[Urban] Urban Loss of Virginity (Complete) - 6

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Chapter 18 Two Beauties Drinking Contest
Even in the dead of winter, Shang Rong still broke out in a sweat. Zhang Yan lay limp on the bed, her snow-white buttocks exposed, still immersed in the afterglow of ecstasy. Shang Rong's eyes burned with desire, and he really wanted to do it again
. Unfortunately, Zi Hui was about to arrive, so he had to suppress his lust. Fortunately, the night was long, and there was plenty of time to slowly savor the beauty's charm. "Baby, if you don't get up and cook, we won't have anything to eat tonight,"
Shang Rong said, gently slapping her buttocks.
Zhang Yan wiggled her hips and said coquettishly, "Aren't you full yet? Who told you to make me so weak? I don't care, let Zi Hui do it, isn't she your wife too?"
Shang Rong pulled the woman into his arms and said, "I don't see any jealousy in you at all."
Zhang Yan broke free from Shang Rong's embrace and said, "Who told me to be late? No ceremony at all, just like that..."
Shang Rong hugged the woman's head and kissed her a few times, saying, "Who told you to seduce me? We'll have a ceremony tonight. Now go and cook obediently. You're the owner of this house, not Zi Hui."
Zi Hui looked at the lavishly decorated room and felt a pang of jealousy. Seeing Zhang Yan busy in the kitchen like a housewife, she felt even worse. She had been with Shang Rong for so many years, leaving him when he was at his lowest point, and now she was jealous of Zhang Yan, who enjoyed everything a man had, when he was at his peak. Who could she blame? Fate was truly cruel.
Shang Rong looked at Zi Hui's meticulously styled hair and designer clothes and couldn't help but chuckle to himself. Zi Hui was always like that, always wanting to compete with others. Her outfit today was partly for herself, but mostly for Zhang Yan. Looking at Zhang Yan busy in the kitchen, still in her usual clothes, having spent the whole day choosing gifts for the two of them, she hadn't even thought to dress up for herself—this silly woman. Shang Rong couldn't help but feel even more affection for Zhang Yan.
"Why did you buy flowers?"
Shang Rong asked, looking at the bouquet in Zi Hui's hand.
"They're not for you, they're for Yan Yan,"
Zi Hui said, staring at the man.
"Beautiful flowers, thank you, Sister Zi Hui!"
Zhang Yan ran out of the kitchen, took the flowers, and busied herself finding a place to arrange them.
"Yan Yan, let me help you cook,"
Zi Hui said, taking off her coat.
"You and Shang Rong talk about work, it'll be over soon."
Zhang Yan's face was flushed, and she moved as lightly as a swallow. *
Can Shang Rong and I only talk about work?* Only now did he truly realize that this man no longer belonged to him. He had another woman, and he was now an outsider, a guest, and in a few days, he would be his ex-husband's employee.
"Zihui, I really do have something to tell you."
Shang Rong helped Zihui sit on the sofa, feeling her slightly flinch. Having been married for over ten years, Shang Rong understood Zihui's little tricks. He knew what she was thinking at this moment, knew her ex-wife was in low spirits. He chuckled inwardly.
"I resigned today, and from now on, I'll have to rely on you for food."
Zihui glanced at the kitchen, a hint of sadness in her voice.
"What are you saying!"
Shang Rong lit a cigarette. "
This company belongs to both of us, how can you have no sense of ownership at all?"
Zi Hui stared at the man and said, "Alright, I'll follow Mr. Shang's arrangements."
Shang Rong smiled and said, "Then I won't stand on ceremony. Your first task upon arriving at work is to find a new office space for the company. There are already more than a dozen people in the company, so find a decent place and rent it if you think it's suitable. Also, you will temporarily serve as the executive vice president of the company."
Zi Hui laughed and said, "You're quite generous in bestowing titles upon me
. I'll be the executive vice president right away, will those two people accept that?" Shang Rong said seriously, "In this company, we don't care about the size of the official position, only the size of the responsibility. Who dares to object to my appointments?"
Seeing the man's domineering demeanor, Zi Hui felt both happy and sentimental. Back then, she had hoped every day that her husband would show ambition, but he was always listless, which made her grit her teeth in frustration.
Now her husband had regained his vigor, but he was already someone else's husband. Thinking about it, she gave the man a resentful look and said, "The company doesn't have any new projects, why bother changing locations?"
"You dare underestimate that project? There's plenty of work to come, you'd better keep a close eye on it. But I'm warning you, don't contact that Director Wu personally, if he sees you, he'll eat you alive."
Shang Rong said half-jokingly.
"Is that Director Wu single? If he were, I'd like to meet him."
Shang Rong knew his ex-wife was trying to provoke him, but he still felt a burning desire. "
Also, you can't trust Yang Jun too much, it's best not to let him get involved in some things. You can rely more on Fatty and Gao Yan."
"Judging from your tone, you're not planning to be a hands-off boss, are you?"
Zi Hui looked at the man in confusion.
Shang Rong pondered for a moment and said, "To be honest, after you're familiar with the company's business, I want to go out and take a look around."
"Where are you going?"
Zhang Yan came out of the kitchen at some point and asked eagerly when she heard this.
Shang Rong smiled and shook his head, standing up and pushing the woman's shoulder towards the kitchen. "
Hurry up and cook, I'm starving."
Zi Hui stared at the man who had sat back down on the sofa, her eyes seemingly asking a silent question.
"I just want to go out and take a look, to be more precise, to do some research. In a month or so, I believe you'll manage the company well; you have the ability,"
Shang Rong said, looking at the woman trustingly.
Shang Rong's action of pushing Zhang Yan back to the kitchen and his trusting gaze warmed Zi Hui's heart, instantly restoring her innate confidence. After all, Zhang Yan couldn't completely replace her. She had secured a position in the kitchen, but she couldn't compete for the man's career. The man's heart was still uncertain; perhaps she wouldn't have either of them. As for the bedroom… Seeing the man looking at her intently, Zi Hui blushed. Damn it.
“It’s good to go out and see the world. After all, we can’t compare to the developed coastal areas. As the general manager, you need to broaden your horizons.”
He paused, then added, “I forgot to tell you, I’ve already taken the liberty of finding you a cashier
.” Seeing the man staring at him with a puzzled expression, he explained, “You know her, Qiao Min’s sister, Qiao Fei. She majored in accounting in college, and besides, she’s an acquaintance. You won’t blame me, will you?”
Shang Rong laughed heartily, about to speak, but then stopped abruptly. It turned out he had been planning this all along. He had always been thinking about that pure and innocent little sister, but he hadn’t had the chance. He hadn’t expected Zi Hui to fulfill his wish. Zi Hui was so cute.
“Do you agree or not? I’m waiting for my answer.”
Zi Hui said coquettishly, looking at the man’s strange expression.
“You don’t need to ask me about this. You’re the executive vice president. Just decide if it’s suitable.”
Shang Rong said with a grin, then looked at Zi Hui meaningfully. “
Hui Hui, you’re really my confidante!”
“You’re so irresponsible. I’m not talking to you anymore.”
He then ran towards the kitchen.
Although Shang Rong had already experienced Zhang Yan's culinary skills, this was the first time he had enjoyed such a grand meal. He first admired the dishes on the table, then said to the two beauties, "Don't let Yan Yan's cooking go to waste. Let's have some drinks, everyone has to drink, white wine."
The two beauties exchanged glances.
"Let's drink, who's afraid of who!"
Zhang Yan said.
"I drink wine, not white wine,"
Zi Hui said.
"We must drink! First, to congratulate Zi Hui on her transformation and promotion to Executive Vice President of Huiya Company. Second, to congratulate Yan Yan on her housewarming. Third, to wish both beauties a Happy New Year. Fourth, to congratulate myself on having two beauties by my side as the New Year approaches. Cheers!"
Shang Rong downed a glass in one gulp. Zhang Yan drank even faster. Only Zi Hui suffered, forced to drink her glass with a frown, coughing as she choked. Zhang Yan quickly massaged her back.
Shang Rong refilled their glasses, saying, "Good things come in pairs, let's have another drink."
Zi Hui protested, "I'm not drinking anymore, it's too spicy! You know I never drink, you're deliberately trying to force me to drink."
Zhang Yan laughed, "Sister Zi Hui, you can practice your alcohol tolerance. I didn't know how to drink before either, but I learned back in school with...Shang Rong. You'll need to drink a lot in your business, right? Come on, let me toast you!"
She then drank first.
Shang Rong was secretly delighted, almost bursting into laughter. Zi Hui wanted to ask Shang Rong for help, but seeing his mischievous grin, she sulked. "Don't be so smug, you two, I'll drink you up!" "
Yan Yan, don't be so cocky, we might see who collapses first."
She then downed her drink as well.
Shang Rong clapped his hands, "That's more like it! Come on, eat, eat!"
He diligently served the two beauties. Looking up, Zhang Yan had a faint blush, while Zi Hui was as radiant as if she had applied rouge. Overjoyed, he poured himself a drink.
As the clock struck midnight, Shang Rong stood up and said, "It's New Year's Day, let's hug to celebrate.
" He then went to hug Zhang Yan, who opened her arms and embraced him tightly. "
We also need a kiss, that's part of the celebration too."
He then kissed Zhang Yan on the lips, casually licking her red lips with his tongue.
When he came to hug Zi Hui, the woman twisted and dodged, but Shang Rong grabbed her and pulled her into his arms, stretching his neck to kiss her lips again. Because Zi Hui shook her head, he kissed her face several times. "
That doesn't count. Let's start again."
Afraid of the entanglement dragging on, Zi Hui closed her eyes and let him kiss her. Shang Rong tried to repeat his trick, sticking out his tongue to lick Zi Hui's lips, but was bitten hard, wincing in pain but afraid to cry out.
Zi Hui, holding a glass of wine, said to Zhang Yan, "Yan Yan, we sisters haven't drunk together yet. Let me toast you, wishing you a Happy New Year."
Zhang Yan hadn't even swallowed the food in her mouth before she downed the wine.
What a simple-minded girl! Shang Rong turned to Zi Hui and said, "What about me? I'm your boss, aren't you going to toast me?"
Zi Hui decided to go all out today. She picked up her glass and said in a sweet voice, "This subordinate toasts President Shang, wishing you great wealth and happiness."
Seeing that Zi Hui was truly letting loose, Shang Rong was a little worried. He knew Zi Hui was a strong-willed person, and this had stirred her competitive spirit; she was bound to get drunk today. "
Hui Hui! Just a little bit, I'll drink it all,"
Zi Hui said coquettishly. "How can I? I'm toasting you sincerely!"
she said, and then downed her drink in one gulp.
Shang Rong had no choice but to drink as well, his tongue stinging. He glared fiercely at Zi Hui.
Zhang Yan called out, "I want to toast both of you!"
Shang Rong and Zi Hui exchanged a glance. Zi Hui said, "Yan Yan, make yourself clear. Is it for Shang Rong or for me? I don't drink without knowing what you're drinking."
Zhang Yan said, "I'm toasting you both for working together, achieving success in your career, and for your company's thriving business. Isn't that right?"
"Yes, yes,"
Shang Rong hurriedly picked up his glass and downed it. Looking at Zi Hui, he said, "This is Yan Yan's heartfelt gift. You can't refuse!"
Zi Hui rolled her eyes at him and drank her wine.
At this moment, Zi Hui gradually became excited under the influence of the wine. Her fair skin was flushed, her phoenix eyes were watery, and her every move exuded charm and allure. If Zhang Yan hadn't been there, Shang Rong would have already pounced on her.
Zhang Yan, perhaps intentionally trying to get Zi Hui drunk, held a wine glass with her slender fingers, simply wanting to drink with Zi Hui. Shang Rong hadn't expected Zhang Yan to be so good at persuading people to drink. She persuaded Zi Hui to drink one glass after another, until she was even having trouble speaking. He was sure he'd get drunk if he drank any more. So he stopped Zhang Yan, saying, "Yan Yan, your sister Zi Hui doesn't drink much. You'll get drunk if you drink any more." Zhang Yan gave him a charming sidelong glance and said, "We sisters drinking is none of your business. If you're not happy, it'll be your turn soon."
Then she turned to Zi Hui and said, "Sister Zi Hui, there's someone here who can't outdrink someone and is begging for mercy."
Zi Hui giggled and pointed at Shang Rong, saying, "It's him. He's calling you Grandma."
She then burst into laughter.
"I'm really benefiting from this, Shang Rong! What's Grandma's sister called? Be good! Say it and I'll hear it!"
Zhang Yan was already laughing so hard she was slumped in her chair, breathless.
Shang Rong was itching to try. He just chuckled foolishly, wondering how much Zhang Yan could drink, and a little eager to test her limits. "
Yan Yan, if you can get me drunk today, I'll call you Grandma for life,"
Zi Hui began to fan the flames, urging Zhang Yan on. "
Yan Yan, I'm counting on you today, don't let me down!"
But Zhang Yan wasn't fooled, her anger still firmly directed at Zi Hui. "
Who cares about him? He's already called out several times. If we get him drunk, we'll have to serve him. We sisters should just drink ourselves."
Zi Hui was already quite drunk, and wouldn't refuse any drink offered to her. Shang Rong watched as Zi Hui and Zhang Yan drank two more cups, wanting to advise Zhang Yan, but seeing her so engrossed in the drink, he couldn't bear to spoil her fun. Besides, she'd been cooped up at home all day and was getting bored. He decided to let her have some fun; how much could a woman drink? A few more cups and she wouldn't be able to handle it.
Finally, Zi Hui couldn't lift her head, muttering, "Shang Rong, Yan Yan is bullying me… and you don't care, I…" She
then buried her face in her hands and cried.
Shang Rong pointed at Zhang Yan and said, "This is all your doing. Are you satisfied now?"
Zhang Yan swayed and mumbled, "When did I bully...her...I...she...it's fair and reasonable...you also blame me for bullying her...when others bully me...you don't care..."
Before she could finish, she also buried her face in her hands and started sobbing.
Shang Rong thought, "This is going to be interesting." "Damn it, what did I do to you? Cry again! I'll cry with you, that'll make it even more interesting."
Shang Rong sat there watching the two women sob until they stopped crying, seemingly asleep. He nudged their shoulders, but there was no response. He stood up and helped Zi Hui up, intending to take her to the bedroom, but Zi Hui's body was boneless, completely slumped against Shang Rong. He had no choice but to carry her upstairs.
Looking at Zi Hui lying on the bed, a faint fragrance still lingering in his nostrils, Shang Rong's desire gradually swelled. He was about to kiss the woman's face a few times to satisfy his urge. "
Why don't you... cover her with a blanket?"
Shang Rong was startled and turned around to see Zhang Yan standing in the doorway with a half-smile.
"You're not drunk!"
Shang Rong said guiltily.
"You'd love for me to be drunk, wouldn't you?"
Zhang Yan swayed slightly as she came in and began to undress Zi Hui. When she got to her pants, she turned back to the man and said, "Aren't you going to leave? Trying to peek?"
Shang Rong walked out the door dejectedly, cursing inwardly, "Damn it, what part of her body haven't I seen?"

Chapter 19 Reliving Old Dreams
Shang Rong went downstairs and lay on the sofa, smoking. Waiting for Zhang Yan to come out, he felt an urgent need to vent. He had no women when he was single, and now suddenly there were two women in the house. He really couldn't accept it. Then he thought, Zhang Yan had already been with him before dinner, so there wouldn't be any problems tonight. If I were to sleep with Zi Hui, I wonder how she would react, whether she would scream. If she screamed, my old face would be ruined. Besides, she'd be drunk; wouldn't it be rape if I slept with her?
Ah! Our ancestors lived so carefree, keeping three or four wives in their homes, sleeping with whomever they wanted. Who the hell invented monogamy? Right, it seems to be something the Catholic Church came up with—a foreign import. It's completely incompatible with China's national conditions! Especially with my family's.
The law states that marrying two wives is bigamy, but what crime is it to sleep with a hundred women? Hooliganism? Promiscuity? Excessive sexual activity? Illegal appropriation of sexual resources? I don't think I've heard of any of those. It seems the legal system can't recognize certain behaviors. Of course, some might say it's morally corrupt. Does sleeping with one woman make one morally superior? Even with a hundred, it all started with the first one; it was the first one's temptation that led to moral corruption. The first one is the source of all moral decay. It seems monks have the highest moral character, but who would want to be a monk? Haven't you seen countless temple construction projects?
Shang Rong was lost in thought until he burned his finger with his cigarette, jolting him awake. Zhang Yan still hadn't come out. Unable to contain himself any longer, he ran upstairs and saw that the door to Zi Hui's bedroom was closed. He gently pushed it open; the door wasn't locked.
Shang Rong peeked inside and immediately cursed Zhang Yan a hundred times in his mind.
He saw Zhang Yan lying next to Zi Hui, already fast asleep. Perhaps due to the alcohol, one of Zi Hui's snow-white thighs was sticking out of the covers, draped over Zhang Yan's lower abdomen, and pale-colored panties could be seen through the seam.
The room was filled with the unique fragrance of women. Looking at the two beautiful bodies lying there, Shang Rong instantly felt an extreme hardness. Afraid of losing control, he frantically ran downstairs, lay on the sofa, his heart restless, the image of that snow-white thigh lingering in his mind.
Desire surged within him like a tidal wave. Helpless, he could only reach into his pants and touch himself for a while, the more he touched, the angrier he became. Two beautiful women lay there, at his mercy, while he was reduced to self-pleasure. What a tragedy of life! A wave of irritation washed over him, and he lost all interest in self-pleasure. He got up and sat at the table, pouring himself a drink and drinking until he was dizzy and disoriented, then collapsed onto the sofa and fell asleep.
He didn't know how long he slept on the sofa when he was awakened by the urge to urinate. Looking at the clock, it was already past five in the morning. He got up and headed to the bathroom. Just then, he heard a noise coming from the upstairs bathroom. Thinking it might be someone vomiting from drinking too much, he quietly went upstairs. The bathroom door was ajar. He stood at the door listening, but there seemed to be no sound inside. Perhaps he had misheard.
Shang Rong pushed the door open and went in, then froze. Zi Hui had just stood up from the toilet, pulling up her panties, and the view below her abdomen instantly caught Shang Rong's lustful eyes. Shang Rong stood there, waiting for Zi Hui to scream. Unexpectedly, Zi Hui didn't make a sound. Just as Shang Rong was wondering what to do, Zi Hui had already grabbed him and was kissing him wildly on the face. Shang Rong struggled to get rid of Zi Hui's entanglement, his eyes fixed on the door. Zi Hui seemed to understand the man's intention and used her beautiful legs to close the door.
Zi Hui kissed Shang Rong frantically while murmuring, "Rong...you still won't forgive me..."
Shang Rong lowered his voice and said, "Hui Hui...Zhang Yan...saw..."
Zi Hui reached out and touched the man's genitals. "
I don't care...you tell me...you didn't..."
Shang Rong was already excited, and now the woman was almost naked against him, and his genitals were hardened by Zi Hui's touch. He was also overcome with passion and began to knead Zi Hui's beautiful buttocks.
Zi Hui had already unbuckled the man's belt, one hand busy inside his underwear. "
Tell me..."
Shang Rong thought, judging by this, if I don't fuck you today, I'll seem petty. I might as well put your mind at ease. He quickly stripped himself naked, pulled down the woman's palm-sized panties, and pressed her against the wall before thrusting into her from behind. Zi Hui suppressed a soft moan.
Shang Rong, revisiting this familiar place, couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions. How familiar this place was. It had been so long since he'd
been here. Although someone had accidentally sneaked in before, that was just a natural disaster; from now on, no one but him would be allowed in. As Shang Rong thought this, he pressed the woman against the wall. Zi Hui bit her hand tightly, suppressing the urge to scream, only raising her buttocks high, hoping the man would touch her deepest core.
"Has your heart returned..."
Shang Rong asked, close to the woman's ear.
Zi Hui cried out as soon as her mouth left his hand, quickly biting her arm again, shaking her head and nodding, unable to speak.
"If you dare betray me again, I'll kill you,"
Shang Rong's words were as sharp as his actions.
Hearing the man's words, Zi Hui trembled, uttering muffled sobs, a sound that was hard to tell if it was crying or moaning. Shang Rong gripped the woman's waist tightly, urgently saying, "Squeeze tight, I'm going to cum..."
Zi Hui turned around, her large, watery eyes fixed on the man, her mouth wide open, but no sound came out. She still remembered my fetish. In Zi Hui's dazed gaze, Shang Rong powerfully ejaculated deep within his ex-wife's burning desire. Zi Hui finally couldn't hold back and let out a suppressed moan.
The next day at breakfast, Zi Hui avoided Shang Rong's gaze, blushing occasionally. Shang Rong, feeling guilty, would steal glances at Zhang Yan whenever he had a chance. Fortunately, Zhang Yan was laughing and talking as if nothing was wrong, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
After finishing his meal, Shang Rong made an excuse, put down his chopsticks, and fled the house, leaving the two women alone.
The things Zheng Gang left behind initially excited Shang Rong. But when he actually reached for the money, he felt uneasy. The money was like a hot potato; he was tempted but dared not touch it.
The police were definitely searching for the money, and as long as Zheng Gang was alive, he might reveal the truth.
Subconsciously, Shang Rong even maliciously hoped Zheng Gang would be brought to justice soon. "He's going to die anyway," he thought, "I'll burn you lots of paper money, and I'll treat your father like my own. Go in peace. Besides, your mother is waiting for you there; she won't be lonely."
However, he knew a little about China's legal procedures. Once the case was decided, if Zheng Gang wanted to cling to life, he would appeal, leading to a second trial. After that, the case would need to be submitted to the Supreme People's Court for approval. It would take at least a year before Zheng Gang was bound and executed by firing squad. Too long. After agonizing over the matter for several days, Shang Rong, unable to control his intense desire, decided to take a desperate gamble. Didn't Qi Shundong still owe him a favor?
Gao Yan walked downstairs and inadvertently saw the two familiar cars parked in front of the building. Why was he here so early? Wasn't it supposed to be tonight? He hadn't explained anything clearly on the phone; could it just be to look at their files? Did he want to… Gao Yan felt her face slightly flushed. She walked to the car door and peered through the window when she heard someone call her name. Turning around, she saw the man leaning against the doorway, smiling at her.
Gao Yan poured him a glass of hot water and hung his coat on the hanger. Then she went into the bedroom, leaving the man alone in the living room looking at the files in his hands.
Zhang Ming, 28 years old, unmarried, armed police officer. From Loudi, Hunan. Company commander. Champion of the division-level skills competition. Poor family background… Gao Yan came out of the bedroom, now dressed in a thin cashmere sweater and a short skirt, with stockings and slippers, her hair loose—a casual home outfit. She saw that the man had finished looking at the files and was sitting on the sofa, resting with his eyes closed. Hearing her come out, he opened his eyes and looked at her, a spark of desire flashing in them.
"Well, how about it? I picked him out of over thirty veterans,"
Gao Yan said, sitting down on the sofa opposite the man.
"Tell me your reasons for choosing him,"
the man asked, closing his eyes again, seemingly trying to resist her temptation.
"I have three reasons for choosing him,"
Gao Yan replied, her tone as if she were giving him a work report in her office. "
First, his appearance—1.83 meters tall, strong physique, and good-looking."
A slight smile played on the man's lips. "
That's your standard for choosing men,
isn't it?" Gao Yan blushed again, wondering why she always felt shy in front of this man. "
I'm talking to you about work. Secondly, his family isn't well-off; he needs money to support his two younger siblings' education. I heard his family has arranged a marriage for him, and they're waiting for him to come home and get married."
The man smiled slightly, opening his eyes to stare at her. "You're quite compassionate. It seems you're quite familiar with this Zhang Ming; he's even told you about his marriage."
Gao Yan knew the man's subtext and felt a slight pang of jealousy. "
That's exactly my third point. This person is very honest and straightforward, without any of the bad habits of society. If you hire him, he'll definitely be loyal to you."
"What good is loyalty alone? I need his ability to get things done."
Shang Rong seemed uninterested, his tone languid.
Seeing the man's lack of enthusiasm, Gao Yan said indifferently, "As for his ability, you'll have to judge for yourself. Who knows what you'll do with him?"
Shang Rong himself couldn't really explain why he needed such a person; he just subconsciously felt he needed him, maybe in the future, maybe never.
"What? Are you angry? Your work is very meticulous, I'm very satisfied. Any news from the company lately?
" Gao Yan paused, then realized the man hadn't shown up at the company for a while; his ex-wife was managing things. Didn't she report to him? "
Nothing much.
" Shang Rong stood up and walked around the room, saying, "You're a shareholder now, a small one, but the person I trust most."
The person you trust most? Don't you trust your ex-wife? Don't you trust any of the other employees? Gao Yan stared at the man, bewildered.
Shang Rong seemed to see right through Gao Yan. "
It's not that I don't trust others. I'll be leaving the company for about a month. I'll tell others I'm going to another city for an inspection, but to be honest, I'm not leaving the city. I'll be staying in my old house. So I want to get some information about the company from you, the most important information, of course. As for why I'm doing this, I'll tell you later. You can call me, or you can come to my house. Don't let anyone else know."
Gao Yan suddenly felt that the man seemed very mysterious, and she would never know what he was thinking. But the more mysterious he seemed, the more attracted she became to him. What did it matter what he did? She would just do as he said. Hadn't she always longed to become a confidant of this man? "
I will do as you say."
Shang Rong looked at the woman and gently stroked her hair. "I know you will. Find a time to bring that person here. I want to talk to him."
The man only stroked her head a few times, and Gao Yan's body couldn't help but tremble.

Chapter 20 The Mantis Stalks the Cicada
Taiji Information Network Technology Engineering Company is a leading enterprise in the city in the industry. The registered capital is 80 million yuan, and the assets are said to be 300 million yuan. Besides information network engineering, the company also operates in real estate and entertainment.
The company's chairman and general manager, Feng Yangge, nicknamed "Old Maozi," came to this northwestern capital city in the 1990s with his brother, Feng Yangliang, and founded Taiji Industrial Co., Ltd., with assets of less than 200,000 yuan.
With the collapse of the Soviet Union, markets in the CIS countries opened up to domestic merchants. Feng Yangge sensed the huge potential business opportunities in the border trade market and, after discussing it with his brother, decided to move the company to the border and engage in barter trade.
They collected scrap aluminum and copper cables from various warehouses in China and transported them to CIS countries, exchanging them for scrap iron and steel to sell to steel mills. Over several years, they accumulated millions of yuan.
At that time, Volga cars from the former Soviet Union were very popular, and many people began smuggling them in from the CIS for profit. Envious, Feng Yangge organized a suicide squad to engage in smuggling. Soon, their capital snowballed, and the Feng brothers' appetites grew, leading to an expansion of their smuggling operations.
However, fate intervened. During a large-scale smuggling operation, his brother, Feng Yangliang, was shot and killed by Kazakhstani border security forces, dying in the vast Gobi Desert of Central Asia.
Feng Yangge witnessed the bloodshed of smuggling through his brother's death. Grief-stricken, he returned to his hometown, concealing his ambitions and investing in real estate and entertainment. In the late 1990s, with the booming development of internet technology, Feng Yangge saw a business opportunity and invested over ten million yuan to establish Taiji Network Information Technology Engineering Company. After several years of development, it had become a leader in the industry.
This time, the prison administration's network engineering tender was a sure thing for Feng Yangge. Therefore, he didn't pay much attention in the initial stages of the bidding, because he believed no other company in the city could compete with him, especially since he had connections with a deputy director of the bureau.
Who would have thought that he would ultimately fail, with such a large project falling into the hands of an unknown nobody? He secretly sent people to investigate the winning company's background, and his resentment only intensified. That company had been established for less than six months, and its assets were less than a tenth of his own.
Although Feng Yangge's sharpness had diminished considerably since his brother's death, after years of recuperation and with his strong financial resources, his domineering presence and sharp edge were gradually reappearing. Someone dared to snatch food from his mouth, which he absolutely could not accept.
Four people sat in Feng Yangge's spacious office, all his right-hand men.
"It's too late now, isn't it? The model project is already under construction,"
said Deputy General Manager Mao Wanfu helplessly.
Office Director Zhang Hanxiang sighed and said, "We can only say that Shang Rong found the right person, and we worshipped the wrong Buddha. The main responsibility lies with me. Who knew that old geezer, Deputy Director Wang, would suddenly become useless? We even wasted hundreds of thousands of yuan."
Feng Yangge slammed his fist on the table and roared, "What's the use of sighing and complaining? Are we just going to let that greenhorn devour such a huge piece of meat? The model project is just a little frosting on the cake; the whole cake is much bigger. We can't just let it go like this. That kid has to spit out a portion, or we might as well give up the network engineering project and go set up a street stall!"
Feng Yangge's sharp words silenced the office for a moment. After a long while, Feng Yangge exhaled a thick cloud of smoke, as if venting his pent-up anger. "
What? Everyone's mute?"
His sharp gaze swept over everyone, finally settling on his CFO, Wang Guangming.
Wang Guangming coughed and said, "The chairman is right. This piece of meat can't be swallowed up by Shang Rong alone. I have an idea, and I'd like to offer it for everyone's consideration." Huiya Company is a newly established company, and what it lacks most is funds. If it weren't for bribing Deputy Director Wu, with their company's strength, they wouldn't even be able to pay for the materials for the project. They're barely surviving on the advance payments from the Administration Bureau. My idea is to expose the deal between Shang Rong and Deputy Director Wu. We won't have to worry about not getting the later projects..."
Before Wang Guangming could finish speaking, Feng Yangge spat on the ground. "
I thought you had some great idea! Don't you think about it? If you expose someone's secrets, even if Deputy Director Wu falls from power, what then? Who will dare to cooperate with you in the future? Not only will you lose the subsequent projects from the Administration Bureau, but other projects will also fall through. Which project is clean these days? Even a pig could see that Deputy Director Wu accepted bribes from Shang Rong. Why would you expose it yourself? How will you survive in the underworld afterward? My idea is to have direct contact with Shang Rong and tell that kid to be sensible." Feng
Yangge, his throat dry from talking, picked up a large teacup and gulped down a bellyful of cold tea.
The only silent person in the room was a woman sitting next to Feng Yangge's large desk. This woman appeared to be in her mid-twenties, with half of her long hair draped forward, obscuring half her face, yet her exposed half-face and crossed, slender legs still revealed her alluring charm. She leisurely puffed on a cigarette between two fingers, seemingly unmoved by the conversation among the people in the room, including Feng Yangge's roar.
She watched Feng Yangge's Adam's apple bob, then, having finished her tea, calmly exhaled a wisp of smoke from her small, bright red lips. She said in a soft voice, "It's too early to directly confront Shang Rong. As far as I know, only one of Huiya Company's two model projects has been completed; the other is still under construction. If the project fails the acceptance test, Shang Rong may lose the subsequent projects."
For once, Feng Yangge didn't get angry. Instead, he laughed heartily, "Nana, you're too naive. With several experts from Beijing overseeing the project, how could it fail the inspection? Besides, he understands the importance of a model project; how could he be so careless?" He then slowly
shook his massive head.
Luo Na calmly replied, "It's all about human effort. Coincidentally, my ex-brother-in-law is the deputy general manager of Huiya Company; he's in charge of this project."
Feng Yangge's eyes lit up, and he looked at Luo Na meaningfully, saying, "I thought your ex-brother-in-law was already a homeless man on the street."
Then he turned to the other three and said, "That's enough for today. You can all go out now."
As soon as the office door closed, Feng Yangge rushed over and pinned Luo Na to the sofa, saying, "Nana, you're truly my good assistant. I've heard that your ex-brother-in-law has been lusting after you for a long time."
The woman, her legs tightly clamped around the man's hands inside her skirt, said coquettishly, "You bastard, you want to be cuckolded again."
Feng Yangge's mouth was already inside Luo Na's bra, and he said in a muffled voice, "You little slut, every green hat I've worn was bought with a lot of money." He
then flipped the woman onto the sofa, pulled her skirt up to her waist, and ripped off her pantyhose, revealing a pink thong. The woman's genitals gleamed white under the office lights. Feng Yangge unzipped his pants, and with his large, dark penis, he forcefully thrust it into the thong. Luo Na screamed, pushing against the man's chest with both hands as if she had been raped, crying out, "You bastard, you dead bastard, you might as well have just given me to Shang Rong to fuck. He might even share some with you after he's had his fun..."
Feng Yangge was enjoying the intense pleasure from the woman's dry vagina when he heard her words... He reached out and slapped the woman's buttocks with gritted teeth, yelling, "You slut, what are you yelling for now? Open your pussy wider and let your grandpa have his fun first..."
Rona, naturally aware of the Russian man's sexual whims, temporarily withdrew her hand from his chest, moved it to her crotch, and spread her pink pussy wide. Looking up at the dark penis going in and out, she was instantly filled with lust, feeling as if the man had touched her most sensitive spot. She let out a seductive moan, then fell back onto the bed, arching her slender waist to accept the man's violation. The office was filled with the sounds of buttocks swaying and penises dancing wildly—a scene of eroticism.
Qi Shundong was no longer the director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau's Criminal Investigation Department; he had replaced Deputy Director Yang as the deputy director in charge of criminal investigations.
Although rumors of his promotion had been circulating within the bureau for some time, Qi Shundong had to admit that this advancement was thanks to the Zheng Gang embezzlement and escape case. Without the successful resolution of that case, those rumors might have remained just that—rumors—or at least wouldn't have materialized so quickly. Therefore, Qi Shundong felt a deep sense of gratitude towards Shang Rong. Without Shang Rong's hint, he didn't know how long he would have remained in the shadows. If he hadn't solved the case, forget about promotion; he'd be lucky not to be demoted. He had even made a pledge to the bureau to solve the case within a set timeframe. It seemed he should invite Shang Rong to dinner sometime to express his gratitude. Besides, he was quite interested in Shang Rong and found his conversations interesting. As
fate would have it, just as he was about to invite Shang Rong to dinner, Shang Rong called to invite him. Qi Shundong thought to himself, "Does this kid have some kind of fortune-telling ability?" "Alright," he said on the phone, "he said he needed my help with a small matter. If it's something that doesn't violate my principles, I'll do it for him and repay the favor."
Thinking this, he readily agreed.

Chapter 21 Collusion and Adultery
The winter night fell early. Fine snowflakes drifted down from the sky. Shang Rong parked his car outside the city police station, lit a cigarette, and stared at the entrance from inside. He had already told Qi Shundong on the phone to pick him up after work.
Actually, asking Qi Shundong for a favor was just an excuse for Shang Rong. These past few days, he had been thinking about one question: how did the police station view the missing 300 million yuan in embezzled funds belonging to Zheng Gang, and were they resolute in continuing to track down these funds? These questions could never be answered correctly by simply sitting at home and imagining. To know what's going on, you have to spill some water, or at least smell it, to make a judgment that's close to the answer. Asking Qi Shundong for a favor today was a pretense; his real purpose was to probe the truth.
Seeing Qi Shundong emerge from the gate, Shang Rong quickly honked the horn twice, then opened the car door and got out. The two shook hands. "Why don't
you come sit in my office for a while?" "I don't want to sit there."
"Still have something to hide."
"In your eyes, who walking on the street doesn't have a guilty conscience?"
"I'm really sorry to have you come to pick me up personally! But we agreed today, it's my treat."
"Your car is too conspicuous. As for who pays, we'll see who's sober later."
The two settled into a small private room at a mid-range restaurant, and Qi Shundong ordered the food. He laughed, "Now you regret it, don't you!"
"Regret what?"
Shang Rong asked, puzzled.
"If you had proactively provided information to the bureau back then, you could have gotten a bonus now. But Mr. Shang probably wouldn't even look at that amount of money."
Shang Rong said, "That's not necessarily true. Although I don't value a penny as much as a straw hat, I'll still pick up a dollar if I see it on the ground. Besides, I haven't provided you with any valuable information, so I feel unworthy of it."
Qi Shundong laughed and changed the subject, saying, "Your business is doing well. I heard you won the network project for the Prison Administration Bureau. That's a big project."
Shang Rong immediately became wary. "How did you find out so much? You're not spying on my company, are you?"
Qi Shundong offered him a cigarette and said, "I don't have time for that. I just overheard someone from the network technology department in the bureau talking about it last time. After all, we're all in the same system. By the way, what did you ask me to do for you on the phone?"
Shang Rong said, "It's nothing big. My company hired an employee for a rather important position. He's from out of town, and I wanted to ask you to check if the personal information he provided is true. You can handle it with just one phone call. But I mainly wanted to drink with you today; that's not urgent."
Qi Shundong laughed, "You're treating me, the bureau chief, like your company's private investigator. I'll help you this once."
Shang Rong stood up and said, "What? You got promoted? Oh! Congratulations, Director Qi! I have to toast you three times."
Qi Shundong pointed at him and laughed, "Everyone else calls me Director Qi and it sounds nice, but it sounds awkward when you call me that. Are you not being sincere?"
After several dishes and several rounds of drinks... Shang Rong pondered how to steer the conversation towards Zheng Gang. He sighed and said, "I recently visited my old classmate, and he's completely changed; I almost didn't recognize him." Qi
Shundong was taken aback, then said, "You think this is a nursing home where everyone's plump and healthy? If that were the case, there would be long lines outside the detention center."
Shang Rong laughed, thinking it would be best if Old Qi himself brought up the topic of money.
But as the drinks had gone on for a while, Qi Shundong hadn't mentioned Zheng Gang at all. Shang Rong grew anxious. His purpose today was to ascertain the truth; was he going to return empty-handed? It seemed he had to take the initiative. Shang Rong, feigning concern, leaned closer and whispered, "I heard that some of the money Zheng Gang took hasn't been found?"
Qi Shundong asked warily, "How did you know that? Who told you?"
Shang Rong replied sarcastically, "Do you think the Public Security Bureau is a monolithic entity? Lots of people know about this, not just me."
Qi Shundong took a sip of his drink and said, "Some police officers these days are so unprofessional. They talk about cases like it's nothing, revealing everything over drinks."
Shang Rong scoffed, "Who cares about casual conversation between friends? The important information you're talking about is just gossip for ordinary people."
"Your old classmate is no ordinary person!"
Qi Shundong sighed. "Ordinary criminals, given a sliver of hope, would betray even their parents. But Zheng Gang is a sensible man. He knows he can't save his life no matter what, so he's stubbornly holding on."
Shang Rong feigned ignorance, saying, "If that's the case, what's the point of keeping a penny if he can refuse to hand it over? Is he planning to spend it in the underworld?"
Qi Shundong drank another glass of wine, saying, "You think he handed it over voluntarily? That's all stolen money found during the search."
He paused, then continued, "The lies this kid told almost made me explode with rage. He actually said the rest of the money was buried in the ground and someone dug it up, and we..." "He's mentally challenged."
Shang Rong said cautiously, "I don't find it entirely unbelievable. Where could so much money be hidden? If it were me, I would find a secluded place to bury it underground and retrieve it after the storm has passed. If someone happens to see it while burying the money, then Zheng Gang is telling the truth."
Qi Shundong pondered Shang Rong's words, and finally sighed helplessly, "It seems this secret is going to be taken to the underworld by Zheng Gang."
Seeing Qi Shundong's helpless expression, Shang Rong felt that they had almost given up on the money, just waiting for Zheng Gang to be brought to justice so that no one would care about it anymore. After all, the money wasn't theirs personally, so who would keep pursuing it endlessly? Shang Rong's mood brightened, and she wanted to end the topic. "Director Qi, your children must be grown up by now."
Qi Shundong's face showed a hint of melancholy when Shang Rong mentioned children. "I only have one daughter, she's eighteen years old, and she's studying dance at an arts school."
Shang Rong smiled, "Then she must be a great beauty?"
Suddenly realizing that her words were too frivolous, she quickly added, "Studying dance must mean she has a great figure."
She regretted saying it as soon as she finished. Why can't I find a single fitting comment about women?
Shang Rong and Qi Shundong's drinking session lasted until the restaurant was almost closing. Shang Rong paid the bill while Qi Shundong went to the restroom, and Qi Shundong just shook his head and said nothing.
After taking Qi Shundong home, Shang Rong had only one thought on his mind: to plunge into the stock market and get revenge.
Yang Jun received a call from his ex-sister-in-law and couldn't believe his ears. This flirtatious sister-in-law hadn't even looked at him when he was her brother-in-law, and now that he and her sister were divorced, she was calling to ask him out. What was she up to? Despite his suspicions, the thought of his sister-in-law's beautiful face and graceful waist made him unbearably itchy, and he finally succumbed to temptation and agreed. "Am I, a grown man, afraid of being eaten by her?" he thought. But the fact that she didn't invite him to a hotel or restaurant but to her home left Yang Jun completely puzzled, even feeling a little flattered.
The moment Yang Jun stepped inside, Luo Na's greeting of "Brother-in-law" nearly made him collapse to the floor. Luo Na hadn't even given him a second glance before; how had she become so affectionate? Did she want something from him? He couldn't do anything for her! The only explanation was that Luo Na saw he had some money now; women treat men differently when they have money. Thinking this, Yang Jun seemed to gain confidence. He sat on his sister-in-law's sofa, legs crossed, looking every bit the tycoon.
Luo Na outwardly served him tea and water attentively, but inwardly she felt contempt for her former brother-in-law. "If it weren't for my plans, would I have let you in this door? I can see right through you, even your internal organs. No matter how rich you are, your fingernails are still grimy; you'll never be presentable." Oh well, for her future, she'd just consider it a shriveled lip.
"Brother-in-law, you've really made it big these past few years,"
Luo Na feigned envy. "
She's definitely after my money." "No problem, as long as you make your brother-in-law feel good, I don't care if
it costs me a little money. Who told me I'm into your taste?" "What's the use of being successful? You sisters still look down on me, don't you?"
Yang Jun sighed, his eyes scanning Luo Na's body with lust.
"Brother-in-law, what are you saying? I was just being immature back then. Can't you forgive me? After all, I'm still your daughter Huanhuan's aunt. As long as Huanhuan is here, we'll always be relatives. What do you want in return for my forgiveness?"
Luo Na's coquettish, affected words made Yang Jun's body go weak, and he longed to immediately pull his sister-in-law into his arms and fondle her. Unsure of Luo Na's intentions and attitude, he hesitated to act rashly. So he teased, "Nana, how could I not forgive you? But what good news have you brought your brother-in-law here today?"
Luo Na swayed her hips and sat down next to Yang Jun, wrapping one of his arms around her chest and shaking it, saying, "Of course there's good news, it just depends on whether you're willing to help me."
She then stared intently at the man's face with her large eyes.
Yang Jun's arm brushed against Luo Na's soft, full breasts, and inhaling her fragrance, his body immediately heated up, and he felt aroused. However, wanting to hear what good news Luo Na had to offer, he suppressed his physical urges and said, "You know what your brother-in-law's capabilities are, what help can he possibly give you?"
Hearing Yang Jun's words and seeing his eager, lecherous look, Luo Na released his arm and sat down on the opposite sofa. Her alluring eyes remained teasingly fixed on the man.
"Brother-in-law, you're the head of the prison bureau's network engineering now, right? A good friend of mine is looking for some work. Could you give my friend some projects? I can earn a little money from it. You won't refuse, will you?"
Yang Jun was secretly delighted; it was definitely about money. It wasn't a big deal; small projects were always subcontracted to smaller companies, and he could decide who got the work. But he couldn't agree too readily; he wasn't going to help this little vixen for nothing. So, he put on a serious face and said in a affected tone, "Oh dear! That's not easy! Is your friend qualified? That's technical work! Although I'm the project manager, I don't have the final say."
Luo Na knew the man wouldn't act without a clear benefit. It seemed he wouldn't agree without offering something.
Luo Na sat down next to Yang Jun again, this time hugging one of his shoulders, her ample breasts pressed against it.
"Brother-in-law, I know you can do it. What will it take for you to help me?"
She then began her seductive advances, rubbing her upper body against the man's.
Now that Yang Jun understood his sister-in-law's intentions, he had no more reservations. Besides, if he didn't vent, he might go crazy. He turned around, his face almost touching Luo Na's nose. He lewdly said, "Of course, your brother-in-law will do his best to help you, but you have to do your brother-in-law a favor too."
Luo Na feigned ignorance, saying, "Brother-in-law, just tell me what you want. I won't make excuses like you."
Yang Jun grabbed the woman's hand and pressed it against his bulging crotch, while his other hand pulled her head into his arms. "You'd better let your brother-in-law have some... pleasure, and he'll definitely..." she said angrily
. Luo Na deliberately exclaimed, rubbing the man's groin with her small hand while coquettishly saying, "Brother-in-law, you're so naughty! You even go after your sister-in-law! We sisters must have owed you something in our past lives..."
Yang Jun could no longer control Luo Na's teasing. He quickly pressed his sister-in-law down on the sofa and began to act hastily. Just as Luo Na's white lower body was exposed, and he was about to enter her, Luo Na twisted her hips, preventing him from succeeding. Yang Jun was already sweating, his heart filled with anger and anxiety. To vent his lust, he could only plead, "Good Nana...be good...brother-in-law will definitely help you..."
Luo Na gave a seductive laugh, tapping the man's head with a delicate finger, and said sweetly, "You're lucky...as long as you help me...I'll let you taste something different from what my sister does..."
She then parted her legs, revealing her alluring vulva, and wiggled her round buttocks, staring at the man with seductive eyes, saying sweetly, "Brother-in-law, you have to keep your word..."
Before she could finish speaking, Yang Jun thrust into her violently, making her lips tremble and gasp for breath...

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