At the pinnacle of power: parachuted into your hometown as a leader right from the start!

Wu Shujie's expression changed. What? Jiang Feng's teacher is also being transferred to Liaoning and Zhejiang provinces?

Is this a joke? What level is his teacher? He's the powerful Vice Minister of Finance. Now, only the position of Executive Vice Governor remains in Liaoning and Zhejiang provinces.

This is at best a mediocre transfer, unless...?

Wu Shujie thought of that possibility, and his smile deepened.

If Jiang Feng's teacher were to take over his leadership position, he could potentially rise to a higher position based on his connection with Jiang Feng, or at least he wouldn't be squeezed out of the core of the provincial party committee and government.

"Haha, Xiaofeng, you're too kind. Isn't this just what I, as the older brother, should do?"

"By the way, Xiaofeng, when are you free? Come to Yangcheng and I'll treat you to a welcome-back dinner!"

Jiang Feng shook his head.

"Brother Angkor, I'll be taking office in a couple of days, and I'd like to spend some time with my family at home. Maybe I can treat you next time?"

Wu Shujie naturally had no objections.

"Okay, then it depends on your schedule, Xiaofeng. There's no rush; we have plenty of time to get to know each other in the future!"

Jiang Feng naturally had no objections and agreed with a smile.

After the two hung up the phone, Jiang Feng naturally gave them a word of advice.

"Brother Wu, the matter of my teacher being transferred here hasn't been finalized yet."

Wu Shujie naturally understood the meaning of those words.

"Don't worry, Xiaofeng, we didn't say anything to each other today."

Jiang Feng smiled, hung up the phone, and then called Zhao Zhiping, the director of the Finance Department.

However, during the conversation, Jiang Feng did not mention that his teacher was about to be transferred.

Zhao Zhiping's attitude was even better than Wu Shujie's, after all, although his Finance Department was not directly under the jurisdiction or appointment of the Ministry of Finance.

However, if he offends the leaders of the Ministry of Finance, even slightly obstructs budget and financial approvals, or expresses his attitude towards the higher-ups, his position may become unstable.

As the call ended, Jiang Feng smiled.

With the support from above, we can be more flexible in our work at the grassroots level, and we can be bolder in our actions during the crackdown on organized crime.

Even if it affects the interests of some people, it won't matter much. After all, he came down here to help his hometown get rich, not to be a nice guy.

Try to win what you can win, and if you can't, fight for what you can't. Where is there no conflict when you want to get things done?

However, support from above alone is not enough; lower-level cadres also need to strive for it, otherwise, projects will be impossible to carry out without anyone to do the work.

"Yes, we can try to win over Yu Jian's father-in-law, and we can also try to win over some local cadres."

"As for the others, we'll have to take it slow."

That evening, County Magistrate Jin Zhiming was sitting in the study of County Party Secretary Gu Yifei.

His slightly chubby face looked very kind.

Meanwhile, Gu Yifei, the county party secretary who was demonstrating tea-making techniques, wore a smile on his lean face.

Soon, the tea was brewed, but Gu Yifei did not rush to hand the teacup to Jin Zhiming. Instead, he picked up the tea cake and opened the cabinet behind him.

Then, under Jin Zhiming's watchful eye, while placing the tea cake in the cabinet, she accidentally knocked over the tea leaves next to it.

"Haha, Comrade Zhiming, having too much tea isn't a good thing either. It's hard to store so much tea."

How could Jin Zhiming not understand Gu Yifei's meaning?

Did he buy all this tea? Impossible, it was all given to him by his subordinates. He's showing me how much control he has over Yuanchang County.

Or is there another meaning? But probably not, since the timing is wrong, and at this point, they would definitely not want to escalate the conflict with themselves.

It seems that the newly appointed local political and legal affairs secretary has put some pressure on the county party secretary who has been suppressing him.

"Haha, Secretary Gu, I can't understand your happy troubles, since I don't have that much tea at home."

"However, Secretary Gu is absolutely right about one thing: what's the use of having so much tea? One cake of tea is enough to drink!"

Gu Yifei placed the tea leaves down, a faint smile on his face, and sat down to hand Jin Zhiming a teacup.

He understood what the other person meant; they were saying that the quality of some of his subordinates varied greatly, and they were also expressing their dissatisfaction.

It also implies that he did not do his job well, but instead frequently interfered in the work of their county government.

"Haha, Comrade Zhiming, we have plenty of tea leaves, which can be used in an emergency. If you run out of tea leaves, you can take some from me. After all, we're comrades in the same team. As the team leader, how could I let you go without tea?"

Jin Zhiming smiled slightly. Offering tea (as a way of connecting with people) and emphasizing the class monitor? Wasn't he just trying to win him over?

However, the conflict between the two cannot be resolved by simply trying to win them over; they have differences in their political stances.

Gu Yifei closely followed the municipal party secretary's line, striving to achieve more results and make more political achievements, even at the cost of borrowing money for development, and pretending not to see some problems.

Everything must give way to economic achievements, and everything must be prepared for further progress the year after next.

But even if these projects could actually make money, or be successfully implemented, that would be fine. However, in Jin Zhiming's eyes, most of these projects were a waste of money and were dragging Yuanchang County into an abyss.

If, by some chance, Gu Yifei is promoted in two years, he can either take over the position himself or continue to serve as the county magistrate of Yuanchang County.

Aren't all these burdens his own? If any project fails in the future, won't it all be his problem? That's why the two of them are now at odds.

"Hehe, Secretary Yifei, please forget about the tea. I'm a pretty pragmatic person. It doesn't matter to me whether I have tea or not, as long as it quenches my thirst."

Gu Yifei's smile remained unchanged, and he nodded slightly.

"Haha, Comrade Zhiming, you're right. Being pragmatic is good. Being pragmatic is a good thing for us county leaders and for the local people."

Gu Yifei already understood that it was unlikely he could reconcile with Jin Zhiming at this point.

Now we have to try a different approach: to test Jin Zhiming's opinion of the new comrade.

Thinking of this, he picked up the teapot and added a little water to their teacups. Watching the tea leaves swirl in the cups, he pretended to sigh.

"Comrade Zhiming, you know, the relationship between tea and water is quite interesting. Tea can't have this flavor without water, but every time you add water, you dilute the aroma and tranquility of the tea."

Jin Zhiming understood perfectly well what Gu Yifei meant. He was testing Jin Zhiming's attitude towards the new comrade.

He smiled slightly, picked up the teacup, and took a small sip.

"Actually, Secretary Gu, rather than saying that adding water dilutes the aroma of the tea, it's more accurate to say that each time water is added, it brings a new change to the tea."

"Sometimes people don't like this change and prefer to drink strong tea, but I like this change because I like to drink something lighter."