[Urban] The New Five Golden Flowers (Complete Version) - 5

(Volume Two) Chapter Two: Beach Scenery

On
Wednesday afternoon, July 7, 1993, at Beidaihe, Fang Zhenyu drew back the curtains. Facing the vast expanse of the Bohai Sea, he felt extremely relaxed. Thinking of the grand undertaking he was about to establish, his ambition surged, and he couldn't help but recite Cao Cao's "Viewing the Sea": "I stand on the eastern cliffs, to view the vast sea; how boundless the waters are… How fortunate I am! I sing to express my aspirations.
" "Mr. Fang, what a poetic inspiration!" A beautiful, tall girl approached Fang Zhenyu, speaking softly. Her tone was completely incongruous with her somewhat robust physique, which was about the same height as Fang Zhenyu.
"Not at all, it's just that the scenery is too beautiful. Besides, I can only recite it." Fang Zhenyu turned around and smiled at the girl. "Miss Qin, is there something you need?"
This beautiful woman was Qin Yihong, the liaison and tour guide sent by the Hebei Provincial Tourism Bureau to Fang Zhenyu's group. Fang Zhenyu and his group didn't want to trouble them, but the governor of Hebei Province was a good friend of Xu Guanghua. Somehow, he learned that Zhong Yuguang and his group were coming to Beidaihe for an inspection, so he sent this beautiful woman. She smiled sweetly at Fang Zhenyu and said, "It's alright. You have to immerse yourself in the beauty to appreciate it. Now that Secretary Zhong and the others are gone, you're less supervised, so you should take a break. I promise I'll get you what you need. Why not take this opportunity to immerse yourself in nature and swim in the sea?"
Zhong Yuguang had business in the city and left first. Yang Mingji, Liu Yandong, and others naturally followed. Fang Zhenyu and Song Bin stayed behind to wait for some management materials. Since the materials were in English, Ning Yuheng also stayed. After Zhong Yuguang left, Song Bin, feeling he had nothing else to do, asked Fang Zhenyu for leave to visit a friend in Beijing. So, only Fang Zhenyu and Ning Yuheng remained from Linhai. Hearing her mention it, Fang Zhenyu became interested and said, "Okay, let's call Miss Ning and go together."
So, the man and two women went to the beach. Although it was around four in the afternoon, the sun wasn't too strong, and the sand felt warm and comfortable underfoot. The beach was crowded, so Fang Zhenyu rented a raft and a tent before changing his clothes. Back in his tent, after putting his things away, he was about to head out to sea when two beautiful women in bikinis blocked the tent door.
Qin Yihong waved something in her hand and said, "Mr. Fang, don't rush off. Apply some sunscreen first. Don't underestimate the sun; it can be very damaging to your skin."
Fang Zhenyu had no choice but to retreat. Without a word, the two women pressed Fang Zhenyu down onto the raft and began applying sunscreen to his body. Qin Yihong exclaimed as she did so, "Mr. Fang, your muscles are really strong; you should be able to participate in a bodybuilding competition."
"Mr. Fang has a training room at home and practices regularly, so of course you have a great physique," Ning Yuheng laughed.
Fang Zhenyu felt overwhelmed and worried that someone might see them. Fortunately, the tent door faced a secluded spot, and although people occasionally passed by, no one paid any attention. He then relaxed and began to admire the two beauties before him. Compared to the taller northern girls, Ning Yuheng appeared petite, but both women had excellent proportions. Their breasts were high and firm without being bulky, and although their hips were not visible, they were undoubtedly round and pleasing to the eye. He couldn't help but praise, "You two have great figures too."
"Really? Who's better, me or Miss Ning?" Qin Yihong asked, having already applied sunscreen to her thighs.
"Okay!" Fang Zhenyu replied, inwardly groaning. Although he wasn't lustful, with two beautiful women before him, and their four hands groping his body, a natural physiological reaction was inevitable. His little brother unceremoniously became erect, thankfully wearing loose swim trunks, so the red tip wasn't visible.
Both women saw the tent-like structure, and even through the swim trunks, they could feel its size. Qin Yihong touched it, then lightly tapped the tip, saying, "Trying to do something naughty, huh? It looks awful. Hurry up and turn over to apply the back cream."
Fang Zhenyu smiled bitterly, relieved that the two women didn't notice anything unusual, and quickly turned over so they could apply the back cream. After finally finishing, he was about to leave when the two women stopped him again.
Qin Yihong shoved the sunscreen into his hand, laughing, "You wish! There's no such thing as enjoyment without giving something in return. It's your turn to apply it for us, Miss Ning, isn't it?" With that, she lay down on the raft.
"Yes," Ning Yuheng watched with a smile.
Fang Zhenyu, helpless, had no choice but to squat down and apply it to Qin Yihong. He said to Ning Yuheng, "Miss Ning, you can do it yourself, so as not to waste time." Since coming out for the inspection, the two hadn't shown any familial relationship in front of outsiders.
Ning Yuheng giggled, "Mr. Fang, there's plenty of time. Besides, you can't favor one over the other, can you?"
Fang Zhenyu had no idea what these two beauties were up to, but the allure of their beauty certainly gave him a feast for the eyes and hands. Although Qin Yihong's skin wasn't as delicate and white as Ning Yuheng's, it was rosy and very lovely. Especially the bikinis worn by the two women—the fabric of which was barely larger than a hand—allowed Fang Zhenyu to caress almost their entire bodies. Both women's faces flushed with desire, almost moaning. Qin Yihong, ever mischievous, pulled Fang Zhenyu's arm as he touched Ning Yuheng's breasts, forcing his hand under the small piece of fabric and giving Ning Yuheng's ample bosom a good squeeze.
Ning Yuheng didn't cry out, only blushing as she glanced at Fang Zhenyu. She tried to pull off Qin Yihong's swimsuit, but Qin Yihong moved behind Fang Zhenyu to massage him. Naturally, her breasts, whether intentionally or unintentionally, frequently brushed against Fang Zhenyu's back.
Finally, after finishing massaging Ning Yuheng, Fang Zhenyu breathed a sigh of relief. "Come on, let's go into the sea," Qin Yihong said, pulling his hand.
Fang Zhenyu smiled wryly, "You two go down first, I have to wait a bit."
Qin Yihong and Ning Yuheng both glanced at Fang Zhenyu's genitals simultaneously, their faces flushing. Qin Yihong said, "Serves you right, who told you to always think about doing bad things! We'll wait for you."
"Miss, you should hurry up and go, I'm not a eunuch, how can I not be tempted by two beauties like you?" Fang Zhenyu frowned.
The two women giggled and rushed out the door, heading towards the sea.
Fang Zhenyu calmed himself down, and after a while, he shouldered the raft and walked towards the sea. The two women saw him and surrounded him, pulling him into the shoulder-deep water. Although there were many people around, who could see anyone else's actions in the water? Besides, everyone was there to have fun, and they felt they didn't have enough time to play with the people around them, so who would have time to pay attention to others? So the two women became even more unrestrained, frequently caressing Fang Zhenyu's body. Ning Yuheng remained somewhat reserved, while Qin Yihong constantly rubbed her ample breasts against Fang Zhenyu.
"Miss Qin, what are you trying to do?" Fang Zhenyu couldn't help but ask. He was burning with desire and really wanted to have a battle with the two women in the water, to experience the thrill of a water fight, but he dared not act rashly.
Qin Yihong smiled and said, "Mr. Fang, just call me by my name. You have two beautiful women to play with, and they have no demands of you, so why think so much? Just enjoy yourself!" But in her heart, she thought: How can I tell you my thoughts now? A shadow crossed her face. But Fang Zhenyu didn't see it.
Ning Yuheng climbed onto the raft and rowed towards Fang Zhenyu, saying, "Miss Qin is right, just enjoy it."
Fang Zhenyu was speechless. Of course, he was happy to enjoy this kind of good fortune, but one was his sister-in-law, and the other he had only known for two days, which always seemed unbelievable to him. He said, "Yihong, if you two keep messing around like this, I'm afraid I won't be able to take it." He hadn't had a woman for several days, and he was really getting restless.
"Who's afraid of you?" Qin Yihong wrapped her arms around Fang Zhenyu's waist from behind, pressing her firm breasts against his back, her head and face against his shoulder. Her jade-like hands slowly reached into Fang Zhenyu's pants, pulling out his already erect
penis and stroking it, praising, "So magnificent!" Just as Fang Zhenyu was about to struggle, Ning Yuheng had already rowed the raft in front of him, her long, slender legs reaching under his ribs and clamping him down, giggling, "Mr. Fang, isn't mine beautiful?"
Fang Zhenyu was startled and let out a groan, unsure whether it was from Qin Yihong's seduction or fear of Ning Yuheng's advances. He knew the Ning sisters harbored deep feelings for him, and while he could act freely with the others thanks to Ning Yufang's encouragement, he had to be cautious with Ning Yuheng. After all, none of the others had boyfriends, but Yuheng not only did, she was also the municipal party secretary. He said, "That's beautiful, but Yuheng, please let me go." Ning Yuheng's legs were wide open, and the fabric, soaked with seawater, had deeply pierced her vulva, essentially presenting her entire beauty to Fang Zhenyu.
Ning Yuheng laughed, "Kiss her, and I'll let you go."
Fang Zhenyu had no choice but to kiss her bright red labia.
Ning Yuheng giggled, but didn't back down. Instead, she jumped forward and slid down in front of Fang Zhenyu. Luckily, her breasts slowed her descent; otherwise, Qin Yihong's thrusting member would have pierced her body. Fang Zhenyu shoved her away, saying awkwardly, "Yuheng, how did you become so naughty? What if it went in?"
Ning Yuheng gave him a flirtatious wink and said, "So what if it went in? What's the big deal? A woman's place is born for men to penetrate. You got it erect just now, wasn't that because you wanted to penetrate me? Besides, are only men allowed to be naughty, but we women aren't?"
"Well said!" Qin Yihong praised, then actually dived down to kiss Fang Zhenyu's manhood.
Fang Zhenyu knew that things would definitely get out of hand if this continued, so he quickly tried to escape. After swimming for a short while, he excused himself, saying he was hungry, and called for them to come ashore.
On Wednesday afternoon, July 7, 1993, the sun had already set over Baiyu Beach, but the afterglow of sunset still lingered on the horizon. The sea was calm and the scenery was exceptionally beautiful. Several women, dressed in swimsuits, frolicked on the beach, displaying their graceful figures. Their laughter revealed their joy and happiness. They were a group of female subordinates from Fang Zhenyu's Linhai Port Development and Investment Corporation, who had come here before dark to swim and relax, relieving the fatigue from a long day's work.
This beach was part of the tourist area that Fang Zhenyu and his team were about to develop, located a little over two kilometers from Jinhua Village. Originally, it didn't have a name; Baiyu Beach was named by Fang Zhenyu to distinguish it from the Jintan and Yintan beaches in Beihai and Fangchenggang, Guangxi. In fact, the name Fang Zhenyu gave it was quite fitting, as the water was not only clear but the sand was also white, with the fine sand shimmering with a jade-like sheen. The girls quite liked this place. They hadn't come before because the road was difficult to navigate, but now that development was underway and they were coming to take measurements, a small path had been temporarily built for cycling, so the girls came frequently. Naturally, Zhang Lei and Xu Tong became their protectors. The two were happy to help, because even though they had to hide to the side, they could still admire the beautiful figures of the girls.
"Li Wei, you're so petite, not a single part of you is big, how come you have the character 'Wei' (伟, meaning great/powerful)?" Looking at Li Wei's delicate and petite figure, the tall Zhan Dajun laughed.
"Yes, not big breasts, not big buttocks, and not big at all. You really got the wrong name. How about we give you another one?" Xu Xiangjun also laughed.
Li Wei blushed. Among the women, although Shi Xiaoyan was actually a little younger than him, because she was thinner and wore glasses, and had a refined appearance, she appeared younger. He thought to himself: I do have big parts, I just don't tell you. She retorted, "Sister Xiang, you have big breasts and a big butt, so I'll give you the 'Wei' character." With that, she rushed towards the sea, ignoring them.
The women all laughed, because only Xu Xiangjun had given birth, so her breasts and buttocks appeared larger than the others. Shi Xiaoyan pulled Xu Xiangjun along, rushing towards the sea, laughing, "Let's go, Xu 'Wei'!"
The women splashed each other in the sea, splashing water and, naturally, touching each other, their cries of pleasure filling the air. Zhan Dajun, watching the happy crowd, secretly praised Fang Zhenyu's foresight in developing this area. With such a good tourist area, how could they not attract tourists? How could they not make money for development, allowing the port to grow exponentially? She couldn't help but exclaim, "President Fang is truly an outstanding talent."
Upon hearing Fang Zhenyu's name, the women stopped their playful banter and gathered around. Xu Xiangjun said, "Of course! Otherwise, why would Secretary Zhong have overruled everyone's objections and placed him in such an important position? Did you know? It was President Fang who proposed the plan to develop the port into a large enterprise."
The women naturally expressed their admiration for Fang Zhenyu, but amidst their admiration, Zhan Dajun wondered how Xu Xiangjun knew so much about him. He couldn't help but ask, "Sister Xiang, how do you know so much about President Fang? By the way, you weren't hired, so how did you become the office director?"
"Am I not doing a good job as office director?" Xu Xiangjun laughed.
"Don't misunderstand, of course not. I just want to know your relationship with President Fang. You're not President Fang's mistress, are you? You even dared to change his underwear for him," Zhan Dajun laughed.
Everyone laughed, because everyone in the entire head office knew that Xu Xiangjun had changed Fang Zhenyu's underwear.
Xu Xiangjun thought to herself, "I want to be his mistress, but I don't know if I can." Of course, she wouldn't say it aloud. She retorted, "You're the one who's his mistress! As for my relationship with him, you'll all find out soon enough. As for Xiaoyan, an outsider, how could she gain his trust and be in charge of recruitment? The only explanation is probably that she's his mistress." She cleverly shifted the focus.
Sure enough, everyone's eyes turned to Shi Xiaoyan. Shi Xiaoyan blushed deeply and scolded, "You're talking nonsense! If Sister Yufang finds out, it's not just me who's in trouble, but what about President Fang? What will you all do then?"
"So, you really are President Fang's mistress," Li Wei laughed. It turned out that Shi Xiaoyan, in her haste, misspoke, saying "know" instead of "misunderstanding." Everyone laughed along, though everyone knew that wasn't the case.
From Xu Xiangjun's words and the close relationship between Zhong Yuguang and Xu Xiangjun, Zhan Dajun, connecting this to the provincial party secretary Xu Guanghua, basically knew who Xu Xiangjun was. Therefore, she turned her attention to Shi Xiaoyan. She didn't know why she was so interested in the backgrounds of those around Fang Zhenyu, only that she wanted to know everything about Fang Zhenyu. She smiled at Shi Xiaoyan and said, "Xiaoyan, actually being Mr. Fang's mistress isn't such a bad thing. Besides, it's normal for a man as outstanding as Mr. Fang to have a few mistresses." *
You're right, but I wonder if he'll accept me* Shi Xiaoyan thought to herself. She replied aloud, "I'm afraid you'll get away with it, so I'll tell you." Then she revealed her relationship with Fang Zhenyu.
It turned out that Shi Xiaoyan was someone Fang Zhenyu met when he was recruiting for the printing factory. At that time, Shi Xiaoyan had just graduated from university, and the son of a provincial leader was pursuing her. He had already arranged a job for her, but she didn't like the young man and therefore didn't accept his offer. But the young man wouldn't let her go. He pursued every company that wanted to hire her, and none dared to take her on. Yet, Fang Zhenyu did. Fearing she would implicate Fang Zhenyu, Shi Xiaoyan ultimately refused his offer and went to Guangdong. This time, she returned to see Fang Zhenyu, who had shown her kindness. Coincidentally, Fang Zhenyu needed people, and the father of the young man who had been pursuing her had fallen from grace due to allegations of corruption and bribery. So she stayed.
Everyone who heard this was deeply grateful for Shi Xiaoyan's good fortune. If she had been greedy for wealth and power back then, she probably wouldn't be in such a good situation today. Li Wei laughed, "Xiao Yan, you've shown me kindness and saved my life; you really should repay me with your body. You're the perfect lover for President Fang."
Having explained her situation, Shi Xiaoyan felt relieved and laughed, "You can have her. And Vice President Zhan, don't you also owe President Fang a life-saving favor? You should repay him even more. But you'd better hurry, or you might become his second or third lover."
Did President Fang really have a lover? Everyone became curious. Zhan Dajun, forgetting to retaliate against Shi Xiaoyan, hurriedly asked, "What do you mean by that?"
Shi Xiaoyan said, "You all know Zhang Bei and Li Fanghua from the printing factory, right? These two beautiful women have a very good relationship with General Manager Fang. Especially Li Fanghua, she often massages General Manager Fang, and I heard she even takes her clothes off! It's only natural that feelings develop over time, and then...that kind of thing happened?"
"Xiaoyan, you can't just say things like that," Zhan Dajun said cautiously. Shi
Xiaoyan said seriously, "Of course I won't say anything. I only told you because I saw how much you all like and care about General Manager Fang. I wouldn't tell anyone outside."
"That's good." Xu Xiangjun, who was standing nearby, breathed a sigh of relief. She knew about Li Fanghua massaging Fang Zhenyu, but she wasn't entirely sure. But hearing it from Shi Xiaoyan, and knowing Shi Xiaoyan's long experience at the printing factory, she knew it was true.
"Sister Xiang, what's General Manager Fang's thing like? Is it big?" Li Wei finally couldn't help but ask. She had never seen a grown man's penis before.
Xu Xiangjun laughed, "What, you really want to be his mistress and want to know about his...thing?"
"I'm just curious!" Li Wei said, blushing.
Seeing everyone looking at him, Xu Xiangjun knew they all wanted to know, so she laughed, "If you want to know, won't you secretly watch when he pees or takes a shower?"
"Sister Xiang, you've seen it, what's wrong with telling everyone? Sharing is caring!" Shi Xiaoyan also chimed in, clearly quite interested.
"I was so nervous back then, how could I see clearly?" Xu Xiangjun still didn't say, but the memory was vivid: a soft, long thing, coiled in the dark grass. Although it wasn't erect, she knew it was definitely much bigger and longer than her ex-husband's. She laughed, "Xiaoyan, you're so petite and cute, and so popular with Mr. Fang, why don't we create an opportunity for you to become his mistress and see what his...thing is like, then come back and tell us."
"Okay, Xiaoyan, we absolutely support you," Zhan Dajun declared. Although she rarely spoke, she was the one most eager to know about Fang Zhenyu's...things.
Shi Xiaoyan blushed and said, "You've got it wrong. Men all like big breasts. Sister Xiang, you must be the one Fang Zhenyu likes the most. Or, Vice President Zhan would also be fine; your figure is quite hot too." At the fundraising meeting, Shi Xiaoyan and Zhan Dajun had a grudge against each other, but after going through thick and thin together during the typhoon, their relationship was actually better than with others.
"Who said that?" Xu Xiangjun laughed. "Men come in all shapes and sizes. Some like tall men, some like petite women. Don't you see many mistresses are petite and delicate? Some like both, and some women like any type as long as they're not too unattractive—it's all about the beauty of women, from slender to plump. Girls, since you all like President Fang, go for it! Don't let the women from the printing factory get all the benefits."
"Go for it!"
"Go for it!"
Xu Xiangjun's words were incredibly encouraging. In an instant, the group started pushing and shoving each other, touching each other's breasts and saying that Fang Zhenyu liked them, then touching each other's buttocks and saying that President Fang liked them, laughing and splashing each other in a playful fight. Actually, among these women, apart from Li Wei, whose feelings for Fang Zhenyu were still somewhat ambiguous, the other three, for their own reasons, had truly fallen for Fang Zhenyu, and loved him quite deeply, with the attitude of "I would gladly become his maid or concubine."
On the evening of Wednesday, July 7, 1993, at Beidaihe Beach, Fang Zhenyu finished the last section of his project plan, stretched, sighed, and stood up. Just then, there was a knock at the door. He opened it to find Ning Yuheng, and let her in. But he frowned, because Ning Yuheng was wearing a transparent nightgown, her bra and panties faintly visible underneath. Although it was a layer of sheer fabric compared to when she was on the beach during the day, it possessed a hazy beauty, an even more alluring and tempting charm. "Sanjiao, is something wrong?" He remembered what had happened during the day and became more cautious.
"Brother-in-law, today is July 7th," Ning Yuheng replied, seemingly unrelated to his question. She sat languidly on the edge of the bed, appearing weak and languid, exuding boundless charm.
"Yes," Fang Zhenyu said, puzzled. Why was Ning Yuheng mentioning the date? Did she want to write down what happened that day, wanting to write in her diary but forgetting the date? That's bad. Diaries are always the easiest things to leak. What
if someone reads them one day? "What happens in the heavens on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month?" Ning Yuheng asked.
Fang Zhenyu felt relieved, thinking: "They're asking me such a childish question?" He casually replied, "The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet in the Milky Way." He immediately regretted it.
Sure enough, Ning Yuheng chuckled, her face radiating a passionate smile, and said, "Brother-in-law, tonight the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet, and I want a man too."
Fang Zhenyu was greatly surprised. He couldn't understand why a girl like Ning Yuheng, who usually seemed so dignified, would be so wanton. He had already worried about her outrageous behavior during the day, but seeing her eat dinner as usual, he assumed it was because she had seen his muscular naked body. He never expected her to offer herself up to him that night. He said seriously, "Sanjiao, I'm your brother-in-law."
"You are my brother-in-law, but you are also a very charming man," Ning Yuheng murmured.
"You..." Fang Zhenyu didn't know what to say.
Ning Yuheng stood up, walked to Fang Zhenyu's side, and hugged him. She didn't know where she got the strength, but she pushed Fang Zhenyu down onto the bed, her delicate body pressing against him. Her beautiful eyes were filled with affection as she gazed deeply at Fang Zhenyu, saying tenderly, "Brother-in-law, give me a one-night stand. We shouldn't let our good fortune go to outsiders."
Fang Zhenyu thought to himself: If there's affection, how can it be just one night? He understood matters between men and women very well; once it begins, there's no end. Given the opportunity, he would think about it. But he was moved by Yuheng's deep affection, knowing that refusing her again would break her heart. He also found her words amusing, so he hugged her and laughed, "Is that how you describe things?"
Seeing Fang Zhenyu hug her tightly, Ning Yuheng knew she had achieved her goal and relaxed. She kissed him on the cheek and giggled, "Of course I am! You're so outstanding, and I'm so beautiful. It's like family sharing resources—the younger sister-in-law being the brother-in-law's darling lover—isn't that keeping the good stuff in the family?"
Fang Zhenyu laughed too, but he still wanted to use... Zhong Yuguang tried to dissuade Ning Yuheng from her idea, asking, "Aren't you afraid that Zhong Yuguang will find out and
leave you?" Ning Yuheng began to undress Fang Zhenyu, saying, "As long as we're not married, he can't control me. I don't necessarily have to marry him. Besides," she whispered in Fang Zhenyu's ear, "if you don't tell and I don't tell, how will he know?"
Fang Zhenyu laughed, "Sanjiao, I didn't expect you to become so wicked, even daring to seduce your brother-in-law." He lightly patted her round buttocks and began to undress her.
Ning Yuheng had just finished undressing Fang Zhenyu when she stopped him, saying, "Don't move. First, enjoy your little lover's striptease and beautiful body, then let him serve you well, make you feel comfortable. My brother-in-law is so capable, so charming. If I don't seduce him, other beauties will. Don't you think I'm just letting an outsider have the chance?"
Fang Zhenyu looked at Ning Yuheng as instructed. He saw her taking off her few clothes one by one, performing dance-like movements. Her movements were incredibly graceful and elegant. Her snow-white skin, high breasts, flat stomach, dark pubic hair, and even her glistening labia were all clearly revealed, every detail beautiful, arousing boundless desire. Although her face was full of spring-like desire, her expression was extremely dignified, as if she were not involved in any eroticism. He was very surprised that she could do this.
After undressing, Ning Yuheng lay on top of Fang Zhenyu, embracing him tightly and sharing a passionate, long kiss. Catching her breath, she gently kissed his body, from head to toe. Finally, she lightly pinched his testicles with her delicate hands, her tongue licking the red head and the groove for a while. Looking at Fang Zhenyu's face with her beautiful eyes, she asked affectionately, "Brother-in-law, am I beautiful?"
"Mmm," Fang Zhenyu replied, his large hands caressing Ning Yuheng's body, his inhibitions gone. He was truly captivated by his beautiful sister-in-law.
Ning Yuheng licked for a while longer, then deeply inserted his long member into her throat, swallowing and pausing occasionally to release her passion.
Fang Zhenyu felt both comfortable and deeply moved. He pulled Ning Yuheng's round buttocks closer and kissed her beautiful, rosy vulva. Soon, he couldn't hold back any longer, pushed Ning Yuheng away, and cried out, "My darling, let me fuck you properly!"
Ning Yuheng also felt the urgent need. She lay back, her legs spread wide, revealing the full view of her tender paradise, and cried out, "Brother-in-law, come on, fuck your darling little lover hard!"
Fang Zhenyu was infected by Ning Yuheng's wantonness. He raised his spear, pounced on her, aimed, and thrust in wildly.
"Ouch!" Ning Yuheng cried out, tears streaming down her beautiful face, but she clung tightly to Fang Zhenyu, as if afraid he would leave.
Fang Zhenyu then realized that Ning Yuheng's wantonness was an act; she was still a pure virgin. He gently kissed away the tears on her delicate face, saying with pity, "Sanjiao, why did you do this?"
Ning Yuheng's pained face blossomed into a smile, and she said, "I was afraid my dear brother-in-law was too old-fashioned and wouldn't want my virginity."
"Silly boy, who doesn't want to have a beautiful woman's first time? Now look what happened, it hurts so much, doesn't it? Don't blame your brother-in-law for not being gentle with you."
"Who blames you? It's good to feel good, pain makes for pleasure!"
"Where did you learn those moves?"
"I learned them from videos. I want to serve my dear little lover well, so of course I have to learn them properly. You know, when I was eighteen, I decided to give my first time to my good brother-in-law." Ning Yuheng spoke with deep affection, her delicate face showing the satisfaction of her wish being fulfilled.
"My dear! My lover! You move me so much!" Fang Zhenyu deeply felt the affection of this beautiful aunt for him, and kissed her delicate face passionately.
"Then pamper your little lover properly! Good brother-in-law, your big treasure is making me so swollen and uncomfortable!" Ning Yuheng gave Fang Zhenyu the order to attack.
Fang Zhenyu then began thrusting. At first, it was slow, waiting for Ning Yuheng to fully adapt before he began a frenzied assault, penetrating her until she felt completely relaxed, her moans echoing incessantly. She had learned many moves from the videos, and with Fang Zhenyu's guidance, she understood various positions and methods instantly. The two cooperated perfectly, and after several orgasms, they both achieved the ultimate enjoyment of body and soul.
"Jiao, the name Heng in your name is really fitting. Look how well your breasts have fermented, how full they are!" Fang Zhenyu got off Ning Yuheng, caressing her breasts, which had become even firmer with excitement, and uttered sweet words.
"If you like it, eat more." Ning Yuheng's hand continued to caress the treasure that made her feel like she was dying and being in heaven.
“Of course.” Fang Zhenyu then began to nibble on the jade-like peak. After a while, he sighed, “We’ve had our fun, but isn’t that too unfair to Zhong Yuguang?”
“What’s unfair about it? He’s been married before, he’s had his first time with someone else. If I don’t give him his first time, we’re even.” Ning Yuheng didn’t care at all.
“But I’ve gained something, I’ve gotten you sisters.” Fang Zhenyu didn’t want to talk about Yu Fen for the time being, so he spoke somewhat vaguely.
Ning Yuheng made no attempt to hide her love and favoritism towards Fang Zhenyu, saying, "That's only right, because my brother-in-law is so capable. Besides, it's only natural for a brother-in-law to love his aunt. Now I understand why I hesitated to marry Zhong Yuguang; it's because I didn't receive my dear brother-in-law's love. Now, I can readily agree to his proposal." Her delicate hand felt Fang Zhenyu's little brother awaken, and she exclaimed, "My darling is awake again."
Fang Zhenyu felt the need again, and he kissed Ning Yuheng on the cheek, saying, "Jiao, let's go again, let you enjoy yourself properly, okay?"
Ning Yuheng said apologetically, "My dear lover, can you take a nap first? It's wonderful to play, but my genitals are still swollen." Then she added regretfully, "If Yihong were here, she could play with you, and after I rest, we can take turns, and I'll definitely serve you comfortably." It turned out that after dinner, Qin Yihong said she was going to visit a friend that night and wouldn't be back.
Fang Zhenyu looked at Ning Yuheng strangely, thinking, "Why do all her sisters seem so immune to jealousy?" He gently caressed Ning Yuheng's sensitive spot and asked with concern, "Does it hurt?"
Ning Yuheng ignored Fang Zhenyu's concern and retorted, "What are you looking at? Good things should be shared. Didn't you see how she was thinking about your big thing at sea today, wanting you to fuck her hard? As long as my good lover is happy, I don't care about anything else." She even used vulgar language for her lover.
What could Fang Zhenyu say? He could only hold Ning Yuheng tightly, using his love for her to quell the lust in his heart. Just then, the phone rang. He picked up the receiver and heard Qin Yihong. He hurriedly asked with concern, "Yihong, where are you? Are you alright?"
"I'm fine, I..." Qin Yihong on the phone hesitated.
Ning Yuheng became excited, snatched the microphone, and said, "Yihong? This is Yuheng. I know you're nearby. You haven't visited any friends. I know what you're thinking. Come back quickly, you'll get what you want."
"I... what are you doing?" Qin Yihong asked hesitantly.
"There's a poem I don't know if you understand. I'm currently: 'A maid helps me up, delicate and weak.'"
"Is this the moment of newly receiving favor?" Qin Yihong reacted quite quickly.
"Yes. I can't handle him alone. Let's serve him together." Without knowing whether Qin Yihong agreed, Ning Yuheng had already put down the microphone and said to Fang Zhenyu, "Brother-in-law, go wash up quickly and prepare for the new battle."
"You really want to serve me with Yihong?" Fang Zhenyu asked.
"Is it not allowed? Isn't it on the video? I'm afraid my sister will be jealous, otherwise I'd like to try it with her too."
Now that things had come to this, Fang Zhenyu didn't stand on ceremony. He first tidied the bed, then took a shower before lying down. Judging from today's events, he knew Qin Yihong would definitely come. Sure enough, he had only been lying down for a short while when there was a knock on the door. Ning Yuheng, disregarding her own inconvenience, rushed to open the door and welcomed Qin Yihong in.
Qin Yihong looked at the naked Ning Yuheng, sat down on the edge of the bed, and shyly called out, "Mr. Fang," before lowering her head. Her departure after dinner wasn't to visit a friend; she had only lingered outside, intending to avoid Ning Yuheng and meet Fang Zhenyu alone. Who would have thought that Ning Yuheng would beat her to it, and even more unexpectedly, that Ning Yuheng would be so generous as to share her with him? On her way back, she had wondered if having two women and one man would satisfy her, but seeing Ning Yuheng's languid and powerless appearance, she felt relieved. However, she was still a little shy about taking the initiative.
"Yihong." Fang Zhenyu lifted the sheet and sat up, pulling Yihong into his arms. He understood that a man should take the initiative at times like this. He gently massaged her full breasts, unbuttoning her clothes, and said, "You teased my little brother until he got angry today. How can you leave without calming him down?"
Seeing Fang Zhenyu's humor, Qin Yihong's shyness lessened considerably. She saw the enormous thing she could only feel during the day, and love welled up within her. She reached out her delicate hand and gently stroked it, saying, "Isn't having Yuheng enough?"
“He’s greedy, of course it’s not enough. Besides, I also want to try and see what the difference is between southern steamed buns and northern mantou.”
“Then try it.” Qin Yihong bravely offered her towering breasts to Fang Zhenyu’s lips, letting his large mouth nibble at them.
Completely naked, Qin Yihong finally let go. Fang Zhenyu’s caresses excited her immensely. She kissed his entire body, then swallowed and released the treasure that would bring her pleasure, enjoying Fang Zhenyu’s full-force teasing of her sensitive spots. Perhaps because she had been thinking about Fang Zhenyu, she quickly became aroused, her love juices flowing freely. Fang Zhenyu didn’t hold back, immediately leaping onto the battlefield. Qin Yihong was experienced, and tall and strong, so Fang Zhenyu let loose, charging forward with all his might, fully enjoying her madness, until he sent her soul to the heavens, only then did his own passion erupt.
Fang Zhenyu's semen was plentiful and hot, and his ejaculation was powerful, leaving Qin Yihong trembling with pleasure. Even after Fang Zhenyu finished, she lingered, caressing his now limp member, murmuring, "What a wonderful thing! Two rounds and still so much ammunition! That's a real man."
Fang Zhenyu was pleased with himself, gently stroking Qin Yihong's body, letting her savor the afterglow of her orgasm. Once she was fully awake, he asked, "Yihong, was it beautiful? Do you like the big bananas from the South?"
"Yes, it made me so beautiful. I'd be willing to let it kill me." Qin Yihong nestled tightly in Fang Zhenyu's arms, feeling incredibly happy.
Meanwhile, Ning Yuheng was already half asleep, only to be heard moaning in her sleep, "Brother-in-law, you're so good. You made me so beautiful." Qin Yihong couldn't help but ask, "Is she your sister-in-law? Or a virgin?" It turned out that Qin Yihong had also seen the bloodstains on the sheets.
"Yes, is that not allowed?"
"Of course it is! She's so lucky to have a brother-in-law like you. Once I bring my sister out, I'll give her to you too, so you, a great man, can take her to experience the wonderful life of a woman." Qin Yihong gently stroked her lower abdomen and said, "It's my misfortune that I couldn't give you my first time, but I can be lucky enough to give you a grandson of the provincial party secretary."
"What?" Fang Zhenyu was greatly surprised.
"Do you think I'm really that easy? I have my reasons." Qin Yihong quietly told him about her background. It turned out that she was originally a poor girl from a mountain village. She studied hard and went to university. Because of her beauty, she caught the eye of the son of the provincial party secretary and stayed in the provincial capital after graduation. Unfortunately, the young man could not satisfy her sexual desires and also had epilepsy. In order for her parents and siblings to live a good life, Qin Yihong compromised herself and married him, but in order to prevent the next generation from suffering, she did not want to have his children. Upon meeting the handsome, dashing, and erudite Fang Zhenyu, and remembering that these were her most fertile days, she conceived the idea of using his seed. Finally, she said, "I could have chosen not to marry him. Was I too vain?"
Fang Zhenyu embraced her tightly, saddened by her plight, and said, "That's not your fault; it's just that our rural area is too poor." As he spoke, his desire rekindled, and the two made love again.
That night, both women experienced a second sexual encounter, and all three achieved maximum satisfaction and enjoyment. Although they slept a little late the next day, they were all refreshed and invigorated.
On the morning of Saturday, July 10, 1993, Fang Yuqiong, along with three members of her planning team, braved the scorching sun to arrive at Xiajiang Village on the banks of the Jinhua River. This was the most remote village in Chaoyang District, with only about a hundred villagers, all surnamed Lei, making it a famous village known as Leigong Village (Thunder God Village). Fang Yuqiong and her team had already come five times to measure the river channel, but had failed to complete their task because the villagers said the surveying team would disrupt the village's feng shui and therefore strongly opposed it.
"Deputy Fang, Secretary Zheng and the others haven't arrived yet. Should we wait?" Upon reaching the village edge, team member Xiao Qiang sought Fang Yuqiong's opinion.
Another team member, Lao Pei, chimed in, "Yeah, these villagers are too arrogant. We'd better be careful. I think we should wait for Secretary Zheng and the others; there's strength in numbers."
"We're not going to fight, so what's with the talk of strength in numbers?" Fang Yuqiong laughed. Having received Fang Zhenyu's assurance, Fang Yuqiong's work enthusiasm was extremely high. She wished she could work more than ten hours a day to achieve outstanding results and win over her beloved. She knew that the woman Fang Zhenyu liked not only had to be beautiful but also capable and have strong work abilities. However, seeing that two of the four objected and one remained silent, she had no choice but to stay and wait with them; she couldn't very well disrespect their opinions.
After waiting for half an hour without seeing Zheng Bin and the others, Fang Yuqiong grew impatient and said, "Let's not wait any longer, let's go in."
The other three couldn't object, and besides, they had already waited so long without seeing anyone; they couldn't just stop working. So they followed Fang Yuqiong into the village. Xiajiang Village was relatively poor, and the houses were all dilapidated. When they entered, most of the villagers had gone to the fields, and the village was quiet, with only a few elderly people sitting under trees by their doors or doing simple chores. When they saw Fang Yuqiong and the others enter, the elderly people just glanced at them, no one greeted them, and they were all busy with their own things; some even looked angry.
"Grandma, have all the villagers gone to work?" Fang Yuqiong asked with a smile as she approached an elderly woman who looked to be about eighty years old.
The old woman looked up at Fang Yuqiong, her eyes cloudy and lifeless, and replied, "Yes, it's the busy farming season, who has time to be at home? Young lady, who are you looking for?"
Fang Yuqiong saw that the old woman was about the same age as her own grandmother, and a feeling of sympathy welled up in her heart. Wasn't her own grandmother just like her, waiting at the door for her parents to return from work? She spoke more gently, "Grandma, we're from the city's work team, here to conduct surveying for the development of the Jinhua River."
"Young lady, you should leave. They don't want you to come and ruin the feng shui here," the old woman seemed to have a kind heart, and advised.
“Grandma, the development of both banks of the Jinhua River is a decision made by the city. We’re here to work, how can we leave without doing our work? Besides, with the development of the Jinhua River, a road will be built, and a flood control dike will be constructed, making life much better for our village. Our village hasn’t been flooded, has it?”
“Of course it has! Leaving aside the minor floods, I remember four or five major ones. My fifth son died in that great flood ten years ago; he died so tragically!” Clearly, Fang Yuqiong’s question touched a raw nerve with the old woman, and she began to speak with tears streaming down her face.
Fang Yuqiong had read the records and knew that the great flood ten years ago had killed many people and caused property damage exceeding 100 million yuan. She comforted the old woman for a few moments, then said, "After the flood control dike is built, we won't be afraid of floods anymore. So, the government's development along the river is for the benefit of us ordinary people." She prompted the other three to take measurements while she continued talking to the old woman, "Grandma, would you want our village to be flooded again?"
"Of course not! I still remember the tragedy. Not only did many people die, but after the flood, we had nothing to eat or wear. If it weren't for the government, I probably wouldn't be here today." The old woman clearly longed for the day when she would no longer be threatened by the river, and she spoke more.
"Yes, the government is thinking of the people. If only they thought like you, Grandma," Fang Yuqiong sighed.
"Actually, only a few people don't really want to be like that. These old fogies are stubborn and cling to their ancestors' tablets," the old woman sighed as if she herself wasn't old.
Fang Yuqiong was overjoyed. After so many days, she had finally found a breakthrough. She hurriedly asked, "Who are these people who are unwilling?"
The old woman raised her old face, her expression resolute, and said, "Aren't they those people whose ancestors produced a few scoundrels? They live like dogs now, what do they care about feng shui?"
Fang Yuqiong understood. She had learned about the history of Xiajiang Village and knew that the village had produced a Kuomintang major general and several colonels who had served as regimental commanders. In fact, they were all pirates who were reorganized by the Kuomintang during the War of Resistance against Japan.
Just then, someone shouted, "Old A, what nonsense are you spouting? Who said our village has no feng shui? How many division commanders and regimental commanders have come from our village? Even your husband is a battalion commander!"
Fang Yuqiong looked in the direction of the voice and saw an elderly man, about seventy years old. He was very tall, his shirt unbuttoned, revealing a large patch of chest hair. He had a ruddy complexion and reeked of alcohol, and was angrily cursing at the old woman. She couldn't help but step forward and say, "Who are you? Why are you cursing?" "
I'm the village head of Xiajiang Village. What's wrong with cursing? This person has forgotten even the glorious history of his own village; he deserves to be cursed," the old man said righteously.
Fang Yuqiong looked at the old man with suspicion, thinking: How come the village head of Xiajiang Village is so old? Then the old woman said, "What village chief, what battalion commander? They're just a bunch of big and small pirates. You were village chief decades ago, and you still want to show off?"
"Old A, I think you're asking for a beating." The old man raised his fist, about to charge at the old woman.
Fang Yuqiong realized this man wasn't a village chief at all, just a local tyrant. Seeing him about to hit her, she rushed forward, blocking the old woman's path, shouting, "Don't hit her!"
With a "thud," a punch landed on Fang Yuqiong's stomach, causing her to scream in pain and double over. Despite his age, the old man's fist was still quite powerful. Fang Yuqiong stumbled back several steps, falling beside the old woman, her face contorted in pain. When she saw the old man swinging his fist at the old woman again, she disregarded her own safety and threw herself on top of her. Instantly, several more punches landed on her back.
"He's hitting her! He's hitting her!" someone shouted.
Xiao Qiang and his two companions were about to begin their measurements when they heard Fang Yuqiong's screams. They had already noticed the situation and rushed over upon hearing the beating. Other villagers also gathered around, but no one spoke. The old man continued to punch Fang Yuqiong, cursing under his breath.
"Uncle Qi, why are you hitting my grandmother?" Finally, a young man entered from the side and grabbed the old man's fist.
"I'm not hitting your grandmother, I'm hitting that stinking outsider," the old man stopped, still cursing. "
Still denying it? If it weren't for that girl, your grandmother would probably be mincemeat by now," someone nearby whispered.
"Bang!" The young man punched the old man in the nose, saying, "I've put up with you for so long, how dare you bully my old lady today?"
The old man, clutching his bleeding nose, shouted, "Help! Xiao Min hit someone! Xiao Min hit me!"
The scene was chaotic. Several people carrying wooden sticks were rushing towards them from a distance, and behind the young man called Xiao Min stood several more people, men and women, who surrounded Fang Yuqiong and the old woman, also holding knives and sticks.
Fang Yuqiong stepped out from the crowd and said to Xiao Qiang and the other two who had arrived, "Stop them! Don't let them fight!" As she spoke, she stood with Xiao Qiang and the others, facing the old man and his menacing followers. Although her face was pale, she showed no fear.
"Son, grandson, it's Xiao Min who betrayed us, bullying this old woman! Beat him up!" the old man wailed to the people rushing behind him.
Just as the group raised their weapons and were about to charge forward, a stern voice said, "Lei Wubei, are you trying to cause trouble again?" Zheng Bin stepped out from the crowd and stood before Fang Yuqiong and her group, facing the onrushing crowd with an imposing air. Several uniformed police officers stood nearby. The older man's group was so frightened that they retreated hastily.
"Secretary Zheng, you've finally arrived," Fang Yuqiong said weakly, before collapsing to the ground.
"Deputy Secretary Fang!"
"Young lady!"
people cried out in alarm, and two women quickly helped the unconscious Fang Yuqiong up. Seeing this, Zheng Bin immediately ordered a stretcher to be brought, and Fang Yuqiong was carried to a car outside and immediately taken back to the city for examination and treatment at the hospital. He stayed behind to handle the aftermath. He truly regretted wasting more than half an hour entertaining the deputy secretary; now that such a serious incident had occurred, what would he do if anything happened to Fang Yuqiong? Fang Yuqiong was not only Secretary Zhong's capable subordinate (he thought that anyone who could cooperate with Fang Zhenyu was not simple), but also his confidante in terms of work.

(Volume Two) Chapter Three: A Sudden Turmoil

Chapter Three: A Sudden Turmoil
Saturday, July 10, 1993 At the Fangjia Building, Ning Yufang entered the house and sat on the sofa in the living room, her hands supporting her swollen belly. Panting heavily, she called out to the inner room, "Mom, I'm exhausted! Quickly, get me something to drink."
Wang Peiying came out upon hearing this, pouring her water while complaining, "I told you to take the car, but you insisted on walking. Didn't you ask for this?"
Ning Yufang took the water, took a sip, and finally caught her breath, saying, "The doctor said walking more is good for the baby, and it makes childbirth easier. Zhenyu said the same thing. I can ignore the doctor's advice, but can I ignore Zhenyu's?" It turned out that she was due to give birth in a little over a month, and today she went to the health center for a checkup, but she didn't want to take a taxi, so she walked there and back.
"So obedient to your husband? If only you were as obedient to your mother," Wang Peiying said disapprovingly, but her face was full of smiles.
"Mom..." Ning Yufang called out sweetly, taking her mother's hand, "How can I be your daughter? Zhenyu is the son in your heart, I'm almost your daughter-in-law." The implication was that her mother didn't see Fang Zhenyu as a son-in-law, but as a son.
"Son, son-in-law, daughter, daughter-in-law, aren't they all family?" Indeed, in Wang Peiying's heart, Fang Zhenyu seemed closer than her daughters. She lovingly stroked Ning Yufang's large belly and asked, "Is taking care of a son hard?"
Ning Yufang smiled sweetly and said, "It is hard, but I feel very happy!"
"Yes, being a mother is a happy feeling." Wang Peiying sighed, then asked with concern, "Is everything normal?"
"Everything is normal. In fifty days, I'll have a lovely little baby." Ning Yufang was proud of becoming a mother soon.
"That's good. By the way, Zhong Ying is here, she's upstairs."
"Oh. I wonder how she did on her exam, I'll go up and see." Ning Yufang got up.
"Be careful." Wang Peiying helped her daughter up and smiled, "I think you treat her like your own daughter, you care about her so much."
"That's Sanjiao's daughter, I only treat her like a younger sister." Ning Yufang naturally wouldn't tell her mother about Fang Zhenyu and Zhong Ying, but she couldn't help but reveal a little bit.
Going upstairs, she checked the guest room but couldn't find anyone, nor the practice room. Returning to the bedroom, she opened the door and couldn't help but laugh. It turned out that Zhong Ying was sleeping on her bed. What made her laugh was Zhong Ying's sleeping posture: lying face down, hugging a pillow, her face turned to the side, a blush spreading across her face, drool dripping down her back. She was still wearing her school uniform, but the hem of her skirt was lifted up, revealing her two snow-white, round buttocks, and another pillow was tucked between her legs. Without thinking, Ning Yufang knew what she did before falling asleep and what she was dreaming about. She took a tissue, went over, and gently wiped away her drool.
"Teacher Fang!" Zhong Ying woke up, calling out affectionately.
"It's Teacher Ning. Your Teacher Fang hasn't come back yet," Ning Yufang said with a smile.
Zhong Ying was startled, sat up, and became fully awake. Her face flushed, and she stammered, "Teacher Ning."
Ning Yufang still smiled broadly and said, "Dreaming about Teacher Fang, didn't you?"
Zhong Ying's heart pounded even harder, as if it would leap out of her breasts. In her dream, she not only saw Fang Zhenyu but was also preparing to make love to him. It was Ning Yufang's return that woke her up. She wanted to deny it, but she couldn't, otherwise how could she explain calling for Teacher Fang before she was fully awake? So she said shyly, "I dreamt that Teacher Fang was teaching me to sing and dance."
Ning Yufang chuckled at Zhong Ying's over-the-top comment but didn't expose her. She pulled over the pillow and laughed, "Why did you put my pillow down there? How can I sleep if it's wet? Besides, if anyone's going to put anything down, it should be Teacher Fang down there." As she spoke, she reached down and touched Zhong Ying's crotch.
"Ouch!" Zhong Ying cried out. She hadn't finished pulling up her pants yet, and Ning Yufang's touch had landed on the smooth skin at the base of her thigh. The feeling was incredibly stimulating. Moreover, Ning Yufang's words surprised her. What did she mean by "putting Teacher Fang down there"? If that was the case, wasn't that... you know? Actually, it wasn't that she didn't want to put Fang Zhenyu's pillow underneath; she just wanted to smell his strong, intoxicating masculine scent. She could identify which pillow belonged to Fang Zhenyu by its smell.
Ning Yufang laughed, "Yingying, there's nothing to be shy about. It's just a young girl's first stirrings of love. When I was your age, I was thinking about your Teacher Fang, wasn't I? Come, sit here and talk to your older sister properly."
"It's normal for you to think about Teacher Fang. I might think about other boys, but it's not normal to think about Teacher Fang," Zhong Ying thought to herself. She didn't notice Ning Yufang calling herself "older sister," and simply sat down as she said, adjusting her clothes.
"You must be tired these past few days. How did the exam go?" Ning Yufang changed the subject.
At the mention of the exam, Zhong Ying perked up, and her mind gradually returned to normal. She said, "It's tiring, but hard work pays off. I believe my score will reach the cutoff for top universities in the province." Generally speaking, the cutoff scores for university admissions for professional exam takers are quite low. Reaching the cutoff for a top university in the province, coupled with such a good score on the professional exam, means that unless she has health problems, she's guaranteed admission to the Central Conservatory of Music. No wonder she's so excited and proud.
Ning Yufang was also happy for her, pulling her into her arms and saying, "Congratulations, future university student, future musician."
Zhong Ying nestled into Ning Yufang's arms, sincerely grateful, saying, "I have to thank you and Teacher Fang. Without your support and encouragement, I couldn't have achieved such good results."
“You have to work hard yourself.” Ning Yufang tugged at Zhong Ying’s school uniform and said, “Yingying, call me sister. I’d love to have a sister like you. You’re a college student now. This outfit makes you look innocent, but it doesn’t really show off your figure. Tomorrow, I’ll have Sister Fen go with you to buy a few outfits as a gift from your older sister. Sister Fen has good taste; Zhenyu even praises her. If I weren’t so pregnant, I would go with you. Of course, if Zhenyu is home, it would be best if he went with you. He has the best eye; he’s an expert at buying clothes for women.”
Although Zhong Ying didn’t understand why Teacher Ning wanted her to call her sister, she was very grateful for her concern. Hearing that it would be best if Teacher Fang went with her to buy clothes, she couldn’t help but think of the scene when Teacher Fang had been admiring her breasts and buttocks with those lecherous eyes when she bought clothes for her last time. Her face flushed again. She gently stroked Ning Yufang’s pregnant belly and said, “Thank you, sister. Your little nephew is about to be born, isn’t he?”
“It’ll be soon, about fifty days. But you shouldn’t call him nephew, you should call him son,” Ning Yufang said earnestly.
“Why?” Zhong Ying was greatly surprised. Her sister’s son wasn’t called nephew, but son instead? What kind of way was that?
Ning Yufang looked at Zhong Ying’s pretty face and said sincerely, “Through our interactions over this period, I understand your feelings. Zhenyu likes outstanding girls, not just those who are beautiful. You’ve been admitted to China’s top music academy, so you’re qualified to be his confidante. I also want to have such an outstanding and beautiful younger sister as you. In ancient times, the title ‘sister’ had another meaning. Don’t you understand what I’m saying?”
Although she had just graduated from middle school, she had studied a lot of ancient literature, and she certainly understood the other meaning of “sister.” She was so moved that she almost knelt down before Ning Yufang. This sister not only devoted everything to her husband and tolerated everything, but she was also magnanimous towards other women. What a broad mind and what beautiful virtue she possessed! She could be called a saint. Zhong Ying nestled close to Ning Yufang, shyly and affectionately calling out in her ear, "Sister."
"Oh...good little sister!" Ning Yufang responded warmly, embracing Zhong Ying tightly as well. The two sisters sat quietly, both immersed in happiness.
On the morning of July 12, 1993, the Hongshi Village Committee, located about three kilometers from Jinhua Village, was preparing to relocate more than ten natural villages under its jurisdiction. This area would become the future administrative center of the port, where Zhang Hong and Wu Xuedong's management area would be located. Soon after, Fang Zhenyu's Linhai Port Development and Investment Corporation would also embark on a large-scale, modern headquarters building here. Currently, all the city's power supply, post and telecommunications, and industrial and commercial units with economic strength had begun construction, creating a bustling scene.
Wu Xuedong rushed back to the Hongshi Village Committee from the construction site, looking travel-worn. He anxiously asked the cashier of the management area, who was sitting there, "Has the payment from the Development Corporation been transferred?"
"It has," the cashier replied while pouring tea for Wu Xuedong.
"Good, transfer it to the Second Municipal Construction Company right away," Wu Xuedong said, taking the tea, blowing on the tea leaves floating on the surface, and taking several large gulps. Fortunately, the water wasn't too hot and didn't burn him. In this godforsaken place, even getting a sip of water was quite difficult.
The cashier's expression turned unnatural. He said, "Secretary Zhang instructed that part of this money be kept for salaries, and the rest should be used for living allowances for Shuijing Village."
"What? It's been transferred out?" Wu Xuedong was shocked. It was originally agreed that this money was for building residential buildings for the relocated villagers, but he didn't expect Zhang Hong to arrange it for a temporary purpose.
"Not yet, I was just about to go and take care of it this afternoon."
Wu Xuedong breathed a sigh of relief and said, "That's good. Then don't touch it for now. I'll discuss it with Secretary Zhang and then tell you what to do."
"Yes." After hesitating for a moment, the cashier asked again, "What
about the cadres' salaries?" Wu Xuedong said firmly, "The cadres' salaries absolutely cannot be paid with this money. They must wait until the Finance Bureau's allocation arrives before they can be paid." The salaries of the cadres of the Management Committee of the Management District are fully allocated by the city. Usually, they are paid on the 12th of each month, but in reality, they can be received on the 10th. This month, for some reason, the salaries have not arrived yet, so the cashier wanted to use other money
to pay them first. But Wu Xuedong's construction site was waiting for money to buy materials, so how could he be allowed to misappropriate the funds? "Yes." The cashier replied weakly. He was also waiting for the salaries. After the Development Corporation paid them for building the residential buildings and paid the living allowance for Shuijing Village, there was only enough left to pay the salaries, so he suggested to Zhang Hong that the funds be used to pay the cadres' salaries.
"Where is Secretary Zhang?" Wu Xuedong ignored him and asked.
“She went to Guanjialing to inspect production.”
“I’m in the office. When Secretary Zhang comes back, tell her I need to see her.” Wu Xuedong finished speaking and went back to his office.
Since there was no other space, Zhang Hong and Wu Xuedong shared an office. Wu Xuedong sat down at his desk, looking at Zhang Hong’s desk, his heart filled with unease. Like Zhang Hong, he had been promoted from deputy director to director and sent to this difficult place. He didn’t know if Zhang Hong had used connections for this promotion, but he certainly hadn’t. He only knew from Ning Yuzhi that he had been promoted because he hadn’t formed cliques, and the Standing Committee of the Municipal Party Committee had used him as a bargaining chip for maintaining balance. Although he was somewhat annoyed, he was also grateful to have a place to utilize his talents. Fang Zhenyu was definitely on Zhong Yuguang’s side, so by that logic, Zhang Hong must be on Chen Xiangdong’s side. Initially, he had imagined maintaining neutrality as he had in the city, but once the work began, he was drawn to Fang Zhenyu, because he felt that Fang Zhenyu was a truly dedicated person. Zhang Hong's actions are clearly aimed at hindering Fang Zhenyu. How should he resolve this situation?
Just as he was deep in thought, Zhang Hong returned. "District Chief Wu, you wanted to see me?" Zhang Hong looked utterly exhausted.
"Yes." Seeing how thinner and more exhausted Zhang Hong looked, Wu Xuedong sensed her dedication to her work. He made her a cup of tea and said, "I wanted to discuss the funds that General Manager Fang and his team just allocated."
"I had Lao Gan use it to distribute living allowances to Shuijing Village. Life there is difficult, and the villagers have many complaints. It was Lao Gan's suggestion to distribute wages, and since we didn't have much money left, I agreed. I didn't have time to discuss it with you beforehand. Is there a problem?" Zhang Hong said after taking a sip of water. Lao Gan was the cashier.
"There is a small problem." Wu Xuedong couldn't detect anything wrong on Zhang Hong's face; on the contrary, she seemed genuinely seeking his advice. Feeling uncertain, he carefully chose his words: "This has slowed down the construction of the residential building."
"Didn't we agree with the Second Construction Company to have them advance part of the funds?" Zhang Hong asked in surprise.
Wu Xuedong said, "We have an agreement with the Second Construction Company, but it was a deal where they would invest the same amount as us. Now their investment has exceeded ours. I had to plead and beg to get it done until today. If this payment isn't received today, work will have to stop tomorrow."
"A delay of ten or fifteen days shouldn't be a big problem, right?" Zhang Hong asked hesitantly.
Wu Xuedong smiled bitterly to himself. He really didn't know if this woman genuinely wanted to hold them back or was simply ignorant. After gathering his thoughts, he explained, "There are two problems. One is ours; the project has stopped, which is a breach of contract for us, and we have to pay a penalty. The other is the development company's; the villagers moved in late, and they have to pay a large sum in housing subsidies. Combined, the total loss for half a month will be over a million." He paused, took a sip of water, and stared intently at Zhang Hong, saying, "Ours is a minor issue; it'll just mean a slightly smaller year-end bonus. But for General Manager Fang, it means fewer projects to develop. The port development is a major undertaking for the city; we can't afford to delay!"
"Then it's not a minor problem, it's a serious one. I hope Lao Gan hasn't transferred the money yet, otherwise I'll have made a huge mistake. I'll go find Lao Gan right away," Zhang Hong said nervously, turning to leave.
"Secretary Zhang," Wu Xuedong called out to her, "It hasn't been transferred yet. I told him to wait until we discuss it before proceeding."
Zhang Hong sat down with a sigh of relief and said sincerely, "Xuedong, thank you so much. There's no need to discuss it anymore. From now on, you'll oversee all matters involving finances."
Wu Xuedong looked at Zhang Hong with a strange expression. He really didn't understand why she was so easy to talk to, wasn't she Chen Xiangdong's person?
Zhang Hong noticed the odd look in Wu Xuedong's eyes. After a moment's thought, she understood. She said sincerely, "Xuedong, it seems we need to have a proper exchange of ideas." After a moment of contemplation, she continued, "Indeed, in everyone's eyes, I was one of Chen Xiangdong's people, and I always thought so too. But before coming to the management area, I realized it was just a combination of personal interests. I was used in this promotion, but I'm still very happy because I was able to see a person for who they truly are, and also see myself for who I truly am. Although the price I paid was a bit high, it was still worth it. Most importantly, I met a group of people here who are truly dedicated to their work. Their sincerity, their selflessness, and their down-to-earth approach are things I've never seen before. These people include General Manager Fang, and of course, you, Xuedong. Port development is the leading force in Linhai's development and an inevitable trend. I will never become someone's pawn to hinder the progress of history. Xuedong, do you believe me?" She finished speaking in one breath, and her whole body relaxed, though she also felt a little weak.
Wu Xuedong listened intently to Zhang Hong's words, his eyes never leaving her face. He realized that Zhang Hong's words came from the heart, especially when she spoke of the price she had paid; there was a helpless sorrow in her eyes, indicating that the price she had paid was not as easy as she made it out to be. Therefore, when Zhang Hong asked a question, he immediately replied, "Sister Hong, I absolutely believe in you. Let's put aside personal interests, work together with one heart and one mind, do a good job in the management area, assist General Manager Fang, and do our utmost to develop our port, joining hands to create a new era of economic take-off for our coastal area."
"Thank you!" Two hands reached out and clasped tightly together. The management committee of the management area finally united, and Fang Zhenyu's resistance lessened considerably.
On the afternoon of July 12, 1993, Fang Yuqiong lay in bed at the Municipal People's Hospital. She glanced at the newspaper, then put it down; she watched the television, then turned it off. After lying in the hospital for two days, she became irritable. There was so much work waiting for her to complete. For someone who prioritized her career, being forced to lie here was practically killing her.
Her injuries were quite severe, especially her internal injuries. Lei Wubei's punch had even made her vomit blood, so Zhong Yuguang instructed the hospital not to allow Fang Yuqiong to leave without his permission. Now, her external injuries had mostly healed, but she still had some lingering pain in her chest and abdomen. She requested to go home to recuperate, but Zhong Yuguang still disagreed, so she had no choice but to stay there.
"Little sister," a beautiful girl carrying a bouquet of flowers walked in and greeted her warmly.
Fang Yuqiong recognized the girl; she was Fang Zhenyu's aunt, Ning Yufang's older sister, Ning Yufen. Why was she here to see me? She was surprised and responded, then tried to sit up, but Ning Yufen pressed her down. "Sister Fen, it's you here?" She had no choice but to lie down.
Ning Yufen was arranging flowers when she heard this. She turned around, her beautiful eyes sparkling as she looked at Fang Yuqiong, and smiled, "Then who do you hope is here?"
Fang Yuqiong choked, unable to speak. Of course, she hoped it was Fang Zhenyu, but how could she say it out loud? She could only pretend not to hear.
Ning Yufen arranged the flowers and came to the bedside. Her beautiful eyes remained fixed on Fang Yuqiong's face. While peeling fruit, she said, "The person you hoped for hasn't returned yet, and your sister-in-law has difficulty moving around, so I'll have to take over for now."
Fang Yuqiong's heart skipped a beat. How did she know I hoped it was my brother? She quickly composed herself and asked, "Is Sister Fang about to give birth? Is she alright?"
"She's fine. She'll give birth in a little over a month." Ning Yufen put a piece of fruit into Fang Yuqiong's mouth and scolded, "Little sister, how could you be so careless? Zhenyu will be heartbroken when he gets back."
"It's nothing. I should be better by the time my brother comes back," Fang Yuqiong replied, but in her heart, she wondered why Ning Yufen was so kind to her. She was a straightforward person, and once she thought about it, she asked, "Sister Fen, why are you so good to me?"
"Good sister, so frank! No wonder Zhenyu likes you so much." Ning Yufen praised her, gently stroking her delicate face, and said, "We're family, after all. Zhenyu is good to you, and he's good to us, so of course we sisters are good to you too."
Fang Yuqiong's heart stirred, remembering someone saying that her elder brother used to be in a relationship with Ning Yufen, but she didn't know how good they were. She couldn't help but ask, "Sister Fen, I know my elder brother is good to me, but how exactly is he good to you?"
This little girl is trying to probe me, Ning Yufen thought to herself. Yu Fang had invited her today. Both she and Yu Fang could see Fang Yuqiong's feelings for Fang Zhenyu. Since Yu Fang didn't object, she couldn't possibly be jealous. Since she would inevitably have to share a bed with Fang Zhenyu in the future (after that night, when Fang Zhenyu was home, except during her period, she and Yu Fang were inseparable, and she liked that feeling and atmosphere), she smiled and said, "However you want Zhenyu to treat you well, that's how Zhenyu will treat me well. Okay?"
"You know how I want my older brother to treat me well?" Fang Yuqiong was puzzled, and even more surprised. If she knew, Ning Yu Fang must know too, yet they still treated her so well?
This was a VIP ward, where no one could disturb them, so Ning Yufen was quite unrestrained. She touched Fang Yuqiong's breast with her delicate hand, then massaged her genitals, saying, "Of course you want him to be good to you in these places. Your older brother is a womanizer; he wants to pick all the beautiful flowers, and he's especially good at it." Then she sighed, "Although I'm not exactly a beautiful flower, faced with such a diligent and vigorous flower picker, I can only willingly let him pick me."
"He really is a womanizer," Fang Yuqiong thought to herself. But she felt no resentment, only a slight delight. If he dared to seduce her aunt, he'd be even more daring with her. Remembering that the other woman was only her aunt, she asked, "Does Sister Fang know?"
"Sometimes the three of us are together, do you think she knows?"
Fang Yuqiong was speechless. Wasn't this lewd? But thinking of how she herself had tried every means to seduce married women, which was also lewd, she couldn't bring herself to say it. Then, thinking of all the beautiful women in the Ning family, she couldn't help but ask, "He hasn't slept with all those beautiful flowers in your Ning family
, has he?" Ning Yufen smiled and said, "He hasn't yet, but as far as I know, all those flowers, including the one who became some kind of deputy director, are vying for his attention, blooming for him. It just depends on whether he has the time and the mood." After saying that, she asked again, "Knowing he's such a womanizer, would you still let him seduce you?"
Fang Yuqiong thought, "You sisters can be so accommodating, why can't I? You want me to back down? No way!" She replied, "Of course I'm willing! I love his womanizing ways."
"In that case, you'd better work harder so we can become best friends soon," Ning Yufen said sincerely.
"Thank you, Sister Fen," Fang Yuqiong said gratefully. Their open-mindedness meant she no longer needed to secretly be with her older brother.
"Little sister, are you alright? Oh, Yufen, you're here too?" Fang Yuqiong's words had barely faded when Fang Zhenyu's booming voice rang out, followed by the appearance of a tall, handsome man.
Fang Yuqiong was startled, wondering if Fang Zhenyu had heard her. Ning Yufen appeared calm and said, "You're back. I was just talking about you with my younger sister."
"What's there to talk about?" Fang Zhenyu gave Ning Yufen a deep, affectionate look, then turned to Fang Yuqiong and asked, "What happened? Where are you hurt?"
That one look from Fang Zhenyu had already satisfied Ning Yufen. She returned his gaze with a captivating charm and said, "My younger sister and I were talking about our things. Now I should go back. It's your turn to check on my younger sister's injury." She turned to leave.
Suddenly, Fang Zhenyu grabbed Ning Yufen's slender waist and kissed her delicate face. "I missed you, I missed you both." Then he released her and continued, "Don't go. Let's go out for dinner together later." He turned and walked towards Fang Yuqiong.
"You womanizer!" Ning Yufen gave him a coquettish glare, then said, "Secretary Zhong wouldn't let Xiaomei leave the hospital?"
"The ban has been lifted. Secretary Zhong told me about Xiaomei. After I learned the situation, I said that while the injury needs to heal, she can't stay cooped up, or she'll get sick. He agreed." "
In that case, I'll wait for you outside."
"No need."
"I don't know how so many girls like you. Don't you even know about girls' shyness?" Ning Yufen said, walking out. She had to guard the door for them, making sure no one saw them having an affair.
Fang Zhenyu came to Fang Yuqiong's bedside. Seeing her flushed face and slightly closed eyes, he kissed her lips and gently asked, "Little sister, what's wrong?"
Fang Yuqiong had seen Fang Zhenyu's actions towards Ning Yufen, and only then did she fully believe Ning Yufen's words and realize that Ning Yufen hadn't tricked her into leaving Fang Zhenyu for Ning Yufang's sake. Fang Zhenyu's kiss made her both happy and shy. She opened her eyes and said apologetically, "Brother, I'm sorry, I still let sister-in-law and the others find out.
" "It's alright, they're all good people, just a little mischievous. You didn't let them find out; they found out through trickery," Fang Zhenyu comforted her.
"I like being teased like that," Fang Yuqiong said sincerely, thinking that this way she could be with Fang Zhenyu legitimately.
"If you can get along with them peacefully like this, I'm relieved."
"Will they resent your infidelity?" Fang Yuqiong became worried about Fang Zhenyu.
Fang Zhenyu kissed Fang Yuqiong's pretty face again and said, "Don't worry, they won't blame me. My philandering was encouraged by them! As long as you don't compete with them, we will all live together harmoniously, of course, before you get married."
"I won't compete for favor, and I won't marry anyone else, you know that," Fang Yuqiong said softly.
"Are you silly? What girl doesn't get married?"
"Yes, I am," Fang Yuqiong said stubbornly.
Fang Zhenyu knew her temper and didn't argue with her anymore, saying, "Come, let your older brother see where you're injured." As he spoke, he reached out and lifted the sheet covering her.
"Don't look," Fang Yuqiong covered her hospital gown and refused shyly.
Fang Zhenyu ignored her, and while untying the belt around her waist, he said, "You're about to become my little woman, why are you still shy?"
"No, it's not that." Fang Yuqiong grew even more anxious, but she didn't stop Fang Zhenyu's actions.
"What is it? Don't you want to be your little woman again?" Fang Zhenyu said, not giving up, and soon revealed Fang Yuqiong's upper body, which was only covered by a bra.
Fang Yuqiong was embarrassed and said, "Of course I want to be your little woman, it's not that I'm shy, but I don't want you to see my ugly body after I'm injured."
"How could that be? Even if you're injured, my little sister's body is still very beautiful." Fang Zhenyu said glibly, even removing her bra, and his large hands caressed her firm breasts. He then looked at her back and saw only a faint purple tinge, so he asked, "Where else are you injured?"
Fang Yuqiong was enjoying Fang Zhenyu's caresses and was enjoying it with her eyes closed. She said shyly, "And below my lower abdomen." Fang
Zhenyu helped Fang Qiong lie down and then turned her over. He saw that her flat abdomen, which should have been pristine white, now had a large purplish-black patch. He couldn't help but angrily say, "What a vicious bastard! I'll definitely teach him a lesson he won't forget!"
Fang Qiong chuckled, forgetting her embarrassment, and said, "You won't have a chance to find him."
"Why?"
"Because he's already dead."
It turned out that Lei Wubei, upon hearing the next day that Fang Qiong was seriously injured, was terrified. Someone had exaggerated the severity of her injuries, and he hadn't woken up that night. Later, upon examination, it turned out he was terrified. Fang Zhenyu laughed, "Truly, evil begets evil." He tenderly stroked Fang Qiong's abdomen and asked, "Does it hurt?"
Fang Qiong felt a warm sensation where his large hand touched, not only relieving the lingering pain but also penetrating deep within her, bringing her immense pleasure. She let out a comfortable groan and said, "It's much better now, even more comfortable." "Brother, hold me tight."
Since Ning Yufen was guarding the place, and they weren't worried about being caught, Fang Zhenyu simply climbed onto the bed. Fang Yuqiong made way, and the two embraced tightly. Fang Zhenyu's hands continued their mischievous groping of Fang Yuqiong's lower abdomen, occasionally slipping into her most intimate spot, caressing it tenderly.
Fang Yuqiong felt safe, comfortable, and wonderful in Fang Zhenyu's arms. Her delicate hands roamed over Fang Zhenyu's body, and she murmured tenderly, "Brother, I love you!"
"Brother loves you too!" Fang Zhenyu's caresses deepened, and he kissed Fang Yuqiong's cherry lips.
Their lips met, their tongues intertwining, sucking and swirling. Fang Yuqiong felt her whole body burning hot, feeling that Fang Zhenyu's fingers were taking up too little space in her private parts, penetrating too shallowly, leaving her feeling uncomfortably empty. She couldn't help but pull away from his lips, moaning, "Brother, I miss you so much!" Her jade-like hand gripped Fang Zhenyu's hot, hard manhood tightly.
Fang Zhenyu felt a sharp pain and regained his senses. He knew what Fang Yuqiong was thinking, but how could her body withstand his assault at this moment? He pulled her hand away, separating himself slightly from her, and said, "Little sister, not yet. You're not ready yet."
Fang Yuqiong realized the situation and felt a pang of shyness. She whispered, "Big brother, I understand." Her hand was still caressing the hot thing, and she asked, "Big brother, can I kiss it?" As soon as the words left her mouth, she realized that she was no different from Ning Yufen and the others—all so lewd. But at this moment, she felt it was natural, as if it were something she should do for Fang Zhenyu.
Fang Zhenyu, of course, wouldn't forget the wonderful feeling that a woman's lips brought to that thing. He was about to agree, but then he thought that he had just returned from a long journey and that place must be very dirty, so he refused, saying, "Little sister, this won't do either. I've traveled so far; that thing isn't clean." "
No, give it to me! I'll just kiss it once," Fang Yuqiong said coquettishly, trying to sit up.
Fang Zhenyu was at a loss for what to do when he heard Ning Yufen outside say, "Are you Aunt Fang? Did you bring Yuqiong food? Let me help you." Then another woman's voice responded. The two on the bed quickly separated. Fang Zhenyu jumped off the bed, straightened his clothes, and after Fang Yuqiong covered herself with the sheet, Ning Yufen entered with some things and a woman around fifty years old, simply dressed, who looked very much like Fang Yuqiong.
Although Fang Yuqiong's face still had a flush, she was quite calm. She sat up and introduced them. Naturally, she introduced the woman first, then the man. When she introduced Fang Zhenyu, she said with no small amount of pride, "Mom, this is my older brother Fang Zhenyu, whom I often tell you about. He's so good to me. I got this deputy director position thanks to him." Fang Yuqiong had joined the Planning Bureau as deputy director and head of the riverside development planning team.
"Auntie, hello! Don't listen to what my younger sister says. She got it all through her own hard work. Besides, helping her with a little bit of work is only right. We're family, after all," Fang Zhenyu said, bowing to Fang Yuqiong's mother.
Although Mrs. Fang was from the countryside, she was quite sensible. She returned the greeting and said, "Thank you. Yuqiong comes from the countryside and is not very worldly. I've been worried about her. Now that you, her older brother, are helping her, I feel relieved." She carefully observed Fang Zhenyu. From what Fang Yuqiong had said, she knew he had a wife and was worried he might have something going on with her. But hearing his surname was Fang and seeing the uprightness he exuded, she felt much more at ease. She even felt regret for her daughter—why hadn't she met him sooner? Although he also had the surname Fang, he was a good match. Regardless, people in the countryside were still somewhat unaccustomed to marriage between people with the same surname.
"Little sister, get up and go out to eat with your aunt," Fang Zhenyu said to Fang Yuqiong, feeling a little uncomfortable under his mother's gaze.
"I've already cooked at home. Besides, Secretary Zhong won't let her go out," Mrs. Fang disagreed. She brought up Zhong Yuguang, clearly proud that her daughter had received the attention of the municipal party secretary.
Fang Yuqiong got up and said, "Mom, my older brother spoke with Secretary Zhong, and he agreed to let me go out to eat."
Fang's mother had nothing to say and could only go out with them. She was also more relieved. Her daughter's older brother was someone even the municipal party secretary listened to; he was clearly a very capable person. With him looking after her daughter, what was there to worry about? She said, "Now that you can go out to eat, Mom should go back tomorrow. Your nephew was born recently, and I'm afraid your father will be too busy."
Fang Yuqiong said, "Mom, don't worry about going back. With my older brother taking care of me, I'll be fine."
Fang Zhenyu also said, "I originally wanted Auntie to stay a few more days, but we won't. We'll invite you next time so you can have a good chat with my mother-in-law. Fen and I will take care of Yuqiong."
Ning Yufen agreed, "Yes, I will definitely take good care of Yuqiong."
On the morning of July 15, 1993, in Zhong Yuguang's office, after seeing off the last group of guests and processing some documents that couldn't be delayed any longer, it was almost time to leave work. He called his secretary, Xiao Gao, in and said, "Call Minister Zhao here."
Xiao Gao stood respectfully before Zhong Yuguang, hesitating slightly, and said, "Secretary Zhong, it's almost time to leave work, isn't it..." Xiao Gao had been newly transferred after Fang Yuqiong left and wasn't familiar with Zhong Yuguang's work style. Out of concern for his leader's health, he wanted to postpone the matter until the afternoon so that Zhong Yuguang could rest more. Recently, Zhong Yuguang's health had been a bit poor, probably due to the fatigue from that inspection trip.
"Just go when I tell you to," Zhong Yuguang said impatiently.
"Yes," Xiao Gao replied, bowing his head and leaving dejectedly.
Looking at Xiao Gao's innocent expression, Zhong Yuguang realized he had been a bit rude. Perhaps it was due to physical discomfort; lately he felt somewhat irritable. If it were a female secretary, because of women's attentiveness, she might be able to easily perceive it and find a way to comfort him, but it wasn't as easy for a man to do so. After Fang Yuqiong left, he considered hiring a woman as his secretary, but because of Ning Yuheng, he ended up hiring a man. Sending Fang Yuqiong to her new post was, of course, out of appreciation for her talent and ability, but it inevitably carried a slight influence from Ning Yuheng. Fortunately, his efforts paid off. Heeding his daughter's advice, he boldly proposed to Ning Yuheng, and she agreed to consider it. Judging from her attitude towards him and her more than friendly gestures, the chances of success were extremely high. Today, Zhao Wenhua called him several times, saying he had important matters to report. He knew Zhao Wenhua wasn't the kind of person who hesitated to make decisions; he wouldn't pass on anything that wasn't serious. Therefore, something must have gone wrong. In situations like this, Zhong Yuguang usually wouldn't leave him for the next work period, because he knew deeply that politics, like war, could have disastrous consequences, even a minute's delay, leading to total annihilation.
A short while later, Zhao Wenhua arrived, his face ashen. He said to Zhong Yuguang, "Yuguang, something big might be about to happen."
Zhong Yuguang, however, calmed down. He asked Zhao Wenhua to sit down and had Xiao Gao make him some tea before asking, "Is it that bad? You're usually so calm when handling things!"
Zhao Wenhua smiled bitterly, "I've never encountered anything major before." He placed a large stack of documents on Zhong Yuguang's desk. "Take a look at these documents first."
Zhong Yuguang flipped through the documents; they were all petitions. As he read, his mood grew heavy, and his expression changed. They all described Fang Zhenyu and Wu Xuedong in various ways. Fang Zhenyu was accused of buying and selling official positions, persecuting cadres, withholding workers' wages, and illegally raising funds; Wu Xuedong was accused of neglecting the masses, misappropriating public subsidies, and causing discord with the work committee leaders. Actually, apart from Wu Xuedong's less-known details, Zhong Yuguang knew everything Fang Zhenyu had done, but those people had exaggerated the situation to an extreme. He asked, "When were these materials written?"
"Some are from before, but there have been a lot recently. I heard some have even been sent to the provincial level. I've asked all the petitions regarding port development to be submitted to me for review. At first, I thought it was a minor matter, so I handled it simply and didn't report it to you. But now it seems that this concentrated targeting of one person is instigated by someone, which is why I said there's a big problem."
Zhong Yuguang, of course, also realized that someone was manipulating things behind the scenes, because someone unaware of the inside story couldn't possibly write such detailed materials, nor could they be so eloquent and targeted. He asked, "Those targeting Fang Zhenyu are obviously targeting me, but what did Wu Xuedong do to deserve this?"
Zhao Wenhua laughed, "It seems you don't know, but not only Wu Xuedong, even Zhang Hong has become a loyal follower of Fang Zhenyu. They're doing that to help Fang Zhenyu reduce expenses, meaning to lower the cost of your port construction."
Zhong Yuguang greatly admired Fang Zhenyu's affability; he had even managed to win over Zhang Hong, who had previously been a loyal follower of Chen Xiangdong. However, seeing Zhao Wenhua's harsh words, he jokingly retorted, "You foul mouth! How did the port construction become my responsibility? Don't you have a share?" He understood why Zhao Wenhua said that; a successful port construction would be his achievement, while a failed port construction would render all other achievements, no matter how great, a major failure for him in Linhai.
The two understood each other perfectly, exchanged a smile, and the atmosphere eased slightly. Zhao Wenhua said, "So, their targeting of Wu Xuedong is actually targeting Fang Zhenyu."
"You're right," Zhong Yuguang affirmed. After thinking for a moment, he said, "It's hard to say for sure about Fang Zhenyu's case, such as withholding wages or illegal fundraising."
“I don’t think any of these are problems. The key issue is selling official positions,” Zhao Wenhua said, differing from Zhong Yuguang.
“Why?”
Zhao Wenhua had never let his guard down regarding Fang Zhenyu’s businesses in the city, so he was quite familiar with the situation. He said, “Just send an investigation team to his two—no, three—factories. The tax bureau’s printing plant will be his in a few days too. Investigate the employees and cadres, and it will become clear.”
“What? This guy has another factory? Does he still have the energy to develop the port?” Zhong Yuguang exclaimed. He was naturally worried that Fang Zhenyu would neglect important matters because of these trivial matters.
Zhao Wenhua immediately relieved his worries, saying, "Don't worry about that. He doesn't need to lift a finger; his team will handle everything for him. Yu Guang, it seems we're still not as good as him at discovering and utilizing talent."
Zhong Yu Guang greatly admired Fang Zhenyu's personnel management skills, saying, "Yes! And talent cultivation too. But why is the matter of selling official positions unclear? We have an agreement with Fang Zhenyu; he has the authority to appoint everyone except the general manager. He only appointed Zhan Dajun. If someone offered me a million, I would do the same. It's to raise funds for our port construction, not to go into someone's pocket."
"Don't you understand? They're only targeting you. Otherwise, who would go to such lengths for a fledgling entrepreneur?" Zhao Wenhua said with a wry smile.
Zhong Yuguang understood, of course, and said, "Regardless of who he's targeting, think about how we should respond."
Zhao Wenhua said, "Regarding the sale of official positions, you have to personally go to the provincial party committee. As for the other matters, I'll find people to form a working group to investigate; there shouldn't be any problems. But when you go to the provincial party committee, you need to come up with a solution, preferably one that will solve the problem once and for all."
Zhong Yuguang sighed, "I definitely have to go to the provincial party committee, but a solution that will solve the problem once and for all isn't so easy. You need to be careful when finding people for your working group. Besides being honest, they also need to have some dissenting opinions; otherwise, it won't be easy for
the higher-ups to approve it." Having been in officialdom for so many years, Zhao Wenhua naturally understood this principle; higher-ups wouldn't trust a perfect person. He replied, "Don't worry, I'll arrange who to find. I guarantee an investigation report that is both factual and beneficial to us."
"Alright, then go and do it. I'll go to the provincial capital in a couple of days," Zhong Yuguang said, his face showing fatigue.
"It would be best to hurry."
"I understand, but my evenings are already packed these past two days." Zhong Yuguang glanced at the time; it was already one o'clock. He said, "Come on, let's have lunch together. It's been a long time since we ate together."
"Yes, everyone's very busy." Zhao Wenhua accompanied Zhong Yuguang outside and asked, "How far have things progressed between you and Ning Yuheng?"
At the mention of Ning Yuheng, Zhong Yuguang's spirits lifted, and he excitedly said, "I've proposed to her!"
"She said yes?"
"She said she'd think about it."
"Then why are you so happy? Aren't you afraid she's just giving you the runaround?" Zhao Wenhua reminded him, knowing that couples in love can be somewhat blinded by passion.
"She even let me kiss her lips, how could it be a runaround?" It seems that all men like to boast about their skills with women, even high-ranking leaders are no exception.
Hearing this, Zhao Wenhua was happy for Zhong Yuguang, because he knew Ning Yuheng wasn't a casual girl. He said, "Congratulations! However, you still have to get past Yingying."
"Hahaha!" Zhong Yuguang laughed triumphantly, saying, "I've already passed Yingying's test. She and Yuheng are incredibly close; she encouraged me to propose to Yuheng."
"Then I sincerely congratulate you on finding a good partner and a wonderful daughter."
"Now my biggest worry is that if I really marry Yuheng, it will affect the higher-ups' evaluation of Fang Zhenyu. It's actually a good thing that Yuheng hasn't accepted my proposal yet," Zhong Yuguang said with some concern. "
What's there to be afraid of? As long as Fang Zhenyu achieves results, all the gossip will disappear." Zhao Wenhua also became more nonchalant. As they spoke, they walked out of the office building, and the two fell silent.

(Volume Two) Chapter

Four: A False Alarm
On the morning of July 17, 1993, thanks to the efforts of Tan Chunmei, Chen Changlin, and others, Fang Zhenyu finally succeeded in leasing the Tax Bureau Printing Plant and renaming it Dongfang No. 2 Printing Plant. At eight o'clock that morning, the factory officially opened for business, with all workshops operating normally, marking a new chapter in Fang Zhenyu's printing career and taking a solid and extremely important step towards creating a new landscape for the printing industry in Linhai City.
Fang Zhenyu, Chen Changlin, and Tan Chunmei stood shoulder to shoulder by the window of their second-floor office, looking at the workers diligently working in the workshops above and below, listening to the rumbling of the machines, all feeling extremely excited. For over a month, through their unremitting efforts, they had finally achieved their goal, owning one of the three major printing enterprises in Linhai City—the Tax Bureau Printing Plant—on par with the Municipal Factory and Dongfang Factory, laying a solid foundation for the next step of achieving a large-scale alliance of printing enterprises in Linhai City. Looking at the lively scene before him and envisioning a hopeful future, Fang Zhenyu impulsively put his arms around Chen Changlin and Tan Chunmei on either side, saying with deep affection, "Changlin, Chunmei, thank you."
Chen Changlin was unfazed by Fang Zhenyu's embrace, but Tan Chunmei was deeply moved. At thirty-one years old, this was the first time she had been so intimately embraced by a man, especially one she admired. The strong masculine scent intoxicated her, reminding her of Ning Yufang's words. She naturally leaned closer to Fang Zhenyu, even wishing Chen Changlin and the others weren't there so Fang Zhenyu could hold her even tighter, his movements more intimate, placing his large hands where she wanted them to.
Chen Changlin said, "What work did I do? The most important one is Chunmei; she deserves the most credit! These past few days, she's been juggling two things, running around, busy with this and that, and she's gotten so thin from exhaustion. Zhenyu, you should reward her handsomely."
Chen Changlin's words brought Tan Chunmei back to reality. She was a little shy, but she didn't leave Fang Zhenyu's embrace, nor did she pull away. She didn't take credit, saying, "I did do some work, but Changlin and the others also deserve a lot of credit. Without their help, we wouldn't have achieved what we have today. Therefore, if we're going to reward someone, Changlin, Zhang Bei, Fanghua, Hu Jun, and Shaomei should all be rewarded."
Fang Zhenyu said, "You should all be rewarded. As Changlin said, Chunmei, you deserve the most credit. I need to think carefully about how to reward you to reflect your contribution to our cause."
Tan Chunmei thought to herself, "Your kindness and care for me, allowing me to enjoy the happiness of being a complete woman, is the greatest reward for me." But how could she say those words? He said, "Working for the factory is my responsibility. Your trust and reliance on me is the greatest reward."
The three were immersed in the joy of success when a young woman entered. Seeing their close relationship and listening to their polite conversation, she deeply felt the pure friendship between them, bound together by their shared work and free of any selfish motives. She couldn't help but feel a sense of longing. After a while, she remembered her task and stepped forward, softly saying, "General Manager Fang, your office is ready. Accountant Sun would like to see you there."
The three were startled and separated, following the young woman. It turned out that the offices here were in two locations. Because the takeover work was so busy, the factory manager's office hadn't been prepared yet. After the unveiling ceremony, Li Fanghua and Sun Shaomei went to arrange it according to Fang Zhenyu's style. "Shuping, how are the workers?" Tan Chunmei asked the young woman as they walked behind.
The young woman, Wei Shuping, was the original factory's cashier who had stayed on. She replied, "They are all in stable spirits. Everyone knows General Manager Fang and your reputation, and believes that our factory will definitely develop even better in the future."
"You need to pay close attention to the workers' affairs, see what difficulties they encounter in their work and life, and we will try our best to help them solve them. At the same time, tell everyone that although our factory has changed owners, we workers are still the masters of the factory. Tell everyone to report any opinions to the factory management." Because Wei Shuping also served as the union chairperson and worker representative, Tan Chunmei earnestly educated this young woman who had only worked there for two years.
Tan Chunmei's words made Wei Shuping realize what a true entrepreneur was. Although the biggest boss, Fang Zhenyu, hadn't spoken, Tan Chunmei's emphasis on workers, worker representatives, and the union's work showed that Fang Zhenyu also demanded the same of them. No wonder the city factory and the Dongfang factory had prospered in such a short time. Feeling reassured that she could be an employee of such a boss, she said, "Vice Factory Director Tan, I will pass on your words to the workers."
As they spoke, they entered the factory director's office. Although it was a bit old, thanks to the skillful arrangement by Li Fanghua and Sun Shaomei, it appeared very spacious and clean. The office was divided into three sections: the largest outer room was the duty manager's office, the middle one was the factory director's office, and the innermost room was, of course, the factory director's rest room. Everyone gathered in the outer room. After Fang Zhenyu took over, the factory's leadership underwent significant changes. The original factory director, deputy directors, and accountant were all transferred away because the factory had become privately owned. Fang Zhenyu appointed two workshop directors with high prestige among the workers as deputy directors, and one of the deputy directors, a Party member, as the Party branch secretary. He also brought in Sun Shaomei as the accountant, and Tan Chunmei delegated some of her work at the Dongfang factory to Hu Jun, becoming the first deputy director. Fang Zhenyu originally intended for Tan Chunmei to become the factory director, but she refused, so he took the position himself.
After everyone was seated, Fang Zhenyu said, “It’s not easy for us all to sit together today. I believe Deputy Factory Director Tan has already told you about our future plans and work strategies, so I won’t repeat them here. As for everyone’s benefits, I don’t want to just talk about it; you’ll see soon enough. What I want to say here is that the prosperity of an enterprise depends not only on a good plan, but also on a united and dedicated leadership team to unite and lead our workers in striving for our common goals. A good enterprise leader certainly needs various qualities, but more importantly, they need to be able to unite all the workers who are willing to contribute their strength and wisdom to the development of our enterprise. How can we attract workers to our side? Besides doing a good job in political and ideological work, it is also very important to protect the interests of the workers. Therefore, our leaders must strive to maximize the benefits for the workers without harming the legitimate interests of the enterprise.” After analyzing the situation of the factory, he very tactfully pointed out areas for improvement to the two newly appointed deputy factory directors. Finally, he said with great enthusiasm, "Chairman Mao once said, 'Once the political line is determined, cadres are the decisive factor.' Now, our line and goals have been decided. I believe that as long as we are of one mind and work together diligently, we will surely achieve our established goals and create a bright future."
Everyone applauded. The two newly appointed deputy factory directors were even more convinced after listening to Fang Zhenyu's analysis, secretly sighing that seeing is believing. They each expressed their determination to work hard and achieve results to live up to the trust that Fang Zhenyu and the workers had placed in them.
After Tan Chunmei gave a brief speech, she announced that Fang Zhenyu would treat everyone to lunch, and the meeting adjourned. There was still more than an hour before lunchtime, so those who had things to do went about their business. Tan Chunmei, the factory director on duty, stayed behind, as did Li Fanghua, who had been asked by Fang Zhenyu to stay. He had been busy these past few days and wanted to relax.
The rest room here, though simple, was decent enough. As usual, Fang Zhenyu enjoyed Li Fanghua's massage while listening to her describe various aspects of his life. After she finished, Li Fanghua pressed on his sensitive spot. His penis became erect under her delicate hands. Seeing her pull out the hard thing, Fang Zhenyu knew she was about to kiss it; she had done this several times before. He sat up and went to unhook her bra.
"Don't touch me if you won't give it to me, it's so uncomfortable," Li Fanghua said softly, her eyes filled with seductive allure.
"I want you too, but I'm afraid there won't be enough time," Fang Zhenyu said, having already removed her bra. He grasped her firm breasts and gently massaged them.
"There's still more than half an hour left, isn't that enough time?" Li Fanghua expressed doubt, wondering if she was just making excuses. Usually, she and her boyfriend would finish in no more than ten minutes.
Fang Zhenyu cupped her full breasts with one hand, while the other was already inside her panties, his fingers caressing her clitoris. He said, "Maybe that's barely enough. Let me love you properly today." With that, his mouth took her breast in, sucking and licking, his hands not neglecting her smooth skin and full vulva.
Although Li Fanghua had flirted with her boyfriend before, she had never felt such passion. She felt as if her whole body was on fire, as if ants were crawling all over her, both uncomfortable and pleasurable. Her vagina was so wet it was almost overflowing. She moaned, her hands removing Fang Zhenyu's panties, caressing him everywhere, focusing on his thick, long penis. Soon, she couldn't resist any longer. She pushed Fang Zhenyu away, kissed his hot member a few times, then lay down on the bed, raising her beautiful legs high, and cried out, "Good man, come and fuck me!"
Fang Zhenyu knew time was running out, and he needed a long time, so he didn't hold back. He gripped his spear, aimed at his target, and thrust in forcefully, pumping wildly.
"Ah!" Li Fanghua cried out in pleasure. She felt an unprecedented fullness inside her, an unprecedented impact. It seemed that every thrust hit her heart, so intense, so wonderful. She cried out, her buttocks bravely thrusting forward until her whole body trembled, her soul soaring to the heavens.
Fang Zhenyu held Li Fanghua and sat on the edge of the bed, pressing her tightly against him. He kissed her delicate face and asked, "Fanghua, is it beautiful?"
Li Fanghua swayed her hips, panting heavily, and replied, "Extremely beautiful. Boss, you are so strong, so brave!" She used adjectives indiscriminately.
“Then you can be vigorous too,” Fang Zhenyu said, his large hands supporting her round buttocks as he helped her.
Li Fanghua then began to move violently. She didn't have much experience in this area, relying mainly on Fang Zhenyu's guidance, but she still experienced orgasm after orgasm, finally reaching ecstasy with Fang Zhenyu. Afterwards, she clung tightly to Fang Zhenyu, saying nothing and unwilling to leave.
Fang Zhenyu checked the time and kissed her, signaling her to leave.
Although Li Fanghua was reluctant to part, she knew it wasn't wise to linger, so she dressed and left. Once outside, seeing Tan Chunmei's surprised yet radiant face, he whispered in her ear with a hint of pride and overflowing happiness, "Sister Chunmei, I've finally loved. That was true love, the most beautiful love, the blissful love—if you also want happiness, then be brave and go for it. He's a real man, a great man—" She used almost every adjective she knew before she finished speaking and drifted away, leaving a bewildered and confused Tan Chunmei staring blankly at the factory director's office inside.
On the evening of July 17, 1993, when Zhong Yuguang arrived at Xu Guanghua's house, it was nearly nine o'clock. Xu Guanghua had already showered and was watching television with his wife and grandson, Xiao Jian. Having followed Xu Guanghua for many years, he naturally knew his habits. Whenever Xu Guanghua had no work commitments in the evening, he would watch television at this time. Therefore, after calling Xu Guanghua's secretary in Linhai and learning that Xu Guanghua had no plans for the evening, he rushed over.
Seeing Zhong Yuguang enter carrying a large bag of fruit, Xu Guanghua smiled at his wife and said, "See, I told you so! I said someone wouldn't let me be idle tonight, and here he is."
Zhong Yuguang first greeted Mrs. Xu, then responded to Xiao Jian, before smiling at Xu Guanghua and saying, "You threw me into that tough and tiring place, and I'm too busy to handle it all, so of course I can't let you be idle either." His relationship with Xu Guanghua was quite close, which was why he dared to joke with him. He then took out a toy car model and handed it to Xiao Jian, saying, "This was bought for you by your mother's boss, Uncle Fang."
"Thank you, Uncle Zhong. And please thank Uncle Fang for me. How is my mom?" Xiao Jian asked, accepting the gift. Although only five years old, perhaps due to his good family upbringing, he acted like an adult.
"She's doing well. She works in a very difficult place, and Uncle Zhong sometimes doesn't see her."
"Then will you take me to see my mom? I miss her so much. And Uncle Fang, he bought me so many gifts, I want to thank him personally." Xiao Jian's face was full of longing for his mother. It turned out that every time Xu Xiangjun came back, Fang Zhenyu would buy something for Xiao Jian if he knew. Perhaps Fang Zhenyu especially understood children's preferences, because Xiao Jian loved any gift he bought.
"Okay, Uncle Zhong will definitely take you when he has time."
Knowing that Zhong Yuguang must have come to see Xu Guanghua, Madam Xu took Xiao Jian to the room to play.
Seeing them leave, Zhong Yuguang's expression turned serious. He solemnly said, "Secretary Xu, I have something important to report to you."
Xu Guanghua, however, seemed relaxed. He smiled and said, "Don't rush. Not only me, but many others want to know how you're doing in Linhai. I've called them all here. Tell me when they arrive, and we'll all listen together."
"That's great. I also want to get more support from everyone," Zhong Yuguang said. He felt that explaining to the leader privately would be more effective. Then, he asked suspiciously, "How did you know I would come tonight?"
Xu Guanghua smiled and said, "Do you think Xiao Du is your secretary?" It turned out that when Zhong Yuguang inquired about Xu Guanghua's plans for the evening from Xiao Du, Xiao Du had already reported to Xu Guanghua. How could Xu Guanghua not know what Zhong Yuguang was thinking? He even calculated the exact time of his arrival and had arranged for someone to wait for him at his home.
Zhong Yuguang felt embarrassed. Any matter involving a leader, big or small, had to be reported to them—this was the primary principle of being a leader's secretary. How could he, a municipal party secretary who had started as a secretary to a leader, have forgotten this? He even hoped Xu Guanghua didn't know. Just then, someone knocked on the door, and the housekeeper led in Director Zhan An of the Transportation Department and Vice Governor Wu, who was in charge of transportation and energy.
Both were Xu Guanghua's capable assistants and naturally acquainted with Zhong Yuguang. After exchanging pleasantries, Zhong Yuguang began to talk about Linhai. He had originally only intended to discuss Fang Zhenyu with Xu Guanghua, but Xu Guanghua had clearly summoned the two men, indicating that it wasn't just about understanding the general situation in Linhai, but rather about some major decision. So he recounted his actions since arriving in Linhai, focusing primarily on the port's development and construction, especially the successful operation of the Linhai Port Development and Investment Corporation under Fang Zhenyu's leadership, achieving remarkable results in a short period.
The three listened quietly, without interrupting, only nodding repeatedly. After listening, Wu and Zhan both looked at Xu Guanghua, who was deep in thought, without saying a word. Zhong Yuguang, of course, dared not speak either. After a long while, Xu Guanghua finally said, "It seems you've done quite a bit in Linhai, and quite well at that. Your greatest achievement is the port development, which was done by Fang Zhenyu. Your greatest achievement in this regard is your keen eye for talent and your effective use of Fang Zhenyu."
"You're right. Without Fang Zhenyu, the port would have started construction as usual, but it definitely wouldn't have reached today's scale and speed of development," Zhong Yuguang said confidently.
Xu Guanghua didn't continue the conversation but instead asked, "What about your riverside development? I've never heard you mention it before."
"It's about developing along both banks of the Jinhua River all the way to the port, forming a tourist belt. That was also Fang Zhenyu's idea," Zhong Yuguang briefly explained the plan.
"How much money does that require? Do you have that much money?" Vice Governor Wu asked.
"It's just a plan right now. Fang Zhenyu said that once the starting wharf and tourist area are completed, his company can operate normally, and he can then free up his time to gradually develop the riverside area. I asked him about his plan in detail, and I think it's feasible and suitable for Linhai's economic development speed."
Xu Guanghua seemed not to hear what Zhong Yuguang was saying, and just muttered to himself, "What kind of person is this Fang Zhenyu?"
Taking this opportunity, Zhong Yuguang said confidently, "He is definitely a rare talent, so I came here this time to ask the leaders to be lenient and let him off the hook, so that he can do a good job for our Linhai."
Xu Guanghua looked at Wu and Zhan, and all three of them laughed. Seeing that Zhong Yuguang was confused, he said, "You came tonight to plead for him regarding the sale of official positions, right?"
"Yes." Zhong Yuguang said honestly, while his heart sank. The leaders already knew about this matter, and it seemed that things would be difficult. But he didn't know why they were laughing, so he could only wait and see what they would say next.
After laughing, Xu Guanghua said, "If anyone is willing to contribute a billion or eighty million to my construction projects, I'll agree to appoint him as vice governor."
Zhong Yuguang began to feel relieved; judging from Xu Guanghua's tone, he wouldn't pursue the matter further. He then asked, "So, Secretary, you also approve of his approach?"
Xu Guanghua's expression hardened, and he said, "If I did that, it would be a joke; organizational principles must be upheld. But Fang Zhenyu's approach is different. It's a business; as long as it's not illegal, we can try anything that benefits economic development. What's the big deal about investigating?"
Zhong Yuguang was completely relieved and said with a sigh of relief, "That's great. I was really worried that you would oust him; I didn't know where to find someone to take over."
Seeing Zhong Yuguang's smugness, Xu Guanghua said, "Don't think you can exonerate him with just a few words. Zhan An conducted a fairly detailed investigation, and Xiangjun told me about it shortly after it happened, giving me a relatively objective and clear understanding of the whole story. Otherwise, it could have really escalated into a major incident. So, you still need to be careful and tell Fang Zhenyu to be less arrogant and not cause any more trouble."
It seems that sending Xu Xiangjun to Linhai has its advantages, Zhong Yuguang thought to himself. Fang Zhenyu was fine, and Zhong Yuguang felt that even if the sky fell, it wouldn't matter, so why would he argue with Xu Guanghua about these things? He chuckled, “Secretary, why don’t I call him over here so you can give him a proper lesson on how to be an official, so he won’t cause trouble again and I’ll have to come looking for you?”
“Don’t push that responsibility onto me. I already have enough trouble. Besides, if he were so obedient, he wouldn’t have given up being a teacher to start his own business. And once his edges are smoothed out, he becomes an official, and he’ll never have the same drive he has now. I’m not saying this to speak ill of myself, but once you become an official, you’re limited by the environment, you seek stability in everything, and you lose your drive. Let’s leave this matter at that. The reason I brought Vice Governor Wu and Director Zhan to meet with you today is actually because there’s something very important they need to discuss with you. They need your support.” Xu Guanghua said, turning to Wu and Zhan, “You two can discuss this matter.”
Zhan An glanced at Vice Governor Wu and said, “Actually, it’s not a big deal. I just want to borrow your trump card.”
“My trump card? What trump card do I have?” Zhong Yuguang asked in surprise.
“It’s that Fang Zhenyu of yours,” Vice Governor Wu said.
“No way,” Zhong Yuguang refused flatly.
“That would be good for you too,” Zhan An laughed.
“No benefit is greater than the benefit of me building the port. I won’t lose the big picture for a small gain.” Zhong Yuguang knew the saying, “
You get what you pay for.” Vice Governor Wu smiled, “Don’t be too anxious. I’m only borrowing him for a day or two occasionally. I’m telling you this because I want your support. Otherwise, we can go directly to him; he’ll agree, because that’s his idea too.”
“He wants to come to the province?” Zhong Yuguang was extremely anxious. If Fang Zhenyu wanted to leave, he probably couldn’t stop him.
"Of course not," Vice Governor Wu said. "The story is this: Last time, Director Zhan came to your Linhai to attend the port's groundbreaking ceremony and talked with Fang Zhenyu for a long time. Fang Zhenyu suggested that if a highway were built from north to south, connecting the entire province, it would greatly accelerate our province's economic development. Zhan An told me about this, and I thought it was quite creative, so I discussed it with relevant experts and scholars. When those experts and scholars heard this idea, they all greatly praised it, calling it a very scientific and innovative idea. After further research, I reported it to Secretary Xu, who believes that, given the current economic conditions of our province, building such a highway is feasible." The conditions are ripe, so the Transportation Department will be responsible for submitting the feasibility report. We think that since Fang Zhenyu was able to propose such an idea, he must have some understanding of it. Therefore, we would like to invite him to participate in our research and provide us with more ideas for the design of the plan. This will naturally take up some of his time. Actually, we could have contacted him directly, but considering that he is, after all, your most capable assistant in building the port, you would definitely be unhappy if we didn't consult you. Moreover, it would be difficult for us to find him without your help, so we are discussing this with you.”
Vice Governor Wu's words were very clear. Whether Zhong Yuguang agreed or not, Fang Zhenyu and his group were determined to approach him. What could Zhong Yuguang do? He could only sigh and say, "It seems I have no choice but to help you, but what good will it do me?"
"The benefits are, of course, enormous," Xu Guanghua interjected. "It seems you're not as farsighted as Fang Zhenyu. He actually intended to mention that idea to Zhan An."
"Oh? How so?" Zhan An was greatly surprised. He didn't know why Xu Guanghua had come to this conclusion. He remembered that Fang Zhenyu had mentioned this idea casually after he talked about the highway construction situation in the province.
Seeing the three looking at him with puzzled expressions, Xu Guanghua smiled wryly and said, "I know Zhan An thought he only mentioned it occasionally, but I know that even if you didn't bring it up, he would find a way to steer the conversation in that direction. This young man is too shrewd. Think about it, if this highway is completed, how much of a boost it will have on his port development, how much profit it will bring to his company? He's using us to make money for him. The ridiculous thing is, we've been used by him and have no choice but to do as he wishes, and willingly at that. Besides admiring his foresight, I also admire his understanding of the province's economic situation so well that he knew we could build this highway and that it was time to build it."
The three suddenly understood, and Zhong Yuguang secretly rejoiced that he had found such a talented person. He had also heard Fang Zhenyu say that he had a way to get the province to help him speed up the port development. When he asked him then, Fang Zhenyu just smiled and didn't say anything, but he never expected it to be such a brilliant method.
“Alright, let’s leave it at that. Yu Guang will handle contacting Fang Zhenyu. Let’s talk about some family matters. Yu Guang, you’re busy building the port and also busy dating, right?” Xu Guanghua asked with a smile.
Zhong Yu Guang was stunned for a moment. He knew about this too? Then he thought of Xu Xiangjun and understood. Everything in the world has its advantages and disadvantages. He replied, “Yes.”
“Xiangjun said she’s a good girl. Don’t bully her.”
“Of course not.” Zhong Yu Guang was originally a little worried that he would be dissatisfied because his relationship with Xu Xiangjun had failed. But seeing that he was calm, he was relieved.
“Is Xiao Ying alright?” Xu Guanghua asked with concern.
“She already knows about this. They get along quite well.” Zhong Yu Guang dared not mention that Zhong Ying had encouraged him to propose to Ning Yuheng.
“That’s good. Keep an eye out over there. It would be best if you could help Xiangjun find a good match.” Speaking of his daughter, Xu Guanghua’s face showed weariness.
Seeing this, Zhong Yu Guang agreed and took his leave. Stepping outside, he saw a clear, star-studded sky. His mood was completely different from when he arrived. Having resolved Fang Zhenyu's matter, he felt a sense of relief wash over him, and he longed to sing.
On Tuesday afternoon, July 20, 1993, at Baiyu Beach, Fang Zhenyu and Deng Tingfang laid wreaths before the towering monument. They circled the monument before gazing into the distance. Not far away lay Baiyu Beach, which Fang Zhenyu planned to develop. The beach was a pristine white expanse, and in the distance, the sea gently rippled, shimmering with golden light under the setting sun. A flock of seagulls skimmed across the water, and the seawater caressed the sand with a gentle lapping, creating a scene of perfect peace and harmony.
"So beautiful!" Deng Tingfang exclaimed.
"Yes!" Fang Zhenyu agreed wholeheartedly, adding, "In the future, although it will be bustling, I'm afraid it won't be as tranquil as it is now."
"My grandfather lives here, watching this sea every day. I come here almost every year," Deng Tingfang said. Her grandfather, Deng Ping, had sacrificed his life on this very beach. The monument houses the remains of 108 martyrs, including villagers from the surrounding area, hence its name, the Heroes' Monument. Deng Ping, a regimental commander, is the highest-ranking martyr on the monument.
"No one will forget their predecessors, much less those heroes who sacrificed for the people. The people here have great respect for the martyrs," Fang Zhenyu said. His words were well-founded; while the surrounding vegetation had been overgrown and disordered by the villagers, the area around the monument was lush with evergreen pines and cypresses, meticulously maintained, and the area around the monument itself was remarkably clean. "
Because their deeds and spirit are forever worthy of our emulation and will forever inspire future generations," Deng Tingfang said, her words filled with deep reverence. After
a moment of silence, Fang Zhenyu suggested they return. Deng Tingfang had been invited by Fang Zhenyu over the phone. She didn't know why he had called her, but strangely, she had dropped many important matters to attend to as soon as he summoned her. Fang Zhenyu hadn't asked her to do anything, and she hadn't asked. The two walked quietly, like a couple in love strolling in the countryside.
After dinner, everyone clamored to go swimming, and Wang Juan, who had returned from her holiday, even kindly borrowed a swimsuit for Deng Tingfang. So Fang Zhenyu decided to join everyone for a swim.
"Deputy Zhan, I'll take you, you let General Manager Fang ride, and General Manager Fang will take Lawyer Deng," Xu Xiangjun called out after the girls changed into their swimsuits and put their jackets back on. There wasn't any fresh water or changing room there yet, so everyone changed before going and then crossed the water on the way back.
Unexpectedly, Xu Xiangjun's words caused a burst of laughter. Zhan Dajun scolded Xu Xiangjun, "You're the one who'll let General Manager Fang ride!"
"Deputy Zhan, don't be shy, Sister Xiang is leading the way! Didn't she say she'd take you and let General Manager Fang ride? Of course, she went first," Shi Xiaoyan added fuel to the fire.
"You still dare to say that?" Zhan Dajun pretended to hit Shi Xiaoyan, but in his heart he thought, if I really wanted him to ride, why would I let her take me? Wouldn't I just go first?
Everyone burst into laughter again. The men didn't dare laugh too loudly and had to hurry up, because they couldn't afford to offend this group of women. The girls, laughing and joking, rode their bicycles towards Baiyu Beach.
Fang Zhenyu, wearing swimming trunks and shirtless, started Zhan Dajun's motorcycle and said to Deng Tingfang, "You better sit tight, my riding skills aren't very good."
Deng Tingfang looked at Fang Zhenyu's strong body, even just his back, and felt a stirring of desire, her heart pounding. She forced herself to calm down, sat sideways on top, wrapped her arms around Fang Zhenyu's waist, and said, "Is this okay? If we fall, we'll fall together." A long-lost masculine scent filled her nostrils, more pleasant than any other masculine scent she had ever smelled, and her heart pounded even harder.
Fang Zhenyu didn't notice Deng Tingfang's change of heart. He just felt that she wasn't sitting securely enough, but thinking that it wouldn't look good for a girl to straddle him, he said nothing more, started the motorcycle, and drove forward.
The road was uneven, and Fang Zhenyu's driving skills were indeed poor, causing the car to swerve from side to side. Deng Tingfang had no choice but to cling tightly to Fang Zhenyu in front of her, her full breasts rubbing against his strong back, making her feel itchy and stirring up long-forgotten thoughts of lovemaking. For the past two years, in pursuit of career success, she had practically acted like a man. At the last fundraising meeting, she had already developed an interest in this man who had miraculously risen to prominence, and she never expected to be so intimate with him today. She pressed her face against Fang Zhenyu's shoulder, wishing the road would never end.
Fang Zhenyu, afraid of causing Deng Tingfang to fall, focused on driving and didn't notice the sensual treatment she was giving him. Finally reaching the beach, he parked the car and noticed the men standing about a hundred meters away from the girls. He exclaimed, "Hey, what's wrong with you guys? There are so many beautiful girls for you to admire, and you're all hiding far away? Are you all colorblind?" He grabbed Deng Tingfang and rushed towards the chattering girls.
"You're the colorblind one! You have such a beautiful woman like me to hug, and you don't even hug me a little longer," Deng Tingfang thought to herself, but she dared not say it aloud. She followed him, rushing into the sea and into the group of girls.
Encouraged by Fang Zhenyu, the men also came over, but they didn't dare get as close as Fang Zhenyu. They only splashed water at them from a few meters away, but being able to admire their beauty up close was still a pleasant experience.
The girls, however, were different. They all crowded around Fang Zhenyu, their breasts and round buttocks occasionally brushing against his strong body. Each of them wore a happy expression, but to avoid suspicion, they occasionally flirted with the other men.
Deng Tingfang initially mingled with them, not feeling uncomfortable seeing them so close to Fang Zhenyu and so intimately interacting with each other. She was simply puzzled. Generally, women are prone to jealousy, and these attractive women were clearly trying to seduce Fang Zhenyu. Was it all an act? She couldn't help but step aside and observe more closely.
Her intimate contact with Fang Zhenyu had stirred her heart and heightened her desire, but after soaking in the sea, that desire quickly dissipated. Standing there, she couldn't see anything unusual about them. Then she thought of herself. Wasn't she strange too? She was quite beautiful (her success in her career was probably partly due to this; her beauty and elegant demeanor at least made a good impression on judges and jurors), and had dated two boyfriends with whom she had developed close relationships. But seeing them flirting with other girls, she dumped them without hesitation. Yet, seeing Fang Zhenyu so intimately with these beauties, she felt no displeasure. Finally, she attributed it to a lack of feelings for Fang Zhenyu; it was merely a physiological reaction caused by excessive contact.
"Tingfang, what are you thinking about?" Fang Zhenyu appeared beside her unnoticed, his voice pleasant, almost magnetic, drawing Deng Tingfang in.
Deng Tingfang snapped out of her reverie and said, "I was thinking, how wonderful it would be if I could be with you all more often!" Though not entirely true, it was from the heart.
Fang Zhenyu, gazing at the growing waves in the distance, said, "Everyone has their own career, their own space for development. As long as we're working towards a common ideal, even if we're not together and our paths diverge, we can still feel happy and joyful."
Deng Tingfang was deeply moved. Separated by distance, yet connected at heart—what a profound state of being! She said, "I just feel I haven't been able to help you much."
"Actually, I'm already very grateful that you unconditionally became our company's legal counsel. Besides, you can help me right now," Fang Zhenyu said.
Help me now? What does that mean? Does he want me to help him bathe? Deng Tingfang's heart skipped a beat. She and her ex-boyfriend had experienced the thrill of bathing together in the sea, and it felt wonderful. Although she wasn't promiscuous, she had had sexual relations with both of her ex-boyfriends. She felt a strong attraction to this man, and if things continued to develop, having sex once or twice wouldn't be out of the question. But they were already together, and he wanted her to do this? She said somewhat discontentedly, "Want me to scrub your back?"
"What are you thinking?" Fang Zhenyu laughed. He noticed Deng Tingfang's hesitation and thought she was thinking about something else, but he hadn't expected her to be thinking about sex.
Deng Tingfang was a little shy, but still stubbornly said, "Or, is there anything I can help you with right now?"
"I mean, my work these next two days."
"These next two days is fine, what do you mean 'right now'? You've made a mistake regarding timing. If this goes to court, you'll lose." Deng Tingfang didn't admit that she had misunderstood, but instead put on her lawyer's act, seemingly embarrassed and angry, but actually just being coquettish with Fang Zhenyu.
"Okay, I guess I was wrong," Fang Zhenyu said with a wry smile. He didn't understand why girls were so fond of acting coquettishly.
"That's right, what do you mean 'I guess'?" Deng Tingfang still wouldn't let it go. A wave crashed over her, and she lost her balance, falling into Fang Zhenyu's arms.
"Careful," Fang Zhenyu steadied her and let go of her.
"Couldn't you help me steady myself?" Seeing that Fang Zhenyu wasn't trying to take advantage of her, but rather offering himself up, Deng Tingfang took Fang Zhenyu's arm and wrapped it around her slender waist until he had her firmly in his arms. Only then did she ask, "Tell me, what do you need me to do?"
"The monument needs to be moved," Fang Zhenyu said.
"Move it then, why do you need my help? Even if I carried it on my shoulders, how many bricks could I possibly carry?" Deng Tingfang unconsciously moved even closer to Fang Zhenyu.
Seeing that Deng Tingfang still didn't understand her situation, Fang Zhenyu further explained, "This involves the feelings of many veteran cadres and families of martyrs. The veteran cadres are easier to deal with, but those villagers... things could easily escalate into a major incident."
Deng Tingfang, being a shrewd and perceptive person, immediately understood Fang Zhenyu's intention and said, "I understand. Tell me, what do you want me to do?"
Fang Zhenyu was overjoyed; talking to a smart person was so easy. He tightened his grip, actually cupping Deng Tingfang's ample breasts, but he didn't notice and continued, "I want you to visit some villages these next few days, to meet with some families of martyrs, to let the villagers know your identity, and then you can come out and speak for them."
Fang Zhenyu's hand cupped her breasts, and Deng Tingfang felt very comfortable. She simply snuggled into Fang Zhenyu's arms, enjoying the feeling of a man's embrace. She also felt that Fang Zhenyu's method was the most effective way to resolve those people's emotions, and couldn't help but praise, "You're so smart." She immediately added, "Don't worry, I will definitely handle this for you, but there's one condition."
"What's the condition?"
Deng Tingfang whispered, "Kiss me." She felt her face heat up after saying that, but still raised her delicate face.
Fang Zhenyu was used to this kind of request from girls. Seeing that it was dark and no one else would see, he kissed Deng Tingfang's lips and whispered affectionately, "Thank you!"
Deng Tingfang was very excited. Although Fang Zhenyu didn't have a physical reaction, she could feel his manhood. She asked, "Mr. Fang, am I ugly?"
"How could you be? You're a great beauty."
"Then why don't you have any reaction?" Deng Tingfang's hand touched Fang Zhenyu's private parts.
Fang Zhenyu was startled and didn't know what to do when he heard Shi Xiaoyan call out, "Mr. Fang, Attorney Deng, let's go back." He quickly released Deng Tingfang and pulled her ashore.
On the way back, Deng Tingfang was very happy and excited. She sang and hugged Fang Zhenyu tightly, enjoying the wonderful friction.

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