Rebirth of the Rising Sun

Holding the county financial statements that he and several justice-loving subordinates had checked over the past few days and nights, Gao Liwei resolutely walked into the county party committee compound in Qiu County and came to the office of the county party secretary Feng Sizhe to report on his work.

In the county government building, Fan Yuegang was walking around the office with a somewhat annoyed look on his face.

He had heard about the news from the Finance Bureau. No matter how much the Fan family had controlled Qiu County for so many years, they still had spies. Gao Liwei's actions could not be hidden from them. However, although he was now the county magistrate, he was indeed powerless because he had no one around him to use. In addition, he was overwhelmed by many things. He no longer had time to take care of so many things. He could only wait passively.

Of course, Fan Yuegang was not an easy person to deal with, and he was also using this limited time to try his best to arrange his own funeral. This so-called funeral was not about what happens after death, but about his resignation as the county magistrate of Qiu County.

Fan Yuegang was very smart. He knew that given the current situation in Qiu County, the downfall of the Fan Clan was irreversible. As the head of the Fan Clan, his guilt was self-evident.

He now has no bargaining chips to negotiate with Feng Sizhe. The only thing he can do is to minimize his guilt. Obviously, if he can resign voluntarily, Feng Sizhe may let him go. After all, everyone is in the officialdom, and no one should do things absolutely. Otherwise, if this kind of thing gets out, won't people who work with Feng Sizhe in the future think more about it? This may not be beneficial to the future career development of this young county party secretary.

If he wanted to resign, he had to deal with some things before resigning, such as the issue of him owning 10% of the shares in Baide Gold Mine and Aimin Gold Mine. He had to solve it in advance. Otherwise, his guilt could not be explained by just resigning.

He had called Lu Bin and asked him to destroy all the evidence related to Aimin Gold Mine, and Lu Bin agreed. Now he was only worried about the Baide Gold Mine controlled by Wu Shiyou. As long as this problem was solved, he believed that everything would not be a big problem.

Fan Yuegang considered that apart from the economic problems of the gold mine, he had not made any unforgivable mistakes. It was nothing more than some small things, such as accepting some gifts from people below him, and then he gave the green light to some people to find jobs. But such things are considered small things for officials. Because it is inevitable, some people are greeted by the leaders above, and some people are sent by some connections and channels. If you don't arrange for such people, you will offend others. In order to reduce unnecessary trouble, he did these things, and in his opinion, even if these things were dug up by others, it would not do anything to him, because this is a common problem of officials.

However, the huge economic problems of the gold mine made him somewhat uneasy.

Last night, he went home and did some calculations with his wife, and also looked at the bankbook at home. The amount of money he received from the Baide Gold Mine and the Aimin Gold Mine in the past few years actually reached one million. This was a huge sum in 1995. He knew that if this matter was uncovered, he would not only have to resign, but would also face imprisonment, or even prison.

How could Fan Yuegang not be anxious when he thought that if he made a mistake, he would have to spend the rest of his life in darkness? He could only quickly find Wu Shiyou and ask him to solve the problem between him and the Baide Gold Mine. However, what annoyed him was that although Wu Shiyou's call went through, his attitude towards him was ambiguous. He said that he would not solve the problem unless he was allowed to return to his post.

Wu Shiyou's behavior was a naked threat. Although he was reckless before, he was so honest and obedient in front of him. Now, he dared to negotiate conditions with him, which made Fan Yuegang very angry, very annoyed, and even a little angry.

He paced back and forth in the office thinking about how to deal with Wu Shiyou. It was Feng Sizhe's idea to suspend Wu Shiyou. As long as he could convince this person, this problem would not be a problem. But now Feng Sizhe has connections and power in Qiu County. Will he still give him this face? What should he do at this moment?

He walked back and forth in the office dozens of times in the morning, but he still couldn't think of a way to solve the problem. He really didn't know what trump card he had to talk to Feng Sizhe now. What if he was rejected by the other party, how would he explain to Wu Shiyou? And with Wu Shiyou's character, if he failed to do this for the other party, he would really tell the world about his affair with the Baide Gold Mine on impulse. If that happened, he would really be finished.

He walked back and forth worriedly... He didn't raise his head until the phone on his desk rang.

He looked up and saw that the ringing phone was from the city. He quickly took two steps to the desk and picked up the phone. "Hello, I'm Fan Yuegang."

Leaders usually have at least two phones in their offices, one for the superior and one for the equal and subordinate units. When they answer the first call, they are usually very respectful, because no one knows what level the previous caller is, or whether he is their leader.

"Haha, County Magistrate Fan, I'm Zhong Ping." Just after Fan Yue answered the phone and gave her name, she heard a very kind voice.

"Zhong Ping..." Fan Yuegang's mind was spinning rapidly, and he quickly remembered the name, "Oh, it's Director Zhong, haha, why do you call me now and wonder what advice you have?"

No matter how smart or not, leaders have excellent memory in some aspects, that is, the names and positions of their superiors. They must not make mistakes in remembering them, otherwise they will suffer. Although Zhong Ping is not a big leader of the municipal party committee, he is at least the executive deputy director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau and a cadre at the level of a director, and he is on par with himself.

"Haha, hello, County Magistrate Fan, hello." Hearing that Fan Yuegang remembered him, Zhong Ping on the other end of the phone was very happy. In fact, in a way, although he was also at the level of a director, his value was far inferior to that of County Magistrate Fan Yuegang, who was also a director. After all, he was in charge of the economy of the entire county, unlike him, who was only in charge of a department, the Public Security Bureau, and the director above him was suppressing him.

"Hello, hello, Director Zhong." After thinking of Zhong Ping's position, Fan Yuegang suddenly had an idea and thought of Wu Shiyou's problem. He thought that Zhong Ping was the executive deputy director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, and Wu Shiyou was the director of the Public Security Bureau of Qiu County. In some ways, he was Wu Shiyou's superior. He was worried about how to solve the problem of Wu Shiyou's reinstatement. Then maybe Zhong Ping was a breakthrough, maybe Zhong Ping could help him solve this problem.

"Haha, County Magistrate Fan, how are you feeling these days? And is everything going well at work?" Zhong Ping greeted Fan Yuegang as a peer.

This kind of greeting is often the premise for talking about business, and judging from Zhong Ping's friendly attitude, it goes without saying that the other party must have something to ask of him. As the county magistrate, Fan Yuegang receives countless calls from his superiors every year. He knows this kind of thing very well. Listening to what Zhong Ping said, he smiled and replied politely, "It's okay, it's okay. I'm really sorry to have worried Director Zhong."

"Hey, what do you mean, County Magistrate Fan? We are both officials in Yongyang. Although I am in the city and you are in the county, we are both working hard to build Yongyang, right? Besides, it's okay for comrades to greet each other and show concern for each other. Why should we be embarrassed?" Zhong Ping used Fan Yuegang's words to quickly bring the two closer together.

After Zhong Ping said this, Fan Yuegang felt more confident. He guessed that the other party really wanted to ask him for help. Otherwise, he would not talk to him in this way. Normally, there would not be much to talk about between a deputy director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau and a county magistrate. But the fact that the other party could talk to him like this proved that he would need him for something next. This was just right. He also needed the other party's help. If both parties could reach a compromise, it would be a good thing to have the best of both worlds.

With this thought in mind, Fan Yuegang spoke more directly, "Haha, yes, there is nothing wrong with comrades caring about each other, so I will also care about Director Zhong, how about it? Director Zhong is in good health and mood now, and he has no worries, right?"

Fan Yuegang took the initiative to ask about this topic and asked if Zhong Ping had any worries. This was like someone giving you a pillow when you were sleepy. This was an active and friendly signal, which made Zhong Ping very happy.

"Haha, County Magistrate Fan is really amazing. You actually guessed that I was worried about something. Haha." Zhong Ping laughed heartily, expressing his approval of Fan Yuegang's understanding of human nature.