This is the Provincial Party School.

It's not a place where Chen Fang can just find someone to call and get in.

Just as he was thinking about how to solve this issue,

a car with a Provincial Committee license plate turned from the intersection and slowly approached.

Chen Fang focused his eyes and looked.

His whole body jolted.

The license plate of this car was that of the number three vehicle of the Provincial Committee.

The Provincial Committee's number three vehicle was the official car of the Deputy Party Secretary.

And the Deputy Party Secretary was also the President of the Provincial Party School.

Even if he saw the President, Chen Fang didn't have anything to fear.

Not just anybody—the member of the Permanent Committee, Deputy Party Secretary, and concurrently the President of the Provincial Party School was Jiang Chuo.

No need to say more about who Jiang Chuo is.

He was the very man who had killed Chen Fang's father.

As the car drew near,

the armed police at the gate quickly removed the barricade.

Just as Chen Fang thought the car would drive straight in, unexpectedly, it stopped at the gate.

Immediately, the passenger-side door opened.

A man in his thirties, dressed in a white shirt, hurriedly got out and jogged over to Chen Fang, asking, "Comrade, hello, may I ask if you are...?"

"Oh, hello, I'm a participant in this cadre training class, I'm late, and they won't let me in."

The middle-aged man nodded,

then turned and ran back.

He opened a crack in the rear car window and spoke with the person inside.

Then, the middle-aged man ran back again and made a welcoming gesture to Chen Fang, saying, "The leader invites you to join him in his car and go in together."

Go in together?

Chen Fang's heart skipped a beat.

He did have to enter, after all, so he didn't hesitate.

Containing his pounding heart, he walked over to the car.

The middle-aged man opened the car door, and Chen Fang glanced inside to see a very dignified-looking middle-aged man sitting in the back.

The man seemed to be around forty years old at first glance, but if this was Jiang Chuo, he would be well into his fifties, probably maintaining himself quite well.

He was dressed in what appeared to be an upmarket POLO shirt and wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

His hair was neatly groomed.

Even with a smile, he somehow exuded an aura of authority without anger.

This was the kind of presence that emanates from someone long situated in a position of power.

"Hello, Secretary Jiang."

Chen Fang nodded and then took his seat.

The car door was closed from the outside.

Jiang Chuo nodded slightly, still smiling, and asked, "You're Chen Fang from Jinde County, aren't you?"

At this question,

Chen Fang's recently calmed heart began to flutter again.

Jiang Chuo certainly knew his name and must have seen his photo, as Xiao Xiao was someone he had gotten rid of.

And Xiao Xiao was one of the women fostered by Jiang Chuo.

"Reporting to Secretary Jiang, I am Chen Fang."

Chen Fang replied calmly.

Jiang Chuo scanned him and said, "I know you, and I also know that our Tingting likes you."

Tingting?

Xiao Ting?

Our Tingting?

What did Jiang Chuo mean by saying this?

Was this not an outright confirmation of his relationship with Xiao Xiao?

Suddenly, Chen Fang was confused by Jiang Chuo's intentions.

He quickly realized,

Jiang Chuo was deliberately probing him.

He wanted to see what kind of reaction Chen Fang would have upon the mention of Xiao Ting.

Chen Fang smiled faintly and said, "Although I don't know who Secretary Jiang's Tingting is, it's always a pleasure to be liked by someone."

His tone was as light as a breeze and as soft as a cloud.

Even though he had deflected the question,

someone of Jiang Chuo's status would naturally not press the matter.

By this time, the car had entered the parking lot of the Party School.

The middle-aged man, probably Jiang Chuo's secretary, hurried out of the car again to open the door for Jiang Chuo.

Chen Fang naturally didn't receive such treatment.

Just as he got off the car,

a crowd gathered around.

They greeted Jiang Chuo with utmost respect.

As a mere underling, he naturally went unnoticed.

Just as he was about to find the registration area on his own, he saw Jiang Chuo waving at him and saying, "Comrade Chen Fang, come here."

The leaders of the party school present all turned their gazes toward Chen Fang.

There was no avoiding it.

He had no choice but to steel himself and deal with the situation.

He dropped his bag on the ground,

approached Jiang Chuo, and asked, "Secretary Jiang, is there something else?"

"Comrade Li Li, this is Chen Fang, a student from Jinde County. He was just talking with me outside and got delayed for registration. It shouldn't cause any problems, right?"

In front of him stood a man in his fifties,

also wearing a POLO shirt, but possessing a demeanor far inferior to Jiang Chuo's.

This man was none other than Li Li, the Executive Vice President of the Provincial Committee Party School.

Upon hearing this, Li Li quickly waved his hands and said, "No problem at all, having a discussion with Secretary Jiang surely can't be an issue."

"Oh, then have someone take him to arrange his dormitory. Let's start the opening ceremony after he's settled in,"

said Jiang Chuo.

Li Li immediately called someone over and said, "Director Wu, take Comrade Chen Fang to the dormitory and sort things out for him, including the residency registration."

"I'll take care of it right now."

The speaker was a short and plump man named Wu Shuibo, the director of the party school's comprehensive office.

Leaders' orders are never trivial matters.

Wu Shuibo scurried out, eagerly picking up Chen Fang's luggage, and led him toward the dormitory building.

This scenario left Chen Fang somewhat puzzled.

In theory, Jiang Chuo should be making things difficult for him, so why was he speaking on his behalf?

Some even thought Chen Fang was a connection of Jiang Chuo's.

All along the way, Wu Shuibo introduced the basic facilities of the party school to Chen Fang, emphasizing repeatedly that he could come to him anytime if he needed anything.

Because everyone had gathered in the auditorium,

the dormitory was completely empty.

After completing the residency procedures, Wu Shuibo took him to the auditorium.

Inside the auditorium,

the school leaders were already seated.

This training class had a total of one hundred students, most of whom had already arrived.

Since there were no seats left in the front, Chen Fang entered from the back and sat down in one of the rear rows.

No sooner had he sat down

than Li Li picked up the microphone and announced the start of the opening ceremony.

Like most meeting protocols,

Li Li first made a speech, announcing some school rules and course arrangements, followed by a speech from the principal, Jiang Chuo.

The speeches focused on the significance of the training class and the expectations of the students.

"Students, this training class for Level 7 officials is not just about gilding your credentials; we hope you will study earnestly to learn genuine skills, which you can then apply in your local work. To encourage your studies, this training class will select ten outstanding students and one best student. I promise you, as the Deputy Secretary of the Provincial Committee, that the best student will be promoted half a rank on the spot. As long as it matches your current position level, you can choose any position you like, and I, Jiang Chuo, will surely make it happen."

As soon as these words were spoken,

the students below began to stir.

It wasn't just the students,

even Li Li, the Executive Vice President, looked puzzled,

as if to question, "Didn't this reward not exist before?"

Then Jiang Chuo raised his hand to quiet the crowd, and once they had calmed down, he said, "Of course, this best student award isn't part of the school's usual honors; it's a personal incentive that I've decided to offer as encouragement for your studies. I will personally communicate with the organization departments of your respective cities and counties about the follow-up arrangements."

There was another surge of murmurs.

The slots for each Level 7 officials training class were extremely competitive,

as returning with this credential could lead to a promotion.

But that was uncertain.

If one could become the best student, it meant an immediate half-rank promotion.

And that wasn't even the most enticing part.

The most tempting aspect was that after the promotion, one could choose any suitable position, a fortune too good to come by in eight lifetimes.

For instance, if you're currently a Deputy Division-level official,

an immediate promotion would make you a full Division-level official.

If you say you wish to be the County Party Secretary of a certain location, and Jiang Chuo helps you realize this, wouldn't it be like a pie falling from the sky?

Keep in mind that there's an unbridgeable gulf between the Deputy Division-level and full Division-level positions.

Not to mention the leap from Division-level to Deputy Department-level.

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