Chapter 452
After Li Yongyuan left, he went to find Guo Lichun again.
Two hours later, Fan Donglin was released, but the Faction took compulsory measures—residential surveillance! Before the case is clarified, he is prohibited from leaving Haishan Shi.
All of this was within Yu Huacheng's expectation.
In officialdom, subordinates naturally revere superiors' orders; even if they harbor doubts, few dare to go above their superiors to seek verification.
Regardless of whether Secretary Wang really issued an order to release someone, Li Yongyuan did not dare to call the province to verify the truth, and Guo Lichun likewise did not dare.
Following the safety principle of believing it might exist rather than believing it might not.
They could only choose to release him!
Meanwhile, taking compulsory measures against Fan Dongfan and strictly restricting Fan Donglin's freedom of movement is a roundabout means of checks and balances.
In the future, should the wind shift, they can at any time arrest Fan Donglin again.
Put bluntly, it is outwardly complying with the province's release order to avoid direct confrontation, while in substance keeping Fan Donglin firmly under surveillance.
They are all thousand-year-old foxes; even a casual dump could rival the Five Elements Mountain.
The Five Elements Mountain suppressed Sun Wukong for five hundred years until Tang Sanzang appeared and he regained freedom. How long can Li and Guo's urine suppress Fan Donglin? Who is the Tang Sanzang in Fan Donglin's life?
Regarding this question, Yu Huacheng stood by the office window and pondered for Along time.
Until a voice came from behind: Zhang Yinlan said, "Secretary Yu, is the Fisherman's Port New City project just going to stay idle like this?"
Only then did Yu Huacheng suddenly realize—officialdom requires paving the way with "performance".
Rather than let someone else play the Tang Sanzang, it's better to don the cassock oneself and go into battle!
And regardless of whether there had been a misjudgment of the situation before.
At present, one thing is certain: the province is watching Yu Huacheng's performance! If he does not show some mettle this time, even if he manages to topple Guo Lichun by luck, he probably won't gain the Provincial Party Committee's attention.
Yu Huacheng turned and ordered Zhang Yinlan: "I need to talk face-to-face with Fan Donglin; come with me, and later help me soothe his emotions."
Okay, no problem.
Yesterday Fan Donglin was arrested, and Zhang Yinlan was so worried she couldn't sleep all night, tossing and turning; fortunately he was released this morning, a false alarm.
Noon.
Zhang Yinlan accompanied Yu Huacheng into the hotel where Lin Dongfan had long rented rooms—the Hai'an Guoji Dajiudian. The entire twelfth floor had been leased by Lin Dongfan.
The two had just stepped out of the elevator when they were stopped by the duty guard.
One of them told Yu Huacheng and Zhang Yinlan: "This floor is a private restricted area; you've taken a wrong turn. Please return to the elevator."
Zhang Yinlan hurriedly explained: "No mistake; this is Municipal Party Committee Secretary Yu, who has matters to discuss with Mr. Fan."
The duty guard glanced at the formally dressed Yu Huacheng.
Just as he would look at an ordinary person.
He blandly sneered: "Our Mr. Fan has just been released, in a bad mood, and has no interest in receiving bigwigs who think they can arrest or release people at will; please go back."
Seeing Yu Huacheng's face begin to lose composure.
Zhang Yinlan grew anxious: "How can you talk like that? The one who ordered Mr. Fan's arrest wasn't Secretary Yu! Secretary Yu came in person today precisely to help Mr. Fan resolve the issue."
Director Zhang, don't get angry.
Yu Huacheng put on an approachable demeanor, lowered his official airs, and said to the blocking guard: "Please inform your Mr. Fan that I have an important matter to discuss."
Seeing Yu Huacheng's attitude was not bad, the guard picked up the walkie-talkie and called: "Eighth Master, someone claiming to be Municipal Party Committee Secretary Yu wants to see Mr. Fan."
From the walkie-talkie came a hoarse static: "Let them in."
Received.
After the guard put away the walkie-talkie, he gave a glance to his companion holding a metal detector.
The security inspector, understanding, stepped forward two steps: "Security check, please cooperate."
You guys are really something!
Zhang Yinlan wore an impatient expression, yet still cooperated, pulling out her phone from her pocket and then spreading her arms for the inspection.
The scanner swept over, beeping twice and flashing red.
The inspector pointed at Zhang Yinlan's chest and asked: "What are you hiding? Take it out."
"Have you never touched a woman in your life?" Zhang Yinlan burst out: "It's the metal clasp on my underwear triggering the alarm; do I need to take it off for you to look?"
The inspector, rigid and impartial, said: "You have two options: either take it off yourself and undergo the check again, or you simply don't go in—your choice."
You……
Zhang Yinlan's face turned green with anger.
Suddenly she realized how foolish she was—truly foolish to the point of going to her grandmother's house—since she wasn't unable to contact Fan Donglin, why not just call that guy directly?
Actually being humiliated here by two little guards!
She turned and dialed Fan Donglin's number: "Mr. Fan, your guards are over the top, making me strip my underwear for inspection! Could I harm you? You tell him yourself!"
Saying that, she handed the phone to the inspector.
After taking the phone, the inspector didn't listen, hung up immediately, and returned the phone to Zhang Yinlan: "Security check is my duty; calling anyone is useless. I must ensure the boss's safety. You may keep your underwear on, but you must take off your outer clothing so I can see whether there really is a metal clasp on your underwear."
You……
Since becoming bureau chief, in Haishan no one has ever dared to tell Zhang Yinlan to take off her clothes.
Zhang Yinlan's furious expression is beyond words.
Yu Huacheng lightly patted Zhang Yinlan's shoulder, helplessly advising: "Please cooperate with the inspection; Fan Donglin is indeed in a precarious situation now, and their heightened security measures are understandable—mutual understanding."
I'm not going!
This is Zhang Yinlan; you may criticize her work as inadequate, but you cannot order her to take off her clothes, or she will turn hostile in an instant—even if a leader speaks up, it's useless; she'll still give you a cold shoulder.
She turned and entered the elevator, returning to the first-floor lobby to wait.
And she sent Fan Donglin a message with exploding anger index: "Dead rich guy, stinking rich guy, seeing you is harder than seeing the president of the United States! Wait for me, and next time don't let me see you!"
By comparison, Yu Huacheng's emotional control is clearly a notch higher.
When the security scan swept to Yu Huacheng's waist.
The scanner also beeped, flashing red light.
Yu Huacheng immediately lifted his coat and explained: "It's a belt."
The security officer pointed at his pants pocket and asked: "What's in the pocket?"
"It's a pair of Bluetooth earphones." Yu Huacheng pulled the Bluetooth earphones out of his pocket.
The security officer pointed to the basket beside him and said: "Put your phone, Bluetooth earphones, and watch there. No electronic devices are allowed inside."
"Okay."
Yu Huacheng removed all electronic devices from his person, becoming a "completely penniless" ordinary person, and only then smoothly entered the presidential suite where Lin Dongfan was.
It was Lao Ba, guarding the door, who opened the door for Yu Huacheng.
As soon as Yu Huacheng entered, he saw Lin Dongfan shirtless, doing push-ups in the living room: "Nine hundred ninety-eight, nine hundred ninety-nine, one thousand..."
He's bragging loudly!
But his muscular build is real, with distinct grain, looking very like the tendon meat on a beef stall—this should be the favorite of beautiful women.
Yu Huacheng joked: "Stop counting, Zhang Yinlan isn't here, so you can't show off your strength."
End of Chapter
