of common sense...

Who doesn't know they're talking about that troublemaker from the Zhao family?

......

Handong University.

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

Smoke swirled around.

Gao Yuliang sat behind his desk, his brows furrowed into a deep frown.

On the table in front of him were five or six different newspapers spread out.

Every front-page headline is like a silent slap in the face to certain people.

Qi Tongwei sat opposite him, holding a newspaper in his hand, his expression solemn.

"Teacher, this..."

Qi Tongwei put down the newspaper, his tone tinged with shock, "That's too ruthless."

"Although no one was named, what's the difference between this and pointing fingers at Zhao Ruilong and yelling at him?"

"Liang Cheng's move has put the Zhao family in a very difficult position."

Gao Yuliang took off his glasses and rubbed his slightly swollen temples.

He picked up the teacup and took a sip, only to find that the tea had long since gone cold.

"Tongwei, did you understand this move?"

Gao Yuliang pointed to the newspaper on the table, his gaze deep.

Qi Tongwei pondered for a moment, then tentatively said:

"Liang Cheng is creating momentum."

"Use public pressure to force the task force to conduct a thorough investigation."

"Once public anger rises, even if Zhao Lichun wants to cover it up or find a scapegoat, it won't be that easy."

"Moreover, this also gave Secretary Lu and Secretary Liang greater confidence to rectify public security."

Gao Yuliang nodded, then shook his head.

You're half right.

He stood up, walked to the window, and looked out at the bustling campus.

"Promotion is definitely in the works."

"But have you ever thought about this?"

Gao Yuliang turned around and looked intently at Qi Tongwei.

"The Standing Committee set the tone last night, and a special task force for the crackdown has been established."

"Logically speaking, the Liang family has already achieved its goal."

"Isn't launching such a large-scale media offensive at this time a bit superfluous?"

"In fact... it's a bit disrespectful to the provincial party committee?"

Qi Tongwei was taken aback.

Yes.

Since the higher authorities have already decided to crack down hard.

At this point, stirring up public opinion could easily make the leaders feel that you are trying to force them to step down.

This is a major taboo in officialdom.

Liang Cheng is such a smart person.

How could I make such a mistake?

"Teacher, what do you mean...?" Qi Tongwei asked humbly.