Name: My father is Zhao Dehan, and I hope he will become a dragon!

It was 11 p.m. in Jingzhou, at Gao Yuliang's home.

At this moment, Gao Yuliang was sitting on the sofa, slowly sipping his tea.

Qi Tongwei stood by the window, a cigarette between his fingers, glancing outside before slowly averting his gaze.

"Tongwei, come over and have some tea!" Gao Yuliang waved to Qi Tongwei.

"The results have been good during this period." Qi Tongwei exhaled a puff of smoke and sat down next to Gao Yuliang.

"What do you mean?" Gao Yuliang pushed the teacup towards Qi Tongwei.

Qi Tongwei's lips curled slightly: "The news that Zhao Dehan forced Shanshui Group to come up with 400 million yuan has spread far and wide—it's said that his first move upon arriving in Handong was to seize money, causing widespread panic. Now, entrepreneurs big and small are afraid to invest in Guangming District, and even the entire Jingzhou City is being affected!"

Gao Yuliang nodded slowly: "For public opinion to ferment, people need to feel that he's not here to put out the fire, but to divide the spoils. With zero land transactions in Guangming District, businesses dare not invest, and banks dare not lend. The longer he sits in the position of vice governor, the more of a joke he becomes."

"The teacher is brilliant."

A ruthless glint flashed in Qi Tongwei's eyes: "Now even Li Dakang is starting to turn against him!"

"Li Dakang is focused on GDP!" Gao Yuliang chuckled. "If Zhao Dehan can't drive the economic development of Handong Province, then his existence is a thorn in Li Dakang's side!"

Gao Yuliang chuckled, then changed the subject: "However... Zhao Dehan's son is quite capable. He did a great job planning the Nanhu Industrial Zone; even Li Dakang is interested."

"What a pity—"

Qi Tongwei suddenly sneered, "He's been choked by Ouyang Jing. I heard that when Zhao Chongming went to apply for a loan, Ouyang Jing refused outright and even transferred the business to the Shanshui Group!"

Gao Yuliang frowned slightly: "Ouyang Jing? She dares?"

"Why wouldn't you dare?"

Qi Tongwei lowered his voice: "She has a long-standing partnership with the Shanshui Group. This 1.5 billion loan is nominally to support Zhao Chongming, but in reality, it's handled by the Shanshui Group, with double the interest and a kickback of at least 50 million—Ouyang Jing takes the lion's share, and we can also get a piece of the pie."

Gao Yuliang remained silent for a moment, then shook his head: "This is probably not Ouyang Jing's idea. It's most likely Li Dakang's. It seems that Li Dakang's dissatisfaction with Zhao Dehan and his son has been going on for quite some time!"

Qi Tongwei exclaimed excitedly, "Does that mean our chance has come?"

Gao Yuliang said, "Don't underestimate Zhao Dehan. He's not stupid. His recent frequent contact with Governor Liu is clearly a way of finding a way out. Although Governor Liu is stepping down, he still has influence. I think he wants to take over Governor Liu's resources—if he really integrates them into a new team, it will be detrimental to us."

"What should we do then?" Qi Tongwei asked anxiously.

A glint flashed in Gao Yuliang's eyes: "Tomorrow, I will go see Zhao Dehan."

"You're going in person?" Qi Tongwei was taken aback.

"right."

Gao Yuliang stood up and walked to the window: "Political resources can be exchanged. First, as long as he supports unfreezing the personnel list, I can agree to let him hand over some of Governor Liu's names!"

Qi Tongwei frowned: "So, does this mean he's become even stronger?"

"First of all, Zhao Dehan has to stay in Handong Province!" Gao Yuliang smiled and said calmly, "He only has one year as vice governor. If he doesn't handle things well in that year, he still won't be able to stay in Handong!"

Qi Tongwei frowned: "But what if he manages to do it well?"

"It's all done. He only got this done thanks to our Handong University clique!" Gao Yuliang said with a smile. "Banding him with the Handong University clique's mark means that even if he becomes the vice governor and stays in Handong Province for a long time, he'll be suppressed by us and unable to hold his head up!"

Qi Tongwei asked curiously, "How come it bears the mark of the Han University Gang?"

"Your nomination as vice governor requires his approval vote."

Qi Tongwei's voice trembled with excitement: "Teacher...this..."

"Don't be too happy yet," Gao Yuliang said coldly. "Things might not even turn out well."

Nine o'clock in the morning, at the headquarters of Handong City Development Bank.

Sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling windows onto the marble floor, reflecting a cool, piercing light.

Zhao Chongming, dressed in a dark gray suit, walked calmly into the VIP reception hall.

Bank President Zhou Zhenguo—a veteran banker in his early fifties with slightly graying temples—was already waiting at the door to personally greet him.

"Mr. Zhao! It's an honor to meet you!" Zhou Zhenguo shook hands warmly. "Secretary Li personally called yesterday, and the 1.5 billion credit line is being processed through the green channel today!"

"Thank you for your help, Director Zhou." Zhao Chongming smiled. "The higher the efficiency, the better."

The two had just sat down, and before the tea was even served, the sound of high heels approached from afar.

Ouyang Jing walked in wearing new Chanel high heels and a navy blue business suit. Her makeup was exquisite, but her eyes held her usual arrogance. She stopped abruptly when she saw Zhao Chongming.

"Zhao Chongming?" She frowned, her tone unfriendly. "What are you doing here?"

Zhou Zhenguo quickly stood up: "Vice President Ouyang, perfect timing! President Zhao is here to apply for a loan of 1.5 billion for the Nanhu Intelligent Manufacturing Valley project, which was specially approved by Secretary Li."

"No!"

Ouyang Jing stated firmly: "He's not qualified enough..."

Zhou Zhenguo's face darkened: "President Ouyang, this is a project personally approved by Secretary Li, and Secretary Sha has also given his approval. Are you... out of the loop?"

"I don't care who agrees!"

Ouyang Jing sneered, "I'm the vice president in charge of credit. If I say no, then no!"

The air suddenly froze.

Zhao Chongming looked at Ouyang Jing with a leisurely air, as if he were watching a clown jumping around.

Zhou Zhenguo stared at her, then suddenly lowered his voice, saying each word carefully:

"Ouyang Jing, do you really think... you're still Secretary Li's wife?"

Ouyang Jing was struck dumb, her face turning deathly pale: "You... what did you say?"

"At 10 p.m. last night, Secretary Li submitted a divorce application to the Organization Department."

Zhou Zhenguo said coldly, "From today onwards, you and Secretary Li have no legal relationship whatsoever."

"How did you know?"

Ouyang Jing's voice trembled.

Did the whole world suddenly know about this?

How could Li Dakang allow such a thing to happen?

"Vice President Ouyang!"

Zhou Zhenguo took out his phone: "Should I call Secretary Li now and ask him in person?"

Then, in front of Ouyang Jing, he dialed Li Dakang's office landline.

"Secretary Li, General Manager Zhao is here to apply for a loan, but Vice President Ouyang said he doesn't meet the requirements and won't approve it..."

There was a two-second silence on the other end of the phone, followed by Li Dakang's cold and clear voice:

"Ignore her. Zhao Chongming's investment is crucial to the economic lifeline of the entire Handong Province. Tell her to get lost!"

"Beep...beep...beep..."

The phone hangs up.

Ouyang Jing stood there, trembling. She frantically pulled out her phone and started dialing Li Dakang's number—

"The number you dialed is currently switched off."

Once, twice, three times...

All devices are switched off.

She finally realized—it wasn't a signal problem, it was Li Dakang who had blocked her.

Just then, Zhao Chongming slowly stood up, adjusted his cufflinks, walked up to her, and spoke in a low voice, each word like a knife:

"President Ouyang, what you should be most concerned about right now is not whether this loan will be approved or not, but how to explain it to the Discipline Inspection Commission and the Procuratorate—"