Chapter 66: Wang Yu: Is President Chu Really That Powerful?

Fisheries Bureau.

Wang Yu was in his office, reading news related to the fisheries industry. Now that Pingjiang District was vigorously developing its fisheries sector, the bureau’s responsibilities had grown heavier. The old director was about to retire, and with his wife’s connections, no one in the bureau could compete with Wang Yu for the position—provided he achieved some results. At the very least, Pingjiang’s fisheries had to make progress, had to break new ground.

But Min City wasn’t just Pingjiang; other districts were competing for business too.

Just then, a department head hurried in. “Director Wang, something major has happened at one of Pingjiang’s aquaculture farms.”

“What’s going on?” Wang Yu asked, very concerned.

If it was called a major incident, it might affect Pingjiang’s fisheries.

The department head reported, “The local police have just notified us about a case. A few days ago, one of our aquaculture farms in Pingjiang was visited by thieves. Because of them, several specially bred oysters and ornamental fish fry died. The estimated loss is in the tens of millions.”

“What?” Wang Yu’s expression changed at once. He hurriedly asked, “Which farm?”

It was no wonder he reacted this way. Never mind the fact that a thief causing losses in the tens of millions would raise questions about the safety of Pingjiang’s fisheries. More importantly, a farm capable of losing that much must be quite powerful—how large could it grow in the future? How could such a catastrophe happen because of a thief? If the farm went under because of this, or if the owner decided to relocate elsewhere, that would be disastrous. He’d have no way to explain it to his superiors.

He wasn’t sure how the farm owner felt about it now. He had to go and offer reassurance immediately.

The department head quickly explained, “It’s a farm at Site 41. You know the owner, Director Wang—it’s Mr. Chu, who recently leased another 500 acres.”

“Mr. Chu?” Wang Yu was surprised, and a young figure popped into his mind.

He hadn’t expected this young man to be so capable. Had he known, he wouldn’t have made Chu go through his wife for quarantine inspections—he would have arranged it himself and sent staff directly to Chu’s farm.

Wang Yu felt a pang of regret. He’d failed to recognize the other’s strength. The key was, Chu had actually mentioned wanting to breed ornamental fish, and Wang Yu hadn’t paid attention.

Fortunately, their previous interactions had been cordial. With that in mind, Wang Yu took out his phone to find Mr. Chu’s number. He needed to offer comfort.

But just then, his phone rang. To his surprise, the caller was Mr. Chu himself.

Chu had reached out before Wang Yu could.

Wang Yu quickly answered, his tone warm. “Mr. Chu, what a pleasant surprise to receive your call.”

“Director Wang, I have some business to discuss today,” Chu Lin stated his purpose.

In Pingjiang District, renting land for aquaculture was easiest through Director Wang.

Wang Yu’s heart skipped a beat at those words.

Could this be about the incident a few days ago? He quickly probed, “Mr. Chu, may I ask what you mean?”

Chu Lin laughed. “What else could I want, Director Wang? Naturally, I’m looking to lease more land in Pingjiang. I’d like another 100 acres to build a water pet breeding farm.”

“Mr. Chu wants to lease more land?” Wang Yu was truly astonished. He hadn’t expected it.

After losing tens of millions, Chu wasn’t thinking of leaving—he wanted to expand?

He felt as if a pleasant surprise had struck him. This meant Mr. Chu was even stronger than Wang Yu had imagined. Otherwise, how could he lose so much and remain unfazed?

The key was, the planned water pet breeding farm was different from conventional aquaculture. Wasn’t this a breakthrough? If it succeeded, it would be a flagship project.

Chu Lin sensed something odd in Wang Yu’s attitude, but thought nothing of it. “Yes, I’m already on my way to the Fisheries Bureau.”

“That’s wonderful. I’ll wait for you, Mr. Chu!” Wang Yu, knowing Chu Lin was coming, hung up and told the department head, “Prepare the reception room. I’ll be hosting Mr. Chu soon.”

…

After the call, Chu Lin left the Jinmao Tower with Chen Feng and the others. In the parking lot, Liao Hai volunteered as driver, bringing out his BMW 7 Series and heading straight for the Fisheries Bureau.

Once parked, Chu Lin noticed that Director Wang had already gathered several staff and was waiting at the entrance.

“Mr. Chu, you’re finally here—please come in!” Wang Yu greeted Chu Lin with unprecedented enthusiasm.

“Director Wang, you’re making me feel embarrassed,” Chu Lin said, puzzled by the sudden elevation in status. It hadn’t been like this before.

Behind him, Liao Hai and Zhu Xin were also surprised. They had invested in startups before, but had never received such treatment from a government official—being personally welcomed at the door by a bureau director. After all, they didn't have their fathers’ influence.

Was the director so enthusiastic because he knew about their total investment of eighteen million? But for just eighteen million, the director shouldn’t be this deferential, especially since Chu Lin hadn’t mentioned the sum in the call.

Unable to figure it out, the two simply thought Chu Lin was remarkable.

Wang Yu ushered Chu Lin’s group into the reception room, where tea had already been prepared.

Once seated, Wang Yu personally poured tea for everyone, then sighed, “Mr. Chu, I heard about your farm’s incident. I didn’t expect your site to suffer such huge losses from a thief, yet you’re still willing to lease land in Pingjiang. We’re truly grateful for your trust in our district.”

Hearing this, Chu Lin understood at once why Wang Yu’s attitude was so different.

There was no explaining it. That supposed loss was just his scheme—a lesson for Zhong Lei and Ah Pao, and not a real setback for him. But Wang Yu clearly saw it differently.

It wasn’t just Wang Yu; Chen Feng, Liao Hai, and Zhu Xin were equally incredulous.

Chu Lin’s farm lost tens of millions just days ago?

That was tens of millions. Even their fathers would need time to recover from such a loss, but Chu Lin seemed completely unbothered.

Clearly, Chu Lin was even more powerful than they’d thought. So, this water pet venture was probably just him letting them join in for fun.

Chen Feng, realizing this, didn’t miss the chance to praise Chu Lin. “Director Wang, our Brother Lin really trusts Pingjiang. After what happened a few days ago and with our current multi-million investment, we had doubts about Pingjiang, but Brother Lin insisted.”

The millions were an exaggeration, but it would ensure Wang Yu took them seriously. After all, who doesn’t inflate their investments in public? And with their actual capital at eighteen million, plus Chu Lin’s breeding expertise, claiming tens of millions wasn’t unreasonable.

Chu Lin smiled at this. Chen Feng really knew how to play the game.

But Wang Yu grew nervous at Chen Feng’s words. He didn’t doubt the millions—after all, Chu Lin had lost that much and the police had reported it; the man had real strength.

Besides, a water pet breeding farm with that level of investment would be a breakthrough. If successful, it would be dazzling.

But Chu Lin’s three partners seemed to harbor real doubts about Pingjiang.

He needed to show them the right attitude.

Without delay, Wang Yu took out his phone and called Wang Xin at the Pingjiang police station. As soon as the call connected, he said, “Chief Wang, what’s going on over there? How could you let thieves run rampant, causing Mr. Chu’s farm to lose millions?”

“Do you realize Mr. Chu is a key figure we’re supporting? Don’t you know Pingjiang is prioritizing fishery development? The district is watching this closely!”

On the other end, Wang Xin was stunned by the barrage. But he knew the incident days ago was serious; if it blew up at the district level, they’d be in real trouble. There was no way to shirk responsibility.

And it was clear Mr. Chu was highly valued by the Fisheries Bureau.

“Director Wang, please calm down,” Wang Xin said, reassuring him, “We’ll increase patrols around Mr. Chu’s farm, and set up a dedicated post nearby. Such a thing won’t happen again.”

This wasn’t just to appease the Fisheries Bureau; they genuinely feared another incident with millions lost. If it drew attention, they’d be helpless.

Fortunately, Mr. Chu had been understanding and didn’t press the issue, so it hadn’t made headlines.

It was a gesture of goodwill.

In the reception room, Wang Yu hung up and immediately said to Chu Lin, “Mr. Chu, rest assured—such an incident won’t happen again. The police have agreed to step up patrols and set up a post beside your farm.”

Chu Lin hadn’t expected such swift action from Director Wang. “Director Wang, I’ve always trusted Pingjiang. It’s an ideal place for aquaculture and factories.”

Beside him, Chen Feng, Liao Hai, and Zhu Xin had only one thought:

Damn, Brother Lin is awesome!

Enhanced patrols, a dedicated police post—even their family companies had never received such treatment.