Qi Tongwei at the start: Not relying on Liang Lu, but winning by a single move against Heaven.

After hanging up the phone, Qi Tongwei glanced at the time; it was almost eight o'clock.

He didn't dare to delay and immediately called Qin Xuefeng to report, then called his driver and headed straight to Bianxi City.

If you go to Bianxi City at this time, it will be past 10 o'clock when you arrive, and you won't be able to see Wang Quanyou at all.

The reason he set off so early was not to see Wang Quanyou, but to see Baimaiti.

Some things are inconvenient to say over the phone; you have to meet in person to talk about them.

Speechless all the way.

At 10:30, the Santana stopped in front of a small restaurant in the alley behind the municipal party committee guesthouse.

This is where he and Baimaiti first ate together, and it has become their usual haunt.

The boss had a good memory and recognized him at a glance, greeting him with a smile.

"Hey friend... your buddy's in the private room, isn't he...?"

Qi Tongwei didn't respond, but smiled and nodded at him before walking straight into the private room.

Baimaiti had already arrived in the private room.

On the table were more than twenty skewers of roasted pork from a pit, several side dishes, and two small bottles of Laojiao liquor.

When he saw Qi Tongwei arrive, he smiled and raised his chin.

"The county magistrate is here...please have a seat..."

Qi Tongwei didn't seem to mind at all, and with a smile, he took out a red envelope from his pocket and handed it over.

"Don't say I'm freeloading off you every day... this is a gift for the child's college entrance..."

Baimaiti didn't stand on ceremony and casually stuffed it into his pocket, muttering a complaint under his breath.

"Oh, don't even mention it... I didn't even have time to hold a graduation banquet after the higher-ups came down."

Qi Tongwei rolled his eyes at him and casually made a joke.

"Just admit you're stingy... stop making excuses..."

He took off his coat, hung it on the back of the chair, and casually asked a question.

"How's it going? Has the child registered yet?"

Bai Mai got up to pour drinks for the two of them, casually mentioning that he had won a round, his voice full of regret.

"I originally wanted to give it to him, but I couldn't find the time... so his mom gave it to me..."

Both of them knew the purpose of the drink, so after a few brief pleasantries, they got down to business.

Setting down his wine glass, Qi Tongwei spoke first, his voice low.

"The boss has made a decision? When will things start moving?"

Baimaiti nodded, put a piece of beef in his mouth, and replied softly.

"The higher-ups are still working on the exact location, and the timing is uncertain... The conversation is over..."

Qi Tongwei's heart tightened upon hearing this. Still trying to figure out the exact location? Not the secretary of the Discipline Inspection Commission?

As he was thinking, Baimaiti's voice rang out again, somewhat meaningful.

"You deserve the most credit, kid. The comprehensive social management and grid-based governance has greatly satisfied the higher-ups..."

Qi Tongwei was stunned and didn't react for a moment.

He knew that the comprehensive social management grid system would definitely be effective.

What's the explanation that the higher-ups were very satisfied with? Because they destroyed a gun manufacturing den?

That case was indeed very typical, and it can't be said that it wasn't serious, but it was far from meeting the level of satisfaction from above.

Qi Tongwei remained silent for a long time, then pieced together everything that had happened, and suddenly everything became much clearer.

Timing! As the saying goes, it's better to arrive at the right time than to arrive early.

He presented Wang Quanyou with the most appropriate gift at the most appropriate time.

The comprehensive social management grid system demonstrated Wang Quanyou's determination, methods, and results to the higher authorities.

Having figured this out, Qi Tongwei smiled and nodded, sighing inwardly.

Man proposes, God disposes. The ancients were right.

Wang Quanyou has accomplished so many great things, but it turns out that he really put his efforts into small-scale grid management.

He clinked glasses with Baimaiti and asked a question with a smile.

"The boss didn't send me here just to praise me, did he?"

Baimaiti rolled his eyes at him and made a teasing remark.

"You're so generous, aren't you? You can go to heaven or hell, it's all up to you..."

Qi Tongwei took a sip of his drink and said casually.

"If you can go to the heavens, who will go to the earth..."

Baimaiti sighed, smiled, and shook his head.

"I didn't want you to go down there in the first place... you just didn't spend enough time in the city..."

Qi Tongwei knew there was a hidden meaning in his words, so he didn't respond and waited for what he would say next.

Sure enough, Baimaiti took a sip of wine and continued speaking.

"If the boss changes, who do you think will take over? Stability is paramount..."

Qi Tongwei immediately understood and asked in a deep voice.

"Promoted while still in the same position? Haven't the two of them been arguing about it all along..."

Baimaiti put down his wine glass, looked at Qi Tongwei, and his expression was very serious.

"Hey friend, you need to get this straight."

"It's just a difference in ideology; we're essentially revolutionary comrades."

"The old adage 'East wind prevails over West wind' no longer applies, so be careful not to make any mistakes."

Qi Tongwei was taken aback by what Baimaiti said, realizing that he had fallen into his old habit of being narrow-minded.

That's how it was in his past life; he attributed everything to factional struggles and ignored the intentions of those above.

He hesitated for a moment, narrowed his eyes, and tentatively asked.

"Then... what will happen to Qin if he continues to be demoted?"

Baimaiti sighed, shook his head, and was somewhat annoyed by his son's lack of ambition.

"I knew it! You went down too early."

"Now it's even worse; they know absolutely nothing about the situation in the city."

He glanced at Qi Tongwei and made his point clear.

"The Party Secretary of Fuyuan County just retired..."

After hearing this, Qi Tongwei couldn't help but grin and mutter a wry smile.

"Another temporary assignment... I wonder how long this one will last..."

Baimaiti rolled his eyes at him and snorted coldly.

"Hey friend, do you have any shame?"

"It took me over a decade to reach the division-level position, who are you trying to imply here..."

Qi Tongwei realized he had misspoke and didn't respond, but smiled and clinked glasses with Baimaiti.

After finishing their drinks, it was almost midnight. Qi Tongwei took Baimaiti home.

Looking at Baimaiti's retreating figure, Qi Tongwei finally felt reassured.

Regardless of Wang Quanyou's arrangements, he finally has a position as a division chief.

The next morning, Qi Tongwei appeared in Wang Quanyou's office on time.

Wang Quanyou's conversation was shorter and more direct than Qi Tongwei had anticipated.

He didn't give Qi Tongwei a chance to choose at all, and made the decision for Qi Tongwei directly.

"You should continue to work at the grassroots level and make sure you achieve something in Fuyuan County."

Qi Tongwei naturally didn't refute, and obediently pretended to be a good child.

After talking with Baimaiti last night, he has already analyzed the pros and cons.

An upward transfer would be good, as it would allow one to remain in the city and be closer to the center of power.

But if Cheng Shizhong is really in charge, it will be too difficult for him to achieve anything in the city.

I wouldn't say I'll definitely run into obstacles everywhere, but at the very least I'll be hesitant and have no way to use my strength.

Don't blame Qi Tongwei for being petty; given the precedent of Bianxi Welfare Lottery, he had to be cautious.

Rather than that, he might as well continue to be sent to Fuyuan County and live a carefree life as a king.

Moreover, in his memory, Fuyuan County was quite different from Leishan and Santai.

Fuyuan County has a treasure, a great treasure that can improve the lives of its people and enable its officials to achieve political success.

After ending the conversation and leaving Wang Quanyou's office, Qi Tongwei felt refreshed.

Standing in the corridor, he lit a cigarette and muttered something under his breath.

"From Leishan to Fuyuan...if only I could serve another term in Chikang..."

"My journey to Bianxi City this time has almost turned into a pilgrimage, heading west all the way..."

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I've been writing and revising the outline these past few days, so it's been a bit slow. Please understand.

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