Return to the City: The Strongest King

"The Lancang River is an important source of the Mekong River. Building hydropower stations upstream will cause water scarcity, drought, and famine downstream. That's why Ah San has always been at a disadvantage in territorial disputes. The feasibility study for this hydropower station has been researched for decades without any results."

"What do you mean?" Qiao Yutong sensed something was wrong.

"Nothing much, Director Qiao, don't get so upset. You know, I'm going to develop the economic zone. However, issues like demolition in the development zone, local public security problems, and safety issues in the construction of the zone need our police department's cooperation. I know our Minghe police department, that Chen Yunhua kid can't outplay you, the police flower. I hope in future economic work, we can get more support from our police department." Han Yang looked at Qiao Yutong and spoke slowly and methodically.

"That depends on what kind of support Deputy Mayor Han needs. Tasks within our responsibilities are non-negotiable, but tasks beyond our responsibilities are out of our control." Qiao Yutong stared coldly into Han Yang's eyes, speaking very firmly.

"Sigh." Han Yang sighed and turned around to take a document out of his briefcase.

"Director Qiao, why must it come to this?"

Qiao Yutong immediately understood the situation upon seeing Han Yang pull out the document.

Han Yang didn't open it; he just placed it on the table.

"Director Qiao, you're putting me in a difficult position. The demolition issue in Beishan District has always been a pain point for the old leaders. Because the work wasn't coordinated well with your department, Beishan District's public security has always been poor. Even cement gets stolen from construction sites, and the development zone has never been built. Now that I'm in power, this development zone must be constructed to make up for the old leaders' regrets. I don't know how many more things will need to be coordinated with your department in the future. I have no choice."

"You should even thank me. This document was already at the court's doorstep, and I intercepted it. Otherwise, who knows how serious the consequences would have been."

"I just hope you can work more efficiently when cooperating, and not scare away all my investors over small thefts!"

Qiao Yutong still said nothing.

"I'll be straightforward, I need a Deputy Director of the Police Department who will follow my commands." Han Yang gently placed his hand on the document on the table.

"Deputy Director Han, you have some tactics. But as a deputy director, I only listen to Director Zhao." Qiao Yutong turned and walked away.

"Hey... Director Qiao!" Han Yang stood up, thinking about it but ultimately not chasing after her.

"Han Yang, oh Han Yang, so you'll resort to anything, even extortion, just to build a development zone. Alas, I'm doing all this for the economic development of Minghe. Let me be the bad guy then!"

Han Yang stared blankly at Director Qiao's retreating figure.

"And you say you only listen to Director Zhao. Isn't Director Zhao also about maintaining public security? Isn't public security all about economic development and people's livelihoods? So old-fashioned!" Han Yang thought increasingly angrily.

Song Xiaodong and Xiao Yingying returned home, and Chu Xianling sought out Song Xiaodong.

"What do you want me for?" Song Xiaodong asked.

"There's a porcelain art exchange event in Minghe tonight. Will you take me?" Chu Xianling asked Song Xiaodong.

"Hmm? Porcelain? You understand porcelain now?" Song Xiaodong teased Chu Xianling.

"What's with that tone? I may not understand porcelain, but I understand money, don't I? Haven't you heard? 'Antiques in times of peace, gold in times of trouble.'"

"What are you going for?" Song Xiaodong asked.

"My grandpa likes these things, so I want to go take a look," Chu Xianling replied.

"Alright, I'll go with you."

The Minghe City Porcelain Art Exchange was hosted by Han Yang, specifically organized for Ruitu Overseas Chinese Zhang Dongfang.

The overseas Chinese is in his 40s, the age when one is wealthy but somewhat tacky, desperately needing some artworks to spruce up his image. Han Yang immediately catered to his tastes, inviting many porcelain factory leaders, porcelain artists, and various small entrepreneurs from Minghe City to participate.

Song Xiaodong was not invited.

Han Yang wanted to free up some time to hold a Minghe entrepreneurs exchange meeting and have a "close encounter" with Song Xiaodong then.

Han Yang's actions were quick. Two days ago, Zhang Dongfang mentioned he liked porcelain, and two days later, there was a porcelain art exchange event, as if Minghe were an ancient city with a long history of porcelain.

In fact, Minghe's porcelain came from tiles that were initially meant for export after China's reform and opening up, converting to domestic sales, with a historical accumulation of no more than ten years.

The venue was in the hall of an art exhibition gallery, with display cases housing exquisite porcelains valued in astronomical figures. A group of pot-bellied bosses, alongside their jewel-adorned female companions, chatted and laughed while holding champagne.

Qiao Yutong angrily left a meal halfway through and sat uneasily in the car, calling Song Xiaodong.

At that time, Song Xiaodong and Chu Xianling were on their way to the porcelain art exchange.

"Hello? Director Qiao, what's up? Missing me?" Song Xiaodong replied jokingly.

"Stop joking, the situation has escalated. I might really lose my position this time." Qiao Yutong stuck out her tongue.

"What happened? Didn't Director Zhao suppress the matter?" Song Xiaodong asked.

"Han Yang just had dinner with me, holding a document, demanding I listen to his commands." Qiao Yutong replied.

"What a joke, you're a Deputy Director of the Police Department, what should you listen to his commands for?" Song Xiaodong said.

"He said the development zone construction needs our police department's cooperation." Qiao Yutong said.

"So he's got something on you?" Song Xiaodong bit his lip.

"Ah, maybe it was Chen Yunhua who gave him the document." Qiao Yutong replied.

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