Transmigrated into a female-oriented novel, and put an end to the domineering CEOs all over the city

Team Leader Zheng picked up his teacup without saying a word. The ball came quickly, but he wasn't in a hurry to catch it.

Just then, Fang Haiming, who hadn't said much, suddenly put down his teacup and added casually, "Let me add a few words."

Everyone's gaze naturally fell upon that direction.

"During his monopolistic practices, this comrade also used his personal connections to try to access non-public information such as the household registration and school records of some local leaders."

"We only learned about this situation afterward."

Old Fang shook his head, looking helpless: "We can't really question him directly, since he's from a higher-level unit, and we're not sure what his role is in doing these things. But his activities lately have indeed caused some discussion in the local area."

"Especially that Buddhist exchange conference he organized..."

Fang Haiming smiled and shook his head at this point: "If it's a personal belief that isn't publicized or spread, then of course the organization won't interfere."

"We have a bottom line on this, but the problem is that he organized the event as an organizer, and many of the participants were entrepreneurs. That changes the nature of the event..."

He didn't say the last half of his sentence clearly, but his smile conveyed everything.

"Of course, I'm just mentioning it. As of now, these things haven't caused any substantial consequences, but they've certainly had a negative impact."

He paused for a moment, then adopted a more serious tone: "Our province's stance is very simple: some things, if not investigated, become hidden dangers. If investigated, then we'll get to the root of the problem."

"If Team Leader Zheng deems it necessary, we can compile the relevant information into a document for the inspection team's reference."

Fang Haiming's words contained a lot of information.

It's like sharpening the knife even more and then handing over four knives.

First, Director Fu violated regulations by accessing the private information of leading cadres, and the information he was investigating concerned the children of local leaders.

Second, they conducted unauthorized investigations without following proper procedures and refusing to accept arrangements from local authorities.

Third, on that night at the Huang Family Manor, he was taken away by the police as a suspect, which had a very negative impact.

Fourth, he organized religious activities in his personal capacity and also mingled with the business community.

Four knives—any one of them could be enough to give Director Fu a hard time.

Moreover, Fang Haiming cleverly elevated these personal actions to the level of violating the spirit of the Central Committee and affecting the image of the Party, subtly forcing the inspection team to take them seriously and handle them.

Most importantly, he also released another layer of pressure while handing over the knife.

He was actually telling Team Leader Zheng that this matter was not just Lu Feng's personal grudge; the provincial party committee leadership had reached a consensus.

If it's just Lu Feng who wants to make a move against Director Fu, Team Leader Zheng can play it safe.

But these three people sitting here today represent the core will of the entire Ba City and even the whole province. If you keep playing coy, you'll offend not just Lu Feng, but the core decision-making body of the entire province.

But he is also very good at interpersonal relationships.

After applying the pressure, he added a reassuring reassurance.

His statement, "We can compile materials for the inspection team's reference," appeared to be providing materials, but in reality, it was an attempt to cede credit.

We'll provide the materials; once it's done, you, Team Leader Zheng, can take all the credit.

Of course, the pressure is also there.

Team Leader Zheng got it done, and everyone was happy.

But if things go wrong and the Fu family launches a full-scale counterattack, the provincial party committee's three-person team can say, "We only provided the materials, but the final conclusion was made by the inspection team. If you want to fight, do you want to fight the inspection team or our entire provincial party committee? You decide for yourself."

Of course, it's more likely that the Fu family is sacrificing a pawn to save the king.

Team Leader Zheng slowly took a sip of tea, his mind racing.

The outcome of a battle has both advantages and disadvantages.

He wouldn't dare accept a great reward without giving anything in return.

But now that the provincial party committee's three-person group has made their point so clear, handed him the knife so readily, and given such a firm stance, if he continues to hesitate, he will not only appear timid and cowardly, but may also offend this powerful figure.

The pros and cons are weighed and become clear in an instant.

Setting down his teacup, Team Leader Zheng slowly began to speak: "I understand what the three comrades mean. What we, as inspectors, are concerned with is discovering problems and creating a deterrent effect."

"If some comrades' behavior in local areas does not meet the requirements of the higher authorities for Party members and cadres, it is not only a problem that the local Party committee should pay attention to, but also a phenomenon that our inspection team should pay attention to."

"We will remind those who need reminders, correct those who need corrections, and hand over those who need handing over. We will follow the procedures."

Upon hearing this, the three members of the provincial party committee nodded slightly, their expressions not changing much, but the atmosphere in the room noticeably eased.

Team Leader Zheng meant: I've accepted the case. I won't directly investigate Director Fu himself, but I will bring his behavior in the market monopoly under the purview of the inspection from the perspective of discipline and rules. That way, even if the Fu family asks, he will handle it officially.

What is this called? This is called weighing.

Once something is placed on the scale, its weight is no longer up to the individual to determine.

What happened next was a natural progression.

Not long after, while meditating in a high-end hotel in Ba City and pondering how to deal with Lu Jingxiu and Chu Jin's Fu Hall, he received an invitation from the inspection team.

He was asked to cooperate in understanding the relevant situation.

With this cooperation, Director Fu was politely confined to the hotel room where the inspection team was located, so as to "facilitate communication at any time".

As the external evidence chain gradually came together, the inspection team's attitude changed from "understanding the situation" to "suggesting cooperation".

Ultimately, a carefully worded recommendation, citing numerous disciplinary regulations, was presented to Director Fu: suggesting that he voluntarily return to his original unit to cooperate with the organization in further investigation.

The Buddhist disciple could no longer maintain the compassion and composure on his face.

……

The cafeteria at Badu University was bustling with activity during mealtime.

Li Qingqing, carrying her tray, politely declined yet another invitation from a boy whose face was flushed.

She casually ordered a few light dishes, paid the bill, glanced around the noisy hall, and then walked straight to the most inconspicuous corner.

Several days have passed since she had a friendly exchange with Chu Jin last time.

As a result, nothing happened.

Not only did Lu Na not make a move, but even Chu Jin remained silent.

As for Lu Jingxiu, he was even more elusive, appearing and disappearing like a dragon, often impossible to catch a glimpse of.

She meticulously arranged a stage, but not a single actor or audience member showed up.

She can accept her opponent's resistance, jealousy, attack, suspicion, etc. All her actions are responses to prove that her existence has weight.

However, Lu Na and Chu Jin's disregard for her surprised her.

She carried her tray, her steps unhurried, when suddenly her gaze fixed on a table in the corner by the window.

There sat a girl wearing a minimalist off-white knit sweater and a matching light jacket, her black hair tied in a low ponytail, revealing her beautiful profile.

People came and went around her, but no one dared to sit opposite her.

Li Qingqing narrowed her eyes, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.