Letting the Number One Patron Experience the Joy of Recharging

Small Western-style house.

After seeing off Old Dong and leaving behind a suspicious Little Dong, Yu Yang returned to the living room on the first floor.

First, he brewed a pot of tea, lit a cigarette, then took out his cell phone to chat with the county branch business supervisor.

Old Dong’s performance today was impeccable.

First, despite our age difference, Old Dong was unconventional, chatting freely, using humor and kindness to quickly bond with the younger generation.

Second, as the general affairs manager, Old Dong demonstrated solid strength—City Construction Company No. 1, No. 2, and No. 3 all answered to him. If money was needed, it was provided freely; if not free, then interest-free loans with indefinite repayment periods.

Third, he showed the boldness of a deputy manager and his support for local enterprises, making it clear to the outside world: Old Dong never mistreats his own people.

Tell me, which young entrepreneur could resist the temptation of such a towering tree?

Fortunately, I have the experience accumulated from rebirth; this whole series of events has clear traces.

For example, long ago, rumors circulated that City Construction Company No. 3 was preparing to absorb No. 2.

Now, Old Dong has dumped City Construction Companies No. 1, 2, and 3 all onto Yu Family Village.

One builds residential buildings, another constructs the roads leading in and out of the village, and the third manages the parking lot, pulling all personnel and equipment over for us to maintain.

Clearly, Old Dong plans to use No. 3 to swallow No. 1 and No. 2 simultaneously.

"Isn’t there a large vacant lot at the south gate of Dongyue Scenic Area?"

"How could there be? It was snatched up long ago... If it concerns Old Dong, the land you mentioned should belong to the Dongyue Tourism Service Company. The head of that company was introduced by the city’s investment promotion agency, who doesn’t get along well with Old Dong."

"So, he’s taking the opportunity to eliminate rivals, kicking out the tourism service company and making room for me..."

The business supervisor sighed, "Old Dong is simply too strong-willed. He’s like a towering tree rooted deep in local soil; uproot it, and you’ll see how big a hole it leaves. No wonder there’s a saying in the city: The general manager got so angry he cursed him in his office—‘The old thief won’t die, and the city won’t prosper.’"

"Can the general manager’s words be leaked out?"

"Not sure, but everyone knows it behind the scenes."

"…"

Hearing this, Yu Yang had to reassess the strength of his own big shot.

Because that phrase, seemingly unfavorable to Old Dong, actually puts the general manager in a passive position.

As it stands, the general manager cannot suppress Old Dong.

Makes sense—in another timeline, the general manager climbed steadily, only to tearfully remove Old Dong a dozen years later in Beijing.

A dozen years later—by then, Old Dong would be close to retirement.

And during this time?

The thought is terrifying.

Fortunately, the other side considers us one of their own and grants development time.

As long as we bypass Tai City, we can free ourselves from Old Dong’s influence.

Of course, Yu Yang knew well.

Old Dong treats us as one of his own simply because he wants to score some achievements.

So, we must produce results; otherwise, Old Dong will be upset.

As Yu Yang thought this, a bright idea flashed in his mind.

From now on.

When Old Dong invests money, we produce results.

When Old Dong doesn’t invest, we produce no results.

Let Old Dong experience the joy of recharging.

After all, he is the top big brother.

At that moment,

Uncle Liu rushed into the small Western-style house.

"Sanyuan, Second Brother followed Dong Jian and said he’s going to raise pigs."

"Who’s Second Brother?"

"Your dad!"

"Oh, why are those two tangled up again?"

"Dong Jian muttered something like, no matter who’s the biological relative, he’s definitely the uncle."

"Damn!"

"Sanyuan, what are you going to do?"

"Find Old Dong, swear brotherhood!"

...

Tai City.

The general manager’s office.

"Leader, Dong Zheng has withdrawn City Construction No. 2 and suspended construction on Wenxi Road."

"Why? That’s the main road for building ‘Dongshan Agricultural University,’ slated for the merger of Dongshan Water Conservancy and Dongshan Forestry next year."

"Looking at the documents, it seems to be building a national second-class road for Yu Family Village, with an allocation of 15 million yuan."

"Building a road for a village? Wait..."

The general manager looked at today’s schedule, "Yu Family Village, building a road for Sanyuan Agriculture?"

"Yes."

"Priorities matter. Sanyuan Agriculture’s factory area isn’t even sizable yet; they don’t need a second-class road for now... Old Dong is too impatient for achievements, isn’t he?"

"He took advantage of the city’s inspection of Dongyue Scenic Area, rushed to Shiliyng last night, suspended the relief housing project for laid-off workers, diverted 10 million yuan in special funds, handed it to City Construction No. 3 to build a parking lot in Yu Family Village."

The general manager frowned slightly, "Anything else? Say it all."

"Withdraw City Construction No. 1, which was building bridges, and build a six-story residential building in Yu Family Village, borrowing 20 million from the city bank with no fixed repayment period."

"He’s planning to absorb No. 2 and No. 1 at the same time!"

Secretary: "He drove out the city’s investment-introduced tourism service company, transferred the land at the south gate of Dongyue Scenic Area free of charge to Sanyuan Agriculture. The contract is valid for ten years but not yet signed."

"He doesn’t care about achievements not his own; he just suppresses and sidelines others."

After hearing this, the general manager slammed the table, "Selfish and short-sighted, completely ignoring the big picture. Call him here, hold a meeting!"

One hour later.

"Deputy Manager Dong, I want an explanation for these matters."

"Leader, I have no choice. Look at these investment groups—all gathered in Tai City, while Sanyuan Agriculture holds 11.6 million yuan in cash locally but has no real factory scale. You don’t want Yu Sanyuan to leave, do you?"

"Dong Zheng, the TV station only reported a shareholder capital increase of 5.616 million, no PPT shown. I don’t believe investment groups from nearby counties and cities got the news so quickly!"

"Leader, you don’t suspect I leaked it, do you?"

"Otherwise?"

"Investment promotion should be united. If you suspect me, it means no basic trust remains. How can we even work together?"

"You’ve messed everything up!"

"You’re the leader; whatever you say goes. I’ll obey all arrangements."

The general manager stared at Dong Zheng for a long while. "Deputy Manager Dong, we must prioritize the big picture."

Dong Zheng softened his tone, "Yes, leader, big picture is important, but what do we lack most now? Money. As financial manager, I must make money generate more money; otherwise, why bother attracting businesses or investment?

How to make money generate money? Not by superficial projects, nor by building relief housing for those with high pensions, but by supporting a super company that solves employment problems.

An agricultural company—it’s not industry, nor electronics, but it solves food issues. As long as the unemployed have enough to eat, what problem can stop us?"

Though angry, the general manager didn’t know how to respond.

Dong Zheng’s experience is vast; no one in Tai City can argue with him. Even his twisted logic sounds dignified.

He wants Construction No. 3 to absorb No. 2 and No. 1 to make money for the city.

When the city builds relief housing for laid-off workers, and City Construction No. 3 can’t profit, he blames it for benefiting retirees with high pensions, then removes No. 3 from the project.

In his mouth, the vegetable company becomes a grain company...

If you argue with him, he might really make the city money, let retirees with high pensions live in relief housing, and let vegetable companies sell grain.

In short, whatever Old Dong does is right.

"Deputy Manager Dong, I hope such things stop here."

"Yes, leader, today was my fault. I apologize."

"Meeting adjourned."

Hearing this, Old Dong left the office. As he closed the door, his posture straightened.

The general manager stared at his retreating figure, lit a cigarette, and sat down.

He no longer wished to speak: the old thief won’t die, and Tai City won’t prosper.

Instead, he pondered how to clean up the mess Dong Zheng had made.

Perhaps that was Dong Zheng’s other purpose: give you something to do, don’t bother me.

Secretary: "Leader, it’s late. Shall we depart for Yu Family Village?"

"That place is already Old Dong’s meat. If we go, how would Old Dong feel? Let’s wait. As long as Sanyuan Agriculture doesn’t become Old Dong’s cash cow, everything can be negotiated."

"I just fear it becoming a cash cow and ruining a promising industry."

"Take it step by step. If necessary, I’ll report to the province."

...

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Also, a word about these two chapters.

They may seem convoluted, but everyone’s perspective differs, so meanings vary.

Tai City borders Dongshan Prefecture, a place where soldiers rotate but the garrison remains.

Old Dong, used to gold-plated newcomers, believes that no matter how well he does, he’s just making clothes for others. Only by seizing power and money, becoming the real controller, can Tai City be saved.

The current general manager came here, felt Old Dong’s power and caprice, and believed only by removing Old Dong could he achieve results.

Yu Yang, with memories from another timeline, knows Old Dong’s fate. He sees Old Dong as the main villain. But in that other timeline, Yu Yang was not part of the system, only seeing surface and outcomes, unaware of the behind-the-scenes struggles.

The follow-up won’t be so complicated.