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

Wishing everyone a happy and healthy Dragon Boat Festival!

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Just as dawn was breaking, a military green Jeep 212 was parked in front of the Leishan County Finance Bureau.

A young man boarded the jeep with great agility.

The young man's name is Yu Zhao, and he is a Hui cadre.

After graduating from vocational school, I was assigned to the Leishan Finance Bureau. After several years of hard work, I finally reached the deputy section chief level.

Yu Zhao was known at work for being good at handling things and quick-witted.

Yesterday afternoon, he received a task and a thousand yuan from Zhao Haiyan.

He didn't sleep well all night.

Zhao Haiyan told him to go and apply for a road repair loan, and said not to come back if he couldn't get it!

If even Director Zhao couldn't handle it, how could he possibly manage this? He didn't believe it!

He pondered for half the night and finally managed to glean some meaning from Zhao Haiyan's few words.

Breakfast and lunch must be eaten at the bank, and only instant noodles are allowed; however, dinner can be any kind of meal one wants...

No throwing tantrums, you have to make a good impression on the boss, listen to everything they say, and absolutely don't leave...

Director Zhao never intended for him to run a loan business.

She simply wanted to disgust the China Construction Bank and its president, Chen Yanfei.

After figuring it out, Yu Zhao immediately made careful preparations.

In addition to the materials he was supposed to bring, he also prepared a small stool.

He even added a cushion because he was worried that sitting for too long would hurt his buttocks.

In addition, he also brought his eating utensils, an aluminum lunchbox.

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There was no conversation on the road. The Jeep 212 drove for more than five hours before finally arriving at Bianxi City.

Yu Zhao dismissed the driver and, instead of going to the Construction Bank, went directly to a guesthouse to stay.

After checking in, he went to the market and bought two boxes of instant noodles.

Fearing he would have to eat instant noodles for a long time, he directly chose the best brand, Hua Feng San Xian Yi Mian.

With everything prepared, Yu Zhao stuffed two packets of instant noodles into his bag and headed straight for the city's Construction Bank.

Upon arriving at the city branch of China Construction Bank, Yu Zhao didn't waste any time and went straight to the loan department, explaining his purpose.

The clerk, seeing that he was from the Leishan Finance Bureau, took him to the bank manager's office.

Upon meeting Chen Yanfei, Yu Zhao smiled and handed over the materials, explaining the situation with an extremely friendly attitude.

Everything that followed was exactly as Zhao Haiyan had described, even the excuses Chen Yanfei gave were the same.

"I've reviewed the materials from Leishan; there are no problems, all the paperwork is in order."

"However, the entire western part of the city is currently undergoing construction, and the bank's funds are quite tight..."

"Haha, you have to understand, even the landlords don't have surplus grain."

Everything was as expected, so Yu Zhao wasn't annoyed. He smiled and said.

"I understand. Our director said that you just need to issue a certificate explaining the situation."

"Just say that the bank is experiencing a cash shortage and cannot make loans. That way, we can explain the situation to our superiors."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yanfei almost spat out his tea.

Issue a note? What kind of note? A note saying that the Construction Bank of Bianxi City can't come up with three million?

Chen Yanfei couldn't drive, so he could only joke!

He grinned, giving an awkward smile.

"Well... how about this, you go back first, and we'll discuss it further?"

Yu Zhao was very cooperative, not even frowning, and immediately nodded in agreement.

"No problem! Our director also said I'll follow your lead. You can study it, I'll wait."

After saying that, he got up and left without waiting for Chen Yanfei's reply.

After leaving, he thoughtfully closed the door for Chen Yanfei.

Seeing Yu Zhao leave, Chen Yanfei couldn't help but sneer, "Loan sharking? You're still too green."

But Chen Yanfei couldn't smile during lunch.

He froze as soon as he opened the office door.

Yu Zhao didn't leave; he was really waiting, waiting very patiently.

He was sitting quietly on a small stool facing the door, eating instant noodles from an aluminum lunchbox.

Chen Yanfei glanced at the stool under Yu Zhao's buttocks, and the corner of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

He was about to speak when Yu Zhao put down his lunchbox and came over with a smile.

"President Chen, have you gotten any results from the research?"

Chen Yanfei frowned, his face showing displeasure, and said in a deep voice.

"Didn't I tell you to go back and wait? What are you doing sitting here?"

Yu Zhao grinned, his smile bright and sunny:

"It's alright, you go about your business, I won't disturb you."

"Our director said that no matter how long it takes, we must bring back a definite answer."

Chen Yanfei snorted coldly, said nothing more, and turned to go downstairs.

Not long after he left, two security officers came upstairs and tried to urge Yu Zhao to come downstairs.

Yu Zhao didn't argue with them, and smiled as he took out his work ID from his pocket.

"I am a Hui cadre from Leishan County. I'm here to see Director Chen for some business."

"If you take any action, I will file a complaint with the authorities."

Even though he was a government official and a member of an ethnic minority, the two security officers couldn't do anything about it.

The two had no choice but to find Chen Yanfei and report the situation.

After listening, Chen Yanfei replied with a cold face.

"Ignore him, I don't believe it. He still won't leave even at night."

Sure enough, Yu Zhao left when it was time to get off work, a little earlier than Chen Yanfei.

But when Chen Yanfei got off work, he still had a furrowed brow, and the corridor was filled with the smell of instant noodles.

This is just the beginning.

The next morning, as soon as Chen Yanfei arrived downstairs at the bank, Yu Zhao came to greet him.

"President Chen, have you finished your research?"

Chen Yanfei didn't even look at him and walked straight into the office building.

As he approached the entrance to the office area, he made a point of adding:

"Don't let this person come up."

As he said, Yu Zhao was stopped by the security officer and did not follow.

He wasn't in a hurry; he simply placed the stool at the entrance of the office area and plopped down on it.

Without Yu Zhao's harassment, Chen Yanfei finally had a quiet morning.

But when he had lunch, he was dumbfounded again.

Yu Zhao sat at the entrance of the office area, still holding an aluminum lunchbox in his hand, still eating instant noodles.

The bank lobby was quite crowded. No matter who they were or what business they were conducting, they would unconsciously glance at Yu Zhao.

Yu Zhao didn't care. He didn't make a fuss or cause any trouble. He ate and drank as usual.

After eating and drinking to their hearts' content, they would browse through the bank's newspapers and magazines.

That afternoon, Chen Yanfei finally couldn't hold on any longer.

It's so inappropriate to let such a shameless person eat instant noodles in the lobby.

They couldn't be driven away; the people weren't making a fuss, and they were ethnic minority cadres who came to do business, so there was no way to force them.

Left with no other option, Chen Yanfei had to call Yu Zhao to his office again.

This time, his attitude was much better, and he even spoke with a smile.

"Section Chief Yu, right? It's not good for you to keep waiting here."

"Okay, you go back first, and we'll give you an answer as soon as possible, okay?"

Yu Zhao's attitude was very good; he listened to everything I said and just wouldn't leave.

"It's alright, Director Chen. Our bureau chief said that the bureau will reimburse your food and lodging expenses."

"My task is to get your confirmation."

On the third day, Chen Yanfei finally couldn't hold back any longer and dialed Zhao Haiyan's number.

But to his surprise, Zhao Haiyan's attitude was even better than Yu Zhao's.

Zhao Haiyan remained quiet and even spoke with a smile.

"President Chen, whatever you say goes. I'll call the person back right away, no problem."

"If you can provide an explanation saying that the city's Construction Bank is experiencing a cash shortage, I'll let him come back."

Chen Yanfei was so angry he could barely contain himself, so he brought up the matter of upfront loans and rebates in a very subtle way.

Zhao Haiyan answered readily, clearly having been prepared.

"Paying interest upfront is no problem, as long as it's legal and compliant, we agree."

As for the issue of rebates, Zhao Haiyan simply ignored it, pretending not to have heard it.

Seeing that Zhao Haiyan was unmoved and playing the tai chi card well, Chen Yanfei simply hung up the phone.

Although the wicked idea came from Qi Tongwei, he was completely unaware of Yu Zhao's reaction.

He was leading a group of cadres, going door-to-door to complete the information in the comprehensive social management grid.

All Party members and cadres in the county who were able to mobilize, and who did not have important work to do, were mobilized.

It's not that I want to show how much importance I attach to it; it's mainly to save money.

He and Qin Xuefeng discussed it and decided that if the cadres made more trips, a large sum of the promotion funds provided by the city could be retained.

Although it wasn't much money, it was better than nothing and could solve the immediate problem.

As for the number of comprehensive management liaison officers assigned by the city.

Qi Tongwei proposed an even bolder idea: to directly allocate the quota to village-run teachers.

In the early 1990s, these village-run teachers without formal employment status had a very tough time.

Public school teachers can earn 170 or 180 yuan a month, but they only get 40 or 50 yuan.

And they can't even get their hands on them; it often drags on for more than half a year.

Giving the quota to village-run teachers is a win-win situation.

This solves the problem of these rural teachers not having formal employment status.

This also avoids the problems of low quality of community grid workers and poor investigation results.

After hearing this idea, Qin Xuefeng was somewhat tempted, but he was also worried that it might not be in accordance with the rules.

Qi Tongwei dispelled his concerns with just one sentence.

"They're just community liaison officers, volunteering to tutor the kids in Leishan. What's the problem?"