[CCAV Film and Television Synchronous Sound - 2017 "In the Name of the People" Uncut Version]

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CCTV Film and Television Synchronous Sound - 2017 "In the Name of the People" Uncut Version

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"In the Name of the People"

has been in a good mood lately, walking lightly and gracefully, her eyes sparkling. A battle of wits was fought
brilliantly , which must have left a deep impression on Hou Liangping. Although Director Hou of the Anti-Corruption Bureau is a dangerous
person who should not be approached, he is also quite lovable, making people both happy and worried. To avoid worry, one must do thorough homework and engage in necessary personal
grooming , a good habit she has cultivated over many years.

The night was hazy, the starlight dim, and Gao Xiaoqin let her spirits soar as she strolled alone on the lawn. This was her paradise,
her own independent kingdom. Whenever she saw the fairytale-like villas, the vast, verdant golf course,
or the towering buildings of the resort, she felt a dreamlike sensation—she was an empress,
walking in her own land…

Two drunkards, supporting each other, staggered down the path, shouting and rambling incoherently. These were
two regulars and VIPs of her club—Deputy Secretary-General Qin of the Municipal Government and
Chen Qingquan, .

Gao Xiaoqin went to greet them with a beaming smile. Deputy Secretary-General Qin smiled like a cat, inquiring if the
Russian girl, Katyusha, was there.

Gao Xiaoqin said, "Of course he's there! He's waiting for the Secretary-General to go learn Russian in Building No. 3!"

Deputy Secretary-General Qin raised his hands in surrender, hiccuping as he complained, "Dean Chen ruined things for me today. He got me drunk
, so I can't learn. I have to go home."

Chen Qingquan then leered and joked, "Since the Secretary-General is gone, I'll have to learn Russian instead."

Deputy Secretary-General Qin wasn't jealous at all: "Whatever."

Gao Xiaoqin arranged for a car to take Deputy Secretary-General Qin and advised Chen Qingquan to get some rest.

Chen Qingquan wasn't serious at all, and said in a glib tone, "Rest? What? I have to learn Russian! Harasoo...
"

Gao Xiaoqin replied with a slightly strange laugh, "This foreign language, yes, you really have to learn it well!" After saying that, she
helped the drunken Chen Qingquan into Building No. 3 of the Shanshui Manor.

...

Building No. 3 is a luxurious villa located deep within the Mountain and Water Manor. Passing through the opulently decorated lobby,
the drunken Chen Qingquan walked confidently to the left, where a large suite with floor-to-ceiling windows—
the scene of the so-called "Fishbowl Selection"—was situated.

This was a lady room; "lady" is an insulting term for an adult woman in English.
Through this glass wall, where the outside couldn't see in but the inside could see out, Chen Qingquan rubbed his blurry,
drunken eyes and lecherously scrutinized the several blonde, fair-skinned women inside, dressed only in bikinis. Because this room housed
blonde women specially hired by Gao Xiaoqin from Europe and America at high prices, it was also known as the "Fishbowl."

Each time, Gao Xiaoqin would bring regular customers here to choose their partners. She would press a button on her
walkie-talkie which would beep, indicating that the blonde women were about to be chosen, and they would all
strike seductive poses.

A blonde woman on the left stood up; she was a beauty with a typical European look. Her pupils were cold and
deep, her nose was straight, her mouth was large, and her skin was fair. Gao Xiaoqin said she was a supermodel. The bikini she wore used very
little material; from the front, one could see the
perfect curves of her round breasts, barely covered by her areolas, extending from the ties! She first walked towards the glass wall with a professional smile, then slowly
turned around , twisting her hips as she retreated. Her hips, which were half again as full as those of a Chinese woman,
seemed to be telling Chen Qingquan on this side of the wall what she was squeezing!

The second woman wore a purple bra and panties that were almost entirely made of lace. The purple lace decorated
the four sides, exquisite and gorgeous, but the most private parts that needed to be covered were completely exposed, with two mounds of flesh
fully revealed, and a mysterious dark shadow between her legs vaguely visible. The top of her stockings even had sexy and lewd garters. This
tantalizingly revealing look only fueled Chen Qingquan's lust. She simply stood there quietly with her arms crossed,
making no provocative gestures, yet the pressure of her arms made her incredibly full breasts almost
burst from her bra cups!

The third blonde woman, who had been lazily lounging on the sofa, heard the "beep, beep" sound and quickly
rolled over , propping herself up on her arms. Through her round neckline, almost
three-quarters of her ample, snow-white breasts were exposed, and her trembling nipples could even be seen shimmering.

Chen Qingquan casually surveyed the goldfish in the fish tank, his gaze lingering on a blonde woman
! Her glasses, worn without rims, were clearly decorative, yet they gave her
an intellectual air. Compared to the other women's near-naked attire, she was the only one fully clothed, though
her office lady outfit was far too thin; her white embroidered blouse was almost translucent,
revealing her ample breasts but also the glimpses of bold pink shadows within.

Seeing Chen Qingquan involuntarily stop and swallow hard, Gao Xiaoqin cautiously reminded him,
"Dean Chen, this is Deputy Secretary Qin's favorite person!"

"What's there to be afraid of! My relationship with Old Qin is rock solid! Isn't one of those four ironclad rules 'having visited prostitutes together'
? Besides, you and Xiaofeng also went with Gao Shu..." Chen Qingquan abruptly covered his mouth, letting out
a few : "Hehe, hehe, I've had too much to drink!"

"Are you looking for trouble!" Gao Xiaoqin's expression changed, and she gently pinched Chen Qingquan's waist. "
What do you think of that Ukrainian girl, Natasha? Let me tell you, she
graduated !"

"Graduated from the political and legal system? Then why is she selling this in China?"

"Oh dear! Dean Chen, didn't the Soviet Union collapse? This kind of political and legal profession isn't in demand there anymore,
everyone's unemployed! That's why they come to China to make their fortune!" "

The Soviet Union has been dissolved for so many years, how come there are still people studying political science and law?" Chen Qingquan asked.

"Well!" A hint of embarrassment appeared on Gao Xiaoqin's face, but she immediately explained, "Well! I
heard that the Soviet Union had very high requirements for the political affiliation of political cadres, and many
were trained from a young age by finding children with impeccable political backgrounds. Natasha must have received Party education from a young age, so now that she's grown up and graduated
, she finds her profession is useless! Isn't there a saying, 'The day of graduation is the day of unemployment'? That's exactly
her situation!"

"Oh!" Chen Qingquan looked at Natasha carefully. Her beautiful face and lovely big eyes gave
the impression that she came from a respectable family. He said happily, "Then I'll have to discuss the differences between the Soviet and
Chinese !"

When Chen Qingquan entered the private room prepared for him, he excitedly took out a few small blue
pills . He took out one pill, about 50ml, and was about to swallow it when he muttered to himself, "I heard that this Russian girl
has thick hair and a wide vagina. I'm afraid this one pill won't be enough!"

After saying that, he put another pill in his palm and swallowed it in one gulp. "I can't let the Russians look down on us Chinese
friends!"

"Zdrastvede (Russian: Hello)!" The door was pushed open a crack, and then Natasha's light
figure slipped in.

"Dawalishi (Russian: Comrade)!" Chen Qingquan quickly greeted her in a few words of Russian that he had
learned .

Natasha smiled. In fact, for Ukrainians of this era, it was rare to hear
the especially since Chen Qingquan's pronunciation was completely inaccurate. She turned her back and, in the dim light, began to remove her white
petticoat.

(Wow! So direct!) Chen Qingquan looked at the dreamlike beauty before him—the long, radiant
, almost white, golden hair cascading down her back, the sensual shoulders, the nylon petticoat tightly hugging her curvaceous body,
almost revealing her slender waist and full hips. Chen Qingquan's excitement grew.

She removed the straps, and the nylon petticoat slipped down.

(Ah, I can't take it!)

Her smooth, milky-white back was revealed, her figure long and straight like a ballerina's, without any excess flesh.
The bra straps dug into her back.

Pulling down her pantyhose from her waist, Chen Qingquan's gaze immediately focused on her buttocks. Full, upturned mounds,
encased in a small thong, her curves were the typical voluptuous beauty of a foreigner.

This was a half-naked scene he could never have dreamed of. Chen Qingquan's penis was already erect, and he
grabbed Natasha from behind!

Natasha snorted coldly, turning to face Chen Qingquan. Her eyes were the deep blue of the Arctic, possessing
the stern, unapproachable air characteristic of a government official. Her eyes didn't smile; instead, they seemed angry.

Chen Qingquan couldn't help himself. Her gaze reminded him of the
female subordinates who had graduated from various political and legal academies and been assigned to his court over the years—young, beautiful, yet possessing an air of privileged arrogance!

He couldn't resist, nor did he need to, because her essence
was different from those female subordinates he could only admire and covet silently!

Tonight, she belonged to him!

Chen Qingquan skillfully slipped his hand inside her bra, trying to find her nipple! But Natasha
crossed arms and twisted her body.

With a 'snap,' in the twisting motion, Natasha seemed to accidentally touch the knot of her front-fastening bra!

"Ah!" With a gasp, her snow-white bra dangled from Chen Qingquan's hand, and she, clutching her chest, darted into the covers like
a fish!

"Darling! Cunningly!" Chen Qingquan couldn't recall the Russian pronunciation of "cunning," and subconsciously
mimicked the lewd face of a Japanese soldier. He grabbed the bra, took a deep breath, and smelled
the unique hormonal scent of the bra that clung to her breasts and peeked through her armpits, which only excited Chen Qingquan more! He took off
his clothes and also slipped into bed.

Natasha reached for the light switch, but Chen Qingquan stopped her.

"Turn this off too? Are you going to turn it off?" Chen Qingquan's tone became increasingly irritable. If it was off, he would
n't be able to admire Natasha's naked body in bed, and to him, the snow-white, young body of a foreign woman was the most
alluring thing !

"No!" Natasha pointed to the light, expressing her refusal in English!

"No!" Chen Qingquan reached out to grab Natasha's fingers as she was about to turn off the light. Because of the typically
tall and imposing figure of Russian women, his body almost peeked out from under the sheets!

"Oh!" Natasha screamed. She cried out in surprise at the sight of Chen Qingquan's
erect , then covered her face with the sheet!

"Hehe! Scared by the Chinese Diluc's submachine gun, huh!" Seeing Natasha's
ostrich , Chen Qingquan's mood eased somewhat. He lifted the sheet covering Natasha's genitals,
revealing her snow-white thighs crossed, only a small tuft of playful golden pubic hair showing.

He forcefully spread her firm legs, stroking the golden pubic hair, while playing with the tangled labia—the vibrant color and shape characteristic of Western
women —causing Chen Qingquan to sigh repeatedly.

Similarly, the strong, distinctive scent of Western women's genitals stimulated Chen Qingquan, seemingly mixed with a dreamy perfume
fragrance, which he found irresistible!

As he leaned against her, the unique warmth of a young girl enveloped him, sending him into a frenzy of excitement.

"Ah...uh..."

Even as he struggled to hold back his breath while entwined with Natasha, his breathing became rapid, and lewd moans escaped his lips.

"Natasha..."

"No!" Natasha responded with disgust. Chen Qingquan forcefully pressed his rock-hard penis, hardened

by the effects of two Viagra pills, beneath him.

His rapid breaths hit her neck, his erect penis pressed against her stomach.

His hands caressed the woman's naked body, examining the beautiful Russian girl's full flesh,
smooth as fine silk, elastic to the touch.

Chen Qingquan gently kneaded her breasts, muttering, "How many men have you been with?"

"..."

"I'll show you later whether the old Russian's thing is bigger, or the Chinese Diluk's submachine gun is stronger!"

"..."

Natasha didn't understand Chen Qingquan's question at all; he was only saying such obscene things
to maintain his own lust.

He took her erect nipple into his mouth, teasing it with his tongue, while simultaneously caressing Natasha's genitals with one hand, stroking
her soft pubic hair and labia, parting the petals.

"She's wet...hard." Chen Qingquan's fingers found her clitoris and began to rub it.

In an instant, Natasha reacted, stopping her breathing and letting out a deep sigh.

(Damn it! Pretending to be innocent!)

Based on past experience, Chen Qingquan drew this conclusion. The best evidence was that, despite the language barrier,
his actions towards her during these lewd acts contradicted her unpleasant expression; his breathing and body movements became
increasingly aroused.

At this moment, Chen Qingquan's penis was also at its peak of heat. He used his lower body to pry open Natasha's
tightly closed legs.

The instant he entered, he smelled an irresistible fragrance of her body, a sweet, numbing sensation spreading from his head to his toes.
Her young body, decades younger than him, was full of freshness and a sense of tightness. Her vagina
reacted to the friction of his penis.

(He wondered how much experience this foreign woman had with foreign men…)

After this, Chen Qingquan quickly assessed her sexual experience!

But at this moment, he couldn't care less; the effects of Viagra combined with the stimulation of male hormones made him only think about
thrusting. He used a combination of fast and slow thrusts, simultaneously kneading her breasts and gently tickling her waist and buttocks with skillful finger techniques
.

For about twenty minutes, Chen Qingquan attacked fiercely using this method. Natasha began to feel intoxicated. Although
she tried her best to endure, she still let out sexy moans from her nostrils and gently wiggled her buttocks.

When Chen Qingquan skillfully thrust in and out with varying depths, she would let out sweet
moans

Chen Qingquan's sparse white hair swayed with his body as he looked down on the Western woman, humiliating her with his superior strength.
Not satisfied with that, he lifted her long legs high, deepening the sexual union.

This position allowed him to penetrate deeply into the Western woman's body, passing through her vaginal opening to reach her cervix, rotating his huge
glans at the cervix.

Soon, he encountered Natasha's vaginal contractions, and Chen Qingquan let out excited moans. He
moved back and forth with all his might.

"It's coming... It's coming..."

A sound that was not quite a word came from his throat, and Chen Qingquan's body convulsed violently! 　　Natasha, having rolled out from under Chen Qingquan, reached for her underwear at the foot of the bed, casually wiped her genitals, and then picked

her clothes to leave! 　　"Why are you just leaving like this?" Chen Qingquan was reluctant. He pulled an It was something a client had secretly given him earlier that day. Without caring how much was inside, he emptied it all and threw it on the bed: "Money! Banknotes! Manny! Here! You!" He pointed at Natasha, then counted the money, gesturing for her to take it. 　　Natasha picked up the stack of money from the bed and expertly counted it. It was about ten thousand. She nodded in satisfaction , stuffed it on the bedside table, and then asked, "Why? 妮- 须要- 身么- 肤乌?" 　　"Damn! So you can speak Chinese!" Although Natasha's Mandarin had the characteristic of foreigners being entirely flat , it didn't prevent Chen Qingquan from understanding her! After all, it was his mother tongue. 　　"Damn it! I'll fuck you!" He was furious ! 　　"Oh! What did you say? 'Mom'? You want me to play your mother in a costume?" Natasha shrugged , clearly not understanding Chinese swear words: "But I'm too young for you, it's hard for me to play that kind of costume well!" 　　[PS: I won't imitate foreign pronunciation anymore, otherwise double translation is too tiring! Anyway, you all !] "I'm not going to fuck your mother, I'm going to fuck you until you call me 'Mom'!" 　　"You want me to call you 'Mom'?" Natasha was bewildered by Chen Qingquan's tongue twister: "But you 're a man, I should call you 'Daddy,' if you want, I can call you 'Daddy,' I also like having a mature and powerful man like you as my 'Daddy' in China!" 　　Chen Qingquan hugged Natasha, grabbing her snow-white breasts with both hands, rotating them constantly, while his fingers wriggled on them like , occasionally twisting her already hard nipples. 　　After this relentless assault, Natasha's expression began to show a hint of ecstasy! 　　Chen Qingquan inserted two fingers into her vagina, stirring them lewdly. Natasha turned her face away, opening her sexy little mouth to breathe. Her sensuality had reached its limit, and Chen Qingquan's penis, stimulated by the four-hour effects of Viagra, became erect again. 　　"Damn it! Get down on all fours!" Chen Qingquan slapped her buttocks and immediately pressed down on her from behind, assuming a dog-like mating position. 　　"Haha! So you Russian girls like to be penetrated from the ass like this!" Chen Qingquan reached forward and grabbed her breasts, which were sagging from her prone position. The heavy feeling of the Western woman intoxicated him, and he thrust excitedly. 　　Her full flesh was now at his mercy. This was through the power of money. Although power cannot be directly obtained , power can be used to acquire money, and then money can be exchanged for desire! 　　Deeply inhaling the fragrance of her white blonde hair and kissing her snow-white back, Chen Qingquan's desire for greater power became even stronger , and he slapped her full buttocks even more. 　　"Oh, it's getting tighter and tighter." 　　Natasha, who was becoming hot from the union from behind, had her hair grabbed and her buttocks slapped. She was no longer serious , but more like a bitch, showing her lewdness.

After about thirty minutes of continuous intercourse, Chen Qingquan, over fifty years old, was exhausted. He
lay panting on the disheveled sheets, while Natasha took the initiative, straddling his lap with her back to him
, her body trembling violently. Her face was flushed, her mouth slightly open, revealing the tip of her tongue, lost in
a trance-like state, her earlier pride nowhere to be seen.

Her labia, constantly being thrust into by his penis, were engorged and swollen, the massive shaft
glistening with her juices.

Regaining a bit of strength, Chen Qingquan sat up, turning Natasha's head and sucking on her lips.

Natasha's blonde hair fell loosely to the sides, her upper body arching back violently, emitting a mournful
moan.

...

Chen Qingquan changed positions like a stuntman, finally placing Natasha on her side, and
penetrating .

During this time, their genitals remained joined, and Chen Qingquan finally reached
his limit.

"Ah... I can't take it anymore..." An unprecedentedly intense pleasure caused him to ejaculate violently.

The wave of climax had passed...

Chen Qingquan pulled Natasha into his arms, and through her delicate collarbone, he could see her
enormous . Like cantaloupes, they jutted forward, and the pale skin typical of Caucasians revealed faint blue
veins. Chen Qingquan wrapped one hand around Natasha's back, past her shoulder, and grasped one breast, kneading it. The breast seemed to be filled to its fullest
, the flesh overflowing between his fingers.

His other hand lifted it, stretching it several centimeters, making it streamlined.

"Oh! It hurts! Don't treat my breasts like this!" Natasha's naked upper body instinctively twisted!

"Don't what?"

"Breasts!" Natasha cried out in her native language in a moment of panic!

A lewd smile crept across Chen Qingquan's lips: "It's not called 'Gulu' here, it's called 'Naizi' (boobs), or you could call it
'Mimi'!"

"No! You're lying to me!" Natasha shook her head: "'Mimi' means 'mama,' like President
Gao, that's our 'Mimi'!"

"President Gao calls it 'Mama Mimi,' but here it's just 'Mimi'! You need to be careful to distinguish them!" Chen
Qingquan demonstrated with his mouth: "Look at my mouth shape, m-a-a…"

As he spoke, he opened his mouth and pounced on Natasha's chest, her cheeks instantly filled with her breasts, sucking hard. The full
flesh was drawn into his mouth, continuing to stretch.

When the breasts had gradually stretched several centimeters, Chen Qingquan suddenly released the nipple. A 'snap' sound followed, and
the full breast bounced up and down.

He continued this action, making a 'snap…' sucking sound, then a 'snap' sound as he released
the nipple , repeating this over and over. The beautiful, rocket-shaped breasts were stretched long and pointed, swaying back and forth.

Then, Chen Qingquan pulled up the sheet, preparing to continue discussing the Russian
pronunciations *bang!* the door to the private room was kicked open, and several policemen rushed in—it was
Captain Qian from the city's anti-prostitution squad!

"My God!" Chen Qingquan exclaimed, quickly pulling the sheet up to cover himself!

"I suspect you of prostitution, I'm checking now!" Captain Qian sternly ordered, "Take the sheet down!"

"Why? Why!" Chen Qingquan put down the sheet, but shouted, "This is my personal privacy!"

True to his judgely nature, his first reaction was to use his own rights as a shield, though it was ultimately useless.

Captain Qian smirked. "Dean Chen, things have come to this. What else do you have to say?"

"Dean Chen? What Dean Chen?" Chen Qingquan, his identity exposed, pretended to have mistaken someone for someone else. "You've
got the wrong person, haven't you? I'm a businessman!"

"Let me tell you! The police can't just falsely accuse people!" Chen Qingquan shouted, only to see Captain Qian throw
his phone at him. The phone showed a picture of Chen Qingquan in a suit and tie, looking perfectly respectable, displayed on the city court's administrative supervision bulletin board.

"Is this me? Is this me?" Chen Qingquan still tried to deny everything even with the evidence right in front of him.

"Then, Dean Chen, come back with us for a DNA test, and everything will be clear, won't it?"

"Ugh! My head hurts! I'm so dizzy. I just took too much medicine! Look at the pillbox, I just took
two Viagra pills. I definitely overdosed!"

Seeing that he couldn't fool everyone anymore, Chen Qingquan started feigning illness again.

In the end, all he got was a super-domineering "Take him away!"

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