Rebirth of the Rising Sun

When Liu Wenhua finished speaking, his hand had already touched Ding Qiang's hand, and then he continued, "At the same time, I also criticized the Municipal Traffic Police Brigade. Director Ding, time is precious. For someone as busy as you, it's just running a red light, which means you are more eager to serve the people. How can you just confiscate your car? Don't worry, the Traffic Police Brigade has realized their mistake. We have also dismissed the traffic police who confiscated your car. At the same time, your car will be delivered to you by the Traffic Police Brigade Captain in person soon. Do you think you are still dissatisfied?"

When Ding Qiang heard Liu Wenhua say that the traffic policeman who detained his car would be ordered to resign, he felt sorry for it. It was because he deliberately ran a red light and made trouble. If the traffic policeman was really fired, how could he feel at ease? "Oh, well, this is actually my fault. I think the traffic policeman doesn't need to be fired. He just needs to write a self-criticism. It's my bad attitude after all."

"No problem, no problem." Liu Wenhua was very happy to see Ding Qiang being so magnanimous. He had always heard people say that the young masters in Kyoto had very bad tempers and were arrogant. He was worrying about how to get along with Ding Qiang. But now it seems that this person is not difficult to get along with. At least now he knows how to care about a young traffic policeman. In theory, such a person should be easy to deal with.

Only Song Dexiang, who was standing behind the two men, knew clearly that Ding Qiang was not a good person at all. Thinking about the scene when he deliberately played a prank on him just now, he was clearly a devil. Now he was pretending to be a good guy again.

In Mayor Liu Wenhua's office, Ding Qiang and Song Dexiang sat down, and then the municipal government secretary general Di Quan came in and served tea. Then Liu Wenhua smiled and asked Ding Qiang, "Director Ding, you are really young and promising, and your work attitude is worth learning from. You just arrived in Guangxi Province and came to our Haibei City to conduct research. You are really a role model for many people to learn from!"

Anyone would feel comfortable hearing such words, but Ding Qiang was used to hearing such words when he was the director of the Liaison Office of the Foreign Bank Preparatory Bureau in Kyoto. Now he didn't feel much when listening to Liu Wenhua's words, and he was basically immune to them. "Haha, Mayor Liu, what are you talking about? This is actually what I should do. I came to Haibei this time because I heard that Vice Governor Du had just left you and was still very confident in the economic development of Haibei. That's why I made this my first stop. I think with the end of the Asian financial crisis, Haibei should be in urgent need of funds to develop the economy like other brother cities, so I came here. Well, I think this is how it should be. Mayor Liu should bring all the projects in Haibei that need money to me, so that I can have an idea of ​​them. In addition, I will conduct a preliminary review. What do you think?"

When talking about work, Ding Qiang still put on a serious look. Indeed, he was recommended by Feng Sizhe to be the director this time, and he also had responsibilities, which was to find a way to put the money of Tangsheng Bank where it should be used. Of course, he also had to find a way to bring benefits to the bank.

"Okay, okay, I will sort out the information as soon as possible and send it to Director Ding. By the way, Director Ding's accommodation has not been arranged yet, I think Director Di, find the best room in our Haibei Hotel and arrange it for Director Ding. He is here to help us with our work, and we have the obligation to take good care of him in life." Liu Wenhua was very happy to hear Ding Qiang mention work so quickly. He was worried that the money borrowed from the Provincial Japanese Business Council would not be returned. This year has passed, and he saw that there are more places to spend money. What should he do? At this time, Ding Qiang, the great god of wealth, came. In this way, can't he make good use of it to make up for his own hole? At the same time, it can also buy enough time for the Provincial Japanese Business Council to pay back the money.

Ding Qiang smiled and did not refuse Liu Wenhua's kindness. What he had to do now was to be a good person and give Liu Wenhua the best sense of trust, because only in this way could he find out for Feng Sizhe where the city government needed money, how much money was needed, and what the money would be used for.

Di Quan took Ding Qiang away. Liu Wenhua stood by the office window and watched Ding Qiang's car gradually drive away. He said happily, "God has a good eye. I, Liu Wenhua, finally see a turning point."

Seeing Liu Wenhua so happy, Song Dexiang also said behind him, "Yes, as long as the money from Tangsheng Bank can come in, we will have money to operate, and we can slowly make up for the money borrowed from the Provincial Japanese Business Council. I believe the problem will not be too big. But..."

"Just what?" Seeing that Song Dexiang seemed to have some concerns, Liu Wenhua asked.

"But will Ding Qiang really lend us the money as we wish? From what I've observed, this guy is not someone who is easy to deal with. You may not know that just now, he played a trick on me at the gate." As he spoke, Song Dexiang recounted how Ding Qiang had tricked him.

"Haha, haha." After listening to Song Dexiang's words, Liu Wenhua laughed. "Old Song, Old Song, I'm really stupid. How could you provoke him? But what he did was indeed a bit too much, but this is a good thing, because it fits Ding Qiang's identity as a young master in Kyoto. Think about it, people like them all rely on their fathers to make a living. They don't have any skills. If they have hobbies, they are bullies. Today you are just his punching bag. But Old Song, you did the right thing. For this kind of young master, we should stroke him in the right way. We should do whatever he says. You see, it's okay even if you scold him. This fully proves that as long as we do things according to his requirements, it will not be a problem to get money from him."

After hearing what Song Dexiang said, Liu Wenhua became more confident in Ding Qiang, because in his opinion, what this playboy wanted was face. As long as he was given enough face, he would listen to him and do whatever he said.

In the following time, Liu Wenhua arranged for Di Quan to give Ding Qiang the best service, the best food, the best accommodation, the best supplies, and even the service staff in his room was the youngest and most beautiful in the hotel. Of course, as long as Ding Qiang was willing, that woman would do anything.

Ding Qiang, who was so comfortable being served by Liu Wenhua, called Feng Sizhe and said, "Mr. Feng, your Haibei is really a land of tenderness. To be honest, in the past day or so, I have been living a life that even gods would envy. Haha, I am a little distracted."

"Really? If so, I think I need to call Uncle Ding and report your current situation to him. I want to see how Uncle Ding rescues you from the land of comfort." Feng Sizhe laughed and joked with Ding Qiang.

"No, Mr. Feng, you can't hurt me like this. In fact, you know, the reason I did this is just to gain the trust of Liu Wenhua and Song Dexiang. I have no other ideas. This is actually for your better understanding of the city government's finances, right?" Although Ding Qiang knew that Feng Sizhe was joking, he still defended himself. He wanted Feng Sizhe to know that everything he did was actually for his own good and to make them appreciate this favor.

"Well, yes, the Haibei Municipal Government's finances do seem to have problems. In fact, I have already sent people to investigate. However, it would be the best if you could get the first-hand information legitimately. If this problem can be clarified, it will also be a good thing for the people of Haibei City." When it comes to business, Feng Sizhe's eyes became firm while holding the phone. He did arrange Chen Guangming to investigate this matter before, and with the cooperation of Huang Song, deputy director of the Haibei Municipal Government Office introduced by Chen Ping, some progress has been made. However, because Huang Song's position is too low, he has no access to the core documents at all, so the progress is very slow. Fortunately, Feng Sizhe is busy with the development zone and can't spare time to deal with this matter, but it doesn't matter. After this period of busy work, the money of Pengfei Group has arrived, the high-rise residential area has started construction, and all projects have been launched as usual, he should spare time to deal with the problems on the municipal government side. This is how Feng Sizhe behaves and does things. Whenever he arrives at a place, he is bound to stir up trouble there. Of course, this must also have a prerequisite, that is, there must be black fog where he is. Otherwise, no matter how sharp his eyes are, as long as everyone is doing their job peacefully, he will not be able to find anything wrong.

It is impossible to completely remove all the problematic officials in the world. People have a greedy problem. There is a saying in society that if you don't use your power, it will expire. Feng Sizhe cannot guarantee that he can remove all the corrupt officials in the world, but he will try his best to remove some problematic officials within his scope, and let more capable and full-time officials benefit the people and contribute to the prosperity of the country.

"Okay, Mr. Feng, I will definitely work hard to realize this wish with you." Hearing Feng Sizhe raise this matter to such a high level, Ding Qiang's voice became steady and firm. If Feng Sizhe can do it, why can't he? He believed that if he could accomplish this, his father would definitely be happy and proud.

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