[Urban] Desire to Heal the World (Complete) - 21

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Chapter Ten of the Little Success Story had unexpectedly arrived.

The crowded conditions on the bus remained unchanged, with Zhang Zhijie half-forced and half-willingly pressed against the beautiful woman's back.

The road was uneven, the traffic chaotic, and the driver was clearly a novice, his accelerator pedal extremely erratic, like a drummer hitting a beat haphazardly. The bus lurched and lurched, and Zhang Zhijie, propelled by the momentum, bumped against the woman in front of him repeatedly.

The woman felt very uncomfortable and uneasy in her rear, yet also inexplicably excited. Instinctively, she pressed herself even closer to Zhang Zhijie.

This sudden movement gave Zhang Zhijie a thrill that almost made him ascend to heaven. Looking down at the back of her neck, he noticed her neckline was very low, revealing a lot of skin, which greatly aroused him, and his hands began to grope her uncontrollably.

The beautiful woman was initially captivated, but then suddenly snapped out of it, turned around, and slapped Zhang Zhijie across the face: "You pervert!"

The entire bus stared at them, guessing that the young man had probably been groping her. Zhang Zhijie, however, hadn't expected her to be so blunt. Knowing he was in the wrong, he blushed and retreated to the side.

When the bus arrived in Guangcheng, Zhang Zhijie practically fled, boarding a 911 city bus. But he was immediately dumbfounded, because the beautiful woman had followed him. Was she haunting him? Was she clinging to him? Was she going the same way? Was she going to rob him? Various thoughts raced through Zhang Zhijie's mind.

He glanced at her nervously, and she happened to be glancing at him too. Their eyes met, and they both blushed deeply before quickly looking away.

A city bus couldn't possibly be that crowded, otherwise it would be too much of a fantasy. Although it wasn't always crowded like that, today the bus wasn't crowded at all. It wasn't crowded at all; crowds only happened on Saturdays and Sundays! So they quickly found empty seats and sat down, the distance between them increasing. But for some reason, Zhang Zhijie couldn't help but look at her! She could sense it, but deliberately pretended to look out the window to hide her unease.

A bus is a bus; it wouldn't just rush them to their destination because they wanted this unexpected and awkward journey to end quickly. That would be too hasty, and the driver would be losing money hand over fist! He earns a few cents from each passenger, and for the sake of his money and to be responsible to them, he drove slowly, humming a soft, slow song, calculating the time and distance, stopping and starting, stopping and starting, passengers getting on and off at each stop. The passengers were like revolutionary martyrs, one after another, never letting the bus have a moment's peace, and naturally making the two already confused even more confused.

After much hesitation and restraint, the bus finally arrived at their stop. As soon as the doors opened, the two jumped off like fish in water, one from the front and the other from the back.

At that moment, both were stunned; they had actually traveled the same way all along.

"Hey, I say, are you really going to keep this up? I just bumped into you a little, is it really necessary to follow me like this?" Zhang Zhijie said.

"What are you saying? You're playing the victim! Look, I'm walking in front, and you're the one shamelessly following me!" the beautiful woman immediately retorted.

"Alright, I'm coming this way, don't follow me anymore!"

Although her beauty was tempting, Zhang Zhijie was completely ruined by her calling him a "rogue." All he wanted to do was get rid of this irresistible beauty. So he quickened his pace, walked past the woman, and headed down another fork in the road.

After walking about a hundred meters, Zhang Zhijie glanced back occasionally. Damn it, all he wanted to do was curse. The woman, just as clueless as him, was leisurely following behind.

"I said, what do you want? Are you really going to fall for me?" Zhang Zhijie said irritably as the woman caught up.

"I don't want to talk to you. I don't want anything, I just want to go home!" The woman was carrying two large bags, having awkwardly bumped along the way, and was already exhausted.

"Okay, I'll go all the way! Where do you live? I'll help you carry your things and take you home!" Seeing the woman's listless appearance, Zhang Zhijie's heart softened.

"Thank you for your kindness, but you should save it for other girls. I'm home!" The beautiful woman said, carrying her things into a huge and incredibly luxurious villa.

"Damn, living in such a luxurious place, and you didn't even bother to hire a car or take a taxi? That's called being rich but heartless, heartless to yourself!" Zhang Zhijie muttered to himself as he watched the woman disappear behind the mansion's gate. Then he thought, maybe she's from the countryside working as a maid! But dressed so provocatively, isn't she afraid the villa's male owner will take advantage of her? Maybe he'll already have sex with her!

Zhang Zhijie walked towards his dormitory while fantasizing. The Drug Administration's dormitory building was right behind the villa, a stark contrast to the villa. It was like heaven and hell, and he wasn't destined for heaven because the gods didn't favor him. He shook his head helplessly. Comparison is the thief of joy. If he wanted to live a few more years, it was best not to compare himself to others. He could just live peacefully in hell; it was several times better than that leaky, black-tiled mud-walled ancestral house in the countryside. Compared to where his older siblings lived, it was heaven.

Several days passed.

Zhang Zhijie had completely forgotten about the beautiful woman; even the lingering scent of her perfume on him had vanished. Why bother thinking about her? It was more practical to think about his train conductor girlfriend, Lin Yin. Maybe she'd remember his kindness after a few sneezes and come to meet him secretly during her leave.

In the office, after finishing his work, he happily did what he loved, behaving somewhat like a lovesick fool.

He watered the potted flower on the windowsill, a flower whose name he didn't know but which was blooming brilliantly red. As he watered, he said—yes, not sang, but talked.

"Flower, tell me, why are you so red? Why are you so red? Red may represent passion, but people will only say you're flirtatious. Can't you bloom some white, or white with a hint of red? That would be so pure and romantic!" The careless Zhang Zhijie was so engrossed in questioning the flower that he didn't notice someone had come to visit.

(What's the point of questioning it? If it can control its own color, is it still a flower? It's a chameleon!) These were the thoughts of the visitor.

Zhang Zhijie looked at a flower that had already bloomed outside the window, and couldn't help but frown. An inexplicable anger rose within him. He decisively picked up the scissors beside him, and with a swift snip, cut the flower off. He said angrily, "You're trying to imitate the saying 'Spring's beauty can't be contained within the garden walls,' and you want to let a red flower bloom over the wall? I'll teach you to be over the wall, to make you wear a green hat for me! I'll cut it off! I'll teach you that good flowers don't last, and even if they do bloom, they won't last!" In an instant, the red flower was unrecognizable. All the buds were cut off, leaving only a few branches and leaves, looking like an ugly bald head that hadn't been shaved clean. He was truly ruthless, a veritable flower destroyer. The visitor's forehead was covered in sweat.

(Ugh... You've ruined such a beautiful pot of flowers. It didn't cheat on you, it just accidentally grew out of control. Is it really necessary to be so cruel?)

"Now you can't cheat on me again? Now you can't be so promiscuous? Now you know how powerful I am, you little brat, I, a seven-foot-tall man, can't handle you!" Zhang Zhijie cursed at the mangled pot of flowers, as if he were scolding a woman who had cheated on him and then punished her.

(Seven feet? No way, maybe five feet at most!)

"Huh? It's you again! Miss, are you ever going to stop? Coming here to cause trouble." Zhang Zhijie turned around, satisfied with the withered flowers, only to see the person who had been standing outside the door for who knows how long!

"Sorry, I'm not a 'Miss,' your mother, your sister, your younger sister are 'Miss'!" The person was the beautiful woman Zhang Zhijie had unexpectedly encountered and repeatedly met that day.

"Little sister!"

"Don't claim kinship so easily, I don't have a brother like you who likes incest!" the beautiful woman said irritably.

"Big sister!"

"Am I that old?" The beautiful woman frowned, her eyes flashing with murderous intent.

"Madam!"

"I'm not your wife!"

"Lady!"

"I'm not married yet!"

"Grandma, what do you want?" Zhang Zhijie couldn't help but beg for mercy.

"Hehe, this title is quite satisfactory!"

"I'm really scared of you. I really didn't do anything to you that day. I just hugged you, but that was an act of heroism, you should be grateful to me. I just accidentally bumped your butt a few times, there were too many people on the bus, you should understand. I just saw your chest, but it wasn't intentional, no, unintentional. You should be understanding. I just touched you a few times, it was because I couldn't help myself..."

"Stop, stop talking, okay? I'm not here to settle scores with you! I have other things to do!" The beautiful woman was already so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole to crawl into.

"Oh, you scared me. Well, do whatever you want. If you want water, pour yourself, there's purified water over there. If you want a drink... buy it yourself, there's a convenience store at the door."

"You're so stingy!" The beautiful woman pouted.

"What can I do for you?" Zhang Zhijie ignored her. Being generous to women was being cruel to himself; he'd known that from Lin Yin's place long ago.

"I'm from the Health Department, here to convey the spirit of the xxxx meeting!" the beautiful woman said, pointing to a document in her hand.

"Ah! So you're a leader! Please sit down, please sit down. How could I trouble you to come all this way? I could have just called and come pick it up right away!" Zhang Zhijie's attitude had completely changed.

"No, it's alright. It's in the same courtyard, not far at all, just a short walk!" The beautiful woman was clearly still adjusting.

"Then, leader, please have some tea!" Zhang Zhijie furtively glanced around, and after making sure no one was watching, quickly pulled out the iced green tea he'd brought back from a meeting that he'd been saving.

"This..." the beautiful woman said, embarrassed.

"Drink it, drink it quickly, or that wicked woman will see it when she gets back!"

"Wicked woman?" The beautiful woman felt a chill.

“That old woman in my department!”

“Her? She looks to be only in her thirties, not that old!”

“She may not be old, but she’s definitely cunning and shrewd. She always sees through my hidden treats!”

(Treasures? Hidden? Are you a mouse? Being caught proves the eyes of the masses are sharp!)

“Oh, I see!”

“…” After the

beautiful

woman conveyed the spirit of the meeting, the two discussed the resolution of their unexpected encounter. In a friendly atmosphere, the beautiful woman and Zhang Zhijie chatted amicably, both expressing their commitment to working together to enrich and develop their partnership. The beautiful woman pointed out that

turning hostility into friendship was the right choice for both sides. To further consolidate the results of the talks, she suggested that Zhang Zhijie increase his investment and invite her to dinner.

She also mentioned that Zhang Zhijie had repeatedly emphasized the policy of not holding grudges and the shared goal of unity, and that she would immediately make a reservation by phone for the most expensive private room at a restaurant in Mong Kok to discuss the location and time of the dinner.

Zhang Zhijie responded positively to the beautiful woman's suggestions on improving colleague relationships. He believed these suggestions covered a wide range of areas in their interactions, were constructive, and significant for strengthening their partnership.

Zhang Zhijie reiterated his firm commitment to a policy of subordinates currying favor with their superiors, emphasizing that this stance would not change and that he would never mention their previous awkward encounter again.

Finally, both sides agreed that the meeting was fruitful and informative.

"Hah, hah, hah, I wonder who's been talking badly about me again." The wicked woman Zhang Zhijie had mentioned had just returned from submitting a document.

"Auntie, you're back!" The beautiful woman cheered upon seeing the wicked woman, affectionately taking her arm.

(Damn, she's your aunt? Why isn't she your older sister! This is a bit troublesome; she was just calling her a wicked woman!)

"Lu Na, little girl, what brings you to visit your auntie!" the auntie said with a smile, making Zhang Zhijie a little stunned. Only now did he realize that the wicked woman's smile actually possessed a mature charm.

"Hehe, I missed you, and also came to convey the spirit of the xxxx meeting!"

"I knew it, why did you come all the way to see me! How's Grandpa? Is he alright?"

"He's in good health. Just not in a good mood!"

"That's normal after retiring, he'll get used to it. Spend more time with him!"

"Yeah, come visit us often when you have time. How's your Diudiu? Has she been weaned?"

"She was weaned a little over a month ago, Grandpa's taking care of her!"

"..."

The two women talked amongst themselves, completely ignoring Zhang Zhijie.

(Diudiu? Weaned? Unmarried pregnancy? My goodness, she can maintain such a figure after giving birth, she looks like a beautiful young girl? Where does she get such treatments! If it's not too expensive, I'll ask her to recommend Lin Yin to try it out. This little girl has been eating a lot lately, it's quite difficult for her to have sex!) Actually, it's not that she eats a lot, it's that he's not getting enough nutrition and can't handle the pressure.

The most expensive private room at the Mong Kok Restaurant.

"Manager, what's good to eat?" Lu Na asked.

"The lobsters just flown in from the Pacific are great, fresh and lively, jumping around and so cute..." the manager rattled off a haphazard introduction, his overuse of idioms like antibiotics, naturally picking the most expensive ones.

Zhang Zhijie rolled his eyes: "Of course we want them alive! Who eats dead ones? Lively and cute? Do you think they're your children?!"

The manager broke out in a cold sweat, not daring to speak; the customer is always right, Fang Xinzhong had repeatedly emphasized.

"Then let's have some lobster sashimi!" Lu Na said casually, as if ordering a five-yuan plate of stir-fried beef brisket.

Zhang Zhijie's face turned ashen; he was the one paying the bill. "What's so good about lobster? It's all shell, not much meat. Let's have some braised pork belly, you can eat it all, skin and all!"

"One braised pork belly, one lobster sashimi, anything else?" Lu Na's voice was uncompromising.

"Abalone! Our braised abalone is the most famous dish. Everyone who's tried it says it's unforgettable. The texture and chewiness are simply amazing! Sweet, juicy, and delicious!" The manager, eyes closed, basked in self-satisfaction.

"What's with the texture and chewiness if it's not even chewy? You might as well order some stir-fried ox penis! Sweet, juicy? Do you think it's sugarcane?" Zhang Zhijie was extremely dissatisfied with the manager, who was deliberately trying to squeeze money out of him by ordering the most expensive dishes.

The manager was sweating profusely, but kept quiet for the sake of money.

"Then give me one braised abalone and one stir-fried ox penis. Do you have sugarcane? Bring him two!" Lu Na said.

"Sugarcane? We don't have any in our restaurant, but the street vendors outside have some. I'll have someone go buy some right away!" The manager quickly wrote down the order.

Watching the manager write with such ease and skill, Zhang Zhijie felt a pang of heartache. Damn it, every time you write down a dish, my wallet gets thinner! Please, don't just order the most expensive ones! "Are you really going to bleed my wallet dry before you give up?"

Lu Na looked at Zhang Zhijie's distorted face and felt a surge of joy that words couldn't describe. "Serves you right for bumping into me, hugging me, touching me, peeping at me, and insulting my pure and innocent body.

" "Anything else?" Lu Na asked again. It seemed Zhang Zhijie wouldn't rest until he was dead and there were beautiful women to keep him.

Hearing this, the manager couldn't help but grin widely and quickly added insult to injury. "Fish bones! Our papaya stewed fish bones are incredibly nourishing and beautifying. Women should drink a little every day, and you'll stay young forever!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Zhijie instantly cursed the manager's ancestors in his mind. Damn it, if it's so nourishing, why don't you stew some for your haggard wife every day?

"Brother Zhang, what's your opinion?" Lu Na, suppressing a laugh, sweetly called out to Zhang Zhijie.

"I, I have no opinion!" He dared not offer any further opinion; his opinion only made his wallet worse.

"Then let's have the papaya stewed fish bones!" Lu Na looked at Zhang Zhijie's deathly pale face and couldn't help but add, "One serving each, is there anything else?"

"Yes, of course! There's nothing we can't make..."

"I think this is enough? We can order more if we're still hungry!" Zhang Zhijie couldn't help but interrupt the manager's endless introduction, rolling his eyes at him, his expression saying, "You really don't want me to live!"

The manager not only ignored him but also put on a smiling face and said, "Sir, what would you like to drink?"

"Two bottles of Erguotou, please!" Zhang Zhijie said without hesitation. He didn't know if the wine was good or not, he only knew it was cheap.

"Sir, our restaurant's red wine is quite good, a top-quality 1982 vintage. Fine wine and a beautiful woman would create a wonderful atmosphere!"

"Then two bottles of Erguotou and two bottles of 1982 red wine!" Lu Na said in a muffled voice.

"Alright, please wait a moment!" Hearing this, the manager, as if afraid they would change their minds, quickly hummed a tune and ran off. "Today, the common people are truly happy, today, the common people are truly happy. "

Zhang Zhijie slumped weakly in his chair.

"Brother Zhang, what's wrong?"

"I, I'm a little dizzy..." Zhang Zhijie slumped weakly in his chair.

"It's probably low blood pressure. It's okay, you'll feel better after drinking some wine. Wine can raise blood pressure!" Lu Na said seriously, suppressing a laugh.

The food they ordered arrived quickly, but Zhang Zhijie had no appetite for the delicious dishes and wine.

How much did this meal cost? Luckily, he had borrowed five or six thousand yuan from Shuangxi before leaving, and with his recent salary, he should be able to manage! But this was all his hard-earned money; how could he bear to eat it all?

"Brother Zhang, eat up!" Lu Na wasn't interested in anything else on the table, except for the stir-fried bull penis, which she ate one piece after another.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhijie secretly sighed that she must have been parched for a long time, and his gaze towards her changed.

Lu Na, however, ignored him and continued eating the bull penis as if no one else was there. Unexpectedly, she ate too fast and too hastily, and when she picked it up, she accidentally dropped a piece between her legs. Both of them were shocked: This thing is amazing! Even after being cooked and chopped up, it still knows its way around!

Zhang Zhijie quickly flicked his chopsticks, scooped up the presumptuous object, and tossed it out the window. He thought to himself, " You little brat, I haven't even tasted it yet, and you dare to mess around? Do you want to be chopped up too much?

" Zhang Zhijie's alcohol tolerance was low; he was already a little tipsy before finishing a bottle of red wine. Lu Na, on the other hand, had an excellent alcohol tolerance and didn't seem to mind the red wine, but she preferred the two bottles of strong, spicy Erguotou.

With nothing else to do and already somewhat drunk, Zhang Zhijie drank along, eventually losing track of how much he had consumed. He only remembered that the heartless manager had brought them two more bottles of 1982 red wine.

In a daze, he was very drunk, unable to distinguish east from west, north from south, or who was right or wrong. He left his seat and stumbled into the toilet of the most expensive private room, which naturally had all the amenities, even a Simmons bed. In

his hazy state, he heard the clattering sound of wine being poured and couldn't help but roar, "I said I wouldn't drink! Who the hell poured me more wine?!" In his

anger and frustration, he farted.

A clear voice immediately rang in his ears: "Why another bottle? Can't you wait until I've finished relieving myself?!"

Zhang Zhijie sobered up a bit and looked down. A woman was sitting on the toilet with her pants down, and he was stunned: "Lu Na!"

Lu Na paused for a moment, then regained her drunken state, pulled up her pants, and puffed out her chest, saying, "Isn't that me?" Zhang

Zhijie quickly scanned his surroundings; no one was around. Emboldened by alcohol, he succumbed to lust and grabbed her.

Although Lu Na was drunk, her mind wasn't. She sensed the danger and, before she could react, he pressed her against the toilet seat. The effects of the alcohol had left her weak, and his embrace made her even more limp, like a ball of cotton. Helpless, she could only submit to his manipulation…

Perhaps

because they were in the toilet, or perhaps because Lin Yin wasn't there and he hadn't had a chance, or perhaps because of the alcohol, Zhang Zhijie quickly finished!

Afterward, with a slight sobriety, he said apologetically, “Your hymen is very hard! Darling, if I had known you were a virgin beforehand, I wouldn't have been in such a hurry.”

“If you hadn't been so impatient,” Lu Na said resentfully, “I would have taken off my underwear.” "

Ah~~~" Zhang Zhijie seemed to be jolted awake by these words. He splashed water on his face several times, then scooped Lu Na up by the waist and carried her out of the bathroom, throwing her onto the Simmons bed.

"What do you want to do?" Lu Na, seeing his wolfish appearance, couldn't help but feel a little scared, a little nervous, and a little excited.

What did he want to do? Of course, he wanted to do what he hadn't done well before! Why? It was because of the two sentences that Lin Na, who appeared pure and chaste but was actually seductive to the bone, had said to him. Before they did it, she called him a beast; after they did it, she said he was even worse than a beast. His sarcasm, coupled with the fact that she hadn't even taken off her underwear, naturally made her incredibly frustrated. All that effort had been for nothing, and the nameless lust burning within him... The passion hadn't been extinguished by the previous, less-than-sexual encounter; instead, it had intensified.

Zhang Zhijie pounced on her like a hungry tiger, quickly throwing off the clothes he hadn't yet removed.

Both were soon naked. Lin Na, shy and bashful, her eyes still glazed with intoxication, covered her chest with her hands, languid yet beautiful, alluring and seductive.

Zhang Zhijie looked into her eyes, red and swollen, like a ravenous beast, and his recently subdued member became hard again.

His lips touched Lin Na's cherry-like mouth; she parted slightly, feigning resistance. Desire to join! The moment she reacted, Zhang Zhijie's kisses became rough and frenzied, his mouth like a powerful pump, constantly sucking in her sweet nectar, his tongue teasing and sucking.

Three minutes later, Zhang Zhijie reluctantly left this successfully invaded territory, advancing to the next line of defense.

After a charge, he reached two mountains, finding it difficult to fight two against one, but undeterred, he quickly seized the high ground. The captured enemy, initially weak, had been humiliated by him, but this had awakened her inner potential, making her stand proudly, further igniting his bestial instincts. The gaping maws of the blood-red beasts relentlessly swooped down from the sky, bombarding the two mountains in succession.

The enemy leader, realizing his two bases had been captured and was in dire straits, desperately wanted to save them, but was powerless to do so. He gasped and groaned in desperation.

Zhang Zhijie ruthlessly swept across the two mountains, sparing no blade of grass, no inch of soil, cruelly torturing them to the extreme, twisting and deforming them beyond recognition.

Gradually, the novelty wore off, and Zhang Zhijie made another brilliant decision: to advance on the last line of defense to achieve his ultimate goal of invasion.

Charge! He passed the soft chest and reached the navel, where he saw a hidden stream nestled among the lush flowers, grass, and trees below.

Water! That was what he craved. Without hesitation, he plunged in.

"No! It's dirty!"

the enemy tried to resist.

Zhang Zhijie ignored them and continued deeper, a powerful machine gun spitting out scorching flames, wildly firing through the grassy field.

The enemy retreated step by step, unable to stop this unstoppable attack. Transparent, white, viscous blood flowed continuously from the enemy's strange and mysterious parts.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhijie was even more excited. The machine gun, stained with blood, continued to penetrate deeper and deeper! The enemy's slightly sour and sweet blood completely aroused his bestial instincts, the most primal human desires.

He knew it was time to use his ultimate move. Yes, he would attack the city, he would go even deeper.

A sniper rifle appeared at the foot of the mountain. Zhang Zhijie grasped it and first gave it a bath with the enemy's blood!

Water is the source of life; besides drinking, it can be used for bathing, and of course, it has another use: lubrication!

With everything prepared, he stopped sounding the alarm to the enemy. One man thrust forward, another swooped down, and a final, powerful thrust—the sniper bravely broke through the door!

"Ah~~ Mother~~ It hurts so much~~~~"

"Hehe, calling for daddy won't help!" Zhang Zhijie grinned maliciously, showing no mercy, and began his frenzied assault.

The entire private room was filled with the sounds of passion and lewd moans that reached outside, causing everyone to gasp in disbelief…

A chance encounter.

An expensive feast.

A drunken, chaotic affair.

This led to a haphazard and confused affair between a man and a woman. The man already had a girlfriend, so they could only be called adulterers.

After the meal, Zhang Zhijie lost eight thousand yuan, and couldn't help but cry out in anguish, "This prostitution was so expensive!"

Men are all fickle, and while Zhang Zhijie might not be, within a few days, he had almost completely forgotten about this one-night stand, this drunken encounter.

However, as he gnawed on his dry, hard instant noodles, he would always recall that meal that had brought him to tears. That woman was so cruel; she had casually eaten three months' salary.

But he wasn't bad either;

he had politely taken her virginity. So, whenever he was starving, he would comfort himself with the thought of that gone, irretrievable money.

But what he never dreamed of was that this investment of eight thousand yuan would not only bring him good fortune in love but also incredible luck, leading to a meteoric rise in his official career!

One day, Zhang Zhijie was doing something shady.

His phone rang!

"Hello! I'm not available to answer your call right now. If you need something, please leave a message after the call connects. Otherwise, hang up now. I charge both ways! If you insist on making me spend money, then please cherish my wallet and get to the point. Say what you want to say in under 59 seconds. If you insist on making me chat and joke around, fine, you'll have to top up my phone credit by 100 yuan! (Original by Liao Liao Yisheng. If this ringtone is used, please pay the fee!)" The person who dialed Zhang Zhijie's phone was a little dumbfounded when she heard this ringtone. In fact, it wasn't just her; everyone who dialed his number was furious.

"Hmm... who is it?" Zhang Zhijie answered the phone and asked a stupid question. Was his phone a public phone where anyone could call?

"Damn it, of course I'm calling you!" The caller was so angry she was jumping up and down. What kind of idiot was this? And she had to fall for such an idiot.

"Oh, you're calling me? Who are you? Hmm..." Zhang Zhijie asked while trying to speak.

"I'm Lu Na!" Lu Na said irritably, inwardly cursing men for being all the same, turning their backs on you after you've done your bidding.

"Oh, Miss Lu! Hello, is there something you need?"

"..." Lu Na almost fainted from anger, feeling like crying.

"Hey, hey, say something!"

"Can't I talk to you if there's nothing wrong?" Lu Na said wistfully, feeling truly wronged! This was the first time in her life she'd felt so aggrieved! She didn't know if she owed him something in her past life, but nothing good had ever happened since she met him! She finally had time to visit her grandmother in the countryside, and was happily heading home when she was told that four of her seven cars were out of town, two were in the repair shop, and the remaining one was fine, but the driver had fallen ill and was hospitalized. Fine, she decided to go back. But from the moment she saw him, her once happy and fulfilling life was ruined. Embarrassment, depression, drunkenness, loss of virginity—the deed was done, and she had no choice but to give in, waiting for him to come back. But it turned out he had completely forgotten about her. Thinking about this, she felt like dying.

"Well, it's not that," she said, "it's just that I only have a little over a dollar left on my phone credit. I won't have money to top it up until the month after next. If Miss Lu has nothing else to say, please let me go!"

"Tch, I'll top it up for you, you just wait!" Miss Lin meant what she said, and sure enough, she had someone send money to top up his phone number.

"Oh my god, are you trying to make me so moved that I'll repay you with my body?!"

"Didn't you already promise? You bastard!"

"Oh, oh, it seems so. Anyway, you've topped up my account, so do whatever you want, say whatever you want, make up whatever you want!" Zhang Zhijie, who was on the phone, heard a message beep and quickly opened it. It turned out that the money had been sent.

"What do you mean 'seems so'? It's true. Are you going to renege on your debt?"

"No, a real man takes responsibility for

his actions. What do I have to renege on? What kind of person do you take me for?!" "Hmph, I didn't know you had any backbone. Just don't run away when my belly gets big!"

"It can't be that fast! It's only been a few days!" Oh no, how am I going to explain this to Lin Yin?

"...Jie, I'm so worried! Those days are my ovulation period. What if I get pregnant?" The woman's tone changed in an instant. Just a moment ago, she was as hard as a rock, but now she was as gentle as water.

"Nothing to worry about, we'll deal with whatever comes our way, if it happens, we'll get rid of it!" The last four words were spoken softly.

"What did you say?" Lu Na's voice suddenly became sharp!

"Nothing~~ I said give birth to it!" Zhang Zhijie was thinking that if she really was pregnant, he would suddenly have two children. He couldn't be a cheap father, because he had heard her talking to his aunt about something like "dropping the baby" and "weaning". (Seriously, so stubborn! Can a virgin have a child? But who knows, hymen repair is common these days!)

"Hehe, is that so? I knew you were a good person! Where are you now?"

"I'm in a place I'm embarrassed to let anyone know, hmm!"

"What are you doing?"

"Doing something I can't show to anyone! Hmm, hmm~~~~"

"Oh, you heartless thing! I just said you were nice, and now you're cheating on me with another woman!"

"What? I'm taking a dump!"

"Ugh, are you trying to disgust me? And of all times, you do this while I'm calling you!"

"It's just that your call came at the wrong time!"

"Are you done yet? Come out quickly!"

"No, I, I, I'm constipated!"

"What did you eat?"

"Nothing much, just instant noodles for three days!"

"It's not that bad!"

"I've been eating dry food, and I've been rushing to finish some copywriting these past few days, so I'm feeling a bit stressed!"

"Why aren't you eating

?" "I need money to eat!"

"Where's your money?"

"You have the nerve to ask? I gave it to you!"

"Heh, I forgot! You only have that much money?"

"That little? Miss, that's over eight thousand! You really don't feel the pain while you're having sex! Poor me, my back has been hurting for days!"

"If you call me 'Miss' again, I'll get mad at you! You deserve it, who told you to keep going all night? You think I don't hurt? Although it's not my back!"

"Oh! So where does it hurt?" "

Idiot, can't you think about it?"

"I understand!"

"I'll treat you to dinner tonight! If you keep eating instant noodles, you'll never be able to get out of the litter box again!"

"Okay, okay, you're right, I've been here for almost two hours, and I'm still not done, um~~~~~~!"

"Ugh, disgusting, okay, okay, I'm hanging up now, come back early tonight. Beep beep~~~~~~"

"Hey, where are we going to eat?"

"..."

Chapter Thirteen of Xiaocheng's Romantic Dinner Goes Wrong.

After leaving the bathroom, Zhang Zhijie immediately called Lu Na and they spent another half hour in the bath, whispering

sweet nothings, before finally confirming the time and place. When Zhang Zhijie arrived at Lu's enormous villa, which he considered paradise, it was already completely dark, and things had become somewhat ambiguous! First, a delicious meal, then a waterbed, followed by post-dinner exercise—what a wonderful arrangement! This girl really understands my heart! He kept fantasizing in his mind.

"This house is ridiculously huge!" Standing before the massive gate, as enormous as the government building, Zhang Zhijie suddenly felt like a drop in the ocean, utterly insignificant. Moreover, this luxurious villa was surrounded by fully armed guards, as solid and airtight as an iron barrel. Not even a fly could get in, let alone a flower thief. He figured even a torrential downpour would leave it as dry as a new sanitary napkin. No wonder Lin Na had lived in this house for over twenty years and was still a virgin; it probably had something to do with the house.

Lost in these thoughts, Zhang Zhijie followed the butler into the hall, greeted by the watchful eyes of a dozen or so guards.

Zhang Zhijie's build resembled Xiao Chong's—thin, tall, and upright. Wearing a suit borrowed from Shuangxi, he looked even more refined. He had one hand in his pocket, the other casually swinging at his side, exuding an air of effortless nonchalance. Of course, if his single eyelids were double, he would be even more charming; perhaps even the most discerning adult wouldn't dare describe him as refined. Nevertheless, he attracted everyone's attention.

He sat down somewhat awkwardly in the elegantly furnished yet undeniably luxurious hall. A maidservant brought him some black tea. Pu'er—Zhang Zhijie had never tasted it before, but had heard of it. He couldn't resist taking a sip—a huge gulp! Damn, what is this? It tastes worse than Chinese medicine! He cursed inwardly, wanting to spit it out, but how could he be so impolite in front of everyone? He had no choice but to swallow it down, frowning, closing his eyes, and squinting as he drank it. The maids couldn't help but chuckle, thinking he was drinking Chinese medicine!

After swallowing the tea like medicine, his thieving eyes began to dart around, surveying the hall. The hall's furnishings were simple and elegant, without a trace of vulgarity, perfectly reflecting the owner's refined taste and temperament. He didn't have much discernment to distinguish which decorations were expensive or cheap; if he had a magic bag, he would definitely put them all back.

His gaze fell on the door leading to the inner hall, his mind filled with wild thoughts: "This living room is incredibly large. It took five of my ancestral homes to reach this size. I wonder if

the people inside can hear me if I say something here? Do they usually communicate with each other using walkie-talkies?" Just as he was deep in thought, a melodious piano tune suddenly drifted from the inner hall. The heavenly sound, like a babbling brook, instantly filled the entire hall. Good heavens, they even have this! It's incredibly elegant! Cheap pianos cost around ten or twenty thousand, mid-range ones around one hundred thousand, and the top-of-the-line, even the finest, pianos are said to be astronomically priced. A astronomical price? He'd never seen anything so good, so Zhang Zhijie dared not comment!

Strangely enough, hearing the music made Zhang Zhijie feel comfortable; his anxious heart calmed down, and he felt as relaxed as if he were strolling through a forest.

"Screw her! Even if she really tries to blackmail me with her wealth and power, I'm not afraid. Besides, who knows who'll blackmail whom in the end! What's done is done. Dating is just like treating someone to a meal, so I'll just go with the flow. I've been scared a lot in my life, but as Boss Xiao Chong said, 'Screw her! If you dare to die, I dare to bury you!' Who's afraid of who!"

The piano music suddenly stopped, but Zhang Zhijie felt that the sound was still lingering in the rafters. If he knew Beethoven's symphonies, he could probably still hear it for a few more seconds. Unfortunately, he didn't know how high Beethoven's score was, so he quickly forgot it and couldn't remember a single melody.

The butler who had brought him in came out and led him into the inner hall, which was even larger than the outer hall. There was hardly any furniture, just a piano and an antique Western-style dining table. Zhang Zhijie imagined a comical scene of a couple having a candlelight dinner in the middle of the Bird's Nest stadium.

He truly didn't understand. People live for nothing more than three meals a day and a place to sleep at night. For him, it was even simpler: two meals a day were enough, a bed at night was sufficient, and a bed was irrelevant. He slept in one bed while alive, and in one coffin when dead. Now that burial was banned as a waste of national resources, it was even simpler—a small urn would suffice. Such a large space would be too much trouble to clean!

Lu Na, dressed in a plain white dress, sat quietly at the end of the table. Although she wore no makeup, her elegant and refined beauty was even more captivating, making one hesitant to look directly at her, yet irresistibly drawn to her allure. Zhang Zhijie decided that after dinner, he would definitely have another proper meal with her!

Zhang Zhijie sat down next to her with a swaggering, old-fashioned air: "Hehe, Miss Lin, your house is really big! It's like a sports plaza, like Beijing's Bird's Nest… Ouch!" He had clearly been kicked by the woman.

Following the corner of her eye, Zhang Zhijie nearly jumped out of his chair: there were two other people at the table. One was an old man with a white beard, his face gaunt and his eyes gleaming with a chilling light that seemed to see right through you. The other was a middle-aged man, stern and unsmiling, as if someone owed him eight hundred thousand.

"Meeting the parents?" Zhang Zhijie couldn't help but feel a chill. So tonight's theme wasn't romance!

Men are like that; even without ambition, they don't mind having multiple women fall in love with them, as long as it doesn't cause trouble. Zhang Zhijie thought so too, but with such a grand affair, the trouble was bound to be immense. Meeting the parents meant they'd be discussing marriage, setting a wedding date, and so on. What about Lin Yin? How was he going to explain this to her? To be honest, although Lu Na was beautiful, he didn't have any real feelings for her beyond lust. He loved Lin Yin. Although Lin Yin wasn't a virgin, he didn't have the same obsession with virginity as his boss. Lin Yin had feelings for him, and he couldn't give her up to marry this alluring woman! Having two women at once? He didn't seem to have the same ability as his boss to control multiple women simultaneously.

Zhang Zhijie was in a daze, his mind in turmoil, when suddenly Lu Na's sweet, almost unsettling voice rang in his ears, like a rainbow after the rain: "This is my grandfather, the recently retired commander of the X Military Region. This is my father, the director of the Health Department. I'm sorry I didn't tell you beforehand."

"Ah, it's Grandpa and Uncle!" Zhang Zhijie snapped out of his daze. Both were big shots! One was a powerful political figure, and the other was his boss's boss. Was this a coincidence or fate? He suddenly felt a sense of dread, as if his fate depended on this one moment. He hurriedly stood up, straightened his clothes, and walked over with neither servility nor arrogance. He raised his hand to greet them, but then hesitated, unsure of what to say. His hand made an awkward arc in the air before he suddenly changed course and extended it to Lin Na's father: "Uncle, hello! It's a pleasure to meet you." He used a respectful address, just to see if he'd be satisfied!

Although Lin Na's father was not one for smiles, he still politely shook hands with him. He'd seen this guy before, during basketball and soccer games. He wasn't just tough, he was fearless, almost reckless. He admired the kid's drive, but unfortunately, he was all bravado and no strategy, far inferior to Shuangxi, whom he favored. So, he abandoned his urge to poach him, leaving it to the health bureau guys to slowly train him. Perhaps after some time, he might become interested!

Now, he felt strange. He didn't think much of this guy, but his daughter did. His daughter had always been very discerning, never having been attracted to any man in her twenty-odd years. Instead, she tormented the rich young men who pursued her, leaving them miserable and ultimately losing everything. He only had this one daughter, the apple of his eye, and for a moment, he was at a loss. But he dared not voice his opinion; the old man hadn't spoken yet, so when was it his turn? He carefully dealt with the situation, observing quietly.

After shaking hands with the director, Zhang Zhijie felt a sense of victory, but he couldn't be arrogant. There was still a troublesome old man to deal with. So, he resorted to his old trick, walking up to the old man and extending his hand: "Grandpa, hello, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

The old man lowered his head, sipping a steaming cup of tea, completely ignoring Zhang Zhijie, not even lifting his eyelids.

The atmosphere immediately became tense. Lu Na's expression changed, and she winked at the old man, but he remained unmoved.

Enraged, Zhang Zhijie reached out to strike the old man on the head with a powerful blow, but he couldn't. For the sake of his future, he had to endure hardship. His hand lingered awkwardly in front of the old man for a few seconds, before he finally convinced himself to retract it indifferently: "Hehe, I forgot. Grandpa is an elder; we should show respect to elders. Please forgive me for not being used to this kind of occasion." He then bowed deeply to the old man at a ninety-degree angle. "Damn it, let's see if you'll die this time. I'll even use a self-inflicted injury."

Lu Na was about to breathe a sigh of relief when Zhang Zhijie's bow was so deep that his head slammed onto the table with a "bang.

" "You're not that unlucky, are you?" Lin Na covered her eyes in dismay, but her grandfather's authoritative voice rang in her ears: "Sit down!"

Zhang Zhijie touched his forehead, which was swollen but not yet bleeding, yet throbbing with pain. He was furious but didn't know who to vent his anger on, giving a helpless, bitter smile that made him appear rather simple and honest.

The old man clapped his hands with an air of authority and pointed at Zhang Zhijie!

The maid serving nearby hurriedly stepped forward to ask, "What bread and soup would you like, sir?"

Zhang Zhijie was about to say, "Bread? Soup? Damn it, I can't stand foreigners' food!"

Lu Na, fearing he hadn't eaten Western food before, quickly interjected, "I'd like garlic bread and corn and chicken soup," winking at Zhang Zhijie as she spoke, "These two go better together."

Zhang Zhijie smiled slightly and looked at the old man, "Grandpa, what would Uncle like to eat?"

Lu Na's father glanced at him but remained silent.

The old man, however, looked up at him for the first time, saying with elegant composure, "Just take care of yourself."

His voice was not only loud but also deep and steady, unhurried and unhurried, not allowing anyone to interrupt.

Zhang Zhijie, though embarrassed, didn't care. "You wait," he thought, "I'll take out all my anger on your granddaughter and see who's tougher!" Turning to the maid, he asked, "What other types of food do you have?"

The maid replied humbly, "We also have cream bread and tomato beef soup."

Zhang Zhijie smiled, "Thank you! I'll take those two."

Lu Na was puzzled; why didn't he order the same things as her?

Zhang Zhijie had his own explanation: "This way, the two of us will have a much wider variety of food, and the nutrition will be more diverse. I used to eat like this with my classmates when I was in school!" He wasn't wrong; in college, the few of us in the dorm would each order two dishes, put them all on the table, and start grabbing them with chopsticks flying! But that was at the beginning of the month; at the end of the month, it was 80 cents for rice and a free bowl of soup. Why? Because we were broke!

Lu Na rolled her eyes at him: "Everyone eats their own food; how can that be considered together?"

Zhang Zhijie just looked at her and smiled meaningfully.

Lu Na didn't understand, but the two elders knew perfectly well what was going on and couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "This kid has our Nana hooked!"

"Would you like some wine?" Lu Na's father, who had been silent all along, suddenly asked.

"No need!" Zhang Zhijie and Lu Na exclaimed in surprise, almost simultaneously, startling the two elders.

A short while later, the food arrived, but the old man only ate steamed buns and soy milk. Diabetes? High blood pressure? Poor kidney function? Zhang Zhijie couldn't help but speculate. He wanted to speak several times, but remembering his earlier instructions, he held back.

Lu Na seemed to have little appetite, eating a few bites slowly and then stopping, completely unlike the boisterous manner she displayed when they ate heartily at the Mong Kok restaurant that day.

Seeing this, Zhang Zhijie quickly handed her a piece of his cream bread: "What's wrong? Don't you like yours? This one is alright, try it. You need to eat more to stay healthy. You eat less than a cat!"

Although Lu Na found him nagging, her heart warmed, and a complex, unfathomable change appeared in her eyes as she looked at him. She gently picked up the cream bread and took a small bite.

Although the two elders ate with their heads down, they saw everything but remained expressionless. They were truly two old foxes. Zhang Zhijie had no choice but to play the older fox and continue his role, secretly relieved that he had learned a thing or two from watching his boss act for so long.

Zhang Zhijie smiled with satisfaction, noticing that her soup was barely touched, so he gave her his untouched soup in exchange for her corn soup, which he then ate with relish.

A hint of approval appeared on the old man's and father's usually calm faces.

Zhang Zhijie made quite a few mistakes while eating the steak. He didn't know how to tie a napkin, thinking it would be much simpler than tying a tie or a red scarf, but he struggled and ended up splattered with oil. He ordered the beef medium-rare, worried about botulism, but when it arrived, it was even tougher than the old man's. When he tried to cut it, he was too weak, and the knife flew out, narrowly hitting Lin Na's father, bringing the beef to the table as well. He then chuckled and picked it up and ate it.

While eating roast chicken, he was so frustrated he felt like dying. He was ready to devour it, but a little dog beat him to it. Luckily, the dog only climbed onto the table and hadn't done anything yet.

Zhang Zhijie wanted to slap it to death; how dare it be so audacious as to try and grab a tiger's whiskers (he was born in the Year of the Tiger)! It was truly courting death! But then he suddenly remembered his eldest brother saying that you have to consider the owner before beating a dog. He couldn't afford to offend the dog's owner, so he had to try a combination of persuasion and gentle persuasion. But the dog was stubborn, and Lin Na and her family clearly doted on it, simply standing by and watching.

Zhang Zhijie felt humiliated, so he revealed his true colors and threatened, "If you dare do anything to this roast chicken, I'll do the same to you! Don't you know the weather's getting cold!" He didn't say the last part, which was perfect for eating dog meat, because he saw Lin Na and her family's expressions change, so he quickly stopped himself!

Unexpectedly, the little dog licked the chicken's rear end, and Zhang Zhijie fainted.

The puppy was overjoyed, wagging its tail smugly as if to say, "Hehe, let's see who's tougher."

"Diudiu, stop it!" Lu Na, who couldn't stand it anymore, finally spoke up. The puppy immediately jumped off the table obediently and ran off somewhere.

Zhang Zhijie snapped out of his daze upon hearing this. So this beast was Diudiu! "Are your whole family crazy? Treating a puppy like a child, weaning it, needing someone to take care of it... are you going to get it a concubine?" Zhang Zhijie didn't know that Lu Na actually had such plans!

Finally, when Zhang Zhijie came to his senses, the roast chicken was nowhere to be found. They replaced it with a fruit salad, but he complained that the pineapple in the salad was too sour. Later, after eating the almost sickeningly sweet mousse cake, he thought the milk tea was too weak!

(Damn, what kind of Western food is this? It's not even as good as two-timing!)

Despite his complaints, the meal was finally finished. Although it was a chaotic and messy affair, it was also quite enjoyable and harmonious—a relatively warm and congenial meal.

After the meal, Zhang Zhijie didn't dare linger. He quickly and solemnly thanked the old man and Lin Na's father and pretended to say goodbye with feigned reluctance.

Lu Na escorted him to the front door, exchanging only farewells without uttering another word. Zhang Zhijie knew his hopes of getting a free prostitute tonight were dashed, but there was plenty of time. He wasn't in a hurry; he'd deal with her properly another day, making her completely submissive.

The old man watched Zhang Zhijie's increasingly unkempt figure recede into the distance, his half-open eyes suddenly gleaming with a sharp light. Then, he patted his son's shoulder affectionately and said something that eased Lu Na's burden: "This kid's not bad, give him a hand!"

Therefore, honesty is precious; be true to yourself.

Chapter Fourteen: A Guilt-Ridden Heart

. When Zhang Zhijie left the Lu family's enormous villa, he never imagined that a less-than-ideal dinner would lead to him being chosen and elevated to a legendary status.

He only felt guilty, feeling he had let Lin Yin down. For the first time, he felt despicable, having two-timing her.

He wanted to shout to the heavens: This isn't my true nature!

He deeply regretted eating that bowl of noodles, because after eating it, he truly found himself in a two-timing situation! Although he knew it was his own greed, not the noodles themselves!

At that moment, he suddenly thought of Lin Yin with a vengeance. He was sorry to her; he had promised to love her for a lifetime and never change his heart, but after only a few days in Guangcheng, he had already become like this!

What had changed him? And what had made him change so quickly? He had even learned to pretend, to act?

A lifetime of wasted potential could be ruined in just one night.

This was an era corrupted by money, its walls on the verge of collapse.

No one had the power to change it, yet it could twist people's hearts and souls at any moment!

Filled with this guilt, he called her.

"Lin Yin, what are you doing?"

"Just finished work, finally got to sit down, I'm exhausted!"

"I...I miss you!"

"Is it really true? Don't try to make a little girl happy."

"It's true, I miss you so much! I want to be with you, to watch the stars with you, to listen to the birdsong in the forest with you, to travel across mountains and rivers, to the ends of the earth, making every day a beautiful memory!"

"You bad boy, are you trying to make me cry?"

"No, I really miss you!"

"Me too!"

"Please don't do it on the train, okay?"

"If I don't, will you support me?"

"Hmm!"

"Can you afford to support me? I need to eat a lot!"

"Don't worry, I'll feed you bran, it won't cost much even if you eat a lot!"

"Do you think I'm a pig?"

"You're my little pig!"

"Hmph, smooth talker, where did you go tonight?"

"No, I didn't go anywhere!"

"Look, your voice is trembling, you're feeling guilty, come on, confess!"

"I really didn't do anything, just strolled around the streets for a while!"

"Alone?"

"Yeah!"

"Nobody believes you!"

"If you don't believe me, then don't do it on the train, staying by my side every day."

"Then you just wait!"

"..."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Zhijie felt a sense of relief, but then another breath rose in his mouth. Two voices clashed, quickly embroiled in a fierce battle.

What if she really came? So

what if she comes? It's just another pair of chopsticks! Anyway, I love her, I'm willing to support her!

But what about Lu Na?

Um, this, that!

Tell me, don't hesitate.

Then we can only break up!

Are you willing to do that? She's so beautiful and rich? I think you should break up with Lin Yin.

No, how can that be!

If you want to climb higher, you have to do this!

No—

don't you want to stand out and bring honor to your ancestors!

I think so!

Then break up with Lin Yin and marry Lu Na! Although his grandfather has retired, just a word from him can save you twenty years of struggle. His father is even more remarkable, holding a position of power. Getting his approval is much more useful than flattering him.

I know, but giving up the person I love would cause me lifelong pain!

This pain is nothing compared to your lifetime of wealth and glory.

You're not me, how would you know?

I am you, I am another you.

No, I really can't do it.

Think about all the successful people in this society, they climbed up by stepping over the corpses of their brothers and lovers. If they can do it, why can't you?

I'm not that cruel!

Then why were you trying so hard to please them at the dinner table?

I, I, I just...

Make it up? Make up a decent reason.

I can't make one up, I really was trying to please them, hoping for some charity.

Then stop being so hypocritical. It's hard to be a hypocrite or a genuine villain, but the latter is much more sincere than the former.

Can you stop pressuring me? I'm so annoyed!

So what are you planning to do? Just drag it out like this? The landlady is right, trying to have your cake and eat it too, you won't reach the shore, you'll only sink.

I know, but what can I do?

Sigh, if only the boss were here, he would teach you how to do it.

Yeah, I don't even know where he is now! (The roast goose vendor is only three bus stops away from your workplace!) Well,

we can only wait and see!

Sigh, what can we do?

Zhang Zhijie's life didn't seem to have undergone any dramatic changes because of Lu Na's appearance, but his job did. The day after his disgraceful dinner at the Lin family's enormous villa, the director of the Health Department, acting on the old man's instructions, began to take action. Although his abilities were astonishing, Zhang Zhijie was utterly hopeless, like a piece of mud that couldn't be propped up, leaving him helpless.

Education: Junior college, not even a bachelor's degree. Abilities: Aside from writing some fantasy novels, basically useless. Work experience: 0! Uncle Lin looked at the shockingly thin stack of files and felt a headache about to explode. How could he possibly support this guy who was neither good at academics nor martial arts? Although he was a department head and could be considered a powerful figure in the health system of Guangdong Province, he had to consider his image. If he promoted someone like this, how could he survive? His aunt, although only a primary school graduate, had beautiful handwriting and was very shrewd, able to talk to anyone, and most importantly, could give him unbearable pleasure in bed. But what could this Zhang Zhijie do? Just thinking about it made him rack his brains. However, his precious daughter liked him, and his old man was fond of him. The pressure from these two was like two mountains pressing down on him, leaving him no strength to resist. He could only grit his teeth and force himself on. He was just as helpless as anyone else.

The next day Zhang Zhijie was suddenly promoted to director of the Publicity Department of the Food and Drug Administration. The reason given was his excellent writing skills, impressive reports, and effective publicity work; he was considered a promising young talent. The director, naturally, dared not immediately promote him to deputy director—otherwise, how would he survive?

This minor job transfer didn't cause much resentment, as a director was still a minor official, a far cry from being a director or even a deputy director. However, it was enough to draw attention throughout the entire bureau. A good-for-nothing as the head of the publicity department—what would become of their bureau's publicity work? When the director received the implicit hint from above to promote Zhang Zhijie, although he didn't understand which powerful figure Zhang had climbed up to, he could only obey the superior's arrangement. However, to prevent him from ruining the publicity department's work, a staff member with ten years of experience in publicity work, but who didn't know how to use connections or back channels, was transferred in as the first... As the deputy director of the propaganda department, Zhang Zhijie's position as director became a sinecure. His daily work consisted mainly of drinking tea, reading newspapers, signing documents, and occasionally covering for other busy directors on business trips. Who would dare to entrust him with important tasks? What if he messed things up? Did the bureau chief look down on him? No! No! Nothing he handled

went smoothly; the bureau chief really had no faith in him. Thus, Zhang Zhijie smoothly secured his position as the propaganda section chief, doing absolutely nothing. Naturally, all was well until one day, when all the bureau leaders were unavailable, but a business trip required someone to be sent, this guy's actions caused a sensation. The bureau chief was so astonished his eyes dropped to the ground, the department head finally found a legitimate reason to promote him, and Lin Na was so excited she rode him all night.

The incident occurred at a township health center in the suburbs of Guangcheng... An accident occurred—they killed a young, strong man with only a mild cold in just a few seconds! Killed him in a few seconds? Does that sound exaggerated? No, it happened in full view of everyone. The cause of the accident is unknown, the family is furious, and in a fit of anger, they sued the township health center!

There are countless medical institutions of all sizes in Guangdong Province, and medical accidents, big and small, are inevitable—almost countless. Some are caused by human error, some by objective reasons, but generally, after an accident, the hospital will try to settle it peacefully, minimizing the damage. This was no exception. Since the person was already dead, they couldn't let a living person take their place, especially since the specific responsibility for the accident was unclear. So the head of the township health center tried to pay to settle the matter. But this head was stingy; the amount of money he offered was pitifully small, and he refused to raise the price. The family, in a fit of anger, sued the township health center!

Taking it to court created quite a stir. The health center could no longer resolve the matter peacefully, and the various departments within the health system could no longer protect their subordinates. The media, always eager for sensationalism, had made the matter a major scandal, attracting the attention of higher authorities. The Minister of Health ordered a "thorough investigation," and a team of investigators from the Health Bureau, Drug Administration, Public Security Bureau, and others was formed in Guangcheng. The Drug Administration was included, but its director and deputy director were all out of town on business trips, and none of the directors wanted to get involved in such a mess. The seemingly irrational Zhang Zhijie, oblivious to the danger, volunteered to go! The director, after receiving a phone call for instructions, agreed without hesitation. The reason was that this matter was extremely serious, yet thankless. While he might not be capable of the role, he had connections; even if something went wrong, someone would protect him. Why would he willingly jump into this fire pit himself instead of being pushed to the guillotine?

The investigation team set off in a grand procession. The van carried eleven people from various units, including the driver. Ten of them were utterly dejected, their faces clouded with gloom. This wasn't the first time they'd done something like this, but each time they were terrified. Why? They'd understand once they arrived! No one could fathom Zhang Zhijie's thoughts, but his proud, arrogant demeanor was reminiscent of his days competing with Xiao Chong in the Hero Assault Cup. His companions were baffled. Everyone else was trying to avoid this situation, but this guy acted like he'd struck gold. Was he really that happy?

Chapter Fifteen: Thunderous Applause, Watch My Performance !

The Township Health Center finally arrived after a bumpy three-hour journey. Even before the van got close, a dense crowd had gathered at the hospital entrance, blocking the main gate. In the center of the gate, several women were sitting on the ground, throwing a tantrum, crying and cursing. Zhang Zhijie listened, mentally preparing his answers.

"My father! My mother! My grandfather! My husband has been killed by them!" The loudest wailing came from the deceased's wife, wailing and crying with snot and tears streaming down her face!

(How many people in your family have been killed by them? Didn't the chief say only one person died?)

"Hospitals are slaughterhouses, doctors are butchers, they only kill us poor, good people! A perfectly good man was slaughtered like this!"

(Was this man a cow?)

"Hospitals are like the King of Hell's palace, you walk in and are carried out, everyone please don't go to the hospital for treatment!"

(Is it that scary? Where else can you go for treatment if not to the hospital?)

"Doctors are heartless, doctors are inhuman, doctors are not human, doctors only kill for money!"

(It even rhymes, if there were no doctors, how would you get treatment!)

This is considered cursing, there are those who can't curse and just wail.

"

Waaaaaahh

...

"Don't miss out! Stop by, take a look, listen, and see! If you're feeling generous, give us a shout; if you have connections, go home and call a few more people to come and watch the show! A perfectly healthy strong man died in the doctor's hands in seconds! If you want to live, don't go through this door!"

Well, he's started peddling his quack medicine. After

the crying and cursing got tired, there were even shifts, taking turns bombarding the crowd without a break. A feisty woman sat on the ground cursing wildly, while the men stood guard around them. The police officers just stood on the perimeter, watching without moving them, seemingly protecting them. Seeing this, Zhang Zhijie couldn't help but recall Uncle Zhao's words: "This world is too crazy; even cats are bridesmaids for mice!"

This kind of spectacle, this kind of prestige, this kind of grand scene was truly unprecedented for Zhang Zhijie. He had seen families causing disturbances at the Sino-American Friendship Hospital before, during his internship there, but that was in Yuancheng City, a vital link in Sino-American relations; who would dare to cause trouble there? Anyone who did would have been stunned with a stun gun and dragged to the police station. Today's scene truly opened his eyes, leaving him deeply impressed: the power and wisdom of the people are boundless; this is the art of struggle.

This disturbance, however, caused quite a stir. Traffic was blocked. The countryside is different from the city; there are plenty of people with nothing to do during the off-season, and they'd love for this kind of commotion every day so they could enjoy the show for free. Several times the number of villagers gathered to point and whisper, gossiping. Those who thought they had inside information were even more smug and boastful, loudly revealing secrets that couldn't be shared. This commotion was even more outrageous than the land reform movement. However, these people all lived near the hospital and did indeed know some inside information. For example, the nurse who gave the deceased the injection was the hospital director's mistress, so the hospital was desperately protecting her. For example, before this incident, the director had just been anonymously reported to higher authorities, and was going through a tough time. For example, the director's personal savings had been wiped out by gambling recently, and he couldn't afford to compensate the victim, etc. Zhang Zhijie, trapped in the crowd in his van, listened with great interest, very grateful to this guy who was giving him free inside scoops.

Zhang Zhijie wasn't in a hurry, but his comrades were extremely anxious. The van was stuck, unable to move an inch, the main gate was blocked, and going in openly would inevitably lead to an attack. Sneaking in through the back gate was even less realistic. If this continued, would they even be able to get back to Guangcheng today?

Just when everyone was at their wits' end, Zhang Zhijie suddenly acted erratically, opened the van door and got out. Everyone was startled; was this guy asking for trouble? But seeing him get out, they could only helplessly follow, all of them putting away their accident investigation team badges.

"The investigation team is here!" A literate bystander shouted as soon as he saw the name tag on Zhang Zhijie's chest. The rioting crowd immediately surrounded Zhang Zhijie and his team. Zhang Zhijie not only endured his companions' silent insults but also the verbal abuse from the deceased's family.

"Are you all incompetent? You're only coming now, and the person is dead!"

"You're only coming now, crocodile tears! Don't pretend!"

"Make that hospital director who kept a mistress pay us a million!"

"..."

The investigation team was utterly exasperated. They knew this line of work was arduous and had mentally prepared themselves for hardship, but this young man's unilateral decision had plunged them into this unexpected and embarrassing situation. They silently cursed Zhang Zhijie's ancestors again.

"Stop!" Zhang Zhijie, unable to bear the insults any longer, roared like thunder.

The force of his voice was so great that it nearly damaged everyone's eardrums. The howling, cursing, crying, and accusations immediately ceased.

Zhang Zhijie's anger flared at the sight of these people, especially the disheveled women and those who had just cursed them. Pointing at them, he barked like mad dogs: "You sons of bitches, shut up! You think you're so tough? Do you think we're gods, with the ability to foresee the future, able to predict that this damn clinic would kill someone? If we had that ability, would we be doing this? You bastards have already filed an appeal, haven't you? Instead of hiring lawyers and preparing for court, you're here causing trouble! What the hell are you doing? Do you still want the truth? Do you still want your innocence cleared? Do you still want compensation?"

The room fell silent. They'd seen many leaders—some hypocritical, some spouting righteousness but feigning it—but this was the first time they'd seen a leader so swearing and cursing. They were stunned!

"What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen such a handsome leader before? Let me tell you, if you want to find out the truth, if you want to get compensation, all of you get out of my way and go home. Let me go in and find out the truth. I can't promise you anything, but I swear to God, I won't wrong an innocent person, nor will I let a bad person go free. Now, get out!" Zhang Zhijie said, especially the last word, which was uttered with his enormous voice, making everyone's ears ring.

Although the crowd didn't leave, they quickly made way for him, leading straight to the entrance of the health center. They had never heard of or seen such a rude leader before, let alone dared to provoke him!

"Ah, that feels good!" For the first time, Zhang Zhijie felt the art of being a leader. Although it wasn't the first time he had felt superior, this was the most exhilarating one he had ever experienced.

Zhang Zhijie was extremely satisfied with his masterpiece. He once again strode confidently toward the health center, his head held high. His comrades, following closely behind, kept wiping sweat from their brows. They had never seen anyone like him before; he was practically a thug, not a government official!

The investigation team consisted of eleven people, led by Huang Tiechui, the deputy director of the Health Bureau. No one knew why his father had given him such a name—was it because his fists were as hard as a hammer? Or as big as a hammer? Nobody knew! However, it was rumored that he had once killed a childhood friend with his hammer-like fists. So when Zhang Zhijie presumptuously questioned the health center director about the incident, he wanted to smash him to death with his hammer.

The township health center director recognized Huang Tiechui, the deputy director of the municipal health bureau, but not the young man with single eyelids who had first confronted him. Seeing Huang Tiechui's ashen face and silence, he assumed the young man was a higher-ranking leader and quickly recounted the events. It turned out that a few days earlier, A-Qiang had come to the hospital with a cold and fever. The doctor, as usual, measured his temperature, blood pressure, pulse, examined his throat, listened to his heart sounds, and so on—a series of tests—diagnosing him with an upper respiratory infection. After prescribing several IV drips, the doctor handed him over to a nurse—yes, the very nurse rumored to be the director's mistress. The nurse administered the medication as prescribed, and within seconds, A-Qiang was dead!

The incident was bizarre and strange; how could someone die so suddenly? Was there a problem with the medication? Zhang Zhijie immediately demanded to see the medical records. The director readily agreed and handed them to him.

Zhang Zhijie was about to open the medical record when he noticed his colleagues' strange expressions. Confused, he saw Huang Tiechui standing there silently with a livid face and suddenly remembered he was just a nobody in this line of work. He quickly handed the record to Huang Tiechui, saying, "Director Huang, you take a look first!"

Huang Tiechui glanced at him expressionlessly, took the record, and thought to himself: Do you even remember me, the director?

After glancing at the record, Huang Tiechui offered no opinion, simply handing it to another person to look at. See? That's the art of leadership—passing on problems you can't understand, like a football.

Zhang Zhijie was the last to see the records; he was the lowest-ranking official in the line.

"Director Chen, what do you think?" Huang Tiechui passed the ball to Director Chen.

"I've seen a bit of the problem, but this opportunity should be given to the younger generation, don't you think, Director Li?" Director Chen cleverly feinted, passing the ball to Director Li.

"Hehe, yes, there are indeed many problems, but this is Director Wan's forte. I think we should let Director Wan speak!" Director Li used two feints to successfully pass the ball to Director Wan's feet again.

"This is a piece of cake for me, but this time my task is to record the scene. Look at this DV, it's quite difficult to set up. Let's ask Director Fang to explain; he's quite good at this too!" Director Wan held the DV and made a feint towards everyone with some difficulty, then passed the ball again.

The group of eleven began a fierce football match, with a variety of feints, unpredictable and endless. You kick, I dodge; you come, I evade... Just as the game was getting exciting, suddenly, someone unexpectedly appeared out of nowhere, intercepting the ball with a deadly scissor kick, and shot it into the goal. The ball arced beautifully—goal! The game abruptly stopped.

"Hehe, everyone, no need to be so polite. Medical record writing is my forte. Back at the Sino-US Friendship Hospital, I got beaten up a lot by my older brother for writing a decent medical record. By graduation, my medical records were the most standardized in the entire hospital (omitting about two thousand words)... Well, enough chit-chat, let's talk about this case. I can spot three things at a glance: First, the case is written very poorly, like a tasteless fantasy novel. It omits everything that should be explained and rambles on about things that shouldn't be (ugh, does this sound like it's describing me!). Second, the medication is inappropriate. However, every doctor has their own medication habits. As long as it's generally acceptable and the wrong medication isn't used, it's fine." "The problem is, the medications here are just ridiculously unreasonable. Just look at the price, not even considering what they're for! A mild cold and fever, and they're prescribing over a thousand yuan worth of medicine? And this human albumin, I don't even know what they're prescribing. Are they trying to kill people? Thirdly, this third... well, I haven't thought of anything yet. Could another leader add something?" Zhang Zhijie talked for almost an hour straight. Feeling parched, he picked up the teacup on the table and drank. A nurse tried to call it her cup, but it was too late. He gulped it down in a few gulps. The nurse muttered resentfully, "Drink it, drink it. You'll get diarrhea. That's my slimming tea."

Zhang Zhijie finished speaking and waited for everyone to respond, but no one answered, and another awkward silence ensued! He broke out in a cold sweat, thinking to himself, "You guys aren't that unlucky, are you?"

"Ahem, Director Zhang is absolutely right, he agrees with me. Does anyone else have anything to add?" Huang Tiechui, being a leader, naturally wanted to warm things up since the atmosphere had cooled down. But besides agreeing, they couldn't offer any further comment. Were they holding back, or were they even more incompetent than Zhang Zhijie? Nobody knew!

"But the problem hasn't been solved yet! How did the patient die?" Zhang Zhijie inappropriately kicked a large soccer ball in front of everyone.

"..." The leaders looked at each other, speechless. Who knew how he died? He wasn't a god.

"Hmm, this patient's death was indeed bizarre. I bet Director Zhang has some unique insights. Now, let's invite Director Zhang to share his views. Everyone, please give him a warm round of applause!" Huang Tiechui, annoyed that this guy was stealing his thunder, pointed and

clapped enthusiastically. The crowd applauded enthusiastically, creating an unprecedentedly grand occasion!

"Hehe, sorry, let me explain. While the medication dosage was slightly exaggerated, the doctor didn't prescribe the wrong medication. Since the doctor's medication was correct, there are only three possibilities: First, there's a suspicion of counterfeit drugs. Second, the patient had a pre-existing condition that suddenly flared up and caused death. Third, the nurse didn't perform the three checks and seven verifications, or the procedure was improper. Regarding the first point, it's difficult to determine immediately; we must take the sample back for testing. The second and third points, however, can be addressed immediately. Call the nurse, the doctor, and the patient's family; a few questions will reveal the truth! What do you think, leaders?" Zhang Zhijie wasn't good at officialdom, but he was very knowledgeable about his profession.

"Clap c ... "Doctor!" Zhang Zhijie grabbed something on the table and slammed it down with a "bang!" (This time, he wasn't overstepping his bounds; the leaders had authorized him to do this.) "Yes, sir!" Cold sweat immediately broke out on the doctor's face. This man's face was so dark; it was like a public trial! "When A-Qiang came, did you ask about his medical history?" Zhang Zhijie asked in a deep voice. "Yes, yes!" The doctor stammered, whether out of fear or guilt. "Bang!" Zhang Zhijie slammed the table again and asked sharply, "Did you ask or not?" "Yes, yes, I really did!" The doctor was terrified! "What illnesses?" "Diabetes, heart disease, high blood pressure, endocrine disorders, abnormal vaginal discharge..." "Bang!" The gavel struck again, and the sharp voice rose again: "What nonsense! Men can have abnormal vaginal discharge!" "No, no, no, I, I, he, he, he!" The doctor was really scared to death. "Speak!" Zhang Zhijie's eyes widened in fury, his gaze sharp and piercing! The leaders sighed inwardly: If this guy were before liberation, he would definitely be a master at interrogating underground party members! "He, he doesn't have any illness. Really, I thought you were asking me what kind of illnesses I usually see." "Really or not?" "Really, more precious than pearls, more steamed than steamed buns!" "Fine, if I find out you're lying, I'll skin you alive, pull out your tendons, and chop off your little pecker!" "..." Is it really necessary? Even if I used the wrong medicine, at most I'd just be dismissed and investigated. After the doctor left, A-Qiang's wife walked in. Zhang Zhijie, without thinking twice, slammed his gavel and called out, "Wife!" "Yes!" The woman actually answered crisply, seemingly oblivious. The leaders stared at each other in disbelief. You acted so quickly? Her husband had only been dead for two days and you'd already taken over? "Ahem, sorry, wrong name. A-Qiang's wife, I have a question for you! How is A-Qiang's health usually?" "Not so good!" The woman had already tied up her disheveled hair, revealing a pretty face. "What do you mean by 'not much'?" Zhang Zhijie and the leaders asked in unison. "It's just that nothing's wrong!" "What do you mean by 'not much'?" Things were getting a bit complicated. "Leaders, please stop teasing me! My husband has only been dead for two days, boohoo!" "..." The leaders were speechless. She was just asking about her husband's health, and it was being called teasing? Such a huge accusation was too much for them to handle! "I was asking if he had any illnesses?" Zhang Zhijie was a little helpless; he was powerless against women. "No, nothing at all! Stronger than an ox! He eats like a log, sleeps like a pig, and in bed, he's deadly!" "..." The leaders were speechless again. Looking at her like that, it wasn't him trying to kill her, it was her trying to kill him. Ah Qiang's wife stepped aside, and the legendary dean's mistress stepped forward. Everyone's eyes lit up. Her delicate face was filled with seductive eyes, her high breasts seemed about to burst out of her nurse's uniform, and her slender waist was the legendary wasp waist. A woman like that could only be a vixen. "Greetings, leaders!" The vixen's smile was captivating, and the already stunned leaders, their mouths agape and drooling, were completely mesmerized by her allure. "Ahem, you're the nurse who gave A-Qiang the injection?" Zhang Zhijie finally managed to regain his composure; this enchantress's charm was too much, he almost fell for her! "Leaders, you can call me A-Lian!" A-Lian kept throwing flirtatious glances at Zhang Zhijie. The old dean was neither good-looking nor capable, and he was stingy and miserly. She had long wanted to find a better man. This single-eyelid young man, though dark-skinned and not particularly handsome, seemed to be a high-ranking official, so she quickly tried to be charming. "Pan Jinlian?" The leaders, snapping out of their daze, couldn't help but ask simultaneously. "That's just her nickname, her real name is Jin Xianglian!" Jin Xianglian finished speaking and flashed her signature smile, once again captivating the leaders. "How did you administer the medication?" "How else would I administer it? According to the doctor's orders, first the injection, then the drip, then the push!"

"..." The leaders couldn't help but fantasize again. "Stab? Binding! Drip? Drip wax! Push? Old man pushing a cart!

" "You mean first an intramuscular injection, then an intravenous drip, and then an intravenous bolus?" Zhang Zhijie's question drew countless eye rolls. You're serious when you should be, and serious when you shouldn't be. Everyone knows that's how it works, why did you say it and ruin everyone's beautiful imagination?

"Yes, yes, that's it!"

"You bastard!" Zhang Zhijie couldn't help but jump up, startling everyone. What's wrong with this guy now?!

"Wh...what's wrong?" Jin Xianglian was also startled. How could this young guy be even more perverted than the old, undead hospital director? He can turn on you in an instant!

"What did you bolus intravenously?" Zhang Zhijie asked sharply. The doctor's order clearly didn't mention intravenous bolus, so where did this bolus come from?

"Potassium chloride!"

"You vixen, you deserve to die ten thousand times over!" Zhang Zhijie pointed at her angrily.

"Director Zhang, what's wrong? What happened?" The leaders couldn't help but ask. Although they hadn't known him for long, they already understood that this man couldn't be reasoned with using normal logic, yet they still couldn't resist asking.

"What? You still don't understand what's going on!" Zhang Zhijie was dumbfounded. None of these guys had any medical background?! They didn't even have this basic medical knowledge! He was absolutely right; apart from him, none of these eleven leaders were real doctors.

"We don't understand!"

Zhang Zhijie almost fainted upon hearing this. This group of idiots was far more idiotic than he was, so he didn't even look at them, but instead asked Jin Xianglian, "Tell me, where did you learn medicine? How did you get into the hospital?"

"I, I..." Jin Xianglian murmured, unable to speak. She had studied medicine with a barefoot doctor for three months, then was spotted by the hospital director who was involved in cracking down on illegal medical practices, slept with him, and then got into the hospital.

"You're the most ignorant woman out there! You don't even have a shred of medical knowledge, yet you dare to be a nurse? Is potassium chloride something you can just inject? No wonder a strong man like you died in seconds; it's all your fault, you vixen!" Zhang Zhijie cursed.

Potassium chloride. Because it's an essential yet easily depleted electrolyte, this is a commonly used drug. The trick is that oral administration or intravenous drip doesn't matter, but if injected intravenously, no matter how strong or frail you are, it's instant death! If a doctor wanted to kill someone, this would be the perfect drug. The brilliance lies in the fact that the human body contains potassium chloride, but a lethal dose has little effect on blood potassium levels, especially since patients often have abnormal blood potassium levels that might not even be detected in an autopsy.

Patients with colds and fevers experience severe dehydration and weakness, while patients with diarrhea need even more potassium supplementation. To maintain fluid balance, doctors usually supplement potassium along with fluids. This is a highly specialized topic and cannot be explained in a few words, but Nurse Jin's actions were definitely murder, hence Zhang Zhijie's stern rebuke mentioned above.

Zhang Zhijie finally calmed down and explained to the leaders who were craning their necks.

The case was thus solved. Through the mediation of Zhang Zhijie and others, the hospital director had to pay 185,000 yuan in compensation to A-Qiang's family, and Nurse Jin was inevitably dismissed. The family immediately withdrew the lawsuit after receiving the compensation. Barely, it was a happy ending for everyone. Why barely? Because the hospital director was unhappy. This sum of over 100,000 yuan was his embezzled personal savings, but to keep his position as hospital director, he had no choice but to hand it over! Nurse Jin was also unhappy. She had sacrificed her looks, sold her body, and endured the director's perverted fetishes to obtain a nursing job. How could she be happy to lose it just like that? But what could she do when her skills were lacking and she happened to encounter Zhang Zhijie, who was clueless about everything except this!

Chapter Seventeen: Sexual Violence in the Office

This time, Zhang Zhijie really made a name for himself, becoming famous in the health system. Normally, this wouldn't be a big deal. If someone else had done this, it would have been nothing. At most, they would have received a few hundred yuan in travel expenses when they received their monthly salary, been praised at a meeting, or maybe appeared on TV or in the newspapers and that would have been the end of it. But since it was Zhang Zhijie, it was very different. Although everyone thought he was a good-for-nothing, Lu Na, who had lost her virginity to him, didn't think so, and neither did Lu Na's grandfather, who had high hopes for him. So, the director was forced to take action again and promote Zhang Zhijie to the position of deputy director.

This time, no one dared to complain, because this was a case personally overseen by the highest leader of the Ministry of Health, and Zhang Zhijie had indeed handled it flawlessly and respectably. Why was he credited the most? The on-site DV recording testified to it; it was an indisputable fact. While there was a chorus of murmurs and boos, Zhang Zhijie ignored them all. "I've done a good job, I'm promoted—that's only right. Why should I have to be subservient?"

he thought. So he sat comfortably in his deputy director's chair. Although he still frequently used vulgar language during meetings, spewing nonsense like a dung beetle and creating extremely awkward situations, people gradually got used to it. This seemingly incompetent man, while lacking in superficial skills, was a true expert in medical and pharmaceutical matters. Any counterfeit or substandard medicine could be immediately identified by his discerning eye. People then realized that this seemingly incompetent man wasn't truly incompetent; he was hiding a pearl beneath his straw man exterior!

But...yes, every coin has two sides, and when that "but" comes, it inevitably leads to a turning point. For Zhang Zhijie, this "but" not only caused his

rapid downfall but also left him with nothing—a truly dramatic

turn of events. With a higher official position came more meetings, business trips, social engagements, banquets, gift-giving, and so on. It became difficult for Lu Na to see him every night, cling to him, and spend time with him as before. To Lu Na

, he could only feign affection, saying, "Baby, I'm sorry, it's not that I don't love you, and I don't want to make you wait for me again..." He preferred the bright lights and revelry outside to the debauchery of bed with Lu Na! Although his time as an official was short, he thoroughly experienced what decadence and depravity meant. But decadence is stimulating, and depravity is madness. He had little resistance to money, desire, and power, and when they all came crashing down on him, he embraced them without hesitation.

He ate whatever others offered—lobster, abalone, fish bones, hairy crabs—without a second thought!

He accepted all the expensive wines, cigarettes, supplements, and rare gifts others gave him without hesitation!

He took all the RMB, HKD, NTD, and USD that people slipped to him under the table, while drinking, gambling, or otherwise! He slept

with all the prostitutes, massage girls, mature women, and virgins that others arranged for him!

He was like an enormous stomach, recklessly devouring everything he could, regardless of whether he would one day vomit it all up. He didn't care about the stomachaches, bloating, gastritis, or ulcers they might cause. This already insane man became even more insane with the sudden power and status he gained. As the saying goes,

good deeds are rewarded and evil deeds are punished; it's just a matter of time. He brought this upon himself, and if people don't punish him, heaven will! As the proverb says, "Beauty is a curse," and "Lust is a knife above one's head." The rise and fall of Zhang Zhijie were all related to women!

That day, instead of handling official business in his office, he was fast asleep on the sofa. A high-stakes gamble last night had lasted until fifteen minutes before work this morning. Even without losing, his eyes were already bloodshot; after a whole night of gambling, how could they not be? He'd truly become a god now: resting with his eyes closed at work, listless after work, but full of energy at night!

Just as he was drifting off to sleep, there was a knock on the office door.

Startled awake, Zhang Zhijie slowly sat up, straightened his clothes, and then leisurely walked to his desk, pushed aside a document, picked up a pen, and pretended to be extremely busy and conscientious, before calmly replying, "Come in!"

Wasn't he afraid of being caught sleeping in his office during the day? He used to be afraid when he was the head of the publicity department, but now he was fearless. The office was his alone; anyone had to knock to enter. Of course, the bureau chief might not knock, but the bureau chief generally didn't visit his office; if he needed to see him, he would call and ask him to come to his office. Other subordinates who didn't knock would be subjected to a torrent of abuse. Nowadays, besides being a little apprehensive about the bureau chief, who else did he have to be mindful of? He didn't need to look after anyone. Even the bureau chief, knowing how powerful his backing was, had to be wary of him! Although that was true, appearances still had to be maintained. Whether it affected him or not didn't matter; considering others' feelings was always necessary. So Zhang Zhijie got up.

"Hello, are you Director Zhang?" A clear and pleasant voice rang out in the office, deliberately omitting the "deputy."

Hearing such a melodious voice, Zhang Zhijie couldn't help but look up. His sleepy eyes instantly vanished, replaced by bright, alert eyes. He saw a beautiful woman. Her features weren't particularly delicate; individually, they might even be considered somewhat unattractive. However, combined on her face, they possessed a unique charm, easily rivaling the stunning beauties like his boss, Sun Shanshan, Susan, and Qi Feier. Zhang Zhijie thought of a word: "charm." Yes, that's it—charm! This girl had a certain charm!

Looking down, his eyes widened, his gaze fixed on her. Beneath the deeply plunging neckline of her shirt, her jade-like breasts were half-exposed, half-hidden, forming a pair of rounded mounds, perfectly round and firm. The slightest bud was barely visible beneath the fabric, like a small flower blooming on a cliff edge in spring, stealing all the color from the surrounding mountains and captivating Zhang Zhijie's soul without hesitation.

Further down, his soul had already left his body. Beneath the moderately long skirt, a pair of snow-white jade legs were exposed to his vision. The legs, without stockings, appeared even whiter and longer, and the tightly clenched posture seemed to be afraid something would escape, arousing his imagination. Zhang Zhijie instantly fell in love with her body!

"Director Zhang, are you alright?" The woman couldn't help but ask, seeing his dazed expression. Was the work pressure too much, making him slow to react?

"Oh, hello, may I ask what you need?" Zhang Zhijie finally snapped out of his daze. The woman's charm was too great, making him dizzy and disoriented. Gathering his scattered soul had taken a tremendous effort.

"I'm Zhang Yurou, a representative from Harbin Pharmaceutical Group's No. 98 Factory. I wanted to ask if the approval procedures for our drug have been completed?" Zhang Yurou asked.

Looking at her irresistibly alluring figure, Zhang Zhijie immediately had an idea: "Oh, your medicine? Our test results are quite different from your factory's. I'd like to process the paperwork for you, but..." The art of leadership is not to close the door completely, but to leave a crack and see if you can squeeze in!

"Director Zhang, you see, I share the same surname as you, we're from the same clan. Could you please help me with this? Thank you so much!" Zhang Yurou pleaded. Their pharmaceutical factory's entry into Guangcheng had been quite smooth, overcoming all obstacles without hesitation. Who would have thought that this small drug administration bureau would be a bottleneck? The paperwork was delayed, and without the drug administration's permits, their hopes of entering the Guangcheng pharmaceutical market would be dashed. Losing this lucrative market meant losing a lot of money.

"Sorry, I have a meeting coming up soon. Let's discuss this later!" Zhang Zhijie said ambiguously. How many people in China are surnamed Zhang? If I helped them all, would I even need to live?

"Alright then! Director Zhang, you go ahead with your work, let's discuss this later. You're so busy, I'm really sorry to bother you!" Zhang Yurou said helplessly when she saw he wouldn't budge.

"It's alright! I won't see you out!" Zhang Zhijie had seen people who didn't know how to play the game, but he had never seen anyone this clueless. He was helpless too!

"Director Zhang, do you have a business dinner tonight? May I invite you to dinner?" Zhang Yurou didn't disappoint the director, extending an invitation at the most crucial moment.

"This, this isn't quite appropriate!" Zhang Zhijie seemed to be getting better and better at the art of leadership.

"It's alright, Director Zhang, you work so hard for the people, I'm inviting you to dinner on behalf of the people who benefit from your kindness. Don't you think this is too much?" Zhang Yurou piled on several accusations against Zhang Zhijie, let's see how he can handle this.

“Serving the people and doing practical things is my duty. We must never take a single needle or thread from the common people. Miss Zhang, I appreciate your kindness, thank you!” Zhang Zhijie had already agreed wholeheartedly, but he wanted to see what other tricks this young woman had up her sleeve, so he was just teasing her.

“Director Zhang, you appreciate my kindness, and you should appreciate my goodwill too. We finally get to see you, and I've humbly invited you to dinner. If you don't accept my kindness, you're not giving me face, and you're hurting my feelings. Director Zhang, would you please have dinner with me?” Zhang Yurou really used all her charm to step forward, gently tugging at Zhang Zhijie's clothes, speaking in a coquettish, charming, and clingy manner.

“This…” Zhang Zhijie was immediately rendered powerless by her gentle tug and the subtle friction of her breasts.

“Go ahead, please, okay?” Zhang Yurou whispered in Zhang Zhijie's ear.

Zhang Zhijie couldn't resist such temptation. He was a fiery man, and anyone who dared to provoke him was inviting disaster. Lin Na was a perfect example. Unable to resist the allure, fueled by lust rather than alcohol, Zhang Zhijie's wickedness took hold. He reached out and grabbed her slender waist, pulling her into his arms and pressing his lips against hers.

"Director Zhang, please, please don't do this!" Zhang Yurou was terrified. She never dreamed that this impeccably dressed director was a beast in human clothing. In broad daylight, in a busy office, how dare he be so audacious and unrestrained!

"..." Zhang Zhijie ignored her, sweeping away all the loose documents on his desk, then bent down and pressed her against the table, his mouth relentlessly kissing her face, lips, neck, and ears, while one hand slipped inside her skirt.

"Please, I beg you, please don't do this!" Although Zhang Yurou was shrewd and worldly-wise, she had never experienced anything like this before. She knew she had really gone too far this time. This man wasn't just trying to take advantage of her; he wanted to take advantage of her much more. He was going to rape her. Powerless to resist, she immediately burst into tears, but she dared not scream and could only struggle silently. She knew that if she screamed, it would attract countless people, and then the bureau chief would be finished, her reputation would be ruined, and their drugs would be ruined. So she dared not scream and could only struggle desperately. But what kind of background did Zhang Zhijie have? He was a former special forces soldier. How could a weak woman like her survive in his hands? Don't even dream about it.

Soon, Zhang Zhijie ripped off her lace panties and pulled them into his hands. He spread her legs apart and squeezed his hips between her legs, forming an extremely lewd position. At this moment, he reached for his zipper, intending to pull out his penis and commit the crime on the spot.

"Director Zhang, I beg you, please let me go!" The more Zhang Yurou pleaded, the more it aroused his lust. He had already pulled out his penis and placed it on her private parts, slowly rubbing it, preparing to arouse her before launching his attack. Zhang Yurou felt waves of heat emanating from her lower body and was terrified, on the verge of collapse. "Director, Director, please, not here! Let's find a more romantic place tonight, okay? Look at all the people coming and going here. What if, what if someone comes and we get caught? We're all finished!"

"Hehe. Baby, don't be afraid, no one will come! Don't you think this is exciting?" Zhang Zhijie, blinded by lust, had no reason left. Even if his father were reborn and appeared in front of him, he would still take this woman on the spot.

Zhang Zhijie rubbed his penis repeatedly against the wet, grassy area, which was wet with what seemed like fear, tension, excitement, or humiliation. When he felt he was about to reach his goal, he slightly pulled back his hips, aimed precisely, and prepared to thrust his penis deep into the heart of the enemy...

Chapter 18 of the short story: I Only Want Your Body

"Knock, knock, knock~~~~~" Just when a beautiful woman was about to be violated by a greedy and utterly depraved wolf, there was a knock on the office door! (A chorus of boos from the audience~~~ Are you kidding me?!)

Zhang Zhijie was helpless. Things always go wrong at times like this. If he had known it would be like this, he wouldn't have hesitated. Why bother with foreplay? He would have just gone straight in.

He released Zhang Yurou, quickly put his manhood away, and then casually picked up the lace panties from the floor and stuffed them into a bag. Apart from the panties, both of their clothes were intact, a little wrinkled, but with a little tidying up, no one would notice.

Zhang Zhijie quickly picked up the things on the ground and then said to the still-shaken Zhang Yurou, "Sit on that sofa!"

He didn't want others to know about his shameful affair, and Zhang Yurou was even less willing to let others know that she had almost been raped, so the two immediately put on a show, one sitting on the sofa and the other sitting at the back of the office.

"Come in!" Zhang Zhijie straightened his tie.

A subordinate opened the door and came in with a document.

"Director Zhang, this is a document that was just issued from above, please take a look!" The subordinate didn't see anything unusual in the room after coming in, but he saw the deputy director staring at him with a strange look, so he quickly put down the document and ran out as if fleeing.

"I'll fuck your wife, your sister, your older sister, all the women in your family plus your ancestors!" Zhang Zhijie cursed incessantly in his heart.

"Give it to me!" After the subordinate left, Zhang Yurou quickly picked up the scissors on the table with one hand, pointed them at him, and held out the other hand in front of him.

"Trying to rob me? Rob me of my money or my virtue?" Zhang Zhijie sat in his executive chair, watching her with interest. He was puzzled. What was this woman up to? Why didn't she leave when there were other people around? Did she think she could protect herself with a pair of scissors?

Zhang Yurou glared at him, but said in a barely audible voice, "I... I'll give you back my underwear!"

"What did you say? Speak louder! I didn't hear you!" Zhang Zhijie genuinely couldn't hear what she said; it was like a mosquito's buzz.

"Underwear!" Zhang Yurou helplessly raised her voice to another decibel.

"Oh, I'll keep this as a souvenir!" Zhang Zhijie said shamelessly with a smile.

"Then process the paperwork for me!" Zhang Yurou was no pushover either.

“Miss Zhang, you should understand the saying there’s no such thing as a free lunch, right?”

“You’ve already eaten, you should get the paperwork done!”

“I only smelled it, I haven’t had a chance to eat it yet!”

“You—”

“If you don’t mind, let’s finish this lunch, and I’ll get the paperwork done for you right away!” Zhang Zhijie said, walking towards her.

“You, don’t come any closer, or I’ll get rough with you!” Zhang Yurou actually pulled out a sharp pair of scissors from her bag and held them across her chest.

“With you? With the scissors in your hand? Aren’t you underestimating me?” Zhang Zhijie said dismissively.

“Then, then I’ll be rough with myself. If you dare touch me again, I’ll stab myself in the throat with these scissors!” Zhang Yurou’s expression was unusually resolute.

Zhang Zhijie was dumbfounded. "Huh? You think I'm scared?"

"You're not scared? Hmph, if someone dies in your office, can you, the bureau chief, escape responsibility? Can you still hold your position peacefully?"

"Hehe, don't mess with me, or I really won't take this position. Anyway, I just picked it up, and I didn't plan to stay for long!"

Zhang Yurou could tell this man was indeed a desperate criminal. She couldn't afford to be forceful; otherwise, she'd only be asking for trouble. The only way was to use underhanded tactics. So she immediately put on a charming smile and said, "Hehe, Bureau Chief, I was just joking. Don't be angry. I'll treat you to dinner tonight, and by the way, can we finish what we were doing earlier?"

"Haha, Miss Zhang is indeed extraordinary. See you tonight!" Zhang Zhijie said ecstatically. He thought the game was over, but he didn't expect this little girl to challenge him again. This world is truly insane; even a mouse is going to marry a cat!

Evening, eight o'clock.

Private room at Mong Kok Restaurant.

Zhang Zhijie opened the door and, seeing the table full of people, immediately turned and walked out without looking back. He didn't care who was present or what they tried to persuade him to stay; he only knew that it was impossible to conduct business with so many people.

Seeing Zhang Zhijie leave after only a brief appearance, Zhang Yurou quickly followed. Her original plan—to get him drunk through a series of encounters, then have a prostitute take photos of him in a compromising situation to blackmail him—had failed, so she quickly switched to Plan B.

"Director Zhang, please don't go!" Zhang Yurou finally caught up with Zhang Zhijie at the end of the corridor.

"Miss Zhang, what a clever tactic! If you're not sincere, this business is off!" Zhang Zhijie said with a sneer.

"No, you misunderstand, I am sincere!" Zhang Yurou said, taking a few quick steps and pushing open a door, gesturing for Zhang Zhijie to enter.

Zhang Zhijie walked in without a second thought. Did he even need to think? The door Zhang Yurou had pushed open led to the most expensive private room at the Mong Kok Restaurant. How did he know so clearly? Because it was behind this door that Lin Na ripped him off for over eight thousand yuan in exchange for her virginity.

The scene in the private room remained the same: the table was still the same table, the bed was still the same bed, and the manager was still the same manager. Only the woman dining there was no longer the same one. Zhang Zhijie couldn't help but feel a little sentimental, then composed himself and asked, "Manager, do you have any recommendations for good food?"

"Lobster... how about some? Air-freighted from the Pacific!" The manager, of course, remembered this man. This stingy man had once eaten an eight-thousand-yuan dinner here, yet had made a huge scene all night long!

"Miss Zhang, what do you think?" Zhang Zhijie asked considerately, thinking, "Finally, it's my turn to be in charge!

" "Anything is fine, whatever you like. But I think hairy crabs would be better!" Zhang Yurou wasn't stingy; she was willing to risk everything. As long as she could get the drug paperwork and avoid losing her virginity, losing eighteen thousand yuan was nothing.

"Alright then, one lobster sashimi and one steamed hairy crab!" This method of ordering was invented by Lu Na, and Zhang Zhijie was just copying it.

Upon hearing this, the manager immediately understood that he wasn't the one paying the bill this time, so he quickly and cleverly asked, "Sir, how about the rest as usual?"

Zhang Zhijie couldn't help but laugh and said, "Manager, you've got potential! Everything else as usual, double portions!"

After the manager left, Zhang Yurou couldn't help but ask, "Are you a regular customer here?"

"Not really, just occasionally!" Zhang Zhijie said casually, but suddenly thought of Jacky Cheung's song: "The more you come, the more you suffer, and you'll get drunk. Don't look back after you wake up, boohoo~~~~

" "Oh~~~" Zhang Yurou was speechless. This corrupt official must be used to getting free food and drinks.

The fine wine and food were served quickly. The manager personally opened the wine, poured it for the two of them, and said, "Please enjoy your meal!" before preparing to leave.

"Manager, the usual rules, understand? Everything as before!" Zhang Zhijie instructed.

"Yes... I understand. Don't worry!" The manager, true to his word, only hesitated for a moment before quickly understanding. The man's meaning was crystal clear: he would probably make a big fuss like last time, and he wanted the manager to maintain the same style as before—not to disturb him, and certainly not to make a fuss.

After the manager left, Zhang Yurou couldn't help but ask again, "What's the usual routine?"

"Nothing! Just the same things as before!" Zhang Zhijie pointed to the four bottles of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor), four bottles of red wine, and the dishes on the table. Once again, with fine wine and a beautiful woman, he was

n't as anxious as last time; he was only thinking about how to get her drunk. "Director Zhang, I'd like to toast you! Cheers," Zhang Yurou said, raising her glass to him, as if she had completely forgotten the unpleasantness of the day.

"Yes, cheers!" Zhang Zhijie said, clinking glasses with her. But after drinking that, she refused to drink any more. She knew her alcohol tolerance; half a bottle of Erguotou was enough to make her drunk. Getting drunk was a small matter, but losing her virginity and being unable to carry out her plan or obtain the paperwork would be a big problem!

Zhang Yurou placed a very large kraft paper envelope on the table and casually pressed the button on a small recorder hidden in her handbag.

"Director Zhang, this is 100,000 yuan, just a small token of my appreciation, please accept it!" Zhang Yurou thought that if Plan B succeeded and she obtained the audio evidence of his bribery, he would surely comply!

"Hehe, Miss Zhang, you don't understand me, Zhang Zhijie!" Zhang Zhijie pushed the money away. Compared to her, 100,000 yuan immediately paled in comparison. Although he hoped to have both wealth and beauty, there's no such thing as a perfect life. He dared not be greedy and only asked for one.

"What? You think the money is too little?" Zhang Yurou asked, puzzled.

"Hehe, 100,000 yuan in my hometown can get me a wife and even build a one-story house! How could I think it's too little!" Zhang Zhijie said with a smile.

"So you'll take it?"

"No! I don't want it!"

"Then what do you want?"

"Hehe, put the recorder away, and I'll tell you!"

"Ah~~~~ How did you know?"

"Although I'm the worst special forces soldier, and my counter-surveillance skills aren't as strong as the boss's, I'm definitely several levels better than you. Your little tricks are just showing off in front of me! Hehe!" "

You~~~ Okay, good guy, I know I can't escape your grasp. Let's eat and drink first, replenish our energy before we get to work!" You can't catch a wolf without risking your life. Zhang Yurou decided to go all out. She used her ultimate move, Plan C.

"Hehehehe!" Zhang Zhijie didn't have time to dawdle. He snatched her wine glass, drank it all in one gulp, and then picked her up and carried her to the bed.

"No, don't be in such a hurry!" Zhang Yurou panicked and lost her composure when he hugged her.

Zhang Zhijie threw her hard onto the soft bed, and before she could react, he pressed down on her, their bodies pressed tightly together. His large mouth immediately enveloped her cherry-like lips and began to suckle passionately. She pursed her lips tightly, but couldn't help feeling a little dizzy. This man was so good at kissing! But she quickly regained her senses and roared in her heart, "Bastard, I'll make you pay later!" The

clothes binding them were gradually removed, and in the blink of an eye, Zhang Zhijie was completely naked, while Zhang Yurou was left only in a cool three-point

bikini.

He was aroused. He had never imagined he would be so reckless, manipulating the woman he had his eye on. Power, truly a wonderful thing. He recalled his university days, when the school's undisputed beauty sat right next to him. It felt so close, yet so far; even a stolen glance was a luxury. When he finally mustered his fragile confidence to write her a passionate love letter, she opened it in front of everyone, reading it with the same gusto as a teacher-praised essay. After finishing, she added her own comment: "You? Single eyelids, a flat nose, a big mouth, you think you can woo me? Take a look at yourself in the mirror!"

Facing the disdainful and contemptuous expressions of the surrounding classmates, he... With that skeptical look of "you toad trying to eat swan meat," for a fleeting moment, he wanted to end it all with three bottles, but then he remembered a village legend: he was ugly from birth, incredibly ugly. His father had thought he was a reincarnated demon, and dared not look at him at night, repeatedly considering abandoning him. This day, he finally made the decision, carrying him to the county train station, ready to throw away this terrifyingly ugly thing. Although he wasn't his own flesh and blood, he was a demon born from his millions of sperm. Even though he could throw him away so easily, he couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with grief, holding him and weeping loudly.

Just then, a banana vendor saw them and said with great sympathy, "This monkey..." "The poor thing is so pitiful, skin and bones, so thin he's lost all his fur! Feed him this banana!" With that, a string of sorrowful tears fell as he tossed out a banana. The old father, ashamed, immediately abandoned him and ran away. But when he returned three days later, he found the boy still in the same spot, starving and on the verge of death. He couldn't help but furiously complain, "Don't you have any compassion? Why is no one willing to take him in!" An old beggar who had been begging nearby came over and explained, "He's so ugly, no one dares to take him!"

Zhang Zhijie, while reminiscing about the past, frantically groped the beauty beneath him, roaring with intense resentment, "Yes, since I can't be remembered for good, then I'll be remembered for bad! Since I can't go to heaven after death, then I'll go to the lowest level of hell!" He then reached out to untie the beauty's bra.

Just then, the door was kicked open, and a group of people carrying long lenses and cameras rushed in, the flashes blinding him.

"What the hell?" Zhang Zhijie, finally adjusting to the bright light, asked the beauty still pinned beneath him.

"Hmph! What do you think? You despicable, shameless, lewd, perverted beast, I can only deal with you using equally despicable, shameless, and lewd methods!" Zhang Yurou, pinned beneath him, gritted her teeth.

"Oh, so you're a beast too? Then it seems we really are a match made in heaven!" After the initial panic, Zhang Zhijie quickly calmed down; he was no longer the naive man he once was.

"You pervert!" Zhang Yurou watched as the man on top of her showed no sign of letting her go, constantly squeezing her through her underwear, and flashing an incredibly lewd smile at the camera. She almost fainted again. Did he think this was an adult film?

"Tch, I'm a pervert, who am I afraid of!" Zhang Zhijie said, already having made up his mind. Damn it, since things had come to this point, might as well go all the way! He released Zhang Yurou and rushed to the door with lightning speed, slamming it shut. Because of his earlier instructions, the manager, being astute, saw so many people rushing into the private room and assumed this guy was going to play a game with a dozen men and one woman. Instead of making a fuss, he instructed his men not to disturb them. He already knew this guy was a perverted psychopath the first time he'd caused such a ruckus in the room. As long as no one died, he didn't care; even if the room was destroyed, it didn't matter. He'd get ten times the compensation for any damage, and 20% of that was his kickback. So he was hoping they'd make a huge scene, the more chaotic the better. As long as it didn't affect other diners, no problem was insurmountable—money talks! He just couldn't understand how this guy could be so brazen. This most expensive private room had the best soundproofing, yet he still managed to make such a commotion. He was truly impressed!

"What do you want?" the dozen or so people—not professional reporters, but extras Zhang Yurou had hired—couldn't help but ask simultaneously.

"Hehe, everyone's worked hard all night, let me give you a massage!" Zhang Zhijie faced them, his hand already quietly reaching behind the door, locking the three locks tightly!

"You, you stay away!" one of them cried out in a bit of panic as he watched Zhang Zhijie walk towards them with a fierce look.

"Hey! What are you afraid of? There are over a dozen of us, we can handle him!" The others gave the man who had just screamed the middle finger, mocking him for being a coward. But they soon realized they were wrong, terribly wrong. Don't come here, it's an insult... (I'm a bit too addicted, every time someone misjudges, I can't help but think of this song!)

Although Zhang Zhijie was only in his mid-twenties, he pounced on the dozen or so men like a wolf, no less ferocious than those starving, shrewish women. He used both hands and feet simultaneously, cutting through the chaos with lightning speed, quickly taking down the dozen or so men on the ground, then throwing them one by one onto the bed like chicks, piling them up like a human pyramid.

Zhang Yurou was dumbfounded, terrified, thinking that everything that had just happened was just a dream, but when she rubbed her eyes, the dream felt so real, terrifyingly real!

"Baby, is there still a plan?" Zhang Zhijie walked over, gently took her hand, and asked with utmost tenderness.

"..." Zhang Yurou let him hold her hand like a robot, her mind blank, with only one question floating in her mind: What kind of monster is this?

"It seems you're all gone?" Zhang Zhijie gently kissed her face, then picked up her clothes and slowly helped her put them on.

"You~~~" Zhang Yurou was once again bewildered by him. According to her calculations, he should be ruthlessly tormenting her now, making her wish she were dead! Seeing him like this, she felt a strange sense of loss, and when she realized this feeling, she was startled by herself: Am I that cheap, wanting to be humiliated?

"Nothing, I'm done playing!" Zhang Zhijie said, then started getting dressed, rummaging through drawers and cabinets until he found a plastic bag. He packed all the digital cameras of various sizes and brands into it. Tonight's haul was quite plentiful; these could sell for three to five thousand on the secondhand market!

"..." Zhang Yurou stared blankly as he left. She truly couldn't understand what this man was thinking, why he would act when he shouldn't, and why he would let go when he shouldn't.

Zhang Zhijie wasn't in a good mood either when he left the Mong Kok Restaurant. The Indian herbal oil that had kept him standing for three or four hours had shattered during the fight, and the nurse's uniform he'd prepared all day was gone. The pleasant atmosphere had been ruined by this ungrateful woman. He really wasn't in the mood for anything tonight!

(Bricks, beer bottles, banana peels... you quit because of this? How can you face us?)

However, he wasn't worried about this woman escaping his grasp. Power was still in his hands, and her Achilles' heel—the drug approval document—was still in his hands. He wasn't afraid she wouldn't submit obediently.

Walking aimlessly forward, he occasionally glanced back and found Zhang Yurou relentlessly following him.

"Huh? There's still a plan?" Zhang Zhijie asked as she approached.

"No!" Zhang Yurou's pretty face showed helplessness. She couldn't outmaneuver this man, this seemingly dim-witted, rumored-to be incompetent Director Zhang, who wasn't as easily fooled as she had imagined.

"Oh? Then why are you following me? You've ruined my mood! If you want me to stamp your paperwork now, you'll have to call your sister, older sister, cousin, younger cousin, and so on!" Zhang Zhijie roared at her, his voice neither loud nor soft.

"Why?"

"Hmph!" Zhang Zhijie snorted but didn't answer. In fact, anyone with a brain would immediately understand his subtext: I'll sleep with all the women in your family, especially the young ones!

"Good man, don't be angry, okay? It's my fault, I shouldn't have underestimated you, alright?" Zhang Yurou helplessly admitted her mistake. She knew that if she wanted to make a good living in Guangcheng and penetrate the market to make a fortune, she had to get this permit. Moreover, judging from the current situation, she couldn't satisfy him, and the permit wouldn't be approved. She knew that for a beautiful woman without a strong background to do pharmaceutical sales, whether she was single or married, losing her virginity was inevitable if she wanted to achieve great success. Rather than letting her body be ruined by those fat old men, she would rather have this man, who, although ugly, was her age and held power, benefit from her. Having made up her mind, she followed without hesitation.

"Tch, you're only saying this now? Too late!" Zhang Zhijie didn't know her many thoughts and thought she was still planning some tricks, so he kept pressing her.

"Good man, don't be like this. I've already admitted my mistake. What more do you want from me?" Zhang Yurou used her woman's secret weapon to subdue a man, acting coquettishly, throwing in flirtatious glances, and clinging to him tightly.

"I want to~~~~~" Zhang Zhijie was indeed no match for her. He was teased until his mouth was dry, his eyes were red, and he looked like a wolf. But he quickly returned to normal: "I'm not in the mood right now!"

Zhang Yurou had no choice but to use her ultimate move. This was the last trick she had learned from her flirtatious cousin, who had subdued countless strong men and made many burly men fall at her feet. She gently unbuttoned two buttons on her top, letting her full, half-covered, half-naked breasts be exposed to the air. She walked up to Zhang Zhijie with a swaying willow and asked with a charming smile in her voice, which was more beautiful than heavenly music: "Am I beautiful?"

Her lazy and languid charm made her seem indifferent to everything, yet her exquisite, curvaceous, and impeccably graceful figure made Zhang Zhijie, who had been looking at her, feel as if his soul had left his body and ascended to heaven. His saliva dripped from the corner of his mouth.

After several minutes of trying to calm himself, a sudden thought flashed through his mind: "When you asked me that just now, for a few minutes I had a dream. I dreamt of God. God said that since I serve the people and don't take a single penny from them, he would grant me one wish. I took out a map of China, pointed to Wenchuan in Sichuan, and said to him, 'Restore it exactly as it was before.' He said it was too difficult, and told me to choose another one! So I took out the photos I had just taken, pointed at them, and said, 'Then turn her into a beautiful woman.' God thought for a moment and said helplessly, 'Let me look at that map again!'"

Before Zhang Yurou could react, the group of young men and women who were about to go to the barracks burst into laughter louder than the ocean waves.

It took Zhang Yurou a while to understand his sarcasm, and she stomped her foot angrily, saying, "Can't you be nicer to me?"

"After what happened in the office, I felt sorry and resolved to be nicer to you, but after what just happened, I'm very disappointed in you!" Zhang Zhijie said, shaking his head.

"Then, then take me home, and let's see how I behave, okay?" Zhang Yurou knew he wasn't completely disappointed in her, so she quickly grabbed his hand, wanting to atone for her mistake.

Zhang Zhijie looked at her face carefully, and the more he looked, the more he thought she was like a vixen. "This is your last chance, you'd better cherish it!"

"Just you wait and see, I'll definitely satisfy you!"

Zhang Zhijie wanted to burst into laughter, wanted to call Xiao Chong, and wanted to tell his boss: I've finally learned how to play with women!

(Kid, you're getting too cocky, playing with women, can you even handle it?)

Chapter Twenty: The First Time of Lewdness

Zhang Zhijie led her back to the two-bedroom apartment his workplace had assigned him. It wasn't very big, but compared to his previous seven-square-meter single room that he had to share with two other people, it was like heaven and earth. As

soon as Zhang Yurou entered, she couldn't help but exclaim, "My God, this is where you live?"

The living room was nicely furnished: a TV, sofa, water dispenser, refrigerator… all the amenities a typical family would have. Unfortunately, it wasn't neatly arranged. The entire living room looked like it had just been moved into, with furniture crammed in haphazardly, left untidy. There were six or seven empty instant noodle cups on the table, the unfinished soup floating with yellow oil, emitting a foul odor. Several cockroaches scurried about contentedly. Newspapers and magazines were scattered everywhere, along with snack bags, egg roll boxes, beer bottles, and cola cans… a scene of utter carnage! Looking at this appalling living room, Zhang Yurou could only think of one place: a garbage dump!

“Never seen a giant snake poop!” Zhang Zhijie said nonchalantly. He was already used to it and didn't find the scene offensive. When Qi Feier visited his dormitory during her internship at the Sino-American Friendship Hospital, she was nearly scared to death by two rats that suddenly darted out. Zhang Yurou couldn't

stand it anymore and rolled up her sleeves to clean it up.

"Never mind, someone will clean it up!" Zhang Zhijie stopped her, pulling her hand and leading her into the room! Yes, someone did clean the house. Lin Yin, who only took a month off, liked to tidy up the messy house. Every time she saw it, she felt a sense of relief, because no woman in the world could tolerate such a dirty and chaotic place polluting the city's appearance. If one day the house became neat and clean without her intervention, there was only one possibility: Zhang Zhijie had brought another woman home!

Lu Na never came. As a pampered young lady, she couldn't stand it. Having been waited on hand and foot, she certainly hadn't considered helping him clean. Therefore, the house could only be cleaned once a month, just like a woman's monthly cleaning! The room

wasn't much better than the living room. Dirty socks and clothes were scattered everywhere, CDs, posters, and AV photos were everywhere. A tissue, whether used for wiping mouths or something else, was visible. The distance from the door to the bed was only seven or eight steps, but for Zhang Yurou, this distance was a bit far, because in this environment, it was practically impossible to move an inch.

Zhang Zhijie walked straight over, the constant "crackling" sound of something being crushed under his feet not affecting his speed at all. He reached out, grabbed a corner of the bed sheet, and threw the sheet, blanket, and dirty socks and clothes onto the floor. Then he opened the wardrobe, took out a freshly washed and dried bed sheet and blanket, and spread it on top. It was something Lin Yin had specially prepared for him; she couldn't drag him to a hotel every month.

"Come here!" Zhang Zhijie said to Zhang Yurou, who was still standing blankly at the door.

Urged on by him, she had to muster her courage and carefully move step by step to the bedside. Even though she was very careful, her high heels still managed to crush a few CDs.

"Change into this!" Zhang Zhijie said, pointing to a nurse's uniform lying on the bed. On his first day of internship at the Sino-American Friendship Hospital, watching the nurses in their snow-white uniforms, laughing and radiant, he felt a strong urge to discipline them. However, the Lin sisters wouldn't yield to his perverted soft heart, so he could only pin his hopes on the alluring woman before him.

Zhang Yurou obediently changed into her nurse's uniform, while Zhang Zhijie leisurely watched her change. Several times he wanted to rush over and forcefully pin her down, but he restrained himself. This was a wish he had held for years, something he had finally managed to create; how could he be so hasty?

"Zhang..." Zhang Yurou was about to speak when

Zhang Zhijie immediately interrupted her. "Call me Doctor!

" "Doctor!" she could only call out, her voice filled with humiliation, shyness, and feigned affection, while secretly thinking, "This guy is a real pervert.

" "Oh my god! You're so beautiful!" Zhang Zhijie couldn't help but exclaim in genuine admiration. Her snow-white face was flushed with pink, her creamy white skin so smooth you couldn't see a single pore. Beneath her white nurse's uniform, she possessed a languid charm, radiating youthful fragrance, vitality, and innocent cuteness. The deliberately shortened skirt accentuated her long, straight, jade-like legs, making them alluring. The fishnet stockings perfectly highlighted her smooth, delicate thighs, giving her an irresistible allure.

"Doctor, may I serve you well?" Zhang Yurou's eyes were alluring, her lips slightly parted, her clear, pure voice exuding sexiness.

"..." Zhang Zhijie remained silent, quickly stripping naked and sprawling on the bed.

Zhang Yurou gently climbed onto his body, sitting beneath his waist. She lowered her head and lightly kissed his single eyelids, his face, and then lingered on his lips, gently sucking on his thick lower lip. It felt ticklish, soft, wet, and tender, incredibly comfortable, and he couldn't help but close his eyes to fully enjoy it.

Her technique wasn't good; to be precise, it was extremely clumsy. As her lips moved downwards, they couldn't quite reach the target, which only fueled his unbearable itch. He felt a bit of resentment towards the men who had trained her before—what were they? They couldn't even train a woman properly. Then, he immediately became excited. Did her clumsy movements mean she had fewer men? Probably not. Judging from her wanton appearance, this woman had at least a thousand sexual experiences.

While he was indulging in his fantasies, her lips finally reached his vital part. He waited for her favor with anticipation, longing, and indescribable excitement. Unfortunately, at this crucial moment, her lips didn't come down.

"Hmm?" He couldn't help but open his eyes, wondering: You stop at the crucial moment? Is this part of Plan D?

Faced with his urging gaze, she had no choice but to steel herself, close her eyes, and slightly part her lips to take it into her mouth. Her movements were essentially devoid of technique, relying solely on mechanical motion and suction. For him, who had become a master of this art in just a few months, it felt like scratching an itch.

"Is this the kind of service you meant to satisfy me?" Zhang Zhijie couldn't help but ask.

Zhang Yurou was startled by his question and spat it out, bewildered. "I..."

"Miss, how can this kind of service be acceptable these days? It's so outdated, so far behind the development of society, the progress of science, and the needs of men!"

"I, I don't know how!"

"Oh my god, has no one taught you how to serve a man?"

"Yes. But..."

"That must be because you're arrogant and unwilling to learn and improve! Or maybe your previous men were just too awful!"

"No, no..."

"Alright, I'll teach you. You're so stupid, you can't even conquer one man, how can you conquer the world!"

"..."

Perhaps it was because she was naturally clever, or perhaps it was because of his careful guidance, but in a short time she had basically mastered the essentials of making men happy, quickly making him feel like he was in heaven.

As he felt an irrepressible urge surging within him, he changed his passive stance, flipping her over and pinning her beneath him. He reached out to unbutton her nurse's uniform, but not completely; he simply undid a few buttons, then gently pulled up her bra, exposing her two full, jade-like breasts to his view. He opened his mouth wide and took one of the pink nipples into his mouth, while his other hand caressed the other neglected treasure in comfort.

The moans and gasps were not what she wanted, yet she couldn't control them; the pleasure washing over her body was also something she couldn't suppress. Soon, she felt a sense of loss, feeling her breasts change shape under his strong yet gentle kneading. His hot palms gave her warmth and pleasure while also making them firm.

Her breasts were alluring, and her reaction excited him, but he wanted her reaction to be even more intense, so intense that it would lead to collapse. He tore her stockings, creating a hole in her private area, and then gently moved her lace panties aside. She had changed into a pair of panties of the same color and material; the ones she wore that morning were filthy from excessive stimulation, so she had to shower and change into something clean before their date.

He gently pressed his lips to hers, and when his lips touched her most intimate parts, she couldn't help but tremble all over, her body stiffening, her hands gripping the sheets tightly. She didn't resist, and he didn't show any disgust. As long as she didn't have any gynecological problems, he was perfectly acceptable. The fresh, pinkish color clearly told him that this woman was clean, and her sexual experience was not as rich as he had imagined—even more limited than he had thought.

Her flower bud, stimulated by his lips and tongue, continuously secreted fluid—a slightly sour, sweet liquid. He wanted to insert his long tongue into that unseen cavern, but found it beyond his reach. So, he used the part he could reach, gently pressing it against that mysterious spot, lightly rubbing it up and down.

She knew the most tense, agonizing moment was about to arrive, and she couldn't help but grip the sheets even tighter, her legs trembling uncontrollably from excessive tension.

"What? Are you nervous?" he couldn't help but ask, looking at her tense expression and reaction.

"Yes!" she nodded weakly.

"What's there to be nervous about? It's not the first time!" he said dismissively.

"..." She was speechless.

"Relax! Yes, slowly, relax!" He wanted a pleasurable sexual experience, so he had to comfort her.

"Ah~~~~~~" Just as she relaxed, he suddenly launched his attack, thrusting his hips, and his penis had already penetrated that barrier to the very root.

"What's wrong with you?" He already sensed something was wrong, very wrong.

"It hurts, it hurts so much!" She couldn't help but hug him tightly, digging her nails deep into his skin, as if trying to alleviate the physical pain.

"Damn it, are you still a virgin?" He couldn't help but curse as he looked at the blood seeping from their intimate place.

"Don't move, please don't move! It hurts so much!"

"Okay, don't be nervous, it'll be fine in a bit. You'll get used to it! Why didn't you say so sooner!"

"If I had said so earlier, wouldn't you have treated me like this?"

"I...I don't know, maybe not!"

"Then what am I in your eyes? A wanton prostitute?"

"To be honest, your words and actions make me misunderstand! You act like a woman who has been with countless men!"

"Waaah~~~~"

"Don't cry! Why are you crying? I didn't know! If you cry again, I'll do something drastic!"

"No, I won't cry!"

"Who did you learn this from!"

"My cousin!"

"Who's your cousin?"

"Jin Xianglian!"

"Damn, that woman!"

"What, you know her?"

"Never...I've only heard of her!"

"It doesn't hurt as much now, but it's so swollen and uncomfortable. Can you move a little gently?"

"..."

Zhang Zhijie, once he moved, was anything but gentle. The moment Zhang Yurou finished speaking, he moved, his movements strong, violent, and powerful, giving her no time to adjust. Whether it was an innate perversion or a lack of tenderness, it was unclear.

Zhang Yurou felt a tearing sensation, her entire lower body feeling as if it were being roasted on fire, the pain causing her to break out in a fine sweat. Her only revenge was to bite him; she desperately wanted to bite off the thing tormenting her, but she couldn't now, because it was inside her body. So she could only bite his shoulder, with tremendous force!

"Damn it!" A sharp pain shot through Zhang Zhijie's shoulder, making him curse uncontrollably!

Zhang Yurou sensed his pain, a hint of vengeful pleasure flashing in her eyes, but her mouth remained firmly on his shoulder, the salty, metallic taste of blood giving her a sense of satisfaction.

Seeing that she wouldn't let go for a long time, Zhang Zhijie knew she was determined to take revenge on him. Asking her to let go was a waste of breath, so he endured the excruciating pain and thrust relentlessly, each stroke faster and stronger than the last! Whatever resistance she exerted, he would repay with tenfold force. This couple, both with almost perverse personalities, were frantically torturing each other, satisfying their distorted desires in the process.

Gradually, the pain in her body lessened, replaced by pleasure, which intensified exponentially, causing her to uncontrollably release his shoulders and groan loudly.

His shoulders bore teeth marks, bleeding from them, but he didn't care. He was consumed by lust, the waves of intense stimulation below leaving him no time to think of anything else; only desire drove his movements to become even more ferocious.

That night, outside, lightning flashed, thunder roared, and the wind howled; on the bed, boundless passion and burning desire unfolded, their lovemaking in full swing.

After a storm usually comes calm, and this couple hoped for the same, but it wasn't possible. They had to find a first-aid kit in this chaotic house, or they risked both bleeding to death.

Zhang Yurou was a virgin, and Zhang Zhijie's roughness had caused her to bleed profusely. Zhang Zhijie, a seasoned lover, lacked tenderness and was bitten on the shoulder, causing it to bleed. This couple was indeed intriguing and thought-provoking.

After applying medicine to their wounds, they returned to bed, but there was little tenderness or intimacy, only staring at each other.

"Why are you looking at me?" Zhang Zhijie asked.

"I want to see what kind of man you are made of. Why are you so perverted? Don't you understand the true meaning of 'cherishing a woman'?" Zhang Yurou asked quietly.

"I'm not an elementary school dropout, how could I not understand!"

"Since you understand, why are you like this to me? Do you do this with other women?"

"Not usually!"

"Then why are you doing this to me?"

"I don't know either. I just can't control myself when I'm with you. Maybe it's because you're too charming!"

"Wouldn't being charming make you cherish me more?"

"No, no! That applies to most people, but it doesn't apply to me at all! Your charm is so great that I couldn't control myself in the office today. Do you know who you reminded me of?"

"Who?"

"The school beauty I pursued so desperately in college, only to be ridiculed and humiliated!"

"But I'm not her!"

"Sorry, you reminded me of her, so naturally I treated you like her and took revenge!"

"..."

"Please forgive me, I might have gone a little too far!" "

It's okay, my jaw isn't exactly light either!" "

Ouch, I didn't feel the pain until you mentioned it, but now that you've mentioned it, I feel like I'm going to have a cramp!"

"Me too, it hurts so much right now~~~~"

"..."

The two of them tossed and turned until late at night before finally getting some rest. They both had dreams, both nightmares, of course. I won't go into the details of the dreams.

Just as the two were drifting off into a nightmare, suddenly, without any warning, a bucket of cold water was poured over their heads.

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