Rebirth: My college entrance exam score was stolen? I turned the tables and made a billion.

The office of the executive deputy county head is located on the second floor of the county government building.

Lin Weimin's eyebrows furrowed into a knot as soon as he finished listening to the somewhat hurried report from Public Security Bureau Chief Zheng Dongfang.

"The former Party Secretary personally requested to hear the report?"

"Yes, County Chief Lin, I just finished compiling this case file, and Zhao Youcai is still refusing to divulge anything, but the County Party Committee Office has already called to urge me."

Zheng Dongfang's voice sounded somewhat unsure.

Lin Weimin's mind worked very quickly.

It was the end of the year, and the handover was about to begin. At this time, the old secretary suddenly intervened in the case of a grassroots security captain in the Public Security Bureau without consulting him. This was definitely not a whim.

"Since the old Party Secretary has spoken, you should follow the rules."

Lin Weimin said, "Take the case file with you. Remember, listen more and talk less, figure out the old leader's bottom line and attitude, and don't blindly offend him."

"Understood, after that..."

"Come to my office immediately after you're done!"

After seeing Director Zheng off, Lin Weimin also took out a Hongtashan cigarette and lit it.

As wisps of smoke rose, he leaned back in his chair, lost in thought.

The old Party Secretary was a veteran who fought in battles; his family had three martyrs.

This old man has a foul temper and a stubborn streak; what he hates most in his life is corruption and bribery.

Furthermore, he had no children and was all alone, so in theory there was no conflict of interest between them.

How could he possibly protect someone with such a terrible record as Zhao Youcai?

......

The scene shifts to the third floor of the east building of the county government compound.

Zheng Dongfang, with a thick stack of kraft paper case files tucked under his arm, stood in front of the old secretary's office, took a deep breath, and then raised his hand to knock on the door.

"Enter."

A voice, aged yet full of energy, responded from inside.

Zheng Dongfang pushed open the door and went in.

Upon seeing the scene inside, he was taken aback for a moment.

The person sitting on the sofa was none other than Chen Jianguo, the director of the county education bureau.

At this moment, Chen Jianguo was holding a white porcelain teacup, his face full of wrinkles from smiling, and he was eagerly moving closer to the old Party Secretary.

"Godfather, this is freshly harvested pre-Qingming Longjing tea. I had someone bring it back from Hangzhou. Please try it while it's hot."

The old Party Secretary, wearing reading glasses, flipped through the newspaper in his hand and chuckled.

"You're such a troublemaker. I've been drinking high-class stuff my whole life, I can't stand your fancy stuff."

Although he complained, everyone could tell from his tone that he was pleased.

At this point, Zheng Dongfang's mind went blank, and he instantly understood everything.

Everyone in the county knows that Chen Jianguo and Zhao Youcai are sworn brothers who are inseparable.

And what about Chen Jianguo?

In order to climb the ranks, he has been going to the old Party Secretary's house every day for the past few years, taking care of his excrement and urine, showing concern for his well-being, and essentially recognizing a godfather for himself.

They managed to completely win over this lonely old revolutionary.

When Chen Jianguo saw Zheng Dongfang enter, he immediately stood up, his obsequiousness vanished, and he adopted a businesslike demeanor.

"Director Zheng is here to report on his work."

Chen Jianguo dusted off his trouser legs. "Godfather, I'll head back to the station now. What would you like to eat tonight? I'll go to the market after work and buy it for you."

"Go back, go back, official business is more important." The old secretary waved his hand.

As Chen Jianguo passed by Zheng Dongfang, he paused for a moment and said something in a low voice.

"Director Zheng, thank you for your hard work."

That "hard work" carried a blatantly sarcastic tone.

After the door closed, Zheng Dongfang quickly stepped forward and handed over the case file with both hands.

"Old Party Secretary, this is Zhao Youcai's case, what do you think..."

The old Party Secretary didn't even look up, let alone take the case file.

He took off his reading glasses, placed them on the table, and picked up his teacup to blow away the floating leaves.

"Dongfang, sit down and talk."

Zheng Dongfang could only sit down with half of his buttocks touching the edge of the sofa, sitting upright.

"I won't look at the case file. Jianguo just mentioned Comrade Youcai's matter to me."

The old Party Secretary spoke slowly and deliberately.

Zheng Dongfang's heart sank.

Sure enough, Chen Jianguo's whispers in his ear had hit the mark.

"We're grassroots comrades, we're out in the wind and rain every day, and our work is stressful."

The old Party Secretary sighed, "I've heard about it too. This trip is to catch those vagrants who are disturbing public order."

"The starting point was good; it was to maintain the peace and tranquility of our county."

"Of course, the method was a bit too simplistic and crude, which we need to criticize and educate people about."

The old Party Secretary raised his eyelids and glanced at Zheng Dongfang.

"But it's just a matter of work style, there's no need to make a big deal out of it."

With just a few understated words, Zhao Youcai's crimes of violent law enforcement and framing innocent people were directly characterized as "brutal work style".

Zheng Dongfang's shirt was soaked through on the back immediately.

He personally witnessed Zhao Youcai instructing the cell bosses to beat people in the detention center, which enraged County Magistrate Lin.

If we do things the way the old Party Secretary wanted, how will we explain it to County Chief Lin?

"Old Party Secretary..."

Zheng Dongfang forced himself to speak, "This case is really not that simple."

"Zhao Youcai is suspected of framing legitimate business owners and even locked up several self-employed individuals with proper business licenses in Detention Cell No. 7, which is full of reckless prison bullies!"

"County Magistrate Lin was also present at the time, that was..."

Before he could finish speaking, the old Party Secretary slammed his teacup heavily onto the table.

With a "bang," Zheng Dongfang was so startled that he swallowed the rest of his words.

"So what if you have a business license?"

The old Party Secretary's face darkened, his thin cheeks taut. "These days, some young people, relying on good national policies and making a little money from small businesses, think they can act lawlessly and arrogantly!"

"They don't even respect law enforcement officers, and this is what they call upholding the law?"

"The police taking some coercive measures to deter others is also for the sake of maintaining the overall situation!"

The old Party Secretary stood up, put his hands behind his back, and paced back and forth a couple of times.

"I've heard about it too. Your Public Security Bureau is like that now, wanting to dismiss and investigate even the smallest things, making everyone at the grassroots level panicked. Who will dare to work in the future?"

"My opinion is to handle this internally."

"Have Zhao Youcai write a profound self-criticism, suspend him from his duties for a few days to reflect on his actions, and that's it!"

"Go ahead, but don't make a scene."

The old Party Secretary waved his hand, turned around to look out the window, clearly indicating that he was asking them to leave.

Zheng Dongfang opened his mouth, but felt as if his throat was stuffed with cotton, and he couldn't utter a single word.

A higher-ranking official can have a crushing effect, especially when it comes to the county party committee leader, a senior official who is about to retire.

He lived a life of integrity, never taking anything for himself, so how could you say he abused his power for personal gain?

And so, holding the case file that hadn't even been opened, Zheng Dongfang walked out of the old secretary's office in a daze.