Nominal: Energy sector enters Handong, breaking the deadlock

Another point is that Sha Ruijin genuinely doesn't want his wife Cao Qingyun to come to Handong.

She can take care of herself; even pigs can fly. Absolutely impossible.

With her arrival, there are now two shrewish wives in the house, making it difficult to travel in Handong.

Cao Family Courtyard.

The night was deep and quiet, and the courtyard was utterly still.

Cao Qingyun hung up the phone, changed her clothes, and took a sip of water.

He walked quickly to his father Cao Yanwen's study and gently knocked on the door.

After all, she was a lady from a respectable family, so she could do whatever she wanted elsewhere.

You have to knock to get to your father's study.

A deep, resonant voice emanated from inside the room, carrying an air of authority born from years of experience in officialdom.

"Enter."

Cao Qingyun pushed open the door and entered. "Dad, I have something interesting to tell you."

Cao Yanwen put down his copy of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms." "Yunyun, stop keeping me in suspense and tell me!"

Cao Qingyun sat opposite her father. "Dad, you'll never guess."

Song Yunhui personally visited Ruijin at the No. 1 compound of the Provincial Party Committee tonight, and the two are currently in conversation.

Cao Yanwen got up, put the book on the bookshelf, and said, "Oh, this is interesting."

This Song Yunhui is becoming increasingly unfathomable; he is far more complex than he appears on the surface.

I'm starting to like this young Comrade Song.

No wonder he's from the Energy Department; otherwise, Old Xu would never have chosen him.

Will Xiao Jinzi be able to get by smoothly in Handong?

This is highly questionable.

Cao Qingyun frowned slightly and voiced his doubts, "Dad, I really don't understand his actions."

During the daytime Standing Committee meeting, Ruijin insisted on pushing forward the freeze on cadre appointments, clearly intending to consolidate personnel power. Song Yunhui publicly confronted him, directly rejecting the proposal and humiliating Ruijin, bringing their conflict to the forefront.

But he turned around and invited the Thirteen Protectors to have tea.

He would visit again that night, his actions alternating between force and gentleness, hard and soft, leaving one unsure of his true intentions.

Having been exposed to politics from a young age, Cao Qingyun knew a little about it, but not much.

Cao Yanwen smiled faintly, "Yunyun, this precisely demonstrates that Song Yunhui is extremely shrewd, experienced, knows how to advance and retreat, keeps his abilities hidden, and considers the overall situation."

The outside world generally believed that the Zhong family's defeat in the first round of confrontation, with the energy sector temporarily gaining the upper hand, would inevitably lead to deep resentment and fierce confrontation towards Ruijin, which cooperated with the Zhong family.

Cao Qingyun nodded. "Dad, to be precise, Song Yunhui slapped Ruijin in the face as soon as he arrived in Handong. That counts as a fight."

The energy sector will definitely retaliate.

The higher-ups certainly don't want to see a chaotic situation in Handong.

As a result, Ruijin went to Handong, and Song Yunhui went there right afterward.

Therefore, I think Song Yunhui is a very complex person.

Anyway, I can't see through it.

Cao Yanwen gently shook his head, "Yunyun, you and Ruijin are still too young."

The golden age for one's career is now after 60. Watching the clouds drift by at the peak is a great blessing in life.

The higher authorities have never objected to any power struggles, conflicts, or power struggles in Handong.

Where there are people, there is conflict; the officialdom of Handong is like a martial arts world.

Cao Qingyun poured Cao Yanwen a cup of tea. "Dad, what you're saying is a bit convoluted, I don't quite understand. Could you simplify it?"

Cao Yanwen laughed, "Yunyun, the higher-ups don't want to see a situation like Zhao Lichun's time, where one person makes all the decisions in Handong."

What we do not want to see is a stagnant, rigid, and stagnant Handong.

Song Yunhui is no ordinary person.

Having accurately grasped the central government's intentions, his actions today were a way of announcing to the outside world that Song Yunhui was not there to take sides or engage in factional struggles, but to break the deadlock, revitalize the overall situation, and turn things around.

A balance of firmness and flexibility, kindness and severity—this is the highest level of political wisdom.

It's actually quite scary to be an opponent of this kind of person.

Cao Qingyun remained silent for a moment, seemingly lost in thought, before suggesting, "Dad, I plan to go to Handong soon to see how Ruijin is doing there."

Cao Yanwen took two sips of tea. "Yunyun, don't rush, calm down and wait a little longer."

The time is not right. If you rush into the game, you will only increase the variables and disrupt Ruijin's plans.

The second son of the Zhong family is now like a crippled tiger.

Observing and waiting to see how things develop is the best course of action.

He didn't want his daughter to get involved in the mess. He thought it would be much more prestigious for her to go to Handong when Sha Ruijin was in control.

Cao Qingyun couldn't help but complain, "Dad, speaking of which, the second son of the Zhong family is really useless."

Having been outmaneuvered by the energy department and suffered a great loss, they've been bitten by a snake and are now terrified of anything, too cowardly to handle any responsibility.

Cao Yanwen laughed and said, "Yunyun, it's all a mix of truth and falsehood."

This is the art of governance.

You don't understand the intricacies of it.

Chung Cheng-mian appears to be showing weakness and admitting defeat, but in reality, he is only half-true and deliberately hiding his true abilities.

He deliberately showed weakness, playing the emotional card, hoping for leniency from his superiors.

Now that the outcome is in, he only received a warning, a slap on the wrist that caused no real harm. This is the greatest benefit of showing weakness.

Cao Qingyun suddenly realized, but then a new question arose: "Dad, what about Hou Liangping?"

He was the one who started the whole mess; he acted recklessly and impulsively, without any sense of proportion. It's truly a complicated situation.

How was he able to escape unscathed?

Cao Yanwen chuckled lightly, "Song Yunhui, Lu Xiaola, and Zhao Dehan are all veterans with meticulous minds."

Yunyun, don't forget that the Energy Department has no shortage of money.

Hou Liangping and Zhong Zhengmian are no match for Xiao Jinzi in terms of shrewdness, tactics, and overall strategy. Their idea of ​​stirring up trouble in Song Yunhui's game is pure wishful thinking.

They may appear to be at the center of the game, but in reality, they are merely pawns in the hands of others, their fates never in their own hands.

Cao Qingyun sighed, "If that's the case, Dad, why didn't you object to Xiao Jinzi cooperating with the Zhong family back then?"

Knowing the odds of winning are slim, why would you still willingly enter the game?

Cao Yanwen's fingertips caressed the teacup. "Yunyun, you can't see into someone's heart."

There are no permanent friends or permanent enemies, only permanent interests.

So-called cooperation is never a genuine alliance; it's just mutual exploitation and leveraging each other's strengths.

Xiao Jinzi represents our Cao family, which has already established itself in Handong and its plans are already in place.

We must send Hou Liangping, that son-in-law of the Zhong family, to Handong and give Xiao Jinzi a knife.

Let the Chung family's influence stir up the situation for us.

Cao Qingyun pouted, "Dad, you're dreaming. That old fox Zhong Zhengguo wouldn't be willing to part with that."

Cao Yanwen burst into laughter, "Haha."

Zhong Zhengguo had no choice.

Your dad isn't stupid either; he's got plenty of ideas.

Tomorrow I will personally visit Chung Cheng-mian in the hospital and have another in-depth talk with Chung Cheng-kuo.

"I have a brilliant plan!"

Cao Qingyun sincerely remarked, "Old ginger is spicier."

It's all just a bunch of old foxes putting on a show.

The No. 1 compound of the Provincial Party Committee in Handong.

Sha Ruijin hung up the phone, feeling extremely embarrassed.

He raised his hand and scratched his head, looked at Song Yunhui, and explained with a wry smile, "Comrade Yunhui, I'm sorry you had to see this."

My wife isn't usually this assertive; I guess she's just emotionally unstable during her period and acting out.

Song Yunhui smiled slightly. "Comrade Ruijin, I understand. Men, when they're out and about, they're not in control of their own lives."

May I ask your age, madam?