Chapter 461: Director Feng Submits His Resignation!

Inside the Municipal Organization Department building, Xia Hong was hunched over her desk reviewing cadre files.

The Secretary knocked lightly on the door, poked their head in, and said, "Minister Xia, Deputy Director Feng Kun of the Municipal Finance Bureau wishes to see you."

"Oh? Let him in." Xia Hong set down her fountain pen, a flash of surprise crossing her eyes.

Feng Kun was an Executive Deputy Director.

If it were an ordinary Deputy Division Level Official, Xia Hong might not have agreed so readily.

A moment later, Feng Kun pushed the door open and entered.

Xia Hong signaled the Secretary to pour tea and got straight to the point: "Comrade Feng Kun, do you have an urgent matter today?"

Feng Kun gently set his ceramic cup on the coffee table, the bottom of the cup clinking against the glass surface.

"Minister Xia, I am here to submit my resignation."

"Resignation?" The fountain pen in Xia Hong's hand nearly slipped. "Old Feng, if you have any difficulties, you can tell the organization. It is not easy for us to cultivate a finance official; how can you just throw in the towel so easily?"

The corners of Feng Kun's mouth pulled into a bitter smile, and when he looked up, his eyes were bloodshot: "I have failed the organization's years of cultivation..."

"Where is this coming from?"

"Last night, my son Feng Lin was arrested by the police in Suiyuan County," Feng Kun said, his voice trembling. "I only found out later how many illegal and undisciplined things he has done behind my back over these years. As a Party member and official, I ask myself if I have a clear conscience regarding my work, but as a father, I haven't even been able to discipline my own child..."

Xia Hong understood instantly, her tone deepening: "Your son is an adult; if he has broken the law, he must bear the consequences. As long as you were not involved, there is no need to blame yourself too much. The organization has always been clear in its rewards and punishments."

"Minister Xia," Feng Kun sighed heavily, "I have worked in the finance system for twenty years and handled projects with funds totaling in the hundreds of millions. Even though I knew nothing about my son's affairs, as his father, I cannot shirk the blame for the serious crimes he has committed. If I continue to stay in this sensitive position, it will inevitably invite criticism and damage the Government's credibility..."

Seeing that his mind was made up, Xia Hong nodded slowly: "Since you have considered it carefully, I respect your decision."

Feng Kun stood up and bowed deeply, his gait unsteady as he turned to leave.

Watching his hunched back, Xia Hong couldn't help but recall the rumors—that Feng Kun's failure to be elected Finance Bureau Director was related to his son's misdeeds.

Now that he was saddled with such a "pit-father" son, this finance official likely had grievances he couldn't even voice.

After pondering for a moment, Xia Hong dialed Cheng Lin's number.

Cheng Lin's polite greeting came through the receiver: "Hello, Minister Xia. May I ask what your instructions are?"

"I'm asking you about something," Xia Hong's gaze fell upon the resignation letter, "Was the son of Deputy Director Feng Kun of the Municipal Finance Bureau taken away by the police in your Suiyuan yesterday?"

Cheng Lin's tone turned abruptly grave: "Minister Xia, I need to tell you about this in detail. That guy Feng Lin is simply a beast in human clothing—yesterday during the day, he had just gone to the Suiyuan Deaf-Mute School to make a donation, posing as a philanthropist, and by night, he tricked a female student from the school to a villa, attempting to assault her. It was only because our police officers had set up surveillance in advance that we were able to save her at the very last moment."

"There is such a thing?" Xia Hong's fingers tightened around the phone, "Old Feng's son is actually so vicious; he must be severely punished without leniency!"

"His evil deeds go far beyond this," Cheng Lin's voice carried cold anger, "Over these past few years, Feng Lin has monopolized municipal projects in Suiyuan, especially landscaping projects, and has pocketed quite a bit of dirty money. The previous death of Li Yongbo, Deputy Director of the County Garden Bureau, is inseparable from him."

Hearing this, a cold glint appeared in Xia Hong's eyes: "Such scum must be dealt with severely!"

After hanging up the phone, she stared at the resignation letter for a moment, then finally stood up and walked toward Zhou Chengwu's office.

She had originally thought Feng Kun's voluntary resignation was out of guilt, but thinking about it now, he was likely trying to use the resignation to cut ties with his son and escape investigation by the Discipline Inspection Commission.

At the same time, Cheng Lin passed the news to Tang Ye: "Just received word, Feng Kun has submitted his resignation."

"Has it been approved?" Tang Ye's tone was filled with surprise.

"According to Minister Xia's intent, there shouldn't be any variables."

A low chuckle came from the receiver: "Sister Lin, thank you for letting me know. This news should come in handy for interrogating Feng Lin."

After hanging up, Tang Ye drove straight to the County Public Security Bureau.

When he pushed open the iron door of the Interrogation Room, Feng Lin was slumped in a chair, the handcuffs on his wrists glinting coldly under the lights.

Seeing Tang Ye walk in, fury erupted in his eyes, and a low growl escaped his throat: "Tang Ye! So it was you plotting against me behind my back."

Tang Ye sat down unhurriedly, his fingertips tapping lightly on the tabletop: "Long time no see. I really didn't expect us to meet again in a place like this."

Feng Lin pulled at the corner of his mouth, squeezing out a cold sneer: "Don't think that just because you locked me up, you've won. This isn't over!"

"Oh?" Tang Ye raised an eyebrow, "Listening to your tone, you're still counting on someone to bail you out? Is it your father, the Deputy Director, or do you have another backer?"

This remark was like a heavy hammer, causing Feng Lin to freeze instantly. He forced himself to remain calm and turned his face away: "Stop trying to fish for information! Tang Ye, you've offended so many people, aren't you afraid of retaliation?"

"Retaliation?" Tang Ye scoffed, "Haven't you already tried that? It's a pity, though; those tip-off letters and online posts were so crudely done that they couldn't even fool a three-year-old."

Feng Lin's pupils contracted sharply: "That bastard Wu Ji told you everything? That's right, I was the one who had people send those anonymous letters, and I was the one who posted those things online! I advise you to be sensible; there are plenty more 'surprises' like this to come!"

"You think using a borrowed knife to kill is very clever?" Tang Ye leaned forward, his gaze like a blade, "Do you remember having Shao Jinbo help you send the tip-off letters? His wife found out and turned around to tell me. If you hadn't used Shao Jinbo as a gun, I really wouldn't have been able to trace it back to you."

"Shao Jinbo..."

Feng Lin clenched his fists tightly, his nails nearly embedding into his flesh.

He had been unable to figure out why Tang Ye could lock onto him so precisely, but only now did he realize that the loser had ruined everything.

Regret gnawed at his internal organs like a venomous snake—why had he bothered with all that flashy nonsense, trying to use a borrowed knife to kill!

Seeing Feng Lin still putting up a front, Tang Ye sighed lightly: "Do you still think you can get out?"

"Tang Ye, it's not that I'm underestimating you," Feng Lin sneered with a twisted mouth, "This dump can't keep me locked up!"

"Is that so?" Tang Ye took out his phone and turned the screen toward him, "Look at this; perhaps it will give you a clearer understanding of your situation."

Feng Lin glanced at the phone impatiently.

When he saw the news that "Feng Kun has submitted his resignation to the Municipal Organization Department."

The arrogance in his eyes froze instantly!

It was replaced by shock and panic!

"Your father handed in his resignation an hour ago," Tang Ye's voice was calm, "He confessed with tears in his eyes, saying he hadn't taught his son well. You should be very surprised, because not only did he not plead for you, but he requested that we conduct a thorough investigation into your issues. Your father is truly a good official who puts righteousness before family! He certainly went to great lengths to distance himself from you."

As if all his strength had been drained away, Feng Lin slumped backward.

The handcuffs struck the iron chair with a harsh, grating sound.

He knew how much his father valued his official position, and he knew even better that his ability to act recklessly all these years was entirely due to Feng Kun paving the way behind the scenes.

Now, even his final backer had collapsed with a crash.

The arrogance in his eyes gradually turned into despair...