Anti-gang campaign: Female bureau chief

Meanwhile, on the other side of the city, Shen Wangshan was having breakfast at the "Golden Coast" private club in the east of the city.

This club is nominally a high-end restaurant, but it is never open to the public and only serves Shen Wangshan and his approved "distinguished guests".

The clubhouse is decorated in an extremely luxurious style. The lobby floor is paved with imported marble, the decorative paintings on the walls are all original works, and even the washbasin in the bathroom is made from a single piece of jade.

Shen Wangshan sat by the window, with a bowl of white porridge, a dish of pickled vegetables, and two fried eggs in front of him.

He always eats simple breakfasts, a habit he developed during his early years in prison, and it has remained unchanged for the past thirty years.

Zhou Wenxuan sat opposite him, holding a document and giving a report:

"At last night's gathering, there were six people from Boss Ren's side. Besides Gu Changhe, there was Deputy Director Zhao from the Municipal Land and Resources Bureau, Deputy Director Qian from the Municipal Housing and Construction Commission, Deputy Director Sun from the Municipal Planning Bureau, and President Li Guangping from Yi'an Bank. Gu Changhe drank about half a jin of baijiu last night and said a lot, but only one sentence was truly useful."

Which sentence?

Shen Wangshan picked up a piece of pickled vegetable.

He said that the new Director Jiang was given a clear task by the provincial department: to investigate the problems in Yi'an. But the provincial department could only give her the task; how far she could investigate in Yi'an depended on how long she stayed there.

If a municipal bureau chief cannot produce any substantial results within three months, even if the provincial department wants to protect her, it will lose face.

Shen Wangshan slowly chewed the pickled vegetables without speaking, while Zhou Wenxuan continued his report:

"Gu Changhe's meaning is very clear—delay, delay for three months, so that she can't find anything out. Then, without us having to do anything, the provincial department will naturally transfer her away. Once she's gone, Yi'an will still be the same Yi'an."

"drag."

Shen Wangshan repeated the word, then put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a tissue, and said, "Gu Changhe is all talk and no action. He's the executive vice mayor; he can get his departments to cooperate with him with just a word. But what about me?"

I own dozens of companies and thousands of employees. I'm constantly on the go, and any mishap in any环节 (link/step) will cause me trouble. He says he'll drag it out for three months. Should I tell my people to do absolutely nothing for those three months?

Are so many construction sites shut down? Are so many sand and gravel plants shut down? I lose millions every day I don't work. How much will Gu Changhe cover for me in three months?

Zhou Wenxuan didn't respond; he knew Shen Wangshan hadn't finished speaking.

Sure enough, Shen Wangshan leaned back in his chair, lit a cigar, and squinted as he said:

"Gu Changhe wants to delay because it's in his best interest. He's an official, and as long as nothing goes wrong, his position is secure. But we're different; we're ordinary people, and we rely on real business."

If Jiang Ruolan just sits in her office investigating those old cases, she won't find anything; I haven't left any evidence on paper. But what if she starts from the streets? Zhao Biao is turning himself in today, and she'll definitely be targeting others next.

You know my men; they're ruthless in fights, but they're not cut out for dealing with the police, especially those from the provincial headquarters.

Zhou Wenxuan adjusted his glasses and said carefully:

"Brother Shan, do you mean we can't just keep dragging this out?"

"We can't just keep putting it off."

Shen Wangshan exhaled a puff of smoke. "Delaying is one way, but not the only way. Gu Changhe has his ways of playing, and we have ours."

The best way to deal with this kind of person is not to wait for her to make a move and then respond, but to take the initiative and keep her busy from the start, so she won't have the energy to investigate me.

"How should I make my move?"

Shen Wangshan stubbed out his cigar in the ashtray, stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the city awakening outside, remaining silent for a long time.

"She's investigating a criminal case. But the police can handle more than just criminal cases; they can also handle public order cases, economic crimes, traffic accidents, and fire-related incidents. Yee On is such a big place, how many incidents happen every day?"

If new cases keep popping up every day, piling up on her and keeping her constantly occupied, how much energy do you think she'll have left to dredge up old cases?

Zhou Wenxuan's eyes lit up:

"You mean, drown her in this case?"

"Yes, drown her in a case."

Shen Wangshan turned around, a meaningful smile on his face. "But it has to be done cleanly, so that no one can tell it's intentional. Yi'an is not peaceful to begin with; how often do we not have a few fights and brawls? As long as we control the pace well, keeping her busy from morning till night, so busy that she doesn't even have time to drink water, let's see how she investigates."

Zhou Wenxuan nodded and began to plan the specific operation in his mind.

The most terrifying thing about Shen Wangshan is that he is not just a desperate man who rose to power through violence, but also an extremely shrewd strategist.

Through thirty years of hard work and struggle, he learned one thing: true power is not fists, but the understanding and utilization of the rules.

He knew the city of Yi'an inside and out, down to every pore and every capillary. He knew how to make the city's gears turn according to his will without crossing any lines.

"Oh, right."

Shen Wangshan seemed to suddenly remember something, "What was the name of that guy whose shop Zhao Biao smashed up again?"

"Chen Desheng runs a building materials store in the south of the city."

"Send him some money, saying it's a small token of my appreciation from Shen Wangshan. Tell him that Zhao Biao has been arrested by the police, and this kind of thing won't happen again. Have him sign a letter of understanding; if he agrees, the money will double."

Zhou Wenxuan was stunned for a moment:

"Brother Shan, Zhao Biao went to turn himself in. If the victim signs a letter of forgiveness..."

"Then Zhao Biao can come out sooner."

Shen Wangshan said, "Isn't Jiang Ruolan going to use Zhao Biao as a scapegoat to establish her authority? I want to see who she can turn her knife on if even the victims come out to speak up for Zhao Biao."

Zhou Wenxuan didn't ask any more questions and picked up his phone to start making arrangements.

Shen Wangshan sat back down in his chair, picked up the now-cold white porridge, and drank it all, mouthful by mouthful.

At 9:30 a.m., Jiang Ruolan received a call from Fang Xuewen.

"Director Jiang, Zhao Biao has been apprehended."

Fang Xuewen's voice carried a hint of self-satisfaction, "He turned himself in early this morning. He was very cooperative and confessed to smashing the shop yesterday, saying it was an impulsive act. He is willing to compensate the victims for all their losses. We have taken criminal detention measures against him in accordance with the law, and he is currently being held in the First Detention Center."

Jiang Ruolan was silent for two seconds, then asked:

"He turned himself in?"

"Yes, their attitude was very good, and they even wrote a letter of repentance on their own initiative."

Has the victim's injury assessment been conducted?

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