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

If we were to make up for it, it would be a huge sum of money.

It hurts!

Zhao Ruilong's heart tightened, and he quickly spoke up to defend himself: "Governor Qi, this matter really has nothing to do with me!"

Now all shares and assets of the Shanshui Group have been transferred to Du Bozhong, and the rights and responsibilities are clearly defined.

He should bear all the consequences; I withdrew long ago!

They immediately shifted the blame, showing no desire to take any responsibility.

Qi Tongwei glanced at Zhao Ruilong indifferently, "Mr. Zhao, that's not how the rules are calculated."

In the year that you illegally acquired land and changed the nature of the land, you were the major shareholder and actual controller of Shanshui Group.

All the illegal operations and profit-grabbing occurred during the period when you were the major shareholder.

Equity transfer is a business transaction; it cannot cover up the illegal activities of that year, nor can it absolve you of your responsibility.

The law does not recognize withdrawal after the fact; it only recognizes the attribution of rights and responsibilities at the time of the incident.

Both you and Shanshui Group must make up for it.

This isn't just directed at you.

With a single sentence, he sealed off all escape routes, leaving no loopholes whatsoever.

Zhao Ruilong's face darkened slightly, and his heart sank instantly.

Qi Tongwei is now the executive vice governor, wielding real power and keeping his word; this is by no means an exaggeration.

He was still thinking of a workaround: "Governor Qi, is it possible not to pay? Or is there another way?"

Qi Tongwei directly presented the final solution: "Ruilong must be handed over. I have discussed it with Director Gu Mingyuan."

I secured the best solution for you.

No need for disciplinary committee intervention, no need for case filing or investigation, and no need to go through judicial procedures.

Just one rule: donate one, and we'll make up for three.

Zhao Ruilong looked puzzled, his brows furrowed. "Governor Qi, what does 'donate one to make up for three' mean?"

I didn't understand. Could you please explain?

I'm a little confused.

Similar to a "three-times compensation for counterfeit goods" policy?

Three times?

If so, Zhao Ruilong's first thought would be to flee and hide overseas.

Liu Xinjian ate grapes without moving his mouth, muttering to himself that Qi Tongwei had gone too far.

Fortunately, Qi Tongwei was not his direct supervisor.

Otherwise, life would be quite difficult.

Qi Tongwei stated bluntly: "You should donate 100 million yuan to the Handong Provincial Government in your personal capacity."

Three hundred million yuan in land transfer fees were paid in arrears.

A total of four small goals.

As for you, Zhao Ruilong, let bygones be bygones and settle the old scores of the Shanshui Group.

Four small goals, not a small amount, enough to make Zhao Ruilong's heart ache.

Zhao Ruilong was heartbroken and looked very upset. He quickly tried to appeal to people's emotions.

They don't want to make up a single penny, yet they donate money.

Not allowed.

Absolutely not allowed.

"Governor Qi, could you please make an exception and show leniency?"

Four small goals are no small amount.

If you feel I've done anything wrong, just name your price. I'll give you money, gifts, or transfer some of my shares in Huilong Group to you. I promise you won't lose out!

In his eyes, everything is tradable, and personal relationships and rules can be settled with money.

Anyway, I have absolutely no intention of submitting the four small goals.

Qi Tongwei tapped the coffee table lightly. "Mr. Zhao, the proposal I'm giving you now is the one that is most beneficial to you."

If they don't pay, I can only have the audit, land and resources, and tax departments jointly investigate and prosecute the case.

I don't want a single penny, and I won't accept any benefit whatsoever.

What I want is to establish rules in Handong and clean up the corruption within the Handong officialdom.

Zhao Ruilong grumbled, "Governor Qi, can't you be a little more accommodating and reduce the amount?"

Qi Tongwei wanted to laugh, but he held it in. "President Zhao, just follow the plan and make the donations. Then we'll put an end to this."

If you refuse to cooperate and take chances, once the case is formally filed and legal proceedings begin, the late fees, fines, and accountability will add up to 400 million yuan, which will be far more than you gain.

There's a huge difference between being proactive and being reactive; think about the listed companies under your name. I'm doing this for the sake of tens of thousands of shareholders.

By employing both soft and hard tactics, and combining kindness and severity, they completely extinguished Zhao Ruilong's侥幸心理 (a sense of侥幸, or a belief that he could get away with it).

If someone is detained, the stock will likely fall by at least one limit down.

The losses are more than just four small goals.

Zhao Ruilong broke out in a cold sweat instantly, completely panicking.

He knew that Qi Tongwei was decisive and kept his word; he was not just bluffing.

You can't fight city hall; your father, Zhao Lichun, is no longer in Handong, so you're inferior to others.

Not daring to say anything else, he said, "Governor Qi, please allow me to ask my second sister. I'll make a phone call."

Qi Tongwei nodded. "Okay. Decide as soon as possible."

Weigh the pros and cons yourself.

For minor matters, Zhao Ruilong has the final say.

When it comes to important matters, Zhao Xiaohui still has the final say.

Zhao Ruilong went into the yard, dialed his second sister Zhao Xiaohui's number, and briefly explained the situation.

On the other end of the phone, Zhao Xiaohui was silent for a moment, then gave a calm and decisive conclusion: "Ruilong, don't be stubborn, don't take chances, listen to Governor Qi's arrangements."

Since he's willing to offer you a way out privately and leave you room to maneuver, that's the greatest favor he can do.

Never try to bargain, or you'll only suffer the consequences.

The Zhao family is no longer what it used to be and has no leverage to compete.

Zhao Ruilong was unwilling but had no choice. "Okay, Second Sister, I'll listen to you."

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Ruilong walked into the living room. "Governor Qi, I'll listen to you. I, Zhao Ruilong, will accept the offer of one donation to make up for three."

I'll arrange the financial transfer tomorrow.

Qi Tongwei patted Zhao Ruilong on the shoulder, "Ruilong, good, good, you're so supportive of Handong's development. I'll talk to Governor Liu about it and get you named one of the 'Top Ten Private Entrepreneurs of Handong Province'."

Zhao Ruilong felt that exchanging four small goals for an award certificate was a bit of a loss, but it was better than nothing.

Still harboring doubts, he asked, "Governor Qi, if I may be so bold as to ask, where did you find the clues to such a hidden old account?"

Qi Tongwei picked up his teacup, smiled faintly, and said, "Ruilong, the Audit Department, the Land and Resources Department, and the Tax Bureau each have their own responsibilities and special teams. They are never just sitting around doing nothing."

"If we really want to investigate, we can dig up any old secrets or violations, leaving no stone unturned."

This is not just empty talk.

As for the source, it's quite simple: one is memory, and the other is what Ding Yizhen gradually pried out of his mouth.

The city of Beijing, a thousand miles away.

The Zhao family.

living room.

Zhao Xiaohui sat on the sofa. "Dad, Qi Tongwei proposed donating one to make up for three, which is a total of four small goals."

To be honest, this is a lot of money, and it really hurts my wallet.

It's real money flowing out of the country; anyone would feel the pain.

Zhao Lichun leaned back on the sofa. Having experienced half a lifetime of ups and downs in officialdom, he had long since seen through the pros and cons.

"Xiao Hui, you have to pay even if it hurts. Some money has to be spent."

Think about it carefully. The Liang family has been deeply rooted in Handong for decades, with a strong foundation and extensive network of connections. They can fall from power in an instant, without any chance of making a comeback.

Losing money to avoid disaster is probably the most worthwhile outcome.

Fortunately, Ruilong was just a businessman and not part of the system.

If he were still in government, he'd probably be stuck working as a sewing machine this time.

As expected of a master, he saw through the pros and cons at a glance.

Money is just an external thing, and Zhao Lichun only has one son.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xiaohui's brows relaxed. "Dad, I understand."

Where there is life, there is hope.

Compared to the Liang family, exchanging 400 million for peace of mind is truly a bargain.

As night deepened outside the window, Zhao Lichun smoked a cigarette, vaguely sensing that an even bigger storm was brewing.

Jingzhou City, Handong Province.

After dinner, Qi Tongwei hugged Pei Xiaotong and walked into the No. 2 compound of the Provincial Party Committee.

As soon as he entered, he called out, "Governor Liu, I'm here!"