Starting from not paying back debts to start technological hegemony

The conference on attracting investment and exchanging ideas between the old and new economies has ended.

It was very abrupt, giving people a feeling of anticlimactic.

But all the participants in the conference felt that the trip was worthwhile. This kind of major event is almost unheard of and is the first time in China.

This is a tough clash between provincial bosses. Whether it is Cui Yiping's speech or Mr. Hu's soul-piercing roar, it seems to have echoes in the ears of the participants.

Why?

Why did Mr. Hu do this?

What is he trying to do?

It is too terrifying to commit crimes against superiors and directly pull the general manager down in such a public place by self-destructing without the help of superiors.

How can this be called a political elite? This is a political terrorist. He self-destructs at every turn. Who can stand this?

His fate is doomed by doing this.

Whether the general manager is okay or not, Mr. Hu is bound to step down. There is no possibility of adjusting his position to retire. The best result is retirement.

This is why people say that he blew himself up or burned himself together with the enemy, sacrificing his life for the sake of righteousness.

The participants were shocked by today's scene, and admired the courage of old man Hu to sacrifice his life for the sake of righteousness.

Too cruel.

The Hanhai Group had an accident, and the general manager had become a thorn in the eyes of the upper level, and the Jiang Gang was exposed and became an obstacle to the development of the entire Dongjiang.

Everyone thought that the general manager was cruel enough, and he set fire to the warehouse of Ruiming New Energy, so that he won a lucky victory yesterday.

But no one expected that Lu Qiming, the chairman of the Lu Council, was even more cruel today, and he dragged old man Hu to play the ultimate explosion directly.

Who can bear this?

Even if the general manager is an official with a good reputation for integrity, today's incident can ruin his future career.

Not to mention that the general manager is now trapped in the swamp and is trying to survive.

Old man Hu played such a trick, just like holding a mallet and hitting the general manager on the head again.

Isn't this going to sink to the bottom?

The chief steward didn't say anything. He didn't even go on stage to explain again, because it was meaningless. After what old man Hu did, he couldn't explain it even if he opened his mouth.

It's over!

The chief steward had a moment of despair.

His emotions were surging. He had too many things to say and too many things that caught him off guard.

Why?

I just had someone point a finger at your Hu family, targeting Lu Qiming, and you, old man Hu, just pulled me to blow myself up? You are so stubborn at your age?

You are a mine, right? You have wanted to explode for a long time? Just waiting for someone to step on it?

Lu Qiming was also puzzled by the chief steward.

What is he going to do?

A risky move?

He doesn't care at all about his daughter and Chen Yang being exposed? He doesn't care about the pressure from public opinion?

Is he so honest? Would rather ruin his political life than get himself?

The chief steward left the auditorium in a trance.

No one followed him except the cautious secretary and driver.

A street rat? Not really.

But he was already at the end of his rope, the situation was over, and his time was numbered.

Lu Qiming, the chairman of the Lu Council, had already won.

Naturally, no one would approach him at this time.

He had always been surrounded by people, talking and laughing, and making suggestions.

In comparison, his current appearance was even more ridiculous.

After getting in the car and closing his eyes, the chief steward did not speak for a long time.

Just when the driver and secretary could not help but ask, he sighed and said, "Contact Lu Qiming, I want to meet with him."

Upon hearing this, the secretary quickly contacted Lu Qiming's secretary. After a brief exchange, the two agreed on a place, which was the pavilion in the North Garden of Dayong Shengjing, where Dai Xiangdong and Zhao Jiangshan went fishing two days ago.

The car started.

The chief steward quietly looked at the scene outside the car window.

High-rise buildings, bustling streets, rats crawling into sewers, majestic stadiums, smooth roads running through Yongcheng, green plants planted on the roadside, pedestrians on the street, takeaways riding electric bikes, quarreling women, and smoking old people.

He just watched quietly.

How long has it been since you looked down to see people's livelihood?

He couldn't help asking himself.

But there was no answer.

Seeing the old man smoking and the old man playing chess, he thought that if he retired, he might have this kind of life, but the people playing chess around him should be cadres of similar levels.

Because he would not be on the street, but only in a nursing home, he would not worry about food, clothing, housing, and medical care for his whole life, which was the reward given to him by the country.

Seeing the women arguing on the street over a few cents of vegetable prices, he thought of his wife, a woman who was still graceful in her old age, always spoke softly, had a high level of cultural literacy, and was even less likely to quarrel with others. That was his happiness.

Seeing the green plants on the road, he thought of the shabby house when he was working in his early years.The road, half an hour of riding can make your butt break into four pieces. He often rides for several hours just for work, which is his original intention.

Looking at the deliveryman riding a bicycle, he couldn't help but want to ask him, can he take care of his family? Can he earn the money needed for the family? Is life... tiring?

That should be his responsibility.

But he couldn't ask.

He didn't want to ask before, and he won't have the chance in the future.

The towering buildings symbolize his past, the rats in the gutter symbolize his present, and the bustling streets symbolize the future of Dongjiang.

The car stopped.

After getting off the car and walking, the chief steward came to the pavilion and sat down.

There was tea on the stone table, but the tea was a little worse, with only tea foam. Maybe the surname Lu really looked down on him. Compared with himself, he was so busy at work that he drank all the special tea.

The chief steward suddenly felt ashamed.

"You are right, I am not that important to Dongjiang."

"No, it was very important in the past!"

Lu Qiming would never deny the achievements and contributions of others. He said sincerely: "Dongjiang has been working for nearly 20 years. Everyone has seen how much you have contributed. No one can cancel your achievements."

"But what about now?" The chief steward laughed at himself.

"Now?" Lu Qiming shook his head and said, "You should understand that no matter how important you were in the past, Dongjiang today is not as important as you."

"Yes, it is not as important as me!"

The chief steward sighed and looked at Lu Qiming, saying, "Are you so confident that I will not expose everything after pushing me to a dead end?"

"You probably won't!"

Lu Qiming shook his head. In his heart, even if there was no technology provided by Chen Yang, he would not be willing to admit defeat. It was inevitable to reach this point.

"I am 70% sure that you won't, but the appearance of this thing makes all our struggles seem meaningless."

Lu Qiming put the battery test report on the table.

The chief steward picked it up and looked at it for a moment, then suddenly laughed at himself, smiled bitterly, and said, "So that's how it is. You won, you found a good son-in-law, you should thank me."

Lu Qiming certainly knew why the other party said that.

Chen Yang and Lu Wangshu had never been together.

It was all rumors.

Even he didn't realize it until later.

And the person who spread the rumors was the person in front of him.

Lu Qiming said seriously, "I should thank you, but not for bringing them together, but for your efforts and struggles for Dongjiang over the years."

The chief steward was stunned.

Lu Qiming stood up and said, "The merits are the merits and the faults are the faults. The organization does not have the concept of offsetting merits and faults, but the organization asked me to tell you, thank you, Comrade Chen Jiang, you have completed your historical mission, and you can rest."

The chief steward Chen Jiang's eyes instantly turned red.

The organization still recognized him.