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

On the tree-lined path of Handong University, the autumn wind swirled up a few fallen leaves.

Liang Cheng and Zhong Xiaoai's hands clasped together gently, then released each other.

This was more than just the first meeting between two young people.

It also reflects an unspoken understanding between the newly rich in Handong and the powerful families in the capital.

Liang Cheng understood perfectly.

In his previous life, Hou Liangping, that gigolo, was able to run rampant in Handong only because he relied on the Zhong family's powerful backing.

This lifetime.

Although I have a system with me, I don't need to be at the mercy of anyone.

But having a powerful ally is always better than having an enemy.

Especially women like Zhong Xiaoai, who have a strong background and are extremely intelligent.

Rather than putting her on the opposite side.

Why not bring them into our camp?

after all.

At this stage, neither the Liang family nor the Zhong family had any fundamental conflict of interest.

The Liang family's enemy is Zhao Lichun, who has controlled Handong for many years and is arrogant and domineering!

Zhong Xiaoai clearly understood this as well.

A meaningful light flickered in her beautiful eyes.

Liang Cheng's potential has far exceeded that of an ordinary scion of a prominent family.

This is a chip worth betting on.

even.

It is a variable that can change the future landscape of Handong.

......

at the same time.

The No. 1 office building of the Jingzhou Municipal Party Committee.

Inside that office, which symbolized the highest power in Jingzhou.

At this moment, however, a suffocating chill permeated the air.

The curtains were tightly closed.

Completely shut out the afternoon sun.

Zhao Lichun sat behind a large mahogany desk, looking as if he had aged several years.

Those eyes, which once held the gaze of an eagle and the look of a wolf, were now bloodshot.

He was filled with exhaustion, and a suppressed ruthlessness.

On the opposite side of him.

A middle-aged man in a police uniform was standing there.

Wang Weiguo, Director of the Jingzhou Municipal Public Security Bureau.

He was a trusted confidant of Zhao Lichun, handpicked by him, and also the sharpest knife in the Zhao family.

At this moment, Wang Weiguo's forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he didn't dare to breathe.

"Vietnam".

Zhao Lichun's voice was hoarse, as if it had been rubbed against sandpaper.

"You should have seen what public opinion is like right now, right?"

Wang Weiguo nodded quickly, bending even lower.

"Secretary Zhao, I saw it..."

"Those newspapers are talking complete nonsense! They're inciting the uninformed masses!"

"That's enough!"

Zhao Lichun slammed his hand on the table.

The loud noise made Wang Weiguo tremble all over.

"What's the point of saying all this now?"

"They've already put a knife to my throat!"

Zhao Lichun stood up, walked to the window, and looked outside through the crack.

Although it is invisible.

But he could sense that the eyes of the entire Jingzhou, and even the entire Handong, were fixed on this place.

Everyone is waiting to see Zhao Lichun make a fool of himself!

"Shen Zhongxing is a slippery character on the task force's side."

"But he is, after all, one of Lu Kangcheng's men."

"Once they obtain concrete evidence and have leverage over Ruilong..."

Zhao Lichun turned around abruptly, his eyes piercing Wang Weiguo like sharp blades.

"Then it won't just be Ruilong who has to go in."

"Even I, the Party Secretary of the city, am going to suffer because of this!"

"You can forget about keeping your job as bureau chief!"

Wang Weiguo was so frightened that his legs went weak and he almost knelt on the ground.

"Secretary Zhao! What should I do? Please give me your instructions!"

"I'd go through fire and water for you!"

Zhao Lichun took a deep breath, his eyes flashing with even more ruthlessness.

"You don't need to go through fire and water."

"You only need to do one thing."

Zhao Lichun walked up to Wang Weiguo, lowered his voice, and said, word by word:

"Ahead of the task force."

"Get that fat Liu under control!"

"He was one of Ruilong's cronies, and he handled everything."

"As long as he shuts up, or..."

Zhao Lichun paused, his tone turning sinister.

"As long as he takes on all the burdens."

"They say he did it on his own initiative, without Ruilong's knowledge, in order to curry favor with him."

"That Ruilong is an innocent victim who has been deceived!"

"Although I'll bear some responsibility for making bad friends, at least I won't go to jail!"

Wang Weiguo's pupils suddenly contracted.

He instantly understood what Zhao Lichun meant.

This is a strategy of sacrificing a pawn to save the king!

Let Fatty Liu be the scapegoat!

"Secretary Zhao, I understand!"

Wang Weiguo gritted his teeth, a resolute glint in his eyes.

"I'll personally lead the team to arrest them!"

"If that fat Liu dares to utter a single careless word, I have plenty of ways to shut him up!"

Zhao Lichun waved his hand and sat back down in his chair, looking exhausted.

"Go."

"Remember, be quick!"

"We must make this case airtight before Shen Zhongxing realizes what's happening!"

"yes!"

Wang Weiguo saluted, turned around and strode away.

......

Night falls.

In a secluded house on the western outskirts of Jingzhou.

Fatty Liu was packing his luggage, his brow beaded with sweat.

Having been in the underworld for so many years, his sense of smell is extremely keen.

As soon as the newspaper came out, he knew something bad was going to happen.

Zhao Ruilong, that spoiled brat, is definitely unreliable.

If something goes wrong, you'll definitely be the one to take the blame!

"Damn it, the Zhao family is utterly despicable!"

"I've worked for you guys for so many years, and now that something's happened, you're trying to push me into a fire pit!"

While cursing and swearing, Fatty Liu stuffed stacks of cash into his bag.

He has already contacted the smuggler.

Tonight we'll take a boat to Nangang, and then head to Southeast Asia.

Once you're abroad, with this money in hand, you can still live a life of luxury.

Just as he zipped up his bag and was about to leave.

boom!

A loud bang.

The previously locked security door was kicked open by a tremendous force!

Wood chips flew everywhere.

Several blinding beams of flashlight light instantly shone on Fatty Liu's terrified and contorted fat face.

"Don't move!"

"police!"

Fatty Liu instinctively reached for his knife at his lower back.

But he hadn't had a chance to make a move yet.

Several burly men in SWAT uniforms rushed forward like hungry tigers pouncing on their prey.

Pfft!

Fatty Liu was pinned to the ground, his cheek pressed against the cold cement floor, his facial features distorted by the pressure.

Click!

The cold handcuffs tightly bound his hands.

Fatty Liu struggled desperately and roared:

"What are you doing? I'm a law-abiding citizen!"

"I want to see Zhao Ruilong! I want to see Secretary Zhao!"

The crowd was separated.

Wang Weiguo, dressed in plain clothes, walked in with a gloomy face.

He looked down at Fatty Liu on the ground, a cruel sneer curling at the corner of his mouth.

"To see Secretary Zhao?"

"Fatty Liu, you probably haven't figured out the situation yet, have you?"

Wang Weiguo squatted down and patted Liu Pangzi's greasy cheeks.

The voice was so low that only the two of them could hear it.

"The provincial party committee's special investigation team is already on its way."

"If you fall into their hands, you're doomed."

"But what if it falls into the hands of our municipal bureau..."

"Perhaps, you still have a glimmer of hope."

Fatty Liu shuddered.

Looking into Wang Weiguo's emotionless eyes.

He suddenly realized.

I have become a discarded pawn.

A pawn destined to die, used to protect Zhao Ruilong!