Lin Chen transmigrates to a parallel world and becomes the county magistrate of the poorest county in the province, ranked dead last.
In his previous life, he spent eight years drafting documents, memorizing policies and regulations inside out and knowing administrative procedures by heart.
When others use the rules to block his way, he turns those same rules against them.
Old Liu set off a string of firecrackers with the whole village, then cried like a child: "The road is open!"
Auntie Zhang crouched by the tap, took a drink, then sat on the ground and cried: "The water doesn't taste bitter anymore."
The night lights came on in the three mountain villages, children did their homework by electric light for the first time.
A miner clutched his hand and wouldn't let go: "County Magistrate, if you'd come six months later, I'd have been a dead man."
It all began with a road that went nowhere. He built roads, brought in clean water, developed industries, attracted investment, and connected the county to the expressway.
The poorest county in the province climbed, step by step, into the ranks of the nation's hundred most improved counties.
Someone asked him what he was after.
Lin Chen said, "This is the true GDP of Qingshan."
It's good-looking, the logic is clear, and the protagonist does things steadily, smart and calm.