Rebirth of the Rising Sun

Song Dexiang seemed to know Liu Wenhua's dilemma. "Mayor, I know this matter is very difficult for us, but speaking of it, do we have any other good methods besides this method? The money we lent to the Japanese is not a small amount. If we really can't get the money back, then our matter will be serious. Not only will our official position be lost, but we may also be held legally responsible. To be honest, I didn't agree to the Japanese conditions immediately after hearing them, but on second thought, do we have any other way besides this trick?"

Song Dexiang was telling the truth. At this point, it seemed that if they didn't do what the Japanese said, they would have no way out. But Liu Wenhua, who knew how difficult the matter was, couldn't help but look up and ask with a glimmer of hope, "Old Song, does the Japanese Council have no money left? Can't they pay back part of it first? At least there is money in the city's treasury account to deal with some urgent matters first, and then we can work together to find a way to get the rest of the money."

"Mayor, don't hold out hope for the task. There really is no other way." Song Dexiang shook his head and answered in a helpless tone.

Two people were sitting there, one was the mayor and the other was the executive vice mayor. It could be said that the economic lifeline of the city was in the hands of these two people, but they were indeed worried about money issues.

It's not anyone else's fault. Who made them trust the Japanese too much? They always thought that foreigners were rich, and they did this because someone was acting as a matchmaker. When Liu Wenhua mentioned that someone was acting as a matchmaker, his eyes lit up, as if he had thought of a good idea. He stood up from his seat and said, "By the way, why don't we go find the person who acted as a matchmaker for us? Even if he can't help us get the money back now, he can at least put pressure on the development zone to get some cheap land."

Liu Wenhua knew that he had bullied Feng Sizhe a lot since he came. Now he was asked to ask Feng Sizhe for some cheap land. Obviously, he couldn't let go of his status. The most important point was that even if he let go of his status, would the other party really give him this face? Not yet, so he didn't even think about asking Feng Sizhe himself. If it didn't work out, it would be a lowering of his status. How could he face others as the mayor in the future? So naturally, he thought of the person who made him familiar with the Provincial Japanese Business Council.

When it comes to the matchmaker, Song Dexiang's eyes light up, "You mean to find Mr. Hua?"

"That's right, we should find Master Hua. Since it was Master Hua who made the connection in the first place, we were able to lend the money to Inoue Bangxiong and others with confidence. Now that they can't pay back the money, it's only natural for us to explain this matter to Master Hua. Besides, even if Master Hua can't get the money, it would be more convenient for him to put pressure on Feng Sizhe for money than for us." When Liu Wenhua mentioned Master Hua, he seemed to have understood many things in an instant.

Outside the mayor's office, Huang Song, deputy director of the Municipal Government Office, happened to be walking by after get off work. Because Song Dexiang was careless, he didn't even close the door, so everything they said was heard by this person. When he heard what the two leaders said, Huang Song took a deep breath, and then quickly walked away with the idea that less trouble is better.

Huang Song, who has worked in the municipal government for more than ten years, knows very well what he should and should not do as a government official. In particular, he must stay away from the secrets of his leaders because it is a place of gossip. For him, who has no background and not even strong ability, it is difficult to get out once he gets in.

He walked out of the city hall building quickly and saw Chen Ping waiting for him in a taxi downstairs.

"Old Huang, here, here." After seeing Huang Song, Chen Ping shouted loudly.

Huang Song also saw Chen Ping, and then he quickly walked over and got into the taxi. Then Chen Ping said the name of a restaurant, and then the taxi drove out from the city hall gate.

The car drove to the door of a small restaurant, and the two people got out of the car. A small incident happened when they got out of the car. The taxi driver asked Chen Ping for 22 yuan, but Chen Ping only gave the other party 20 yuan. "Okay, driver, you only waited for a short time, why did you add so much money? I gave you 20 yuan, which is already a lot. If it doesn't work, you can call the police and see who the police will speak for when they come."

After hearing what Chen Ping said, the taxi driver said "bad luck" and drove away. After watching the car drive away, Chen Ping and Huang Song smiled at each other and walked into the small restaurant.

In a small private room in this small restaurant, Chen Ping and Huang Song drank and sang, discussing the helplessness and misfortunes in life.

It turns out that Chen Ping and Huang Song were classmates in high school, and later they were both assigned to the Haibei Municipal Government as civil servants. The two had always had a good relationship. However, Chen Ping was later transferred to the Beijing Office due to work needs, while Huang Song stayed in the municipal government. The two had one more thing in common, that is, they both had bad careers.

"Oh, Old Huang, I really regret that I should have listened to you. If I had stayed in the municipal government instead of going to Kyoto, maybe I would be a deputy director like you now. It's a pity that I spent a lot of my savings to have this relationship, but the reality is so cruel. Although I have done some practical things, it's hateful that I have a superior like Liu Neng. There is no way I can make a breakthrough under Liu Neng. I have done so many practical things, but all the credit has been taken away by others. As a result, I am still a regular section chief. I regret it so much." Chen Ping picked up the wine and drank it all in one gulp, complaining about his dissatisfaction with his job.

"Okay, Old Chen, now that you've taken this step, don't regret it. In my opinion, you should change your bad temper and stop going against Liu Neng. Think about it, he's the mayor's cousin, that's a very strong relationship. And you, you have no background, no one above you, and no strong connections. How can you compare with him?" Old Huang patted Chen Ping's shoulder comfortingly and drank the wine in his arms. For him, listening to Chen Ping's complaints was also listening to his own voice, listening to his own inner complaints.

Although Huang Song is now at the deputy division level, he is indeed the last-ranked deputy director in the office under the Municipal Government Office. To put it bluntly, he is just a small cadre with the title of deputy division level. He usually does more errands. Compared with the deputy division level officials with real power at the county level, he is far inferior.

"Haha." Chen Ping laughed bitterly after hearing Huang Song's words, and then said, "Yes, we have no one above us, so naturally there is no hope for a career in politics. Think about it, we can only choose small restaurants when we go out to eat, and we have to bargain with taxi drivers when we take a taxi. Compared with those leaders who have connections but no ability, what kind of life are we living?"

"Okay, okay, come on, let's drink today and not go home until we are drunk." Thinking that it was already evening and there would be no work matters to worry about, Huang Song raised his glass and wanted to get drunk with his old classmate.

In just half an hour, more than two bottles of liquor were drunk. Huang Song, who usually didn't talk much, was also drunk at this moment, so he started to talk more. "I say, Lao Chen, you should be living a good life in the glamorous world of Kyoto. Although the Beijing Office has little power, you have contact with many people. As long as you get close to some big leader in Kyoto, do people need to worry about your career?"

"Bah, you thought I didn't think so at first. But when I arrived at the Beijing Office, I realized that the job there was just eating and drinking every day, smiling at the cadres of the Kyoto ministries and commissions, making them happy, and even sometimes I had to bribe them with money. But you know, I hate this kind of practice. I always wonder why a person can't get promoted based on his ability, so I'm annoyed by it. As a result, I have no status at all in the Beijing Office now. Although I'm a deputy director, in reality, few people take me seriously." After drinking a certain amount of wine, Chen Ping began to express his dissatisfaction with his job again.

Huang Song smiled when he heard Chen Ping say that he hated money-for-power transactions. Then, his mind suddenly recalled the conversation between Mayor Liu and Mayor Song when he was off work. He said unintentionally, "You should be more open-minded about this. Nowadays, those officials with power would take advantage of their position to make more money. Humph, not to mention your Beijing Office, even in our Haibei Municipal Government, the mayor is the same kind of person."

"What? What did you say?" When he heard Huang Song talking about Mayor Liu also abusing his power to make money, his eyes widened. But then he thought, Huang Song is just a deputy director of the office. Maybe the mayor can't even remember his name. What secrets can he know? So he waved his hand and said in a disbelieving tone, "Okay, Lao Huang, you can guess about some things, but you can't say anything without evidence. Otherwise, you can be careful that someone will report you and accuse you of slandering the leader."

"Bullshit." Huang Song, who was drunk, stood up from his chair when he heard Chen Ping look down on him. "Let me tell you, Old Chen, I am Huang Song, a more honest person, and I talk less, but I am not a liar, and I don't lie. If I hadn't heard the conversation between Mayor Liu and Mayor Song when I got off work in the afternoon, how could I say that?"

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