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

Hou Liangping led his team to search and investigate.

Qi Tongwei and Xun Jianxiang just watched silently.

After a thorough search, no large sums of cash, valuable gifts, or other valuables were found in Zhao Dehan's office.

Hou Liangping got nothing in return.

He really couldn't believe his eyes.

There were no gold bars, no luxury watches, and no luxury shopping cards.

Too clean, abnormally clean.

Was Zhao Dehan truly an honest official?

Hou Liangping noticed several books on the bookshelf and became interested.

In some cases I've investigated, some corrupt officials would cut a hole in a book and hide important things inside.

Hou Liangping saw a paperback copy of "Journey to the West," with yellowed pages and worn edges, clearly indicating it had been read countless times.

With a flick of the fingertip.

A brand-new 100-yuan bill was tucked inside the page about Sun Wukong's three battles with the White Bone Demon.

In addition, several bank cards fell out.

It's eye-catching enough.

Hou Liangping raised an eyebrow, and his previously suppressed arrogance instantly rebounded.

He turned to look at Fang Ping beside him, then looked at Zhao Dehan provocatively.

"Take a good look."

These bank cards are very important.

Who knows if Zhao Dehan's ill-gotten gains are hidden inside.

Song Yunhui pointed at Zhao Dehan without saying anything, his meaning clear: Zhao Dehan should go over and explain.

Zhao Dehan nodded respectfully to Song Yunhui.

For a division chief of his rank, meeting Song Yunhui was extremely rare.

I never expected that my first meeting this year would be with Hou Liangping.

Zhao Dehan strode forward and walked straight up to Hou Liangping.

He put on an honest, wronged appearance.

Pointing to several bank cards laid out on the table, he began to explain in detail.

"Director Hou, I'm telling you the truth."

None of these cards were of dubious origin; they were all welfare cards issued by the ministry to its cadres.

"Oh, Director Zhao, could you explain?" Hou Liangping certainly didn't believe him.

Zhao Dehan pointed to the top card.

"This is my basic salary card. The money arrives on time every month, without fail. You can get a statement of my earnings."

Hou Liangping raised an eyebrow. "Continue."

Zhao Dehan pointed to the red bank card, "This card is for special occasions like holidays."

All holiday benefits, including those for the Spring Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival, are deposited into this card.

These days, I, Zhao Dehan, don't become an official for the sake of fame and fortune; all I care about is the piles of money during holidays.

"Legitimate income, you can check it anytime."

Then, he pointed to the green bank card.

"This card is specifically for issuing heating subsidies. In the biting cold of northern winters, the department thoughtfully provides rice and grain. Winter heating doesn't rely on coal; the subsidy is deposited directly into this green card."

He could rattle off rhymes on the spot, making Fang Ping secretly raise his eyebrows.

Zhao Dehan had this trick up his sleeve all along.

What a talent!

Without pausing, Zhao Dehan continued, "And this blue card provides daily meal allowances and transportation subsidies."

No need to panic when commuting to work, the cafeteria meal card is hidden inside.

This last black card is for phone bill subsidies. Frequent business calls result in a fixed monthly allowance being added to it.

Five bank cards, each with a clearly defined purpose and all in compliance with regulations.

Zhao Dehan pointed to the hundred-yuan bill tucked inside the book.

"This hundred dollars was just something I casually clipped together as a bookmark."

An honest official does not covet a single penny; his heart is open and undisturbed.

I, Zhao Dehan, have acted uprightly and honestly; I feel no fear even when someone knocks on my door in the middle of the night!

At this moment, Zhao Dehan is cultivating an image of integrity for himself.

Hou Liangping frowned, refusing to believe it no matter what.

"Listen up, everyone, check quickly, use the POS machine, and verify with the bank."

How can there be such a big difference between two section chiefs?

Are there different kinds of department heads?

Hou Liangping only has two bank cards.

Who would have thought that the Department of Chemical Energy, with its deep pockets, would offer such outrageous welfare benefits?

It's a situation where some are dying of drought while others are drowning in floods.

Fang Ping interrupted Hou Liangping, "Hou Liangping, if you want to investigate, no problem. I'll make a bet with you."

Hou Liangping raised an eyebrow arrogantly, his haughtiness undiminished. "What kind of bet?"

Fang Ping slightly raised his chin and began digging a hole, "Check it immediately now."

If there's even a single penny of illicit income in your account, Zhao Dehan will call you grandpa.

If everything is clean and there's no trickery involved, then you can call Zhao Dehan "Grandpa."

In short, you call him Grandpa.

Song Yunhui and Lu Xiaola, who were outside, couldn't help but laugh.

Fang Ping is up to something.

Zhao Dehan deliberately widened his eyes, putting on a troubled and restrained look.

"Director Fang, isn't this inappropriate? We're all within the system; there's a proper hierarchy, and we can't disregard etiquette."

He declined verbally, but a hint of mockery lurked in his eyes.

They're just pretending to be ignorant when they actually know the truth.

Hou Liangping was enraged; he was never one to back down or admit defeat.

I don't believe at all that Zhao Dehan, an official, is clean.

"Okay, it's a deal."

A bet has determined who will call whom "grandpa".

Hou Liangping waved his hand, and a mobile POS machine was brought out for on-site verification.

Meanwhile, some people contacted the headquarters of several banks to inquire.

Watching the video, Qi Tongwei and Xun Jianxiang smoked cigarettes and observed quietly.

soon.

The information from the bank is transmitted back simultaneously.

There were no suspicious transfers or illicit income from the five bank cards.

It's excessively clean.

"Director Hou, everything is normal, there are no illegal funds transactions."

With a buzzing sound.

Hou Liangping's mind went completely blank for a moment.

His pupils contracted slightly, and he froze on the spot, all traces of arrogance vanishing from his face.

The slap in the face came quickly and ruthlessly, catching everyone off guard.

Fang Ping crossed his arms, a mocking smile playing on his lips, and pressed closer step by step.

"Director Hou, a man's word is his bond. You must keep your promise."

Zhao Dehan slowly straightened up, deliberately cleared his throat, and began to speak slowly.

"Director Hou, the bet is settled, the winner and loser are clear. Your words carry weight. Grandson, call me Grandpa."

Zhao Dehan's lethality is off the charts.

All eyes in the room were focused on Hou Liangping.

The corridor was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Hou Liangping's ears turned red and his face felt hot.

Go ahead and shout.

I'll add you to the order in a bit.

He gritted his teeth, his throat bobbed slightly, and squeezed out two words with extreme difficulty.

"grandfather!"

The voice was extremely low, indistinct, and barely audible.

Zhao Dehan deliberately put his hand to his ear, squinted his eyes, and pretended that he couldn't hear.

"Hou Liangping, your voice is too soft."

"Director Hou, speak louder, I can't hear you."

After calling out "Grandpa!", Hou Liangping's face turned ashen, and he felt a tightness in his chest, with nowhere to vent his anger.

In this round, they temporarily lost face.

We'll see how it goes, like looking at the accounts while riding a donkey.

Hou Liangping's scouts witnessed Zhao Dehan visiting that villa area.

The surveillance footage showed Zhao Dehan riding his electric bike to the villa's gate, and the security guard letting him pass.

You'll be so smug for a moment, but you'll be crying soon enough.

Song Yunhui stepped forward slowly, his hands naturally behind his back. "Director Hou, you have made a subjective and arbitrary search of our department's section-level cadres, disrupted the department's office order, and groundlessly smeared the reputation of our department's public officials."

What do you think we should do?

Um?"

Hou Liangping clenched his teeth, his chest heaving violently.

He had handled countless cases, big and small, throughout his life, but he had never felt so frustrated.