Rebirth of the Rising Sun

In fact, even the commander of the Haibei Military Sub-district, Xi Guoqi, was a little anxious. He saw that even Zheng Geping had come out to smooth things over, but Feng Sizhe still didn't know how to restrain himself and give in. He really didn't know what to say. As someone who knew Feng Sizhe's background, he couldn't guess what Feng Sizhe was thinking at the moment. Could it be that this young man really didn't understand these things?

It can be said that everyone present was puzzled by Feng Sizhe's behavior, except Propaganda Minister Lou Xiaoming, who praised him in her heart, "This young man is interesting in doing things. Once he sets his mind to something, he will not turn back until he achieves his goal. I like this kind of character." Of course, Lou Xiaoming could only think about it in her heart. She would not say that she would offend so many members of the Standing Committee at once. Even though she did not care much about other people's opinions of her, she was still very clear about what she could and could not do.

"Then I wonder what Mayor Feng is going to do?" Seeing that Feng Sizhe had even rejected Zheng Geping's face, Li Chao, the secretary general of the Municipal Party Committee and one of the members of the Municipal Party Committee Standing Committee, stood up and asked Feng Sizhe.

As the secretary-general of the municipal party committee, he is of course in the same faction as the municipal party committee secretary Xiang Kang. Seeing this young and ignorant boy not only offending his leader but also offending the face of his leader's assistants, Li Chao was a little angry. In a sense, his words were actually pointing at Feng Sizhe, trying to tell him that some things are just okay just about right, and don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you are young and everyone will give in to you. The Haibei Municipal Party Committee will not tolerate such bad habits.

Listening to Li Chao's voice that reminded him, Feng Sizhe smiled at him, "Secretary Li, I've said before, my request is very simple. For the sake of the nearly 1,000 employees in the development zone to celebrate the New Year, I must collect two months' salary today, otherwise I will not be able to explain myself."

"What to explain? To whom? Comrade Feng Sizhe, I think you should think more about how to explain to the Municipal Party Committee and the organization, rather than to the workers." Seeing that Feng Sizhe was still holding on to the salary issue, Deputy Mayor Song Dexiang felt that the opportunity had come. It was time to suppress Feng Sizhe and to show himself. He began to question Feng Sizhe, and at the same time, he was blaming him for not distinguishing the important from the unimportant.

"Huh? Why does Mayor Song think that as party members and cadres, we only need to report to the leadership and the organization when doing our work, and don't need to care about the lives of the people? I don't think there is such a clause in the Party Constitution, and there is no such provision in the cadre regulations. There is a saying that water can carry a boat, but it can also capsize it. As a graduate of a university, you should understand this truth." What Feng Sizhe finds most annoying is that some of the cadres below disregard the interests of the people in order to climb up and to gain the favor of their superiors. In his opinion, such cadres are more hateful than corrupt officials.

"You..." He originally wanted to find fault with Feng Sizhe and accuse him of being disrespectful to the leadership and the organization, but he didn't expect that he would use the past to talk about the present and criticize him. Thinking that Mayor Liu Wenhua was watching, he couldn't let him down at this time, so he opened his mouth to respond. But before he could say anything, Mayor Liu Wenhua had already opened his mouth, "Comrade Feng Sizhe, please be careful with your words and don't magnify some small things infinitely. What does it mean that water can overturn a boat? Do you think that if you don't pay these two wages, the workers in the development zone will rebel?"

Seeing Song Dexiang stumped by the question, Liu Wenhua stood up again. Feng Sizhe just laughed awkwardly. These people are really capable. They actually used the wheel tactics to deal with him, a low-ranking official and deputy mayor. But he was not afraid. Fortunately, he had thought of everything before the meeting. He had thought of countermeasures for what should and should not happen. So he was not panicked by what Liu Wenhua said to him, but still answered calmly, "Of course I can't say that the workers will rebel, but I want to ask a question. If the workers in the development zone really did something extreme during the New Year because they had no salary to get, can Mayor Liu be held responsible for this? If you say yes, then fine, I can stop caring about this matter. I'll wait until the city government pays the workers' salaries after the New Year. This way I can save myself a lot of worry."

Feng Sizhe said this as if he was giving up or showing off. But it was these words that really stopped Liu Wenhua from continuing, because he would not be so stupid as to say that he was responsible for this matter just to save face, because if that was the case, and there was a commotion in the development area, he would not want to take the responsibility, nor could he afford it.

Liu Wenhua turned his head away and said nothing, thinking that since Feng Sizhe had already offended Secretary Xiang Kang and Minister Zheng Geping, someone would probably educate him next. He could just watch coldly from the side.

Feng Sizhe refuted two people in a row, which made everyone see his great eloquence. Yes, as a social commentator in his previous life, Feng Sizhe had been interviewed by various TV stations and programs as an expert. If he might not be good at other things, he still had the ability to talk about principles, not to mention that he had the experience of rebirth and knew what happened in the next ten years. It would be really difficult to convince such a person by reasoning, not to mention that what he said were the correct paths that had been tried thousands of times by predecessors.

"Okay, Comrade Feng Sizhe, what do you want? Anyway, you can see the situation. Our Haibei City is not a wealthy city. Both the Municipal Party Committee and the Municipal Government are short of money. There are too many other departments waiting for money. We can't give you all the money just because you will cry. This is also unfair to other units and comrades. So you still need to find a way to deal with the development zone. Since the superiors have given you such a key economic project of the city as the development zone, it is also a full trust in you, right? Shouldn't you also show us some of your ability?" Seeing Feng Sizhe's unyielding and unwilling to give up until he gets the money, but in fact he can't give him the money, Secretary Xiang Kang asked him what his real thoughts were, and also talked about his ability. There is actually a purpose for saying this, that is, aren't you, Feng Sizhe, willing to make trouble? Well, I will push all the responsibilities to you. If you say you don't have this ability, then let other people manage this development zone, and Feng Sizhe will be dismissed. As for how to explain this to the higher-level party committee, we can only think of a solution later.

In a nutshell, such troublemakers are not allowed to appear within the Haibei Municipal Party Committee, and everything should be based on unity and stability.

Xiang Kang suddenly put pressure on Feng Sizhe. On the surface, it seemed that he was trying to lift him up, but in fact it was a method of severely knocking him down. None of the leaders present knew the answer, and for a moment everyone's attention was focused on the youngest Feng Sizhe, wanting to see how he would answer this problem.

Compared to Liu Wenhua's questioning, Xiang Kang's words were certainly more powerful, so for a moment, even Gao Guoqi and Lou Xiaoming could not help but sweat for Feng Sizhe. At the same time, they also thought that young people are still young and too impulsive. If they came here and didn't get along well with Liu Wenhua and others, it would be fine. Now they are going to offend Xiang Kang, the secretary of the municipal party committee, so they are afraid that there will be no good consequences in the future.

Feng Sizhe sat there, feeling the slightly relieved, even gloating and very sympathetic gazes of his comrades around him. The corners of his mouth curled up, and he did not look anxious beyond the imagination of ordinary people. Instead, he was very calm, because this kind of result was actually one of the two choices he had planned long ago.

Before the meeting, Feng Sizhe had thought that the best outcome of this meeting would be to ask the municipal party committee or other departments for the two million to solve the current problems of the development zone. Then he would straighten out the working relationships while taking care of the development zone. The advantage of doing so is that although the economic development speed will start later, at least there will be less resistance, and the shock to the overall situation will not be a big problem, and the progress of things will be relatively stable. Of course, this is the best way, but if no one responds to this proposal or does not give him a chance, then he will have a second choice, which is to take advantage of this opportunity to seize the power of the development zone in his own hands. From then on, the development of the development zone will be his own responsibility. He also believes that with his business connections and personal abilities and his god-like sense of the unknown in the future, he will definitely build the development zone well and make it a real cash cow for Haibei City. However, in this way, the risks he bears will be greater, and the personal work pressure will be greater. At least he will be very busy recently, and he may not even be able to return to Kyoto during the Chinese New Year.

Feng Sizhe wanted to go back to Kyoto for the New Year, where he had family, He Shasha, Miao Zihan, and a son and a daughter. But of course, if the first step failed, he would have no choice but to choose the second path. And now it was Xiang Kang and others who were forcing him to take the second path.

Feng Sizhe, who had already made plans in this regard, was not anxious or angry at this moment. He first glanced at Xiang Kang, then at the people present, and then suddenly stood up from his seat. He faced Xiang Kang, the municipal party secretary, and said in a very confident and decisive voice, "Okay, if Secretary Xiang says that the municipal party committee has no money, and Mayor Liu says that the municipal government has no money, and you want me to solve the development zone's problems by myself to prove my ability, I have a way, and this method does not require the municipal party committee and government to invest a penny in the development zone, and I can also guarantee that the development zone will start to turn losses into profits in one year."