[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-i-m-in-a-small-county-and-you-say-i-m-a-big-shot":3,"chapter-i-m-in-a-small-county-and-you-say-i-m-a-big-shot-i-m-in-a-small-county-and-you-say-i-m-a-big-shot-chapter-61":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","I'm in a Small County, and You Say I'm a Big Shot?",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2297472,4494,"Chapter 61: 060","i-m-in-a-small-county-and-you-say-i-m-a-big-shot-chapter-61",61,"\u003Cp>In the evening, Fang Qingye met Tian Zhonggu, the owner of Vanguard Commander Chongjian Co., Ltd., in a private room on the third floor of the Chundu Grand Hotel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He appeared to be in his mid-thirties and greeted Fang Qingye with great enthusiasm, repeatedly calling him “Director Fang.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Qingye corrected him several times, saying he was merely an assistant, not a director, but since the man kept calling him that anyway, Fang let it slide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only three people were present; the dishes were few but exquisitely prepared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ziye, I followed your instructions—I didn’t let Mr. Tian order any alcohol,” said Song Dahai.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Sorry, Mr. Tian, I’ve been feeling unwell lately,” said Fang Qingye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Director Fang, why be so formal? Your health matters most—let’s drink when you’re better!” Tian Zhonggu laughed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since there was business to discuss, they ate for a while before getting straight to the point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tian Zhonggu repeated the matter again, much as Song Dahai had described over the phone, though with far greater detail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know that recently, far too many companies have been applying for loans at your bank, and the Credit Department is swamped—I heard they’re short-staffed, so applicants are forced to wait in line for review. But our company urgently needs this loan to purchase equipment and expand production. We’ve got more orders than we can handle, yet we can’t even get the work done—don’t you find that frustrating?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tian Zhonggu ended with a deep sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Qingye asked, “Didn’t you go to Zhang, the head of the Credit Department, and explain your company’s actual situation?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, I did—but it’s useless! I hate to say this, Director Fang, but your Zhang Kezhang is rigid as a stick! He insists on reviewing applications strictly in order of submission!” Tian Zhonggu clearly seethed with frustration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Plus, she’s a woman—won’t even come out for meals or karaoke, let alone saunas… When Director Su was in charge, there were never so many problems.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then why didn’t you go to Director Su?” Fang Qingye asked again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I did… Director Su said that if it ever reaches the final review meeting, he’ll speak up for you—but right now, the process is still in the Credit Department, and he can’t interfere. The Credit Department is Xia’s personal domain; he can’t meddle.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Qingye nodded, picking up a leaf of greens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To be honest, Zhang Qunying only listened to Xia He—Su Ming’s words might not carry weight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Su Ming probably hadn’t told Tian Zhonggu that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Director Fang?” Tian Zhonggu suddenly spoke again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm?” Fang Qingye looked up at him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“If you can get this loan approved by the end of August, I’ll give you a kickback!” Tian Zhonggu blurted out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kickback?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Qingye put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and stared at him. “Mr. Tian, based on your industry standards, a 0.8% kickback on the loan should do.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Yes! I’ll give you a full point!” Tian Zhonggu gritted his teeth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“One point—that’s 1%. Three million yuan means thirty thousand yuan, right?” Fang Qingye suddenly smiled, fixing his gaze on the man: “Mr. Tian, do you think I’m the kind of person who needs thirty thousand yuan?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ah, this…?” Tian Zhonggu didn’t understand Fang Qingye’s meaning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“To be honest, I didn’t want to come at all—but Dahai said you two were on good terms, and asked me to help. I truly don’t need money. Mr. Tian, I’m saying this to you, and through you to other business owners: others may like kickbacks, but I have zero interest in them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tian Zhonggu’s face flushed with embarrassment; he didn’t know what to say.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, Song Dahai interjected: “Mr. Tian, Director Fang came to this meal only because of me. I know he doesn’t need money—he likes stock trading, doesn’t make much, but still has two or three million on hand.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Two or three million!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a company, that’s not much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it’s his personal wealth—and he’s so young!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’m sorry, Director Fang—I take back what I just said,” Tian Zhonggu hurriedly said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough about that,” Fang Qingye leaned back, settling more comfortably. “Since you truly have your difficulties…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I’ll try to arrange an early on-site inspection of your company and push to speed up your review—but whether it passes inspection or gets final approval, I can’t guarantee.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s a huge help, Director Fang! Don’t worry—if you inspect, our documents are all genuine, no falsification.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Good. Eat up…” Fang Qingye picked up his chopsticks again. “There’s so much food—let’s not waste it.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After dinner, Tian Zhonggu suggested karaoke and saunas, but Fang Qingye refused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said: dinner was dinner—nothing else needed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All three had driven their own cars; as Song Dahai was about to get into his, he added: “Ziye, I still say this—do what you can, don’t strain yourself.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I know. I have my limits.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Alright, then—I’m off!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next day at work, after brewing himself a cup of tea, Fang Qingye pondered Tian Zhonggu’s case.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was no trouble for him at all—he could simply go to Xia He now, explain the situation, and she’d order Zhang Qunying to send someone for an early on-site inspection of Tian’s company.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Or he could go directly to Zhang Qunying; given her rigid nature, she’d likely report it to Xia He, but the loan would still get approved eventually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he had no intention of doing either.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because if he did, Xia He would definitely learn that Tian Zhonggu had come to him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps she wouldn’t say anything—but over time, it wouldn’t be good.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He needed a more subtle approach.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At lunchtime, Fang Qingye went to the cafeteria and saw Chen Meimei carrying two meals without eating, heading out. He teased her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Chen Meimei, are you taking lunch to Dahai?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“I don’t care about him,” Chen Meimei replied. “I’m taking food to our Zhang Kezhang—she’s too busy even to come down for meals.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“So busy?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fang Qingye, you don’t know how crazy our department has been lately—we’re working overtime constantly, yet still can’t finish reviewing all the applications. Business owners are furious with us… sigh…” Chen Meimei said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was Zhang Qunying’s own fault!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, the number of loan applicants was high, but Zhang Qunying’s reviews were excessively strict. When Su Ming was head, one glance at documents was enough. But Zhang Qunying required multiple reviewers to go over each file two or three times, and sent inspectors to companies multiple times for on-site checks—this inevitably tripled the workload.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, the benefit was clear: stricter reviews meant fewer errors and lower risk of bad loans—a point Xia He greatly appreciated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fang Qingye suddenly thought of something and said to Chen Meimei: “Why not ask Zhang Kezhang to request temporary staff from Xia Hangzhang to help out?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“We’ve suggested that to her, but she’s afraid the borrowed staff aren’t skilled enough and might make mistakes—so she won’t report it to Xia Hangzhang,” Chen Meimei said, sounding discouraged. Then she suddenly remembered:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hey, Fang Qingye, you’re the Hangzhang’s assistant now—you could report our department’s situation directly to Xia Hangzhang!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fine, I’ll tell Xia Hangzhang as soon as I get back to work!” Fang Qingye agreed readily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Really? Thank you so much!” Chen Meimei smiled brightly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Don’t mention it—it’s my duty.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Then I’ll go deliver the food—bye!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching the girl leave, Fang Qingye smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>",1223,"2026-06-20T05:58:40.725Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","e41d14d9d0be6069eb496073090edd163911cdf20dd27735053d9e9846c36e1f","i-m-in-a-small-county-and-you-say-i-m-a-big-shot-chapter-62","i-m-in-a-small-county-and-you-say-i-m-a-big-shot-chapter-60",215,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fi-m-in-a-small-county-and-you-say-i-m-a-big-shot-cover.jpg"]