An Changlin hung up the phone, his hand still trembling slightly.
He felt as though everything he had learned over decades in government had been completely overturned that day.
What did Provincial Party Secretary Gao Yuliang's words, "full support," mean?
They meant that, from that moment on, the Chen Family Benevolence Hospital project would become the highest-priority undertaking in all of Northlake Province!
He immediately compiled Chen Lin's plan into a report without changing a thing and personally sent it to the provincial Party committee through an encrypted channel.
Northlake Province, the provincial Party committee building.
Gao Yuliang read the earth-shattering report, and a rare, wry smile appeared on his usually composed face.
A top-tier hospital? Specializing in terminal illnesses?
Had anyone else proposed such a thing, he would have torn up the report on the spot and sent the Commission for Discipline Inspection to investigate whether An Changlin had lost his mind.
But the person proposing it was Chen Lin.
Gao Yuliang changed not a single word, not even a punctuation mark. He stamped it with the provincial Party committee's highest security classification and sent it straight to Capital City.
An hour later.
Capital City, within the red walls.
An official document marked "urgent" made its way back to the Northlake provincial Party committee's general office with unprecedented speed.
The approval contained only one line, but every word carried immense weight.
[Approved. This special case shall receive special handling. All procedures shall be streamlined, and all departments shall cooperate unconditionally.]
Holding the reply, which had practically been approved instantaneously, Gao Yuliang remained speechless for a long time.
He recalled how, years ago, he had made seven or eight trips to ministries, written more than a dozen requests, and spent a full three months navigating procedures just to secure approval