Chapter 596

No, you're stupid! At this critical juncture, if you move against him even a little, he'd rather risk his life. As for the importance placed on him by those above, needless to say, they might really send in someone with connections who doesn't fear death in a fit of anger.

Don't move against him for now; wait until those above have completely decided, then slowly deal with him. Everything requires a bit of strategy; don't act rashly, otherwise our old Geng family wouldn't have gotten this far.

Geng Biao looked burly, but he was also a person who was coarse yet meticulous.

Second brother, if that's the case, are we just going to wait around helplessly?

No need for that; we still have to use the proper methods. Besides his granddaughter, doesn't he also have a grandson? Isn't that grandson working at a bank? Get a few of his friends to invite him out for a bath, massage, mahjong, etc., with the excuse of needing his help to secure a loan.

People like them won't do anything if it doesn't follow procedure or meet conditions. This way, his friends can have an excuse to endlessly invite him out for meals and games. Remember, the key is to play cards with him—start by letting him win a little, then later I don't need to say more.

In short, just one thing: make him owe us money. Even if it's the Tong family, we have to make them shoulder our debt; once we press our high-interest loans, they won't have a say. We'll save all these big moves and hit them with a fierce barrage at once—I don't believe they can withstand it. This also serves as a show of force to deter them.

But no matter what we do, it won't stop us brothers from enjoying ourselves.

If the relevant leaders of the Municipal Party Committee Organization Department or the Provincial Party Committee Organization Department heard this, they might be shocked—because in their view, the work of the Organization Department is nothing.

From ancient times to now, it's rare to find local officials who truly don't take the Organization Department seriously and whose appointments require nodding approval from local bosses.

Of course, in fact, aside from the County Party Secretary, they could interfere with other personnel appointments and arrange them according to their wishes. But they never expected that this time they'd kicked an iron plate; the province is determined to deal with them.

The reason they still don't know whether the candidate has been finally decided is that even Su Yang's side hasn't confirmed it 100%, and Huang Dacheng's side definitely won't announce it externally.

So, the Provincial Party Committee Organization Department still has no definite information; they must wait for Huang Dacheng to finalize it and notify them before they can announce it publicly.

Su Yang returned to Jingcheng, his mood completely different. Last time he came to Jingcheng on business, and he was merely a lowly aide carrying bags. This time he came back and actually settled down here; thinking about it now feels like a dream.

You know, Jingcheng is extremely expensive—every inch of land is worth gold. Put bluntly, even if you have money, you might not be able to buy a house there, let alone a courtyard house. Yet currently, having a hukou in Jingcheng is something countless people envy and aspire to; if he wishes, he can obtain it in an instant.

This return is also a good chance to check on his house and spend a few carefree days with Zhou Ruohan, preferably without anyone disturbing him—today he can wake up naturally, then after waking go out to eat and stroll around.

Ideals are plump, reality is bony.

Just as he stepped off the plane, he saw a military-plated vehicle behind the shuttle bus, and glanced at it: "Who's so awesome, actually driving a car into the airport?"

Although such situations aren't unheard of at airports around the country—after all, there are many powerful people everywhere—driving straight onto the airport grounds is normal.

But this is Jingcheng! In this place, throwing down a brick could hit more than ten division-level cadres; even bureau-level cadres wouldn't dare claim they're officials. Even provincial-ministerial leaders coming to Jingcheng must follow the rules, with no special privileges whatsoever.

Yet a military-plated vehicle showing up here—could there be some big leader on this flight? That shouldn't be; if a leader of that rank were really here, how could they possibly fly commercial like him?

He was thinking that when he heard a very familiar voice: "Brother-in-law, I'm here!"

Su Yang turned toward the sound; the military vehicle's door opened and Zhou Tong jumped out. Though he still couldn't quite believe his ears, seeing that it was indeed Zhou Tong, he stepped forward two paces and said, "You're here to pick up a leader today? Why are you alone? Talking to me like this, won't it interfere with your mission?"

Zhou Tong replied, "I don't have any task to receive leaders; I'm here to pick you up! You clearly have a 5 p. m. flight, and my sister had me rush to the airport at 4 a. m. —you tell me, how pitiful am I?"

"You're here to pick me up?" Su Yang felt a bit dazed; he would never believe he could receive such treatment.

To be frank, even provincial-ministerial leaders coming here might not get this treatment. Of course, those bigwigs entering the capital have dedicated cars to pick them up. He, a mere section-level cadre, at least before his appointment to Lieshan Xian was announced, was still a suspended section-level township party secretary, yet he could enjoy this treatment. Leaving that aside, if it were someone else, just bragging about it when they returned would be enough to get them through half a life of drifting.

Zhou Tong rolled his eyes and said, "Hurry up and get in the car, look at your unsophisticated appearance. This is a special-pass vehicle; in Jingcheng, except for a certain place you can't go, elsewhere you can go. Oh, I forgot to tell you—this is Grandfather's dedicated car; he let me drive it to pick you up this time—look at your treatment!"

Even my uncle has never received such high-end treatment; whenever he comes, it's the local Beijing office staff who pick him up, unless there's an emergency—of course, the chance of that happening is also low.

After Su Yang got in the car, Zhou Tong started it, and they drove all the way to the gate of a courtyard house at the foot of Xishan.

"Your sister moved into our new house that quickly? I say no way—the formaldehyde probably hasn't fully dissipated yet."

Zhou Tong said, "What are you thinking? Grandfather and grandmother live here; last time you came you didn't see them, so this time they definitely want to see you. My sister also lives here now; she originally planned to come with me to pick you up, but Grandfather and grandmother disagreed."

While the two of them were talking, Zhou Ruohan had already come out from inside the gate.

"You finally dared to come back, huh? I thought you'd stay in the provincial city, indulging in decadence for a few days before returning!" Zhou Ruohan said coquettishly.

Su Yang looked at Zhou Ruohan and said with a smile, "How could that be? Besides the necessary social engagements these two days, I just went back to my hometown to fetch our family's silver bracelet for you."

Speaking, Su Yang pulled out a silver bracelet from his pocket. Indeed, this silver bracelet was the one Liu Fusheng had someone bring over this time, and he had packaged all the silver bracelets from his place and given them to Su Yang—as Su Yang said, this batch of silver bracelets must not reappear on the market.

Liu Fusheng naturally agreed readily, because the silver bracelet wasn't worth much anyway—just a family heirloom. Now he could use this insignificant item to get closer to Su Yang; why wouldn't he? Of course, since he had gone elsewhere that day for exchanges, otherwise he would certainly have attended that evening's banquet.

Upon seeing the silver bracelet, Zhou Ruohan's eyes lit up instantly.