[Rebirth and Mystery: Who Am I?] (Part 1)

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What does it feel like to go from heaven to hell? In the morning, she was excited about becoming the mistress of the Zhou family; in the afternoon
, she was packed into a wooden crate and transported away like cargo. For Gu Wanyu, who aspired to be a truly wealthy lady, this
was going from heaven to hell. June in Jiangdong was already quite humid. Those who hadn't experienced it firsthand wouldn't
know what it felt like to be locked in a wooden crate just big enough to fit one person in such weather.
The journey from Chengjiang to Lingjiang was only a little over two hours, but for Gu Wanyu, it felt like an eternity. She even thought
she would die.
A loud "Bang!" jolted the dazed Gu Wanyu so hard her internal organs seemed to shift. If her mouth hadn't
been taped shut, she would have vomited up all the bile in her stomach. Gu Wanyu, who was about to faint,
regained consciousness. To prevent injury during transport, Xu Yuan had foam padding placed around the wooden crate and had
Gu Wanyu sit inside like a recliner. However, this made the already cramped crate even more stuffy.
Gu Wanyu was already somewhat dehydrated, but her body was soaked in sweat, filling the crate with
her sour, nauseating odor.
Light filtering through the cracks in the crate told Gu Wanyu it was still daytime. Gu Wanyu only knew that she had
been tied up and placed in the crate around 1 PM; it was still light, so she had probably been on the road for four or five hours. She hadn't
eaten lunch and was trapped in the crate, thirsty and hungry. Gu Wanyu was terrified she would die on the road. Now that she had reached
her destination, she was actually somewhat relieved to be alive and not trapped to death.
*Thump! Thump! Thump!* The thuds, almost hitting her ears, made Gu Wanyu's head throb. She
was truly afraid that the people outside might accidentally crush her while dismantling the wooden crate—that would be such a terrible injustice. *Thump! Thump! Thump!* After a few more
blows, the lid of the wooden crate was finally removed, and the blinding sunlight shone on Gu Wanyu's face. Already accustomed to the dim
light, Gu Wanyu couldn't open her eyes in the sunlight, only sensing a figure moving before her. After about
half a minute, Gu Wanyu finally recognized the person standing before her—it was none other than her beloved Yu
Long, the brother who brought her endless joy.
A sinister smile played on Fang Yulong's lips as he peered at Gu Wanyu from beside a meter-high wooden crate.
The beautiful woman wore a black and red floral dress with wide straps, her hands bound beneath her arched knees. Her arms
clasped her full breasts, creating a deep cleavage. Glistening sweat glistened on her fair skin, and a few strands of hair
clung to her smooth neck. The thin floral dress, soaked with sweat, clung to her body, revealing
the outline of a coffee-colored bra. The dress hem fell to her upper thighs, exposing her smooth calves to the sun.
On her feet were open-toed leather sandals, her toenails painted a delicate pink, adding to her refined beauty.
Although Gu Wanyu reeked of sweat, the sight of her still stirred a desire within him to vent his desires on her body
.
Under the sunlight, Fang Yulong stood up straight, his bare upper body revealing clearly defined muscles, which
exerted a strong sense of oppression on Gu Wanyu,
who was curled up in the box. At that moment, she appeared so small in front of Fang Yulong, like a lamb to the slaughter. Fang Yulong bent down and untied the ropes binding Gu Wanyu's hands and feet, lifting the beautiful woman's body
out of the wooden box.
Gu Wanyu looked around and found herself on a desolate old dock. Apart from a patch of old concrete around her,
the rest of the area was overgrown with waist-high weeds. Where was she? Was she in Lingjiang?
Why had Xu Yuan brought her here? And who was the man behind her? Even if Gu Wanyu was naive, she knew that Fang Yulong was
in cahoots with Xu Yuan, but she didn't know what role Fang Yulong played in this matter, nor did she know
how Fang Yulong would deal with her.
Gu Wanyu was pressed against the wooden box by Fang Yulong, emitting low whimpers. *Smack!* Fang Yulong
slapped the beautiful woman's buttocks hard, making a crisp sound. The pain brought tears to Gu Wanyu's eyes, and she sobbed
. "Why are you crying? Didn't you always want to kill Zhou Dajiang and then let me fuck you? Now your
wish has come true, you should be happy." Fang Yulong slapped Gu Wanyu's buttocks again, tearing
open the beautiful woman's narrow black panties with a tearing sound.
Originally, Fang Yulong wasn't particularly interested in Gu Wanyu, but seeing her bound and placed in the wooden box
, he suddenly felt a desire to release his pent-up desire. Having slept with many types of women, Fang Yulong had never slept with
a woman like a commodity, packed in a wooden box, let alone one dressed in a sexy dress. Just looking at her
made him hard.
Due to the stress and heat of the transport process, coupled with a lack of hydration,
Gu Wanyu's vagina was completely dry, except for some slippery sweat on her labia. Even when Fang Yulong inserted his finger,
it felt tight and difficult, like a dehydrated sponge completely contracted. However, Fang Yulong's movements didn't
soften because of the dryness; instead, he thrust in even harder. Compared to the man's strong, powerful fingers,
the dry vagina was still much softer.
The sudden insertion of a finger into her tightly closed, dry vagina caused Gu Wanyu both shame and pain. Her body stiffened, pressing forward against
the opening of the wooden box, causing her a sharp abdominal pain. A low "woo-woo" sound escaped her sealed mouth. Fang
Yulong ignored Gu Wanyu's struggles, his finger moving in and out of the beautiful woman's vagina, occasionally stroking
her plump labia. Slowly, Gu Wanyu's vagina began to moisten. Fang Yulong felt it was about time,
pulled down his loose beach shorts, and thrust his erect penis into Gu Wanyu's vulva.
Although they hadn't met many times, most of their meetings involved intercourse.
Now that this charade was over, Gu Wanyu thought Fang Yulong wouldn't be as eager to have sex with her as before.
Unexpectedly, Fang Yulong was still the same; he had barely lifted her out of the wooden box before inserting his thick penis into her
wet vagina. This was the first time in so many encounters that Gu Wanyu felt no pleasure during intercourse with the strong man behind her.
Her body was almost dehydrated, and her vagina was dry. Although Fang Yulong had inserted his fingers a few times, his
fingers were no match for the large glans. Fang Yulong thought it was enough, and then forcefully shoved his large glans
inside, almost rubbing away the tender skin inside her vagina. This was real rape; the man behind her was violently
raping her!
What made Gu Wanyu even more uncomfortable was that her lower abdomen was pressed against the opening of the wooden box, and she was only wearing a thin
floral dress, almost like naked skin rubbing against a wooden board. Moreover, Fang Yulong's strength was immense, giving
the feeling that he would crush the wooden box.
"Ugh..." Gu Wanyu let out a deathly moan. That morning she had been secretly pleased about Zhou Dajiang's death
, but she hadn't expected it all to benefit someone else. Xu Yuan had gone to such lengths to use her to get rid of Zhou Dajiang; he must
have a complete plan to control Huasheng, and she herself had eliminated Zhou Dajiang, Xu Yuan's biggest obstacle. Behind her
, where was the now-brutal man? Why had Xu Yuan brought her here to him?
Gu Wanyu felt weak all over, but the cool breeze by the river kept her clear-headed. There seemed to be figures
moving on the opposite bank in the distance, and the man behind her showed no intention of avoiding them. Perhaps he thought the people on the riverbank couldn't see this side,
or perhaps he simply didn't care. Fang Yulong removed the tape from Gu Wanyu's mouth, and Gu Wanyu, now able to speak,
immediately pleaded, "Please... be gentle... it hurts..."
"Pain my ass... you slut, it's not like it's the first time I've fucked you, stop pretending to be innocent." Fang Yulong pressed down on Gu
Wanyu and thrust again. Gu Wanyu's vagina had now become a warm, slippery little hole, tightly enveloping
the man's glans, a sensation that was both grinding and sucking, incredibly pleasurable. Ignoring Gu Wanyu's discomfort from the violent rape, Fang Yulong
forcefully ripped off the beautiful woman's dress. However, with her hands still bound behind her back and the dress
still in place, Fang Yulong went berserk, tearing the dress to shreds and stripping her bra
bare. Her sweat-soaked back glistened in the sunlight, prompting Fang Yulong to
slap her back twice.
"Ah!" Gu Wanyu screamed repeatedly. The woman's back was smooth and delicate, unlike her buttocks which had so
much flesh. The two slaps from Fang Yulong made her feel as if her breasts were being pierced. Perhaps Gu Wanyu's screams
were too loud, for figures in the farmland across the river were peering in their direction. "You slut, why are you yelling so loudly? Look,
people on the other side of the river are coming to see you." Under the scorching sun, Fang Yulong grabbed Gu Wanyu's wrist with one hand and the beautiful
woman's shoulder with the other, his thick penis thrusting in and out of her wet vagina.
"Ah..." Hearing that people on the other side were watching them, Gu Wanyu, who had been looking down, struggled to lift her head. Sure
enough, she saw two farm women working on the other side staring at them. Gu Wanyu's body trembled with shame
. "No... let them see us..." Although Gu Wanyu wasn't exactly a chaste woman, the
thought of having sex in broad daylight by the river, being watched by farm women on the other side, filled her with immense shame. Gu Wanyu, who longed to be a noblewoman, felt utterly humiliated.
Fang Yulong could clearly feel Gu Wanyu's vagina spasming from shame, sucking on his penis and glans
, allowing him to feel the burning tightness deep within the beautiful woman's vagina. It was like a
cavity filled with warm water tightly enveloping his glans and gently sucking, a feeling that was particularly comfortable in the hot sunlight,
as if the whole world consisted only of the two of them in the midst of their passionate lovemaking.
"Scream, scream louder." Fang Yulong naturally had no intention of showing any mercy to Gu Wanyu,
pressing down on the beautiful woman's body and thrusting hard, deeply inserting his thick penis into her vagina. His surging
desire made Fang Yulong's penis incredibly thick, hitting the beautiful woman's cervix, causing unbearable numbness.
"Ah...it hurts...be gentle...please be gentle..." Gu Wanyu's lower abdomen pressed against the opening of the wooden box, the pain
causing her to vomit. Fearing that continuing like this would damage Gu Wanyu's stomach, Fang Yulong
took two foam mats from the wooden box and placed them on the ground to make a makeshift mattress. He then pulled Gu Wanyu
onto the foam mats like a horse riding a horse.
While fucking Gu Wanyu's pussy, Fang Yulong untied the ropes binding the beautiful woman's wrists, making
her lie on the ground like a puppy. Gu Wanyu felt much more relaxed now that she was free, but she was still weak
and could only support herself on the foam mat with her upper body, her round buttocks raised for Fang Yulong to fuck. Changing
positions, Gu Wanyu quickly adapted to Fang Yulong's large penis. Although her vagina still ached slightly, she
could bear it.
Fang Yulong didn't have any special love for Gu Wanyu; it was purely a matter of physical release. It wasn't until four o'clock, when the
sun was already setting, that Fang Yulong withdrew his penis, now filled with ejaculation, from Gu Wanyu's swollen vulva. Gu Wanyu remained lying
on the foam mat, her body exhausted from the intense orgasm, she had long since fainted.
"Get up!" Fang Yulong pulled up his beach shorts and whipped Gu Wanyu's smooth back hard with the rope,
leaving bloody welts on the beautiful woman's back. The intense pain immediately snapped Gu Wanyu back to reality. Dragging her
limp body forward to avoid the whip, she rolled over and pleaded with Fang Yulong, "Don't hit me... I'll
do whatever you say." The beautiful woman's dress had been torn to shreds by Fang Yulong, only the hem still covering her
burning vulva.
"Come on, to that little hut over there." Fang Yulong put away the rope, and Gu Wanyu immediately struggled to her feet. Looking at
the desolate docks and the peasant women still working in the fields on the opposite bank of the river, she prayed that those women would stop looking
in her direction. From the place where Gu Wanyu had been raped to the hut, there were still twenty or thirty meters to go. Gu Wanyu, her groin aching ,
could only move with small, hesitant steps, struggling to keep up with Fang Yulong.
"You… what is your name?" Once inside the hut, Gu Wanyu asked Fang Yulong. The answer was
the lash of a whip, this time a real leather whip, striking Gu Wanyu's buttocks. It wouldn't hurt her, but
it was extremely painful.
"From now on, I am your master. You must call me master. You cannot ask
any questions when I forbid it, understand?" Fang Yulong stopped whipping her, his eyes fixed on Gu Wanyu, making her heart
tremble uncontrollably. The man before her was completely different from the man she knew.
"Did you understand?" Fang Yulong suddenly raised his voice and whipped Gu Wanyu.
"I understand. Master, I understand." Gu Wanyu was in excruciating pain from Fang Yulong's whipping, realizing that
the man she had once been intimate with wasn't acting.
Gu Wanyu had fantasized about the wonderful life she would have with Fang Yulong after becoming a true noblewoman,
but she never imagined that one day she would become a sex slave kneeling beside him. The huge gap between reality and her dreams
was unbearable for her. Gu Wanyu knew that Xu Yuan had a triad background; did Fang Yulong have the same background
? In Gu Wanyu's mind, these people were lawless and dared to do anything. What if they got tired of her and
sold her to a brothel? Thinking about her possible future, Gu Wanyu felt a sense of despair.
She was now a fugitive murderer, afraid to even call the police, and could only let Fang Yulong do as he pleased.
After showering, Fang Yulong sat on the sofa bed, while Gu Wanyu, equally naked, knelt on the floor, one hand
holding Fang Yulong's thick penis and carefully licking it. A foreign instructional video was playing on the television not far away,
teaching women how to perform oral sex on men and how to achieve greater pleasure. Gu Wanyu held the man's penis
, mimicking the squeezing motions of a vaginal orgasm while caressing it, her alluring lips sucking on the glans
. Gu Wanyu had once used oral sex to please Zhou Dajiang, but now she realized she still had much to learn in this area. For example, she needed to 　　practice for a long time
to fully take the man's large penis into her mouth . 　　"Do you know your worth? Do you know why I brought you to Lingjiang?" Fang Yulong grabbed Gu Wanyu 　　's long, smooth hair, which had become soft after her shower, and suddenly pulled it up, causing Gu Wanyu to gasp in pain. 　　"I know, I know. My value is to serve my master with my body." 　　"You really are a slut. You think I need a vicious woman like you? Let me tell you, if it weren't 　　for your knowledge of Huasheng's secrets, I wouldn't bother with you. You'd have been arrested by the police long ago. Tonight, 　　you'll write down everything about Huasheng here—who in management did what illegal things, 　　write down everything you know. I'll be checking in the next few days. If you write too little and it's not valuable, I'll 　　hand you over to the police again. If you write well, I'll keep you and make you my nanny. How about that? 　　My reward is pretty humane, isn't it? You worked so hard to get rid of Zhou Dajiang just so I could fuck you, right? 　　I'll grant you that wish." 　　"Yes, I'll write everything down. Please, master, don't hand me over to the police." 　　"So you just want to stay by my side so I can fuck you every day?" 　　"Yes." Compared to handing her over to the police, Gu Wanyu naturally wanted to stay by Fang Yulong's side. Even if Fang 　　Yulong fucked her every day, she would be willing. She killed Zhou Dajiang for this purpose, except that originally she wanted to keep Fang 　　Yulong as her mistress, but now she had become Fang Yulong's sex slave. 　　Gu Wanyu went hungry for several more days at the old dock. Fang Yulong only gave her water and some fruit, saying that if she 　　couldn't write anything useful, he would let her starve to death on the dock. Fortunately, Gu Wanyu still had water to drink and fruit 　　to eat. Although she felt very hungry, she still had the strength to recall things. In the past few days, Gu Wanyu racked her brains and 　　wrote several thousand words on the computer. In the end, she stared blankly at the document on the computer screen, not knowing whether Fang Yulong was satisfied with 　　what she had written. 　　A few days later, Fang Yulong went to the old dock again and asked Gu Wanyu if she knew about enemas. When Gu Wanyu heard Fang 　　Yulong mention an enema, she assumed he was going to penetrate her anus, and her heart pounded with fear. A man's penis is so big; 　　it would be a miracle if it didn't tear her anus. Despite her fear, Gu Wanyu dared not lie to Fang Yulong. Besides, if Fang Yulong really wanted to penetrate 　　her anus, even if she said she hadn't heard of it, it wouldn't prevent it. 　　"Go to the bathroom and wash your ass clean," Fang Yulong said, taking his laptop and checking 　　the document Gu Wanyu had written. Gu Wanyu had never had an enema before, but the equipment was simple, and she quickly figured out how to 　　clean her intestines. During her first enema, Gu Wanyu felt a burning sensation in her anus. After finishing the enema and washing 　　herself, she heard the sound of a car outside, and then she heard Fang Yulong talking to a strange man 　　about painting. Gu Wanyu wrapped herself in a large towel and left the bathroom. Inside the room, a strangely dressed 　　man stood opposite Fang Yulong. After Gu Wanyu left, he turned to look at her. 　　The new man spread a large white cloth on the floor and had Gu Wanyu stand on it. Gu Wanyu turned 　　to look at Fang Yulong, who nodded slightly and told her to lie down on the floor. Gu Wanyu thought Fang Yulong 　　had ordered the strangely dressed man to rape her, but she dared not disobey his orders and lay down. 　　The strange man pulled off the large towel wrapped around Gu Wanyu's body, stared at the beautiful woman's naked body for a long time before 　　leading her to open the box. Gu Wanyu realized that Fang Yulong had ordered someone to do 　　body painting on her, to transform her into a beautiful leopard. 　　The strangely dressed man seemed unreliable, but he was incredibly meticulous in his work, 　　carefully sketching Gu Wanyu's body with a brush, not missing an inch of the beautiful woman's skin, not even 　　overlooking her anus and labia. Of course, those areas were more private and didn't require such detailed painting, but the breasts were 　　a prominent part of the body, and the man painted them with exceptional patience, brushing the brush repeatedly on Gu Wanyu's nipples 　　until they became engorged and swollen. Gu Wanyu wondered if this strange man often 　　painted on women's bodies, and whether he thought about having sex with women while painting. 　　After half a day of work, the body painting on Gu Wanyu was finally completed. Except for her face, neck, palms, and 　　soles, the rest of her body was covered in exquisite leopard print, like she was wearing a perfectly fitted leopard print bodysuit. 　　After the man who was drawing left, Fang Yulong turned on his computer and carefully examined Gu Wanyu, then gestured for her to crawl around on the floor 　　. Gu Wanyu knelt on the floor and crawled back and forth at Fang Yulong's feet twice. Gu Wanyu had also heard that some men had 　　peculiar fetishes, enjoying training women into various kinds of lewd beasts. Did Fang Yulong want to train her into a 　　female leopard? 　　"Master, I will be obedient. I really only know this much about Huasheng." Gu Wanyu thought that Fang 　　Yulong was dissatisfied with what she had written and was therefore trying to find another way to torture her.

"Not bad, your writing is excellent. I will reward you handsomely and take you to a nice place tonight. Now,
go and rinse yourself off with water."
"Yes, Master." Gu Wanyu was overjoyed when Fang Yulong told her to take a shower and rushed to the bathroom
. However, she immediately discovered that water couldn't wash away the paint on her body; instead, it made her leopard print look
even more vibrant. Fang Yulong said at the door, "Don't dawdle. This paint was specially prepared for you.
No special chemicals are needed to wash it off; it will last for a month." Gu Wanyu was stunned. Just a few days ago, she was
the wife of the chairman of Huasheng, but now she had completely become a man's plaything.
Gu Wanyu put on a black transparent trench coat, tied at the waist with a ribbon, making her stand out even from a distance
. At this moment, Gu Wanyu couldn't appear in public, so Fang Yulong
put a sun hat and sunglasses on her when he took her out. The black, sheer trench coat made Gu Wanyu's body paint look more like a leopard-print
bodysuit. On the streets of Lingjiang at dusk, many people saw the striking leopard print on Gu Wanyu's body, but no
one suspected it was painted on. Around seven o'clock, the park began to fill up again. Under the dim streetlights, Gu
Wanyu became bolder, looking around as she walked.
Fang Yulong searched for a suitable target in the crowd, leading Gu Wanyu towards a more populated area. In the park
square, a group of middle-aged women were doing square dancing, surrounded by many people. A lewd-looking middle-aged man kept
staring at Gu Wanyu. Fang Yulong saw the middle-aged man and a mischievous smile appeared on his face, thinking, "
You'll get your chance tonight."
Fang Yulong pulled Gu Wanyu to the middle-aged man's side and whispered, "Brother, wanna play?"
The middle-aged man was a little nervous when Fang Yulong pulled Gu Wanyu to his side, thinking
he'd been caught peeping at someone's girlfriend and was coming to cause trouble. He hadn't expected Fang Yulong to come and ask if he wanted to play. The lewd-looking middle-aged man
thought for a moment and then asked Fang Yulong how much to play.
"Twenty for touching the top, fifty for touching the bottom." Gu Wanyu trembled slightly upon hearing this. What was this guy up to now
? Was she only worth fifty yuan? Gu Wanyu knew Fang Yulong wasn't after money; he was doing this purely for
fun. The former chairman's wife was now worse off than a nightclub hostess, reduced to
the lowest-class prostitute wandering the park.
"How much for sex?" Gu Wanyu was wearing sunglasses, so the middle-aged man couldn't see her face, but he was
already satisfied with her hot figure.
"If you can't have sex, you can have her give you a handjob, just one yuan will do."
"Okay, where do we go?" The man
immediately agreed when Fang Yulong said that a handjob only cost one hundred yuan and he could also touch Gu Wanyu's sensitive areas.
"Let's go to the grove over there." Fang Yulong pulled Gu Wanyu towards the grove west of the square. The middle-
aged man was still hesitant, but when he saw Fang Yulong's hand pressing and kneading Gu Wanyu's plump, round buttocks
, he immediately followed. When they reached a secluded spot, Fang Yulong opened his palm and waved it at the middle-aged man,
who then took out his wallet, pulled out a hundred-yuan bill, and stuffed it into Fang Yulong's hand.
"Young man, can I touch her now?" The middle-aged man, seeing that Fang Yulong was tall and strong, didn't dare to do anything reckless and
asked Fang Yulong first. Fang Yulong nodded, letting the middle-aged man touch her as he pleased. The middle-aged man was overjoyed and pressed both hands
onto Gu Wanyu's buttocks. In an instant, the middle-aged man beamed with joy. This stunning woman wasn't wearing underwear!
Still believing it, he looked down and saw that his hand was indeed touching the woman's leopard-print leggings, but
there was no obstruction.
"Don't look. She doesn't have money to buy pants right now, so she drew them on herself. Big brother, you can touch her little cunt; it's
very wet." Fang Yulong finished speaking and even touched Gu Wanyu's vulva from the front. Gu Wanyu's
face flushed red when she heard Fang Yulong tell the strange middle-aged man to touch her vulva. When Fang Yulong touched her like that, her legs clamped tightly together.
"Smack!" Fang Yulong slapped Gu Wanyu's buttocks. "Loosen up a bit. It's so tight,
how can anyone touch you? The customer is king. If you keep acting like this, who will do business with you?"
Hearing Fang Yulong say this, the middle-aged man became even more convinced that Gu Wanyu was a newcomer to prostitution. He was still hesitant
and excitedly spread Gu Wanyu's legs, fiddling with her vulva with his fingers. Although it was in
a small grove at night, a square was only ten meters away, bustling with people. Gu Wanyu, almost completely naked,
was both nervous and excited as a strange man touched her vulva, and soon she became aroused. For the past few days, Gu Wanyu
had only eaten fruit and drank water when she felt hungry; now she had a lot of water in her body. The middle-aged
man felt that Gu Wanyu's vagina was already wet, so he inserted his fingers into her vagina again, enjoying
the wonderful feeling of the warm vagina squeezing his hand. He said to Fang Yulong, "Little brother, I'll pay more,
an extra hundred yuan, how about I give you a blowjob?"
"Are you wearing a condom?" Faced with Fang Yulong's question, the middle-aged man shook his head helplessly.
"You slut, why aren't you using your hands to serve your customer?" Fang Yulong pressed one hand on Gu Wanyu's chest and squeezed
her breast hard. Gu Wanyu winced in pain, and her slender hand reached into the stranger's crotch. The lewd middle-aged
man was about the same height as Gu Wanyu. Excited by Gu Wanyu touching his crotch, he leaned against her, took
out his penis from his pants, and rubbed it against Gu Wanyu's smooth buttocks. With nowhere to hide, Gu Wanyu leaned against Fang
Yulong, grabbing the stranger's penis with one hand. Gu Wanyu didn't look back to see how
big the stranger's penis was, but it felt much smaller than Fang Yulong's. Gu Wanyu thought to herself, "This tiny thing
wants to fuck me? Doesn't he even know his place?"
Fang Yulong and the middle-aged man, with Gu Wanyu between them, walked back and forth in the grove. Suddenly, a young couple
came from the other side of the path. Every few meters along the path, there was a streetlamp, casting a pale white light
. The light wasn't strong, but visibility was within a meter or two. The two groups met at a streetlamp, and the woman opposite
saw Gu Wanyu masturbating, as if she were holding onto the middle-aged man's penis
like a rope.
Gu Wanyu saw a couple walking towards her from the opposite direction, and her heart leaped into her throat. Her hands gripped her clothes tightly.
The middle-aged man, equally tense, was on the verge of ejaculation when he saw the couple across the street staring at
his crotch. A stream of semen shot out, like a moth flitting past a streetlamp, then trickling
down like a slug, landing on Gu Wanyu's hand. Gu Wanyu felt a heat on her hand and immediately pulled away from the middle-aged man's penis.
"Ah! Pervert!" The young woman across the street, seeing this, immediately leaned against her boyfriend.
The two passed each other, and the young man glanced back, just in time to see Fang Yulong and the middle-aged man's hands
both on Gu Wanyu's buttocks. Was threesomes now fashionable?
Now in a secluded spot, the middle-aged man, having enjoyed his pleasure, was already infatuated with Gu Wanyu and actually asked Fang Yulong
if he was coming to the park tomorrow; he wanted to have sex with her. Fang Yulong said yes, tomorrow night at ten o'clock, waiting on the bench in the grove
. The middle-aged man believed him and happily left. Fang Yulong took Gu Wanyu
to wash her hands in the park's pool, then led her to an old factory building by the river in the suburbs.
Gu Wanyu was puzzled to see Fang Yulong wearing a mask while driving, but once inside the factory, she understood
why. Gu Wanyu never imagined that such a lewd gathering existed in Jiangdong. Gu
Wanyu wasn't stupid; she quickly understood the situation: those wearing masks held high status, while those not wearing masks held
low status, or even no status at all. The fact that the man beside her wouldn't put a mask on her showed how low her status was
.
Entering a private room, a strikingly beautiful woman brought over a special set of clothes for Gu Wanyu to wear.
These clothes were actually sex toys. Leopard-print fur garments, draped over Gu Wanyu's limbs, along with a
long leopard tail and pointed leopard-print ears, made her kneeling on the ground resemble a real female leopard.
The glamorous woman left, and two strong men entered. One of them placed a leather collar around Gu Wanyu
's neck and led her out like a dog. Gu Wanyu was truly on the verge of collapse. Although
she had crawled on the floor in the small shack at the old dock, that was only a short distance, and there was only one man, Fang Yulong, in that room.
Now, however, she was in a huge old factory building, with hundreds of people reveling inside. Gu Wanyu dared not resist;
the man leading her held a whip, ready to lash her if she showed the slightest disobedience.
Was he really going to train her into a sex beast to make money for him? Gu Wanyu crawled along the aisle, already noticing
men staring at her. As soon as she climbed onto the wooden stage, she became the center of attention for the men. Because Gu Wanyu
wasn't wearing a mask, the men below could clearly see her alluring face. Also because she wasn't masked,
the men assumed she was being auctioned off by the organizers for their amusement. Before it even started, a man shouted
, "I want this woman!" His shout was followed by the others.
Gu Wanyu was stunned by the shouts from below the stage, trembling uncontrollably as she lay on it. Oh God, she was really
going to be trained into a beast to make money for Fang Yulong. "No…" Before Gu Wanyu could finish her sentence,
the man behind her lashed her with a whip. The intense pain made her realize the reality; at this moment, she had no
chance to resist. Seeing Gu Wanyu being whipped, the men in the audience viewed her even more as an untamed beast,
their interest in her growing even stronger, and they screamed from below. Just as Gu Wanyu was feeling sorrow for her future,
a glamorous woman walked up to her and said to the men in the audience, "Ladies and gentlemen, this leopard woman is a VIP's
personal pet, brought here for everyone to enjoy. If you are interested, there are many other beautiful women and handsome men
for you to choose from."
Hearing the woman's words and the murmurs from the men, Gu Wanyu knew that Fang Yulong didn't intend to use her to
make money, but merely to show her off. She felt a strange sense of joy, as if becoming Fang Yulong's
personal pet was perfectly natural. At that moment, Gu Wanyu even thought about how to be a good personal pet for Fang Yulong,
so as not to displease the man and be trained into a beast who earns money with her body, even less than a prostitute.
Just as Gu Wanyu was feeling confused, another man crouched behind her and
inserted a black dildo into her vagina. Gu Wanyu already had the crystal handle of the leopard tail inserted in her anus, and now a
thick rubber dildo was inside her vagina, making her feel as if her lower body was being torn apart by foreign objects. The man turned it on, and the dildo
vibrated with a "buzzing" sound, continuously vibrating inside Gu Wanyu's vagina. Soon, Gu Wanyu's vagina
was overflowing with vaginal fluid, making her long to be filled with a man's large penis. Although the black dildo was large,
it was just a fake, and it would never have the same oppressive feeling of being conquered by a man.
Gu Wanyu was tied to a frame that could rotate up, down, left, and right. The frame was right next to the wooden platform. Whenever
the frame was rotated, Gu Wanyu's spread legs would extend over the edge of the platform, allowing the men below to see
her leopard-print vulva up close, as well as the black dildo vibrating inside. Several lustful men
even touched Gu Wanyu's thighs, seemingly trying to confirm whether the leopard print was painted on or if she was wearing tight-fitting
pants with that pattern.
Amidst the laughter of the crowd, Fang
Yulong, wearing a tiger mask, a tiger-print bodysuit, and completely naked from the waist down, walked onto the platform. Seeing Fang Yulong's large penis, the men below fell silent. Although Fang Yulong rarely
came here, his performances with Zhang Chongyue were deeply ingrained in the public consciousness. Seeing Fang Yulong's large and strange penis,
they knew that the leopard-print woman on the platform was this pervert's private concubine.
In a room opposite the wooden platform, Hai Fenghuang was sitting on a leather swing. Xu Yuan stood
between her thighs, his erect penis inserted into her vagina. "Sister Hai, since you organized this club,
haven't you met any particularly handsome and powerful men?" Xu Yuan held Hai Fenghuang's legs with both hands, using
the momentum of her swinging on the swing to thrust his hips forward, inserting his thick penis all the way into her vagina, the glans probing her clitoris
.
"What? Are you jealous? You've seen all the handsome men here, haven't you? If you don't trust me,
just come and see me often. Apart from that pervert, I've never seen a man more impressive than you. It's a pity that
guy is a VIP; he'd definitely look down on a used-up flower like me, otherwise I'd really like to have
some kind of relationship with him." Hai Fenghuang finished speaking and giggled, which angered Xu Yuan, who then grabbed her buttocks and thrust into her repeatedly.
Hai Fenghuang gasped and begged for mercy, "Good man... I was wrong... Please slow down... have mercy on me
."
Xu Yuan slowed his thrusts, and the two became tenderly entwined. At this moment, shouts came from the hall.
Xu Yuan carried Hai Fenghuang to the window and saw the beautiful leopard lying on the wooden platform. He asked Hai Fenghuang what was going on
. Hai Fenghuang said that there was definitely no such program tonight, and that some VIP must have brought their private pet to show off. Hearing Hai Fenghuang
say this, Xu Yuan ignored the leopard woman on the platform and had Hai Fenghuang lie on the windowsill.
He thrust and pounded into Hai Fenghuang's pert and round buttocks again, sending Hai Fenghuang to the peak of orgasm once more.
After the orgasm, Xu Yuan sat on the sofa to rest. Hai Fenghuang lay on his chest and asked Xu Yuan what business he had in Lingjiang this time
. Xu Yuan then told Hai Fenghuang about the events after Zhou Dajiang's death and Zhou Hongwei's absconding with the money.
"Isn't Zhou Hongwei's escape exactly what you wanted?" Since leaving Chengjiang, Hai Fenghuang hasn't returned
. She only heard about Hua Sheng's situation from Xu Yuan. Xu Yuan should be happy that Zhou Hongwei escaped, so why is
he feeling uneasy?
"I wouldn't be worried if Zhou Hongwei ran away empty-handed. He took all of Huasheng's funds with him when he ran
. If Huasheng's situation blows up, everyone will be in trouble. The people I brought here don't want that to happen either
."
"So you came to Lingjiang to discuss this with him?"
"That's just one thing. There's also your matter, Sister Hai. Didn't you say this land was going to be taken away
? Why don't you come and help me? I've already bought the original Hauge Nightclub, and it will reopen next week.
You know that the guy surnamed Ma left a house by the river. I already opened a nightclub there, and now it's being merged
into the Hauge Nightclub. It will become a women's club catering to rich women, with the same name as the one in the city,
Jinxiu City. Only the sign there will be pink. I want Sister Hai to manage the affairs there.
Xiaoxue will own half of that club."
As the two were talking, the frantic shouts of men and women came from outside again. Xu Yuan and Hai Fenghuang, wearing exquisite
masks, walked to the noisy wooden platform. On the platform, a strong, tiger-faced man was
publicly having sex with a seductive leopard woman, his thick penis mostly exposed. Amidst the women's screams, he thrust it forcefully into
her vagina. Many women below screamed, as if the thick penis was being forcefully inserted into their
vaginas.
Gu Wanyu was tied to a frame, unable to move freely, but her thighs had some range of motion.
When Fang Yulong's penis entered her vagina, her legs clamped tightly around his waist and hips, passionately responding to his
assault. Her breasts swayed violently with the exertion, rubbing against Fang Yulong's strong chest again and again
, allowing both of them to feel each other's burning heat. Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Fang Yulong's penis swelled
to its maximum size, while Gu Wanyu's vagina overflowed with lustful fluids. Gushes of love juice
gushed from the gap where their genitals met, spraying onto Fang Yulong's crotch. Fang Yulong felt intense pleasure from the friction of Gu Wanyu's full breasts, and with
warm lustful fluids spraying from his crotch, he grasped Gu Wanyu's round buttocks with both hands, forcefully spreading the beautiful woman's vagina. His
thick penis slowly withdrew, leaving only the glans at the entrance of her vagina, before
thrusting it back into her wet, fleshy opening. As Fang Yulong's bulging, veiny penis plunged into Gu Wanyu's wet, lustful hole again,
the glans pushed open the vagina, squeezing out the lustful fluids with a "plop" sound.
The vaginal fluids and air were forced into Gu Wanyu's uterus, causing her eyes to roll back and
her whole body to tremble with pleasure. Although it had already been penetrated by a dildo, Gu Wanyu's vagina still seemed very narrow to Fang Yulong.
The countless delicate folds on the inner walls of her vagina were like tiny mouths sucking on the man's thick penis. The writhing vaginal
flesh, like a snake's mouth, bit Fang Yulong's penis, swallowing it deeper into the vagina, guiding the man's iron-fist-like glans
to penetrate her vagina and pierce deep into her core.
When Fang Yulong's glans reached the very back of Gu Wanyu's vagina, a strange sensation filled Fang Yulong
's brain. Although only his penis was tightly wrapped by the warm, moist soft flesh around it, he felt as if his entire body
was enveloped by this warm, soft flesh. Fang Yulong thrust a few times, feeling the muscles in Gu Wanyu's little pussy
contracting and relaxing repeatedly, like a smooth little hand tightly gripping his penis and sliding it along. Fang Yulong
stopped thrusting, letting his glans rest at the deepest part of Gu Wanyu's little pussy, savoring that strange and wonderful feeling. On
the wooden platform, Gu Wanyu was completely immersed in the erotic world dominated by Fang Yulong,
letting out high-pitched moans with each powerful thrust. After a moment, Fang Yulong withdrew his penis from Gu Wanyu's vagina, turned the stand, and turned
Gu Wanyu's face towards the crowd watching the performance below. He reached his hands under Gu Wanyu's armpits, his fingers tightly gripping
Gu Wanyu's breasts, and thrust his penis back into the beautiful woman's little pussy.
After hundreds of thrusts, Gu Wanyu's body began to convulse intermittently,
her body, bound to the frame, becoming increasingly tense. Suddenly, the beautiful woman's delicate vulva, like a mouth, sucked on his glans, continuously drawing it in.
Her cervix spasmed, and a gush of hot, slippery vaginal fluid gushed out. Fang Yulong felt
the squeezing caused by Gu Wanyu's vaginal spasms, and the warm flow drenching his glans. He knew that Gu Wanyu's body was in the midst of a powerful orgasm, and hurriedly
pressed his large glans firmly against the beautiful woman's delicate vulva, fully enjoying the
exquisite sensation of the beautiful woman's hot vaginal fluid spraying onto his glans. After that wave of wonderful pleasure subsided, Gu Wanyu looked at the frenzied erotic men and women below the stage,
and involuntarily let out seductive moans.
Gu Wanyu was tied to a frame, so Fang Yulong didn't need to support her body during intercourse; his hands were
free to move on her body. After Gu Wanyu's orgasm subsided, Fang Yulong grabbed the beautiful
woman's breast with one hand and tightened his grip on the leather collar around her neck with the other, then thrust his penis
violently into Gu Wanyu's vagina again. Gu Wanyu struggled desperately, trying to breathe, but the leather collar constricted her throat,
preventing her from getting fresh air. Fang Yulong pulled the collar tighter and tighter; Gu Wanyu felt her head throb and her
vision go black. Her chest felt like it was being crushed by a boulder, unable to open her mouth. At that moment, Gu Wanyu trembled with fear, even
thinking that Fang Yulong was going to strangle her in public. The beautiful woman's once pretty face turned purplish-red from suffocation, contorted in pain.
It was somewhat terrifying. The men and women below the stage screamed with excitement at the sight of Gu Wanyu's death throes.
Fang Yulong, while pinching Gu Wanyu's breasts, tightened his grip on the beautiful woman's neck. His thick, hard
penis thrust wildly into her convulsing vagina. "Ah..." Gu Wanyu's clenched fists trembled, bound
to the frame, and a low, barely audible growl escaped her throat. Suddenly, Fang
Yulong loosened the collar, and Gu Wanyu's tense body relaxed abruptly. With a convulsive spasm,
a stream of urine gushed from her urethra, drenching the men and women watching the spectacle below
, eliciting curses and shouts from the crowd. Feeling as if she had been resurrected, Gu Wanyu felt utterly devoid of shame
and lost control of her body. One spurt of urine followed another. Gu Wanyu's body
continued to tremble, her empty eyes staring at the crowd below, emitting
plaintive moans as the man's penis thrust in and out. Urine gushed from her vagina, which Fang Yulong was thrusting into while supporting her buttocks, each spurt
closer than the last, as if her body was growing weaker.
Fang Yulong rotated the frame, turning Gu Wanyu's body to a horizontal position, so that her face was down facing the
crowd below, and then thrust his large penis into her vagina again. This time, Fang Yulong grabbed
the dildo inserted into Gu Wanyu's anus. The fake tail was fixed to her anus, and Fang Yulong grabbed it, stirring
the crystal handle inside, attacking the beautiful woman's lower body along with his large penis.
Gu Wanyu's face was flushed with orgasm, a few strands of hair damp with sweat, clinging to
her delicate red cheeks. Gu Wanyu no longer cared that she was having sex with a man in front of a group of people, letting out
high-pitched screams as Fang Yulong thrust into her from both ends. Xu Yuan and Hai Fenghuang, standing at the back of the crowd, were stunned when they saw Gu Wanyu's face. Hai Fenghuang knew
that Gu Wanyu had been handed over to Xu Yuan's new backer, and her sudden appearance here, especially since that perverted man was a VIP
, must be related to Xu Yuan's new backer, or perhaps Xu Yuan himself had found someone to rely on. Xu Yuan also didn't expect that
the pervert he had encountered earlier would be Fang Yulong, and now, looking at Fang Yulong's figure, the more he looked, the more it resembled him. Tiger Man and Leopard Woman,
this guy certainly has a talent for acting.
In the small room, Gu Wanyu, who had fainted from ecstasy, finally woke up. Her mind was filled with
fragmented memories of having sex on the wooden platform in front of a group of people. Thinking back on it now, she was still a little scared. If Fang Yulong
really strangled her, would anyone remember her? Gu Wanyu sat up from the carpet and found Fang Yulong sitting
on the sofa next to her. Seeing that she was awake, he beckoned to her with his finger. Without thinking, Gu Wanyu crawled to Fang
Yulong's side and took his still-smelling penis into her mouth.
"That pervert is your new backer, right? Who is he?" Hai Fenghuang had always been full of
curiosity about Fang Yulong. Although she had a good relationship with Fang Huijun, she didn't dare to ask Fang Huijun such confidential matters. Her
relationship with Xu Yuan was different. After learning that the pervert was someone Xu Yuan knew, she immediately asked curiously after returning to the small room
.
"Sister Hai, you'll know who he is when Jinxiu City opens in a few days."
"I won't go if you don't tell me." Hai Fenghuang straddled Xu Yuan's lap, pinching his cheeks with both hands.
"Sister Hai, this isn't like you. In a few days, you'll be able to unravel the mystery yourself. Isn't that more
fun?"
After two months of operations, the people from Lingzhi Company returned Lu Mengling's stock account to Fang Yulong, and
the funds in the account increased from 20 million to 43 million. Fang Yulong returned the original 20 million to Qiao Wanrong and
Gu Yu, and used the remaining funds to invest in the Haoge Nightclub that Xu Yuan had acquired, renaming it Jinxiu City and reopening it.
Compared to the bustling opening of Jinxiu City in the city, the opening of Pink Jinxiu City in the suburbs of Lingjiang was much more low-key
. Because her daughter was one of the shareholders, Liang Hongyu did not attend the opening ceremony in the city, but instead attended
the opening ceremony of Pink Jinxiu City in full dress. As the general manager of Pink Jinxiu City, Hai Fenghuang was also dressed in full dress,
welcoming the guests with her sister Liang Xue. The Pink Splendor City was exclusively for women, and those who came to support it were naturally
the wealthy ladies of Lingjiang City. Even the male guests were accompanied by their wives or female companions.
Lu Mengling, another shareholder, was also dressed in her finest attire and was currently conversing with Liang Hongyu. Hai Fenghuang
asked Liang Xue, "Xiaoxue, is your mother very familiar with that Lu Mengling?"
"Yes. That Lu Mengling is the Fang family's goddaughter. She often plays chess and discusses music theory with my mother, and sometimes she even choreographs
dances."
The Fang family's goddaughter? Hai Fenghuang knew that Xu Yuanxin's new backer was very powerful in Jiangdong. Could he be the top
official in Jiangdong? Could that mysterious young man be the newly crowned heir of Jiangdong? A little while later, Fang Yulong
arrived with several women to support Lu Mengling, attracting the attention of Liang Hongyu, Hai Fenghuang, and the other guests. Some
people had already recognized the wealthy lady who had arrived as Qiao Qiurong, the newly appointed general manager of Lingjiang Chemical. Of course, people were more concerned about her
status as the governor's wife. Hai Fenghuang was somewhat bewildered. Wasn't Xu Yuan's new backer the Fang family? Why was Qiao Qiurong
here to show her support?
Xu Yuan didn't recognize Qiao Qiurong, but he had already spotted Qiao Wanrong beside her. Seeing Hai Fenghuang
staring blankly at the women, he gently patted her bottom. Hai Fenghuang turned and glared at Xu Yuan, blaming him for not
explaining clearly. If she had known Qiao Qiurong was coming, she would have definitely arranged a more special welcome ceremony. However, Hai Fenghuang had
misunderstood Xu Yuan; he still didn't know who Qiao Qiurong was.
Hai Fenghuang and Liang Hongyu went to greet Qiao Qiurong. Xu Yuan
was quite surprised to see Hai Fenghuang and Liang Hongyu being so enthusiastic towards the middle-aged beauty beside Fang Yulong. Hai Fenghuang glanced at
Fang Yulong, who was accompanying Qiao Qiurong; his physique matched that of the mysterious guest. Could it be that she had really misjudged things before, and that Xu Yuan's real backer
was the Zhang family? Hai Fenghuang had met Zhang Chonghua once before, but she had never heard that Zhang Chonghua had a younger brother.
Hai Fenghuang turned her gaze to Fang Huijun, who had arrived earlier, and sure enough, she saw Fang Huijun staring intently at Fang Yulong.
Hai Fenghuang was certain that the mysterious, eccentric man was Fang Yulong, but she still couldn't determine his
relationship with the Zhang family. Fang Yulong saw Liang Hongyu and smiled slightly at the beautiful woman. Liang Hongyu also smiled and
nodded to Fang Yulong. Liang Hongyu knew that Fang Yulong would come to support Lu Mengling, but she hadn't expected him to bring Qiao Qiurong.
"Come here. Didn't they say the Fang and Zhang families didn't get along? Were all those rumors false?"
Fang Yulong and Xu Yuan didn't say much after meeting, only exchanging congratulations. After Fang Yulong and the others went inside, Xu
Yuan asked Hai Fenghuang who the middle-aged noblewoman beside Fang Yulong was. Hai Fenghuang stared wide-eyed
at Xu Yuan with suspicion, asking incredulously, "You don't know her?"
"I've never seen her before, but I've seen that young woman next to her many times."
"Qiao Wanrong? Is she the one who helped you settle things in Chengjiang?"
"Sister Hai knows her name too?"
"Xu Yuan, are you stupid or what? Qiao Wanrong keeps a low profile in Lingjiang, but many people in official circles know her
. You asked her for help, and you don't even know her identity?"
Xu Yuan realized that Fang Yulong's mistress had an astonishing background and chuckled awkwardly, "Our cooperation
was through an intermediary; I really don't know her specific identity."
"The woman you're asking about is Qiao Qiurong, Qiao Wanrong's elder sister, the new general manager of Lingjiang Chemical. Now you
know, right?"
The new general manager of Lingjiang Chemical is the governor's wife, isn't she? Then Qiao Wanrong is Governor Zhang Weijun's sister-in-law
. Thinking of Qiao Wanrong's demure demeanor beside Fang Yulong, Xu Yuan still couldn't believe she possessed such a distinguished
status. Xu Yuan knew the Fang family was secretly helping him, but since they had Qiao Wanrong act as their representative,
wouldn't everyone who knew her identity assume the Zhang family was behind it? If the Fang family was so cautious, shouldn't he be even more careful?
Seeing Xu Yuan lost in thought, Hai Fenghuang chuckled, "Do you know her identity, and since she's
beautiful, you want to seduce her?"
"Hmm... Ah? Sister Hai, what did you say?"
Hai Fenghuang giggled, returning to Liang Xue's side, only to see Fang Yulong standing beside Lu Mengling,
talking to Lu Mengling and Liang Hongyu. To confirm Fang Yulong's identity, Hai Fenghuang pulled Liang Xue to the three of them and
said to Lu Mengling, "Mengling, from now on we're partners. I wish us a pleasant cooperation."
"President Lin, Pink Splendor City will still rely on your hard work. Mengling thanks you in advance." Lu Mengling
smiled and introduced Hai Fenghuang to Fang Yulong. Hai Fenghuang knew Fang Yulong's name and heard Lu Mengling call him "
brother," which made her somewhat confused. Could it be that Xu Yuan had simultaneously established connections with both the Fang and Zhang families? Rumor had it that the Fang and Zhang
families were irreconcilable enemies, yet Fang Yulong had come with the Qiao sisters today—it was truly bizarre.
Sex pheromones are chemical substances secreted by animals that affect other individuals within a certain range
. The sex pheromone contained in Fang Yulong's urine is called pheromones. It originates from steroids in the body
and can be emitted from sweat glands and skin surface cells, directly affecting the subconscious layer of the recipient's brain responsible for emotions
. There are many types of pheromones. One type is the trigger pheromone, which can cause immediate behavioral
changes in companions or the opposite sex. Another type, the activator pheromone, can have a long-term effect, first changing physiology and then influencing behavior. Many
animals secrete this hormone during courtship, a phenomenon known in the animal kingdom as courtship chemical warfare.
Ji Chunhua sent some test results about Fang Yulong to Zhao Weiyang, asking
her to find a way to obtain more of Fang Yulong's blood for further research. The old man believed that Fang Yulong's most significant difference from ordinary people was that his
sex pheromones were significantly higher than normal. Indeed,
it is extremely rare in any animal group for sex pheromones to remain at a higher concentration than normal after twelve hours of exposure to air; such individuals usually become the leaders of the group.
Zhao Weiyang didn't quite understand, so she searched for related information online. This sex pheromone is
released through urine, sweat glands, and surface cells. This hormone is oxidized in the air, and
it is indeed rare for it to remain for such a long time as in Fang Yulong's case. Could Fang Ying have been influenced by this hormone, which is why she was attracted to Fang Yulong? Wouldn't Fang
Yulong be incredibly attractive to women? Should she tell Fang Ying that she might have fallen for a womanizer
?
Zhao Weiyang closed her laptop, her eyes snapping back to the times she and Fang Yulong played judo together. She was on top
of him, and accidentally grabbed his genitals. Ugh! Zhao Weiyang blushed and cursed herself.
She closed her eyes again, remembering lying on the recliner, Fang Yulong massaging her, interrupted by Fang Ying, his hand
sliding between her thighs, his fingers even touching her most intimate parts. She wondered if he even
noticed. Zhao Weiyang shook her head vigorously, then thought of the task her great-uncle had given her. How
could she get more of Fang Yulong's blood for her great-uncle's research?
In early July, Fang Yulong and Fang Ying were originally scheduled to go to Haicheng, but Zhao Weiyang called Fang Yulong
there a day early, telling him to come to Future Company to see her. Fang Yulong set off in the afternoon, arriving in Haicheng after 2 PM
. Future Company was located in the Yintai Building in Haicheng, not far from the famous Haicheng Pedestrian Street. Fang Yulong strolled around the pedestrian street before heading to Future Company. Because of the heat, Fang Yulong was wearing a t-shirt and shorts, 　　and he sweated profusely
while walking , making him look somewhat disheveled. The receptionist at Future Company 　　looked at Fang Yulong with surprise when she heard he was looking for Zhao Weiyang. The receptionist didn't know Zhao Weiyang's identity, but as a senior manager of a large, powerful 　　company, men who came to see Zhao Weiyang were usually impeccably dressed. 　　The receptionist called Zhao Weiyang to confirm that Fang Yulong was there before telling him 　　which office Zhao Weiyang was in. The lobby was quiet, with the occasional sound of typing and quiet conversations, but 　　most people were engrossed in their work. 　　A row of offices was separated from the lobby by glass partitions. In the middle of Zhao Weiyang's office was a 　　small single room of about ten square meters. Through the striped glass, one could see Zhao Weiyang sitting upright in a swivel chair. Fang Yulong gently knocked on the door and entered 　　. Zhao Weiyang smiled slightly upon seeing Fang Yulong and asked him to sit down 　　for a while while she dealt with her work. 　　Fang Yulong sat down in the chair opposite Zhao Weiyang, watching her work diligently. Zhao Weiyang was wearing a gray 　　women's suit jacket over a light red striped stand-up collar blouse, looking very capable. Because the office was small 　　, a faint, elegant fragrance filled the air, giving Fang Yulong a refreshing feeling.

About ten minutes later, Zhao Weiyang finished her work, closed her laptop, and asked Fang Yulong why he was so late. Fang
Yulong said it was still late; he had rushed to Haicheng as soon as he received the call. "Sister Weiyang, what's
the matter that you called me in such a hurry?"
Zhao Weiyang had asked Fang Yulong to come to Haicheng to take him to a party, and
she frowned when she saw Fang Yulong wearing a casual t-shirt and shorts. Unable to resist, she began to complain, "Fang Yulong, why are you dressed like this in Haicheng?
You look like a country bumpkin in the city."
"Sister Weiyang, I'm just here to have fun, not to work. There's no need for a suit and tie; it's very
hot outside."
"Why aren't you working? What are you planning to do during your summer vacation? Xiaoying told me you worked at your aunt's company before
. What's wrong with working at Future Company now? Feeling wronged?"
"No, it's just that Haicheng is too far away. I can go back to Lingjiang to work."
"No way! Who will know what kind of job you're doing back in Lingjiang? Here, the three of us can keep a close eye on
you, making sure you work hard and earn money, and learn the hardship of earning it early. Besides, you're going to be my sparring partner
. How can you be a sparring partner if you're working back in Lingjiang? I'll take you shopping for clothes after work; consider it a belated welcome gift."
When it was time to leave work, Fang Yulong and Zhao Weiyang went out together. Reaching the front desk, Zhao Weiyang slowed her pace
. Fang Yulong saw a young man in his late twenties standing at the front desk, holding a bouquet of bright red roses.
Seeing Zhao Weiyang slow her pace, Fang Yulong knew the man was one of her suitors.
"Weiyang, hello. Do you have time tonight? I've made a reservation at Lantian." The man presented the roses
, intending to invite Zhao Weiyang to dinner. Zhao Weiyang accepted the flowers and said, "Gu Yuhang, thank you for the flowers,
but unfortunately, my cousin just arrived in Haicheng today, and I need to settle him in." Zhao Weiyang had asked Fang Yulong to come to
Haicheng early so he could pretend to be her boyfriend, but she hadn't expected Gu Yuhang to run into him first. Fang Yulong's disguise
didn't seem like that of her boyfriend, so she had to change her mind at the last minute.
Seeing Fang Yulong carrying a sports bag and looking travel-worn, Gu Yuhang didn't doubt Zhao Weiyang's words at all.
He smiled and said, "Weiyang, it's alright. Your cousin is coming to Haicheng, so let me treat you."
"No, my cousin is still young. It's not appropriate for him to hang out with you guys," Zhao Weiyang decisively rejected Gu Yuhang
's advances. Gu Yuhang wanted to argue with Zhao Weiyang a bit more, but she coldly shut him down, so he had no choice but
to leave dejectedly. After Gu Yuhang had walked away, Zhao Weiyang threw the flowers into the trash can and turned back to Fang Yulong, saying
, "What are you still standing there for? Come on."
"Sister Weiyang, when did I become your cousin?"
"What's wrong? Feeling cheated? Am I not worthy to be your sister?" Fang Yulong quickly shook his head and asked
Zhao Weiyang what would happen if that guy came again tomorrow. He couldn't use him as a shield every day.
"Gu Yuhang isn't from Haicheng. He only came here for business and will leave in a day or two at most. I'm
in a good mood today, so I'll treat you to dinner tonight, so Xiaoying won't complain when she gets back that I've neglected you. I'll go to the mall to
buy you some clothes later, and I have to go to a party tonight." Zhao Weiyang was worried that Gu Yuhang was still waiting downstairs, so she called Fang
Yulong to go downstairs with her, but they didn't see Gu Yuhang again. "Going to a party? Is there a special mission?" Fang Yulong 　　felt tricked by Zhao Weiyang
when she said he was going to a party . 　　"Smart!" Zhao Weiyang lightly flicked Fang Yulong's forehead with her finger. "Sister, I have to attend 　　a party at the last minute. Gu Yuhang is a friend of the organizer, so he'll definitely be there. I called you over 　　because I wanted you to pretend to be my boyfriend, but Gu Yuhang came to my company. You look like you're fleeing a disaster. 　　If you said you were my boyfriend, Gu Yuhang would definitely be suspicious. So I had to say you're my cousin, just visiting Haicheng." Fang 　　Yulong was speechless. Anyone who could pester Zhao Weiyang must come from a wealthy family. Wasn't this just asking for trouble? Luckily, he was only 　　pretending to be Zhao Weiyang's cousin. If he really was her boyfriend, Gu Yuhang would have eaten him alive. 　　Fang Yulong asked Zhao Weiyang for details. Zhao Weiyang told Fang Yulong that there was a Japanese businessman at the party, 　　a client that Luo Mingxuan wanted to meet. Luo Mingxuan was still in Hong Kong and had asked Xia Mo to meet with the Japanese businessman. Xia Mo was also 　　accompanying the British client on a business trip in Haicheng and the surrounding areas, and then asked her to meet with the Japanese businessman as well. Fang Yulong immediately 　　knew Zhao Weiyang was talking about a business gathering, the kind he'd never want to attend; there was no common 　　ground. 　　"Sister Weiyang, I'm still young, am I really not suited for this kind of gathering?" 　　Zhao Weiyang couldn't help but swear, "Young my ass!" She blushed afterward, "I'm not asking you 　　to be my boyfriend, just my cousin. If Gu Yuhang asks me out, I'll just say I'm going shopping in Haicheng with you and I 　　don't have time." 　　"Sister Weiyang, I think if you don't like that guy, you should just tell him directly. There's no 　　need to drag it out like this." 　　Zhao Weiyang, of course, knew Fang Yulong's thoughts, glared at him, and said, "Am I that pathetic that I 　　won't even come with you once? You think I haven't told that guy surnamed Gu that some things can't be done too harshly, like rejecting someone 　　; you have to be tactful. Actually, as long as you don't encounter someone shameless, being tactful is fine; everyone saves face 　　. It's just that this guy surnamed Gu is quite shameless, and I can't help it. Are all men shameless?" 　　"Sister Weiyang, don't drag me into this. Actually, I'm quite shy." 　　Zhao Weiyang took Fang Yulong to a small restaurant for dinner. After dinner, they went to the pedestrian street and she picked out an 　　outfit for Fang Yulong that resembled the typical white-collar workers in Haicheng. Fang Yulong looked a bit more mature in it. The Three Witches 　　rented a large apartment in a hotel-style apartment not far from the Yintai Building. It had three bedrooms, two living rooms, and two bathrooms, with each of them having their own room 　　. Because they were going to a party, Zhao Weiyang changed into a dark blue one-shoulder long evening gown. The dress wasn't avant-garde, 　　but it was elegant and graceful, making Zhao Weiyang, who had always been perceived as aloof by Fang Yulong, appear more gentle and refined. 　　The party was held at a famous club in Haicheng. Not long after Fang Yulong followed Zhao Weiyang inside, a woman 　　came to greet them. The woman looked to be in her late twenties, wearing a sexy evening gown and exquisite 　　evening makeup. Perhaps because Fang Yulong was used to seeing women with bare faces and light makeup around him, the woman in front of him, although sexy and beautiful,

He always felt there was a bewitching quality about the woman, even her smiles seemed like fake masks. The woman
was very tall, almost as tall as Fang Yulong in his heels, giving him a strong sense of pressure.
Fang Yulong estimated her heels were about seven or eight centimeters high, and guessed she was about the same height as Fang Ying barefoot.
"Weiyang, who is this lady next to you?" the woman asked Zhao Weiyang after glancing
at Fang Yulong. Fang Yulong knew they were close from her conversation.
"Ruohua, this is my cousin, Fang Yulong. Yulong, Ruohua is my senior, you should call her Sister Ruohua."
Fang Yulong addressed her as Sister Ruohua, and the two became acquainted. Xu Ruohua smiled and nodded to Fang Yulong, saying there were still
some guests to attend to, and asked Zhao Weiyang and Fang Yulong to go inside and sit down. After Xu Ruohua left, Fang Yulong asked Zhao Weiyang
who she was. Zhao Weiyang told Fang Yulong that Xu Ruohua was from Lingjiang, the daughter-in-law of Wu Jing's Liu family. The Liu family patriarch
was the president of the Haicheng Jiangdong Chamber of Commerce, and this business gathering was initiated by the Liu family; Xu Ruohua was essentially the hostess.
"Is she the friend you mentioned, Weiyang?"
"She's not just my friend; she's even closer to your cousin. Gu Yuhang knows her husband, and it probably
won't be long before Gu Yuhang and Ruohua's husband arrive."
Zhao Weiyang led Fang Yulong to a relatively quiet corner and told him about the Liu family and Gu Yuhang
. Not long after, Xu Ruohua came to find Zhao Weiyang, saying that the Japanese guests she was waiting for had arrived. Zhao Weiyang
told Fang Yulong to sit and wait while she went to meet the Japanese guests. Fang Yulong could only watch Zhao Weiyang leave. From afar,
Fang Yulong saw that the person talking to Zhao Weiyang was an elderly man in his sixties.
Fang Yulong took a glass of red wine and sat down in his chair, but no one approached him to chat. Several scantily clad
single women wanted to approach Fang Yulong, but seeing his ordinary clothes and youthful appearance,
they refrained. Fang Yulong, feeling rather bored, took a liking to the paintings on the club wall and began wandering around with a wine glass in hand. Unexpectedly,
he bumped into Gu Yuhang with a young man in his late twenties, accompanied by several others.
"Isn't this cousin Fang? Where's your cousin?" Gu Yuhang, seeing Fang Yulong, knew Zhao Weiyang was nearby and
quickly came over to greet him.
"My cousin is discussing business with a Japanese businessman,"
the man beside Gu Yuhang whispered to him, recognizing him as Fang Yulong. When Gu Yuhang
told him that Fang Yulong was Zhao Weiyang's cousin, the man smiled and extended his hand to Fang Yulong:
"So you're Cousin Fang. My name is Liu Boyang. My wife, Ruohua, is a good friend of your cousin."
Fang Yulong shook hands lightly with Liu Boyang and said, "So you're Brother Liu. I've already met Sister Ruohua
." Fang Yulong released his hand and carefully examined Liu Boyang. He was of medium build and slightly overweight. Fang Yulong
thought of the tall and slender Xu Ruohua and felt that the two of them didn't seem very well-matched. However,
he hadn't seen Liu Boyang and Xu Ruohua together at the party.
Suddenly, the lonely Fang Yulong was surrounded by people. Gu Yuhang and Liu Boyang kept asking Fang
Yulong about himself. Fang Yulong only said that he came from Lingjiang and had come to Haicheng to play during his summer vacation. Liu Boyang
became even more excited when he heard that Fang Yulong was from Lingjiang, saying that Xu Ruohua was also from Lingjiang and that they could keep in touch. Faced
with Liu Boyang and Gu Yuhang's enthusiasm, Fang Yulong was somewhat overwhelmed. Just then, Zhao Weiyang arrived, and Gu Yuhang and
Liu Boyang ignored Fang Yulong and went to talk to her.
After leaving the club, Fang Yulong asked Zhao Weiyang why Liu Boyang was fawning over her. Zhao Weiyang countered by asking
how Fang Yulong knew. Fang Yulong explained that Liu Boyang had previously ignored him, but after hearing he was her cousin , he
became incredibly enthusiastic towards him; even a fool would know it was because of her. Zhao Weiyang didn't hide anything from Fang Yulong, saying that her father
was being transferred to Haicheng at the end of the year. Fang Yulong suddenly understood; no wonder Liu Boyang was so eager to curry favor with Zhao Weiyang—he must
have found out about this through Gu Yuhang. It seemed the Zhao family had won the race for the Haicheng Municipal Party Committee Secretary position
.
Fang Yulong then asked Zhao Weiyang how her business deal with the Japanese businessman was going. Zhao Weiyang said there definitely wouldn't be any results in the short term
, and this matter would have to wait until Luo Mingxuan returned before discussing it further. The Japanese businessmen, however, agreed to go to Wu Jing for an inspection
.
Fang Ying wasn't home tonight, so Fang Yulong slept in her room. After returning to the apartment, Fang Yulong was about to go into his room
to change when Xia Mo returned. Seeing Fang Yulong, she ran to Fang Ying's room, flopped onto the bed, and
said to Fang Yulong, "I'm exhausted, Yulong, come give your aunt a massage."
Xia Mo was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and a black and white abstract patterned slit skirt. She lay face down on the bed, the thin
skirt clinging to her buttocks, subtly outlining her full hips. The slit in the skirt revealed glimpses of
her rounded thighs covered in stockings. Her slender calves peeked off the bed, and her black and white leather sandals lay on the floor
, her delicate feet swaying gently in front of Fang Yulong.
A vixen! Fang Yulong cursed inwardly, took a deep breath, and gently sat down next to Xia Mo,
beginning to massage her shoulders. Xia Mo seemed to be deliberately seducing Fang Yulong, letting
out lazy yet alluring moans as he massaged her. Fang Yulong couldn't bear it any longer and asked Xia Mo which client she had been with
.
"Not really a client, more like a business partner, a British investment company. The boss is of Chinese descent. Our
company has some small collaborative investments with them in Europe, and this time they want to invest in China, with
Haicheng as their first choice. Future Investment is quite interested in this project, so I accompanied their CEO on his inspection tour of Haicheng and the surrounding area.
Today is the second day, I'm exhausted."
What a coincidence? Hearing Xia Mo's explanation, Fang Yulong realized that the person Xia Mo had been with was Gu Ziyun, who had just returned from England.
"Auntie, you've been in Haicheng for two days, have you found anything you like?"
"We found a place we like in the Jinhui District, the location seems good. They want to go to Lingjiang to check it out
, compare it, and then decide where to invest."
"You really are my auntie, the treatment is so different. I went shopping with someone, my legs are killing me and
they didn't even give me a leg massage." Zhao Weiyang had changed into a revealing pink sundress, her breasts half-naked as she stood
at the door. Fang Yulong had seen Zhao Weiyang in a swimsuit before, and had even given her a massage, seeing Zhao Weiyang in this...
The sexy little sundress didn't seem wrong to Fang Yulong. However, Zhao Weiyang had always given Fang Yulong a cold and
aloof impression, so seeing her suddenly wearing such a feminine and sexy dress made him
feel like she was also a woman.
"Weiyang, come lie down too, let Yulong massage your legs." Xia Mo turned to look at Zhao
Weiyang standing in the doorway, beckoning her with her wrist. Zhao Weiyang blushed slightly at Xia Mo's blissful expression and
followed her example, lying down on the bed. Zhao Weiyang remembered the test report about Fang Yulong that Ji Chunhua had sent her.
She wondered if her inexplicable decision to ask Fang Yulong for a massage was also influenced by his physical condition
. If she hadn't known about Fang Yulong's abnormalities, Zhao Weiyang wouldn't have thought this way; she would have simply found
the massage very comfortable, almost irresistible. But now, Zhao Weiyang didn't think that way anymore. If
Fang Yulong's pheromones were truly that potent, wouldn't Xia Mo also fall for him? Xia Mo probably
doesn't know Fang Yulong is adopted yet.
If she did, I wonder if she would try to steal him from Fang Ying. That would be hilarious.
Xia Mo, unaware of Zhao Weiyang's thoughts, adjusted her position, pressing her two shapely legs, clad in silk stockings,
onto Zhao Weiyang's bare thighs. "Our Weiyang Palace Mistress has worked hard. This grandma will give you a massage." Xia Mo
gently lifted her calves and began tapping Zhao Weiyang's thighs, her four jade-like legs intertwined, swaying in front of Fang Yulong
. What made Fang Yulong even more aroused was that Zhao Weiyang's short sundress, already barely covering her
buttocks, was pushed up by Xia Mo, revealing her sexy violet panties.
Although Zhao Weiyang was also lying face down on the bed, Fang Yulong could still see her private parts encased in the sexy panties. Xia Mo
wasn't much better off; as she swung her legs, her light pink panties would occasionally peek out, the alluring glimpses
fueling Fang Yulong's desire. He thought he'd need to take two or three cold showers before he could sleep.
Zhao Weiyang also inquired about Xia Mo accompanying Gu Ziyun on her inspection trip. When Xia Mo mentioned
meeting with the deputy district head in charge of investment promotion in Jinhui District, Zhao Weiyang asked if Xia Mo had seen that old hag. Fang Yulong, curious,
asked Xia Mo who the old hag was.
"That old hag is the Party Secretary of Jinhui District. Our newly established real estate company is doing well in Lingjiang and
we're planning to invest in Haicheng. We've got our eye on a piece of land in Jinhui. We've got all the connections sorted out, but that old
hag is blocking us. I've been there several times, but she just won't budge. Your sister Weiyang has been there twice too
, and she hasn't even seen her."
"Is it because she's asking for too much, or you haven't built enough connections?"
"Impossible. I've hinted at it, but she seems not to understand. It's obvious she doesn't want us to smooth things over
."
"Did you ask my uncle to put in a good word for her?" "
It's no use. Even though your uncle is a full-fledged department head, he's only on par with that old hag. In terms of real power, he's far inferior to her. My godfather has
also asked people to intervene, but that old hag is completely unmoved, saying that the land isn't suitable for real estate development."
"What should we do then? Should we find another plot of land?"
Zhao Weiyang said from the side, "Good plots of land aren't easy to find. I think we should continue to lobby that old
hag. Yulong, didn't you come to Haicheng to work? Tomorrow, come with me to talk to that old hag.
Maybe she'll let us through when she sees our handsome Yulong."
Fang Yulong chuckled, "If that old hag is half as pretty as Sister Weiyang, I'll sacrifice a little of my looks.
By the way, if Sister Weiyang goes, will that old hag dare to disrespect her?"
Xia Mo rolled her eyes at Fang Yulong and said, "That old hag doesn't know who you are, Sister Weiyang
. We can't let you go using her father's name, can we?"
The next morning, Zhao Weiyang took Fang Yulong to the company to handle some matters before heading to Jinhui District. The old
hag's name was Yue Linhong. If Fang Yulong didn't know she was a woman, he would have thought she was a
man. Zhao Weiyang and Fang Yulong still hadn't seen Yue Linhong. Yue Linhong's secretary said he was busy and asked Zhao
Weiyang to come back in the afternoon.
"Isn't it obvious he doesn't want to see us? And he wants us to come in the afternoon? Weiyang, when your dad comes to Haicheng,
you'd better put in a good word for him."
Zhao Weiyang grabbed Fang Yulong's ear and said, "You brat, are you trying to make me settle a personal score?
This is a company matter, don't involve my dad. Why don't you go talk to Secretary Ning?"
"Weiyang, we're on the street, mind your ladylike image."
Hearing Fang Yulong say to mind your ladylike image, Zhao Weiyang blushed slightly and released Fang Yulong's ear. It was only
a little past nine o'clock. Fang Yulong asked Zhao Weiyang if she wanted to go back to the company first. Zhao Weiyang said it was quite far from the company, so she wouldn't
go back and would take a walk in the nearby park to relax.
There was a park not far from the district government, but it was hot in the summer, and there weren't many visitors.
Fang Yulong accompanied Zhao Weiyang for a walk in the park. A blood donation van was parked beside the park, and some enthusiastic citizens
were donating blood. Zhao Weiyang asked Fang Yulong if he had ever donated blood before, and Fang Yulong shook his head. "You're such a grown man
, and you've never donated blood? Don't you have any compassion?" Zhao Weiyang pulled Fang Yulong onto the blood donation van. A nurse
gave them forms to fill out.
Fang Yulong asked Zhao Weiyang how much blood to donate, and Zhao Weiyang said that as a grown man, he should donate 400 milliliters.
After donating, Zhao Weiyang whispered to the nurse that donating so much blood for the first time might have some impact.
The nurse hesitated for a moment, then a male doctor nearby said it wouldn't have any impact. As long as they were careful after donating, avoided strenuous
exercise for the next couple of days, and made sure to get enough nutrition, they would recover quickly. The doctor then gave Zhao Weiyang their blood donation certificates
. After Zhao Weiyang and Fang Yulong left the blood donation van, the male doctor immediately affixed a special
label to Fang Yulong's blood bag and placed it in a special refrigerated box.
Zhao Weiyang gave Fang Yulong the blood donation certificate and asked if he felt particularly proud. Fang Yulong shrugged
and said, "I heard that the hospital buys its blood from the blood bank; the blood we donate isn't given to patients for free
."
Zhao Weiyang smiled helplessly. Regardless, at least they had contributed to society. "Originally..."
" I was hoping you'd come with me to the judo gym this afternoon, but since you donated blood, we'll have to go another time. Since you did so much good today,
I'll treat you to a big lunch."
Perhaps Yue Linhong hadn't expected the people from her future company to actually wait until the afternoon to see her, as she arranged ten minutes to
meet with Zhao Weiyang and Fang Yulong. Fang Yulong had never met Yue Linhong before; in his imagination, she was a
burly, fierce-looking old woman. But upon seeing her in person, Fang Yulong realized he was wrong. She
was a beautiful middle-aged woman, wearing light gold-rimmed glasses, and exuding a scholarly air—completely different from his expectations
. Yue Linhong had short, ear-length hair, permed into soft waves, and wore a black pinstripe
suit—a middle-aged style that made her look somewhat old—but her smooth skin made her appear very young. No wonder Xia Mo called her an old hag behind her back
. To become the Party Secretary of Haicheng District, Yue Linhong must be over forty. With a more
fashionable look, she might appear several years younger.
Seeing that the people from Future Investment were new faces, Yue Linhong said softly, "It seems Future Investment is
a new company with mostly young employees."
"Secretary Yue, hello. I'm Zhao Weiyang, the investment manager of Future Investment Company, and this is my assistant, Fang
Yulong. Secretary Yue, our company has a new planning design for the Kangjiaba plot. We are confident we can make it
the best residential community in our Jinhui District. Secretary Yue, please take a look at our new design." After Zhao Weiyang finished speaking,
Fang Yulong immediately presented the new planning design drawings to Yue Linhong.
Yue Linhong glanced at the tall and handsome Fang Yulong, picked up the sketch, symbolically glanced at it, and quickly closed
it, saying, "Xiao Zhao, I've already spoken to Xia Mo from your company. There's already
a plan for that area; they're going to build a cross-river bridge there to replace the current ferry and improve the travel
conditions for the local people. I very much welcome your company to invest in Jinhui in the future, but that land really can't be developed into real estate.
If you want to invest in real estate in Jinhui, you should look at other plots, like those near the sea."
"Secretary Yue, then I'll go back and discuss it with our company's boss. Secretary Yue is very busy, so we
won't disturb you any longer." Zhao Weiyang knew that saying anything more was useless, so she and Fang Yulong left Yue Linhong's
office. Outside Yue Linhong's office, a young man in his early thirties was waiting. Seeing Zhao Weiyang
and Fang Yulong leave, the man entered Yue Linhong's office.
"Sister Hong, were those two people from Future Company as well?" The young man moved a chair
opposite Yue Lin Hong. Yue Linhong smiled slightly upon seeing the young man and said softly, "Future Company
is still eyeing that land. Let them dream on. This is a design sketch from Future Company. You can take a
look. If your Tianhe Real Estate really wants to develop that land in the future, you can refer to it."
Leaving the district government building, Fang Yulong asked Zhao Weiyang, "Sister Weiyang, is what that old hag said true?"
"True my foot! Whether it's a bridge or a tunnel, the district government hasn't decided yet. The chosen site is one kilometer upstream of Kangjiaba
."
"What does that old hag mean? Does she think we don't have any information channels?"
"How would I know? Either Jinhui District does have plans for that land, or that old hag has someone who
wants to develop it, so she's
doing everything she can to obstruct us." "Then we're completely helpless?" Fang Yulong knew that Yue Linhong, so young to become the district
party secretary, was definitely not someone to be trifled with. Unless Future Company found a city-level leader to pressure them, they had no chance of
getting the land.
"Let's talk about it later. That land won't be approved anytime soon."
Sending Fang Yulong to Haicheng was Xia Mo's idea, mainly to introduce him to the Luo family and thank
him. The reason for thanking Fang Yulong stemmed from Fang Ying's kidnapping.
When Fang Ying was kidnapped, a young woman was also kidnapped and left in a pile of rubble. If Fang Ying hadn't
mentioned it after being rescued, that young woman might have died in that rubble. The young woman was
the daughter-in-law of Luo Mingxuan's aunt and a minor shareholder in Future Company. In short, the Luo family was having their sister's family partner up; if Future Company
grew, their small share would receive dividends.
The Luo and Fang families had business dealings, and personally, Madam Luo was Xia Mo's godmother, so the Luo family
also wanted to use this opportunity to get to know Fang Yulong. That evening, the Luo family hosted a banquet for Fang Yulong at a high-end restaurant in Haicheng
. Fang Yulong accompanied the three witches to the banquet. On the way, Xia Mo told Fang Yulong
not to be surprised when he met her godmother.
"Why? Do I know Brother Luo's mother?"
Fang Ying pouted and said, "There's nothing to be surprised about. It's just that Momo's godmother looks somewhat
similar to your aunt."
"Is that all? There are many people who look alike. There's even a Chinese person who looks like the US president. Auntie,
do my mom and your godmother really look alike?"
"Not particularly, maybe four or five points. Their face shape and temperament are very similar. My godmother also looks very young,
but you have to call her Grandma Luo when you meet her. My godmother is usually quite serious, so you have to be serious in front of her and
not be all smiles." Fang Yulong had heard Xia Mo say that Luo Mingxuan was particularly afraid of Madam Luo, so
he was a little nervous about meeting a somewhat old-fashioned elder.
When Fang Yulong accompanied the trio of witches to the restaurant, Luo Mingxuan and his wife, along with Luo Mingxuan's aunt's son and daughter-in-law,
were already waiting in the private room. Fang Yulong had met the young woman at Baima Lake, but they hadn't spoken. This
time, he greeted her warmly, and the woman introduced Fang Yulong to her husband.
A short while later, Luo Mingxuan's parents and aunt and uncle also entered the private room. Xia Mo formally introduced Fang Yulong to
Mrs. Luo. Since Mrs. Luo's appearance had been mentioned on the way there, Fang Yulong carefully observed her.
Indeed, as Xia Mo had said, she bore a resemblance to Xia Zhuyi, especially in her mature womanly air. According to Xia Mo
's description, Mrs. Luo should be sixty years old, but she looked very young, not at all like a sixty-year-old woman
. The only discrepancy between Xia Mo's description and reality was that Mrs. Luo wasn't as serious as Xia Mo had described; she always
had a slight smile on her face, appearing kind and approachable.
"Yulong, your aunt isn't wrong, is she? Doesn't my godmother look a lot like your mother?"
"Auntie, you're wrong. It's my mother who looks a lot like Grandma Luo." Madam Luo is older than Xia Zhuyi,
so it's natural to say that Xia Zhuyi looks like Madam Luo. Xia Mo glared at Fang Yulong, feeling slighted. Madam Luo chuckled and
said, "They're the same, they're the same. Yulong, when you come to Haicheng in the future, you must come visit our Luo family often."
The four members of the Luo family, the four members of Luo Mingxuan's aunt's family, plus Fang Yulong's group of four, chatted happily and lively at the table
. Luo Mingxuan's father, Luo Songbai, was a relatively quiet person. He used to be a high-ranking official in Haicheng, but
now he has retired and focuses on business. He has sharp eyes. Fang Yulong sat next to Madam Luo and talked to her,
while Luo Songbai listened attentively and didn't say much. When
Luo Mingxuan and Zhao Weiyang talked about the Japanese businessman, Zhao Weiyang said she hadn't been able to finalize anything. The Japanese businessman
had only agreed to visit Wujing for an inspection, and whether it would work out depended on the company's actual situation. Fang Yulong, hearing Luo Mingxuan and
Zhao Weiyang discussing clothing business, was a little surprised and asked Xia Mo if their future company was also in the clothing business.
"That Japanese businessman specializes in trade between the two countries. Our company also does foreign trade, so maintaining a good relationship with him is
very beneficial for us. This clothing business involves Luo's aunt and uncle's family. They have a clothing
factory in Wujing that has been around for several years, but business has been lukewarm for the past two years. They don't want to close
the factory, so we introduced them to our clothing foreign trade business in Haicheng. This time, the Japanese businessman is looking for a long-term
partner, so they are being very careful and want to conduct an on-site inspection."
Fang Yulong didn't know much about these things, so Xia Mo explained it to him. The Japanese businessman is named Nobutake Aoyama. He used to
own a clothing factory in Wu Jing's hometown, but later sold it to focus on trade between the two countries. He had many business dealings with Wu Jing's Liu family
. This time, Aoyama secured uniform orders from several large international companies. Production in Japan
would definitely be more expensive, so Aoyama wanted to find two or three contract manufacturers near Haicheng. Because of the several-year contracts,
Aoyama was very selective in choosing the manufacturers.
"It's just making clothes, right? Just make a few samples for him to inspect."
"Sample inspection is one thing, but the Japanese have very high quality requirements. For example, every piece of clothing must meet
their standards. Of course, they can't inspect every single garment, so they need to visit the factory in person to
inspect your quality assurance system and see if every product meets their requirements."
"It seems this Japanese businessman is not easy to fool."
"Of course, otherwise those big international companies wouldn't specifically request products made in Japan. Actually, these
clothes are all made in our country. Like Aoyama Nobutake, they produce in China, send them to Japan to get a label, or
they make them in China and send them to Japan for transshipment. They can make a fortune by taking advantage of the labor difference between the two countries."
Fang Yulong asked Xia Mo if getting Aoyama Nobutake's contract would guarantee
a large order for Luo Ge's aunt's clothing factory. Xia Mo nodded, saying that Aoyama Nobutake had lived in the Jiangdong area for over ten years and
knew the situation in China very well; it would be difficult to fool him. But as long as they could sign his contract, Aunt Luo's clothing factory
wouldn't have to worry about business for the next two or three years.
Everyone was an acquaintance, so there was no pretentious formality at the dinner party. After a lively and enjoyable time, everyone
dispersed. Fang Yulong accompanied the Three Witches and Luo Mingxuan and his wife for a walk along the Bund. The streets of Haicheng were somewhat strange;
some were bustling with people all day long, while others seemed deserted. Fang Yulong followed
the group along a quiet little street towards the river. The street was only wide enough for two cars. Under the cold streetlights, an
elderly man was slowly walking towards the river, touching the granite on an old building. As Fang Yulong and the others
passed by the elderly man, he turned and glanced at them. Fang Yulong recognized him; he
was the Japanese businessman Zhao Weiyang had met with at the party the previous night.
"Mr. Aoyama, why are you here alone?" Zhao Weiyang hadn't expected Aoyama Shinbu to be
wandering alone on the quiet street.
Aoyama Nobutake recognized Zhao Weiyang and greeted everyone with a smile. He said he had been to Haicheng many
times, and each visit gave him a special feeling. His hotel was nearby, and he had
come here for an evening stroll.
"Manager Zhao, I've noticed something. Why are there empty houses like this in Haicheng, where land is so valuable
?" Aoyama pointed to a building from the Republican era beside him.
"These buildings are historical relics, probably still under renovation. They might be reopened once completed.
There are many such old buildings in this area."
Aoyama nodded knowingly after hearing Zhao Weiyang's explanation, and the two went to the riverbank together. Zhao Weiyang
introduced Luo Mingxuan to Aoyama Nobutake. Luo Mingxuan was surprised to run into Aoyama Nobutake and chatted warmly with him
. When the topic of clothing orders came up, Aoyama Nobutake mentioned that he hadn't visited Wu Jing in a long time and
would go to Wu Jing to investigate in the next day or two.
Fang Yulong and Fang Ying walked at the back. Hearing Aoyama Nobutake speak fluent Mandarin, Fang Yulong was extremely surprised;
the other man's Jiangdong accent was even more authentic than his own. "Cousin, this old man is really interesting. If you didn't know his name
, you'd never guess he's from Japan. His Jiangdong accent is even smoother than mine." "
Didn't you hear what Brother Luo and Weiyang said? Mr. Aoyama invested in a factory in Wujing more than ten years ago and lived
in the Wujing-Haicheng area until later when he switched to cross-border trade."
Xia Mo occasionally turned to look at Fang Yulong and Fang Ying, sensing a subtle change in their relationship, though
she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Zhao Weiyang asked Xia Mo what she was looking at, and Xia Mo lowered her voice, saying, "Weiyang
, have you noticed that Xiaoying and Yulong's relationship has improved a lot?"
"Hmm, it seems a little." Zhao Weiyang looked at Xia Mo, wondering if Xia Mo was really jealous.
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