136: Chapter 136 is highly anticipated.

In Jianghan Province, Shen Nianqiu was famous for his understanding of economics.

Zhao Yang was certain that once Shen Nianqiu saw his proposal, he would find it hard to let go.

If Shen Nianqiu relied on his high rank to put on airs,

then it would mean that Tongan City's economic development was far less important than his own face.

Such an official was not worth helping.

In fact, the research report had already taken shape in his mind.

It contained the dilemmas facing the enterprise restructuring in Tongan City, and he also had a method to break the deadlock.

Once written, the research report would definitely be substantial and highly valuable.

Sure enough, just as he turned to leave, Shen Nianqiu reached out to stop him.

"Comrade Zhao Yang, don't be impatient."

Shen Nianqiu poured Zhao Yang a glass of water and looked at him meaningfully.

"You've reeled me in, and now you want to just walk away?"

This young man is really interesting.

A mere section-level cadre who truly doesn't give me any face—where does he get his confidence?

Could those rumors in the officialdom be true?

After Sun Zhendong arrived in Jianghan, Ji Hongwen fell from power very quickly.

Moreover, one of the charges against Ji Hongwen was framing others.

And the target of that frame-up was none other than Sun Zhendong's son, Sun Hongwei.

Although Sun Hongwei deliberately concealed his social connections, as long as someone with intent investigated, this matter couldn't be hidden at all.

Shen Nianqiu scrutinized Zhao Yang again, a chill rising in his heart.

After this person ferreted out the murderer, he couldn't do much to Ji Hongwen.

As a result, he turned around and initiated an inspection of the Die-Casting Machine Factory's restructuring, not only taking down Ji Hongwen but also causing a batch of cadres in Tongan City to fall as well.

If anyone said Zhao Yang had no connection with Sun Zhendong, Shen Nianqiu wouldn't believe it even if he died.

This proposal he brought out might very well be Sun Zhendong's intention.

The key was that this proposal was genuinely useful.

Shen Nianqiu took the pack of cigarettes from the coffee table and handed one to Zhao Yang.

"Now that we have joined the WTO, enterprises must adapt to market rules as soon as possible. Restructuring is urgent, so rest assured."

Shen Nianqiu lowered his posture significantly, as if the person sitting opposite him was not a section-level cadre, but Governor Sun Zhendong.

Zhao Yang had long since figured out Shen Nianqiu's thoughts; he smiled slightly and praised:

"Secretary Shen understands economics and has courage. It seems the provincial authorities really chose the right person to send to Tongan."

Shen Nianqiu already knew that his ability to come to a prefecture-level city as the top leader was a concession made by Provincial Party Secretary Tao Zhimian to Sun Zhendong.

If Sun Zhendong had raised even the slightest objection, the position of Tongan Municipal Party Committee Secretary would have belonged to someone else.

Zhao Yang placed the proposal in front of Shen Nianqiu. "Everything I want to say is here. If there's anything you don't understand, call me."

Leaving his phone number, Zhao Yang went to the Criminal Investigation Detachment to pick up his girlfriend from work.

For the next two days, Zhao Yang stayed at Jiang Nan's home, washing vegetables, cooking, and picking up his girlfriend from work every day.

The happiness came too suddenly, making Jiang Nan feel that something was not quite right.

After dinner that day, Jiang Nan looked Zhao Yang up and down:

"Zhao Yang, you wouldn't have been pushed out of your new unit and came here to relax, would you?"

"More than just relaxing, it's healing. For me, love is the best healing medicine."

Zhao Yang rubbed Jiang Nan's head with a doting expression.

Seeing that Zhao Yang didn't look like he had been wronged in any way, Jiang Nan felt slightly relieved.

"Since you're so free, why don't you help me look at my thesis!"

After saying this, Jiang Nan stood up and led Zhao Yang into her bedroom.

Zhao Yang was stunned for a moment, his footsteps faltering.

"Why are you dazed? Come in."

Jiang Nan looked back at him with an expression that implied it was only natural.

They had been together for so long, but he had never actually entered Jiang Nan's boudoir.

Now that he was suddenly invited, he actually felt a strange sense of anticipation.

Zhao Yang followed behind and stepped inside. The scene before him made him freeze instantly.

It was full of pink.

The walls were a pale cherry blossom pink, the curtains were pink and white floral with lace edges, and the bed sheets and duvet cover were pink plaid.

A row of plush toys sat on the bedside table.

Is this where a valiant policewoman should live?

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Zhao Yang wouldn't have dared to imagine it.

"Jiang Nan," he said with difficulty, "you... you have this side to you?"

Jiang Nan blushed, pulled him in, and closed the door.

"Is that not allowed? I just like pink. Is that against the law?"

She tilted her head up with an expression that said, "You're dead if you dare to make fun of me."

Looking at her, Zhao Yang suddenly laughed.

He reached out and gently pinched Jiang Nan's cheek:

"It's not against the law. It's just... a bit unexpected."

He sat down at the computer desk, and Jiang Nan stood next to him.

She was wearing a casual light pink T-shirt, her hair was tied back loosely, and there was a blush on her face.

Zhao Yang turned to look at Jiang Nan and suddenly had an illusion:

Could this be what life after marriage is like?

Suddenly, he felt his heart soften into a mess; he felt so happy and full of anticipation.

He stood up and pulled Jiang Nan into his arms.

"Jiang Nan."

"Hm?"

"You like this, it's quite nice. I like it."

"Really?"

Jiang Nan stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly kissed him on the face.

Then she quickly lowered her head and buried her face in his chest again.

Zhao Yang was stunned for a moment, then grinned from ear to ear.

"Jiang Nan, you just ambushed me!"

Jiang Nan's muffled voice came from his chest:

"What's wrong? Is it not allowed?"

Zhao Yang lowered his head and leaned close to her ear.

"It's allowed. But I have to return the favor!"

Jiang Nan suddenly looked up, her face already flushed red.

"You dare..."

Before she could finish, Zhao Yang had already lowered his head and covered her lips.

After a long while, Jiang Nan pushed him away.

"You bad guy, we agreed to look at the thesis!"

Zhao Yang was still wanting more, but was pushed by Jiang Nan to sit in the chair.

He opened the computer, and a document named "Thesis" was on the desktop.

"Is this it?" Zhao Yang asked.

Jiang Nan leaned against the armrest, half of her body resting on Zhao Yang's shoulder.

"Yes, this is it."

Her hair brushed against Zhao Yang's ear, making him feel a bit distracted.

Zhao Yang steadied his mind, opened the document, and browsed through it roughly.

He couldn't understand the professional arguments and numbers, nor was there any need to look at them in detail.

He looked up at Jiang Nan:

"I only have one suggestion: be a bit bolder with the concept of the genetic sample database. It should be networked province-wide and nationwide."

"During internal investigations, you could access it whenever needed. If that were the case, how much would investigative efficiency improve?"

As Jiang Nan listened, her expression became increasingly serious.

She lowered her head and planted a deep kiss on Zhao Yang's forehead.

"Yangyang, you're amazing!"

"Nannan, are you ambushing me again?"

Jiang Nan's pretty face flushed red, and she hurriedly pulled him up and pushed him toward the door.

"Get out quickly, I need to revise my thesis!"

After pushing him out, Jiang Nan immediately closed the door.

If she let this guy stay here any longer, her train of thought would definitely be disrupted.

Outside the door, Zhao Yang muttered: "Typically using people when needed and discarding them when done!"

Early the next morning, Zhao Yang hurried to the Tongan Municipal Committee.

This Shen Nianqiu really didn't disappoint him. The progress of the restructuring over the past two days had been very fast, and private capital had already expressed interest in investing.

Next, it was time to negotiate the share ratios and establish the board of directors.

In this way, with practical examples to support it, the research report would no longer be just empty talk.

Thinking of this, the corners of Zhao Yang's mouth curled up involuntarily.

What kind of expressions would Liu Jianguo, Zhou Fei, and the others have when they saw the report on Monday?

It really is something to look forward to.