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Zhao Xiaohui made a startling statement: "The 30% stake in Shanshui Group will be returned to Qi Tongwei and Gao Xiaoqin."
"Dafeng Factory is a hot potato right now."
. . . . . .
At 6 p.m. that day, Zhao Xiaohui arrived at Dihao Garden in Jingzhou City.
He was also carrying a box of donkey-hide gelatin as a gift when he pressed the doorbell.
Lin Yunfei, dressed casually in shorts and slippers, ran out and asked, "Who is it?"
"Secretary Lin, hello. I am Zhao Xiaohui. I apologize for disturbing you today."
"It's just a small gift, please don't mind it." Zhao Xiaohui looked at Lin Yunfei with a respectful attitude, bowing deeply at a ninety-degree angle.
Lin Yunfei was surprised by Zhao Xiaohui's actions and quickly stepped aside, saying, "President Zhao, what are you doing? Please come in."
Zhao Xiaohui stood up and handed the donkey-hide gelatin gift box to Lin Yunfei: "Secretary Lin, this is a small token of my appreciation, please accept it."
Lin Yunfei exchanged a few polite words and then welcomed Zhao Xiaohui into the living room.
The two took their seats as host and guest, and Zhao Xiaohui got straight to the point: "Secretary Lin, I've come today for two reasons: first, to apologize for what happened at Dafeng Factory; and second, to ask you to be lenient and let Ruilong off the hook."
Lin Yunfei picked up his teacup and took a small sip: "President Zhao, your brother's actions regarding Dafeng Factory were indeed unethical. As for letting Zhao Ruilong go, what makes you say that?"
Zhao Xiaohui's expression darkened: "Secretary Lin, I know about the Dafeng Factory. We are willing to give up on the demolition of Dafeng Factory."
Lin Yunfei put down his teacup, his gaze sharp: "President Zhao, the workers at Dafeng Factory are also victims. They lost their jobs and their livelihoods. As the major shareholder of Dafeng Factory, your Shanshui Group should bear the corresponding social responsibility."
Zhao Xiaohui bit her lip: "Secretary Lin, we really can't accommodate more than 1,300 workers."
Lin Yunfei sneered: "President Zhao, your Shanshui Group is one of the top enterprises in Jingzhou City, and even in the entire Handong Province. Resettling more than 1,300 workers is just a drop in the ocean for you."
Zhao Xiaohui looked troubled: "Secretary Lin, if only you would be lenient and let Ruilong go."
38. Zhao Ruilong donated 500 million yuan, as reported by CCTV.
38. Zhao Ruilong donated 500 million yuan, as reported by CCTV.
Lin Yunfei remained expressionless upon hearing the request, his demeanor remarkably calm and composed: "Donate 500 million."
Zhao Xiaohui looked bewildered: "Five hundred million?"
"That's right. In the name of Huilong Group, 500 million yuan was donated to the Guangming District government."
"This amount of money is just a drop in the ocean for you Zhao siblings."
Lin Yunfei spoke slowly, his expression serious: "I will arrange for a reporter from CCTV to specifically report on this donation."
"As for saying you'll show leniency?"
Lin Yunfei smiled mysteriously and said with a double meaning, "The current Handong is still a democratic Handong. It is not a place where a few people can have their own opinions."
He spoke cryptically, but what he meant was that if Zhao Xiaohui donated 500 million yuan, the Lin family and the police would remain neutral.
After a moment of contemplation, Zhao Xiaohui finally understood. She quickly stood up and bowed to Lin Yunfei in gratitude.
"Thank you, Secretary Lin."
"After I get back, I'll personally have Ruilong come and donate." Zhao Xiaohui understood Lin Yunfei's implied meaning.
The Lin and Zhao families are both top-tier families in Beijing. If they were to intervene and help Sha Ruijin...
His own father, Zhao Lichun, ultimately ended up in Qincheng Prison.
A donation of 500 million yuan resulted in two companies remaining inactive. At the very least, they stood by and watched.
Lin Yunfei slowly stood up and locked his office drawer. He picked up his thermos: "Five o'clock, time to leave work."
...Please give me flowers...
Zhao Xiaohui took a car to the outskirts of Jingzhou. Inside a secret room at the Shanshui Manor.
"Ruilong. Second Sister has already reached an agreement with Lin Yunfei."
“If you donate 500 million, the Lin family will remain neutral.”
Zhao Xiaohui made a surprising statement, picked up a bottle of mineral water, and opened the cap.
Zhao Ruilong stared in disbelief, his face filled with shock. He looked at Zhao Xiaohui and asked, "Second Sister, why should I contribute 500 million?"
"Lin Yunfei is just a minor official at the department level."
Zhao Ruilong's face twisted into a ferocious expression: "I'll make a call to Qi Tongwei and take him out."
Zhao Xiaohui flew into a rage, stepped forward, and slapped him hard across the face: "Don't even think about it. If you kill Lin Yunfei, the imperial court will send troops down to counter-terrorism."
"Dad, there's no need to even go to Qincheng Prison, just execute him directly."
“Our whole family will be buried with him!”
Upon hearing this, Zhao Ruilong was completely stunned. The ferocity on his face vanished instantly, replaced by deep fear and unease.
"Second sister. I... I was just saying."
Zhao Ruilong shrank back, a fawning smile on his face.
"I know you love me the most, Second Sister, and you wouldn't stand by and watch me be bullied."
Although Zhao Ruilong is arrogant and domineering, he is not stupid.
The fact that her second sister suggested the entire family should be buried with Lin Yunfei proves that Lin Yunfei's identity is definitely not ordinary.
Zhao Xiaohui snorted coldly and sat back down on the sofa. She cut to the chase: "Ruilong, remember this. In this world, there are no permanent enemies, only permanent interests."
"As long as the benefits are sufficient, even enemies can become friends."
"Now, our Zhao family has reached the edge of a precipice. One wrong step and we will be shattered to pieces."
Therefore, we must make a choice.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Ruilong's expression turned serious. He understood that what his second sister said was true.
The Zhao family is now in crisis. A single misstep could lead to utter ruin.
Thinking of this, Zhao Ruilong gritted his teeth: "Second sister. Tell me, what do I need to do?"
Seeing that Zhao Ruilong had finally come to his senses, Zhao Xiaohui smiled with relief: "It's very simple, just do as Lin Yunfei says."
"Donate 500 million yuan in exchange for the Lin family and the Zhao family not helping each other."
"Only in this way can we have time to deal with Sha Ruijin and Hou Liangping."
"Lin Yunfei is a third-generation member of the Lin family in Beijing. Do you understand?" Zhao Xiaohui stood up, walked to Zhao Ruilong's side, and fiercely pulled his ear, roaring.
"The Lin family and Zhao Mengsheng are allied through marriage; they can easily crush us."
Upon hearing this, a flicker of resentment flashed in Zhao Ruilong's eyes. However, he thought of his father, Zhao Lichun.
He nodded: "Second sister. I understand, I'll make the arrangements."
When Zhao Xiaohui saw that Zhao Ruilong had finally agreed, a satisfied smile appeared on her face.
She stood up and patted Zhao Ruilong on the shoulder: "Ruilong, don't worry. As long as we get through this, we have a long road ahead of us."
"Also, you should go and donate the money yourself."
"Lin Yunfei contacted a reporter from CCTV to report on this matter."
"Five hundred million is just a drop in the ocean."
“Over the years, you have earned at least 10 billion from Handong Oil and Gas Group.”
Zhao Xiaohui made a shocking statement: "As long as Dad is still alive, and he still holds power, we can still easily make money in the capital even if we leave Handong."
"Ruilong, if Dad falls from grace, who will help you?"
"Li Dakang? Or Gao Yuliang?"
Zhao Ruilong felt a chill and muttered under his breath, "Sis, could this be Lin Yunfei, short of money and wanting 500 million?"
Snapped!
Without hesitation, Zhao Xiaohui stepped forward and slapped Zhao Ruilong across the left cheek: "Idiot! Third-generation rich kids like them don't lack money at all."
"Remember, this is a donation, not a bribe."
Zhao Ruilong lowered his head, not daring to resist at all.
Growing up at home, only his second older sister, Zhao Xiaohui, dared to beat him. Of all the people who bullied him since childhood, only Zhao Xiaohui did.
Zhao Xiaohui said seriously, "Don't mess this up. Behave yourself."
. . . . . .
The Provincial Party Committee compound, No. 2 courtyard.
Lin Yunfei brought Zhao Lan to Governor Liu's house for dinner.
"Thank you, Brother Yunfei. You helped me get promoted and transferred me back to Jingzhou. You even made me a section chief." The girl who spoke had short, neat hair and a flat figure.
She is Liu Linyu, the only daughter of Governor Liu.
Lin Yunfei picked up the juice: "Lin Yu. Don't be shy, we're all family."
Upon hearing this, Liu Cheng beamed with joy: "Yes, we're all family. Lin Yu, you should go back to Handong now."
"Your mother and I are relieved."
Zhao Lan, dressed in military uniform, smiled sweetly: "Lin Yu. My husband sometimes listens to CCTV reports."
Liu's mother nodded and personally served food to Zhao Lan: "Linyu, your sister Zhao Lan is now the first political commissar of the Handong Military Region, the youngest vice-ministerial level official."
"Sister Zhao Lan, just let me know if you need anything."
"I personally led the CCTV crew to report the news." Liu Linyu stood up and poured herself a glass of Moutai.
"Sure. Come visit the military region sometime." Zhao Lan smiled broadly, a slight upturn at the corners of her mouth.
"Linyu. There really is something that needs CCTV's coverage right now."
Lin Yunfei slowly began to speak, introducing Zhao Xiaohui to him. Then, he explained in detail about Zhao Ruilong's donation of 500 million yuan.
Liu Cheng frowned and looked at Lin Yunfei: "Yunfei, you... are cooperating with Zhao Xiaohui?"
"No, Uncle Liu."