Outside a granary inside the granary, a burly middle-aged man was directing a group of soldiers to load grain onto sled trucks. He stood ramrod straight, exuding an air of quiet authority.
This man is Yang Tiejun, the police chief of Nandu City and now the real person in charge of Nandu.
"Chief, they're almost at the office building," a soldier jogged over and said to Yang Tiejun.
Yang Tiejun nodded slightly upon hearing this, then said to the soldiers carrying the grain, "Everyone, give it your all. Although this batch of grain is not being transported to our resettlement area in Nandu, it is still related to the lives of many people and must be delivered as soon as possible. Our compatriots are waiting for this grain to save their lives, and every second is crucial." His voice was steady and powerful, penetrating the cold wind and inspiring everyone present.
Upon hearing this, the soldiers gritted their teeth and sped up the moving process.
Yang Tiejun turned and looked at the office building in the distance, his eyes slightly narrowed, seemingly lost in thought.
"I'll leave this to you. I'll go take a look," Yang Tiejun said to his subordinate.
He then strode toward the office building.
As you enter the office building, a warm breeze greets you, a stark contrast to the freezing cold outside.
"Dad, you're finally back? It's so cold outside. Just leave those small matters to the staff." Yang Yue greeted him.
“Delivering food to disaster victims is no small matter,” Yang Tiejun said sternly, his tone firm and unwavering. He gently patted Yang Yue’s shoulder, a hint of tenderness flashing in his eyes, but then his usual seriousness returned.
“Yue’er, as the head of the third resettlement area, you should understand even more what this food means to those people waiting for rescue. Every grain of food could be their hope for survival, and we cannot afford to be complacent in the slightest.”
"Yes, yes, you're right. It's my lack of awareness that's the problem," Yang Yue quickly chimed in. Clearly, this wasn't the first time Yang Tiejun had lectured her, and she was somewhat immune to it.
Yang Tiejun shook his head with a wry smile upon seeing this, but he quickly turned his gaze to Chen Yu and Lin Lele.
Seeing this, Yang Yue quickly introduced, "Dad, let me introduce you..."
Yang Tiejun reached out and interrupted Yang Yue, looking at Yang Lele and saying, "You're Yang Lele, right?"
"Hello, Uncle Yang." Lin Lele said obediently, a departure from her usual manner.
After all, this was someone else's territory, and they had plenty of manpower and equipment, so she dared not act recklessly.
"Haha, it seems like it's been three years since I last saw you," Yang Tiejun said with a smile. "I wonder how Elder Lin is doing?"
“My grandpa is eating well and doing great,” Lin Lele replied truthfully.
She once visited Yang Yue's home and told Yang Tiejun about her grandfather, Lin Hong. It wasn't surprising that he remembered her grandfather, after all, he was a world-class expert in the field of thermonuclear physics and had also served as the dean of a branch of the Academy of Sciences. In terms of both status and official rank, he was much higher than Yang Tiejun, who was just the police chief of a city.
"That's good, that's good." Yang Tiejun nodded repeatedly with a sigh of relief.
Then he looked at Chen Yu.
Just as Yang Yue was about to continue her introduction, Yang Tiejun stopped her again.
"Chen Yu, I know you. You're quite capable," Yang Tiejun remarked.
"Hehe, I'm just a businessman. Compared to Director Yang's heroic efforts in turning the tide during the extreme cold disaster and saving the lives of millions of people, it's nothing," Chen Yu said modestly.
"A businessman?" Yang Tiejun said with a half-smile, "Is he really just a businessman? You've made quite a stir in Anping!"
Chen Yu frowned upon hearing this and tentatively asked, "I wonder what Director Yang means...?"
However, Yang Tiejun changed the subject and said, "Alright, just say it. What are you planning to do here this time?"
"Ahem~" Chen Yu coughed lightly and said to Yang Yue, "District Chief Yang, why don't you talk to Director Yang?"
Hearing this, Yang Yue had no choice but to tell Yang Tiejun everything that Chen Yu had told her about Liu Haoyu's collusion with the "Frost Alliance".
After listening to Yang Yue's story, Yang Tiejun nodded slightly, then looked at Chen Yu with narrowed eyes: "Chen Yu, do you think I'll believe what you're telling my daughter?"
"Well, Director Yang, do I have any reason to lie to you? After all, I was appointed by three provinces and cities..."
Before Chen Yu could finish speaking, Yang Tiejun cut him off with a single sentence: "You might be able to fool others with that, but I know exactly what you've done these past few months. Do you think your tricks will work on me?"
"Haha, Director Yang is joking," Chen Yu laughed. "District Chief Yang, your father is quite humorous, hehe."
"Anping's 'disaster relief and grain distribution,' Baqing's suppression of bandits, the encounter with the crashed spaceship, and for the past twenty-odd days, you and your men have been staking out the entrance of the Anhui Branch of the Science and Technology Institute to incite morale," Yang Tiejun recounted calmly. "I told you, I've been keeping an eye on you for the past few months!"
As Yang Tiejun spoke, he pointed to his eyes with two fingers.
Hearing Yang Tiejun recount these events in detail, Chen Yu frowned and looked at Lin Lele.
"It wasn't me, I didn't make things up!" Lin Lele quickly waved her hand.
"How did you find out about this?" Chen Yu asked Yang Tiejun with a gloomy expression.
Yang Tiejun pointed to the sky and said calmly, "This is the age of technology. Some things, people do, and satellites in the sky are watching."
Yang Tiejun's tone was calm and profound, as if he were stating a very simple fact.
“Satellite? Impossible!” Chen Yu said decisively.
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