[Urban] The New Five Golden Flowers (Complete Version) - 26

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(Volume 7) Chapter 4 Self-Inflicted Trauma

Chapter 4 Self-Inflicted Trauma
Thursday, November 30, 1995
Chen Chunyan of Zhenhua Company felt extremely satisfied, so Ye Peidong came down. She was still lying lazily on the bed. Due to the satisfaction of her desire, her delicate face and skin were pink, and dimples appeared on her cheeks. She was tall and not thin. Her pear-shaped breasts were firm and soft, and her nipples were dark red, neither too big nor too small. Her lower abdomen was flat and smooth. Her pubic hair was short, black and thick, but messy, covering her lower abdomen and between her thighs. Her vulva was high and protruding like a steamed bun. Her labia were dark red, and the vulva was red like a young girl's vulva. The vulva was wet.
Ye Peidong stood naked in front of the bed, forcefully pinching her breast, and laughed, "Chunyan, you're really getting more and more beautiful."
"That's because you've been so good at 'nurturing' me!" Chen Chunyan sat up, giving Ye Peidong a flirtatious wink, and asked, "Soon you'll have a beautiful bride, will you forget me?"
Ye Peidong sat on the edge of the bed, putting his arm around her slender waist, and said, "How could I? Although she's as beautiful as you, she has no passion in bed."
"She's never been with a man before, you'll have to work harder to cultivate her sexual interest." Chen Chunyan lasciviously stroked Ye Peidong's limp penis.
"What do you mean, 'never been with a man before'? I'm afraid I've lost count of how many I've been with." Ye Peidong angrily carried Chen Chunyan into the bathroom, ran water to bathe her, and forcefully kneaded Chen Chunyan's body, seemingly venting his dissatisfaction that Chen Bingbing was no longer a virgin. When he discovered that Chen Bingbing hadn't bled, he was extremely dissatisfied, but for the sake of his so-called career, he pretended not to care and treated Chen Bingbing exceptionally well.
Chen Chunyan sighed and said sympathetically, "You don't need to worry too much. These days, virgins among college students are extremely rare. As long as she's loyal to you in the future, that's enough. Do you want me to find a recent prostitute to deflower you as compensation? Anyway, a thousand or two yuan isn't too expensive to recapture that feeling of first love." She was completely devoted to Ye Peidong and was actually willing to do such a thing for him.
Ye Peidong was deeply moved, kissing her delicate face and caressing her private parts, saying, "No need. With you and her, I'm already satisfied. Outside is just an occasional thing." He knew his own capabilities and was very restrained in matters of sex.
Chen Chunyan's desire surged again. She lowered her head and began sucking on Ye Peidong's penis. Before long, Ye Peidong was aroused again, and the two engaged in another battle in the bathroom until they both reached climax.
After getting ready, the two went out into the office. Chen Chunyan said, "Even though you dislike that she's not a virgin, you still have to hold onto her tightly and find a way to give her maximum satisfaction. Have you noticed that the old man seems to be distancing himself from us?" Chen Chunyan wanted to control Chen Bingbing through sex. Little did she know that what Chen Bingbing received from Fang Zhenyu was even more wonderful than what Ye Peidong gave her.
"There are signs of that," Ye Peidong pondered for a moment and asked, "Is he impotent again?"
Chen Chunyan, of course, knew what Ye Peidong meant and said shyly, "No, in fact, he's even more capable."
Ye Peidong was speechless. The thought that his woman was going to sleep with another man made him uncomfortable. He forgot that Chen Chunyan should actually be Chen Xiangdong's woman. After thinking it over, he said, "How about we record you and him together? We can use that to blackmail him if necessary. What do you think?"
"No!" Chen Chunyan said resolutely. She wasn't a shallow woman; she knew that with such footage, not only would Chen Xiangdong be under Ye Peidong's control, but she herself wouldn't be able to escape either. Although she deeply loved Ye Peidong, she didn't want to become his sacrifice.
Seeing her resolute expression, Ye Peidong said, "Actually, I don't want anyone to see your beautiful body, but I have no other choice." After thinking for a moment, he added, "How about we try with a younger girl? Maybe he'll be more interested."
Chen Chunyan shook her head and said, "I don't know if he's genuinely good to me or just pretending. He really has no interest in other women." Chen Chunyan didn't fully understand Chen Xiangdong. It wasn't that he had no interest in other girls; after all, what man doesn't like young and beautiful women? Chen Xiangdong's abilities were limited, and only someone like Chen Chunyan, who always looked out for him, could give him the opportunity to display his prowess. This was also why he was infatuated with Chen Chunyan's body.
Ye Peidong was a little jealous and said, "I don't believe there are cats that don't eat fish. I'm going to find someone to test him!"
"Then you have to be careful. Don't let him know that you're the one testing him," Chen Chunyan said with concern.
"I know."
"By the way, what about Zhang Shupei's matter?" Chen Chunyan asked.
Mentioning Zhang Shupei ignited Ye Peidong's anger. He cursed, "That idiot! Don't pay any attention to him. He actually did that kind of thing. There are plenty of ways to make money. Why does he have to mess with Fang Zhenyu? Luckily, the contract for the Finance Building has already been signed, otherwise we would have lost a lot of money for nothing." Gan Shupei was under investigation for accepting kickbacks for introducing his younger brother, Zhang Shusheng, to the port to buy substandard cement.
“His brother is really stupid, dragging him into this,” Chen Chunyan said sympathetically. “But we still have to help him.”
“Why?” Ye Peidong was very puzzled; this man was no longer of any use to him.
“Because he knows about our relationship!”
“Pshaw! Who would believe such baseless rumors? Even if they did, there’s no evidence!” Ye Peidong said dismissively.
Chen Chunyan’s expression darkened. She loved him so much, yet he didn’t care about her at all. If their affair got out, Ye Peidong would be fine—at most, he’d get a reputation for being a womanizer—but how could she face anyone? She said, "You can't say that. Think about it, what would Chen Xiangdong's reaction be if he knew about our relationship?"
Ye Peidong was greatly surprised, thinking: He was indeed not as shrewd as this woman. Chen Xiangdong doted on Chen Chunyan so much; if he knew about their relationship, he would definitely be furious. In that case, not only would he lose a major backer, but he might even try to kill him. His expression changed drastically, and he hugged Chen Chunyan anxiously, saying, "You're so clever! So how can we help him?"
Chen Chunyan looked at Ye Peidong with a mixture of disdain and heartache, and said, "That depends on him..." "What can we do to help him? Given his situation, it's probably impossible to reinstate him. It would be better if we could find a way to keep his job. As for finances, if his family asks, we should try our best to meet their needs, of course, within a certain limit. If they're greedy, we should just refuse."
Ye Peidong kissed Chen Chunyan passionately, looking deeply affectionate, and said, "You're truly my virtuous wife."
Chen Chunyan suddenly felt a wave of embarrassment and pushed him away, saying, "Never mind, as long as you remember I exist, that's enough. Your virtuous wife might be arriving soon, so I should go." She then took her leave.
Ye Peidong was about to try and persuade her to stay when he heard a voice outside say that a woman surnamed Long had come on orders from Director Long of the Enterprise Bureau. He asked, "Long Zhongxiang sent his daughter to work here. What position do you think I should give her?"
Chen Chunyan giggled and said, "Whatever you want. If you can win over your future wife, I wouldn't mind giving her a concubine position." She then left. Even so, she encountered the young girl at the door and, seeing her youthful beauty, felt a pang of jealousy.
Tuesday, December 5, 1995, Zheng Bin's home.
Holding her son quietly, she hurried towards her apartment building against the cold wind. Although the weather had turned cold, her body and mind were still warm. She had just found satisfaction with Fang Zhenyu and received love that could ward off the even colder wind. She was only worried that her precious son would catch a cold, which was why she was rushing so fast.
At her husband's arrangement, Anjing, disregarding shame, had asked Fang Zhenyu for a sperm donation. She thought that after completing the task, she would have no further involvement with him. However, Fang Zhenyu not only provided her with the greatest sexual satisfaction, making her husband pale in comparison, but also gave her tremendous help in her career, enabling her to achieve great success. Now she was a leading figure in Linhai's education sector. Even without these benefits, Fang Zhenyu's personal charm strongly attracted her. This made her unable to control herself; even after having a son, she often thought of him and frequently found excuses to visit his home, to experience his unparalleled masculine prowess and listen to his guidance on her career development. The Ning sisters' tolerance, coupled with her husband's convenient assignment in another city, made her almost forget who her husband was.
Entering the house and turning on the light, Anjing froze. Her husband, Zheng Bin, was sitting on the sofa, looking at her intently, asking with concern, "You're back?"
Anjing felt a pang of panic, answered, and forced herself to remain calm, asking, "When did you get back? Have you eaten?"
Zheng Bin, however, acted as if nothing was wrong, calmly replying, "Yes, I ate. I came back from the provincial capital."
Anjing noticed the instant noodles on the coffee table and couldn't help but say, "How can you eat this? Let me get you some food."
"Really, no need. I ate in the provincial capital. This is just a late-night snack. Here, give me our son. Go take a good shower. I've already showered. Has our son showered?"
"Yes, he has." Anjing had no choice but to hand her son to Zheng Bin and then go get her clothes to shower. In the shower, Anjing washed her body, which Fang Zhenyu had kissed all over, while pondering how to explain it to her husband. Every time he came home, he would call the school or home, so he would definitely know she wasn't at school. So, so late at night, where could she tell him she'd been without arousing his suspicion?
Anjing didn't dare linger in the bathroom too long. Soon, she came out to the living room and saw Zheng Bin gazing intently at his son, his face filled with tenderness. The son lay in his bassinet, smiling sweetly. Anjing felt a little relieved; she had been genuinely worried he would take his anger out on their son. She fixed her hair, sat down next to Zheng Bin, and asked with concern, "What business did you go to the provincial capital for? Did you finish it?"
Zheng Bin turned around, put his arm around An Jing's slender waist, and said, "I went to set up a purified water project for Zhenyu's hometown, and it's done."
"Such a small thing, and you had to go personally? Don't overwork yourself."
Zheng Bin said seriously, "This is no small matter. For a village committee to introduce such a project, although it's not a big one, it's a good start. By the way, what about you? You're back so late, where did you go? You have work to do, but don't overwork yourself. You still need to take care of our son!"
Hearing her husband's concern for her, An Jing was very moved and felt even more sorry for him. She broke free from Zheng Bin's embrace, knelt on the ground, and buried her face in his thigh, sobbing softly.
Zheng Bin was alarmed. He lifted her head and anxiously asked, "Anjing, get up! What's wrong? What happened? Who bullied you?"
Anjing, her face streaked with tears, looked at her husband's weathered face and said guiltily, "Bin, I'm so sorry!" She had decided to tell her husband the truth, to give him the right to choose, even if he beat, scolded, or despised her because of it. She would accept it; it was better than keeping it to herself and suffering the torment of her conscience day and night. At the same time, it would be fairer to Zheng Bin.
"You haven't done anything wrong to me," Zheng Bin said firmly, pulling her up and holding her tightly in his arms.
"I... I can't forget Zhenyu, and I'm still often with him." After saying this, Anjing was filled with shame.
Zheng Bin remained silent for a long, long time before gently stroking An Jing's delicate face and slowly saying, "Actually, I anticipated this would happen when I asked you to go find him. After all, he's a very charming man. This isn't your fault, nor his. Who can blame you when you're so beautiful and he's so talented? It's normal for a handsome man and a beautiful woman to be attracted to each other. If anyone's to blame, it's myself for being too indecent and failing in my duties as a husband." His last words were filled with sadness.
"No, it's not your fault, it's not his fault! It's my fault, I'm promiscuous, I'm shameless!" An Jing cried out.
"An Jing, don't, don't be like this!" Zheng Bin hugged her tightly. He suddenly laughed and said, "Isn't this great? He gives me a son, and I give him a lover. He not only makes my wife happy but also ensures her career flourishes."
An Jing was stunned, stopping her crying. How could he laugh after something like this? Had he gone mad? She shook Zheng Bin's body anxiously, calling out, "Bin, what's wrong? Don't scare me!"
Zheng Bin stopped laughing, kissed An Jing, and said, "Don't worry, I'm not crazy, I'm telling the truth." He gently massaged An Jing's high breasts and said seriously, "Judging from Zhenyu's support for your career, he truly likes you and definitely doesn't just want to play with you. If you can find happiness with him, I can focus on my career without worry. While I was away, he took care of my wife and children. Now that I'm back, you should fulfill your duties as a wife."
"Bin!" An Jing's inner emotion was beyond words; she could only repay him with love. She kissed her husband's body and gently sucked on his penis.
Zheng Bin was also aroused. He carried his wife back to the room and immediately began his oral sex. An Jing was completely absorbed, and both of them forgot about Fang Zhenyu. They didn't know how much time had passed before they both reached the peak of pleasure.
Calming down from her climax, Anjing faced reality again. She gently stroked Zheng Bin's now limp penis and said, "Husband, you're still as great as ever. I can't be too selfish. If there are nice girls, you can be intimate with them too. I just want you to remember that this is your home, and your wife—if you still want me as your wife, I'm looking forward to your return. Just don't be like before."
"You'll always be my wife," Zheng Bin replied, caressing Anjing's breasts.
"Although I can't introduce Ning Yufang to you, I think I can find other girls. Want me to introduce you to one?" Anjing said earnestly. She thought, if Ning Yufang and the others could accept her, why couldn't she accept other women? She felt that only in this way could she be worthy of Zheng Bin.
"Do you think this is a business transaction? Even if it is, both parties have to be willing," Zheng Bin laughed. Hearing Anjing's words, he was also tempted. How many men aren't lustful? However, he found it strange. An Jing allowed herself to act recklessly outside because of Fang Zhenyu, so how could Fang Zhenyu hide it from Ning Yufang? So he asked, "You two often visit each other, and you even go to his house. Aren't you afraid Ning Yufang will find out? Even when Ning Yufang is away performing, there are so many people at his house. Doesn't she suspect anything?"
An Jing said shyly, "Yufang knows about this. When she's at home, we even..." She couldn't bring herself to say what they were doing together.
Zheng Bin understood, of course, and laughed, "So you've become like her, acting as a pimp for your husband." Recalling the image of one man and two women, his lust was stirred, and he asked with a smile, "If I brought someone back with me, would you be willing to serve me alongside her?"
An Jing replied, "If you have the ability, and she's willing, what am I afraid of? But it's agreed that no matter how many you bring back, I'll always be the eldest. Unless—unless she can give you a true descendant of the Zheng family."
"Xiao Lei is a true descendant of the Zheng family," Zheng Bin said, holding An Jing tightly, his tone leaving no room for doubt. Then he sighed, "I've had enough of those unbearably bitter medicines; I don't want to suffer like that again."
Anjing was deeply moved. She kissed her husband and said, "Let's take a shower, then bring our son back to sleep together, okay?"
Zheng Bin, of course, wouldn't refuse. Soon, the three of them fell asleep peacefully.
On Friday, December 8, 1995,
Tang Xiaolan walked down the dimly lit corridor, her thoughts unsettled. It was already past 2 a.m., and even though everyone who had worked overtime had left, she still wanted to go back to her office because she was about to leave this place that haunted her dreams. She was doing well at head office, but unexpectedly, Fang Zhenyu had put her in the warehousing company as a deputy general manager. Although it was a promotion out of nowhere, she wasn't happy at all, because although her position at head office wasn't high, there were things she cherished.
Arriving at the chairman's office, looking at the tightly closed door, Tang Xiaolan felt uneasy again. Was she really going to see him? This "him," of course, was her chairman, Fang Zhenyu. What Tang Xiaolan cherished wasn't the leisurely work and generous pay at head office, but the people there, and the wonderful time she had spent with Fang Zhenyu.
Tang Xiaolan hadn't been at the head office for long; she was a college graduate assigned there the previous year. After Shi Xiaoyan's promotion, she won the position through a competitive selection process, becoming Fang Zhenyu's secretary. Initially, she hesitated about taking the job, given the chairman's notorious reputation for being a womanizer, and she wasn't exactly an open-minded girl. However, once she actually took the position, she discovered that while the chairman was indeed womanizers, he was never vulgar. Sometimes he would tell her lighthearted jokes, but he never harassed her. In fact, those jokes made them get along very well, and they changed a lot about her reserved personality. What changed her the most, of course, was Fang Zhenyu's relationships with other women.
As Fang Zhenyu's secretary, she naturally knew a lot about him, including his relationships with several women. Because she often saw the girls emerge from the lounge with flushed faces after he and the others entered, and moreover, one of her duties was to take care of Fang Zhenyu's daily needs, frequently cleaning his room. Almost every morning, she would find some filth in Fang Zhenyu's room, even soiled sheets. But this didn't damage Fang Zhenyu's image in her eyes at all, because she knew that Fang Zhenyu loved those girls, and those girls loved Fang Zhenyu in return. There was only affection between them, no self-interest involved. This could be seen from the fact that Fang Zhenyu never exempted these girls from punishment for their transgressions because of their relationships with him, and these girls never became spoiled or arrogant because of it. On the contrary, these girls were all diligent and ambitious, each achieving remarkable results. She considered physical relationships arising from affection to be sacred.
Among these women, Tang Xiaolan admired Xu Xiangjun the most. She once asked Xu Xiangjun why they were able to achieve such good results. Xu Xiangjun said that Fang Zhenyu possessed a unique power; anyone who wanted to achieve something, upon receiving this power, would work even better. Tang Xiaolan thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out.
Gradually, Tang Xiaolan's thinking changed. She no longer considered premarital sex to be promiscuous. Every time she saw those girls walking out of the lounge with satisfied expressions, she wished it were her. Therefore, she worked even harder to attract Fang Zhenyu's attention. She was a diligent worker, meticulous, and thoughtful, so she handled the tasks Fang Zhenyu assigned her perfectly and creatively, earning Fang Zhenyu's favor and constant praise at meetings large and small. However, Tang Xiaolan's hopes were dashed; she didn't even receive a hint of approval.
Lost in thought, Tang Xiaolan entered the office. One more door down, and she would see Fang Zhenyu. He should be fast asleep, Tang Xiaolan noticed; no girl was with him today. "Is it because I didn't take the initiative that he doesn't want me anymore?" Tang Xiaolan finally made up her mind to ask Fang Zhenyu directly. She gritted her teeth and pushed open the door.
Pink lights illuminated the room, creating a romantic atmosphere. Tang Xiaolan glanced at the bed; Fang Zhenyu lay on his back, seemingly fast asleep. A charming smile played on his square face, exuding confidence. He wasn't covered by a blanket, his upper body bare, his chest muscular, his waist narrow, seemingly brimming with power ready to burst forth. He wore only a small pair of underwear, through which one could vaguely see his erection. Tang Xiaolan was captivated. She walked over, sat down on the edge of the bed, and gently stroked Fang Zhenyu's firm chest with her delicate hand.
Fang Zhenyu suddenly grabbed her delicate hand, opened his eyes, and looked at Tang Xiaolan with tender affection. He gently asked, "Xiaolan, why aren't you asleep yet?" He had known someone was there when Tang Xiaolan entered the office, but he hadn't recognized her. When the door to the break room opened, he finally saw her clearly in the light. Seeing that she had arrived so late, he knew what she was thinking. He closed his eyes, waiting for her. Although he didn't actively seduce girls, he didn't refuse those who came to him willingly.
Tang Xiaolan trembled, her body going limp against Fang Zhenyu's body. She murmured, "President Fang, why are you firing me? Is there something I did wrong? Point it out, and I'll correct it."
Fang Zhenyu gently stroked her back and said, "There's nothing you did wrong. It's precisely because you did well that I promoted you so you could gain experience." He noticed that although Tang Xiaolan was wearing a thick cotton nightgown, she wasn't wearing a bra underneath, and his touch revealed her smooth skin.
"I don't believe it. It must be because I haven't served you well enough that you don't want an ugly and useless woman like me by your side." Tang Xiaolan pressed her firm breasts against Fang Zhenyu, her rosy cheek gently rubbing against his cheek, and said softly, "But I really enjoy working by your side, and I hope you love me as much as you love Sister Xiang and the others!"
Fang Zhenyu kissed her delicate cheek and said, "Actually, you do your job very well, and you are very capable in all aspects, which is why I asked you to take charge of more important work. You've always been in charge of warehousing and understand the situation." " You're the most suitable person to take up that position."
Fang Zhenyu's caresses made Tang Xiaolan feel warm all over, a feeling of indescribable comfort. She felt her pajamas were hindering Fang Zhenyu's caresses, so she simply removed them, saying reluctantly, "But I really don't want to leave you."
Fang Zhenyu caressed her smooth, high breasts, kissing her cheek, and said, "You're so beautiful it's almost making my nose bleed! And you say you're ugly? Do you want all those ordinary beauties to find a block of tofu and smash their heads against it?"
Tang Xiaolan couldn't help but giggle at Fang Zhenyu's humor, and after laughing, she gave him a sweet kiss. The two rolled around on the bed, the remaining cloth covering their bodies flying to the floor. Tang Xiaolan's desire intensified with each roll. She pushed Fang Zhenyu away, panting, and said, "But you never seem to care about me."
"Beautiful women aren't for looking at, they're for loving," Fang Zhenyu replied. After sucking on Tang Xiaolan's firm breasts for a while, he turned and spread her legs, revealing a patch of snow-white flesh, high and prominent like a mountain, with a few sparse pubic hairs and thick labia. Tang Xiaolan's genitals were perfectly proportioned and small, like a relief sculpture. Her narrow labia were tightly closed, revealing a shallow slit, with a small, peanut-sized clitoris protruding from the center, bright red and delicate. That enchanting place looked like a snow-covered cave, misty and shrouded in a trickle of lustful fluid. Fang Zhenyu gently parted them with both hands, revealing a breathtaking view: the deep red vulva, like a delicate flower, fragrant and alluring, with a slight trickle of vaginal fluid, as white as snow, like a delicate flower after the rain. When he touched it, the vulva contracted in circles, tightly gripping Fang Zhenyu's fingers. As he thrust in and out, he felt it was tight, narrow, slippery, and warm—his entire finger melted!
Tang Xiaolan melted too. She writhed, moaning, welcoming Fang Zhenyu's lips and fingers, playing with the treasure she had never seen before. She couldn't take it anymore; she needed this terrifying thing to fill the emptiness within her. She thrust her hips forcefully, shouting loudly, "Give me your strange power!" She found it strange that at this moment, she could still recall Xu Xiangjun's words and understand their meaning.
Fang Zhenyu, of course, wouldn't disappoint her. He entered her gently, for his fingers told him that this beautiful woman was still an uncut gem, and he didn't want to hurt her with his roughness. However, Tang Xiaolan didn't seem to like this gentleness. She responded passionately, seeking the greatest possible pleasure. Fang Zhenyu had no choice but to grant her wish, leading her on a journey of passion, like a small boat adrift in a sea of desire, until they both plunged into a beautiful abyss.
Tang Xiaolan awoke from her wonderful illusion, showering Fang Zhenyu's face with kisses, two clear tears streaming from her beautiful eyes.
"Do you regret it?" Fang Zhenyu gently wiped away her tears.
"No, it's just too blissful. Now my whole body is full of strength. I can finally leave you and complete the task you gave me." Tang Xiaolan's words were filled with powerful confidence.
The two comforted each other for a while before getting up to tidy up. Seeing Fang Zhenyu throw the sheets, stained with blood, on the floor, Tang Xiaolan said shyly, "Tomorrow morning, I can finally clean myself up."
Fang Zhenyu, overjoyed, pulled her onto the bed and held her tightly as they fell asleep.
On Wednesday, December 13, 1995,
Sun Xiaomei, from Gurong School, sat on the riverbank under construction, gazing absently at the rushing river. Her thoughts, like the surging waters, were turbulent and unsettled, all because of the harmful Fang Zhenyu.
Last Saturday, Fang Zhenyu had dragged her out and given her a severe spanking. Her sister, Sun Shaomei, not only showed no sympathy but also scolded her, saying she "deserved it." This was because she lacked ambition. The principal of Gurong School had retired, and the district education bureau wanted her to become the principal, as did Xu Xiangjun, but she had refused. Fang Zhenyu had earnestly enlightened her, and of course, also given her a deeply unforgettable expression of love. Although the spanking hurt, she felt a strange, wonderful sensation in it, and even now, touching it stirred up a longing in her heart.
Just now, people from the district education bureau came to see her, and she finally agreed. She felt her sister was right; Fang Zhenyu liked accomplished women, and several she knew were exceptionally talented. Therefore, she not only wanted to be the principal, but also to be a good one, making Gu Rong School as famous as Xing Guang School.
"Xiao Mei, what are you thinking about?" a deep, resonant voice asked in her ear.
Hearing the voice, Sun Xiao Mei knew who it was, so without turning her head, she said, "Qi Cheng, tell me, how wonderful it would be if I had the power of a river!"
The man was also the director of studies at Gu Rong School, named Ma Qi Cheng, one of Sun Xiao Mei's suitors, and the most promising one at that. Hearing this, he replied, "Of course that would be great, but that's impossible. Why did you suddenly express such sentiments?"
"I feel that the burden on my shoulders is too heavy, and I feel the insignificance of my own strength."
"It's just two classes of Chinese language classes, how can it be too heavy?" Ma Qicheng was unaware that Sun Xiaomei was going to become the principal, so he said this.
Sun Xiaomei turned around, her beautiful eyes gazing at the man before her—not exactly handsome, but certainly quite robust—and said, "The higher-ups want me to be the principal of Gu Rong School."
"Really? That's wonderful!" Ma Qicheng was overjoyed. Although Sun Xiaomei was only a research group leader at her school, he knew her abilities and that she was destined for greatness. He was genuinely worried that if she were transferred, it would be even more difficult to pursue her. Now that she was staying as principal, it was a perfect opportunity. He declared resolutely, "Although this responsibility is heavy, you can definitely handle it. Don't worry, I will fully support you!"
Looking at Ma Qicheng's genuine emotions, Sun Xiaomei was filled with emotion. She knew Ma Qicheng loved her, and his circumstances were quite good, but she hadn't yet agreed to be his boyfriend because Fang Zhenyu still held a significant place in her heart. She couldn't control her feelings for Fang Zhenyu, so she had to put it off for now. She hadn't yet managed to separate her husband and lover, as her sister had suggested. She gratefully said to Ma Qicheng, "Thank you, but this matter isn't public yet, so please don't tell anyone."
"Don't worry, I'm not a gossip." Ma Qicheng was also very happy. Sun Xiaomei telling him about something that hadn't been made public proved she cared about him. He was confident that if he worked hard, he could win her over.
Sun Xiaomei looked at the newly built school building in the distance—their new school, which would soon be operational. She said, "After the new school is completed, our facilities will be much better. I think our school should also undergo some reforms. I want to make our school a top-tier school in the port area. Qicheng, do you think it's possible?"
"Of course, I believe you have the ability," Ma Qicheng said trustingly.
"When husband and wife are of one mind, their strength can break metal. With both of you working together, I believe Gu Rong School can become as famous as Xing Guang School." As he spoke, Wu Xuedong and Xu Xiangjun climbed up from the riverbank at the bend. It was Wu Xuedong who spoke.
"Secretary Wu, what are you saying?" Sun Xiaomei blushed. She hadn't expected anyone to be under the riverbank. Luckily, she hadn't said anything romantic with Ma Qicheng, or she would have been mortified.
Xu Xiangjun stepped forward, put her arm around Sun Xiaomei's shoulder, and said, "Men should marry when they're of age, and women should marry when they're of age. What's so shameful about dating? Besides, Teacher Ma is indeed a good helper." "
Sister Xiang!" Even Xu Xiangjun said that, making Sun Xiaomei even more embarrassed. She almost buried her head in Xu Xiangjun's arms.
Ma Qicheng, however, was overjoyed. With Secretary Wu and District Chief Xu's words, he believed that his relationship with Sun Xiaomei would definitely develop further. He respectfully greeted Wu Xuedong and Xu Xiangjun.
"Director Ma, you don't need to be so respectful. Just do your job well, be more innovative, and come up with some new ideas. That way, you'll be able to win over our Principal Sun," Wu Xuedong said. Having followed Fang Zhenyu for two years, he had learned a great deal, including how to win a girl's heart. Now, many girls fawned over him, but he was too deeply in love with Ning Yuzhi to do anything too outrageous.
"Thank you, Secretary Wu," Ma Qicheng said gratefully.
Seeing Sun Xiaomei's slight embarrassment, Xu Xiangjun said, "Xiaomei, since Secretary Wu is here, why don't you share your ideas and let him give you some feedback?"
When it came to work, Sun Xiaomei calmed down and shared her plans with Wu Xuedong.
Wu Xuedong listened with great appreciation. Sun Xiaomei's plan not only fully utilized the advantages of the new school but also incorporated the future tourist attraction of Gu Rong Academy, outlining a long-term plan to expand the school's scale and cultivate tourism talent. The measures were practical and feasible. He immediately expressed his support for the reform of Gu Rong School, aiming to build it into a school comparable to Xingguang School. Of course, he didn't realize that both Xingguang School and the current Gu Rong School were based on the framework provided by Fang Zhenyu; An Jing and Sun Xiaomei were merely enriching that framework.
Xu Xiangjun laughed, "Secretary Wu, are you so concerned about Gu Rong School because you want to compete with your wife?"
Everyone laughed, because they all knew that Xingguang School was under the jurisdiction of the Yanjiang Subdistrict Office in Chaoyang District, and the secretary of the subdistrict office was none other than Wu Xuedong's wife, Ning Yuzhi.
Wu Xuedong sighed and said, "Even so, Yuzhi has accomplished a lot in Yanjiang, achieving more than I have as her husband. If I don't work harder, I'm afraid I really won't be good enough for her." His words were full of praise, without a trace of jealousy, which deeply moved Xu Xiangjun, who was happy that Ning Yuzhi had found such a good husband.
Xu Xiangjun said, "Xuedong, you don't need to belittle yourself. You've also achieved a lot at the port!"
"That's because of General Manager Fang's guidance and your great assistance."
Xu Xiangjun laughed, "Don't praise me so much, or Yuzhi will think there's something between us and get jealous. Let's see what you do then."
Everyone laughed again. Wu Xuedong said, "Let's go to the school and discuss it with the old principal to finalize Xiaomei's plan as soon as possible."
"Okay!" Xu Xiangjun replied, and the four of them headed towards the school.
On Saturday, December 16, 1995
, when Ye Peidong arrived at Chen Xiangdong's house, Chen Bingbing had not yet returned. Chen Xiangdong was already waiting for him in the study. The two met, and it was naturally a little awkward, after all, they had once called women in a hotel, but now they were father-in-law and son-in-law. Having been in officialdom for a long time, Chen Xiangdong quickly regained his composure and, after acknowledging Ye Peidong to sit on the sofa, asked, "Peidong, I haven't seen you much lately. What have you been up to?"
Ye Peidong replied respectfully, "The same old story? Just hanging around those construction sites. If you miss a day, they'll cut corners. People these days... I don't know what to say."
Chen Xiangdong deeply sympathized with this, saying, "That's true. That's why we'll be even more stringent with the qualifications of construction teams when awarding contracts in the future. Large companies like yours should have a brighter future." While Chen Xiangdong didn't particularly value Ye Peidong's character, he was quite satisfied with his company's work; at least so far, there hadn't been any negative feedback on the projects he'd secured.
"I hope so, but we need someone like you backing us up," Ye Peidong casually flattered.
Chen Xiangdong said unhappily, "You got the project because you have the resources. What does it have to do with me? Let's not talk about this anymore."
"Yes," Ye Peidong said, inwardly cursing, "If it weren't for you, why would I have spent so much money supporting Chen Chunyan? If I wanted a woman, why didn't I go find someone younger and prettier?"
Chen Xiangdong continued, "From now on, Bingbing will be living with you. I shouldn't interfere with the project anymore. Try to keep a low profile."
"Yes," Ye Peidong had no choice but to agree. He knew it wasn't appropriate to continue on this topic, but he couldn't find a better one. The atmosphere suddenly became awkward. Fortunately, Chen Bingbing returned at this moment. Chen Xiangdong was busy talking to his daughter and didn't notice him for a moment.
Chen Bingbing seemed very happy and talked to Chen Xiangdong about the Linhai Port. Chen Xiangdong listened intently, and for a moment, Ye Peidong felt superfluous. He cursed Chen Xiangdong countless times in his heart but didn't dare to leave. It wasn't until Chen Xiangdong's wife called him for dinner that he escaped this awkward situation.
As Ye Peidong was, after all, his future son-in-law, Chen Xiangdong, though somewhat cold towards him in the study, was very warm during the meal. With Chen Bingbing's mother present, the meal proceeded very harmoniously. Ye Peidong had come today to discuss his marriage to Chen Bingbing with the Chen family. They had decided to get married on New Year's Day, and naturally, they needed to consult Chen Xiangdong and his wife.
Ye Peidong's parents had passed away, and there was no one else in his family. He could make the wedding arrangements himself; the key was Chen Xiangdong's opinion. He asked, "Mayor, what do you think about Bingbing and me?"
Chen Bingbing playfully scolded, "Even now, you're still calling me Mayor?"
Ye Peidong glanced at Chen Xiangdong, and seeing no reaction, quickly changed his address to "Dad."
“You can call me that at home, but outside, you can still call me Mayor,” Chen Xiangdong replied. “You young people can handle your own affairs. I only have one principle: don’t be too extravagant, and try to be as frugal as possible. No need for gifts; your mother and I are doing alright, so save that for your future!”
“When in Rome, do as the Romans do. A simple ceremony is still necessary. I don’t mind, but it wouldn’t be fair to Bingbing if we didn’t,” Ye Peidong said. He had his own agenda; he wanted to take this opportunity to give Chen Xiangdong a sum of money, making it impossible for him to leave him, because so far, Chen Xiangdong had never accepted a single penny from him.
Chen Bingbing, however, didn’t cooperate with him, saying, “I don’t care much about ceremonies. Just do as Dad said, save as much as possible.” It wasn’t that she saw through Ye Peidong’s intentions, but because of Fang Zhenyu, she had lost interest in such ceremonies. Even if the wedding was grand, the person she was marrying wasn’t the one she loved most.
Seeing her say that, Ye Peidong naturally didn't say anything more, so everyone started designing according to Chen Xiangdong's ideas. By the time they had finalized everything, it was already past eleven o'clock. "Bingbing, isn't this too unfair to you?" Ye Peidong said as they left the Chen family's house. By this time, Chen Bingbing had naturally gone to stay with Ye Peidong, so she left home with him.
"What's there to feel aggrieved about? The ceremony is just for show. What I value is whether you're truly sincere towards me."
Ye Peidong held Chen Bingbing tightly around the waist and said, "Of course I'm sincere towards you. Don't you believe me now?"
Chen Bingbing nestled into his arms and said, "Of course I know you're sincere towards me now, but how do I know how you'll treat me in the future? These days, not a single man is good."
"Don't generalize," Ye Peidong said confidently to Chen Bingbing, but inwardly he cursed, "How good do you think I'll be to a piece of trash like you?"
Chen Bingbing, also harboring her own thoughts, laughed and said, "Women love bad men. I don't want my husband to be unloved by other women. Otherwise, won't people laugh at me, Chen Bingbing, for having poor taste?" She giggled and ran towards the car. This couple, not even married yet, were already sleeping in the same bed but dreaming different dreams.

(Volume Seven) Chapter

Five: The American Guests
On Tuesday, December 19, 1995,
Fang Zhenyu, accompanied by Shi Xiaoyan, Qin Dezhi, Tang Xiaolan, and a very pretty girl, walked out of the Wanghai Tower and headed towards the starting pier. After nearly a year of hard work, Huatian Warehouse was finally completed and entered the acceptance phase. Today, Fang Zhenyu happened to have some free time, and unable to resist Tang Xiaolan's nagging, they went together for a final inspection.
Huatian Warehouse was a large-scale project jointly developed by Linhai Port Development and Investment Corporation, Shangguan Hao, and Hong Kong's Huaxing Group. Fang Zhenyu usually liked to visit it when he had time, let alone now that it was in the final sprint stage. He let Tang Xiaolan pester him just to see her coquettish manner. As they walked, he said to the girl beside him, "Yongqi, see if Director Yan and the others have left yet."
"Yes, Mr. Fang," the pretty girl replied crisply, and dialed the engineering and technical department. Her name was Jiang Yongqi, and she had taken over from Tang Xiaolan as Fang Zhenyu's secretary.
Listening to Jiang Yongqi's conversation with the engineering department, Tang Xiaolan glared at Fang Zhenyu and said to Jiang Yongqi, who had just hung up the phone, "Why are you still calling me 'Master'? President Fang already has arrangements, and you didn't even tell me." She remembered her shy, coquettish behavior towards Fang Zhenyu in front of Jiang Yongqi earlier.
Jiang Yongqi told Fang Zhenyu about the situation in the engineering department before smiling and saying, "This is what you taught me, Master: don't leak the leader's secrets, and don't interrupt when the leader is talking to others." "
Clap clap clap." Shi Xiaoyan clapped her hands and laughed, "Yongqi, well done! In just a few days, you've surpassed your teacher!"
The three women walked along, laughing and joking with Fang Zhenyu. Qin Dezhi, watching this scene, couldn't help but sigh. His boss seemed so close to all the girls; he wondered if he had even closer relationships with them. This is also why he hesitated to pursue the beautiful girls at the head office. Although he also longed for the good fortune of having women on both sides, he didn't want his wife to be someone else's mistress. So he focused on Shangguan Wenxin. After all, Shangguan Wenxin was Fang Zhenyu's sister, no, she should be called his aunt, right? Little did he know that Shangguan Wenxin and Fang Zhenyu had a closer relationship than anyone else. The closer the relationship, the more opportunities there are.
Upon arriving at Huatian, Shangguan Wenxin, Yan Jinming, and the others were already waiting. The group meticulously inspected every aspect of the warehouse, finding everything perfectly arranged and thoroughly prepared. Fang Zhenyu couldn't help but give Shangguan Wenxin a thumbs-up: "Wenxin, you did a great job!"
Shangguan Wenxin, overjoyed by her beloved's praise, humbly replied, "This has nothing to do with me; it's all thanks to Xiaolan and Qihua." The Qihua she referred to was Ling Qihua, representing the Hong Kong Huaxing Group. Shangguan Wenxin was the primary person in charge of all three aspects. Originally, this was Qin Zhongping's responsibility, but he had been reassigned by Shangguan Hao to a more needed position, so Shangguan Wenxin took over.
"Everyone deserves credit. Seeing how well you've done, I'll treat you tonight," Fang Zhenyu said happily.
"Great!" Shangguan Wenxin led the applause, knowing that dining with Fang Zhenyu would ensure a very entertaining evening. Yan Jinming and the others were naturally very happy. Things were different now compared to when they first started their business; getting a meal with Fang Zhenyu was no easy feat. It wasn't that Fang Zhenyu was arrogant, but rather that he simply couldn't find the time.
After inspecting the warehouse, Jiang Yongqi checked his watch and said, "President Fang, it's almost time to receive the American guests."
"Okay, Dezhi, arrange dinner for me tonight, I'll go receive them first," Fang Zhenyu said. Today, Jenny informed him that their head office was sending people to check on the dock's construction progress and asked him to meet with them. Their oil dock was also preparing for completion and operation.
Qin Dezhi acknowledged and left. Fang Zhenyu then discussed some areas for improvement with Shangguan Wenxin and the others before bidding a reluctant farewell to Shangguan Wenxin and Tang Xiaolan, and heading towards Baiyutan with Shi Xiaoyan and Jiang Yongqi. Seeing their almost inseparable, intimate relationship, Tang Xiaolan couldn't help but sigh.
Looking at Tang Xiaolan's lingering affection, and then seeing that Ling Qihua and Yan Jinming had already gone to implement Fang Zhenyu's rectification opinions, Shangguan Wenxin smiled and said, "Do you regret leaving him?"
"Wenxin, you..." Tang Xiaolan looked at Shangguan Wenxin in surprise, worried that she had discovered her affair with Fang Zhenyu. Because she had never seen Shangguan Wenxin go to Wanghailou or do anything ambiguous with Fang Zhenyu, how could she know how intimate the two were at home?
Shangguan Wenxin smiled and said, "Even you, as an outsider, know to draw strength from him, so as his sister, I should do even more. But you don't have to be like this. If you want him to love you more, just like during this time, work hard at every task."
"I know, you silly girl." Tang Xiaolan blushed, thinking that even Shangguan Wenxin was like this, there would be even more opportunities to be with him in the future.
When Fang Zhenyu arrived at Baiyutan Resort, the American guests had not yet arrived. Upon asking, he learned that only the financial director's assistant had come, and they would arrive at lunchtime. He originally intended to return to Wanghailou to handle matters, but unable to resist Jenny's longing gaze, he sent Jiang Yongqi back to deal with his business, staying behind to be intimate with Jenny and Shi Xiaoyan. Later, Wei Sujuan and Yu Xiaozhen joined them.
When the American guests arrived, they were already dressed and drinking tea in the reception room. The visitor was a man, nearly fifty years old, mainly there to prepare for the president's arrival the following week. Before long, Fang Zhenyu and Jenny finalized the itinerary for the next day with him.
At dinner, Jenny originally wanted to entertain the American guests herself, but Fang Zhenyu made him participate in the gathering with Hua Tian's group. Qin Dezhi took the initiative to toast the guests, and a large group of girls surrounded him, making him very happy. In the end, he got so drunk that he passed out and was helped back to his room by Yan Jinming and Qin Dezhi. Yan Jinming and the others, deliberately teased by several girls, were also unable to hold their liquor and left.
The remaining women were all girls. Under Wei Sujuan's arrangement, they all went to her manager's office for tea. Of course, how they drank it was a secret, but when these girls left, their faces were full of satisfaction, their rosy cheeks obvious to anyone with experience in matters of the heart. Fortunately, it was already past ten o'clock at night.
"You must be tired," Wei Sujuan said, brewing Fang Zhenyu a cup of ginseng tea after everyone else had left, serving him like a gentle wife.
Fang Zhenyu was deeply moved. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her affectionately for a while, saying, "You're the most considerate person."
"But I'm so ashamed! My husband doesn't go home to serve me, but comes to serve you, you naughty fellow!" Wei Sujuan gently stroked his now limp member, her expression filled with longing. She was completely conquered by Fang Zhenyu, and not just for that. More importantly, Fang Zhenyu had helped her achieve success in her career. Not only had the resort's management reached a higher level, but she had also made new breakthroughs in theory, even representing the entire province at a theoretical seminar and winning a medal. And Fang Zhenyu had contributed to these papers.
Fang Zhenyu tenderly stroked her delicate face, saying with some guilt, "I'm so sorry, I hurt you all."
Wei Sujuan chuckled, perking up, and said, "We're all adults, and we should all be responsible for our actions. There's no question of anyone hurting anyone else." She helped Fang Zhenyu put on his clothes, tidied him up, and said, "Let's go. Going out late might arouse suspicion, and I don't want to damage your reputation."
Fang Zhenyu was speechless, only able to hug her tightly, kiss her again, and then leave sadly. He truly didn't know what to say to this group of close female friends.
Monday, December 24, 1995, Cannery
. "Are you ready?" Yan Ruyu asked Deputy Factory Director Tian Zhiwei. Today, the city was organizing inspections of enterprises along the trade and economic lines, and her cannery was a key unit in this inspection. As an export-oriented unit, she wanted to rebuild the image of the entire enterprise, so the requirements in all aspects were very high. What's more, her beloved lover, Fang Zhenyu, was also among the inspectors today!
"Ready?" Tian Zhiwei replied, looking at Yan Ruyu with surprise. Having spent time with her, he knew this young woman, who didn't seem like a factory manager, was not only very decisive but also remarkably composed and experienced, handling everything with ease and confidence. He wondered why she seemed so long-winded today. Normally, she completely trusted her subordinates to handle such small matters and rarely interfered.
Yan Ruyu became somewhat embarrassed and explained, "Today's inspection is extremely important. Whether our factory can rebuild its image depends on this."
"Yes!" Tian Zhiwei also felt a pang of emotion. Although they had successfully resumed production in the past few months and even exported a batch of canned goods, gaining market acceptance would require a great deal of effort. It could be said that Yan Ruyu carried a heavy burden; even a grown man would find it difficult, let alone a young woman like her. Her unease was perfectly normal. He said, "Don't worry, everyone has done everything according to your instructions."
"They've already set off," Feng Ruping said, walking to Yan Ruyu's side. She came from the H paper mill with Yan Ruyu. A college student, she was only twenty-five or twenty-six years old, very beautiful, and served as the factory manager's assistant and public relations manager.
"Alright, let's proceed as planned." Yan Ruyu instructed Tian Zhiwei to organize the implementation.
"Sister Ruyu, is it because he's here that you're so excited?" Seeing no one around, Feng Ruping asked softly.
Yan Ruyu looked at Feng Ruping's delicate face, which was filled with admiration and respect. She knew this rather reserved college student had also developed feelings for Fang Zhenyu, so she pretended not to understand and asked, "Who...who is he?"
"You know, I'm not telling you." Feng Ruping surprisingly acted coquettishly, her stunning beauty even captivating Yan Ruyu, a woman herself.
Yan Ruyu thought to herself that it was time to create an opportunity for her to experience Fang Zhenyu's magnificence and bravery. In her mind, girls who received Fang Zhenyu's love would perform better at work. This wasn't superstition, but rather because Fang Zhenyu always gave them the best suggestions when they were most receptive to advice. With that thought in mind, she went to do the work she was supposed to do.
The inspection team arrived on time, led by Chen Xiangdong, with Fang Zhenyu as the sole deputy leader at his suggestion. For several reasons, Fang Zhenyu didn't refuse this inspection, which he usually considered tedious. First, he had pushed Yan Ruyu to the cannery, and he felt he had to show her some concern; second, he sensed Chen Xiangdong was working to bridge the gap between them, which was beneficial to the port's development, and he had no reason not to respond; third, for Chen Bingbing's sake, he should give Chen Xiangdong face. Of course, Luo Weisheng's strong insistence was also a factor. Luo Weisheng said that since every factory director participated, and he had acquired two factories, it was only right that he participate in one inspection as well.
Chen Xiangdong was indeed trying to win over Fang Zhenyu. He stayed with Fang Zhenyu throughout, discussing topics that Fang Zhenyu was interested in. Initially, he was somewhat aloof, but after deeper conversations with Fang Zhenyu, he was also drawn to him, even becoming Fang Zhenyu's main focus, especially after seeing the booming H paper mill. Entering the cannery, even without a substantial understanding, the sheer spirit of the workers was enough to impress him. He couldn't help but exclaim, "Zhenyu, you really know how to run a business!"
Fang Zhenyu humbly replied, "Mayor Chen, you flatter me. The workers are the ones who truly know how to run a business. As the old saying goes, laborers are the creators of history. Many of the good ideas for my businesses came from the workers. We just listened and carefully organized them. I believe the cannery workers must have offered many helpful suggestions for the factory's development."
Chen Xiangdong initially didn't believe it, but after touring the entire factory and attending the symposium, he had to accept it. Not only did Yan Ruyu's report say this, but the worker representatives also echoed it. They didn't treat it as a symposium, but rather as a forum for offering suggestions. They not only made numerous suggestions for the factory but also for him, the mayor, regarding the city's economic development. From their casual manner, Chen Xiangdong sensed that this wasn't pre-arranged. Besides, it couldn't have been arranged anyway, as the inspection had come quite suddenly. What moved Chen Xiangdong most was that Yan Ruyu, as the director of such a large factory, was willing to sell his car and ride a bicycle to work. If even one of Fang Zhenyu's subordinates could do this, his potential was immeasurable. Therefore, Chen Xiangdong valued Fang Zhenyu even more and trusted Yang Mingji's words even more, determined to cultivate a good relationship with Fang Zhenyu no matter what.
After the meeting, the inspection concluded, and Chen Xiangdong gave a summary. He highly praised the cannery's success and commended the workers' sense of ownership, hoping that all enterprises in the city would learn from the cannery, dare to innovate, and be courageous in exploring new avenues, striving to turn losses into profits like the cannery. What excited the cannery workers most was his promise to provide more financial support to the cannery, within the limits of the city's finances. This drew praise from the workers present but also made the directors of other factories envious.
After the meeting, the government hosted a dinner. On the way to the hotel, Yan Ruyu got into Fang Zhenyu's car. "Ruyu, you look so impressive today!" Qianru said enviously.
Many eyes were on her. Although Yan Ruyu longed to hide in Fang Zhenyu's arms, she didn't dare. However, she spoke without restraint, laughing, "If you want this kind of prestige, just ask our lovers to arrange a spot for you too. I'd like to go back to his side!"
Qianru smiled bitterly, "I don't have that ability. You can have this glory!"
Fang Zhenyu gently stroked Yan Ruyu's bottom with his large hand, praising, "Good lover, you really did a great job, you've given me face. I really need to find time to 'shoot' you properly!"
"I'm waiting for you!" Even so, Yan Ruyu felt a sense of happiness. On the way to the hotel, she seemed to have gained new strength. She resolved that no matter how hard or tiring it was, she would run the cannery well and never let Fang Zhenyu down. If Chen Xiangdong knew that Yan Ruyu's strength came from this, who knows what he would think.
Chen Xiangdong, of course, had no idea, so at the banquet he continued to praise Yan Ruyu, making her somewhat embarrassed.
After the banquet, Yan Ruyu avoided everyone's eyes and followed Fang Zhenyu back to the Fang family mansion to enjoy the happiness Fang Zhenyu was giving her.
On Friday, December 29, 1995,
Tan Chunmei of the Oriental Group, seeing that Sun Shaomei had already placed the proposal on everyone's table, said, "Today's topic is to discuss the future development direction of our group. Everyone has two proposals in their hands. You should all carefully look at both and see which one is more suitable for our group's development."
In the conference room, sitting around the round table were the main leaders of the Oriental Group, including the directors and deputy directors of the four factories. They all listened to Tan Chunmei's explanation while looking at the proposals. Tan Chunmei said, "These two plans, one I drafted and one Deputy General Manager Sun drafted. General Manager Fang reviewed both plans and gave many suggestions for improvement, but he didn't say which one was better. Instead, he asked us to carefully consider them. Now, I'll talk about the plan I drafted. Let me clarify here that I drafted the plan, but that doesn't mean I necessarily support it. Similarly, Deputy General Manager Sun's draft doesn't mean she agrees with it. It's just our division of labor."
Sun Shaomei, sitting next to Tan Chunmei, saw that everyone seemed a bit confused and said, "It's like this, General Manager Fang gave us two plans for the group's development and casually handed them over to us, asking us to each consider them and see which one is better. So we didn't have a choice; we just tried our best to make the plan we were responsible for the best."
It turned out that the Dongfang Group had developed quite rapidly in recent years and accumulated a lot of capital, so Fang Zhenyu and Tan Chunmei wanted to build the company's headquarters (they had always worked at Dongfang Factory No. 1). The two proposed plans were to establish the headquarters in the city or in the coastal port area. Both had their advantages, and Fang Zhenyu himself couldn't decide, so he asked Tan Chunmei to develop one plan for each.
After some explanation, everyone finally understood and listened, watched, and thought carefully.
"Let me speak first!" Hu Jun, always the most frank, said, "Both plans do have their advantages, but I believe that building the group headquarters at the port is not in our group's best interest. Firstly, our factories are all in the city, and it's unreasonable for us to have to work at the port. Secondly, although the port is constantly developing, it's still not a significant player, so we can't achieve much there at the moment. Thirdly, I personally think that a group headquarters doesn't need to be so large. I'll stop here for now and continue later."
Zhang Yuanliang, the deputy director of Dongfang No. 2 Factory, said, "I also think that setting up the headquarters at the port is impractical. On the one hand, the distance is too far, which is not conducive to managing factory affairs. On the other hand, our customers are all in the city, and it's inconvenient for them to contact us if the headquarters is located at the port. But I disagree with Director Hu's view that the headquarters should be too large. You know, our group is constantly expanding and is preparing for listing, so it's necessary to build a better image for us."
The crowd then discussed the two men's opinions again. The two men, master and apprentice, had different opinions, and so did the others. In short, everyone had their own reasons.
"Let me share my thoughts," Kong Lifan said, raising his voice. Once everyone had quieted down to listen, he returned to his normal tone. He continued, "I believe that regardless of where we locate our headquarters, we must adhere to this premise: ensuring our group has greater room for future development. What everyone has said is valid, but I think locating the headquarters at the port would be better. Our clients' focus will gradually shift to the port. Why? Although our urban area is expanding, large enterprises are no longer relocating there due to environmental and other reasons. The port's front-port, back-factory layout has already taken shape, presenting a good opportunity for large enterprises to move in." This is also a good opportunity for us to develop our customer base. At the same time, we want to build the group into a listed company, and our future business scope will not only be printing and papermaking, but will expand to other areas, so we should also look ahead to the issue of customer acquisition. Another reason is that our current funds are not very strong; land prices in the city are too high, and it's not easy to buy such a large piece of land. Land prices in the port area are lower, and it's not affected by other buildings, so we can design our new headquarters according to our own wishes. The road is a bit longer, but with the current convenient transportation, it shouldn't be a problem.”
Hearing Kong Lifan's analysis, Tan Chunmei couldn't help but nod secretly. It seems that Kong Lifan has also been cultivated by Fang Zhenyu. Others also reacted strongly, with most agreeing that Kong Lifan's analysis made sense; even Hu Jun couldn't raise any objections.
Everyone discussed it for a while, with almost everyone expressing their opinions. In the end, the general consensus was to locate it in the port area. Tan Chunmei concluded by summarizing everyone's opinions, saying, "I will send the minutes of today's meeting to General Manager Fang. As for which proposal to adopt, it will depend on the decision of our workers' representative assembly. I hope everyone will go back and convey the situation of today's meeting to the workers in their respective factories, giving them ample opportunity to discuss it so that we can refine our proposal." After a pause, she added, "There's another matter. It's almost the end of the year, and all our factories have performed well this year. Let's think about how to improve the welfare of our workers. Of course, it's a one-time improvement. We have to pay taxes according to regulations, but if we can pay less, it might not be a bad thing for both our company and our workers."
Everyone laughed upon hearing this, as the bonus tax was too heavy; if too much was deducted, the welfare received by the workers would be less.
"This matter should be kept within the scope of those present and not circulated outside for now. If there's nothing else, Director Kong, please stay behind. The rest of you, the meeting is adjourned," Tan Chunmei said.
After everyone dispersed, Tan Chunmei returned to her office. Her secretary, Nangong Yu'er, said, "General Manager, we are a private enterprise. Why does the plan need to be decided by the employee representative assembly?"
Nangong Yu'er was hired by Lai Yonghe after Yan Ruyu asked her to be the office director of the cannery. She had competed for the position and became Tan Chunmei's secretary. As a newly assigned college graduate, she was unfamiliar with many of the practices of the Oriental Group, so Tan Chunmei explained them to her. Kong Lifan listened attentively, also learning a great deal, but he couldn't quite concentrate.
Tan Chunmei smiled and said, "Lifan, I know you're eager to see Ruyu, but I still have work for you to do. But don't worry, it won't affect your date with Ruyu."
"No, General Manager Tan!" Kong Lifan felt embarrassed; in fact, he truly meant it.
Tan Chunmei stopped joking with him and said, "Your remarks just now were very insightful. According to my guess, President Fang also intends to build the headquarters at the port. Therefore, I would like to trouble you to come up with a new plan based on what you said and the opinions of others. Is that alright?"
"No problem," Kong Lifan readily replied. Since the Oriental Group acquired the H paper mill, he had been extremely busy, but he felt very fulfilled. Especially after Yan Ruyu left, as the acting factory director, he had the opportunity to report to Fang Zhenyu and Tan Chunmei and listen to their instructions, which he found very beneficial.
Tan Chunmei said, "Work matters need to be arranged properly. The H paper mill has just gotten on track, so we can't afford any problems."
"Don't worry, we're managing people with systems now, and the factory's profits are back. Everyone has full confidence in the group. If we reach our expected goals by the end of the year, we even want to raise funds to build houses! Secretary Chi is very strict with the workers' mindset, so we don't have to worry too much about their work. As for technical matters, Engineer Xu is even more anxious than we are. Even Secretary Chi finds it strange that Engineer Xu is more concerned about the factory than when he last came. Now I can free up some time to do other things."
"That's good." Tan Chunmei then shared some of her thoughts with Kong Lifan before saying, "Then go and meet your Ruyu. Remember, you must work on the plan quickly." She understood why Xu Qiang had changed; every woman who had a relationship with Fang Zhenyu changed for the better.
Kong Lifan responded and left somewhat embarrassed. Indeed, although he came back often, Yan Ruyu's work had just started, and she rarely had time to spend with him, so he would seize every spare moment.
Seeing Tan Chunmei's unwavering trust in Kong Lifan and her attentive care in every way, Nangong Yu'er remarked with admiration, "President Tan, no wonder people say that working alongside you will definitely lead to learning a great deal and faster progress."
Tan Chunmei modestly replied, "Actually, it's all due to everyone's hard work. If President Fang were here, their progress would be even faster! As long as you study diligently, you will definitely improve too."
"I will," Nangong Yu'er declared resolutely. She was indeed confident that, like Sun Shaomei and Yan Ruyu, she would one day be able to stand on her own.
On Friday, January 5, 1996,
Ning Yufang returned to the Fangjia Building with her large entourage. After introducing the beautiful women beside her to Ning Yufen, she left the arrangements to her while she went upstairs. Without waiting for instructions, Liu Qian, Qiaoqiao, and the others followed Ning Yufang upstairs, leaving only Ning Yufen and the girl named Hua Qianwen. Ning Yufen spoke with her and learned that Hua Qianwen was a tutor Ning Yufang had hired from the provincial capital, primarily responsible for tutoring Liu Qian and the others.
"Miss Hua, you are truly beautiful," Ning Yufen exclaimed, admiring Hua Qianwen's pretty appearance.
Hua Qianwen was indeed very beautiful, with a round face, delicate features, and a small, slightly upturned mouth that gave her a very sexy look. She was over 1.6 meters tall, with a high, firm bust and full hips. Although her suit skirt didn't reveal her waist, it couldn't hide the beauty of her curves. Hearing Ning Yufen's praise, Hua Qianwen blushed slightly and said, "Sister Fen, just call me Xiaowen. No matter how pretty I am, I can't compare to you and Sister Fang."
"Alright, I'll call you Xiaowen then. We'll be living together from now on. Come with me." Ning Yufen understood Ning Yufang's meaning; she wanted Hua Qianwen to stay in her guest room, since Shangguan Wenxin had basically taken all the guest rooms on the sixth floor.
"It's just too much trouble for you," Hua Qianwen said, looking a little embarrassed.
"It's nothing. Since Yu Fang invited you, it means your talent isn't bad. Let's learn from each other in the future."
As they spoke, the two arrived at the guest room. Hua Qianwen seemed quite familiar with the Fang family's building, and inquired about the current situation of the Ning sisters. Ning Yu Fen told her about Yu Heng, Yu Wei, and Yu Zhi's recent situations, then asked, "It must be very tiring for you to teach several subjects all by yourself."
"A little, but because I switched from science to humanities in high school, and explored various fields in university, while Liu Qian and the others are professional talents, the requirements for academic subjects aren't very high, so I can manage," Hua Qianwen said.
After making the arrangements, Ning Yu Fen led Hua Qianwen upstairs to find Ning Yu Fang, where they found Ning Yu Fang already in the study talking on the phone with Fang Zhenyu, with Liu Qian and the others watching. Ning Yufen waited quietly to the side. After she finished speaking, she asked, "So, is Zhenyu coming home for dinner tonight?"
"He said he has a social engagement, but he will definitely come back afterward." Ning Yufen's face showed a look of longing, and she sighed, "I really miss him so much."
Ning Yufen laughed, "Who told you to prioritize your career over your husband? If you really miss him, you shouldn't be running around all year round."
Whether Ning Yufang forgot Hua Qianwen was there or did it intentionally, she giggled, "If I don't keep running around, how will you all have a chance?"
Ning Yufen reached out and pulled her ear, saying, "She works so hard at home taking care of your husband, and you keep talking nonsense. From now on, I'll tell him not to let you go out anymore. Let's see how you build your so-called career then."
"Okay, sister, I won't do it again, please let me go!" Ning Yufang pretended to beg for mercy, which made all the women laugh.
Hua Qianwen, observing the deep affection between the sisters, felt both envious and surprised. Their conversation was quite ambiguous, suggesting a special relationship between the older sister and her brother-in-law. She had also heard Liu Qian and the others speak of Fang Zhenyu with admiration and affection, and their relationship with Ning Yufang's husband seemed unusual. She was confused. Men having mistresses wasn't unusual, but she had never seen anyone so unafraid of their wives finding out. Were they just talking? Regardless, Hua Qianwen had developed a strong interest in Fang Zhenyu and hoped to meet him soon.
Ning Yufen playfully teased her sister before asking with concern, "How did this trip go?"
"Of course! Everywhere we went, the whole city was abuzz. Almost every show was packed. It's just a pity that Yingjie had to go back to school later, otherwise the profits would have been even greater," Xiao Mei interjected before Ning Yufang could speak. She then vividly described the popularity of their trip.
"That's good." Ning Yufen was happy for her sister's success. After asking about some performance details, she asked, "How are Zhen'er and Zhu'er? They're the youngest and haven't had much training. I'm afraid they suffered a lot this time." Zhen'er and Zhu'er were newly recruited backup dancers this year, even younger than Jingjing and Tingting. Ning Yufen and Fang Zhenyu recruited them, so she paid them extra attention.
"They did suffer a bit, but their performance was really good. With more training, they can take on important roles like Liu Qian and the others," Ning Yufen said. She knew that conversations in the study would inevitably touch on matters of love, so she hadn't let them come here, including Jingjing and Tingting. Little did she know that Jingjing and Tingting had developed feelings for Fang Zhenyu like Liu Qian and the others had back then!
"Xiaowen, you'll have to worry more about her academic studies," Ning Yufen said to Hua Qianwen, relieved.
"Sister Fen, this is my duty," Hua Qianwen said earnestly. She was genuinely happy for Liu Qian and the others, having such a great star by their side. If it were anyone else, they would only serve him, never care about him! In her eyes, Ning Yufang was already a star.
After settling them in, Ning Yufen took them to the hotel and invited all the women connected to Fang Zhenyu who were available to come, to welcome Ning Yufang. It was quite a lively affair.
When they returned to the Fang family building, it was already past ten o'clock. Ning Yufen arranged for someone to take Jingjing and the others back to school, and the house quieted down considerably. Hua Qianwen had drunk quite a bit and was feeling a little dizzy. She noticed that Liu Qian and the other four older women hadn't left and were staying on Ning Yufang's sixth-floor apartment. Although she found it a bit strange, she didn't think much of it and went to the bathroom for a comfortable bath.
"Xiaowen, are you settling in alright?" After her bath, she saw Ning Yufen waiting for her in the room.
"It's so comfortable, just like staying in a hotel," Hua Qianwen said. Her skin, glowing with health under the light after her bath, and her romantic pajamas, made her appear even more youthful and vibrant.
Ning Yufen admired her beauty and smiled, "No hotel is as good as home. Just treat this place as your own home."
Hua Qianwen felt a little shy seeing Ning Yufen staring at her intently, but seeing Ning Yufen's pajamas, she relaxed considerably. Ning Yufen's clothes were even more fashionable than hers, and her appearance and complexion were comparable. She said, "I will. By the way, is Mr. Fang back?" "
Yes, he's back, talking to Yufang."
"I'll go see him," Hua Qianwen said, standing up.
Ning Yufen grabbed her arm, laughing, "They haven't seen each other for so long, why would you disturb them? Let's have a good chat here!" Although
Hua Qianwen thought Ning Yufen's words made sense, she also felt it was inappropriate. If she didn't want to disturb Ning Yufang and her husband, what were Liu Qian and the others doing upstairs? Why didn't they come down to the fifth floor or below like me? The Fang family has plenty of rooms. But she didn't say it aloud.
Who was Ning Yufen? Of course, she saw Hua Qianwen's doubts and thought, "One day you'll understand, but by then, you'll probably be our prey." Her eloquence was superb, so she changed the subject and drew Hua Qianwen's attention.
Hua Qianwen also felt very engrossed in chatting with Ning Yufen, but when she was alone, she thought of Ning Yufang and Fang Zhenyu, recalling their loving moments as a couple. Unable to sleep, she, being a virgin, couldn't.
On Friday, January 12, 1996
, Fang Zhenyu had spent two full days with the American guests at the port. He was already a little tired because, besides accompanying them to the construction site to inspect the dock facilities, he also had a lot of work to do. He really missed Zhan Dajun; if Zhan Dajun were here, he wouldn't have to do so much work. Although Qin Dezhi and Shi Xiaoyan could help him a bit now, they were still a little inexperienced and had some time before they matured.
After dinner, he saw the American guests off from Linhai to the provincial capital, and finally breathed a sigh of relief. He returned to the lounge, took a nice shower, and turned on the TV to watch the news. "Mr. Fang, would you like me to give you a massage?" Jiang Yongqi's sweet voice suddenly rang in his ears. She was already standing in front of him.
"Haven't you gone back yet?" Fang Zhenyu asked, but then realized it was unnecessary, because Jiang Yongqi was wearing pajamas, clearly having gone back to shower before coming.
"I went back, but I remembered I had some documents to process, so I came over," Jiang Yongqi said, her face turning red. Fang Zhenyu was only wearing underwear, his strong muscles were so attractive, and his groin was bulging—any girl would feel shy seeing that.
"Then you should finish those first!" Fang Zhenyu said, always prioritizing work.
Before long, Jiang Yongqi finished her business, and Fang Zhenyu reclined the chair, letting her massage him. He noticed that Jiang Yongqi's technique was very similar to Shi Xiaoyan's, so he asked, "Did you learn from Xiaoyan?"
"Yes," Jiang Yongqi replied, her heart pounding wildly. She had indeed learned from Shi Xiaoyan; they shared a room, and Shi Xiaoyan would massage her whenever she had free time, and even teach her how to massage herself, saying things that made her blush and her heart race. Now, seeing Fang Zhenyu's masculine physique, the shock she felt was indescribable.
Fang Zhenyu didn't care about any of that; this was how he usually interacted with girls. The phone rang; it was Zhan Dajun, whom he had been thinking about, far away in Hong Kong. He chatted with her while enjoying Jiang Yongqi's service, their conversation filled with tenderness and affection. Even the most obtuse person would have understood their relationship. After he finished the call, Jiang Yongqi had also finished her massage.
"Mr. Fang, is having an affair particularly exciting?" Jiang Yongqi asked, her face flushed.
Fang Zhenyu stared at her and smiled, "If you want to know, just try it."
Seeing Fang Zhenyu's gaze, Jiang Yongqi was startled and said, "No way! You rest, I'm leaving." With that, she immediately left, as if fleeing.
Fang Zhenyu found it amusing. He also quite liked Jiang Yongqi, and he knew that if he spoke up, she would definitely stay, but he didn't. After the massage, his body relaxed, and he was already sleepy. Just as he was about to go to bed, the phone rang again. It was Jenny. She said someone wanted to talk to him about something and asked if he was free. Of course, he knew that Jenny's call wouldn't be as simple as she made it sound, and that he would have to go through a lot of trouble afterward, but he was happy to oblige and had her come over.
Soon, Jenny arrived with someone—it was Feng Mali, the financial director of U Company. "It's you! Weren't you supposed to be in the provincial capital?" Fang Zhenyu asked in surprise.
"I can't bear to leave you, I don't want to go, is that not allowed?" Feng Mali said shyly, lowering her head.
In the past two days, Feng Mali and Jenny had become very close. Whenever they went out for inspections, she would stick to Fang Zhenyu's side, talking to him about the exotic scenery and customs of various places around the world. Their relationship and feelings had deepened further. Now, she had left the entire delegation behind, and her purpose was, of course, very clear. He stepped forward, pulled her into his arms, and laughed, "Of course, but the American inspection team leader is missing. This is a matter of international relations; if it causes tension in Sino-US relations, I can't bear the responsibility." He then kissed Feng Mary's lips.
Feng Mary was about to reply when Fang Zhenyu sealed her lips with his. She responded passionately until their lips parted, and then, panting, she said, "I stayed because I wanted to contribute to improving Sino-US relations. Haven't you heard the stories of ancient marriage alliances?"
At this moment, all words were superfluous. Fang Zhenyu kissed her while his hands roamed over her body, soon leaving her naked before him. He, too, had become a lamb thanks to Jenny's efforts. Lying on the bed, Feng Mary's 34-inch breasts were firm and unyielding, and her waist was definitely no more than 25 inches. As she moved, what man wouldn't be captivated? And then there was her 36-inch vulva, plump and high, like a ripe peach, with its dark forest of hair, thick but not messy, making one want to reach out and touch it, and of course, even more so, to insert a penis and ride it to one's heart's content. Fang Zhenyu, of course, wouldn't be so rude as to spoil the mood; he let Jenny taste his big banana while kissing every inch of Feng Mary's skin.
Feng Mary lived in America and naturally had a wealth of experience in this area, but seeing Fang Zhenyu's incredibly powerful member, she couldn't help but get even more excited and started vying with Jenny for it. She had originally admired Fang Zhenyu greatly, and after chatting with Jenny, she learned that he was exceptional in this area, and she became interested. Jenny wanted her to put in a good word for her at head office, so she strongly encouraged her to try the strength of an Eastern man. Feng Mary had, of course, tried Eastern men before, but had never been satisfied. Seeing how amazing Fang Zhenyu was described by Jenny, and coupled with her feelings for him, she made an excuse to stay.
How could Fang Zhenyu disappoint them? When Feng Mary could no longer endure it, he began to ride on her while teasing Jenny. Feng Mary had tried this two-women-one-man game in America, but unless the man was on drugs, none of the women were ever satisfied, so she rarely participated. Now, she was worried that Jenny wouldn't be satisfied, and since she was in front, she wouldn't let her have it, because Fang Zhenyu's penis was long and large, not unlike a Westerner's, but harder, making her feel even better. However, to her surprise, even after she surrendered, Fang Zhenyu still couldn't get satisfaction from Jenny. Finally, the two of them used their mouths to exert their utmost effort before Fang Zhenyu ejaculated. When a large amount of Fang Zhenyu's semen gushed into their throats, she had to admit it.
The two women hugged Fang Zhenyu tightly on either side, moaning with pleasure. Under the light, their snow-white skin glowed with a captivating radiance from satisfaction.
"How are the US-China relations?" After the climax, the three went to the bathroom to wash up. Fang Zhenyu, rubbing Feng Mali's ample breasts
, asked with a smile. "Yes, of course they're good. With a strong motherland, how could US-China relations not be good?" Feng Mali raised her lips, which were licking Fang Zhenyu's penis, and said with a double meaning. Under the light, her delicate face showed infinite satisfaction and happiness, and her jade hands were still gently stroking his soft penis.
Jenny was rubbing Fang Zhenyu's back. She had been in Linhai for more than a year and spoke Chinese very well, so she naturally understood. She also smiled and said, "I've been conquered by you too." "
Yu, I'll bring a few more people for you to conquer, so that the group's Asian headquarters can be set up in Linhai. What do you say?" Feng Mali said seriously.
"Of course." Fang Zhenyu replied, thinking that if he could get more American companies to come to Linhai with his gun, what did it matter if he worked a little harder? Besides, this kind of hard work was also a kind of enjoyment. As long as he was careful not to be too promiscuous and get AIDS, it would be fine.
Back in bed, the three of them clung to each other and drifted off to sleep. Feng Mali and Jenny hadn't left; another fierce battle ensued in the early hours, and they didn't get up until after nine in the morning. Everyone else assumed Jenny and Feng Mali had come early to discuss work with Fang Zhenyu, praising the Americans for their diligence. But apart from Jiang Yongqi, who knew that their diligence was for something else entirely?

(Volume Seven) Chapter Six: Getting Lost

Chapter Six: Getting Lost
Sunday, January 21, 1996 Ningjia Village Committee The Ningjia
Village Committee office building was decorated in vibrant colors, with colorful flags fluttering in the wind, lion dances, and the sound of gongs and drums filling the air. Most of the villagers of Ningjia Village had gathered there to celebrate their village receiving the glorious title of National Civilized Village. In the past two years, thanks to the effective leadership of the village committee and the joint efforts of all the villagers, Ningjia Village had achieved even greater success. The village's collective economic income was not only the highest in Linhai, but also among the top ten in the entire province, and the villagers' living standards had risen steadily. With improved living standards, the village branch has focused some of its energy on promoting spiritual civilization. Through the collective efforts of the entire village, the villagers' outlook has been completely transformed.
In the village committee office, Zhou Xuan is discussing today's celebration with the village head, Ning Deye. Zhou Xuan is now the Party branch secretary of Ningjia Village. Originally, after the old secretary retired, the villagers wanted to elect another person surnamed Ning to be the secretary, but the younger villagers objected because no one had more prestige in the village than Zhou Xuan. Ning Yuzhi also supported Zhou Xuan taking the position. As a result, after deliberation by the district committee, she was chosen to take on this responsibility. Zhou Xuan knows that she cannot compare to Ning Yuzhi in terms of ability or prestige, so she is very humble and often seeks advice from the old secretary and Ning Yuzhi. Of course, whenever she has the opportunity, she also consults Fang Zhenyu, because consulting Fang Zhenyu not only provides knowledge but also satisfies her physical needs.
After listening to the reports from the others, Zhou Xuan felt the preparations were basically complete, so she asked Ning Deye, "Deye, have all the guests been invited?"
Ning Deye was also newly arrived, about the same age as Zhou Xuan, and the two got along quite well. He replied, "Everyone has been invited. We invited back anyone who has contributed to the prosperity of our village. Of course, President Fang was invited, as were Secretary Zheng, District Chief Wu, Sister Yuzhi, and others. However, I didn't invite Sister Yufen and the others because President Fang objected, saying that it would be bad for the village to become a family-run business, so I had to do as he said. As for the businesses, all the owners of businesses in our village were invited."
"How many people do you estimate will come?"
"As soon as they heard that President Fang was definitely coming, they all said they would definitely come. Secretary Zhou, will President Fang have time to come?" Ning Deye rarely interacted with Fang Zhenyu, so he didn't know much about him, only that it was he who encouraged and spearheaded the efforts that made Ningjia Village prosperous.
"Don't worry, Mr. Fang never goes back on his word," Zhou Xuan said. "Don't say that in front of those old folks, or they'll definitely find fault with you. Mr. Fang is the son-in-law of the Ning family; you should know his prestige in Ningjia Village better than I do." "
Yes," Ning Deye couldn't help but stick out his tongue. Thinking of those old guys in the village, he had a bit of a headache. Fortunately, Ning Yuzhi was there to support him; otherwise, his job as village chief would be very difficult. "
Let's go, the guests should be arriving soon. Let's go to the door to greet them," Zhou Xuan said, leading the way out.
Sure enough, quite a few guests had already arrived outside. Upon seeing Zhou Xuan, they greeted her and then inquired about Fang Zhenyu. Zhou Xuan assured them that guests had arrived, but it was Minister Zhao from the Municipal Party Committee's Organization Department and Secretary Gong Ping from the District Party Committee. Zhou Xuan welcomed them into the reception room and chatted with them, but her eyes kept glancing towards the door until someone announced that General Manager Fang and Secretary Ning had arrived, at which point she finally breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing this,
Zhao Wenhua said, "Little Gong, it seems you're not doing a very good job as the District Party Secretary!"
"Ah?" Gong Ping was taken aback, and at the same time, a sense of unease arose in his heart. The Organization Minister saying he wasn't doing a good job was a troublesome matter, especially since he had no idea what he was doing wrong.
Zhao Wenhua laughed and said, "Look at you, you're not even as good as a secretary of an office or a business owner compared to a village party secretary."
Gong Ping realized Zhao Wenhua was joking and laughed too, saying, "There's nothing I can do, what can I do? He's the son-in-law of the Ning family. This village has too much clan mentality; it needs to be rectified."
"You know that's good. Come on, let's go out and greet him, otherwise we might not even get a meal!" Zhao Wenhua stood up with a smile.
Zhou Xuan was very embarrassed and said, "Secretary Gong, Minister Zhao, it's not like that." She wasn't in a hurry; she wasn't particularly interested in being the party secretary anyway, and she wasn't afraid of offending them. It was just that she had indeed been impolite, which made her feel a little embarrassed.
Zhao Wenhua laughed heartily, "Who dares to underestimate Ningjia Village's spiritual and economic pillar? Let's go, let's go welcome them together."
Gong Ping followed, asking somewhat puzzled, "It's one thing to call President Fang Ningjia Village's spiritual pillar, but how can you call him its economic pillar?"
Zhao Wenhua glanced at Gong Ping and said, "Are you really confused, or are you just pretending? Don't you know that many bosses invest in Ningjia Village because they're confident in President Fang's support? Kid, you should learn from him!"
Gong Ping suddenly understood, and just as he was about to say something, they arrived among the villagers. Fang Zhenyu and Ning Yuzhi were already surrounded by everyone, bombarded with questions. They couldn't get a word in edgewise. Seeing how much everyone valued the two, Zhao Wenhua sighed, "If all our officials could have such prestige among the people, our nation would soon be able to stand strong among the nations of the world."
Gong Ping was also filled with envy. When he went to the countryside, he was surrounded by officials, but not a single commoner. He thought to himself, "It seems I need to put more effort into this aspect." At this moment, Zheng Bin and Wu Xuedong arrived together, and he and Zhao Wenhua went to greet them.
After exchanging pleasantries, the old and new district leaders began discussing the Ning family's affairs, showing great interest in Ningjia Village's practices and inquiring about Ning Deye. They only dispersed when the ceremony began.
"I'm sorry!" "Thank you!" Fang Zhenyu and Zheng Bin sat together, their hands clasped tightly, almost in unison. Then they looked at each other and smiled knowingly.
"Why are you two suddenly so polite?" Wu Xuedong asked curiously.
Ning Yuzhi said, "Why are you being so gossipy?" She understood why they were saying that and greatly admired Zheng Bin's magnanimity.
The estrangement between Fang Zhenyu and Zheng Bin vanished in that smile. The two opened up and discussed the Ning family's achievements with Wu Xuedong, Ning Yuzhi, and the surrounding business owners, discussing how to create a situation beneficial to both businesses and citizens in their own districts and enterprises.
The award was presented personally by Zhong Yuguang, who gave an inspiring speech at the meeting. Although he wasn't officially recognized by the village, he used the specific title of "son-in-law of the Ning family," which fortunately was accepted by the villagers of Ningjia Village
. After all, having a son-in-law who is the municipal party secretary isn't something to be ashamed of. The Ning family prepared dinner for the guests, but not at a hotel; it was held right there in the village committee compound. Since Zhou Xuan's wedding here, the villagers felt that holding weddings here was more lively, so almost all celebratory events were held here. For this, the village committee even purchased a batch of tableware. After the ceremony, the villagers engaged in various activities while waiting for dinner, and Zhong Yuguang also participated enthusiastically. "Zhenyu, it seems that becoming the son-in-law of the Ning family is quite difficult."
"Secretary Zhong, didn't you already become one?" Zhou Xuan laughed.
"Yes, I became one a long time ago. At first, I thought that as long as Yuheng acknowledged it, it would be enough. I didn't expect that only the people of Ningjia Village would acknowledge it, hence this glory." Zhong Yuguang pointed to the two small red flowers on his chest. It turned out that during the celebration, Zhou Xuan had arranged a program where villagers would pin red flowers on those they believed had contributed to the village. Predictably, Fang Zhenyu received the most, followed by Ning Yuzhi and the group of entrepreneurs. Zheng Bin and Wu Xuedong each received one more than Zhong Yuguang.
"Yes," Wu Xuedong echoed.
Zhou Xuan smiled, "Then you'll have to do more for our Ning family in the future, and introduce more promising young men to our village. We have plenty of beautiful young women!" As she spoke, she cast a deep, affectionate glance at Fang Zhenyu. This flower-picker had brought unprecedented happiness to Ningjia Village. Ever since she learned that Ning Xian had also fallen into his arms, she was certain that if he so desired, every girl in Ningjia Village would be willing to give herself to him.
Everyone laughed heartily, and amidst the laughter, the banquet began, naturally creating another lively atmosphere.
On Friday, January 26, 1996,
Liu Qian, a student at the Municipal Art School, glanced at the alarm clock on her desk. It was almost midnight, and Xiao Mei still hadn't returned. Anxious, she called out, "Where has Xiao Mei been? She's so late, I'm so worried!"
"Yeah, the school's almost closing time," Xiao Li added anxiously.
To make things easier for them, the school had taken good care of Liu Qian and the others, giving them a room for four despite the dormitory shortage. Qiao Qiao lifted the blanket, revealing a bare, alluring body, and said, "Have you noticed? Since she came back, Xiao Mei has been going out almost every night after class, and she always comes back very late. She's even skipping evening exercises."
"She said the dance team invited her to be an instructor, and the pay is quite generous," Liu Qian said.
"But she can't neglect her studies. I think there's something wrong with her," Qiao Qiao said.
Xiaoli chimed in, "I think so too. She's been getting really close to Lin Xingtai from the dance troupe lately. What good can come of being with someone like that?"
Lin Xingtai is a male dancer in the troupe. He's quite handsome and popular with the other female dancers. Rumor has it he has close relationships with some women, though his dancing isn't particularly good. However, because of his connections, he's quite famous within the troupe. He likes to flirt with Liu Qian and others, but they don't dare to do anything out of respect for Ning Yufang. This time, Ning Yufang went on a performance trip, and to maintain good relations with the troupe and to save face for a certain leader, she sent Lin Xingtai along. Unexpectedly, he and Xiaomei became quite close. Liu Qian said, "It seems we need to talk to Teacher Fang and Teacher Ning, otherwise things will get complicated." "
Qianqian is right. Although Lin Xingtai isn't as good as Teacher Fang, he's still quite charming. That's how we women are; once we fall in love, we forget everything. If she tells everyone about our relationship with Teacher Fang, it'll be a huge problem. We're fine, but if Teacher Fang's reputation is ruined, we'll be devastated," Qiaoqiao said earnestly.
"Then we'll talk to her properly tonight. Xiaomei has a strong personality, so don't be too harsh, lest it backfire. If we really can't persuade her, we'll have Teacher Fang talk to her," Liu Qian was very thoughtful.
The three of them discussed how to persuade Xiaomei. A little past midnight, Xiaomei finally returned, bringing back a lot of expensive fruit. Seeing that none of them were asleep, she excitedly said, "Get up quickly, there's something good to eat!"
Liu Qian gave the other two girls a wink, and they all got up and ate the fruit Xiao Mei had brought back as usual. All three girls were only wearing panties, their breasts and buttocks undulating, a truly alluring sight. Seeing this, Xiao Mei also took off her clothes and joined them. Liu Qian ate while laughing, "If Teacher Fang were here, we would be even happier."
"Yes, it's a pity Teacher Fang can't give us much," Xiao Mei said somewhat resentfully.
Qiao Qiao said, "Teacher Fang and Teacher Ning practically gave us a new lease on life, isn't that enough? If it weren't for them, we'd probably still be farming in the countryside!"
"Yes, if it weren't for them, we wouldn't be where we are today, so we need to achieve results quickly so they don't have to bear such a heavy burden. I've found a great place to earn money; an hour or two each night, and I can earn over a hundred yuan!" Xiao Mei said excitedly.
"Oh? What place is it?" Liu Qian and the others also became excited; if it really was true, it would certainly be a good thing.
Xiao Mei said, "That was introduced by Lin Xingtai. This guy's not a great dancer, but he's really good at networking."
Upon hearing it was Lin Xingtai who introduced them, everyone fell silent. Liu Qian calmly asked, "What kind of place is it?"
"Haitian Entertainment City. Their boss invited me to sing and dance. He pays twenty yuan per song and the same for each dance. How about that? More than what we earn performing outside, right?" Xiao Mei seemed quite proud.
"Xiao Mei, are you interested in Lin Xingtai?" Liu Qian asked rather seriously.
Xiao Mei scoffed, "What is Lin Xingtai? Why would I be interested in him? I just want to use his connections to find us jobs. Boss Xie of Haitian Entertainment City values us highly, saying that if all four of us go together, he'll give us an extra thirty percent of the pay."
Liu Qian and the other two women stared blankly at Xiao Mei. Xiao Mei's idea was good, but her method was flawed. Fang Zhenyu had repeatedly warned them that entertainment cities in Linhai were too low-class, and they shouldn't go there, as it would lower their standards and taste. Xiaoli asked excitedly, "Xiaomei, have you forgotten what Teacher Fang and Teacher Ning said?"
"I haven't forgotten, but what kind of future will I have if I always follow Teacher Ning around like this?"
"How can you not be successful? Isn't our dance group quite well-known?" Qiaoqiao sensed Xiaomei's vanity and said, "Besides, Teacher Fang said that next semester he'll send us to a higher-level dance academy. He's already contacting schools."
"I don't want to rely too much on Teacher Fang anymore. Now that I've found a job, I want to make a name for myself. Isn't that what Teacher Fang always teaches us?" Xiaomei said confidently.
Liu Qian sighed and said, "But this Haitian Entertainment City isn't a good place. There's a lot of gossip about it. Even if my skills improve there, I'm afraid I'll get bullied."
"No, the owner there is very kind to me. Besides, what you call bullying, isn't that what you mean? We've already given our first time to the people we love most, so nothing else matters. Sister Qian, let's go out and try our luck together!" Xiao Mei pleaded.
Seeing that she couldn't persuade Xiao Mei, Liu Qian sighed and said, "Xiao Mei, we won't go. We can't force you, but you must remember who gave us where we are today, who gave our family the opportunity to live a better life. Don't do anything to betray Teacher Fang and Teacher Ning."
"Sister Qian, don't worry, I understand what you mean. No matter what crisis I face, I will keep our secret with Teacher Fang." A determined look appeared on Xiao Mei's face.
“Everyone has their own ambitions, you can’t force them. It’s late, go to sleep!” Liu Qian sighed. “However, you’d better find time to talk to Teacher Fang and ask him for some advice!”
“I will. Maybe he won’t understand me, but I also want his eternal love,” Xiao Mei sighed as well. She had a strong personality and didn’t easily give up on things she was determined about. But could Fang Zhenyu understand her? That night, none of the four beauties could sleep.
On Friday, February 2, 1996, the port
’s railway, a joint project between the port and Singapore, was finally fully connected. The port held a grand opening ceremony. Although the project was huge and its completion would greatly contribute to the port’s development, only Zhan An, the assistant governor and director of the transportation department, came from the province. This was because Secretary Xu Guanghua had said that there were too many happy events in Linhai Port, and for such celebrations, only the leaders in charge should attend, and it wouldn’t be too much trouble for the local authorities. Moreover, since celebrations in Linhai Port didn’t involve receiving red envelopes like in other places, not many people were willing to come.
Zhan An was very willing to come, because the construction of Linhai Port had become a major part of his transportation infrastructure projects. Besides, his highway was almost reaching Linhai, making Linhai a win-win situation. After the ceremony, before dinner time, he was about to chat with the guests from Singapore when Fang Zhenyu pulled him to the headquarters' conference room. Also present were Linhai City's Party Secretary Zhong Yuguang and Mayor Chen Xiangdong.
"Zhenyu, aren't you worried about upsetting the guests by not accompanying them?" Zhan An asked in the elevator.
"I'm not a woman, how can I entertain guests?" Fang Zhenyu joked before seriously explaining, "Xiaoyan and Dezhi can handle these things. If I'm there, the guests will feel awkward."
"Why did you rush us here? Is something urgent? Are you trying to get money out of me again?" Zhan An was always wary of Fang Zhenyu asking him to pay for things.
Fang Zhenyu said, "This time we're really after your money, and a big one at that. Right now, our headquarters staff and management committee leaders are waiting for us in the conference room."
"Zhenyu, what exactly happened?" Zhong Yuguang asked, somewhat displeased that Fang Zhenyu hadn't informed him of such a significant matter.
Fang Zhenyu said, "It was a last-minute decision. Vice General Manager Zhan just returned from Hong Kong today with some new information."
Zhan An said "Oh," but gave Zhong Yuguang a reproachful look. Chen Xiangdong, standing nearby, noticed this and gave a thoughtful expression.
Zhong Yuguang was startled and became alert. Why had he been having these kinds of opinions about Fang Zhenyu lately? Was it because Fang Zhenyu's brilliance overshadowed him? He asked, "Dajun's back? What good news does she have?"
The elevator had already stopped, and Fang Zhenyu had seen Zhong Yuguang's reaction, but he didn't care. His view was, "I'll do what I want, and you can think what you want. At worst, I'll just let him be the chairman." He said, "Anyway, we're
here. Let Dajun speak in a bit." The three of them got out of the elevator and went to the conference room. Sure enough, the senior executives from the head office and the management committee, including Wu Xuedong and Xu Xiangjun, were there. They all stood up to welcome them. Zhan An was an old acquaintance with them and shook hands with each of them. When it was Zhan Dajun's turn, he smiled and said, "Dajun, I thought you weren't coming back."
Zhan Dajun smiled sweetly and said, "How could I? I'm from Linhai, and at least I'm still the deputy general manager of our Linhai Port Development and Investment Corporation. Even if I'm removed from the deputy general manager position, I'm still a shareholder. The success or failure of the port's development is related to the rise and fall of my wallet. How could I not come back?"
Zhong Yuguang felt a little embarrassed, but fortunately, no one noticed. After everyone took their seats amidst laughter, Fang Zhenyu got straight to the point, saying, "I decided to hold this meeting on short notice, as we don't have much time. I believe Deputy General Manager Zhan has already explained the situation. Fortunately, Secretary Zhong and Mayor Chen are both here, and Director Zhan, who is in charge of transportation, was invited to join us to hear everyone's opinions. How about this, I'll first introduce the situation to the leaders, and then we can all look at the documents together."
Fang Zhenyu then recounted the information Zhan Dajun had brought back. Apparently, a large Hong Kong conglomerate was very interested in coastal tourism, but felt the original project was too small-scale and requested a new project plan that would unify the various tourism resources along the coast. He said, "Originally, this was the tourism department's responsibility, but it involves too much of our port area. So I asked the project design department to design a plan. We haven't consulted the tourism department yet; we're just presenting it here for discussion. Now, Minister Song will introduce this plan to everyone."
Song Bin stood up and said, "The time was too short, and the materials are insufficient. Fortunately, President Fang had this idea in mind, and we've also collected some information. Please supplement any missing parts." He then presented a slideshow, explaining, "Our city's coastal area has many unique rocks, beaches, and gentle hills stretching for over a hundred kilometers. The surrounding areas are similar. Therefore, our plan is to build a tourist road along the coast, connecting the coastal attractions." He pointed out where to build seaside resorts, fishing village landscapes, and seaside golf courses, and provided preliminary estimates of the required investment and return time.
Song Bin's words left not only the others in the port area speechless, but also Zhan An and others who greatly admired the designer's boldness. If the coastal areas of the entire province could be connected and transformed into a major tourism brand, the benefits would indeed be considerable, comparable to the effects of highway construction. Although Song Bin's data was insufficient, it essentially demonstrated the reliability of the plan. To come up with such a plan in just half a day showed that considerable effort had been put in beforehand.
"Leaders, do you think this plan is reliable?" Fang Zhenyu asked after Song Bin's presentation.
"Where will the funding come from?" Chen Xiangdong asked, also admiring Fang Zhenyu's audacity. Such a project would be impossible without at least a billion yuan.
Zhan Dajun said, "A Hong Kong company is preparing to invest over 300 million. They also said that after reviewing the plan, they will raise another 200 million from other companies. We estimate that we will need to invest nearly 2 billion to complete the development, but it doesn't need to be invested all at once; it can be developed on a rolling basis. In addition, we can also raise some funds through equity participation in land and other resources. The key is that this tourist highway needs the support of the province."
"In the end, it still comes down to me paying out of my own pocket," Zhan An said. He turned to Zhong Yuguang and Chen Xiangdong and asked, "Old Zhong, Old Chen, what do you think?"
Zhong Yuguang smiled and said, "Of course I'm happy that such a large project can be completed. Moreover, it would be a real pity if our government didn't participate in such a promising project. I just wonder if the city's finances can provide some support." He turned to look at Chen Xiangdong.
Chen Xiangdong was also excited. Hearing Zhong Yuguang's words, he said, "Since last year, our city's financial resources have increased to a certain extent, so while I can't guarantee a huge amount, providing 20 million in support within three years should be no problem."
"I thank the mayor in advance." Fang Zhenyu turned to Zhan An and said with ill intent, "Director Zhan, the city is supporting us so much, and your transportation department is the main contributor. What will you offer in return?"
Zhan An already knew that Fang Zhenyu would not let him off the hook. Seeing that he had finally turned on him, he laughed and said, "It seems I'd better not come to Linhai. Every time I come, it costs me a lot of money." Then he said seriously, "Here, I'm only speaking for myself. This plan is very bold and valuable. As for whether it can be approved, such a big move requires the provincial people's congress to pass a resolution. If it is approved, this highway will definitely not be a problem."
This highway is the key to the whole plan. Since Zhan An said it would be no problem, the rest would be easy to solve. Fang Zhenyu then assigned tasks to everyone, and since it was almost time, the meeting ended, and everyone went to attend the celebration banquet for the railway's opening. Zhan An said to Fang Zhenyu, who was walking beside him, "Zhenyu, you have many talented people under you. Make good use of them, and your career will surely succeed."
Fang Zhenyu was very grateful for Zhan An's support and said, "I also need an enlightened leader like you to succeed."
Recalling the Zhan Dajun incident, Zhong Yuguang felt deeply moved and secretly decided to find more opportunities to communicate with Fang Zhenyu in the future. Now it seemed that Fang Zhenyu was ahead of him in many aspects, but he just hadn't shown it yet when the crucial moment arrived. Chen Xiangdong was also thinking about how to make Fang Zhenyu one of his own.
Zhan An was pleased and said, "You're quite good at flattering, but no matter how eloquently you speak, I'll think carefully before coming to Linhai in the future. If my premonition is correct, I'll lose at least two hundred million here today."
Everyone laughed and rushed towards the Baiyutan Resort.
On Thursday, February 8, 1996
, when Fang Zhenyu returned home from Zhongxing Village, Zhan Zuhuan, the town's Party Secretary, was already waiting for him. Ning Yufang, who had brought her son to visit the elderly couple of days earlier, smiled and said, "Zhenyu, Secretary Zhan came early this morning as soon as he heard you were coming back for the holiday. He's been waiting with bated breath."
Zhan Zuhuan was shaking hands with Fang Zhenyu when he heard Ning Yufang's words. He blushed and said, "Yufang, how can you say that?" He thought to himself, "Do I still have the chance to wait with bated breath?" How could she not be moved by such an outstanding man as Fang Zhenyu?
Fang Zhenyu, however, didn't seem to mind and smiled, "Secretary Zhan, is there anything I can help you with?"
Zhan Zuhuan calmed down and said, "How could I possibly help you, big boss? I'd rather you help me out." He paused, then said, "Our town has some new ideas for the development of Hongxing Village. I'd like to report them to you and see if they're feasible."
Fang Zhenyu modestly replied, "Don't call it a report. Let's discuss it together."
"Then let's go. We can talk as we go, and we'll be back in time for dinner," Zhan Zuhuan said.
"I heard Deputy Mayor Qi and Lichun are coming too. Aren't we waiting for them?" Ning Yufang asked.
"They have things to do in town and won't arrive until dinner time!"
Fang Zhenyu replied and followed them out. He wanted to get into the car, but Zhan Zuhuan said, "Many of the places we're going to are inaccessible by car. Let's ride the motorcycle."
Fang Zhenyu had taken the family motorcycle to buy groceries, so Fang Zhenyu had to drive himself, and he and Zhan Zuhuan set off. The two first inspected the new village construction in Zhongxing Village, then the purified water plant under construction. Following Zhan Zuhuan's directions, they wandered around, visiting many places while Zhan Zuhuan provided explanations. Fang Zhenyu was very familiar with his hometown, so even though Zhan Zuhuan's explanations weren't very clear, Fang Zhenyu understood. The main theme was the planning of new village construction and the establishment of an industrial zone in several other areas of Hongxing Village.
Fang Zhenyu remained silent but listened very attentively. He felt that although Zhan Zuhuan was a woman, she possessed more foresight and decisiveness than many town secretaries. The thought that she was a woman made him feel her holding him too tightly, her full breasts pressing firmly against him. Although the village roads were difficult to navigate, this seemed unnecessary. Clearly, she had deep feelings for him, and this thought aroused his male physiological response. Zhan Zuhuan's hand was not far from his genitals; when he wasn't aroused, he couldn't touch it, but with his arousal, Fang Zhenyu's penis, being quite long, touched her hand. Zhan Zuhuan was too bold; he stopped speaking and began to gently caress her.
Fang Zhenyu stopped the car, glanced back at her, and saw that her face was flushed and her breathing rapid; she was clearly very aroused. Seeing Fang Zhenyu looking at her, she buried her face in his neck and said shyly, "I heard about you from Lichun. Don't blame her; she accidentally gave herself away, and I managed to get the information out of her."
"Do you want it too?" Seeing her beautiful face and voluptuous figure, Fang Zhenyu was greatly aroused.
"It's not that I'm lewd; what woman wouldn't want this kind of enjoyment?"
"Do you want it?"
Zhan Zuhuan didn't answer, but her delicate hand began to caress her more actively. Fang Zhenyu understood immediately. Ever since his encounter with Li Wei, he had been longing for that feeling, and then with Zhang Hong. It had been a long time since he'd had it. He felt a surge of desire, lightly kissed Zhan Zuhuan's lips, and started the motorcycle. He remembered an abandoned mine in the nearby mountains, rarely visited, and even less likely during the festival. They arrived in less than ten minutes. It was indeed deserted, but the stone shacks for the miners were still there.
Fang Zhenyu parked the motorcycle in a less conspicuous spot and led Zhan Zuhuan towards one of the shacks. He had gathered firewood there as a child, so he knew which shack was the most secluded. Luckily, it was still there, lined with straw and quite clean, clearly someone had lain there. Fang Zhenyu thought it was probably one of the village's young men who had a wild time there, but he didn't have time to think about it anymore; Zhan Zuhuan had already thrown herself into his arms.
As Fang Zhenyu walked towards them, Zhan Zuhuan already knew what he was going to do, but she felt no fear whatsoever; instead, she became excited. Therefore, as soon as she entered, she began her actions. Time was short, and since she wanted to pursue the kind of happiness Pang Lichun had described, she might as well take the initiative.
The two exchanged no words, only actions. There was no need to undress completely; just exposing their genitals was enough. During their encounter, Zhan Zuhuan was already aroused, and Fang Zhenyu easily entered her warm body, beginning a vigorous assault. In this environment, gentleness was not an option, so Zhan Zuhuan was also very proactive. Even so, they fought for over half an hour. When Fang Zhenyu's passion surged into Zhan Zuhuan's body, she was overjoyed, tightly embracing him, speechless.
After a while of tender moments, the two parted ways. Zhan Zuhuan was completely captivated by Fang Zhenyu, clinging tightly to him from behind, oblivious to the stares of passersby. From her first time at twenty to now at twenty-eight, this was the first time she had experienced the true joy of intimacy between a man and a woman. Pang Lichun was absolutely right.
As they approached the village entrance, Fang Zhenyu pushed Zhan Zuhuan away slightly, saying, "I'm not leaving tonight. If you can get rid of Qi Ruhu, you can stay too."
"What?"
"If you really didn't hear me, then pretend I didn't say anything."
How could Zhan Zuhuan not have heard? But tonight, not only were there many people, but Fang Zhenyu's wife was also there. What joy could there be? Pang Lichun had only told her about the joy she experienced with Fang Zhenyu, never mentioning that Fang Zhenyu's wife would allow another woman to sleep with her husband.
Back at the Fang family home, most of the time was spent discussing the future development of Hongxing Village. Fang Zhenyu also offered his own opinions, which broadened Zhan Zuhuan's horizons, making her admire Fang Zhenyu even more. That night, she stayed, since there was no need to pay, and Qi Ruhu also left with Pang Lichun.
After Fang Zhenyu and Zhan Zuhuan returned, Ning Yufang discovered what had happened between them, and thus, she teased Zhan Zuhuan until he was incredibly embarrassed. Zhan Zuhuan was sharing a room with Qianru, but after everyone else had gone to sleep, Ning Yufang called them both to the same room. When Zhan Zuhuan once again received the ultimate pleasure from Fang Zhenyu, she finally understood why Pang Lichun was so devoted to him. Of course, she admired Ning Yufang's magnanimity even more. On Thursday,
February 15, 1996
, after the Spring Festival gala at the Fang family mansion, Fang Zhenyu returned to the mansion with his group of beautiful women. Because they were going to the provincial capital the next day to participate in the provincial arts festival, not only did Zhen'er and Zhu'er, who hadn't finished their training, come, but even Aunt Thirteen and Yue Shan hadn't gone home. Although Aunt Thirteen and Yue Shan weren't in the dance troupe, they were artistic elites from Xingguang School, and Anjing suggested that Ning Yufang take them out to broaden their horizons during the holiday.
Everyone in the living room excitedly recounted the events of the evening, rejoicing over their successful performances. Hua Qianwen said, "I think our program tonight was excellent. It perfectly captured the spirit of unity and hard work of the port builders. Sister Fang, it could definitely be a staple of our program."
Ning Yufen looked at the beautiful woman with surprise. Hua Qianwen rarely offered opinions; what was wrong with her today? But seeing the look in her eyes—the unmistakable admiration a young girl has for an outstanding man—she understood immediately. She said, "Qianwen, you seem to admire the port builders very much. Why don't you work for Zhenyu?"
"I was just thinking of finishing tutoring Zhen'er and the others and applying for jobs at the port!" Hua Qianwen blurted out. When she noticed Ning Yufen's unusual expression, her heart raced. She thought, "I mustn't let her see through my thoughts." It turned out that during this time, Hua Qianwen had been staying at the Fang family home and frequently seeing Fang Zhenyu, and had unknowingly become attracted to his personal charm.
Ning Yuzhi, standing nearby, also understood Ning Yufen's meaning and said, "Sister Wen, I also encourage you to give it a try. With my brother-in-law's training, there are many opportunities for success. My brother-in-law has trained quite a few entrepreneurs, and quite a few of them are women."
"What's going on? Aren't they afraid Ning Yufang will be jealous? They actually talked about Fang Zhenyu's womanizing in front of her." Hua Qianwen thought to herself. Although she had heard many stories about Fang Zhenyu's romantic affairs, she never thought he would be so promiscuous as to bring them to his home. She said, "I don't have that kind of ability, I just want to better utilize my expertise."
Upon hearing the Ning sisters speak, Fang Zhenyu knew what they were up to. He usually didn't concern himself with such matters, but seeing Yue Shan's longing expression at such a young age, he said, "Stop arguing here. We're leaving early tomorrow morning, let's get everyone rested."
Ning Yufen also noticed the girls' expressions. Although she hoped Fang Zhenyu would attract more women, those girls were still minors, and it wouldn't be good if something happened. So she said, "What's the arrangement? Liu Qian and the other three will stay with you, Jingjing and Tingting will stay with me, and the rest can be handled by Fifth Sister."
"Okay, let's arrange it like that. Everyone get some rest." Fang Zhenyu said, walking towards the elevator. Everyone rushed to follow, but the elevator was too small, so they had to split into two groups.
Hua Qianwen and Ning Yufen were in the second group. When she arrived at the guest room, Jingjing and Tingting had already gone into the bathroom to shower. Seeing the two of them showering together, she couldn't help but sigh at how shameless girls were these days. When she finished showering and came out, she found that the two were missing. She thought they were with Ning Yufen, so she went to check, but they weren't there. She couldn't help but ask Ning Yufen, "Sister Fang, where are Jingjing and the others?"
"This building isn't very big, they won't get lost. You don't need to bother with them," Ning Yufen said with a smile.
"But..."
"If you're worried, why don't you go up to the sixth floor and check? I think they might be up there?"
"They're up there? What are they doing up there?"
"If you want to understand your students, how can you do it without getting to know them thoroughly?" Ning Yufen said. Seeing that Hua Qianwen already had feelings for Fang Zhenyu, she was creating an opportunity for her.
Hua Qianwen, hearing Ning Yufen's words, also became curious. She certainly couldn't believe Ning Yufen would allow these girls to fool around with Fang Zhenyu, so she hadn't considered that possibility at all. However, when she reached the living room door, she was stunned by the voices inside. Inside were Jingjing and Tingting, along with Liu Qian and the others, their conversation incredibly lewd. Hua Qianwen blushed and her heart pounded. She wanted to back away, but couldn't bear to, so she continued listening.
Suddenly, there was a noise beside her. Turning around, she saw it was Aunt Thirteen and Yue Shan. She quickly made a gesture to stop them. The two women, curious, didn't back away but instead quietly moved closer to Hua Qianwen. Hua Qianwen had no choice but to make a shushing gesture and listen quietly with them.
The people inside seemed oblivious to the eavesdropping, continuing their enthusiastic conversation. Occasionally, Fang Zhenyu's magnetic voice would drift in, praising the girls' bodies with witty and humorous language and apt metaphors. Hua Qianwen secretly admired them, as many of these descriptions were unimaginable to those who hadn't experienced them. Thirteen Aunt and Yue Shan were completely captivated, never imagining their own bodies could be described in such terms.
Gradually, the conversation turned into moans, so alluring that the three women outside were also aroused, involuntarily touching their own bodies. Hua Qianwen retained a sliver of consciousness, while Thirteen Aunt and Yue Shan gradually forgot everything. Just then, Ning Yufang's voice came from inside: "Jingjing, Tingting, that's enough. You should leave. You don't want your teacher Fang to commit a crime, do you?"
"Okay," Jingjing replied reluctantly, adding, "I really wish I could turn sixteen soon."
Hearing this, Hua Qianwen quickly pulled Thirteen Aunt and Yue Shan away.
Fang Zhenyu, inside the study, didn't see what was happening outside, but he knew someone was watching. He didn't make a sound or think about who it was, simply enjoying the services of Liu Qian and the others. He was confident that none of the girls in this building could escape his grasp. After Jingjing and Tingting left, he, Ning Yufang, and Liu Qian began their real work. With his skill, he ensured all five women received the most pleasurable experience. Finally, he released his passion into Xiaomei's body, knowing she was safe that day and also wanting to leave her with a good impression.
Once everything was calm, Ning Yufang took Liu Qian, Qiaoqiao, and Xiaoli back to her room. Fang Zhenyu led Xiaomei into the bathroom, washing her as he asked, "Xiaomei, are you really leaving us?"
"Did Sister Qian tell you everything?"
"Yes. You know, of the four of you, you were the first one I was involved with, and I've always treated you better than Liu Qian and the others. Why do you want to leave me?"
Xiaomei gently washed Fang Zhenyu as well, saying emotionally, "It's not that you're bad to me, but like you said, everyone has their own path. I think my path lies there, so I have to leave."
After washing, the two returned to bed, embracing each other. Fang Zhenyu said, "Everyone has their own ambitions; you can't force them. I don't object to you leaving, but I'm very worried. Your temper is too strong; you'll suffer when things go wrong. Remember, whenever you feel tired, come back here. This is your home."
"I understand." Xiaomei was very grateful, but couldn't fall asleep. Finally, she and Fang Zhenyu had another passionate encounter, and only after this moment of satisfaction could she finally drift off to sleep.

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