[Urban] The New Five Golden Flowers (Complete Version) - 6

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(Volume Two) Chapter Five: The Printing Group

On
the morning of Thursday, July 22, 1993, Zhang Bei, from the Municipal Printing Factory, finished her work, stretched, and looked at Li Fanghua opposite her. She saw that Li Fanghua had also stopped working and was sitting there blankly, her expression strange, lost in thought. Remembering Li Fanghua's unusual behavior these past few days, Zhang Bei couldn't help but ask with concern, "Fanghua, are you alright?"
"Ah! I'm fine." Li Fanghua reacted quickly, her face immediately brightening, and asked, "Sister Bei, are you finished?"
"Finished? You seem distracted. Is something wrong?" Zhang Bei didn't let her off the hook, continuing to press. Having worked together for so long, they knew each other inside and out, cooperated seamlessly, and both were having extramarital affairs (Zhang Bei considered Li Fanghua practically married) and were in love with the same man. She didn't want anything to happen to her.
"Something has happened," Li Fanghua said mysteriously.
"What happened?" Zhang Bei became anxious.
Li Fanghua walked up to Zhang Bei and whispered in her ear, "A woman cheated on her fiancé with another man. Don't you think something's wrong?" Her tone was full of happiness and sweetness.
Zhang Bei understood. She felt a pang of jealousy, but after trying to suppress it, she asked softly, "You finally got him?"
"Yes, that's why I feel so happy. Sister Bei, you should try harder too." Li Fanghua was very excited and surprisingly not jealous at all. She even encouraged Zhang Bei to speed up her pursuit.
Zhang Bei was surprised and embarrassed by her own jealousy. She had advised Li Fanghua not to take it so seriously, but she hadn't expected to be the one unable to do so. After calming herself down, she asked, "When was it? How did it feel? How was it different from yours?"
Hearing this barrage of questions, Li Fanghua realized Zhang Bei was very concerned. It seemed she, too, would unconditionally surrender to the man she admired, just like herself. She smiled and said, "With so many questions, which one should I answer first?"
"Any one is fine, just be detailed."
"That kind of experience is indescribable; the feeling is beyond words. You'd better experience it for yourself." Li Fanghua suddenly adopted a haughty tone.
"Good sister, tell me about it," Zhang Bei pleaded. She really wanted to know. Although she had a child, she only had her husband. As the saying goes, comparison is the best way to judge. How could she know her husband's shortcomings without experiencing the strength of other men? Li Fanghua, on the other hand, had the right to speak.
Li Fanghua simply wanted to boast about her relationship with Fang Zhenyu. Knowing Zhang Bei would soon be like her, she wouldn't hide anything and vividly described the entire process of her lovemaking with Fang Zhenyu. Finally, she recalled happily, "You know his caliber and length, but what makes a woman happiest is his stamina and powerful thrusts. Every thrust feels like it pierces your heart, bringing you to climax after climax. When it ends, you're completely exhausted. His powerful and plentiful 'cannonballs' send you to heaven, leaving you with a feeling of floating on air."
Zhang Bei listened, completely mesmerized, as if she were making love with Fang Zhenyu herself, her delicate hands unconsciously caressing her sensitive areas. After a long while, she came back to her senses and said, "But you've been so infatuated these past few days, aren't you afraid that people, especially your partner, will notice something?"
"It's alright, I'm only doing this in front of you. Do you know what I'm thinking?" Before Zhang Bei could ask, she said, "I'm strengthening my memory, replacing my partner's name in the picture. I'm afraid that if I'm with my partner, I might call out the boss's name." Zhang Bei couldn't help
but feel sorry for Li Fanghua's boyfriend, but then she thought that she should also feel sorry for Yue Shaoxiong. She advised, "Fanghua, it's best to be careful, lest you harm yourself and your boss."
"I understand," Li Fanghua said, gently stroking her lower abdomen, a hint of fear in her voice. "I haven't been with my man for over a month. That day I wasn't prepared at all; I was really afraid his strong seed would sprout inside me. I'm relieved now that my period is here again."
Just as Zhang Beilei was about to say something, her daughter Yue Shan entered, calling "Mommy!" The two stopped their conversation. She pulled Yue Shan aside and asked, "Shanshan, why didn't you go home after school?"
Yue Shan kissed her mother on the cheek and said, "Mommy, I haven't seen my godfather in a long time; I miss him."
"Your godfather is busy and rarely comes back," Zhang Beilei said. It turned out that Yue Shan's godfather was Fang Zhenyu. Before Fang Zhenyu took over the printing factory, he rescued a little girl who was bleeding heavily from a car accident on the street. That girl was Yue Shan. Later, because Ning Yufang and Yue Shan got along very well, Yue Shan recognized Ning Yufang as her godmother, and naturally, Fang Zhenyu became her godfather.
"Let me wait here, maybe he will come back. I will go back when it's time," Yue Shan asked her mother.
Zhang Bei, of course, would not refuse her daughter's small request, so Yue Shan stayed. "Shan Shan, is Daddy better or Godfather better?" Li Fanghua asked.
"Daddy is better." Zhang Bei was relieved because she often spoke highly of Fang Zhenyu in front of her daughter, and she was afraid that her daughter would say something inappropriate. But what Yue Shan said next surprised her even more. Yue Shan continued, "But Godfather is better than Daddy."
"Shan Shan," Zhang Bei quickly stopped her.
Li Fanghua asked with a smile, "Shan Shan, why is Godfather better than Daddy? Is it because Godfather is better looking and richer than Daddy?"
Zhang Bei glared at Li Fanghua, but could not say anything. The question had already been asked, and there was no going back. Besides, children are the most innocent, and she wanted to hear her daughter's opinion of those two grown men. Looking at her daughter's face, which was even more beautiful and charming than her own,
she saw a naive smile on Yue Shan's face. She said, "Of course not. Daddy and Godfather are both good people, and they're both very good to me. Actually, Daddy is a little better looking than Godfather, but Daddy looks a bit like a woman. Like that time I had an accident, if it were Daddy, he would have waited for someone to handle it. But Godfather was different. He said, 'Saving lives is the priority,' and rushed out of the crowd to take me to the hospital. If it weren't for his decisiveness, I, little Shan Shan, would probably be dead."
Zhang Bei sighed inwardly. At that time, Shan Shan was already six years old and could remember things. She only fainted after arriving at the hospital. She still heard the doctor say that if they had arrived five minutes later, it would have been too late. Those words would probably be etched in her heart forever. As for Shanshan's opinion of Yue Shaoxiong and Fang Zhenyu, she had actually grasped the essence of the problem, but she was still young and couldn't express it well enough. The point was that Yue Shaoxiong lacked a certain masculine spirit.
"Shanshan has a good eye," Li Fanghua exclaimed, picking her up and kissing her cheek. Then she asked, "Shanshan, how are your studies?"
"Of course they're great! I'm always first in the class," Yue Shan said proudly.
"Shanshan is so good!"
Yue Shan's face lit up with excitement. She said, "My godmother said that a girl can't just have a pretty face; she also needs knowledge and ability, like Aunt Fanghua. Only then can she gain the world's recognition."
Li Fanghua smiled at Zhang Bei, "If it's either godfather or godmother, Sister Bei, your daughter is gone."
"There's nothing I can do; what she said makes sense!"
"Who said that makes sense?" As that magnetic voice rang out, Fang Zhenyu's tall figure appeared in the doorway.
"Godfather!" Yue Shan exclaimed sweetly, leaping up and clinging to Fang Zhenyu's neck, kissing his face and saying, "Godfather, Shanshan missed you so much!" But she immediately added sweetly, "Godfather's beard is so long, it tickles me!" Even as she said this, she still offered her other cheek, rubbing it repeatedly, reluctant to let go.
Fang Zhenyu carried her to the two girls, saying, "Godfather missed you too." He kissed her on the cheek before putting her down. He asked, "What were you talking about just now?"
"Nothing," Li Fanghua blushed slightly, but quickly regained her composure.
“Mom, you always shave Dad. Your godfather’s beard is getting long, why don’t you shave him too?” Yue Shan asked, tilting her head up.
Zhang Bei blushed and said, “Shanshan, Mom shouldn’t shave Godfather’s beard.”
“Then who shaves him? Can I shave him?” Yue Shan asked innocently.
“Of course not. Your godmother shaves him.”
“Oh.” Yue Shan seemed to understand something, her face flushed, and she asked Fang Zhenyu, “Godfather, why doesn’t godmother shave you?”
Fang Zhenyu smiled and said, “Godfather is working outside and hasn’t come home yet.”
“Then why don’t you hurry home to see godmother? Godmother must miss you too.” Yue Shan said sweetly.
“Your godfather can’t go back now, your father is looking for him.” Yue Shaoxiong walked in with a smug look on his face.
“Dad.” Yue Shan also walked towards her father, but clearly without the same enthusiasm as she showed Fang Zhenyu.
Zhang Bei and Li Fanghua were both greatly surprised. Fortunately, Shanshan and Fang Zhenyu arrived one after the other; otherwise, if Yue Shaoxiong had arrived while they were talking about Fang Zhenyu, things would have been very complicated. They were almost certain that if Shanshan hadn't come up, the conversation would have continued.
"Director Yue, you wanted to see me?" Fang Zhenyu asked, shaking hands with Yue Shaoxiong.
"Yes, there's something you absolutely must help me with." Yue Shaoxiong stopped Zhang Bei from making tea and said, "I'm preparing for the re-election of the Federation of Industry and Commerce. Someone told our boss that Zhang Bei is your capable assistant, and our boss gave me this task: to get you into the Chamber of Commerce. I know they tried to recruit you the past two years, but you refused. I didn't want to agree, but I have something pressing on me, so I had to take the liberty of coming." From his words, it seemed he was quite proud that Zhang Bei was Fang Zhenyu's capable assistant.
"What's pressuring you?" Zhang Bei was quite displeased with Yue Shaoxiong's actions. She didn't want anyone using their relationship with Fang Zhenyu to ask him for favors, not even her husband.
Yue Shaoxiong said embarrassedly, "They asked me to go and organize it, actually to make me the full-time vice president. But our awful boss said that if I can't get Boss Fang into the Chamber of Commerce, he'll tell the people below not to vote for me."
The full-time vice president position was a deputy director-level position, a promotion opportunity that Yue Shaoxiong had been thinking about for many years without success. Even Zhang Bei, upon hearing this, hoped that Fang Zhenyu could help her husband, because this opportunity was too important. If they lost it, given Yue Shaoxiong's age, he might never have another chance. So, she also cast a glance at Fang Zhenyu.
Fang Zhenyu laughed heartily, "I thought it was something important. Don't worry, even though Sister Bei has helped me a lot, just because I'm Xiaoshanshan's godfather, I will definitely help you. I promise you." He hadn't joined before because he was too busy to attend to so many social events. Although he's busy now, he has a large group of subordinates, and their involvement is helpful to his career. Besides, he never refuses to help others when he can.
"Great! You can't lie to me!" Yue Shaoxiong was overjoyed.
"Shaoxiong!" Zhang Bei glared at her husband, because saying such things showed a lack of trust in Fang Zhenyu.
"I'm sorry!" After apologizing to Fang Zhenyu, Yue Shaoxiong said to his wife, "It's your shift today, right? I'll take Shanshan home." Then, he really said goodbye and left.
Watching her husband's retreating figure, Zhang Bei sighed to Li Fanghua, "Shanshan was right after all."
"What did Shanshan say?" Fang Zhenyu asked.
Li Fanghua gave him a playful glare and said, "Our women's affairs are none of your business."
Fang Zhenyu shook his head and smiled bitterly, then went into his office. Li Fanghua gave Zhang Bei a meaningful look and followed her in. Zhang Bei blushed, thought for a while, and then followed her in. Inside, Li Fanghua was already reporting on recent work to Fang Zhenyu, and she added her own comments. After Li Fanghua finished her report, she said, "How about I help you relax? Let Sister Bei report on the workers' new village to you!"
"Okay." Fang Zhenyu never refused this kind of service, especially since he had already had that kind of relationship with Li Fanghua.
Entering the rest room, Zhang Bei helped Fang Zhenyu undress, while Li Fanghua undressed herself, but only removed her upper body, leaving her lower body uncovered, and began massaging him. Zhang Bei, fully clothed, talked to Fang Zhenyu about the workers' new village, seemingly unaware of Li Fanghua's special massage technique of using her ample breasts to rub against Fang Zhenyu. After finishing the report, she left.
At this moment, Li Fanghua massaged his thighs. Looking at the gradually rising member that had once brought her to ecstasy, she suppressed her desire and said, "Factory Director, let Sister Bei massage your little brother down there."
"How can that be?" Fang Zhenyu exclaimed in surprise.
"Why not? You promised her. You're not upset that Sister Bei has had a child, are you?"
"Of course not. It's just that I just said I'd help her husband, and doing this with her would seem like I'm taking advantage of her kindness." Fang Zhenyu said. Actually, he knew it wasn't like that, because he had long sensed Zhang Bei's feelings for him.
"He's him, and I'm me. If you don't want to, you don't have to agree to his request." Zhang Bei walked in, holding a razor, and started taking off her clothes as she spoke. Once she was only in her underwear, she helped Fang Zhenyu sit up, and then sat behind him, letting him rest his head on her full breasts, saying, "Come on, my godfather, let me shave you first."
Fang Zhenyu had no choice but to obediently rest his head between her breasts, enjoying the sensual pillow, and said, "You actually believe what a child says?"
"Of course, children say the darling of the world. Besides, if people talk about it later, she can say she was having an affair because her daughter gave her permission." Li Fanghua, who was working on the large thing, looked up and smiled when she heard this.
Zhang Bei rolled her eyes at her and said, "If you don't speak, no one will think you're mute."
Li Fanghua stopped talking and just kept working. Fang Zhenyu said, "Sister Bei, since that's the case, why not remove all the cloth so I can admire it properly?"
Zhang Bei didn't stop and said shyly, "Shanshan ate those steamed buns, they've sagged, they don't look good."
"How could that be? They're just a little soft, they feel very nice." Fang Zhenyu raised his hand to touch them.
"Don't move, you'll cut yourself." "Zhang Bei tried to stop him.
But Fang Zhenyu wouldn't stop. Not only did he touch her from above, but somehow he also touched her below, where she was already wet. So he intensified his attack. Zhang Bei finally finished her shaving, and she moaned as she told Li Fanghua to go out and keep watch. She then tore off her last shroud and took over from Li Fanghua to taste Fang Zhenyu's big sausage (that's what she called Fang Zhenyu's treasure). Of course, Fang Zhenyu's hands couldn't leave her three points.
Zhang Bei was experienced in lovemaking. When both of them had the most urgent need, she had Fang Zhenyu lie down, and she climbed on top of him, grasped his thick and long thing, and slowly enclosed it with her jade hole, then slowly rubbed it, murmuring comfortably, "So hot, so deep, so full." She believed that Li Fanghua couldn't respond because she was too impatient, so she tried to coax her. However, the coaxing only made her more aroused. While the coaxing was pleasurable, it couldn't compare to a man's fierce onslaught. She forcefully flipped Fang Zhenyu onto her, crying, "Good man, I give up, hurry up and do it!"
Fang Zhenyu had known Zhang Bei's intentions from the beginning, because Ning Yufang had used the same method on him before. But the more she tried, the longer he lasted, until he finally had to submit to her. Of course, in this somewhat unsafe place, he didn't want to tease Zhang Bei, so when she cried out, he launched a wild attack, until Zhang Bei, who had been trying to suppress her moans, finally let out a loud cry of pleasure.
After the encounter, Zhang Bei was speechless, only clinging tightly to Fang Zhenyu, burying her face in his chest. She only got up to tidy herself up after Fang Zhenyu called her. After seeing Fang Zhenyu off, she tightly gripped Li Fanghua's hand and said softly, "You're right, once you've experienced him, no one can forget him." With that, she slumped into a chair.
On the morning of Thursday, July 22, 1993, while Fang Zhenyu was at the city printing factory with Zhang Bei, Zhan Dajun was accompanying Zhang Hong and Wu Xuedong to inspect the construction site of the resettlement housing complex. Also with them were Fang Zhenyu's secretary, Shi Xiaoyan, and engineer Zhou Kaiqun. The construction site wasn't far from the Hongshi Village Committee, only about a kilometer, but because of the poor road conditions and heavy traffic, it took them nearly twenty minutes to walk there.
The construction site was a cacophony of machinery—winches, mixers, cutters—and workers bustled about, merely nodding and greeting them without stopping. "The atmosphere's good! How's the progress?" Zhan Dajun asked, stopping behind a small hill.
"Not bad. If funding isn't an issue, we can finish about ten days ahead of schedule," Wu Xuedong replied. Zhan
Dajun frowned slightly, but quickly composed herself, saying, "Our funding shouldn't be a problem; General Manager Fang is working hard to raise funds these past few days. I just don't know how things are at the Second Construction Company." She was actually reassuring Wu Xuedong; Fang Zhenyu had taken Deng Tingfang out of the city that morning, taking the opportunity to try and raise some funds. Their head office was currently out of money because the funds scheduled to be allocated by the city hadn't arrived yet.
After the last incident, Zhang Hong basically stopped dealing with economic matters and left everything to Wu Xuedong. Therefore, when Zhan Dajun and Wu Xuedong spoke, she remained silent, simply observing. With a woman's keen observation, she noticed something amiss in Zhan Dajun's expression, but she didn't say anything immediately.
"That's great," Wu Xuedong said. This residential building construction was his first major achievement, and he planned to propose to Ning Yuzhi after completing the project, so he was very focused on it. Of course, this was only one reason; his sense of responsibility was also very strong.
"The quality of the project cannot be relaxed. Building a building is a long-term project, and we can't afford the slightest negligence," Zhan Dajun said. After following Fang Zhenyu for several months, she had changed a lot; she had become more composed and meticulous, and could be said to have matured considerably.
“Of course, that’s something I’ve repeatedly emphasized to the Second Construction Company,” Wu Xuedong said. Then, with a flourish like a general, he said, “Let’s go, let’s go check it out.”
Seeing his gesture, Zhan Dajun laughed and said, “I hope the district head not only learns General Manager Fang’s gesture, but also his way of thinking, his working methods, and more importantly, his character.”
Wu Xuedong was taken aback. After thinking about it carefully, he realized that he had unconsciously learned this gesture from Fang Zhenyu after being with him. He couldn’t help but ask, “How do you know you learned it from General Manager Fang?” Zhan
Dajun smiled and said, “Because there’s a bit of General Manager Fang’s spirit in it, but it’s still a little bit lacking.” After saying that, he quickly walked forward to catch up with Shi Xiaoyan and the others who were walking ahead.
“I will,” Wu Xuedong replied loudly, remembering his promise to Ning Yuzhi, and also took off to catch up.
Zhang Hong was faster; she caught up with Zhan Dajun first and smiled, "Deputy General Manager Zhan, you seem to know General Manager Fang quite well."
Zhan Dajun slowed his pace and said, "As partners, how can we do a good job if we don't understand each other? I heard that Secretary Zhang and District Chief Wu also know each other quite well." Zhang Hong was Chen Xiangdong's person; only three people in the head office knew this: Fang Zhenyu, Xu Xiangjun, and herself. Fang Zhenyu had specifically told her, also telling her who Xu Xiangjun was. Therefore, she was very grateful for Fang Zhenyu's trust and was usually quite disrespectful to Zhang Hong. Later, she learned about Zhang Hong and Wu Xuedong's relationship from Fang Zhenyu, which is why she seemed much more easygoing this time.
Zhang Hong blushed slightly but quickly recovered. She hadn't expected Zhan Dajun to also know about her relationship with Wu Xuedong; he obviously knew from Fang Zhenyu. This made her even more interested in the relationship between Zhan Dajun and Fang Zhenyu. She said, "You're right, but mutual understanding takes time. You and President Fang seem to understand each other perfectly, you don't need any adjustment period at all."
Zhan Dajun laughed, "Maybe it's because we're in business, and you're both officials."
Zhan Dajun's smile was beautiful, making Zhang Hong stunned. At the same time, it unlocked her heart, and she also laughed, "Perhaps we should say that you and President Fang are a match made in heaven."
This time it was Zhan Dajun's turn to blush. She said, "Secretary Zhang, you can't say things like that carelessly. If our singer Ning heard this, she'd kill me."
"What are you afraid of? Singer Ning is in the city, you're in this remote, impoverished place, how would she know?"
"You seem to know a lot about affairs." Zhan Dajun looked at Zhang Hong strangely, wondering why this woman was saying this. Although she had a close relationship with Fang Zhenyu, she had never thought of having an affair with him. Zhang Hong's words stirred a ripple in her heart.
Zhang Hong was stunned. She didn't know why she had said these things; for her and Zhan Dajun, it was like speaking too intimately with someone they barely knew. Just as she was wondering how to answer, Wu Xuedong caught up, and the three of them changed the subject. But Zhang Hong thought of what happened with Chen Xiangdong at the hotel, and how she knew Chen Xiangdong had lied to her, yet still had slept with him two or three times. She couldn't help but ask herself if she was particularly interested in having affairs.
Everything was normal at the construction site. Because this was a key project for the city, the Second Construction Company didn't dare to be careless and ensured good quality control. After Zhan Dajun and the others inspected the site, they returned to the Hongshi Village Committee. In Zhang Hong and Wu Xuedong's office, with no one else around, Zhang Hong cut to the chase: "Deputy General Manager Zhan, is there a problem with your funds?"
Zhan Dajun was taken aback. Seeing Zhang Hong's expression, he knew he couldn't hide it from them, and thinking it wasn't right to lie, he said, "There is a small problem, but General Manager Fang has already rushed back to the city to resolve it."
Wu Xuedong, however, was completely confused and asked, "What problem? Sister Hong, how do you know General Manager Fang and the others are having problems?"
Zhang Hong said, "How I know is irrelevant. The key is, what exactly is wrong with General Manager Fang?"
"The funds that the city should have allocated haven't arrived yet," Zhan Dajun said frankly.
"If it's from the city, it must be those people causing trouble again," Zhang Hong said with certainty, because their salaries had been the same last time, and she only found out after having someone investigate. Zhang Hong was right; those people were indeed up to something, but last time it was a small trick, this time a big one. That was because someone said Fang Zhenyu would soon be removed from office due to the sale of official positions, and the people in the Finance Bureau started to manipulate things.
Zhan Dajun didn't care about any of that. She trusted Fang Zhenyu's abilities and knew that with him back, there would be no problem. She said, "Don't worry, there's nothing that President Fang can't handle. Whoever dares to oppose us, whoever dares to go against the tide, let them wait and see."
Seeing Zhan Dajun's confident demeanor, Zhang and Wu also felt their confidence increase. They reached out and shook hands. Zhang Hong said, "Let's face the challenge together."
On the evening of Thursday, July 22, 1993, Fang Zhenyu returned home to the Fang family mansion. It was almost eleven o'clock, and no one was in the living room. Wang Peiying heard the noise and came out to see him. He said he had already eaten, so she ignored him. He went straight to his room and found Ning Yufang asleep. He kissed her before taking a shower. When he came out, Ning Yufang was awake and sitting on the bed looking at him. He went over and hugged her, saying apologetically, "I'm sorry I woke you up."
Ning Yufang hugged him tightly and said, "You're always like this, always making surprise visits. When did you get back?"
"I got back to the city this morning and just finished taking care of some business and having dinner."
"You must have drunk quite a bit again." Ning Yufang smelled the strong odor of alcohol on him.
"Yes, I can't not drink." Then he told his wife the purpose of his return. The funding issue was indeed caused by someone pulling strings; he already knew before going to the printing factory because Zhong Yuguang hadn't returned from his rural assignment, which is why Zhang Bei had gotten him there. He had been running errands at noon and in the afternoon, and after finishing, he had to eat with the people who had helped him, so he only just got home. As he spoke, his large hands began to grope his wife.
Ning Yufang enjoyed her husband's caresses, listening quietly. After listening, she said with heartache, "If I had known, I wouldn't have encouraged you to pursue such a grand career."
"It's too late to know now. Let's ignore him and have some fun first." Fang Zhenyu said, reaching to unbutton his wife's nightgown, which was revealing; she wasn't wearing anything underneath.
Ning Yufang stopped him, saying, "Let's go to my older sister's; my younger sister is there too."
"Oh? My younger sister has been discharged from the hospital?"
"Yes, since you promised her, you should comfort her properly." Ning Yufang sighed.
Fang Zhenyu didn't know why Ning Yufang sighed. It was her idea to have sex with Fang Yuqiong as well; she wouldn't sigh about it. So he didn't ask, saying, "Why don't I call them all up?" "You're
pushing your luck! You want three people to serve you at the same time? Can you handle it?" Ning Yufang laughed.
"How will I know if I don't try?" Fang Zhenyu said confidently.
Ning Yufang pulled his wicked hand away and sighed, "I really want to, but your son won't agree."
Fang Zhenyu gently stroked Ning Yufang's large belly and said apologetically, "I'm sorry to trouble you. I'll make it up to you properly after our son is born."
"Go quickly, otherwise she'll feel even more uncomfortable." Ning Yufang pushed Fang Zhenyu away.
Fang Zhenyu lovingly kissed his wife's face, covered her with the blanket, and then left. When he reached Ning Yufen's door, he heard voices inside. It turned out the two women were still awake. He couldn't help but eavesdrop outside, wanting to hear what they were saying.
Fang Yuqiong sighed, "I never imagined my words would come true. Now I can't even get married."
Ning Yufen said, "Although it's unfortunate, isn't it good to be like me? I share his love, I'm satisfied, and I don't have to bear too much family responsibility. Yufang is so generous, letting us share him. We'll work together to raise a son well, so he'll be like his father, a great man that every girl would love."
"You're right. From now on, I can fully assist his work and lighten his burden." "
So he'll have more energy to pluck this delicate flower of yours," Ning Yufen added.
"There's another one here!" The two women in the room giggled, clearly teasing each other's private parts.
Hearing this, Fang Zhenyu understood the reason for Ning Yufang's sigh. Lei Wubei's punch had been too heavy, causing Fang Yuqiong to lose her fertility. He was both grateful and heartbroken, and gently pushed open the door to go in. To make it easier for him to have an affair, Ning Yufen's door was often left unlocked.
"Zhenyu!"
"Big Brother!"
Perhaps the two women were engrossed in their conversation, for when Fang Zhenyu approached the bed, they both exclaimed in surprise.
Fang Zhenyu pounced on the bed, embracing the two beautiful bodies on either side, and laughed, "The flower thief is here."
The two women also wrapped their slender arms around Fang Zhenyu, pressing themselves close to him. Ning Yufen said, "He's a flower thief, not a flower picker." The three of them rolled around in a ball.
"When did you get back? Does Yufang know?" After a bit of playful fighting, Ning Yufen asked. Seeing that she still remembered Ning Yufang, it seemed she was still keeping her status as a concubine.
"Yes, I just came down from her place."
Ning Yufen touched Fang Zhenyu's already erect member and asked, "Didn't she give it to you?" She didn't ask Fang Zhenyu why he was back so late. She thought that a man as ambitious as Fang Zhenyu must have many things going on outside, and since she couldn't help him, why ask?
Fang Zhenyu smiled bitterly, "She wants her son, not me."
"Pathetic, jealous of your son." Ning Yufen also remembered that Ning Yufang was no longer suitable for making love.
Fang Yuqiong was shy. Although she had long since decided to give herself to Fang Zhenyu, she was still somewhat unnatural at the moment, especially with Ning Yufen present. But hearing Ning Yufen's words, she couldn't help but chuckle.
Ning Yufen laughed, "Little sister, I thought you'd become mute after the flower picker returned?"
This laugh eased Fang Yuqiong's shyness considerably, and she actually retorted, "Your second wife talks nonstop as soon as she sees her husband. How could I, the younger one, dare to utter a sound?" To comfort Fang Yuqiong about the pain caused by her infertility, Ning Yufen even told her about the intimate moments she and her sister had shared with Fang Zhenyu.
"Fine, you're already calling yourself the Third Madam before even entering the house! I'll make sure your husband divorces you!" Ning Yufen wasn't angry at all; instead, she playfully teased Fang Yuqiong.
Seeing their antics, Fang Zhenyu worried they'd gone too far and he wouldn't know who to be intimate with first. Fang Yuqiong laughed, "I don't care about you! I'll kiss the flower-picking tool of the flower-picking man first; I've been wanting to for so long!" Saying this, she began to grope Fang Zhenyu's genitals. She thought, "Ning Yufen can tell me those unspeakable things, so what's there to be ashamed of in front of her?" So she let loose.
At this moment, Fang Zhenyu also made his decision: to pluck Fang Yuqiong, this budding flower, first. He began to grope her body, quickly bringing her to moaning sounds. Suddenly, the lights came on, exposing the three of them, who had been shrouded in darkness, to the light. Fang Yuqiong hurriedly pulled the sheet over her chest and cried out, "Sister Fen, don't turn on the light."
Ning Yufen laughed, "You're about to become someone's third wife, what's there to be shy about? Let your husband see your delicate appearance before you're 'picked'."
"No."
"What, you don't dare?" Ning Yufen provoked. She stood in front of the bed with her arms crossed.
Fang Yuqiong couldn't stand the provocation, threw off the sheet, and said, "Who's afraid of who?" She was completely naked in front of the two of them, proudly thrusting out her breasts. It turned out that she had already taken off all her clothes.
"That's more like it." Ning Yufen also began to take off her nightgown. Like Ning Yufang, she was also wearing nothing underneath, so she quickly became like Fang Yuqiong.
Fang Zhenyu looked at the two beautiful bodies and exclaimed, "So beautiful." Then he said to Ning Yufen, "Fen, let me pluck this unopened flower of yours first, and then water this blooming flower of yours."
"You know how to talk." Ning Yufen responded and began to caress Fang Zhenyu's body. Seeing this, Fang Yuqiong naturally joined in.
Fang Zhenyu enjoyed the two women's service, his hands caressing their sensitive spots, and soon, the room was filled with the moans of the three of them. Fang Zhenyu pulled Fang Yuqiong, who was sucking and swallowing his treasure, and said, "Little sister, let your big brother taste your peach too." So, Fang Yuqiong turned her private parts towards him, and Ning Yufen kissed his long spear instead.
The warm tongue licked Fang Yuqiong's two tender labia, sometimes probing into the secret passage that no guest had ever been to before. Fang Yuqiong felt extremely stimulated, and her whole body became hot. Finally, she couldn't hold back anymore, and she lay down, crying out, "Brother, it hurts so much inside, quickly pluck this delicate flower from your little sister." Fang Zhenyu
also felt Fang Yuqiong's need, so he laid her down, knelt between her legs, raised his spear, and began to penetrate her. He sensed that this usually outspoken and bold girl seemed a little scared now, so he slowed down and comforted her, "Little sister, don't be afraid."
"Brother, I'm not afraid," Fang Yuqiong said, but then pleaded, "Brother, your thing is so thick and long, and mine is so small, so you have to go slower."
Ning Yufen, gently stroking Fang Yuqiong's breasts, which were hard and swollen from intense desire, laughed upon hearing this, "I really don't know how you dared to stand up and save that old woman that day, you're even afraid of such a small penis."
"I've never tried it before," Fang Yuqiong said coquettishly.
"Don't worry, for
a woman, that thing has to be long and big enough." As he spoke, Fang Zhenyu had already taken advantage of her unpreparedness, his army breaking through the barriers and advancing straight in, completely occupying the fortress. Only then did he kiss her delicate face and say, "Little sister, how does it feel?"
"It's inside?" Fang Yuqiong felt her body being filled with something warm, a little painful, but mostly a swollen and hot discomfort. She exclaimed in surprise and then described her feelings, "Big brother, although it doesn't hurt, it's not very fun either." She concluded.
"Really?" Fang Zhenyu didn't explain to her, but instead began to move rhythmically, faster and faster, more and more powerfully, ignoring her movements and cries until she reached her climax, her whole body trembling, her jade arms tightly wrapped around him. Only then did he stop, laughing, "Little sister, isn't it fun?"
"No, I was wrong, it's too much fun, brother, let's continue." Fang Yuqiong was willing to admit her mistake and recovered quickly; after only a few words, she was already asking again.
Fang Zhenyu naturally didn't object, continuing the most primal human activity. Ning Yufen, though also aroused, considered that it was Fang Yuqiong's first time and that she was used to it when she was with Yufang, so she guided Fang Yuqiong on how to please Fang Zhenyu and how to serve him, until the two of them simultaneously experienced the most beautiful human pleasure.
In the blissful daze, Fang Yuqiong didn't forget to express her gratitude to Ning Yufen: "Big sister, thank you!" she said weakly.
Ning Yufen was wiping Fang Zhenyu's sweat and cleaning his penis, which was stained with Fang Yuqiong's virgin blood and had become even thicker from vigorous exercise. Hearing this, she laughed, "Sisters, what's there to thank me for? Today is your first night. I won't have to wait like this anymore. Playing together is more exciting and fun. Besides, you should call me Second Sister, not Eldest Sister."
"Second Sister!" Fang Yuqiong was very grateful and readily complied, tightly holding Ning Yufen's hand, drifting off to sleep, murmuring erotic words.
"Look at you, making your little sister like this," Ning Yufen playfully pinched Fang Zhenyu's ear and pushed him away, saying, "Go wash up."
Fang Zhenyu got out of bed and walked to the bathroom, muttering, "You still want to become like that, don't you?"
Soon, Fang Zhenyu came out of the bathroom, flirted with Ning Yufen, and became excited again. So the two began their joyful game again. The two had played this game countless times, so their coordination was excellent. Understanding Fang Zhenyu's earlier efforts, Ning Yufen mostly took the initiative. Fang Zhenyu leisurely played with Ning Yufen's breasts, praising, "Sister, you're so beautiful!" "You're so
glib," Ning Yufen scolded playfully. "Who's your sister?"
"I just like calling you sister because you treat me like an older sister," Fang Zhenyu actually acted like a spoiled little brother, squeezing Ning Yufen's ample breasts. "
Sister it is then. Who told you to make me feel so good? I can't bear to part with my little brother. Having a brother like you, I must have done something terrible in my past life," Ning Yufen said with a double meaning. She truly loved this man who should have been her husband, but had become her brother-in-law.
Fang Yuqiong woke up during the most intense moment of Fang Ning and Ning Yufen's encounter and joined in, helping Ning Yufen just as Ning Yufen had helped her earlier. When the two reached their climax, she embraced them tightly, saying with boundless emotion, "Big brother, sister, we are so happy."
"The happy days are far from over. As long as we, husband and wife, work together, our lives will surely be even better," Ning Yufen said with anticipation, full of confidence in the man beside her, believing he would bring happiness to all of them, her "wives."
The three whispered sweet nothings, and the two women satisfied Fang Zhenyu's needs twice more before falling into a sweet sleep. At dawn, Fang Zhenyu returned to his bedroom. Ning Yufang was still fast asleep. He lay down beside her, holding her tightly. Ning Yufang woke up, kissed him, and said, "Satisfied?"
"Yes, thank you, wife," Fang Zhenyu said gratefully.
"Rest well, and thank me again later," Ning Yufang gently stroked Fang Zhenyu like a child, helping him fall asleep again.
On Tuesday, July 27, 1993, it was past nine o'clock when Fang Zhenyu finally returned to his office at the Dongfang Printing Factory. He was relieved to find only Tan Chunmei and Sun Shaomei inside; the others hadn't arrived yet. A meeting of the three printing factory leaders was scheduled for today there. The facilities were good, and almost all printing-related meetings were held there.
"I haven't had breakfast yet. Is there anything to eat?" Fang Zhenyu asked as he entered his office.
"I have two steamed buns here. Do you want some?" Sun Shaomei quickly replied.
"Anything is fine. Bring them in," Fang Zhenyu said.
Sun Shaomei took the buns inside, but then heard Tan Chunmei chuckle softly. Realizing something, she blushed and walked over to Fang Zhenyu, who had just hung up his coat, handing him the buns and saying, "Here you go."
Fang Zhenyu didn't take them. He looked at Sun Shaomei's still-blushing face, then his gaze shifted to her chest, and he laughed, "I thought it was those two?" He had only realized the other meaning behind Sun Shaomei's words after hearing Tan Chunmei's laughter.
Sun Shaomei was wearing a short-sleeved, tight-fitting t-shirt, which accentuated her already full breasts. Hearing Fang Zhenyu's words, she remembered how she had once lifted her shirt to let him admire that area, and her face flushed even more. She glared at him fiercely and snapped, "You dare?"
Fang Zhenyu chuckled and said, "I wouldn't dare." He didn't take the bun from her hand, but suddenly wrapped one arm around her slender waist and pulled up her t-shirt and bra together, revealing her two white, jade-like breasts, each adorned with a bright red nipple. Fang Zhenyu lightly licked the left one, then took a deep sip of the right one before releasing her, laughing, "Delicious, really delicious."
Sun Shaomei lowered her head shyly but didn't cry out. She felt a tingling sensation all over her body and almost lost her balance, so she braced herself against the desk and placed the bun on the table. After a while, she raised her head, gave Fang Zhenyu a flirtatious glare, puffed out her chest proudly, and said with an air of "What can you do to me if you eat me?" She muttered under her breath, "Greedy cat!" She straightened her clothes in front of him before leaving.
Watching Sun Shaomei's retreating figure, Fang Zhenyu felt utterly ridiculous. When had he become so lecherous? To actually flirt with such a pure young girl? But he didn't have time to dwell on it. He ate his steamed bun while reviewing the documents in his hand—the ones he was to present at the meeting.
At nine o'clock, everyone arrived. Sun Shaomei came in and called him to the meeting. Her expression was calm, but there was something more to her eyes when she looked at Fang Zhenyu. Fang Zhenyu was puzzled and didn't dwell on it. He went with her to the meeting room to begin this meeting that would decide the future of the printing industry in Linhai City and his own development in the printing industry.
The meeting materials had already been distributed to all leaders a few days prior, so Fang Zhenyu only gave a brief explanation before falling silent, wanting to carefully listen to the opinions of his subordinates. He had been conceiving this plan for a long time, only having it written down when he was intimate with Zhang Bei, and after careful revisions by himself, it was distributed to everyone.
"Let me speak first," a deputy director of the Dongfang No. 2 Factory suddenly stood up and said, "I haven't been in this family for long, but I know General Manager Fang's charisma and ability. I can't offer any suggestions, but I will resolutely implement everyone's decisions. That's all I have to say." He then sat down abruptly.
Everyone laughed, and Fang Zhenyu nodded. He knew this deputy factory director; he wasn't very educated, but he was appointed deputy director because of his loyalty to the factory and the support of all the employees. He was already struggling in his current position, and expecting him to offer better suggestions would be asking too much.
"Aren't we taking too big a step?" The usually fearless Hu Jun questioned, listing the unfavorable circumstances in Linhai City for their printing industry's development, and finally said, "Judging from these circumstances, we don't yet have the conditions to establish a listed company, so I reserve my opinion."
"I don't think so," Sun Shaomei glanced at Fang Zhenyu, blushing at this moment. "President Fang didn't say we should establish a listed company immediately, but rather that we should proceed in two steps. The first step is to monopolize the printing industry in Linhai, which I think is achievable." She also gave her reasons.
So, everyone expressed their opinions on Fang Zhenyu's proposal. After thorough discussion, the revised plan was approved in principle by raising hands. That is: within five to seven years, transform the current three factories into the Oriental Printing Group, in two phases. First, in the near future, establish the Oriental Printing Group, with the three factories operating independently but collectively, using a unified external name. The goal is to monopolize the printing industry in Linhai within two to three years and gradually expand to surrounding areas, further accumulating strength. In fact, they have already begun this step, but without a clear plan. Second, use the remaining time to package the group, expand its monopoly, create a well-known brand, achieve a certain level of recognition throughout the province and even the country, and then, at the appropriate time, fully launch the company into the market.
Fang Zhenyu concluded his speech by emphasizing that a group needs a strong leadership core, and those present are the core personnel. They must unite, think as one, and work together to fully leverage their core role and lead all workers bravely towards the established goals. Finally, he looked encouragingly at the first deputy factory director who stood up to speak, and sincerely said, "Our core personnel must strengthen their learning, maintain their advanced status in all aspects, not only not hold everyone back, but also keep up with everyone's pace. I believe that as long as we think diligently and work hard, our goal can be achieved, and we will definitely achieve it!"
The meeting room erupted in enthusiastic applause, especially from the deputy factory director, who clapped even more vigorously, and tears were faintly visible in his eyes. With such a visionary, innovative leader who fully trusts and cares for his subordinates, what undertaking couldn't be developed? Tan Chunmei clapped vigorously, thinking to herself. She and Chen Changlin beside her had both seen the deputy factory director's tears. They knew that after this incident, the deputy factory director had sold his life to Fang Zhenyu. Thinking deeper, weren't she the same as Chen Changlin and the others? Especially herself, she had not only sold her life, but also her body and soul. What was there to say about such a person? As long as it was willingly done, she would sell it.
The meeting ended, and everyone left with enthusiasm. Fang Zhenyu looked at Tan Chunmei, who was helping Sun Shaomei tidy up the meeting room, and said, "Chunmei, I have something to tell you. Come with me to get something to eat."
Tan Chunmei glanced at Sun Shaomei and smiled, "You just ate four big steamed buns, and you're already hungry?"
Sun Shaomei blushed, but bravely looked at Tan Chunmei and retorted, "Four buns aren't enough for a big guy like Mr. Fang, so he'll eat your fifth and sixth."
Fang Zhenyu laughed heartily, gave Tan Chunmei a meaningful look, and walked out. This time, Tan Chunmei also blushed, quickly put down what she was holding, and followed Fang Zhenyu out.

(Volume Two) Chapter Six Such a Reward

Chapter Six Such a Reward
Friday morning, July 30, 1993
In Jinhua Village, a group of people were busy tidying up and dismantling tents near the dilapidated houses of the Jinhua Village Committee. The port construction was progressing smoothly, and the place was already needed. Fang Zhenyu built a simple asbestos-roofed house in Hongshi Village and moved his headquarters there.
"I really hate to leave this place!" Zhan Dajun said, strapping her bags to her motorcycle, her words filled with nostalgia. Actually, there wasn't much to miss here. What she missed was that stormy night when Fang Zhenyu carried her out of the room and pressed himself against her. A significant portion of her bags contained Fang Zhenyu's belongings, including his underwear from the previous night, which he hadn't had time to wash.
"Yes!" Fang Zhenyu sighed. He didn't understand Zhan Dajun's nostalgia; he also had his own. It was the hardship they endured here. He believed that people need to be tempered in adversity; too much ease in life would dull one's spirit.
Zhan Dajun understood that Fang Zhenyu felt differently than he did, but he was already pleased that Fang Zhenyu agreed with him. He asked, "Mr. Fang, when are you leaving? I'll come pick you up later."
Fang Zhenyu's Jeep was at the repair shop, and he usually rode in other people's cars, so he replied, "Okay, but I can't say for sure when I'll leave. I want to discuss some things with Mr. Hong. Why don't you come over as soon as you get there? It'll be good for you to be there. I might be leaving Linhai for a few days in a couple of days, so I'll leave things here to you."
"Okay." Zhan Dajun didn't ask Fang Zhenyu what he was going to do in Linhai or how long he would be gone, and then drove off. She hoped to return soon and be with Fang Zhenyu. As
soon as Zhan Dajun left, Zhang Hong and Wu Xuedong arrived. "Mr. Fang, you wanted to see us?" Zhang Hong's beautiful eyes fell on Fang Zhenyu, appearing quite gentle.
“Yes,” Fang Zhenyu shook hands with the two men, saying, “There’s something I’d like to ask you two officials for help with.”
“What is it? Just tell us. We’re all family here, and we’ll definitely help if we can,” Zhang Hong said warmly, as if they were truly family.
“That’s wonderful! I haven’t thanked you for your great help last time!” Fang Zhenyu said. He was referring to the city’s delayed funding; thanks to Zhang and Wu’s reminder, he had grasped the root of the problem and resolved it quickly.
“We’re family, no need for formalities. Just tell us what you need,” Wu Xuedong added.
“It’s like this,” Fang Zhenyu explained. It turned out that after a period of hard work, construction of the starting wharf had begun in full swing, and all the staff from the Second Navigation Bureau had arrived. This had created a problem for their children’s schooling; some could be left with their parents, siblings, or friends, but most had to be brought along. The nearby schools could easily accommodate these students; the problem lay in the regulations of various schools that charged extra sponsorship fees to students whose household registration wasn't local. These fees ranged from a few hundred to over a thousand yuan, increasing the burden on the Second Navigation Bureau's employees. Fang Zhenyu had just told Zhan Dajun he wanted to discuss something with Hong Chaoqiang, but actually, Hong Chaoqiang wanted to discuss this matter with him.
"No problem, it's a small matter, we'll take care of it," Zhang Hong said.
"Actually, Mr. Hong and the others don't want to waive the sponsorship fees entirely, but rather to keep them as low as possible, and to make sure all schools pay the same amount," Fang Zhenyu said. He also understood that in today's society where nothing is possible without money, a complete waiver was impossible. "So, I asked you to come over and discuss with Mr. Hong how much to charge, and it's best not to put too much pressure on the schools; they're not having an easy time either."
"That's easy," Wu Xuedong said. He had felt Zhang Hong had agreed too quickly earlier, precisely because she had considered Fang Zhenyu's concerns. “Let’s go talk to General Manager Hong.”
Fang Zhenyu glanced at Wu Xuedong and led the way into the village. He sensed that his future brother-in-law had matured and was much more stable in handling matters.
The three arrived at Wang Shouye’s house, where Hong Chaoqiang was stationed, but it was quiet and empty. “General Manager Fang, Sister Hong, please sit down. I’ll go call them,” Wu Xuedong said.
Zhang Hong glanced at Fang Zhenyu. Of course, she wanted a chance to talk to him alone, but Fang Zhenyu said, “No need. They’re very busy. Let’s go to the construction site ourselves. Besides, I also want to see the progress of the dock project.” So the three headed towards the dock construction site.
The dock construction was in full swing, with workers constantly moving about. The three searched several places before finally finding Hong Chaoqiang, who was directing the construction. "It's truly a rare treat to have all three of you grace us with your presence!" Hong Chaoqiang said with a smile upon seeing them. He was an optimist.
"Of course, Secretary Zhang and the others brought you good news," Fang Zhenyu said, shaking Hong Chaoqiang's mud-covered hand without any hesitation.
"That's wonderful," Hong Chaoqiang said happily, but he was too shy to extend his hand to Zhang and Wu. Seeing this, Wu Xuedong extended his hand first, followed by Zhang Hong. With Fang Zhenyu setting such an example, wouldn't Zhang and Wu immediately follow suit? This deeply moved Hong Chaoqiang.
Fang Zhenyu asked, "How's it going?"
Hong Chaoqiang naturally knew Fang Zhenyu was asking about the project's progress, so he replied, "Very good. The geological conditions here are better than expected, so the construction speed has increased considerably. If nothing unexpected happens, finishing six months ahead of schedule shouldn't be a problem." He seemed very excited; after all, for such a large project, finishing on schedule was already quite good. To finish ahead of schedule would be extremely fortunate, as it would benefit both sides.
"That's great, thank you." Fang Zhenyu was also very excited. Finishing ahead of schedule meant less money spent, and they could start other work earlier. "Come on, let's find a place to discuss the children's matter with Secretary Zhang and the others."
The construction site was very noisy, and they had to raise their voices to speak. Where could they find a place? In the end, the group returned to Wang Shouye's house. The matter wasn't too big, and everyone was understanding, so they quickly reached an agreement: each child would pay a sponsorship fee of one hundred yuan per semester.
After the discussion, Hong Chaoqiang and the others happily returned to the construction site, while Fang Zhenyu and the others were also heading back to Hongshi Village. Just as he was about to leave, Fang Zhenyu heard Wang Juan calling him from inside, so he told the two of them to go ahead and turned back. Wang Juan was in her room, tidying up her things. Fang Zhenyu went in and asked, "Xiao Juan, is something the matter?"
"Nothing, I just haven't seen you, cousin-in-law, in a long time. I wanted to talk to you." Wang Juan looked at Fang Zhenyu with her bright eyes, appearing very affectionate.
"Oh, how were your studies last semester? Why haven't I seen Uncle Shouye and the others?" Fang Zhenyu didn't notice Wang Juan's gaze; he only realized it was almost lunchtime and Uncle Shouye and the others were still nowhere to be seen.
"Better than last semester."
"That's good. Learning more will make your work easier in the future." Fang Zhenyu sounded like he was back on a lecture platform, reprimanding a student.
“My dad went out to sea, and my mom went to the city to buy things. Cousin-in-law,” Wang Juan’s face suddenly turned red, and she asked, “Does the feeling of hugging Lawyer Deng feel the same as hugging my second cousin?”
Fang Zhenyu was startled, looking at Wang Juan’s flushed face, and asked, “You saw it all?”
“Yes.” That night, she had followed Fang Zhenyu there, and seeing that something was amiss, she deliberately hid to peek. Ever since Xu Xiangjun and her understanding of the word “waitress” that day, this young girl’s heart had been stirred. Seventeen years old is the age when one is most curious about matters between men and women.
“Don’t go around saying that. Lawyer Deng was unsteady, and I just helped her up.”
“But you also kissed her. Cousin-in-law, do all girls want men to hug them?” Wang Juan’s face turned even redder, and her breathing became rapid.
"Why do you say that?"
"Because I also want you to hug me and kiss me." Wang Juan walked up to Fang Zhenyu and said, "Or, I'll go out and tell people how intimate you are with Lawyer Deng." She actually used this to blackmail Fang Zhenyu into kissing and hugging her.
Fang Zhenyu was shocked. He wasn't afraid of what people would say, but he had to think about Deng Tingfang, so he had no choice but to hug Wang Juan and kiss her upturned pretty face. He felt the fullness and firmness of Wang Juan's breasts. He thought he would just give her a light kiss on the cheek, but Wang Juan hugged him tightly and turned to kiss his big mouth. The kiss was awkward but very passionate. Fang Zhenyu was so frightened that he quickly broke free from her embrace and ran away.
"Brother-in-law, I've tasted it. I want more in the future." Wang Juan's coquettish laughter came from behind. Once
outside, Fang Zhenyu, after recovering from his shock, found Zhan Dajun standing outside, holding a motorcycle, with a half-smile on his face. Before he could say anything, Zhan Dajun spoke up: "Let's go, it's almost dinner time. Rouge won't have a full stomach."
Fang Zhenyu wanted to explain, but couldn't find the words, so he took the car, started it, and drove off with Zhan Dajun. He felt that this time, his deputy general manager was holding him even tighter than before, her face pressed against his shoulder, and he heard her say, "Although she won't be full, she'll be a good snack. Of course, since she's a snack, there should be a variety of kinds." He understood what she meant; wasn't this like Ning Yufang, encouraging him to be a little more promiscuous? He was so startled that he almost lost control of the car.
On the evening of Monday, August 2, 1993,
Ning Yuzhi, after dinner at the Fang family mansion, seemed listless. Although her family had prepared a sumptuous dinner for her to welcome her back from her studies, she couldn't muster any energy. Her mother suspected she was sick or had travel discomfort and advised her to rest early. She didn't explain, said goodbye, and went back to her bedroom on the second floor.
The bedroom wasn't brightly lit, but two small, candle-shaped fairy lights cast a soft pink glow. If you looked closely, you could see two small double happiness symbols pasted on the headboard, creating a warm and romantic atmosphere. Ning Yuzhi closed the door and collapsed onto the bed, sobbing. After a long while, she got up, picked up a small photo frame from the bedside table, and whispered curses at the picture of herself with Fang Zhenyu: "Bad brother-in-law, stinky brother-in-law! You promised to deflower me after graduation, but I waited for over a year, almost masturbating every night. I didn't dare let anyone else have sex with me, afraid you'd really leave me, and I wouldn't get to taste your thick, long hot dog. But you broke your promise! I came back, and you ran off somewhere else!" If anyone heard this, they wouldn't believe that such lewd words came from a girl who had just turned nineteen.

It turned out that a year ago, Fang Zhenyu had made a promise with her: if she could remain a virgin until graduation, he would have sex with her; otherwise, he wouldn't touch her. So, upon returning home, she decorated this bedroom like a bridal chamber, hoping her beloved brother-in-law would give her her first experience of lovemaking. However, when she got home, she didn't see Fang Zhenyu and heard that he had gone to the provincial capital and wouldn't be back for several days. She truly regretted not contacting him beforehand and rushing back from her school in the provincial capital; otherwise, she would probably already be enjoying intimate moments with her beloved brother-in-law in a hotel in the provincial capital. She didn't even consider that even if Fang Zhenyu were home, he generally had a wife, and she had her mother and sister with her. Would he really come here to have sex with her?
Ning Yuzhi certainly wouldn't admit that she hadn't considered things carefully; she only resented Fang Zhenyu for breaking his promise. Her delicate hands gently caressed her breasts and vulva, her thoughts returning to a warm and romantic morning more than a year ago.
At that time, Ning Yuzhi was just over seventeen years old and had been studying at the provincial health school for over a year. One morning, while doing her internship elsewhere, she passed through Linhai and decided to go home. Wanting to surprise her family, she quietly opened the door and entered the house, only to hear her second sister and brother-in-law talking.
"Fang, since no one's home, give it to me one more time." It was her brother-in-law's pleasant voice.
Her sister's voice was gentle, but tinged with guilt: "No, Yu, you already took me three times last night. Your 'treasure' is so big and long, my place is almost swollen. The feeling was wonderful, but I'm too scared to do it again. If I go crazy with you one more time, I won't have to move."
"Ugh, I want more!" Her brother-in-law actually pleaded like a child.
"No." Her sister's voice was quite firm, but then softened, saying, "How about I give you a blowjob to help you relax?"
Ning Yuzhi was shocked. Although she was young and had never been with a man, she studied medicine and had extensive knowledge of sex. She knew that the thicker and longer a man's penis, the later he ejaculated, and the more pleasurable the woman's experience. Her second sister's husband had done it three times a night, and her second sister's vulva was almost swollen—wasn't that incredibly wonderful? Curiosity arose within her. She remembered the hole in their door and wondered if it was still there, so she decided to peek. After putting her things away, she tiptoed towards her second sister's room.
Whether it was luck or misfortune, the hole was still there. Ning Yuzhi saw Fang Zhenyu's thick, long penis throbbing in Ning Yufang's hand. Ning Yufang's mouth was sometimes licking the red head, sometimes inserting it into her throat, while Fang Zhenyu let out comfortable moans. Ning Yuzhi, who had never witnessed sexual intercourse, felt her heart flutter. Her hands lightly caressed her own nipples. Fortunately, she remembered she was peeping and didn't make a sound.
After a while, Ning Yufang said, "Yu, I'm sorry, I have to go to the troupe."
"It's alright, go ahead." Fang Zhenyu's voice sounded somewhat strained.
Ning Yuzhi quickly hid to the side, and after her second sister left, she went towards her second sister's room. At this moment, her clothes were disheveled, and her desire was burning intensely. She thought that she had admired her second sister's husband since childhood (at that time, she thought Fang Zhenyu was her eldest sister's husband; she didn't know why Fang Zhenyu had married her second sister, but as long as he married one of her sisters, she would be happy). Moreover, her second sister's husband was worthy of her admiration. When her family was in trouble, it was her second sister's husband who helped them through the difficulties and enabled them to live a good life. Now, her second sister's husband's sexual desire was not being satisfied, and he was feeling uncomfortable. Why couldn't she offer her virginity to relieve his discomfort? Besides, being able to gain her second sister's husband's love was also something to be happy about.
At that time, Fang Zhenyu was in the torment of desire, his eyes closed, stroking his penis. Ning Yuzhi kissed his red head, and he thought Ning Yufang hadn't left: "Fang, you're still here? Hurry up, we're going to be late." He groaned comfortably.
Ning Yuzhi was moved; how great this man was, suffering in his own pain yet still thinking of others. She held his warm member in one hand and gently stroked Fang Zhenyu's firm chest with the other, saying softly, "Brother-in-law, it's me, Fifth Sister." "
Fifth Sister?" Fang Zhenyu was greatly surprised, opening his eyes to find it was indeed Ning Yuzhi. He tried to push her away, but Ning Yuzhi tightly gripped his manhood.
"Brother-in-law, my sister is busy, I'll serve you." Ning Yuzhi smiled charmingly, her face full of spring.
"Fifth Sister, you can't do this."
"Why not? You're a man, I'm a woman, we're not father and daughter, brother and sister. Besides, I'm just giving you a blowjob to satisfy your physical needs. If you don't agree, I'll go out and shout that you're trying to rape me." Ning Yuzhi actually threatened him.
Seeing her disheveled clothes and half-exposed breasts, Fang Zhenyu worried that she might actually do it, so he had no choice but to give in. However, he still held back, saying, "You said it was just talk, not real."
Ning Yuzhi was happy to hear him agree. She thought to herself, "Isn't this just burying your head in the sand? When things get urgent, you won't be able to resist." She really understood men very well, but she overlooked Fang Zhenyu's will. She let go, revealing her increasingly mature body to Fang Zhenyu: "Brother-in-law, am I beautiful?"
"Beautiful," Fang Zhenyu replied. As Ning Yuzhi performed oral sex on him, he also caressed her body, playing with her still-developing buds, and finally, he kissed her most mysterious place.
Ning Yuzhi felt the long tongue licking her tender flesh, the large nose rubbing against her clitoris, making her whole body tingle with pleasure, both incredibly beautiful and incredibly painful. Her vagina felt like it was crawling with ants. Finally, she couldn't resist any longer. She released the jade stem, climbed onto Fang Zhenyu's body, and aimed her vagina at his hot treasure. "Brother-in-law, hurry up and do me!"
"No, we agreed on that. Besides, you're still young, still in school."
Fang Zhenyu refused to do it, and Ning Yuzhi had no choice but to give in: "Brother-in-law, when will you do me?"
"After you graduate, after you've mastered your skills, and you're still a virgin, I'll take you as my little lover," Fang Zhenyu said. He thought to himself, how could a girl as beautiful as Ning Yuzhi not have suitors? How could a girl with such a stirring heart like her resist a man's teasing?
"Pinky promise?"
"Pinky promise."
And so, the two made a pinky promise. After half an hour of effort, Ning Yuzhi finally brought Fang Zhenyu to orgasm, swallowing his thick, abundant semen completely. "Brother-in-law, was it beautiful?" she asked, moving her face close to Fang Zhenyu's.
"Beautiful!" Fang Zhenyu was deeply moved by her alluring demeanor, licking away the remaining semen from her lips before embracing and kissing her.
Just as Fang Zhenyu had predicted, many boys pursued Ning Yuzhi, and she had dated quite a few, even letting some of the potential boyfriends have their way with her. However, she felt none of them were as good as her brother-in-law, so she held firm to the final hurdle until today.
"Fifth Sister, are you alright?" Ning Yufen had somehow appeared beside Ning Yuzhi.
"Big sister, I'm fine."
Ning Yufen hugged her younger sister and caressed her breasts, saying, "Hmm, budding flowers, it's time someone came to pluck you."
Ning Yuzhi was extremely embarrassed and startled. She didn't bother to push her sister's hand away, but hurriedly asked, "Big sister, I didn't say anything, did I?"
Ning Yufen's face was serious as she said sternly, "You didn't say anything, but I know you're trying to steal your second sister's husband."
"Big sister, I didn't!" Ning Yuzhi was very anxious; she didn't know how her older sister knew.
"No?" Ning Yufen waved the photo of Fang Zhenyu and Ning Yuzhi in her hand, pointed to the candle-shaped lamp and the red double happiness symbol, and said, "Weren't you waiting for your brother-in-law to marry you? You can't even eat when he's not here."
Ning Yuzhi, her eldest sister having hit the nail on the head, knew she couldn't deny it and had to confess, "I just want to be his mistress." "
He's your brother-in-law! How can you do this to your sister?"
"But my second sister can't satisfy him, so why can't I share him?" Ning Yuzhi retorted.
"You know?"
Then, Ning Yuzhi revealed the agreement she had made with Fang Zhenyu.
Ning Yufen giggled and said, "No wonder, a bad aunt means a bad brother-in-law."
Ning Yuzhi then realized that her eldest sister wasn't really angry. Suddenly, she remembered that her eldest sister always talked about her brother-in-law, but never about her second brother-in-law. A thought flashed through her mind—could it be…? So she asked, "Eldest sister, is he my eldest brother-in-law or my second brother-in-law?"
Ning Yufen hugged her younger sister tightly and sighed, "Your brother-in-law isn't an ordinary person. So, I accept it. He's my second brother-in-law, and also my eldest brother-in-law, and he could even be my third, fourth, or fifth sister. Of course, you can like him, and you can do anything with him, but remember, you can't be jealous. Besides, he doesn't like people who aren't capable,
and women are no exception. So, if you want to win him over and keep his love, you can't indulge in lust." Ning Yuzhi was both surprised and delighted. All five of her sisters had fallen in love with the same person, and all of them could sleep with him. Of course, it was because he was capable, and she could now openly let this womanizer pluck her, this budding flower. She said, "Big sister, don't worry, I won't. I only want him to do it once."
Ning Yufen scoffed, "Only once? Is that possible? You haven't even let him steal it yet, and you're already guarding it for him. If you've tried it, how could you forget?"
"Big sister!" Ning Yuzhi blushed and hid in Ning Yufen's arms.
Monday evening, August 2, 1993, provincial capital.
After finishing his meal and shower, Fang Zhenyu was about to go out to chat with some friends when he suddenly remembered something. He hurriedly left and took a taxi to the provincial gymnasium. He had come to the provincial capital at the invitation of Director Zhan An of the Transportation Department to attend a feasibility study meeting on a highway. He had already been there all day yesterday, but last night he received a call from his wife saying that his aunt, Ning Yuwei, was playing in the finals of the provincial women's tennis open that night, and that he absolutely had to go and cheer her on. He had forgotten, and when he checked his watch, the match had already started. He could only do his best. Fortunately, his accommodation wasn't far from the gymnasium, and there was no traffic. There weren't many people watching the tennis match either. When he arrived at the court, only two games had been played.
The third set was about to begin. Fang Zhenyu sat down in a prominent spot at the front of the table, only to discover that Ning Yuwei had lost. He couldn't help but look towards the Linhai team, where Ning Yuwei was preparing to enter the court, but her mood was low. He made a victory sign and called out, "Fourth girl!"
Ning Yuwei heard the call, looked over, and saw Fang Zhenyu. Her eyes lit up, and her spirits seemed to rise. She didn't answer, but gave Fang Zhenyu the same sign and walked confidently towards the court. Ning Yuwei won this set, albeit somewhat reluctantly. However, she swept through the last two sets with unstoppable momentum, and the entire audience erupted in thunderous applause. Ning Yuwei ignored everyone else and ran to Fang Zhenyu, throwing herself into his arms and crying excitedly, "Brother-in-law, I won! We won!"
Fang Zhenyu gently pushed her away a little and said softly, "Yes, you won. We won. Go back to the team. Don't let people laugh at us."
Ning Yuwei left Fang Zhenyu's embrace but didn't let go of his hand. She led him to the Linhai team's area and introduced him to the team leader and players, saying, "This is one of our team's sponsors, my brother-in-law, Mr. Fang Zhenyu, Chairman and General Manager of Linhai Port Development and Investment Corporation."
Everyone applauded. The team leader, a woman a few years older than Ning Yuwei named Long Jie, came up and shook Fang Zhenyu's hand, saying gratefully, "Mr. Fang, thank you." She held on for a long time.
Fang Zhenyu said, "We're all from Linhai, so it's only right that we contribute to Linhai's sports."
Long Jie smiled and said, "Not only effort, but also spirit. I saw it; before you came, Xiaowei had no chance of winning, but after you arrived, it was different—she won three games in a row."
"That's not true! Teacher, didn't you say we should not be arrogant in victory or discouraged in defeat? I did exactly what you said." Ning Yuwei didn't want anyone to know how important Fang Zhenyu was to her.
"Okay, that's enough. Go and receive your award." Long Jie then let go of Fang Zhenyu's hand.
After the award ceremony, Ning Yuwei calmed down. She distributed flowers to Fang Zhenyu and Long Jie, saying gratefully, "Thank you for your guidance, teacher, and thank you for your support, brother-in-law."
Fang Zhenyu smiled and said, "You're really two-faced." Then he asked Long Jie, "Teacher Long, are you alright?"
"I'm fine." Long Jie looked at Fang Zhenyu, wondering what he meant.
Fang Zhenyu laughed, "If everything's alright, just listen to my arrangements." He turned to the team members and said loudly, "Girls, go back and change your clothes. We're going for a late-night snack; it's on me tonight."
The girls all looked at their leader, each with anticipation. Long Jie glanced at her watch; it wasn't even ten o'clock yet. She laughed, "If someone's paying, why not go? Not only should we go, but we should go to a high-class place."
The girls cheered and surrounded Fang Zhenyu and Long Jie as they returned to their lodging. The two of them, holding bouquets of flowers, looked as joyful as if they were escorting a newlywed couple to their wedding hall, making Ning Yuwei feel a little awkward.
It didn't take long for the girls to change. Fang Zhenyu led them to the riverbank, rented a boat, and they sailed on the great river. The bright moon was rising, casting a hazy glow, the scenery enchanting. The girls ate, drank, sang, and danced, thoroughly enjoying themselves. After Fang Zhenyu and Long Jie sang a song and danced a dance, they drank tea in a corner, with Ning Yuwei keeping them company, undisturbed by anyone.
"President Fang, we'll need your strong support even more for future training," Long Jie said.
Fang Zhenyu was admiring the hazy beauty of the two women under the moonlight. Putting Ning Yuwei aside, Long Jie possessed not only feminine grace but also a strong spirit, and a hint of melancholy lurked beneath her gentle yet resolute face, making her incredibly endearing. Hearing this, he said, "That's only right. It's not just for the sports cause in Linhai, but also for my sister-in-law. Otherwise, her sisters won't let me off the hook." Fang Zhenyu said, glancing at Ning Yuwei. He knew that since they had won the championship, they would represent the province in the national competition, and although there was funding, it was far from enough.
Ning Yuwei's face flushed under Fang Zhenyu's gaze. She said, "Teacher, don't worry. My brother-in-law loves us sisters very much. How could he not sponsor us?"
Long Jie chuckled and said, "I'm relieved about the sponsorship, but there's something else I'm more worried about."
Fang Zhenyu sensed something, but Ning Yuwei was extremely surprised and asked, "Teacher, besides the funding, what else worries you more?"
"I'm worried about your mental fortitude." Long Jie glanced at Fang Zhenyu and continued, "Like just now, before Mr. Fang arrived, you played terribly. But as soon as he arrived, you were like a completely different person, showcasing your full potential. You don't want Mr. Fang to accompany you to the competition out of town, do you?" Ning Yuwei
's face turned bright red, thankfully hidden by the moonlight. She whispered, "Teacher, I won't do that again. I want to be as strong as you."
"Oh?" Fang Zhenyu looked at Long Jie, wondering how she could be so strong.
Ning Yuwei explained in a sorrowful tone, "Our teacher's husband just passed away. To avoid affecting our competition, she came to lead the team after handling the funeral arrangements."
"Teacher Long, you've sacrificed so much for the sports cause in Linhai," Fang Zhenyu said, admiring this strong woman.
"Actually, I'm not as great as you all imagine. His passing was perhaps a relief for both him and me," Long Jie sighed. "Let's not talk about it anymore; it's getting late, let's go back."
Fang Zhenyu wanted to ask why, but seeing she didn't want to continue, he gave up and called the boat owner to settle the bill.
"Teacher, can I ask for leave tonight and not return to the team?" Ning Yuwei suddenly asked Long Jie softly.
"Oh?" Long Jie looked at Ning Yuwei with a puzzled expression, then at Fang Zhenyu, without answering.
Ning Yuwei said to Fang Zhenyu, "Brother-in-law, you said you'd treat me to a cruise around the capital if I won the championship, does that still stand?"
"Of course, as long as your teacher doesn't object," Fang Zhenyu knew what Ning Yuwei was thinking.
Long Jie suddenly put her arm around Ning Yuwei's shoulder and said, "You're really not a good friend. Now that you have a brother-in-law, you don't want your teacher anymore. But never mind, go ahead, be careful."
Ning Yuwei felt that her teacher knew what she wanted to do and became shy. Suddenly, an idea popped into her mind, and she couldn't help but hug her teacher's waist tightly, saying, "Teacher, if you're worried, you're welcome to come with us. I'll go with you to accompany my brother-in-law on his trip. That way, I'll have both a teacher and a brother-in-law. Isn't that being a good friend?"
Ning Yuwei's words were very ambiguous, and even Fang Zhenyu felt embarrassed. Long Jie blushed and pushed Ning Yuwei away, saying, "Stop talking so much, go with your brother-in-law."
The group parted ways on the shore, watching Long Jie and the others leave by car. Fang Zhenyu said, "Four girls, where should we go?"
Ning Yuwei hugged Fang Zhenyu's waist from behind, leaning against his back, and whispered in his ear, "I don't want to go anywhere, I just want you to travel to Wushan and the Three Gorges."
Fang Zhenyu pulled her forward, letting her lie diagonally in his arms, staring intently at her, and asked, "Trying to be naughty?"
"Yes, do you dare?" Ning Yuwei lay in her beloved brother-in-law's arms, both shy and happy, her heart pounding.
"If you dare, what wouldn't I dare?" Even without his wife's tacit approval and encouragement, Fang Zhenyu wouldn't refuse such a beautiful woman throwing herself at him. He helped Ning Yuwei into a taxi and returned to his residence.
As soon as the door closed, Ning Yuwei eagerly threw herself into Fang Zhenyu's arms, offering a passionate kiss. After their lips parted, she breathed heavily and said affectionately, "Brother-in-law, I missed you so much!"
Fang Zhenyu pulled her to sit on the edge of the bed and said, "Fourth sister, don't you think you're a little foolish? With your looks, what kind of husband couldn't you find?"
Ning Yuwei clung to Fang Zhenyu, her delicate hands caressing his body, and said, "Yes, we sisters are all foolish. Who told us that you're the only good man around us? You know, husbands are easy to find, but good men and good lovers are hard to find."
Fang Zhenyu laughed, "I didn't expect you to be so wanton." His large hands unceremoniously undressed Ning Yuwei and caressed her body.
“I’ll only be wanton in front of you, brother-in-law,” Ning Yuwei replied with a seductive smile, responding passionately. Soon, the two were rolling around naked on the bed.
Fang Zhenyu grasped Ning Yuwei’s firm, high breasts and praised, “Fourth sister, these two buns of yours seem much bigger than when I held you last time.”
Ning Yuwei giggled, playing with Fang Zhenyu’s hard penis, and said, “They are a little bigger. Brother-in-law, you’re so naughty! I thought you were so proper. So you deliberately took advantage of me that night. But it’s good, letting you take advantage of me makes my buns ferment even better.”
“In front of you wanton women, I can’t help but be naughty,” Fang Zhenyu laughed smugly, unleashing his skillful teasing, releasing all of Ning Yuwei’s desire before gently taking over her unexplored territory, guiding her in various movements. Ning Yuwei exercised regularly and had excellent flexibility, performing many movements more skillfully than the other women. This delighted him, so he guided her to create new movements, pushing her to the limit, allowing them to reach the peak of pleasure together.
Afterwards, looking at the patches of blood, Ning Yuwei felt a little shy, but her heart was filled with even more happiness. She nestled against Fang Zhenyu's chest and said emotionally, "Good brother-in-law, you are so great. No wonder my two sisters aren't jealous. Because you bring happiness to us sisters."
"I will do everything I can to make you all truly happy," Fang Zhenyu said, also moved. He gently caressed Ning Yuwei's slightly swollen vulva, which was slightly swollen from the exertion.
Ning Yuwei was too weak to move and, after saying a few words, became somewhat dazed. Just then, the doorbell rang. Who could it be? Fang Zhenyu was greatly surprised. He tidied himself up, covered Ning Yuwei with the sheet, gave her a few instructions, and then put on his pajamas to open the door. "It's you?" he exclaimed. Standing outside the door was Long Jie, whom he had recently broken up with.
"What, are you afraid to let me in?" Long Jie smiled ambiguously.
It was too late to hide it now; he could only try to salvage the situation. Fang Zhenyu steeled himself and, while ushering her in, said, "What's there to be afraid of? Please."
Long Jie went in, and only Ning Yuwei's long hair was visible on the bed; it was impossible to tell who she was. Long Jie said firmly, "Yuwei, your teacher is here, aren't you going to greet her?"
Ning Yuwei had already woken up when she heard Long Jie's voice. Hearing this, she could only sit up, the sheet wrapped around her chest, and shyly lowered her head, calling out, "Teacher."
"Yuwei, weren't you going to go sightseeing in the provincial capital with your brother-in-law? How did you end up in Mr. Fang's bed?" Long Jie came to the bedside and, before Ning Yuwei could speak, placed some things on the bedside table, saying, "I was worried you weren't prepared, in case you get pregnant and can't train. These are for afterward." "
Teacher!" Ning Yuwei was both grateful and shy, saying, "I didn't think there was anything fun in the provincial capital, so I let him go to Wushan and the Three Gorges."
"Is that so?" Long Jie looked at Fang Zhenyu, as if talking to herself, saying, "Wushan has twelve peaks, the Three Gorges has three gorges, but I only saw two peaks and one gorge."
Fang Zhenyu closed the door and came in, having listened to their conversation. He now realized that Long Jie actually had feelings for him, but he didn't know why this woman who had just lost her husband would act this way. But now was not the time to think about that; the real issue was how to keep her from telling anyone. He stepped forward to Long Jie's side and said, "Teacher Long, travel takes time. You have to take your time to enjoy it. Look, there are two more mountain peaks and a canyon now, aren't there?" He stretched out his arms and wrapped them around Long Jie's waist.
"Ah, you can't..." Long Jie cried out softly, but didn't struggle.
"Why can't I? Otherwise, what are you doing here?" Fang Zhenyu not only didn't let go, but instead climbed onto her breasts and began to knead them.
Long Jie groaned, "I just heard from Yuwei that I could go traveling with her and her brother-in-law. I wanted to see if it was true." "
Of course it's true." Fang Zhenyu now fully understood Long Jie's needs. Without hesitation, he undressed her while saying, "You come with me to travel first, and then we'll play." After undressing her, he carried her to the bathroom.
The bathroom light was much brighter than outside, and Long Jie's beautiful body was fully exposed to Fang Zhenyu: snow-white skin, towering peaks, dense forests, and deep valleys—truly a wonderful place to enjoy herself. He couldn't help but praise her as he filled the tub. After filling it, he carried her into the bath.
Long Jie remained silent, her eyes tightly closed, her face flushed, letting Fang Zhenyu do as he pleased. Only after she was submerged did she open her eyes and look at Fang Zhenyu, saying with a hint of resentment, "Do you think it's too lewd of me to seek out other men while my husband's body is still warm?"
Fang Zhenyu remembered her words that her husband's death was a relief for both of them, and sincerely said, "Of course not. I know you have your difficulties. If there's anything I can do to help you, I'd be happy to." His hands didn't stop, caressing Long Jie's upper body.
Long Jie enjoyed it and reciprocated, briefly explaining her relationship with her husband. It turned out that she and her husband hadn't truly been in a relationship before marriage. Her husband was a renowned athlete in the province who retired due to a training injury. As a newly debuted athlete and a young woman in the throes of first love, she naturally admired him and visited him several times. Unexpectedly, the media sensationalized the story, claiming she had fallen in love with him, and even her superiors believed it. This put immense pressure on her, hindering her otherwise promising career. Ultimately, she began a relationship with him, pretending it was real, which only made things more complicated. The more time she spent with him, the less willing she was to marry him, so she delayed their marriage for several years. However, marriage proved to be an even greater tragedy; he was essentially only a source of sexual gratification and couldn't even satisfy her basic physical needs.
Fang Zhenyu felt deeply sympathetic upon hearing this. He dug his fingers into the opening and nibbled at her breast, saying, "Now it's alright, let me satisfy you properly."
Having vented her pent-up emotions, Long Jie relaxed and felt relieved. She touched Fang Zhenyu's still limp member and chuckled, "Like a boneless snake, how can it satisfy me? Or maybe I'm too old, not as young as Yuwei, and have no interest."
"How could that be?" Fang Zhenyu stood up and brought it to her lips, saying, "Love needs to be awakened. If you don't call it, how will it wake up?"
"Really?"
"Why don't you try and see?"
Long Jie hesitated. In the past, she wouldn't even let a man touch her, let alone kiss his genitals. But today, she had brought it upon herself, so she made up her mind and kissed him. At first, there was no reaction, but when she put it in her mouth, she noticed it moved, and it quickly filled her small mouth. She swallowed a few times before spitting it out, praising, "President Fang, you have such a generous endowment."
"Of course, otherwise how could you support your business? Come on, let's go outside, let me properly compensate you for what you've lost over the years."
"No, Yuwei is outside." The thought of facing Ning Yuwei made Long Jie a little shy.
"What are you afraid of? We're all in the same boat." Fang Zhenyu, without further ado, wrapped her delicate body in a bath towel and carried her out, placing her next to Ning Yuwei.
"Teacher, welcome." Ning Yuwei remained lying on the bed, though the sheet was loosely covering her, her body half-hidden. Seeing Long Jie fully covered, she couldn't help but laugh, "Teacher, we're all having an affair, why be shy?"
Of course, Long Jie was shy; how could she not be shy when it was an affair? But Fang Zhenyu didn't let her be shy for long. He threw away the bath towel and began using his superb flirting techniques on her. Before long, she was overwhelmed and cried out for Fang Zhenyu to come to her rescue. Fang Zhenyu, of course, didn't disappoint her, using skillful techniques and vigorous advances to bring her to a blissful state she had never reached before.
"Teacher, is it beautiful?" Ning Yuwei gently wiped away the stains from her lower body, playfully caressing them.
Long Jie, weak and powerless, could only accept it. At this moment, she had lost all dignity as a teacher, saying, "Yuwei, don't call me teacher. In front of him, call me Sister Jie."
"That's right. From now on, you two sisters must cooperate well. If you win the national championship, I will reward you handsomely." Fang Zhenyu, with his arms around both of them, was extremely pleased with himself.
"We will." The two girls' hands were tightly clasped together at Fang Zhenyu's groin, seemingly making a promise in unison to the treasure that brought them the greatest pleasure in their lives.
Soon, Fang Zhenyu was about to perform a second round. Long Jie gladly stepped forward, but Ning Yuwei, too badly injured, dared not compete and could only endure the discomfort. Ning Yuwei cheered for Long Jie from the sidelines, but she didn't complain, because she knew that with this beginning and her sister's tacit approval, they would have many more opportunities in the future.
Long Jie felt completely relaxed under Fang Zhenyu's full-force onslaught. When his abundant and powerful essence shot into her body twice, she secretly hoped that her wish would come true.
"Jie, you should go back." After a long while, Fang Zhenyu reminded her.
"No, I won't go." Long Jie hugged Fang Zhenyu tightly.
"Aren't you afraid your students will find out?"
"No, I'll just go back early tomorrow and say I came out to practice early."
"Okay." Fang Zhenyu stopped trying to persuade her, embraced the two women, and fell asleep with them.
Tuesday, August 3, 1993.
The work report meeting of the Linhai Municipal People's Congress was quite lively. As soon as the presenters finished speaking, people stood up to offer their opinions. As the chairman of the Standing Committee of the People's Congress, Zhong Yuguang was attending such a meeting for the first time. Of course, as a presenter, he had attended many more. Back then, he was the one being judged, feeling apprehensive; but today, he was judging others, feeling superior. The feeling was completely different.
This meeting was scheduled to last two days, listening to the work reports of the directors of six bureaus, including the Agriculture Bureau, the Economic and Trade Bureau, and the Transportation Bureau. Today's presenters were the directors of the Enterprise, Economic and Trade, and Forestry Bureaus. There wasn't much to say about the Forestry Bureau. Linhai itself didn't have many forest resources, and the Forestry Bureau's main task was afforestation. They had indeed made considerable achievements in securing international loans for afforestation and greening, so there was nothing more to say. Everyone's focus was on the Enterprise Bureau and the Economic and Trade Bureau.
Long Zhongxiang, the director of the Enterprise Bureau, was the first target of criticism. More than half a year had passed, and none of the enterprises under his bureau had changed; in fact, the situation was worse than before. Many workers were unemployed, and some even staged a sit-in protest at the municipal government. Luo Weisheng of the Economic and Trade Bureau wasn't spared either. Although the enterprises under his jurisdiction were in better shape than Long Zhongxiang's, and one of them, the Oriental Printing Factory, had turned from a loss-making enterprise into a major taxpayer and profit earner, he faced even more criticism and sharper remarks. This was because his enterprises were large, resulting in more laid-off workers. Both directors had been re-elected, so their responsibility was undeniable.
Zhong Yuguang and Chen Xiangdong sat on the platform, silent and expressionless. What they were thinking remained a mystery.
Another person who remained silent was Meng Jialiang, the director of the Transportation Bureau, sitting below the stage, but he hadn't missed a single word. A shrewd man, he had seen the importance the higher authorities placed on port development at the port access road groundbreaking ceremony, and thus placed his bets on Zhong Yuguang. Therefore, he prioritized the port access road construction project, and the project progressed remarkably quickly; in just over two months, it was almost fully completed, earning him repeated praise from Director Zhan of the Provincial Department. Tomorrow, he would also be one of those giving his performance review. How would everyone evaluate him? Listening closely, he realized that this review meeting had once again become a battleground between the municipal party secretary and the mayor.
Meng Jialiang had two reasons for this thought: First, although many people criticized Long Zhongxiang, they were downplaying the seriousness of the matter, while Luo Weisheng's state-owned enterprises, due to their deeply entrenched problems, shouldn't be subject to excessive criticism, yet the number of critics was much greater. Second, those who criticized Luo Weisheng targeted the Dongfang Printing Factory, claiming massive losses of state-owned assets and severe persecution of workers. It was clear to everyone that they were targeting Fang Zhenyu, and attacking Fang Zhenyu was tantamount to attacking Zhong Yuguang.
Listening to this, Meng Jialiang couldn't sit still. Now that he was on Zhong Yuguang's side, he had to keep it afloat and ensure its rapid progress. He didn't know who Luo Weisheng favored, but he knew he was a pragmatist. The reason the major enterprises under the Economic and Trade Bureau hadn't collapsed in recent years was thanks to Luo Weisheng's diligent efforts. If Luo Weisheng fell, Fang Zhenyu would struggle, thus affecting Zhong Yuguang. Moreover, he knew that if it was Luo Weisheng today, it could be him, Meng Jialiang, tomorrow. So, he stood up.
The Transportation Bureau wasn't the largest or most important bureau among the government departments, but it was a relatively wealthy unit. Many bureaus relied on them, so when Meng Jialiang stood up, many people automatically stopped talking. He cleared his throat and said, “I listened carefully to everyone’s remarks just now, and I found it strange. I don’t know how to run a business, but I at least know that a good company operates according to the law, pays taxes according to regulations, and pays its workers’ wages. As for how much wages workers should receive and who should be the deputy factory director, those are matters for the trade union and the workers’ congress to handle. If they can’t handle it, they can file an administrative lawsuit or appeal to the court. It shouldn’t be the people’s congress that’s in charge. We have many more important matters to attend to.” Meng Jialiang noticed that Zhong Yuguang was nodding repeatedly, so he continued, “Even if they were to handle it, they should organize a major law enforcement inspection and send people down to investigate before making any decisions, instead of talking irresponsibly about what they’ve heard or are saying. As for whether state-owned assets have been lost, I think Director Luo is the most qualified to speak on that. If you don’t believe Director Luo, you can ask the finance bureau to investigate.” After saying that, he sat down.
The meeting room fell silent. Luo Weisheng glanced gratefully at Meng Jialiang, took out a notebook from his bag, and said, "I'm not good at managing enterprises either. It was the Party Committee and the government that asked me to take this position, so I reluctantly accepted. As for whether the assets of Dongfang Printing Factory have been lost, Director Meng just said to let the facts speak for themselves. Below is the asset situation of Dongfang Printing Factory before and after the restructuring. Everyone can verify it after listening."
"Director Luo, these details are too trivial. I think we shouldn't talk about them here," a deputy mayor of the government said, noticing Chen Xiangdong's expression.
Chen Xiangdong also wanted to take the opportunity to speak, but Zhong Yuguang interrupted him: "No, let him continue."
Once the municipal party secretary spoke, no one dared to stop him, so everyone listened quietly.
So, Luo Weisheng began to speak. Obviously, he had anticipated that someone would harm Dongfang Printing Factory, and therefore prepared ample materials. He talked about the asset situation before the restructuring, the current total assets of the factory and the amount owned by the state, as well as the current wages of the workers. Finally, he said, "Just two days ago, they started paying off old debts accumulated over the years, as evidenced by President Li of the Industrial and Commercial Bank of China, who is present here. If this also constitutes a large-scale loss of state-owned assets, then everyone should vote to remove me from office." With that, he packed his things and left without looking back, ignoring even Chen Xiangdong's calls for him to return.
The meeting hall erupted in chaos, filled with murmurs, but no one dared to raise their voices. The morning meeting naturally could not continue. Zhong Yuguang gave a brief summary, reminding the Standing Committee members to maintain meeting discipline and not to spread the news from today's meeting, before adjourning the meeting.
Meng Jialiang left the meeting in the middle, but he still saw Zhong Yuguang's approving gaze and satisfied smile, as well as Chen Xiangdong's dark face.

(Volume Two) Chapter Seven: A Long and Arduous Road

Chapter Seven: A Long and Arduous Road
Sunday morning, August 8, 1993 Hongshi Village Committee
Since the head office moved to Hongshi Village Committee, the lives of the people at the head office have finally become a little more normal. The head office and the port area management committee each have a row of asbestos-roofed houses surrounding a small courtyard. Although it is not comfortable, it is much safer and cleaner. Moreover, there is water, electricity, and telephone here, and transportation and communication are much better than when they were at Jinhua Village Committee. At Fang Zhenyu's suggestion, cement was laid in the middle of the courtyard, and a basketball hoop was erected so that basketball and volleyball could be played. A television was also installed in the large conference room, making life much richer. Unfortunately, it is not so convenient to go swimming anymore, which makes everyone a little disappointed, because the young men can no longer see the beautiful figures of the girls in swimsuits, and Zhan Dajun and others have fewer opportunities to get close to Fang Zhenyu. Fortunately, when Fang Zhenyu was around, he couldn't resist the girls' encouragement and would go once or twice a week.
After lunch, Fang Zhenyu went to the city again, and Zhan Dajun stayed in his office. Among the port area management committee and the head office, Fang Zhenyu was the only one who occupied a room all to himself, which served as both his dormitory and office. Since the telephone was installed there, Zhan Dajun would stay there whenever Fang Zhenyu was away, even at night, which gave her many erotic dreams.
According to the schedule, there were two hours for lunch. Zhan Dajun closed the door, wanting to rest for a while and also wanting to smell Zhenyu's scent on her pillow. Lying down, she found that the scent was particularly strong today, and she couldn't fall asleep. She had the urge to masturbate, and when she turned to her side, she found a pair of underwear in the corner of the bed. She found it strange; she had just tidied up his clothes last night, so how could there be underwear here now? Since moving, she had been the one who washed, dried, and folded Fang Zhenyu's clothes for him. Fang Zhenyu initially refused, but Zhan Dajun had washed all the clothes on moving day, so once he started, he naturally followed suit. Xu Xiangjun tried to take over the job after discovering this, but her own clothes were a mess, so she couldn't compete with Zhan Dajun. Despite his tall stature, Zhan Dajun was quite meticulous in these tasks, arranging everything for Fang Zhenyu perfectly.
Zhan Dajun picked up the underwear; it was indeed Fang Zhenyu's, but it had a large stain and felt sticky to the touch. She was very familiar with every piece of Fang Zhenyu's clothing. At first, she didn't understand why there was such dirt, but as soon as she got closer, a slightly fishy, but even stronger, masculine scent filled her nose. She understood, and her face flushed.
"How could he have given up after only three or four days?" Zhan Dajun thought. She knew Fang Zhenyu hadn't been in the city for as long as before, and she hadn't noticed this before. Of course, that was after she started washing his clothes. Little did she know, last night was a special case. Last night after dinner, everyone went swimming again. It was the first time Zhan Dajun's hand had directly touched Fang Zhenyu's large penis, and she even started stroking it. That night, in her dream, Fang Zhenyu used her as his object of passion. If Zhan Dajun knew about this, she wouldn't know whether to feel ashamed or happy, regretful or blissful.
At first, Zhan Dajun thought it smelled fishy, but the more she smelled it, the better it smelled. She really wanted to keep it, smell it until work, and then wash it that night, but thinking it inappropriate, she put it in a bucket and took it to the washroom. When she got to the door, she bumped into Shi Xiaoyan. Shi Xiaoyan was also carrying a bucket. Seeing Zhan Dajun, she asked, "Deputy Zhan, aren't you resting? What are you washing?"
Zhan Dajun blushed. For some reason, she didn't feel anything when washing Fang Zhenyu's clothes with her own, but now, washing Fang Zhenyu's underwear separately felt strange. "Nothing," she said.
Shi Xiaoyan noticed Zhan Dajun's strange expression, so as soon as she entered the washroom, she snatched Zhan Dajun's bucket to look at it. Upon seeing it was a pair of men's underwear, she found it strange. Of course, she knew Zhan Dajun washed Fang Zhenyu's clothes, so what was so special about washing underwear? Didn't they wash them all the time? She picked it up and said, "It's just underwear, what's there to be embarrassed about? Hmm..." She also noticed something unusual about this pair of underwear and hurriedly asked, "What's on it?"
"Who knows," Zhan Dajun naturally wouldn't say. She noticed that Shi Xiaoyan was also washing her underwear, so she picked it up. It also had a large stain on it, and it was wet. Perhaps it was the repulsion between similar sexes, but she found it much more unpleasant than Fang Zhenyu's, so she laughed and said, "Xiaoyan, are you in heat?"
Shi Xiaoyan blushed when she heard Zhan Dajun's question, and at the same time, she understood what the stuff on Fang Zhenyu's underwear was. But how could she answer Zhan Dajun's question? She shared a room with Zhan Dajun. With Zhan Dajun not there, the room was her domain. At noon, as soon as she got into bed, she remembered her encounter with Fang Zhenyu the night before and became aroused. Her delicate hand gently caressed her private parts, imagining Fang Zhenyu caressing her. The sensation was incredibly pleasurable. However, just as she was enjoying herself, a sudden gush of fluid soaked her underwear.
Zhan Dajun, of course, knew nothing of the details. He placed Shi Xiaoyan's underwear next to Fang Zhenyu's and laughed, "If that's the case, then I don't have to go through all that trouble."
Shi Xiaoyan, of course, knew what Zhan Dajun meant and scoffed, "Who knows if you slept with him and that's why you used his underwear to wipe yourself?"
"Get lost, you're the one who slept with him," Zhan Dajun said. Seeing Shi Xiaoyan washing the two pairs of underwear together, he didn't bother to help and watched from the side.
Shi Xiaoyan lowered her head to wash clothes, her heart pounding wildly. This was the first time she had washed Fang Zhenyu's clothes, especially the underwear stained with his semen. A strange feeling welled up inside her. Without letting Zhan Dajun see her face, she asked, "Deputy Zhan, would you be willing to do it for him?"
"And you?" Zhan Dajun's heart pounded. Although she was often close to Fang Zhenyu, she had never considered this question. She knew Fang Zhenyu deeply loved Ning Yufang; a relationship between them was impossible. So why was she so close to him? Was it just ordinary colleague friendship? She could answer definitively: No!
Shi Xiaoyan turned around at this moment, their two flushed faces meeting. Everyone understood: both were willing. What to do? Fight over him? Don't forget, Fang Zhenyu wasn't a free man; neither of them had the right to do so. Shi Xiaoyan boldly said, "Deputy Zhan, I've decided to be his mistress. However, I don't object to you doing the same."
Zhan Dajun's heart fluttered, and he asked, "You really think so? Aren't you ashamed?"
"I am a little ashamed, but happiness is something you have to fight for. Who told me to fall in love with him?" Once she spoke openly, Shi Xiaoyan calmed down.
"Then why don't you try to find a way to make him dump Ning Yufang and marry him?" Zhan Dajun tentatively suggested.
"No, you can't do that, and neither can you." Shi Xiaoyan was extremely anxious and even lectured Zhan Dajun: "If you love someone, you should think about them. He has a happy and harmonious family, and his career also needs a stable family. If we love him, we shouldn't destroy his happiness. Love is about giving, not necessarily about complete possession. I'd be content if I could have his love for just one night."
Zhan Dajun hadn't expected the petite Shi Xiaoyan to have such a magnanimous heart. He admired her greatly, but felt that she was being somewhat self-deceptive. He said, "Won't you ruin his family by interfering like this?"
"How can I? I just want to satisfy his needs. Besides, who would know?"
"Wouldn't I find out?"
"Think about it yourself, would you tell anyone?"
"There are no secrets that stay hidden forever. What if Ning Yufang finds out?"
"Then I'll go to Ning Yufang's house and apologize, saying that I seduced him, it wasn't his fault. He's so outstanding, I don't think Ning Yufang would do anything to him."
"Sigh..." Hearing Shi Xiaoyan's words, Zhan Dajun couldn't help but sigh deeply. Although she thought Shi Xiaoyan was a bit foolish, what she said wasn't without merit, because wasn't that what she herself was thinking? She walked over, put her arms around Shi Xiaoyan's waist, and said, "Good sister, why are we so unlucky?"
Hearing this, Shi Xiaoyan naturally knew that Zhan Dajun shared the same thought. Having just finished washing her underwear, she turned around and hugged Zhan Dajun, saying, "There's nothing we can do. Good men are so rare these days. Besides, we're lucky we even have a chance to be with him. Sister, you're close to him, so you have to work hard! If he keeps drawing maps on the blankets, washing the blankets will be much harder than washing underwear."
Hearing Shi Xiaoyan's "drawing maps" analogy, Zhan Dajun imagined Fang Zhenyu's anti-aircraft guns shooting those things onto the blankets and couldn't help but laugh, saying, "Little sister, you have to work hard too."
"Oh, so you two are actually having homosexual relations here. Xiaoyan, tell me, did Vice-Commander Zhan force you?" a voice called out.
Zhan and Shi were startled and quickly separated, looking towards the voice, only to see Xu Xiangjun walk in with a strange smile on her face.
Upon seeing that it was Xu Xiangjun, Zhan Dajun felt relieved. Ever since he learned her identity, he understood her character. He scolded, "You're the one who's a lesbian!"
Shi Xiaoyan, unlike Zhan Dajun, didn't know Xu Xiangjun's background and was a little scared, but seeing Zhan Dajun's reaction, she calmed down and said, "There are so many men in the world, why would we be lesbians?"
Xu Xiangjun laughed, "There are many men, but good men are few, so some people are plotting to seduce other people's husbands."
"Sister Xiang, you?" Shi Xiaoyan exclaimed in surprise. This time, Zhan and Shi were truly frightened. Clearly, Xu Xiangjun had been eavesdropping for a long time and knew about their affair with Fang Zhenyu. This wasn't the same as homosexuality; if word got out, people would just laugh, and once they got married, naturally no one would believe it anymore. Xu Xiangjun's relationship with both Fang Zhenyu and Ning Yufang was so close; if she told Fang Zhenyu, it would be a good thing, but if she told Ning Yufang, wouldn't it cause chaos?
Xu Xiangjun burst into laughter, suddenly hugging the two women. "If you want me to keep quiet, just make me your sister too! But sisters, I don't want you discussing such confidential matters in a place where anyone can come in."
"Sister Xiang!" Zhan Dajun excitedly embraced Xu Xiangjun. She understood; she and Shi Xiaoyan weren't the only ones who liked Fang Zhenyu and wanted to be with him. Xu Xiangjun, and perhaps other women, were also involved. She had been too careless. This was a public place, and the men's restroom was next door. What if others overheard? She couldn't help but glance next door.
"Don't worry, I checked, no one's there." Xu Xiangjun understood Zhan Dajun's meaning. "Let's go, it's almost time for work. The best way to attract him is to do a good job for him; that's the best way to show your love."
Zhan Dajun checked her watch; it was indeed almost time for work. She knew Xu Xiangjun was right. She hugged the two women and said, "Let's all try our best," before leaving the restroom first. The two women naturally understood the double meaning of "try our best" and followed her out.
On the evening of Monday, August 9, 1993,
Tan Chunmei of the Dongfang Printing Factory spent nearly two hours writing furiously at her desk, finally drafting the framework for the future development of the Dongfang Printing Group. She took a nice bath and stepped out of her small, less than 30-square-meter apartment. She was one of the few people still living in the production area. Originally, when Ding Daliang was in power, he had arranged an apartment for her outside, and Fang Zhenyu showed her even more concern after taking office, but she declined all offers. Why should she live in such a spacious place when she lived alone? Besides, it wasn't as convenient for work as living outside.
In front of Tan Chunmei's house was a small lawn, surrounded by many flowers that she had carefully tended. It was autumn now, and the chrysanthemums were in full bloom. Standing on the lawn, one could faintly smell their fragrance. This was usually a good place for Tan Chunmei to relax and unwind, but tonight, her heart, like a surging tide, couldn't find peace; her mind was filled with countless thoughts.
This afternoon, Fang Zhenyu convened a joint meeting with middle and senior management from the three factories, along with employee representatives. At the meeting, he announced the decision to prepare for the establishment of Linhai Oriental Printing Group. This wasn't unexpected for Tan Chunmei, as it had already been discussed at a factory director meeting a few days earlier, where it was decided that Zhang Bei would draft the plan. Unexpectedly, Fang Zhenyu announced at the meeting that Tan Chunmei would be the head of the preparatory group and the general manager of the group, with Chen Changlin as the deputy general manager. Fang Zhenyu himself would serve as the advisor to the preparatory group and the chairman of the group. She tried to decline before and after the meeting, but couldn't. Not only did Fang Zhenyu refuse to retract his decision, but Chen Changlin and her colleagues also firmly supported her appointment.
She was deeply grateful for Fang Zhenyu's appreciation and her colleagues' trust, but she doubted her ability to shoulder this heavy responsibility. She had done a good job acquiring the tax bureau's printing factory, but that was mostly due to Fang Zhenyu's instructions; of course, she had also fully demonstrated her talents. She believed she still had some ability; two years ago, she would have agreed without hesitation. But now, having seen more of the world and witnessed significant societal changes, she worried she wouldn't be able to handle such a complex situation. Moreover, this company wasn't purely state-owned; most of it belonged to Fang Zhenyu personally—his entire fortune. If she ruined it, how could she face the man she admired?
Thinking of Fang Zhenyu, Tan Chunmei couldn't help but glance towards the factory manager's duty room. The light was still on; was he still awake? she wondered. She walked towards it unconsciously. She knew Fang Zhenyu was in the duty room. Since becoming the president of the port development and investment company, Fang Zhenyu hadn't been on duty. Tonight, Sun Shaomei was supposed to be on duty, but she had a family emergency and had asked for leave before the afternoon meeting ended. Many people could cover for Sun Shaomei, and people usually filled in for each other when someone had an emergency, but how could they compete with Fang Zhenyu? He said he hadn't been on duty for a long time and wanted to try it again, and who could stop him? He could only be deeply grateful for the boss's concern. Working the night shift would inevitably affect his family life, especially in such a sudden situation.
Tan Chunmei walked slowly along the cement path in the factory area. The machines in the adjacent workshop hummed, but there was little human noise. Occasionally, one or two people would come in or out to get materials, and they would greet Tan Chunmei with respectful whispers. The workers weren't surprised that she was in the office so late, as she often went there for work, sometimes working until dawn.
The office door wasn't closed, and the duty room door was only slightly ajar. Tan Chunmei gently pushed the door open and went in. Fang Zhenyu was writing something in his notebook, sometimes writing, sometimes lost in thought, completely unaware of Tan Chunmei's arrival. Tan Chunmei noticed his teacup was empty, so she went to refill it.
Tan Chunmei's movements finally startled Fang Zhenyu. He looked up, saw it was her, and said softly, "Still not asleep?"
"Can't sleep, what are you writing?" Tan Chunmei placed her teacup on the desk, but stood beside Fang Zhenyu, very close, already able to smell his pleasant scent.
"Nothing." Fang Zhenyu pushed his notebook forward and stretched.
Tan Chunmei trembled slightly, looked at the notebook, and saw: "Some Thoughts on the Highway Construction Plan." She couldn't help but feel a pang of heartache, saying, "You already have so much on your plate, and you're still worrying about other people's affairs. How can you manage? Don't exhaust yourself."
"That's why I wanted you to be the general manager, to help me share the burden," Fang Zhenyu said with a smile.
"I'm afraid I don't have the ability and will ruin your plans," Tan Chunmei said weakly, moving even closer to Fang Zhenyu.
Fang Zhenyu smelled the natural fragrance emanating from Tan Chunmei. The scent of a woman after a bath was so fresh and invigorating. He couldn't help but take a deep breath and said, "I believe you have the ability, and you also have the help of Changlin and the others, as well as my full support."
Tan Chunmei also saw Fang Zhenyu inhale, and of course knew what he was smelling. A feeling rarely seen in her stirred within her. She leaned back in Fang Zhenyu's chair and said, "A woman's abilities are ultimately limited, especially for a weak woman like me."
“Sometimes, a woman’s abilities surpass those of a man,” Fang Zhenyu said with emotion. “I trust my judgment; you are certainly capable of handling this position. Besides, you have me, your strong man, behind you.”
Tan Chunmei finally couldn’t control her emotions and collapsed into Fang Zhenyu’s arms, weakly saying, “I just wonder if this strong man can let this weak woman like me lean on him?”
“Chunmei!” Fang Zhenyu called softly with emotion, holding her slender waist, and said, “Are you really going to do what Yu Fang said so absurdly?”
Tan Chunmei was both ashamed and delighted. She didn’t understand how Fang Zhenyu knew what Yu Fang had told her, but she knew that Fang Zhenyu had accepted her. She whispered, “Yu Fang’s idea may be a bit absurd, but it’s the most practical thing for me. This drifting little boat of mine really, really wants a safe and reliable harbor to dock in.” She hugged Fang Zhenyu even tighter, as if afraid that he would push her away.
"Chunmei!" Fang Zhenyu called out affectionately again, kissing her beautiful face before embracing her and standing up, closing the door to the duty room.
This factory director's duty room was actually Fang Zhenyu's former office, containing his usual rest area. The two sat down on the bed, and Tan Chunmei nestled into Fang Zhenyu's arms again, moaning, "Zhenyu, love me well, you are the only man in my life."
Fang Zhenyu didn't speak, but answered with actions. He held Tan Chunmei tightly, kissing her delicate face, finally lingering on her lips, savoring her fragrance. For this beautiful woman who loved him so deeply and was willing to give everything for him, he could only express his love through actions. Before long, the two of them returned to the primitive era. Fang Zhenyu carried Tan Chunmei to the bedside and sat her down, while he stood under the bed and kissed her from her face down to her breasts. His lip prints were left on Tan Chunmei's snow-white and smooth skin. Of course, the focus was on her two high and firm breasts. Finally, he tried to dig out sweet water from the spring under the sparse grass.
Although Tan Chunmei was over thirty, she had no experience in this area and passively responded, her delicate hands gently caressing Fang Zhenyu's body. Fang Zhenyu's kisses made her feel hot all over, and were also very wonderful, as if they had unearthed her desires that had been dormant for many years. Especially when he kissed her private parts, she felt an empty discomfort amidst the comfort, as if she needed something to fill it. She finally lost her restraint and cried out, "Zhenyu, ah, good Zhenyu, love me!"
Fang Zhenyu understood what she meant by "love." He laid Tan Chunmei flat on the bed and pressed his whole body against hers, saying, "Chunmei, I'm going to give you a shot of adrenaline, so you'll have more confidence in yourself in the future." A hint of fear
flashed across Tan Chunmei's face, but she was amused by Fang Zhenyu's words. She hugged Fang Zhenyu tightly and said with a charming smile, "Go ahead and give it to me, but you have to be slow. I've never had one before, and your needle is so big."
"Don't worry, I'll make you feel that getting an injection is not only painless, but also very comfortable." Knowing that Tan Chunmei was still a virgin, Fang Zhenyu became even more excited. He kissed Tan Chunmei's upper body while slowly thrusting in and out, three steps forward and one step back, then one step back and three steps forward, until his "army" had finally conquered the entire fortress. He lay on top of Tan Chunmei and asked, "How is it? Doesn't it hurt?"
"All the way in?" Tan Chunmei asked in surprise. Actually, her question was unnecessary; her lower body was already pressed tightly against Fang Zhenyu's, with no gaps left inside. The place that had been painfully empty was now painfully full and hot.
"Of course, how does it feel?" Fang Zhenyu asked proudly. This was the first time he had spent so much time cultivating a virgin territory.
"A little bit of pain, but mostly discomfort." Tan Chunmei was completely at ease, ready to receive the wonderful feeling that Ning Yufang had described for a man to bring to a woman.
Fang Zhenyu withdrew a section and gently inserted it again. Tan Chunmei let out a soft "Oh!" and stopped, asking with concern, "Are you alright?"
"I'm fine!" Tan Chunmei beamed, seemingly truly experiencing pleasure.
Considering Tan Chunmei's advanced age and the fact that she was only recently deflowered, Fang Zhenyu was extremely careful. He didn't dare use too many tricks or make any overly wild movements, focusing mainly on normal actions. Of course, occasionally he would take actions that greatly aroused her, making her so happy she didn't know how to express it, so she would sing beautiful songs. Fang Zhenyu cherished her, using all his skills to bring her to the highest and most wonderful realm that a woman's body and soul could experience.
After a long while, Tan Chunmei finally came to her senses. She gently stroked Fang Zhenyu's treasure that brought her pleasure, her heart overflowing with happiness, and said, "Sister Yufang is right. Only when a woman becomes a complete woman can she truly experience the taste of happiness!"
"You even believe her crazy talk?" Fang Zhenyu continued to caress her beautiful breasts.
“Of course, because that’s my personal experience!” Tan Chunmei exclaimed. “Zhenyu, you must cherish her. She’s a rare gem in the world. She understands her husband’s hardships, overcomes a woman’s selfishness and narrow-mindedness, and satisfies him both spiritually and physically. How precious that is! I will find time to meet her, recognize her as my sister, and learn from her.” Clearly, she had already accepted herself as Fang Zhenyu’s concubine. Then, she asked shyly, “Zhenyu, do you know why I haven’t married and why I’m still a virgin?”
Fang Zhenyu, of course, didn’t know, but he smiled and said, “Because you’ve been waiting for me, waiting for me, the diligent pioneer, to cultivate your barren field that has been barren for so many years.”
"You're so vain." Tan Chunmei playfully pinched Fang Zhenyu's soft member, then sighed, "It's funny to think about, it's because of something that happened when I was little. Once, I saw the girl next door being raped. There was a lot of blood, and she cried for days. I thought that was so painful. Now that I think about it, that man's thing wasn't even half the size or half the length of your treasure. The reason that girl cried for so long was simply because she lost her virginity. This incident left a shadow in my heart, so when I'm dating, if a boy touches me..." "I got nervous, so I refused. Think about it, who would want a girl they can't touch? It really feels like fate, fate has given my life to the man I love most."
Tan Chunmei spoke with deep affection, and Fang Zhenyu felt both sad and moved. He hugged Tan Chunmei tightly and said, "Since it's fate that you've become my woman, you should take good care of yourself, maintain your beautiful face, and protect your lovely figure, so that I'll miss you when I don't see you and love you when I do." He gently pressed her private parts and said, "So that you'll always be so happy and so blissful!"
"I will," Tan Chunmei replied, "I want my man to feel that I'm a beautiful woman, a gentle woman, so that he can give me more joy and satisfaction." She nestled in Fang Zhenyu's arms like a kitten, showing boundless tenderness.
Fang Zhenyu sighed, "Chunmei, you're actually a good woman. Having you is truly a blessing from my past life. I should have cherished and loved you more, making your life less arduous, but instead, I've burdened you with so much work. You don't blame me for not being gentle and considerate, do you?"
"No," Tan Chunmei replied, "a good woman should be able to share her man's burdens. The most pathetic woman is one who's just a pretty face. I think neither Yufang nor I want to be that kind of woman. I will do my best in every task you assign me, sharing your burdens, so you have more time, more energy, and more strength to love me, love Yufang, and love every woman who deserves your love." Suddenly, Tan Chunmei was filled with confidence in her role as general manager. She teased Fang Zhenyu's throbbing member, saying, "Gentleness and consideration are achieved through this."
"Chunmei!" Fang Zhenyu was deeply moved, and once again rode on Tan Chunmei's beautiful body. This time, though gentler than before, it still left Tan Chunmei disoriented.
"Zhenyu, no wonder Sister Yufang said you're so amazing. A woman is incredibly lucky to have you," Tan Chunmei said contentedly.
After exchanging sweet nothings for a while, Fang Zhenyu said, "Chunmei, you should go back now. Otherwise, it'll be bright tomorrow morning, and you won't be able to get home in your pajamas."
"What's there to be afraid of? I often work until dawn too," Tan Chunmei
replied, reluctant to leave Fang Zhenyu. Seeing her like this, Fang Zhenyu didn't force her. He tidied up the conspicuous items in the room and then pulled Tan Chunmei into his arms. Nestled in his reassuring embrace, Tan Chunmei whispered, "Don't worry, do you know where the back door leads? There's a path behind the toilet that leads right to my place. I'll go back from there tomorrow morning." "
The Ho Chi Minh Path?"
"No, it's the secret love path." As Tan Chunmei spoke, she drifted off to sleep. This was the first time she had slept so soundly and sweetly, and in her dream, she called out Fang Zhenyu's name affectionately.
On the morning of Wednesday, August 11, 1993,
Ning Yuzhi from Xiajiang Village never imagined her promotion would be so rapid. In just two or three months, she had risen from a lowly village party secretary to the secretary of an office, skipping the level of office director (generally speaking, although the heads of the party committee and the government are at the same level, in practice, the secretary is often one level above the director). In fact, there were both accidental and inevitable factors involved. Ning Yuzhi knew the accidental factor was the death of the previous secretary of the Yanjiang office in a car accident. As for the inevitable factor, Ning Yuzhi didn't know, and even her superior, Zheng Bin, was somewhat surprised. He knew that Wu Xuedong and Ning Yuzhi wouldn't seek official positions through connections, so he could only attribute it to the good fortune of this engaged couple. However, appointing Ning Yuzhi as the secretary of the Yanjiang office was what he had hoped for.
Actually, Ning Yuzhi's promotion was largely related to Fang Zhenyu, although even Fang Zhenyu was unaware of this. Ning Yuzhi caught the eye of Zhong Yuguang because of several impressive achievements she had made in her own village and Jiangpo village. Zhong Yuguang knew, of course, that Ning Yuzhi was Fang Zhenyu's relative. During a conversation with Fang Zhenyu, Zhong Yuguang mentioned the city's development plans and expressed some concern about the development of the suburbs. Fang Zhenyu suggested he visit Ningjia Village and Jiangpo Village. Zhong Yuguang went, and there, agricultural restructuring and the cultivation of vegetables in suburban factory-style greenhouses were in full swing. Farmers were living prosperous lives, which broadened his horizons. He hadn't expected such a new world to exist right under his nose. This was understandable; although Zheng Bin had reported the achievements of Ningjia Village earlier, it had been secretly intercepted by some people with ulterior motives.
Zhong Yuguang had originally planned a covert visit, fearing that, like other inspections, someone would prepare in advance. After chatting with several farmers for a while, he was even more surprised to learn that these achievements were the work of a young woman. He immediately summoned Zheng Bin and Ning Yuzhi. When he saw Ning Yuzhi, he couldn't help but sigh that fate was too biased, concentrating all the beauties in the Ning family. He also secretly praised Fang Zhenyu for his good fortune with women all around him. Although he was also worried about him in this regard, as many people gossiped about him.
After listening to Zheng Bin's report, Zhong Yuguang was furious, but he didn't show it. Instead, he asked Ning Yuzhi about her future plans. He nodded repeatedly, because Ning Yuzhi's plans were pioneering and coincided with the development of Linhai City. Little did he know that most of what Ning Yuzhi said were preliminary ideas proposed by Fang Zhenyu, which Ning Yuzhi then elaborated on based on the actual situation.
After the vacancy of the secretary position at the Yanjiang Office became available, Zhong Yuguang hadn't yet considered using Ning Yuzhi, because promoting a cadre through exceptional means was extremely difficult, especially since Ning Yuzhi wasn't even a formal cadre. However, after Fang Yuqiong's incident, he realized that the Yanjiang Office was located in a crucial area of the Yanjiang development, and that future development along the river needed pioneering cadres like Ning Yuzhi. Therefore, he and Zhao Wenhua devised a clever plan, overcoming opposition, to promote Ning Yuzhi. Thus, the Yanjiang development became an inevitable factor in Ning Yuzhi's promotion.
Ning Yuzhi, of course, was unaware of these things. She didn't show much enthusiasm for the promotion; she felt her responsibilities were already heavy enough, and now, with even more burdens, she wasn't sure if she could handle it. She didn't refuse, but worked diligently, hoping not to disappoint her superiors. Today, she and Fang Yuqiong went to Xiajiang Village to address the villagers' living difficulties.
The two girls had met before, not only in Jiangpo Village but also at Fang Zhenyu's house, and were already quite familiar with each other. Therefore, upon meeting, they didn't exchange many pleasantries, simply nodding to each other before each leading their teams to Xiajiang Village.
Since the incident of assaulting a superior official, Lei Wubei's reputation as "Thunder God" in Xiajiang Village has spread far and wide. However, the villagers have actually become more submissive to him. With Lei Wubei dead, there's no one to lead any unrest, and the planning and surveying work proceeded very smoothly. Fang Yuqiong deserves much credit for this, as she strongly advocated not pursuing the matter. In truth, there was no way to pursue it; Lei Wubei, who assaulted the man, was already terrified. Who could you hold accountable? But Fang Yuqiong's statement in the village earned the respect of most villagers, and their emotions stabilized.
"Deputy Fang, are you talking about that small island in the river?" After walking a few hundred meters, Ning Yuzhi pointed to a small island of about a hundred acres in the middle of the river and asked.
"That's right," Fang Yuqiong replied, then said, "Sister Yuzhi, don't be so formal, just call me Yuqiong. We're family!" Since receiving Fang Zhenyu's care, Fang Yuqiong has not only become more beautiful, but also more quick-witted and mature in her dealings with others. She also shows greater concern for those around Fang Zhenyu. Moreover, with Ning Yufen's prompting, she had vaguely discerned Ning Yuzhi's feelings for Fang Zhenyu. Today's action was proposed to Ning Yuzhi by her.
Ning Yuzhi had certainly noticed the unusual relationship between Fang Yuqiong and Fang Zhenyu, but she didn't yet know the extent of it. Otherwise, given her prudent nature, she wouldn't have immediately come with Fang Yuqiong upon hearing about the idea of developing Xiajiang Village. She believed that anyone appreciated by Fang Zhenyu must possess extraordinary insight. Seeing Fang Yuqiong call her Sister Yuzhi, she went along with it, saying, "Yuqiong, tell me your thoughts."
This island in the middle of the river is located at the confluence of the Jinhua River and another smaller river called Xiaoxi River, surrounded by water on all sides, with one side deeper than the other. The other side of the island faces the soon-to-be-developed urban area. Fang Yuqiong pointed to the small island and said, "According to the plan, this island will still be preserved, but its area is too small to be used as a resort or anything like that. But it's such a pity to give it up like this, such a good location. I've been there; the land is very fertile, suitable for growing various fruit trees and crops. Therefore, I'm considering building an agricultural tourism park here."
At this moment, many villagers from Xiajiang Village came out to watch when they saw someone coming. Lei Xiaomin, who had blocked a punch for Fang Yuqiong, also came and said, "Deputy Director Fang is right. This island is indeed very suitable for growing fruit trees."
"Oh? Then why is it so desolate now?" Ning Yuzhi glanced back at the young man.
"That's Ghost Island. Who dares to go up there?" someone whispered nearby.
"Ghost Island?" Fang and Ning both heard it. Ning Yuzhi asked.
"What Ghost Island? That's all that dead ghost Qi Gong talking nonsense. Which of you has seen it?" Lei Xiaomin said with dissatisfaction. He was already dissatisfied with Lei Wubei and his gang, and after his grandmother was beaten, he hated them even more.
"What happened?" Fang Yuqiong asked, intrigued.
Lei Xiaomin seemed to admire Fang Yuqiong greatly, and seeing that it was her who asked, he began to speak at length: "People used to grow crops on this island. When the People's Liberation Army was suppressing bandits, they killed several pirates there. Later, Lei Wubei and the others said that there were ghosts up there. Coincidentally, some people drowned while working there, and the rumors became more and more terrifying. Actually, it was just because they went there during a flood that the accident happened."
"Would you dare to go?" Ning Yuzhi asked.
"Why wouldn't I dare? I often go there to hunt birds. There are so many birds up there. I also wanted to go up and plant some things, but Grandma wouldn't allow it, so I had to give up." "
Xiaomin, hunting birds is not right," Fang Yuqiong said with a smile.
"I won't hunt them anymore," Xiaomin said, blushing. Actually, Xiaomin wasn't young anymore, only a few years younger than Fang Yuqiong; he was just called Xiaomin by his nickname. Being stared at by such a beautiful girl like Fang Yuqiong made him a little embarrassed.
Ning Yuzhi continued, "Whose land is that island?"
"It belongs to the village."
"If we asked you to develop it, would you dare?" Ning Yuzhi also stared at Lei Xiaomin.
Xiaomin's face turned even redder, but he resolutely said, "I dare!" But he quickly added, "I'm just afraid Grandma won't agree." It seemed this young man was quite filial.
"We'll talk to Grandma." Ning Yuzhi glanced at the young men behind Xiaomin and asked, "What about you? Do you dare?"
The young men were initially a little shy, but quickly mustered their courage. One of them said, "If Xiaomin dares, why wouldn't we?"
"Good! With people like you in Xiajiang Village, we'll definitely become rich." Ning Yuzhi praised him and then said to Xiaomin, "Xiaomin, discuss with everyone what to plant on the island—things that are both beautiful and edible."
"What's the use of discussing it? We don't have the money to plant anything," someone whispered.
Fang Yuqiong looked at Xiaomin and encouraged him, saying, "Money is something people make. Rich people aren't born rich; they have to work hard." She thought of Fang Zhenyu; hadn't he started from scratch? So she called Lao Pei over and continued, "Xiaomin, ask Uncle Pei for the information. Get the plan sorted out first. We'll figure out the funding."
"Yes, Deputy Director Fang," Xiaomin replied excitedly.
Fang Yuqiong said gently, "Xiaomin, don't be so formal. Just call me Sister Qiong."
"Yes, Sister Qiong," Xiaomin said shyly, but still called her softly.
"Let's go see Grandma," Fang Yuqiong said, leading the way into the village.
In the village, they chatted with Xiaomin's grandmother along with several village officials. After much persuasion, it was only through Fang Yuqiong's gentle pleading that the grandmother agreed to let Xiaomin develop Ghost Island. On the way back, Fang Yuqiong sent Xiaoqiang and Lao Pei to Ning Yuzhi's car, driving herself and having Ning Yuzhi come with her. After they got to the point, she said, "Sister Yuzhi, it seems like the village cadres in Xiajiang Village need a change."
"Yes, I feel the same way. They're too conservative and too superstitious."
"Xiaomin is quite good; he can be given some experience."
"Yuqiong, you're not interested in him, are you?" Ning Yuzhi laughed.
"Do you think I'm a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl? Chasing after this kid? I see potential in him; he's got the makings."
Ning Yuzhi laughed; of course, she didn't believe Fang Yuqiong would be interested in Xiaomin; she was just joking. The two talked for a while longer about the riverside development. She asked, "Yuqiong, when did you learn to drive?" "
I just got my license. It's more convenient to drive myself."
"Don't fall over!"
"Don't worry, how could I dare? My brother would be heartbroken if you got hurt."
"He wouldn't!" Ning Yuzhi immediately realized she'd been tricked and scolded Fang Yuqiong, "You naughty Yuqiong, you're so mean! You're trying to trick me into talking like that, calling me 'my brother, my brother,' as if he were really your own brother."
Fang Yuqiong didn't hide anything, saying, "Closer than a real brother. You admit you still love my brother."
"So what if I love him? Is that even possible?" Ning Yuzhi said quietly.
"If you love someone, you have to fight for it."
"But he's Yufang's husband. Are you telling me to steal my brother's husband from my sister?"
"Who told you to steal someone else's husband? Does love stop just because he's not your husband?"
"You mean..." Ning Yuzhi suddenly remembered Fang Yuqiong's words about being closer than a real brother and asked, "So you succeeded?"
"I can't say, I can't say." Fang Yuqiong giggled and stopped talking.

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