Siheyuan: My name is Cao Xing, and I have a strong background

Cao Xing thought about it and decided to have a son like that.

But Zhu Wenhui was his uncle, so even though he thought so in his heart, he absolutely could not say it out loud.

"Haha, Brother Han, what you said is too much. It's just that his son is not doing well."

Han Weiguo was just joking, and immediately he and Cao Xing carried Zhu Wenhui to the inner room.

Mr. Liu was reviewing documents in the room. When he saw Cao Xing come in, he looked at him happily.

"Xiao Cao, what brings you here? Are you going to teach me a lesson again?"

This made Cao Xing feel embarrassed.

Every time he comes forward, it seems to be something bad.

The last time he came here on his own initiative was because of the incident in Tianjin, forcing Mr. Liu to deal with it immediately and severely. Now it seems that the situation has changed.

"Mr. Liu, how dare I teach you? I am here to listen to your lecture today."

"Listening to class? You must be holding back something bad. Tell me what you are talking about."

Cao Xing blushed immediately when his thoughts were guessed.

"Mr. Liu, you all know I'm coming. I'm afraid you must know what happened last night."

Old Liu was speaking to Cao Xing very casually now. He just shook his head and said, "I don't know. What do I know?"

It was the first time that Cao Xing saw Mr. Liu being so rogue.

"Mr. Liu, please stop teasing me. My uncle is almost beaten to death. If I don't take action, I probably won't make it through the night. How about you raise your hand?"

Mr. Liu's face changed, and he slammed the table fiercely: "Do you want me to cheat for personal gain?"

Cao Xing quickly waved his hands and said, "No, boy, that's not what I meant. I have checked clearly. My uncle's crimes were all caused by his son Zhu Yunguo. He is at most an accomplice. Moreover, he would rather die than yield to Jin Biao's threats. Shouldn't he be given a lighter sentence?"

After saying this, Cao Xing stared at Mr. Liu nervously, fearing that he would get furious.

But the result he imagined did not happen. Instead of getting angry, Mr. Liu burst into laughter.

"Hahaha! Cao boy, do you know how I feel now?"

How could Cao Xing be fooled? He immediately said seriously: "Mr. Liu, my uncle is different from the man in Tianjin. He has not committed any murder or arson, and he lives and eats in prison. This time he fought against Jin Biao with his life. Should he be able to get a reduced sentence with this attitude?"

Old Liu saw Zhu Wenhui lying on the ground and sighed.

"He is a good man, but he doted on his son too much. His life has been ruined by his son."

Seeing that there was something interesting in what Mr. Liu said, Cao Xing was about to say something, but Mr. Liu waved his hand to stop him.

"Boy, you are just saying nice things and playing the victim to make me give him a lighter sentence. But Zhu Wenhui is most responsible for the loss of Beijiao Prison. Do you admit this?"

How could Cao Xing not know this? He nodded and said, "Indeed, Jin Biao wants to flee far away, and Beijiao Prison is his trump card. It is clear that he has been planning this for a long time. My uncle is guilty, but I hope you can show leniency and reduce his sentence as much as possible."

Cao Xing told the truth that Zhu Wenhui's fault was serious, but in the final analysis he did not go along with Jin Biao, so he came to plead for mercy.

If Zhu Wenhui had compromised in the face of Jin Biao's threats and done all kinds of evil things, Cao Xing would not have brought him here to pollute Old Liu's eyes.

"What you said makes sense. How about this? Dismiss him from the army and let him spend his old age in peace under your care."

When Cao Xing heard this, he was immediately overjoyed. He knew that although being expelled from the army was cruel for Zhu Wenhui, at least he would not have to go to jail.

"Mr. Liu, you have personal charm, which makes me admire you very much. You always set an example for us to learn from. I believe that with your encouragement and guidance, we can all give full play to our talents and potential..."

Old Liu quickly interrupted him and said, "Alright, alright, where did you learn such corny words?"

"Hehe, it comes from the heart, it comes from the heart."

"Stop talking nonsense. I'm telling you, this time I'm just doing it for your sake. It's your reward for the industrial machine, but there won't be a next time."

"Yes, I will definitely continue to work hard in the future."

Mr. Liu returned to his desk and sat down, saying, "I'm afraid you didn't come here just for Zhu Wenhui's matter."

"Mr. Liu, you are truly a man of great foresight and have made every possible effort. If you were born in ancient times, your achievements would probably not be inferior to those of Zhuge Liang!"

The selfless Mr. Liu gave him such a great honor, so Cao Xing certainly knew how to be grateful and naturally had to flatter him.

"Okay, okay, stop talking nonsense like that and get straight to the point."

Upon hearing this, Cao Xing put away his smile, took out a document and handed it over.

"Mr. Liu, the current situation is written down here, as are my suggestions and opinions. Can you please correct them for me so that I can learn from them?"

Mr. Liu opened the file, took out a few pages of paper and read them carefully.

The expression on his face kept changing, sometimes frowning, sometimes realizing, until half an hour later, he finally put down the document.

"Xiao Cao, do you want me to redesign a disciplinary supervision organization?"

Cao Xing nodded and said, "Yes, but if the Discipline Inspection Commission can make some changes, there will be no problem at all."

In order to maintain stability while not letting these people go, Cao Xing adopted the Independent Commission Against Corruption that would appear in Hong Kong ten years later.

He knows that corruption is rampant in Hong Kong and will become more serious in the next ten years.

The emergence of the ICAC did put an end to this corruption problem.

However, Hong Kong made too much noise to solve this problem at that time, so Cao Xing made some slight adjustments.

"Mr. Liu, the Discipline Inspection Commission can be set up as a separate agency that can report directly to the higher authorities, and it should have absolute power to monitor banks, post offices, etc."

"We can invite some new people to join us. These people are fearless and daring, and are the most suitable candidates."

"After this organization is established, we will find Jin Biao's black account and punish the main culprit first. This way, the impact can be controlled and it can also have a certain deterrent effect. Then we can slowly find trouble for the remaining people. Maybe in two or three years, the people on the black account will no longer exist."

Mr. Liu listened carefully and felt that this was a good idea.

It neither kills the enemy with one blow nor can it continue to emit deterrence.

"It's a good idea, but such an institution will monitor all officials and have the power to inspect the financial sector. Isn't this power too much? And if they are corrupt, who can check and balance them?"

Cao Xing smiled and said, "That's your business. That's all I can think of. Anyway, what I mean is to find a way to capture Jin Biao without bloodshed and find the black account. That should be enough for me to report to you."

Upon hearing this, Old Liu laughed and scolded, "You kid, now you are just like the old slickers in the officialdom, like a loach."

"Hey, you taught me."