I Transmigrated into Sha Ruijin, but the Gatekeeper Didn't Write Down My Name

The waters of Handong run deeper than the sea.

Cadres at department level and above are each issued an extra phone.

When it rings, you must answer. Don't ask where it's from or why. Don't ask, or you'll die.

On the first day after Sha Ruijin parachuted in, three phones rang at once during the Standing Committee meeting. He glanced down at his own pocket. The old folks' phone the security guard had practically forced on him sat there in silence.

Only later did he learn that the guard had never entered his number into the System.

Because that guard was waiting for someone who could turn the table over.

Li Dong, born in the 1990s, woke up as Sha Ruijin. He thought he'd come to fight corruption, only to discover that he was the variable under observation. His name had been written into the System twenty years ago.

He'd been playing this game of chess for twenty years, and only today had he finally touched the board.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.