Chapter 1261: A Grand Show Is Underway

It's often said that having connections in the government makes things easier, and that's certainly true.

The day after Zhao Fusheng met with Cao Jianguo, someone contacted him, claiming to be from the Ministry of Public Security's inspection team responsible for work in Xichuan.

But when Zhao Fusheng saw the inspector, he was still taken aback.

“Why is it you?”

Seeing Chen Shijie standing before him in a police uniform, Zhao Fusheng was quite surprised: “Aren't you supposed to be living undercover?”

“Huh?” Chen Shijie was a bit confused by Zhao Fusheng's words, then laughed: “What are you thinking? What, did you expect me to change my name and start over as a beat cop somewhere else?”

Zhao Fusheng laughed awkwardly. To be honest, that was exactly what he had thought. In his view, undercover work was extremely dangerous, especially dealing with drug traffickers. Not protecting one's identity would be crazy.

Seeming to understand Zhao Fusheng's confusion, Chen Shijie explained with a smile: “In cases like mine, once the mission is over, you either stay in the Narcotics Bureau handling internal affairs without field assignments, or you transfer to another department, also doing internal work.”

Zhao Fusheng didn't fully grasp it, but he got the general idea.

In short, to avoid retaliation against these undercover agents, after their missions end, they are usually reassigned to different positions to prevent complications.

“So now you're part of the inspection team?” Zhao Fusheng asked Chen Shijie.

“Yeah, I'm now the head of the Third Section of the Supervision Bureau. Director Cao told me about your case. This time I'll go with you to Xichuan, and the Xichuan Provincial Public Security Department will cooperate with us,” Chen Shijie said seriously.

The case itself was full of doubts, and given his relationship with Zhao Fusheng, after hearing the news from Cao Jianguo, he volunteered to take charge.

“Alright, I'll notify my people and we'll prepare to leave immediately.” Without further ado, Zhao Fusheng contacted Ye Jing, Yu Feihong, and the others.

Chen Shijie also notified the Xichuan Provincial Public Security Department.

On April 23rd, the weather was clear.

A large team of dozens of people revisited that small county town, but this time there were many more.

Upon learning that Yu Feihong planned to build a Hope Primary School there, the Dongyang City Education Bureau and the city government sent representatives. The county, receiving notice from the city, dispatched leaders from the county party committee and government to welcome them. Although the county party secretary didn't show up, the county magistrate and the deputy magistrate in charge of education hosted a banquet for Zhao Fusheng and his group.

Of course, they didn't recognize that among Zhao Fusheng's entourage were Chen Shijie, an inspector from the Ministry of Public Security's Supervision Bureau, and four investigators from the Xichuan Provincial Public Security Department.

Additionally, on Chen Shijie's advice, Zhao Fusheng had Zhang Qian bring twenty retired soldiers from Future Security. Along with Yu Feihong's people and Jiang Wen's people, the team of nearly fifty people instantly livened up the small county town called Beitong.

After all, such a large inspection team rarely appeared here. Beitong, one of the poorest areas in Dongyang City, seldom saw business delegations or even many outsiders coming to do business.

A poor county with a per capita income of around a thousand yuan lacked not only funds but many other things.

“It's so poor!”

After dinner, Jiang Wen came to Zhao Fusheng's room. Although he was surprised by Chen Shijie's sudden appearance, the clever Jiang Wen didn't ask, only sighed to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng smiled: “Yeah, so if we have a chance to change this place's poverty, we'll have done a good deed.”

“Let's give it a try,” Jiang Wen said slowly.

He had no objection to Zhao Fusheng's proposal. Originally, he hadn't planned to shoot outdoor scenes here because it was too far.

But now that he'd seen the scenery, he was quite satisfied with it.

“We can build some watchtowers here and use this as our main outdoor location,” Jiang Wen said to Zhao Fusheng with a smile.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: “You're the director, you decide.”

He meant it. He wasn't a professional. In filmmaking, although Old Jiang tended to overspend, much like Wong Kar-wai, he was still one of the most professional directors in the country.

“Well, you two talk.” Seeing that Chen Shijie didn't intend to leave, Jiang Wen touched his nose and wisely took his leave. He could tell Zhao Fusheng had matters to discuss with this man.

“He's very smart,” Chen Shijie said with a smile, watching Jiang Wen's back.

Zhao Fusheng nodded: “No one in the film and TV circle is stupid. If they were, they wouldn't succeed.”

That was the truth. Both Jiang Wen and Yu Feihong knew that Zhao Fusheng's big show wasn't just about building a school or scouting a film location. Otherwise, he wouldn't have brought twenty bodyguards and those mysterious people who joined the team only after arriving in Xichuan. It would be strange if nothing was going on.

But they also knew that since Zhao Fusheng did this, he must have his reasons and needed their help as cover.

Sometimes, tacit understanding doesn't need to be spoken.

“So, when do we start the investigation?” Zhao Fusheng asked Chen Shijie.

Chen Shijie paused, then laughed: “What's the hurry? You think investigating a case is like drinking cold water? We're strangers here, new arrivals. If you start investigating right away, they'll notice immediately.”

Zhao Fusheng blinked and decided to keep quiet.

There is a proper order for learning, and specialization in each field.

Maybe he was a hundred times better than Chen Shijie at making money, but when it came to investigating cases, he was no match for a professional.

“Don't worry, the focus isn't on the county town,” Chen Shijie said, seeing Zhao Fusheng's frustration, and comforted him with a smile: “My intuition tells me that village might give us a pleasant surprise.”

Though he didn't understand why Chen Shijie said that, Zhao Fusheng nodded: “Alright, early tomorrow morning, we'll set off for the village. Then have your people check out what's really going on there!”

Since he had come, Zhao Fusheng didn't intend to leave without answers. He had to know the truth.

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The next day, accompanied by city and county education department leaders, Zhao Fusheng's group finally arrived at that small village.

The village had no telephone, so their arrival went unnoticed.

But when the villagers resting in the open space saw Zhao Fusheng, they were clearly very surprised.

“You're back?”

“They really came.”

“Right, right, go tell Teacher Wang.”

“Yeah, go find the village chief.”

After a flurry of commotion, Wang Zhen and the old village chief appeared before Zhao Fusheng and the others.

The village chief naturally knew the county leaders, but he didn't recognize the city leaders. Fortunately, with the county leaders present, he had no doubts about their identities.

After some pleasantries, everyone arrived at the village elementary school.

“This is the village school,” Zhao Fusheng introduced to the group, then pointed to Wang Zhen, who had come upon hearing the news: “He's Wang Zhen, my college roommate, now a substitute teacher here.”

Wang Zhen hadn't expected Zhao Fusheng to return so soon, and with so many people.

But when Zhao Fusheng winked at him, he knew that the plan they had discussed earlier was on track.

The philanthropists led by Yu Feihong were all stunned. They never imagined such a place existed, such a school existed.

Several girls immediately burst into tears. Seeing the简陋 school and Wang Zhen's humble living quarters, their innate feminine tenderness and kindness were instantly stirred.

“It's actually not bad. I can eat and sleep, it's fine,” Wang Zhen said, scratching his head with a simple smile.

Yu Feihong immediately decided to build the Hope Primary School here as soon as possible.

“Miss Yu, rest assured, our county party committee and government will fully cooperate,” the deputy county magistrate in charge of education promised earnestly, patting his chest.

After all, this money would go through the county's accounts, and there might be some perks to be had.

But Zhao Fusheng seemed to read his mind and spoke slowly: “County Magistrate Tian, given the situation in your county, I hope the funds I donate will only be used for the Hope Primary School construction. I don't need to explain the principle of dedicated funds, do I?”

County Magistrate Tian was taken aback, then understood Zhao Fusheng's meaning.

Before he could speak, the city leader said: “Chairman Zhao, rest assured, we will act according to regulations.”

Strangely enough, the Dongyang City delegation this time included not only the director of the Education Bureau but also the deputy mayor in charge of investment promotion, which surprised the county leaders.

But Zhao Fusheng and his group didn't find it odd. After all, Zhao Fusheng's identity was no secret. As the big boss of Future Group, even a casual investment of tens of millions in Dongyang City would be a political achievement.

No official would turn down political achievements. As for the small matter in Beitong County, in the eyes of the Dongyang City Party Committee and Government, it was nothing. Offending a big boss over funds for a Hope Primary School would be like picking up sesame seeds while losing the watermelon.

Little did they know, this boss wasn't here for investment this time, but for something else entirely.