Chapter 2391

Yanzhong City's GDP was mainly supported by state-owned enterprises. However, in recent years, with the rise of the private economy in the south, those coastal cities had emerged one after another in the national economic map, while state-owned enterprises were struggling in the competition with private enterprises and foreign-funded enterprises, which made Yanzhong City's economic development very difficult as well.

Now, many state-owned enterprises could no longer contribute to Yanzhong City's economy; instead, they had become a heavy burden on the Yanzhong Municipal Government.

It was already the end of October, and Yanzhong City had almost entered winter. Su Xinghui looked out, and everything was desolate. The city looked a bit lifeless, which made Su Xinghui's mood quite low.

He remembered Premier Nan's words again: "Take care on your way to Yanbei." It seemed that the waters in Yanzhong City were very deep.

Regardless of whether the waters in Yanzhong City were deep or shallow, since he had already arrived in Yanzhong, Su Xinghui could only wade forward step by step. Now, he had no way back.

That noon, the leaders of the Yanzhong Municipal Government collectively attended the welcome banquet for the National Planning Commission's working group. This specification was considered quite high.

Although Yanzhong City was not a sub-provincial city, the Yanzhong Municipal Party Secretary, Liao Guodong, was a member of the Yanbei Provincial Party Committee Standing Committee—a solid sub-provincial cadre. The other municipal leaders were also department-level or deputy department-level cadres, yet Su Xinghui was only a section-level cadre.

Of course, Su Xinghui was different from ordinary section-level cadres. He was sent down by the National Planning Commission, and it was said that Premier Nan had personally named him to come to Yanzhong City to lead the economic system reform of the Yanzhong Textile Group. In the past, this would have been an imperial envoy who was three ranks higher than the local officials.

Moreover, Su Xinghui's background was not ordinary. He had a father-in-law who was a governor. Lu Zhenghong was currently in the limelight; he had done an excellent job in Qinxi Province, causing Qinxi Province's national GDP ranking to rise several places, and his future looked promising.

Besides Lu Zhenghong, people like Gu Shanmin and Premier Nan all appreciated Su Xinghui highly. Could Yanzhong City dare to neglect such a person, even if he was only a division chief?

Liao Guodong had pushed aside several activities to personally attend this welcome banquet. He gave Su Xinghui enough face, and Su Xinghui naturally would not slight anyone. He appeared very humble and polite at the banquet, which gave everyone a quite good impression of him.

They had originally thought that Su Xinghui, having achieved success at a young age, would be quite arrogant. They had seen people sent down from the ministry for inspections before; even if it was just a section-level cadre, they would act all high and mighty, truly treating themselves as imperial envoys.

It was quite rare for a young section-level cadre like Su Xinghui to be so humble and low-key.

These municipal leaders laughed and toasted Su Xinghui one by one, and Su Xinghui's drinking capacity was quite good, and his drinking manners were also good. No matter who toasted him, he accepted them all.

One must know that Yanbei Province was located in the north and had always been a cold and bitter place. Now it was winter, so the people here were almost all good drinkers, drinking like they were drinking water. They naturally liked people who were straightforward in drinking, and since Su Xinghui was so straightforward, they naturally liked him immediately.

Once they drank, it was easy to say some heartfelt words. Su Xinghui had no reaction to the alcohol, so he naturally wouldn't say anything. He just kept his ears open, listening to the words of these municipal leaders, and silently remembered these words in his heart. Although they were just drunken words, he could always sort out some useful information from them.

Regardless, this welcome banquet ended smoothly, and everyone was happy.

After the meal, the members of the working group were arranged to rest in several rooms at the Yanzhong Municipal Party Committee guesthouse. Su Xinghui made a few phone calls and then went to sleep. Today had been quite tiring.

He didn't know what time it was when Su Xinghui was suddenly awakened by a knock on the door. The knocking was very light, almost like a chicken pecking at rice. However, Su Xinghui was a very light sleeper. Here, he had to maintain vigilance at all times. Such a knock, as soon as it reached his ears, immediately woke him up.

Su Xinghui steadied himself and asked in a low voice, "Who is it?"

No one answered outside, just another knock on the door. Su Xinghui put on his clothes and got out of bed. He turned on the bedside lamp and looked at his watch; it was already 3:00 AM. This time was when people were most sleepy. Why would someone come to knock on his door?

With suspicion, Su Xinghui focused and carefully walked toward the door, asking "Who is it" again. Outside, it was still quiet, with no sound at all.

Su Xinghui gently opened the door, but there was no one outside. He poked his head out to look, and the corridor was also empty. It seemed that the person who knocked just now had already left. The thick carpet laid in the corridor made everything silent.

By the light of the corridor, Su Xinghui saw a large, thick envelope lying on the ground at the door.

What was in this envelope? A whistleblower letter? Or simply money? Or something else?

Regardless of what it was, such an action was unusual. It seemed that the waters in Yanzhong City were indeed very deep.

Su Xinghui picked up the envelope, entered the room, gently closed the door, returned to the bed, and sat leaning against the headboard. Although the weather here was already very cold, the heating in the room was sufficient, and it wasn't cold at all.

Su Xinghui gently opened the envelope. Inside was not money, but a thick stack of material papers. Su Xinghui flipped through them by the light of the bedside lamp. As he read, his expression became increasingly solemn.

These material papers were all whistleblower materials, reporting on the entire leadership team of the Yanzhong Textile Group. The facts described inside were shocking, making Su Xinghui feel a sense of indignation after reading them. If the problems reported in the whistleblower letter were true, then the decline of the Yanzhong Textile Group was not a matter of "not being a war crime"!

After reading the whistleblower materials, Su Xinghui had no sleepiness at all. He leaned against the headboard and pondered.

Who sent this whistleblower material? Why didn't they show themselves? How did this person know that he had brought a working group to Yanzhong City? How did they know which room he was staying in? And how could they enter this heavily guarded Municipal Party Committee guesthouse?

These mysteries made Su Xinghui feel that on his first night in Yanzhong City, the sky over Yanzhong City was filled with fog.

And those municipal leaders who participated in the welcome banquet today, their smiling faces were also covered with a layer of fog, making people feel that they couldn't see clearly. Su Xinghui didn't know who would do such a thing, and what the purpose was. Was it a simple report, or was it an attempt to muddy the waters?

Su Xinghui got out of bed again, walked to the window, pulled back the curtain, and opened the window. A cold wind hit his face, making Su Xinghui shiver, but he also felt his spirit lift, which made his mind clearer.

This Yanzhong City is a bit interesting! ===== CHAPTER 2393 =====