[Urban] A Born Romantic and Lucky Man (Complete) - 22

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Chapter 114 A Strong Start but a Weak End

If Ding Ling hadn't recognized us, we really wouldn't have expected to run into Tian Tian here. Each grade in the school has twelve classes, and each class selects a class beauty, known as the "Twelve Beauties." Tian Tian ranked third, even ahead of Lin Shiyi. However, I didn't have a deep impression of Tian Tian; I'd only run into her two or three times on the street since the start of the semester. Compared to the other class beauties, Tian Tian seemed much more low-key, rarely showing her face at school.

Ding Ling comforted Tian Tian: "Tian Tian, don't cry. What are you doing here? Were you bullied?"

Wasn't that obvious? It seemed Tian Tian was working here, but she wasn't wearing a kimono, so she didn't look like a waitress in a private room. Why was she in a private room? Tian Tian's family probably wasn't well-off either, like me, having to work while only in her first year of high school. Nowadays, most children are only children; if their families could afford it, no parent would let their daughter work at such a young age.

While Ding Ling was asking Tian Tian what had happened, things weren't over yet.

The Japanese man, humiliated in front of everyone by Fang Xiaoyi's shove, was enraged and, fueled by alcohol, slapped her across the face. Tian Tian cried out in alarm; Fang Xiaoyi had stood up for her, and she naturally felt bad if she'd been hit by a Japanese man. However, Zhang Ning and I remained silent. This Japanese man dared to lay a hand on Fang Xiaoyi; he was asking for trouble. Sure enough, before Tian Tian's exclamation had even faded, the Japanese man, pushed and shoved by Fang Xiaoyi, slammed his head against the wooden door of the private room. He lay on the ground for a while before struggling to his feet, his face flushed red, cursing loudly, and then lunged at Fang Xiaoyi again.

Fang Xiaoyi sneered and kicked out, but the Japanese man dodged the vicious blow. Fang Xiaoyi was wearing high heels; a kick from her would be quite painful. Despite being drunk, he managed to dodge that kick; it seems this Japanese guy has some skills. He was careless earlier, assuming Fang Xiaoyi was just acting out of righteous indignation because she was a girl. He hadn't expected her to give him such a rude awakening right from the start. Having suffered a setback, the Japanese guy naturally wasn't going to let it go and prepared to attack again. Seeing that Fang Xiaoyi was formidable and that they were somewhat in the wrong, the others didn't want to escalate the situation and cause trouble, so they quickly pulled the Japanese guy back, preventing him from making another move. Fang Xiaoyi said to the man, "You'd better stop him from causing any more trouble. This isn't Japan. Don't think that Chinese girls are easy to bully. You need to apologize to this girl."

One of the men said, "Who are you? This girl's service is bad, we are very dissatisfied, and we want to file a complaint."

Fang Xiaoyi hadn't quite figured out what was going on and was a little hesitant to speak. She turned to Tian Tian and asked, "What exactly did you two argue about?"

According to Tian Tian, the Japanese man had already drunk too much and wanted her to pour him more wine. He even touched her thigh while she was pouring the wine. Tian Tian panicked, her hand trembled, and she spilled the wine on the Japanese man's head and body. The Japanese man got angry and slapped Tian Tian.

After listening, Fang Xiaoyi felt more confident and said to the group, "This is entirely your fault; you must apologize to this girl."

The group replied, "Mr. Tanaka was drunk and accidentally touched the girl's body, which is normal. But this girl maliciously retaliated by deliberately spilling wine on Mr. Tanaka. She should apologize to him."

This was a complete reversal of the truth; now it was Tian Tian's fault. Tian Tian was both angry and aggrieved, saying, "You, you're talking nonsense! He touched me on purpose!"

The man said, "Don't talk nonsense, or we'll sue you for defamation."

I couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Helping the Japanese bully a Chinese girl, are you even Chinese?"

I was being lenient by not calling him a traitor. Unexpectedly, the guy's next sentence was, "I am Japanese."

Damn, he even spoke fluent Mandarin. I said, "Just because you're Japanese doesn't mean you're all that. This is China, and Chinese girls aren't like Japanese hotel hostesses, to be groped and played with by any customer."

"You bastard, how dare you insult Japanese women!"

"You're the bastards! You're the ones insulting Chinese girls now. We're being lenient by not hitting you."

The commotion attracted the attention of several guests from private rooms, who came out to see what was happening. The owner also rushed over, repeatedly apologizing to the Japanese, and then said to Tian Tian, "You, quickly apologize to the customers."

I said, "They're the ones bullying us, why should Tian Tian apologize to them?"

The owner said, "The customer is always right."

What kind of logic is that? Why don't you send your wife and daughter to entertain the customers? Doesn't it hurt your heart if it's not your own daughter? Ding Ling said to Tian Tian, "Ignore him. They're the ones who did wrong, and you still have to apologize? What kind of lousy shop is this?"

Tian Tian's face flushed red, and she lowered her head without saying a word. The shop owner said, "If you don't apologize, you don't need to come to work tomorrow."

Lin Shiyi retorted, "Fine, I won't come to work then! What's so great about this Japanese shop? None of you Japanese are any good; you only know how to bully the weak and fear the strong. You think Chinese people are easy to bully? If you're so capable, go fight the Americans! Your own female students were bullied by American soldiers, and you didn't dare do anything to them."

She made a decision for Tian Tian, without considering Tian Tian's difficulties. Tian Tian was only 16 years old, and finding a job wasn't easy. However, Lin Shiyi's father was a diversified businessman, owning several companies. If Xiao Yi just said a word, finding Tian Tian another job would be a piece of cake.

Lin Shiyi's words offended all the Japanese people in the shop. After all, most customers at Japanese restaurants were Japanese; Chinese customers usually came to entertain Japanese businessmen. Several Japanese men, who seemed to have been in China for quite some time and could understand some Chinese, were all glaring at Lin Shiyi with livid faces. If it weren't for her young age and the fact that she was a girl, they would have already started a fight.

Lin Shiyi hid behind me, still stubbornly saying, "What, did I say something wrong?"

I took her small hand and said, "Our Xiaoyi was really straightforward today, I wholeheartedly support her."

Lin Shiyi smiled sweetly at me, "I knew you would support me."

The drunk Tanaka broke free from the people around him and walked towards us, still cursing. I wanted to go forward, but Fang Xiaoyi stopped me, saying, "I'll handle this today. I want to see what he dares to do to us."

At this moment, someone stepped forward and said something to the Japanese man who came with Tanaka. The Japanese man's expression changed slightly, he glanced at us, and turned to stop Tanaka. It seemed he was Tanaka's superior. Although Tanaka was drunk, he immediately stopped upon hearing this, making one wonder if he had been faking his drunkenness. The Japanese man who seemed to be the leader stepped forward and said, "I'm sorry, I apologize for my subordinate's rude behavior just now, please forgive him." He

even bowed to us. Then he ordered Tanaka to also bow and apologize to us and Tian Tian.

This change of attitude was too fast; we were all a little caught off guard. A fight that was about to break out had ended so inexplicably. Judging from their momentum just now, and their current behavior, it was a complete anticlimactic. But it's better not to fight than to fight, right? Lin Shiyi said a few more words, still trying to justify herself. The Japanese men didn't react, pretending not to hear, and hurriedly paid their bill and left.

We were already preparing to leave, but we were delayed for half an hour because of Tian Tian. Now that things had ended so inexplicably, we naturally had to leave too. After such an incident, Tian Tian obviously couldn't stay there any longer. She paid the owner and left with us. It's clear that Tian Tian really needs this job, but everyone has pride. Lin Shiyi already turned it down for her, so she can't very well ask for it back in such a humiliating way.

On the way, Fang Xiaoyi and Ding Ling asked Tian Tian in more detail why she was working. Tian Tian's parents divorced when she was young, and she lived with her mother. The two of them depended on each other, and although life was hard, they managed to get by. However, Tian Tian's mother developed a serious kidney disease due to years of overwork and could no longer do physical labor. She could only take on odd jobs at home, such as pasting cardboard boxes and weaving paper rope crafts, earning only three or four hundred yuan a month, which suddenly made life very difficult. Although relatives usually took good care of the mother and daughter, it was not enough. The mother and daughter had to live, and Tian Tian's mother also needed to take medication, so their lives were quite difficult. Tian Tian got a job at this Japanese restaurant during the summer vacation through a referral. Her daily work was to tally and settle the bills for each private room. She would only occasionally help out in the private rooms when there were too many customers. Usually, the customers were very polite, but she never expected to encounter a pervert today. Ding Ling and Xiao Yi naturally comforted Tian Tian, telling her not to be too sad. Lin Shiyi promised to help Tian Tian find an easier job.

Finally, Ding Ling and Lin Shiyi accompanied Tian Tian home, and also to visit Tian Tian's mother. The two girls were willing to visit Tian's mother, but they were somewhat unhappy that I wasn't going with them and instead wanted to accompany Zhang Ning and Fang Xiaoyi. They rolled their eyes at me, but I pretended not to notice.

After seeing Ding Ling and the others off, I secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Fang Xiaoyi said, "So, now you know that having a lot of girls around is a hassle, right?"

I nodded vigorously, "Exactly! I'm almost overwhelmed and exhausted."

Fang Xiaoyi grabbed my ear and said, "Aren't you almost exhausted from keeping up with us too?"

I quickly covered my ear and said, "Ah, how could I? I never tire of keeping Sister Ning and Sister Xiaoyi company."

Seeing that she still wouldn't let go, I squeezed her chest with my hand, and Fang Xiaoyi exclaimed in surprise before letting go. Afraid that she would retaliate, I quickly hugged her and kissed her, saying, "Good sister, are you jealous?"

Fang Xiaoyi blushed and said, "Why would I be jealous? Would I be jealous of little girls like them?"

"Then why are you blushing?"

"None of your business, I drank too much."

I stopped teasing her, afraid that if she got angry, I would be the one who suffered. I asked, "Xiaoyi, why did those Japanese guys leave so suddenly?"

Fang Xiaoyi said, "How would I know? Maybe something happened at their company and they had to go back immediately."

I said, "No way, that Japanese guy only changed his expression after glancing at you."

Zhang Ning said, "That Japanese guy was captivated by your beauty, Xiaoyi."

Fang Xiaoyi said, "Oh, Zhang Ning, you're trying to amuse me too."

I reached into Fang Xiaoyi's collar, grasped her breasts, and gently squeezed them a few times. Fang Xiaoyi exclaimed softly, "You little devil, what are you trying to do?" "Oh dear, we're still on the street, someone will see us."

I laughed, "You're trying to joke around again. No way, you must know what's going on. That Japanese guy definitely knows you. You have to tell the truth, or I'll have to torture you."

Fang Xiaoyi was both ticklish and embarrassed by my touch, and afraid that people outside the car would really see her. She said, "Ah, you little brat, I really don't know this time. Ah, stop touching me, I'll go back and have someone check, okay? You little brat, can't you keep your hand to yourself? Take it out now."

I squeezed it a few more times before reluctantly taking her hand out. Fang Xiaoyi pinched my hand hard, her face still a little red, and said, "You only know how to bully me, why are you so honest with Zhang Ning?"

Zhang Ning said, "Oh, Xiaoyi, I didn't expect you to be so bad. You were tricked by that little devil, so you want to drag me down with you."

Zhang Ning didn't want to go to Li Ruyun's house to be jealous, nor did he want to go back home and be even more difficult to answer his parents' questions, so he booked a suite at a hotel. I asked, "Who's going to keep me company tonight?"

Zhang Ning said, "Pah, why are you always thinking about that? Can't we just sit and talk?"

I laughed, "We're all adults, there's no need to be shy."

Zhang Ning said, "You little brat, how old are you to call yourself an adult?"

I said, "Don't you know whether I'm an adult or not?"

Zhang Ning glanced at me, her eyes sparkling, and said, "Then what do you suggest? We can't just play dice like Wei Xiaobao, where whoever loses keeps you company first!"

That's a good idea, worth considering. Suddenly, a pillow flew over, and Fang Xiaoyi laughed and scolded, "You wish!"

Postscript: It's almost Chinese New Year, so my update speed will be greatly reduced recently. There's no way around it, it's the end of the year, and I have to work overtime at the company, not to mention I haven't had a moment's rest at home. I was exhausted yesterday and the day before, cleaning windows and painting the big iron gate, it was more tiring than going to work. I fell asleep as soon as I got into bed last night, I didn't even have the energy to type. Also, after a busy year, it's time to relax and spend more time with family in the evenings. I can't always be glued to the computer and neglect them. I'd like to temporarily pause my updates and use this opportunity to calmly consider the future plot development of the novel. Lately, I've been experiencing some writer's block and feel like I've run out of ideas. I hope everyone can give me valuable opinions and suggestions. I've been busy lately and haven't had much time online, so I generally won't be replying. Please understand. I might update two or three more chapters before the New Year, but the timing is uncertain. During the New Year period, I generally won't update anymore. I'll be visiting relatives and friends every day, and I won't have time to write the novel.

The New Year is almost here. Everyone has had a tough year. Wishing everyone a Happy New Year and all the best!

Chapter 115: Guest Appearance

Anyway, those two won't escape my clutches tonight, so I don't need to push them too hard. If they get angry and both of them attack me, I can't handle it. I laughed and said, "You guys discuss who should keep me company first. The first one will be richly rewarded and given a good time. The one who comes later, hehe, of course, will have to endure some torture."

Fang Xiaoyi laughed and said, "Who do you think you are, needing us to keep you company? Don't you like playing Wei Xiaobao? Today, you'll serve us."

I asked, "And who are you?"

Fang Xiaoyi pointed to Zhang Ning and said, "This is Princess Jianning, of course. Not only does her name have the character 'Ning,' but she's also pampered like a princess at home and in the company."

I said, "Your surname is Fang, so you must be Fang Tian. That little vixen surnamed Fang is quite wicked. She even pretended to be pregnant to deceive Lord Wei in the Yichun Courtyard. No way, today I'll verify her true identity first. I don't want her to be just stuffing a pillow in her belly."

As I spoke, I reached out and touched Fang Xiaoyi's chest. Fang Xiaoyi giggled sweetly, "Ah, where are you touching? Is this my belly?"

I said, "Maybe you've already given birth to a baby. I'm just checking if you have any milk."

Fang Xiaoyi felt ticklish from my touch and laughed, "If I had milk, it would have flowed out long ago with you playing with me like this."

I took her breast into my mouth and said, "If it flows out, I can quench my thirst."

Fang Xiaoyi's heart was already aroused, and she let me hold her and caress her. Her nipples were slowly hardening as I sucked on them. I gently tugged at her nipple and said, "You little vixen surnamed Fang, aren't you going to keep me company first?"

Fang Xiaoyi pushed me away, her face flushed, and said, "If you don't keep the princess company first, aren't you afraid she'll get angry and chop off your little glans?"

Zhang Ning couldn't help but laugh and said, "You little brat, what tricks are you trying to pull now? If I chop off Xiaobao's little glans, you'll be heartbroken."

I said, "That's outrageous! You two girls keep talking about glans all the time, it's not polite at all."

Zhang Ning laughed, "You little rascal, all you ever do is hang out with girls, and now you're trying to be all civilized?"

She stretched out her beautiful legs towards me and said, "Little Gui, why don't you rub my legs?"

I sat down next to Zhang Ning, placed her legs on my thighs, and gently massaged them, asking, "Sister, have you missed me while you were in Shanghai these past few days?"

Zhang Ning laughed, "We're not as free as you are. We're busy to death every day, who would have time to think about you, you little rascal?"

I said, "Really? I've been thinking about you every day, how could you treat me like this?"

Zhang Ning said, "You little devil, you're surrounded by beautiful women every day, how could you possibly miss us? Now you're pretending to care to make us happy. Your little female friend wasn't very welcoming to us today, you're probably already thinking about how to appease her tomorrow."

She was referring to Lin Shiyi, who was the most jealous and temperamental, but Zhang Ning herself wasn't much better. Lin Shiyi also went to Hong Kong during the National Day holiday and met Zhang Ning once or twice. Because they were both secretly jealous of each other, they didn't talk much.

I changed the subject and asked, "How's your cousin?"

I regretted it as soon as I said it; I was just asking for trouble. Sure enough, Zhang Ning snorted and said, "You seem quite concerned about my cousin, huh? Are you trying to make a move on her?"

Thinking about how I had used Shi Zhongtian's body to have a tryst with Xu Qing in Hong Kong, she became extremely jealous. She didn't even want me to rub her legs anymore and kicked me off the sofa.

I rubbed my backside and said aggrievedly, "She's your cousin, so of course she's my cousin too. It's only right that I ask to show my concern."

Zhang Ning couldn't help but laugh at my reaction and said, "She's her, and I'm me. What are you trying to get close to? I just won't allow you to think about her."

After being kicked like that, I did start to miss Xu Qing a little. I wondered if Xu Qing had gotten pregnant because of me. I then asked, "Then I'll ask Zhao Lin and Fang Xiuyun, is that alright now?" (Advertisement break: Still relying on your hands? How can that be enjoyable? Forum reputation guaranteed! Healthy anti-premature ejaculation masturbation exerciser, real oral sex pleasure experience, hot recommendation! Maintain ejaculation sensation for 30 minutes, so pleasurable you'll faint! Fully automated masturbation with 12 different sex positions and vibration frequencies. Click to enter.)

Zhang Ning said sourly, "You really are a womanizer, you don't forget any of the women you've been with."

Remembering how she and Zhao Lin had made a pornographic DVD together and were subsequently blackmailed by Wang Keming and his gang, she felt even angrier and wanted to kick me again. Seeing the situation was bad, I quickly dodged, but Fang Xiaoyi pinched me instead. What a miserable life.

Fang Xiaoyi said that Brother Dai accidentally discovered the DVD. Zhao Lin is really a bit perverted; she made this kind of film and kept it in a hidden place, not openly displayed it in the living room, taking it out to play whenever she felt like it. Her explanation to Zhang Ning was that she missed me and wanted to see me more in the film. I politely declined such an attempt to express my longing. Brother Dai, having accidentally seen the film, was naturally consumed by jealousy. He didn't dare do anything to Zhao Lin, nor did he dare directly blackmail Zhang Ning, so he resorted to blackmailing me through Wang Keming. Wang Keming's girlfriend, Fang Xiuyun, whom I had also slept with, was naturally filled with jealousy and hatred towards me. The two of them hit it off immediately, joining forces against me, and incidentally also dragging Liu Ruolan into it. Things became increasingly complicated afterward. Not only did two imposters from the National Security Bureau appear, but then Shi Xiaoyu showed up, and finally, a "Queen" emerged. Lately, these groups seem to have been quiet; none of them have come knocking on my door. I wonder if they'll pull something else off later. I discovered that Fang Xiaoyi had considerable influence. She not only had connections in the military but also knew many people in the State Security Bureau. I really didn't know her background. When I asked her, she wouldn't say, saying that my main task right now was studying, and she would take care of all this for me. She told me to focus on my studies, and no one would dare to do anything to me.

This time, Zhang Ning and Fang Xiaoyi would be staying here for about a week, so naturally I asked Fang Xiaoyi to keep an eye on my sister's lawsuit. With her influence, she must have many connections and be able to obtain the necessary evidence for the case. Fang Xiaoyi readily agreed. It was because I was taking her back to Shanghai and we went to a scenic spot that things got to this point, and Fang Xiaoyi felt she also bore some responsibility.

While chatting with Fang Xiaoyi, my hands weren't idle either, gently caressing her body and taking the opportunity to undress her. Fang Xiaoyi was dizzy from my ministrations, letting my hands roam freely over her body. After she finished speaking, she had almost taken off all her clothes. Fang Xiaoyi was getting aroused and didn't try to resist anymore, letting me remove all her clothes and carry her to the bed. I naturally stripped myself off quickly and climbed into bed as well.

I pulled Fang Xiaoyi into a 69 position, and she glared at me, saying, "You little devil, what tricks are you trying to pull now? Don't expect me to lick your 'bad thing,' I'm not Zhao Lin, I don't do such disgusting things."

I said with a fawning smile, "Good sister, just once, it'll be fun, you'll see."

I had wanted Zhang Min to give me oral sex a couple of days ago, but I hadn't found the opportunity, so today I'd let Fang Xiaoyi satisfy me. I hugged Fang Xiaoyi's pink buttocks and pressed her down, letting her honey pot press tightly against my mouth. I stuck out my tongue and forcefully sucked into Fang Xiaoyi's honey pot. To get Fang Xiaoyi to serve me, I had to let her taste the sweetness first. I licked her while gently rubbing her clitoris with my fingers, my other hand around her waist, caressing her buttocks repeatedly, savoring their smooth texture.

Fang Xiaoyi murmured loudly, her slender waist twisting, her vulva writhing against my face, covering it with her love juice. Seeing Fang Xiaoyi's excitement, I thrust my hips forward, indicating that I was going to put my penis into her mouth. Fang Xiaoyi grabbed my buttocks, slapped them lightly, paused, and then slowly took my penis into her mouth and began to suckle. Fang Xiaoyi's mouth held my penis tightly, her head moving rhythmically, her movements a little stiff at first, but she gradually got into the mood. Her tongue would occasionally lick the tip of my penis, sending waves of tingling sensations through me. Actually, because I often have sex with women, the tightness of her mouth didn't bring me much pleasure; it wasn't as intense as when she used her hands to stimulate me. But the important thing was that this beautiful and lovely woman was lying between my legs, sucking my penis with her mouth. The psychological satisfaction was overwhelming. She even gently scratched my scrotum with her fingernails, and that tingling sensation made me feel incredibly comfortable.

To repay Fang Xiaoyi's enthusiasm, I served her even more vigorously, sometimes licking, sometimes sucking, and occasionally thrusting my tongue into her honeypot, exploring from side to side, arousing Fang Xiaoyi greatly. Before we even got into bed, she was already aroused by my touch. Now, with my service like this, she couldn't hold on much longer, her body went limp, and her pink buttocks pressed tightly against my head, almost suffocating me.

Fang Xiaoyi spat out my still-erect penis, panting heavily, and said, "You little brat, you were so rough, trying to suffocate me!"

I rarely get a chance to have a woman service my penis with her mouth, so of course I was a little excited. Now Fang Xiaoyi was satisfied, but my penis was far from full, and it seemed she wouldn't serve me again. What a miserable life.

I nudged Fang Xiaoyi with my penis, but she flicked it with her finger, making me cry out in pain, "Ah, are you trying to murder your husband?"

Fang Xiaoyi laughed, "You little brat, I'm tired, I need to rest first. If you want to play, go find Zhang Ning."

Zhang Ning glared at me and said, "Don't expect me to do 'that' for you, or I'll bite it off."

Let's take it one step at a time, get you into bed first, then we'll see what happens.

I jumped off the bed, knelt on one knee in front of Zhang Ning, and said, "This servant, Xiao Guizi, respectfully invites the princess to rest."

Zhang Ning laughed and kicked me, saying, "Is there any eunuch like you in the world?"

I glanced down and saw my penis was still sticking up high. I laughed and said, "Just bear with it. Do you really expect me to castrate myself? You'd be heartbroken."

Zhang Ning pretended to kick me again, but I grabbed her and tossed her onto the bed. Soon, Zhang Ning and I were naked.

I told Zhang Ning to kneel on the bed in a doggy-style position. She glared at me and said, "Where did you learn so many tricks? Trying to practice on me again?"

I coaxed her, "Stop calling me 'sister,' okay? You look like a twenty-year-old girl, so cute and charming!"

It seemed Zhang Ning was quite pleased with my flattery. She glared at me with a smile, suppressed a laugh, and turned to lie face down on the bed. Her round, firm buttocks were raised high, her fair skin incredibly sexy and alluring. I played with Zhang Min's round, snow-white buttocks with both hands, and whispered to her, "I'm not using you for practice, I'm using you to practice driving. You're my beloved BMW, and I'm going to flatter you a bit."

As I spoke, I slapped her bouncy buttocks.

"Ah..."

Zhang Ning let out a soft cry, gritting her teeth, and scolded me with a playful laugh, "You pervert, you big pervert."

I held my thick, hard penis and aimed it at her little hole in the middle of her buttocks, thrusting in and out while saying, "Here comes the big pervert, Miss Zhang Ning, get ready!" Zhang Ning spat lightly, not saying a word, but her round buttocks welcomed my thrusts, pushing back powerfully.

I grabbed her slender waist and pulled her towards me, so that I could insert my entire penis all the way into Zhang Ning's pink little hole, thrusting in all the way in from time to time, and then gently rocking my lower body, grinding against her tender hole. Every time I used this move, her back would tense up, her buttocks and thigh muscles would engage, and she would hiss and curse, "You bastard, you little bastard, ouch, stop rubbing, it's killing me, oh, I can't take it anymore, my legs are so weak."

She would then lean forward, but I would always grab her waist, lift her up by her belly, and continue. Zhang Ning couldn't help but yell, "You bastard, you big bastard, ouch, you're going to humiliate me to death!"

I noticed that when she was happy, she liked to affectionately call me a bastard or a bad guy, unlike the "dear brother" or "good husband" in erotic novels. But it sounded especially affectionate, and it made the sex even more exciting. I think the reason she cursed me like that was because subconsciously she always felt I was older than her, and treated me like a little brother.

I held her slender waist, my erect penis pressing against her buttocks, quickly thrusting in and out, my hips swaying from side to side, thrusting and pulling wildly! Zhang Ning's slender waist swayed gently like a willow branch in the spring breeze. Her full buttocks were squeezed and kneaded like dough by me. Her small anus was tightly closed, but it twisted and deformed constantly due to the pull of her vagina. In my eyes, the small, light brown chrysanthemum bud seemed to be flirting with me.

At this moment, Zhang Ning's cheeks were flushed from my fucking. The tender flesh inside her vagina was writhing and contracting intensely, tightly clamping and holding my penis, making my glans feel numb. I also rose up and thrust wildly, causing her beautiful body to be thrown out by my impact, only to be pulled back by me.

Zhang Ning hummed softly, "Hmm...hmm..."

and said weakly, "Bad boy...bad guy...how...how...this...this, so strong...oh...oh...have mercy...on me..."

I stopped talking, panting heavily, and kept thrusting. The sound of splashing water came from Zhang Ning's lower body, and her breasts swayed back and forth. If I hadn't been holding her waist tightly, she would have collapsed.

Zhang Ning was covered in a fine sweat, her legs were weak, and the muscles on her buttocks were twitching and throbbing. She could no longer hold back and pleaded in a trembling voice, "I can't take it anymore, good brother, hurry up, you're killing me, umm, I'm going to die. Ah, I can't take it anymore."

My glans also felt waves of tingling pleasure. I concentrated all my strength on my big penis and thrust desperately, shouting, "Good sister... harder... squeeze tight... I... I'm going to... I'm going to cum..."

Hearing my words, Zhang Ning mustered her last bit of strength, twisted her slender waist, and desperately thrust her buttocks back. Strands of hair were messy and stuck to her skin on her sweaty back.

"Ah! Good sister...so good...wow...I...I came..."

I held Zhang Ning's body tightly, my whole body trembling uncontrollably. My semen released all its passion, gushing into her body. I pressed down on her, my hips against her sweaty buttocks, panting heavily. She was panting too, our bodies rising and falling together with our rapid breathing.

After a long while, my limp penis gradually shrank and slid out of her body. Only then did I roll over to the side, lying on my back. Zhang Ning was still lying there, limp and motionless.

I chuckled twice, weakly reaching out to pat her buttocks, saying, "What's wrong? Beauty, can't take it anymore?"

She let out a soft, languid hum through her nose, looking incredibly cute with her weak and listless expression.

After a long while, she lazily said, "You're amazing. I can't do it anymore. I don't want to move at all."

She turned her face, her shimmering eyes looking at me hazily, I couldn't tell if they were even focused on me. A faint, exhausted smile hung on her face: "How come you're like a donkey, so energetic? I'm about to die from exhaustion."

I said, "That's strange, I'm the one moving, you're just lying there, how come you're more tired than me?"

Zhang Ning grumbled, "You don't know anything, don't ask me, I'm exhausted."

I said smugly, "How about that, are you convinced? Want to try again?"

She quickly shook her head and said, "No, no, please spare me, I'll die from exhaustion if we do it again."

Postscript: To better continue the novel, readers are welcome to provide various ideas and suggestions. For example, the content and proportion of erotic content, opinions on the current social situation, the pacing and development of the plot (currently, some people think it's just right, some think it's too slow, the two opinions are basically even), which path Xiao Xin hopes to take in his career—politics, business, or the military—and the future of his girlfriend, etc. I haven't had much time online lately, so I generally won't be replying; please understand.

During the Spring Festival, updates will naturally be significantly reduced. To avoid making readers impatient, I'll start with some lighter content to fill the gaps; the substantial plot will unfold after the New Year. My story contains some erotic content, as I've stated many times in the book. If you've persevered this far, I hope no one can't stand it anymore. If you really can't stand it, just give up, but please don't make personal attacks or report me. Qidian has finally opened up the author self-upload function, which is quite convenient and doesn't require administrator review anymore, but if someone reports you, it will still be troublesome. Nobody wants to see "*** words deleted here" in their books anymore.

Chapter 116 The Hospitality of a Host

Since Zhang Ning had already begged for mercy, I decided not to press my advantage. I embraced Zhang Ning, gently caressing her body, and softly asked, "Good sister, are you comfortable?"

Zhang Ning rolled her eyes at me and said, "You little rascal, you're so naughty! You don't study anything else properly, you just come up with these tricks to bully me."

She had been playing with me for half an hour, and her body was covered in fragrant sweat, which was quite uncomfortable. She rolled her eyes at me again, got up, and went to take a shower.

I then turned my attention to Fang Xiaoyi. I had just given her a free show of intense lovemaking, so I had to get my money's worth. Fang Xiaoyi saw me staring at her lustfully, her face slightly flushed, and she said, "You little devil, why aren't you going to take a shower? What are you thinking about? Hasn't Zhang Ning satisfied you yet?"

I smiled and said, "But my Xiaoyi sister isn't satisfied yet. You two rarely come here, so I should at least show you some hospitality."

Fang Xiaoyi was both amused and annoyed. She bit her lip, glanced at my genitals, and said with a mocking smile, "Pah! Is this how you show hospitality? And what's wrong with you...it's so soft, how are you going to do it?"

I winked at her slyly and said, "That depends on my dear Xiaoyi sister, how she can make it stand up."

She clearly understood what I meant, her face flushed red, and she puffed out her cheeks, saying, "No, stop being so conceited! I only let you play with it once, and you're already addicted? I don't want to touch it again."

I teased her, "Then why were you so rough just now? You almost swallowed my little brother whole! Was it delicious?"

Fang Xiaoyi thought of how aroused she had been when she gave me oral sex earlier. Seeing this, her face flushed again. She spat at me and said, "Delicious my ass."

She pushed me away and said, "Move away, you're all sweaty, don't get my clothes dirty again."

I stayed put and gently stroked Fang Xiaoyi's body. She felt ticklish from my touch, and her beautiful legs twisted back and forth. She sighed helplessly and said, "I wonder if I owed you something in my past life."

Seeing that I was still lying there, she patted my leg and said, "Aren't you going to wash up? You naughty little devil!"

Although I had given her pleasure earlier, it was with my mouth. Although I had brought her to orgasm, it was still different from real sex. In addition, she had just watched a passionate performance, so she was naturally aroused.

I was overjoyed and jumped off the bed with glee. My soft penis swayed between my legs, making Fang Xiaoyi blush again. She muttered, "Disgusting."

I chuckled and slapped her plump buttocks, making her cry out softly before running to the bathroom.

Zhang Ning was showering in the bathroom when I barged in. She scolded me playfully, "You little devil, haven't you had enough fun yet? You can't even spare me while I'm showering."

I played along, saying, "I came to take a bath with you, sister."

Zhang Ning said, "Bath my foot! How can I shower properly with you here?"

I said, "That's strange. How can I not shower properly with me here? Do you want to do it again? It's okay, we can just shower again later."

Zhang Ning scolded me playfully, "Again? If you do it again, I'll smash your head in." She

glanced at me and said, "Why did you rush in? Are you planning to shower before going to play with Xiao Yi?"

I was embarrassed that she had seen through my thoughts. Zhang Ning said, "Alright, stop pretending to be an innocent boy, and stop being shy. I'm not like your little Yi, I won't be jealous of her."

I hugged Zhang Ning and kissed her, saying, "I knew you were the best to me, sister."

Zhang Ning grabbed my penis and said, "You know I'm good to you, but you were bullying me like that just now. Be careful, I'll twist it off."

I pulled her into my arms, gently stroking her body, and whispered in her ear, "Good sister, will you help me wash it?"

Zhang Ning rolled her eyes at me, both angry and amused, and said, "You little rascal, you dare ask me to wash this naughty thing? Do you really think I wouldn't dare twist it?"

She pretended to grab my penis, which startled me, but she giggled.

I was afraid Fang Xiaoyi would wait too long, so I finished washing after playing around with Zhang Ning for a while. Otherwise, this romantic bath wouldn't be over in less than half an hour. Zhang Ning seemed a bit tired today, and I couldn't bear to tease her anymore. I only asked her to wash my penis, and then I gave her a thorough massage to help her relax. After the bath, Zhang Ning went back to her room to rest. I asked, "Sister, aren't you going to sleep with us?"

Zhang Ning smacked my head and said, "Hurry up and go keep Xiao Yi company, or she'll get angry if she waits too long."

I went back to Xiao Yi's room, where she was watching TV listlessly. When she saw me come out, she said sourly, "Your bath took quite a while, didn't you? Aren't you afraid of exhausting yourself?"

I jumped onto the bed and hugged her tightly. I said, "For my sister Xiao Yi, it's worth it even if I exhaust myself."

Fang Xiao Yi smiled, her expression extremely charming. Her willow-like arms immediately wrapped around my neck, her bathrobe rising and falling with her chest. With my caresses and kisses, her skin quickly warmed up, as if her creamy skin had been warmed by a scorching heat. My lips naturally moved to the most attractive magnetic field, those lovely breasts. Fang Xiaoyi's breathing suddenly tightened, almost catching her breath. Her body had just experienced an orgasm, so it quickly became sensitive again. Fang Xiaoyi exhaled a trembling breath, "You little devil, your flirting skills are getting better and better."

She said with a hint of jealousy.

I chuckled and said, "It's all thanks to your excellent guidance, sister."

Fang Xiaoyi grabbed my hand that was caressing her milky white breasts and said breathlessly, "You little devil, how many women have you been with?"

I said, "Not many, not many, really?"

Fang Xiaoyi chuckled and said, "You'd be a fool to say you haven't had many. You're so young and already flirting everywhere, putting on a pitiful act to work at the company, but you're actually a big scoundrel and a womanizer who cheats people out of money and sex."

I teased her, "If it weren't for that, I..." "How did I end up with a little slut like you?"

She pouted her thin lips and asked coquettishly, "What did you say? Who's the little slut again? That's awful."

I smiled and kissed her, gently tickling her, saying, "You're not a little slut, it's me, this big pervert, who forced you, right?"

Fang Xiaoyi smiled slightly and said, "That's more like it. You are the big pervert, the big pervert, mmm... mmm..."

Her lips were sealed by mine, and I sucked on her slightly upturned lips, a romantic atmosphere filling the space between us. Fang Xiaoyi returned my kiss, her wet, slippery tongue, carrying a hint of toothpaste, entwining with mine with practiced ease.

As our tongues explored each other passionately, my hand slipped under her bathrobe, caressing Fang Xiaoyi's warm, smooth buttocks. Her buttocks were so beautiful, smooth as jade, delicate as cream, yet still firm and soft. Her hand had already grasped my erect penis between my legs, gently stroking it with her fingers, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, her slender white fingers driving my desire to rise higher and higher.

I panted, wrapping my arms around her waist, and said, "I can't take it anymore, lick it for me."

She twisted her slender waist in protest, giggling, "You're already hard, why do you need to lick it?"

I pleaded, "Good sister, just play one more time."

Fang Xiaoyi couldn't resist my pleas, rolled her eyes at me, pushed me down, and straddled my head, her already wet vulva fully exposed before me, inviting me to join her. I was overjoyed; she had tacitly agreed to my request. I grabbed her pink buttocks and kissed her.

Tonight was truly a rare and wonderful night for me; my beloved Xiaoyi was giving me oral sex for the second time! Overwhelmed with excitement, I also became aroused, my tongue vigorously licking Fang Xiaoyi's vulva and pink buttocks. Fang Xiaoyi, aroused by my actions, spat out the penis in her mouth and gasped, "You little devil, why are you so rough? You're making me feel so uncomfortable. Ah, no, don't lick there."

As she spoke, her body naturally leaned back, her vulva shifting forward until her pink buttocks pressed against my face. My nose was squeezed between her buttocks, making it hard to breathe. I couldn't help but mischievously nudge her anus with the tip of my nose. As she twisted her pink buttocks, I stuck out my tongue and pressed it against Fang Xiaoyi's anus, trying to forcefully penetrate it.

The anus is also one of a woman's erogenous zones. Because most East Asians have a natural aversion to anal sex, they generally don't caress or stimulate it. Once a foreign object enters this area, its sensitivity increases, and the stimulation is even greater than in other sensitive areas. This stimulation stems more from psychological taboo than physiological sensory stimulation. Xiaoyi was already at her climax when this stimulation caused a shiver to run through her body, followed by a gush of hot vaginal fluid that sprayed all over my face, almost choking me.

Fang Xiaoyi went limp, lying on top of me, panting. Seeing my penis still stubbornly throbbing in front of her, she was both angry and ashamed. She pinched my thigh hard, saying, "You naughty thing, why are you so mean, teasing me again?" After

resting for a while, she jumped off the bed, hit me again, and said, "You brat, you're not playing around tonight. Hurry up and wash up, go to sleep early."

Helpless, I had no choice but to follow Fang Xiaoyi into the bathroom. It's all my fault for being playful. Indulging in momentary pleasure, I let my prey escape. Fang Xiaoyi had already climaxed and was too exhausted to play with me anymore; secondly, she was still a little uncomfortable with me licking her anus and wanted to punish me a little to prevent me from developing an interest in anal sex later, something she absolutely refused to accept. Actually, I'm not really interested in anal sex either; I just sometimes find it a bit fun, at most licking it a few times with my tongue, but I'd never actually do it. I know it's psychological, but I don't want to engage in any "extreme sports" to deliberately break down my psychological barriers.

According to Freud, from birth to sexual maturity, a person's psychosexual development can be divided into several stages: the oral stage, the anal stage, the phallic stage, the Oedipus complex stage, the latency stage, and puberty. The anal stage occurs around 1 to 2 years old. During this period, children can control their bowel movements and experience pleasure from the stimulation of the anal mucosa by excrement. If a child experiences psychological setbacks during the anal stage, their sexual psychology may remain stagnant for a long period. Furthermore, in certain situations in adulthood, such as setbacks under adverse circumstances, their sexual psychology may regress to the anal stage. Common clinical manifestations include: fascination with the anus of their sexual partner during intercourse, a penchant for anal sex, and enemas in sadomasochistic practices. Additionally, Freud's early theories indicated that human sexual instincts consist of two parts: the love and survival instincts, which include the sexual instinct and the self-preservation instinct; and the aggression and destructive instincts. Although these two instincts appear to be contradictory, they can transform into each other, for example, the transformation from love to hate. Moreover, these two instincts can combine. When the sexual instinct and the aggression instinct combine, if directed towards an external sexual object, it forms sadistic psychological behavior. Conversely, if directed towards the ego, it leads to masochistic and self-destructive tendencies.

I found all this information online. My older sister even has an original English version, but unfortunately, my English isn't good enough to read professional books yet; reading Chinese is much more convenient. My background is a mystery; no one knows exactly where I come from. I don't want to suffer any psychological setbacks during some anal stage.

After bathing and getting into bed, Fang Xiaoyi lay on top of me, gently stroking my penis with her small hand, saying, "You little rascal, you're not allowed to play any more perverted games. It's dirty there; I don't like it."

This is mainly a psychological issue. When I first started licking their vaginas, they were all shy and disgusted, but now they all enjoy it immensely and wish I would serve them every day. However, I only go so far; at most, I'll lick a few times to tease them. I don't want to become a sex maniac; that wouldn't be fun.

Postscript: At the request of friends, I'm posting another lighter chapter; consider it a New Year's red envelope. This chapter is a hastily written piece, so there's not much of a plot. Feel free to treat it as entertainment, or even as a kind of alternative sex education material, haha. In return, please click and vote a lot, so I can save face during the New Year, haha. Writing erotic content is no easier than writing a real story: a story's chapter can cover events over a day, a week, or even longer, at most a diary entry; but erotic content requires one or two chapters to cover events that take only an hour or two, practically a live broadcast, and you have to constantly change things up to avoid repetition—it's much more time-consuming and mentally taxing than writing a story. Therefore, I borrowed many excellent passages from previous writers; otherwise, I couldn't have written so much. Finally, I wish all my friends a Happy New Year, and see you after the New Year.

Chapter 117: Preliminary Idea

When I woke up the next day, the sun was already high in the sky, but it was impossible for my butt to get any sun, because our room faces west.

Fang Xiaoyi sat on the edge of the bed. Seeing that I was awake, she laughed, "Lazybones, what time is it? You're still not up! Didn't you brag that you get up early every morning to exercise? Were you

just bragging?" I stretched and said, "I exercised for so long last night, that's enough. I can skip today's run."

Fang Xiaoyi laughed, "You're really inconsistent. What kind of training can you possibly achieve like this?"

I may be a bit lazy, but you can't be so discouraging. Besides, I've heard that if you exercise every day, your body can become addicted over time, and you'll feel uncomfortable if you don't exercise for a day. I don't want to get to that point; that would be making things difficult for myself.

I said, "You can't look down on me. I only skipped getting up early so I could be with you."

Fang Xiaoyi laughed, "You're so great, I'm so touched."

I then asked, "Where's Zhang Ning?"

Fang Xiaoyi said, "You said you were here to be with me, but the first thing you ask is Zhang Ning."

She wasn't really jealous. She paused and said, "She went home first and will come to be with you in a couple of days."

There's a significant age gap between Zhang Ning and me. Although Zhang Ning doesn't care, that doesn't mean others can be indifferent. To avoid unnecessary trouble, Zhang Ning didn't take me to meet her parents, to avoid awkwardness.

Although I really wanted to spend more time with Fang Xiaoyi, Lin Shiyi and Ding Ling still came knocking on my door quite early. I have quite a few women around me now, but the relationships between them aren't as perfect as those depicted in some erotic novels. There's always a bit of jealousy between us. In matters of the heart, men and women are quite similar; both possess possessiveness and exclusivity. I can only try my best to mitigate this, but I can't guarantee it will be resolved. Although I'm 20, I do have some understanding of women, having read countless romance and erotic novels over the years—it wasn't for nothing.

Upon meeting Lin Shiyi and Ding Ling, the topic naturally turned to Tian Tian. Tian Tian's physical injury wasn't serious; she'd just been slapped by that Japanese man named Tanaka. Lin Shiyi and Ding Ling had visited her that morning, and the injury was no longer visible, but the anger was still palpable. What particularly annoyed us was that we'd only asked those Japanese men to apologize and let it go, without even considering asking them to pay for Tian Tian's medical expenses. We were completely confused by their initial arrogance followed by obsequiousness, and hadn't reacted in time.

Frankly, if Tian Tian were working in a Chinese-owned hotel and was being bullied by a wealthy Chinese man, I would be just as angry and stand up for her. At most, I'd beat the guy up to vent my anger and demand compensation, and that would be the end of it. But she was being bullied by Japanese men, and the initial attitude of those Japanese men was extremely arrogant and rude. Their words and expressions conveyed a deep-seated contempt for Chinese people, which I found unbearable.

I've always had a strong dislike for Japan. To this day, Japan refuses to fully acknowledge its history of aggression against China, and every year government leaders visit the Yasukuni Shrine. They don't acknowledge the Nanjing Massacre, germ warfare, comfort women, or illegal labor, and they either refuse to accept lawsuits filed against Chinese victims or rule against them, which infuriates me.

As a defeated nation in World War II, Japan spent decades in the aftermath of the war keeping a low profile, focusing solely on economic development, which allowed it to grow into an economic powerhouse. With its growing strength came confidence, and it was unwilling to remain an "economic powerhouse, political dwarf, and military weakling." In recent years, it has been developing its military power, attempting to "return to the world stage." Thanks to its economic and technological strength, Japan's military equipment is very advanced; if measured solely by military equipment, its military strength is among the best in Asia. Its navy, in particular, is now on par with the Chinese navy, and in some aspects even surpasses it, posing a potential threat to China's naval expansion into the open ocean. Politically and economically, it consistently views China as a competitor, blaming China for its domestic economic stagnation, spreading the "China threat theory" internationally, and secretly interfering in Taiwan affairs, supporting Taiwanese independence. The

drastic change in the attitude of those Japanese people at the Japanese restaurant yesterday must have something to do with it. Fang Xiaoyi is now the assistant general manager of Jiuxing Company and possesses considerable company secrets. Especially some of the subsidiaries under Jiuxing Company, it seems that several are engaged in high-tech projects that can be used for both military and civilian purposes. Those Japanese might be trying to steal some economic intelligence. The Japanese have a very good reputation for stealing technology. For example, the production techniques of my country's famous Jingdezhen porcelain and Xuan paper were stolen by the Japanese. Now, their products are putting great competitive pressure on Chinese products.

I said to Fang Xiaoyi, "Sister Xiaoyi, I think those Japanese might be economic spies trying to steal information from your company."

Fang Xiaoyi smiled and said, "You may dislike the Japanese, but you can't assume all Japanese are spies. You have no evidence; be careful they don't sue you for defamation."

Ding Ling said, "I'll have my dad investigate. If he's a spy, he'll be arrested."

I said, "Your dad is the director of the Public Security Bureau, not the National Security Bureau. Why would he arrest a spy?"

Ding Ling said, "My dad and Director Xiao of the National Security Bureau are old comrades. Asking him to investigate someone is a piece of cake. Besides, besides the criminal investigation team, these things are also under his jurisdiction."

If it weren't for Ding Ling's mother's situation, Ding Ling's father would almost have ended up in the National Security Bureau. If that were the case, Deputy Director Ding might already be Director Ding of the National Security Bureau. Director Ding first met Ding Ling's mother around 1982 or 1983. At that time, Ding Ling's mother was studying at Zhejiang University of Finance and Economics, while Director Ding was a policeman, initially in the criminal investigation team, and later seconded to the First Division. In 1983, the First Division was reorganized into the State Security Bureau. Director Ding had just gotten into a fight with the current Vice Mayor Zhang, causing Zhang to be bedridden for several days, and was being disciplined by the bureau. Vice Mayor Zhang's father was also a high-ranking official at the time and tried hard to get rid of Director Ding from the police force. Because of Director Ding's outstanding work ability and his status as a key member, the bureau was reluctant to let him go and only gave him a demerit. However, because of this disciplinary action, when the First Division was reorganized, Director Ding had to be returned to the criminal investigation team. Therefore, many of the current cadres in the State Security Bureau were once Director Ding's comrades-in-arms.

The Ministry of State Security of China was actually established in 1983.

As early as the Yan'an period, there was a Central Social Affairs Department in the central government, responsible for providing intelligence to the top leadership, and its staff regularly wrote research and analysis articles based on the international situation at the time. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, it was renamed the Central Investigation Department of the Communist Party of China, responsible for sending agents to embassies and consulates abroad to conduct intelligence gathering in their host countries. The Eighth Bureau of the Central Investigation Department at that time was responsible for intelligence analysis and research, and was known externally as the "China Institute of Contemporary International Relations," which is the predecessor of the current Eighth Bureau of the Ministry of State Security.

In 1983, Liu Fuzhi, Secretary-General of the Political Bureau of the CPC Central Committee and Minister of Public Security, requested the Political Bureau to reorganize the Central Investigation Department, proposing to merge its entirety with the counter-espionage agency of the Ministry of Public Security into the "Ministry of State Security." The Political Bureau approved this idea, and the Ministry of State Security was formally established, with Ling Yun, then Vice Minister of Public Security, serving as its first Minister. Later, in 1985, due to the defection of a section chief surnamed Yu from the Ministry of State Security to the United States, Ling Yun was dismissed, and Jia Chunwang was appointed Minister of State Security. Jia Chunwang remained in this position until 1998, when he was transferred to the position of Minister of Public Security in March.

The intelligence system of the Ministry of Public Security is much older than that of the Ministry of State Security.

Since the founding of the People's Republic of China in 1949, the military control commissions established by the People's Liberation Army when taking over local governments were the precursors to local public security organs. One of the primary tasks of the military control commissions at that time was to eliminate lurking Kuomintang agents and various resistance forces. With the initial establishment of the regime, the security agencies within the military control commissions were renamed local public security bureaus (departments). Within the central government, the Ministry of Public Security was established to oversee the public security bureaus (departments) of all provinces (municipalities). Each provincial (municipal) public security bureau (department) further managed the public security bureaus of its subordinate regions and cities. The first Minister of Public Security was Luo Ruiqing. The tasks of eliminating enemy agents and internal security, previously undertaken by the military control commissions, became the primary tasks of the Ministry of Public Security after its establishment. Therefore, each provincial (municipal) public security bureau (department) designated the department responsible for this work as its first division, then called the Enemy Reconnaissance Division. Within the Ministry of Public Security, this was the first bureau, or Enemy Reconnaissance Bureau. This was the initial structure of the Ministry of Public Security's intelligence system. The primary responsibility of the Enemy Reconnaissance Department was not to collect intelligence externally, but rather to eliminate internal enemies and to monitor, track, and arrest any spies or agents sent to mainland China. It was also responsible for investigating and cracking down on any underground forces resisting the authorities.

After the establishment of the Ministry of State Security in 1983, local public security bureaus retained the original Enemy Reconnaissance Department structure and gradually revived and developed, forming another major intelligence system alongside the Ministry of State Security by the 1990s. This system's responsibilities actually overlapped with those of the Ministry of State Security. It also sent full-time or part-time intelligence personnel overseas, but the focus of intelligence gathering remained on the infiltration of hostile foreign forces into China. In reality, the intelligence departments of the State Security and Public Security systems often disagreed and frequently engaged in disputes.

Ding Ling's father is now the deputy director of the municipal public security bureau, in charge of criminal investigation and intelligence matters. If we asked him to help with an investigation, it would be a piece of cake. But we are only speculating; we have no real evidence. If we were to talk to Director Ding about this, he would surely scold us. Besides, I need to maintain this relationship. If those fake agents come knocking, I might have to ask Director Ding for help again.

Fang Xiaoyi chuckled at our naive ideas, saying, "You don't need to worry about that. I'll figure it out myself. You should think about how to help Tian Tian find another job. I think this girl has had a tough time. You should see this good deed through to the end."

I said, "We'll leave this to Xiao Shi. She's the one who quit Tian Tian's job." Both

Lin Shiyi and Fang Xiaoyi have the character "Yi" in their names, so it's awkward to address them both at the same time. I'll just call Lin Shiyi "Xiao Shi." Lin Shiyi rolled her eyes at me and said, "I already told my dad that Tian Tian can work at the company on Sundays. It's just organizing materials and typing in the office, it's very easy."

I said, "You, Miss Lin, have never done it before, how would you know if it's easy or not?"

Lin Shiyi pouted and said, "What, Tian Tian hasn't even started work yet, and you're already feeling sorry for her?"

This is truly a disaster for me. My original intention was simply to say that Lin Shiyi, a rich young lady, has never experienced hardship, how would she know the hardship of working? But she interpreted it as me feeling sorry for Tian Tian, making me seem like a playboy who falls in love with every girl he sees. Even if I had the desire, with you jealous ladies around, I wouldn't have the guts. And even if I did have the guts, with you all watching me so closely every day, I wouldn't have the time.

Thinking about Tian Tian's part-time job, I realized that many students in the school must also come from families that aren't well-off. If I could help them, it would definitely alleviate many of their difficulties. Now that I have some money, it's time to realize my dreams. At school, I'm known for my "three dreams," and as the saying goes, one should keep their word. My three dreams are: first, to "provide warmth"; second, to "solve the schooling problem for migrant workers' children"; and third, to establish a "student aid fund." Right now, I don't have the resources to fulfill the second dream, but the first and third are still achievable. It's not the right time to provide warmth yet, but I can start planning the student aid program now.

My plan is as follows: It's October 26th now, two months until Christmas. Although Christmas isn't a traditional Chinese holiday, it has become quite popular among young people in recent years. We can use our creativity to make some money from holiday spending. A few days ago, I saw a report in the newspaper about a person in Hangzhou who runs a gift business and has earned over 300,000 yuan a season just from selling Christmas trees. Lin Shiyi's father owns several companies, including many in the hotel industry. They'll definitely need to stock up on gifts and such during holidays. We can have Lin Shiyi handle the arrangements, and we'll handle the sourcing and earn a commission. They need to source goods anyway; it's just a matter of switching suppliers and giving us the business. Mr. Lin must know many people in the business world; if he puts in a good word, other business owners will patronize our business, which will create a large new customer base. Zhang Ning is also a key player; Jiuxing Company is so large, with so many subsidiaries, their annual spending on gifts must be substantial. If we can also leverage the connections of our classmates, well, I can practically see money flying before my eyes.

As for the supply of goods, that won't be a problem. Xu Ke's father owns an arts and crafts company, and Zhang Min used to be a manager in a foreign trade company and knows many manufacturers. As long as we place an order, we won't have to worry about supply. Besides, it's a buyer's market now; business is tough, and they're eager to take orders when they come knocking. Moreover, with Zhang Min and the others handling things, we don't need to pay any deposits

or advance payments. It's practically a business with no capital but guaranteed profits. As for manpower, of course, we'll mobilize our classmates. My intention in starting this business is to give students a job opportunity; making money is secondary. When the goods arrive, students can help with delivery in their spare time, or they can go to various companies and hotels to promote the goods. If possible, we can also take on decoration and setup work. We are still students, and our studies are undoubtedly our most important task right now. Therefore, we can only work in our spare time and must not let it affect our normal studies. Otherwise, besides the school causing trouble, our parents will definitely not agree. My original intention was to support education, so I wanted to provide part-time jobs for students from disadvantaged families, rather than simply giving them money and making them feel like they were being given charity. I've experienced that feeling firsthand. I believe in putting yourself in their shoes and treating others as you would like to be treated.

My plan seems feasible; it could be considered a form of entrepreneurship, aligning with current trends. This is actually quite common abroad, where teenage CEOs are not uncommon. However, in our country, many people in their twenties still rely on their parents for education. This is a difference in national circumstances, and it's not something that can be changed overnight.

Chapter 118 Planning and Preparation

My entrepreneurial plan is still in its initial stages, and there's a lot to do before it becomes a reality.

First, I need to determine the form of this business. I don't want to start a company yet; that's too conspicuous. The bald spot would be the first thing to cause trouble. While there's no legal prohibition against a high school student starting a company, there aren't many precedents in reality. Furthermore, starting a company requires registered capital, office space, staff, and articles of association—the procedures are too complicated. I don't even know if the business registration bureau will approve it. Setting up a sole proprietorship is similar, only less difficult than opening a limited liability company, and there are no capital requirements. Actually, these weren't the final factors that made me reject the idea. The impression I get from starting a company is that it's about making money, while my intention is to support education and I don't want to give the impression of profiteering.

Therefore, I ultimately decided to establish a charitable foundation, like many well-known charitable foundations abroad, where all investment proceeds are used for charitable causes, not for personal gain. In this respect, I admire the practices of some wealthy people abroad, unlike some of our nouveau riche who, once they have a little money, don't know what to do with it—some gamble heavily, some keep mistresses, and some flaunt their wealth like they own land. Of course, as long as it's their legal income, others can't say much, but some people have clearly amassed their fortunes by exploiting legal loopholes, and I find those people distasteful. What I dislike most is putting state funds into one's own pocket. In recent years, with reforms, many state-owned enterprises have been restructured and transformed into private enterprises. I'm quite puzzled. Where do these people get so much money? They've only been factory managers for a few years, yet they can buy companies worth hundreds of millions? I saw some internal reports at Liu Ruolan's house, and the shady dealings involved were truly shocking. For example, if a company with net assets of 10 million is only valued at 3 million during an appraisal, then you can buy a 10 million factory for only 3 million. Even if you give away 2 million afterward, you still make a 5 million profit.

As for the name of the foundation, I plan to name it the "Shamrock Foundation," inspired by the surnames of my siblings and me. I don't want to run this foundation in the name of the school or class, as that would make the ownership unclear. If I run the foundation in my own name, whether it makes a profit or a loss is my sole responsibility, unrelated to the school. I don't want to be criticized if I lose money, or have them claim credit if I make money or gain fame. Lin Shiyi's father had learned this the hard way. When he started his first business, it was registered under the village collective's name, but he was the sole investor. This was called "wearing a red hat"—a township enterprise in name only, but a private enterprise in reality. Later, the business flourished, and the villagers became envious. Every year they clamored for "dividends" and "management fees," even though they hadn't contributed a single penny or done any "management." In the end, Mr. Lin removed the "red hat" and transformed the company into a limited liability company, clearly stating his personal investment, and only then did they have nothing to say.

Lin Shiyi and Ding Ling also insisted on becoming directors of the foundation, and I naturally agreed. Besides being my girlfriends, the foundation really needed their help to run well. Lin Shiyi immediately called her father to inform him of our plans to establish a foundation, asking him to notify the hotels and companies under our management that we would be responsible for procuring and delivering Christmas gifts this year, such as Christmas trees and small gift boxes for couples. Mr. Lin only has one beloved daughter, Lin Shiyi, so he readily agreed. Besides his companies and hotels, he plans to source all their Christmas gifts and decorations from us this year. He also promised to talk to other business owners to ensure our sales channels are secure. Mr. Lin even said that if we do well, he'll source Valentine's Day gifts from us next year as well. As for Ding Ling, her mother is the director of the tax bureau, so she's easy to talk to regarding tax matters; there are some things we'll need to consult her on. And Ding Ling's father is the director of the public security bureau, so I doubt anyone would dare to extort us.

We're just starting out and know nothing about business, so we naturally need to rely on these social connections. Doing business these days is incredibly difficult; the competition is fierce. Even seasoned business people have lost money or gone bankrupt, let alone us students. Without connections, going door-to-door with samples to sell—nobody will even listen to you. Besides, compared to the children of high-ranking officials starting their own companies, our connections are nothing. They can even issue an official document for their connections.

I called the second-in-command again to ask if he was interested in joining my project. His mother had been laid off, and the "sponsorship fee" for his admission to the Fifth Middle School was actually funded by his uncle. The second-in-command sometimes helped out at his uncle's place without pay, as a way of repaying his uncle. Therefore, he had initially admired my "three dreams," and upon hearing that I was now preparing to truly realize my "dreams" instead of just talking about them, he readily agreed and wholeheartedly supported me. He even volunteered to be my "organization committee member," actively recruiting volunteers to expand our team. Next, I called several other close classmates. I have a good reputation in class, and my friends are all quite close. They were all happy to help after hearing my plan and offered many suggestions.

This was our foundation's first business venture, so it naturally needed careful planning. I had only come up with a money-making idea; the actual operation would require the cooperation of all my classmates.

First, we need to ask some computer-savvy classmates to design a website as our foundation's e-commerce platform. This will serve several purposes: firstly, to introduce our foundation's mission, but primarily for promoting our products and procuring goods. If conditions permit, it could also be used for online delivery. Secondly, we need classmates to design gift samples for customers to choose from online. Our target customers are primarily young people who appreciate personalized items; readily available products are unlikely to attract their attention. Thirdly, we need to save on procurement costs. Many merchants are now doing business online, so we can send our orders online instead of sending people to Yiwu for procurement. We also have to study and don't have that much time.

As for customers, although we already have Mr. Lin's strong support, and a little persuasion from Zhang Ning at Jiuxing Company shouldn't be a problem, we still need to actively develop our own customer base. Many classmates have some social connections, which we can leverage. I don't think there's anything shameful about doing business through connections; everyone does it. Besides those with connections, we'll also ask some students with strong public relations skills to proactively promote our business to companies and hotels. This is also a form of social practice that can help students develop their interpersonal skills.

Finally, there's the delivery and decoration work, which is the most tiring and requires the most manpower. Our current business focus is on Christmas; things like Christmas trees, confetti canopies, and banners will be decorated about a week before the holiday. We have classes during the day, so we only have free time in the evenings, which will keep us busy for a while. This is all new to us, and we have no practical experience whatsoever. We don't know what kind of embarrassing mistakes we might make, but for the sake of future business, we can't ask others to do it for us.

As for compensation, we haven't decided yet, but it's certain that most of the profits will be distributed to the students who work part-time, and the remainder will be used to build and expand the fund. I must retain control of the fund; I'm not so noble as to do all the work for others. Honestly, I've always believed that helping students and alleviating poverty should be the government's responsibility. If those officials could cut back on their lavish meals, the cost of one meal would be enough to pay for the tuition of children in impoverished areas. There's no need for ordinary people like me to participate. Now, the government keeps asking people to participate in fundraising events, shifting its own responsibilities onto the people. But despite these words, when it comes to actually collecting donations, we still do it without hesitation; after all, we're all human. My sister even sponsored a student she's paired with, who happens to be a relative born on the same day, month, and year as me, also surnamed Ye. So she adopted him as her godson, and she often sends him money and gifts during holidays. After discussing

advertising for the foundation with the second-in-command and the others, I went home to report to Zhang Min and the others, seeking their opinions. Actually, it didn't really matter whether I asked or not. As long as I didn't commit murder or arson, Zhang Min and the others wouldn't object. My sister often says they're spoiling me and will pamper me. My sister has to work at the hospital today, I'll talk to her about this tomorrow. Fang Xiaoyi is quite enthusiastic, telling me to do a good job so I can use this opportunity to build a good image in the eyes of my classmates, which will greatly help my election as student council president. Although my original intention wasn't for the election, it would be good if it helped. I don't want to be a hypocrite, so why not kill two birds with one stone?

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