Names: Uncle Zhao Mengsheng, Father-in-law Pei Yihong

Qi Tongwei nodded. "Okay, I look forward to a different and better result."

"Deal with it as soon as possible."

The two chatted for a few more minutes before hanging up.

Qi Tongwei was relieved and could go to sleep. He went into the bedroom and hugged Pei Xiaotong.

I quickly fell asleep.

Song Yunhui couldn't sit still and made several phone calls in a row.

Finally, he notified his most trusted subordinate, Fang Ping.

The two were once roommates, and Song Yunhui was always Fang Ping's superior.

Fang Ping is currently serving as the Director of the Safety Production Department of the Ministry of Chemical Industry and Energy.

After the two met, Song Yunhui asked directly, "Fang Ping, have you heard about the Planning Department's slush fund?"

Fang Ping shook his head. "Boss, I really didn't know. The Planning Department has too much power. I heard that a section chief in charge of approvals wouldn't be replaced by a minister."

Song Yunhui said frankly, "Fang Ping, this time we have to strike hard. You need to do something for me right now..."

Please be extremely careful.

Fang Ping nodded. "Boss, I guarantee I'll complete the task."

Four Nine Cities.

The night was dark.

After Fang Ping left, Lu Xiaola went into Song Yunhui's house without her secretary.

Now serving as the Minister of Chemicals and Energy, he has always acted with a low profile and caution.

His real name is Lu Xiaodi.

The reason he changed his name.

In his early years, when he was sent to the countryside, while others worked from sunrise to sunset, he would memorize English books early in the morning.

At the time, the educated youth labeled him as dragging the collective down and deliberately slacking off, and called him Xiao La.

After becoming a full director, she officially changed her name to Lu Xiaola.

The two had a deep friendship; they were not only superior and subordinate but also close friends who could talk about anything and didn't exchange many formalities.

The living room lighting is soft.

After taking his seat, Song Yunhui remained silent and took out the letter written by Qi Tongwei.

He pushed the letter aside and handed it to Lu Xiaola.

"Minister Lu, please take a look first."

"Xiao Hui, let's talk privately, don't be so formal. We're friends." Lu Xiaola flipped through the letter.

After a long while, he raised his hand and pinched the space between his eyebrows, his expression calm and indifferent.

I'm thinking about how to deal with Zhao Dehan's mine.

Song Yunhui looked at him quietly, a sense of emotion rising in his heart.

The two are of similar age and have comparable abilities, but their starting points are worlds apart.

Lu Xiaola's father was the former Minister of Chemical Industry, with impeccable political background and a profound family heritage.

Song Yunhui's father was just an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor who had passed away many years ago.

The saying "It's difficult for a child from a poor family to achieve greatness" perfectly illustrates this point.

Ultimately, the difference lies in family background.

The living room was quiet.

Lu Xiaola slowly closed the letter, her fingertips gently stroking the edge of the paper.

With a serious expression, he said, "Xiao Hui, we owe Qi Tongwei a huge favor."

If Zhao Dehan opens a crack here, even if we manage to clear ourselves of any major issues, our careers will essentially be over. I have several important meetings to attend tomorrow; I'm swamped with official duties and simply can't get away.

Xiao Hui, please take good care of this matter.

Our futures are entirely in your hands.

They were completely frank and transparent, without hiding anything.

Song Yunhui nodded silently. "Yes, Fang Ping has already taken care of it. I expect we'll hear from the villa soon."

The two men smoked and drank tea, waiting and waiting, but the phone call never came.

At dawn.

Fang Ping returned. "Minister Lu, Minister Song, we seized 239 million in cash and two ledgers."

"How many?"

"Over two hundred million?"

Song Yunhui and Lu Xiaola were a little surprised.

The three discussed and agreed on a follow-up strategy.

Sometime later, Song Yunhui fell asleep on the sofa.

Fang Ping called out to Song Yunhui again, but Lu Xiaola covered Song Yunhui with a coat and left Song Yunhui's house.

The next day.

Hou Liangping didn't even have time for breakfast. He got up early and drove straight to the Anti-Corruption Bureau of the Supreme People's Procuratorate.

After completing the case filing procedures, they split into three groups.

One group of people was keeping an eye on the Department of Chemicals and Energy.

A group of people kept an eye on Zhao Dehan's house.

A group of people kept their eyes on the Imperial Capital Villa.

Hou Liangping paced back and forth in his office, growing increasingly agitated.

The arrest warrant has yet to be approved.

My heart aches like it's being scratched by a cat, and my patience is completely exhausted.

He gritted his teeth and headed straight for the director's office.

He raised his hand and knocked on the door.

Boom boom boom!

"Go in!" Qin Siyuan was engrossed in flipping through documents, his pen tip sliding across the paper.

Upon seeing Hou Liangping enter, he immediately understood the purpose of the visit.

Qin Siyuan put down his pen, his tone flat, "Liangping, what's wrong now?"

Hou Liangping walked to the desk, his voice trembling with anxiety, "Director Qin, when will the paperwork be approved? I'm getting really impatient."

Qin Siyuan leaned back in his office chair, his expression calm and composed. "Liangping, our Anti-Corruption Bureau only has so many people. I've already arranged for someone to expedite the process. Don't worry, the paperwork will definitely be ready today or tomorrow."

Hou Liangping frowned, and his voice unconsciously rose a few decibels.

"Director Qin, how can we do this tomorrow? Zhao Dehan is in a key department, and Ding Yizhen holds real power in Jingzhou."

If, during this lull in the night, the two of them sense something's coming and run away, who will bear the consequences?

Qin Siyuan shook his head helplessly and advised, "Monkey, when will you change your impatient nature?"

Case handling requires proper procedures and cannot be rushed.

In just a few simple words, he made a reasonable and well-founded argument.

Hou Liangping's lips moved, but he swallowed the words back down.

Feeling incredibly frustrated, yet utterly helpless.

A higher rank can have a crushing effect, especially since Qin Siyuan is a genuine vice-ministerial level official.

You can't fight city hall.

Hou Liangping didn't argue any further, turned around with a sullen face and walked out of the bureau chief's office.

He returned to his office and closed the door behind him.

The room was quiet and somewhat oppressive, and a sense of unease spread through my heart.

He sat at his desk, legs crossed, silently grumbling to himself.

The morning was almost over, and there had been no progress whatsoever.

A key figure in the anti-corruption campaign couldn't even expedite the issuance of an arrest warrant.

He was holding a grudge.

To put it jokingly, if the paperwork were presented to him right now, he could immediately take his men and raid Zhao Dehan's residence.

Besides Zhao Dehan, there was also Ding Yizhen in Jingzhou.

Hou Liangping rubbed his temples, his mind racing as he worked out arrest plans.

A moment later, he took out a cigarette case, pulled out a cigarette, and lit it.

The smoke swirled around him, but it couldn't suppress the anxiety in his heart.

He dialed Zhong Xiaoai's number and pleaded, "Wife, please call Dad and ask him to help me coordinate this."

I want to take down Zhao Dehan during the day; we can't delay any longer.

On the other end of the phone, Zhong Xiaoai spoke calmly, without a trace of panic.

"Monkey, look at you, you can't hold your temper again."

Dad's probably in his office right now. I'll go find him later and call you back.

The call ended.

Zhong Xiaoai tidied herself up quickly and headed towards Zhong Zhengguo's office.

Chung Cheng-kuo was reviewing documents at his desk when he looked up and saw the little girl in the cotton-padded jacket entering the room, and he was very happy.

"Xiao Ai, come, sit down!"

Zhong Xiaoai sat opposite Zhong Zhengguo and stated her purpose directly.

"Dad, the monkey sent me to find you."

He wants you to put in a good word for Qin Siyuan and expedite the arrest procedures for Zhao Dehan and Ding Yizhen.

Hou Liangping and Zhong Xiaoai's principle is: relationships are useless if they don't exist, and expire if they don't last.