Logically speaking, Zuo Yuxi had just made a great contribution, and he threw the peach in his hand to others to pick, and was willing to take on the hot potato of university merger. He knew when to advance and retreat, was not ostentatious, and was brave to take on responsibilities. Anyone who had such a subordinate would be so happy that his anus would fissure. Zhang Wugu really had no reason to disagree!
Seeing Wen Liang's doubts, Zuo Yuxi said a little depressed: "Director Zhang still wants me to continue to preside over the work of converting private enterprises to public enterprises throughout the province. He doesn't want the change of people to lead to follow-up weakness, or any mistakes, and fail to conclude perfectly..."
So that's how it is. Wen Liang understood why Zuo Yuxi was depressed. He scratched her nose and said with a smile, "Being too capable at work is also a big problem."
In fact, if you think about it from another perspective, the merger of universities is still in the preparation stage and does not require too many people, but the private-to-public transition is imminent and has to be launched. As the saying goes, good steel should be used on the blade, which means that when you are a leader, you should first consider the latter rather than the former. However, everything is valuable in advance. If you don’t squeeze in and take a spot while everyone is still unclear about the future of the big cake of university mergers, and wait until the situation becomes clear in the future, it will be really difficult for Zuo Yuxi, as the director of the prefecture-level city education bureau in the district, to get in.
"We still need to work hard on this matter. How can we find a way to make Zhang Wugu change his mind?"
"How about letting my father come forward?"
Wen Liang glanced at Zuo Yuxi and sneered, saying, "Don't treat the provincial party committee standing committee as a cadre. If Secretary Zuo is still involved in such a small matter, it would be too much of a concession to Zhang Wugu!"
Zuo Yuxi also felt that it was not so good. When she was in Zuo Jing's position, she had to consider too many factors in every move. Once words were spoken, they could be spilled. Especially since they were father and daughter, and when it came to work arrangements, it would be better to stay out of it unless it was a critical moment!
However, Zhang Wugu's status is not high, but it is not low either. Finding a suitable lobbyist is not an easy task, but Wen Liang is best at making the difficult road easy and comfortable. After a moment of hesitation, he asked, "There is a Professor Han Chaoping at Jiang University. Do you know him?"
"He's a famous economist, a guest of Secretary Yu Peidong, and an economic think tank of the provincial government. Someone once privately said that Han Chaoping alone could rival the entire provincial planning commission, which made Director Zhao Minhua of the planning commission very unhappy... Of course I've heard of such a famous person. Why are you mentioning him?"
"This Professor Han has some connections with my dad, how about asking him to make some concessions?"
Zuo Yuxi's eyes lit up, he turned over and sat up, holding Wen Liang's arm, and said: "This is a feasible method. Although Jiangda is not under the jurisdiction of the Provincial Department of Education, it is still in Jiangdong, and we can have a say with Director Zhang..."
The two of them had made up their minds and spent a few moments together. Wen Liang left first, exited Diyuan Garden, turned right and crossed two small alleys, heading straight for the Bi Ya Si store in Huashan District. However, before entering the store, he went to the bank and withdrew 100,000 yuan in cash. He didn't have the habit of carrying a bag, and he had no place to put the thick stack of money. He happened to see a newsstand next to the bank, so he bought a newspaper and wrapped it up. People who didn't know would think he had entered the store. There were not many customers in the store. Xin Xin was serving a woman in her thirties. When she saw Wen Liang pointing to the inner room, Wen Liang understood and smiled at her as a greeting, and went straight in. Ding Mei sat on a chair, looking at a piece of white paper on the table with a sad face, and didn't even notice Wen Liang coming behind him.
"Mom, what are you looking at so attentively?"
Ding Mei was startled, turned around and saw that it was his son, immediately smiled, grabbed Wen Liang's ears and said, "Where have you been, you bastard? Why haven't you been seen for such a long time?"
Wen Liang cried out in pain, "Let go, let go!" When Ding Mei let go, he rubbed his ear and complained, "Mom, please stop pulling my ears in the future, okay? When I go out, people laugh at me because I have one big ear and one small ear. How can I talk about my wife in the future?"
Ding Mei quickly looked at it and found no difference in size, so she breathed a sigh of relief, squinted at him, and said with a half-smile: "Why, from the sound of your voice, did you have a quarrel with the girl from the Xu family? Otherwise, why would you be so afraid of not being able to get a wife?"
Speaking of Xu Yao, it seemed that he hadn't seen her since he came back from Mingzhu. Wen Liang was thinking about finding a time to invite her out for dinner and shopping, but he suddenly felt a pain on his head. It turned out that he was hit by Ding Mei.
"What are you thinking about? Tell mom honestly, did you bully anyone?" Ding Mei was a little nervous. She had secretly inquired about the girl from the Xu family, and everyone said that she was well-behaved and smart, and good-looking. She liked her from the bottom of her heart.
"Mom, am I your biological son?" Wen Liang covered his head with his hands, feeling as if his life was too heavy to bear.
Ding Mei snorted and said, "If you coax the girl from the Xu family back, she's your biological daughter. Otherwise, she's just picked up!"
Wen Liang was extremely angry and said, "Then I want to ask, where did you pick it up from?"
"Hey, you know what, this is a very strange thing." Ding Mei gestured seriously and said, "On that morning more than ten years ago, I went out to empty the toilet and heard some rustling noises on the crooked tree outside the door. I looked up and saw a little monkey. Its fur was so dirty that it was twisted into a rope. It was so ugly that it was staring at me. I softened my heart and coaxed it down with a corn cob. I wrapped it in a bed sheet, took it home and plucked out all its fur. I kept it and it became what you are now..."
Wen Liang was stunned. He looked at Ding Mei for a long time, gave her a thumbs up, and said, "Mom, it's a waste of your talent if you don't write a TV series!"
Carrying the resentment of a monkey stripped of its fur, Wen Liang brought the topic back to normal track and asked, "What were you staring at just now?"
As he spoke, he reached out and picked up a piece of paper on the table. There were some numbers written on it in a mess, which were summarized into 70,000 or 80,000 yuan with plus signs. Wen Liang smiled slightly and said, "Are you still thinking about the money that was cheated? Didn't I ask Director Liu to tell you that Lin Yufen has been arrested and the money will be recovered soon?"
"That's what I say, but I also know that it takes several months to arrest and interrogate the suspects. Once the investigation is complete, the money will be returned one by one. It would be good if we can get the money back in a year. What's more, the money may not be there. Scammers are not banks. They have to spend the money they have cheated. Don't squander it all and end up with nothing..."
This is the logic, but in reality there are too many ways to get around it. With Liu Tianlai and his team in the special investigation team, even if Shenyu Company has no money, it can still do without Ding Mei's tens of thousands of yuan. However, if you want to really get the money, you can't wait until the case is closed. So in order to comfort Ding Mei, Wen Liang can only pay for it out of his own pocket. He put the newspaper wrapped with 100,000 yuan on the table and said, "You are just worrying about nothing. Look at what this is?"
Ding Mei opened it and was stunned. He said, "This... this money is..."
"This is the money I'm going to refund you, 70,000 yuan. I've also collected some extra money to make up a total of 100,000 yuan. It's almost time for the season to change, and the store needs to buy autumn clothes. We can't do this without money."
Ding Mei has been worried about the change of seasons recently. All her liquid funds have been invested in Shenyu's scam. Seeing that other stores have started to sell autumn clothes, Bi Ya Si is still selling summer clothes. The 100,000 yuan is really a timely relief.
While Ding Mei was happy, Wen Liang suggested, "Go home early tonight. I'll go buy some groceries and make something delicious for dinner. I'll ask my dad to come back as well. How long has it been since our family had a proper dinner?"
"Yes," Ding Mei sighed, "I'm in the store every day, your father is busy with work in the city, and you're like a monkey every day, and I don't know where you go... Our family is becoming less and less like a family. Sigh, it's better than when I was in the agricultural machinery factory and your father was still a small director..."
Wen Liang smiled and joked, "Mom, please don't let Aunt Li next door hear this. She will definitely say that you are taking advantage of others and are ungrateful for what you have."
"Hey, I'm afraid of her, let her be jealous... She came to the store yesterday and told me that if I needed money, I could tell her that she could invest in the company and help me out for the sake of our neighbors... Isn't it because she sees that Bi Ya Si's business is doing well and wants to take advantage of the situation? No way!"
Good news doesn't travel far, but bad news travels a thousand miles. It seems that the news that Ding Mei was cheated in business has spread. Wen Liang shook his head and did not intervene in this strange fight between middle-aged women between his mother and Aunt Li. He told her to get off work early in the evening and turn around and leave.
Big world.
An Baoqing and Luo Qi were discussing the five-star hotel when Wen Liang pushed the door open and hurriedly stood up to greet him. Wen Liang sent Luo Qi away, leaving An Baoqing alone, and said, "Brother Jiu, I met Cat Lady when I went to Suhai this time."
An Baoqing had already communicated with Mao Niang, and showed a grateful look on his face. Just as he was about to speak, Wen Liang waved his hand and interrupted him, saying, "I will have someone arrange for Mingzhu. As for the domestic side, you can ask Ye Zhiwei to keep an eye on it. It would be best to find a remote village in Suhai and arrange a new identity for her. Everything from household registration to files must be foolproof."
At present, the household registration system is not connected to the whole country. Each area manages its own area. In some remote mountain villages, it is particularly chaotic. It is not difficult to create a fake identity. Even with such a developed network system in later generations, don’t some people still have three or four different identities? In the final analysis, it is still due to the imperfection of the system. A few small household registration police and some supervisors can create people who do not exist out of thin air. It is amazing.
Minister An Bao nodded in understanding, knowing that Wen Liang did not want to be directly involved in this matter, and said: "It is not difficult to make a fake identity. It can be done within ten days. But what about Mingzhu?"
"Withdraw three million from the hotel account. Remember to transfer it to several accounts. It's best not to let anyone know about the connection with this place. Then transfer the money to the new name of Cat Girl. I will arrange for someone capable in Mingzhu City to find a lawyer specializing in business immigration. Someone will also smooth things over with the government. Overall, there shouldn't be any problems."
Wen Liang did not stay for long and said, "Do this as soon as possible and try to get Cat Lady to leave before October. When we get there, there will naturally be people to help us open the teahouse, so you don't have to worry about it."
After seeing Wen Liang off, An Baoqing stood at the French window on the top floor of the Great World, looking at the bustling crowd outside. He suddenly felt the urge to go to Suhai to see Cat Girl, but he finally suppressed it. He took out a photo from the pocket of his underwear, slowly brushed his fingers across the girl's face in the photo, and a rare tenderness appeared in his eyes.
Who can live without love? (To be continued)