Monday morning, bright and early.
After tidying up the office, Song Guanchao ca out with a cheeky smile looking at Zeng Li.
As soon as Zeng Li saw that look, she knew he must be up to no good.
"Speak up."
"Do you know anyone in the USA?"
"Yes."
"Help check on a couple of people, take so photos."
"Who are they?"
Song Guanchao briefly explained his plan and then shared so details about Tang Zhengqiang's situation with her.
He wanted to investigate Tang Zhengqiang's son and daughter studying in the USA.
After listening to Song Guanchao's explanation, Zeng Li asked in surprise, "Will this work?"
"Shouldn't be a big problem."
"You've got so nerve."
"Gotta have it." Song Guanchao sighed, "If Secretary Lu manages to pull off this project, Secretary Wu will be put in a difficult position."
Wu Qiangwei had been transferred here for over half a year and, by the standards of exceptional promotion, was enough to be elevated to Mayor.
Replacing Secretary Lu was actually a bit of a stretch.
But regardless of whether it's achievable, the advantage and initiative must be grabbed first.
"I'll help you."
"I'll treat you to a al!"
"Not enough."
Song Guanchao gritted his teeth and said, "I'll give you a massage!"
Zeng Li's eyes curved into a smile, "Not enough!"
She reached out, grabbing Song Guanchao's pants crotch, "I want this!"
"No way!"
The bottom line must not be crossed.
"Hmph!" Zeng Li angrily squeezed hard, snatched Tang Zhengqiang's children's information, and said, "Give a massage tonight!"
"Alright."
...
Early in the morning, Jiang Yiren led her team to Futong Company.
This week, she had plans to visit so private enterprises to promote cultural initiatives and host so events.
Futong Company had received the notice early and made preparations.
The reception was handled by the company's publicity departnt head.
The head was a woman in her forties. The group gathered in the conference room where Jiang Yiren read from prepared notes about the cultural initiative's key points and the necessary cooperation from the company.
After the eting, the woman arranged for lunch at the company's cafeteria.
While eating, a woman in her thirties suddenly approached them.
The woman walked up to Jiang Yiren and suddenly exclaid, "Leader, I want to report that the company is evading taxes, not paying social security, and there are kickback violations!"
The woman raised her head sharply, looking at the reporting woman, almost unable to breathe.
Jiang Yiren had never encountered such a situation and was montarily unsure how to respond.
The woman quickly shoved a pile of docunts into Jiang Yiren's arms, "Leader, these are all evidence, you must ensure justice!"
The woman imdiately stood up, and the company's managent from nearby tables quickly restrained the woman and took her away.
The woman glanced at Jiang Yiren's materials and wanted to take them away, but the other was indeed the leader of the cultural initiative team.
"Director Jiang, sorry for letting you see such a scene." The woman chuckled awkwardly, looking at the docunts in her arms, "These are trash; let help you dispose of them."
She reached out to take them.
Jiang Yiren held the docunts tightly, pondering for a few seconds, and said, "I've eaten enough."
She stood up and turned to leave, and the team mbers followed her out.
The woman was anxiously pacing and could only quickly call the company leadership.
On the way back, Jiang Yiren looked through the report contents in her hands.
Inside were all the evidence of Futong Company not paying social security, the procurent officer taking kickbacks, and tax evasion evidence.
The team mbers in the sa car frequently glanced over, curious about how Jiang Yiren would handle it.
Jiang Yiren truly didn't know what to do.
Encountering the issue, the first thought that popped into her mind was to contact Song Guanchao.
However, instinctively she didn't want to find Song Guanchao.
That would make her appear very incompetent.
Yet reason told her that she lacked experience and should not act rashly; it was better to consult Song Guanchao.
Moreover, the project was under his charge, and since it's related, his advice was justified.
So, after returning to the office and entering her office, she called Song Guanchao.
...
"A report?"
Song Guanchao felt annoyed, another report.
"Did the person provide evidence?"
"They did," Jiang Yiren asked, "Should I pretend I didn't see it?"
Song Guanchao didn't reply imdiately, thought for a few seconds, and said, "Hand it over to the Human Resources and Tax Bureau."
The reporter made the report publicly and even handed her evidence.
This is not sothing that can be ignored now.
If soone with ulterior motives uses this, it might bring her trouble.
If she gets blad, he'll also be implicated.
After all, he is responsible for this project.
"Understood."
After hanging up, Jiang Yiren called the newly promoted vice leader, Lin Xiaoling, asking her to deliver the report material to the Human Resources and Tax Bureau separately.
She thought that would be the end of it.
Unexpectedly, the next day, Song Guanchao was suddenly called into the office by Wu Qiangwei.
"Secretary, did you call for ?"
Wu Qiangwei handed over her phone, "Take a look."
Song Guanchao picked up the phone; the screen showed a short video page.
The video featured a woman holding an ID, openly accusing Lingjiang City's Futong Company of not paying social security according to labor law, kickback practices in procurent, along with significant tax evasion.
The video had got over thirty thousand likes and was trending online.
"Futong Company..."
Song Guanchao found the company oddly familiar, and the accusation content also struck a chord.
Then he rembered; wasn't this the report Jiang Yiren ntioned to him yesterday?
At this point, the video reached its end, with the woman stating that she already submitted the related report material yesterday to Lingjiang City's cultural initiative team leader, Jiang Yiren, but had yet to receive any definitive response.
Wu Qiangwei asked, "Are you aware of this matter?"
"I know."
"Is the video content legitimate?"
"Yes, the report materials were indeed received."
Song Guanchao said, "I've already instructed Director Jiang to send them to the Human Resources and Tax Bureau."
"When was it sent?"
"Yesterday afternoon..."
At that mont, Zeng Li knocked and entered, "Secretary Wu, Secretary Lu wants you to co over."
"I understand."
Wu Qiangwei stood up and said, "Contact Director Jiang, confirm whether the report materials have been delivered."
After she left, Song Guanchao called Jiang Yiren, "Were the report materials delivered yesterday?"
"Yes."
"Did you deliver them personally?"
"Had soone deliver them."
"Check if they reached, and call back once confird."
Two minutes later, Jiang Yiren called back, "They were delivered; what's the matter?"
"The reporter posted a video online, trending slightly, and so city leaders have taken notice."
"Huh? Is it serious?"
"Serious or not, depends on how it's handled afterward."
Song Guanchao said, "You've already sent the materials; this matter doesn't concern you anymore."
"In the future, whether it's a report or any other issue, rember to consult with first; don't decide on your own."
"Got it."
After hanging up the phone for just two minutes, Wu Qiangwei returned.
"Secretary Lu is already aware of this matter."
"What did he say?"
"To handle it according to the law." Wu Qiangwei said, "Contact Director Jiang, have her co over."
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