The Gate of Desire [Complete] - 3

Chapter Seventeen: Arrival in Fan City

It was almost noon when Yang Letian arrived at Hefei Luogang Airport. After passing through the exit, he looked around. He knew someone should be there to pick him up. Sure enough, in the welcoming crowd, he saw a young man holding up a sign with the three large characters "Yang Letian" prominently displayed. Yang Letian quickly waved in that direction. The young man also saw him and hurried forward, saying, "You must be Director Yang."

Yang Letian smiled and nodded. He was now the director of the Fan City office.

"Hello, hello." The young man extended his hand and shook Yang Letian's hand. "I'm Zhao Tian, the deputy director of the office. This is your assistant, Ms. Xia Bing."

Only after hearing Zhao Tian's introduction did Yang Letian notice a girl behind him. "Hello!" Yang Letian politely shook hands with each of them.

"Hey, Director Yang, where's your luggage?" Zhao Tian asked in surprise.

"Hehe, it's all here." Yang Letian pointed to his satchel.

"Hehe, let's go then." Zhao Tian led the way, while Xia Bing obediently followed behind Yang Letian.

Upon reaching the parking lot, the three got into a Beijing Cherokee. Yang Letian asked with some confusion, "This car is…?"

Zhao Tian immediately interjected, "Oh, this car was recently assigned to our office by head office. Hehe, it's kind of your personal car."

Yang Letian smiled and waved his hand, saying, "I can't drive yet, you should use this car." Yang Letian knew he was new here and would need to rely on them for many things. Since he couldn't drive anyway, he might as well do them a favor.

"Well, that's fine. Just let me know when you need a car, and I'll be your driver. If I don't have time, you can ask Miss Xia to drive. Her driving skills are no worse than mine, hehe!"

Yang Letian chuckled and said, "Really? Okay then!" He then took out his phone to send a text message to Yuan Tingting to let her know he was safe. Seeing this,

Xia Bing smiled and said, "Director Yang, letting your girlfriend know you're safe?" Yang Letian smiled slightly, neither confirming nor denying.

“Director Yang, how about we find a restaurant to eat at first, and then continue our journey?” Zhao Tian suggested. Yang Letian was also feeling a bit hungry, and readily agreed.

Zhao Tian said, “Which restaurant should we go to? How about this, Director Yang is new here and not very familiar with the area yet, so I'll make the decision. Let's go to the Anhui Restaurant, what do you think?”

“Wow! A five-star restaurant!” Xia Bing exclaimed.

Zhao Tian laughed, “Hehe, Director Yang just arrived, so this should be considered a welcome dinner. Of course, we should find a more upscale place.”

Yang Letian declined, “There’s no need to be so extravagant. Let’s just find a restaurant and eat our fill.” But in his heart, he thought, “You’re good at doing favors. You’ll just have to submit the receipts to the company for reimbursement. If the company audits the accounts and there are overspending, I won’t be the one to take the blame.”

“How can that be? It’s your first time here, so you should at least have a proper meal,” Zhao Tian continued to persuade.

Just then, Yang Letian spotted a restaurant serving boiled fish and said with a smile, "Look, there's a boiled fish restaurant up ahead. I love boiled fish! Let's go eat there." He got out of the car and walked towards the restaurant. Zhao Tian, helpless, had no choice but to get out with Xia Bing and follow him.

At the dinner table, Yang Letian asked, "Director Zhao, how's things here? Why is this branch taking so long to be built?"

"Sigh!" Zhao Tian sighed, "It's all because of the previous director's wrong decisions. The relationship with the local government wasn't good, so the relevant permits are delayed. Besides, the office building hasn't been purchased yet, and now the landlord is trying to raise the price. Sigh, it's a complete mess. We're all counting on Director Yang to turn things around." Zhao Tian's words were quite clever; on the one hand, he deflected his own responsibility, and on the other hand, he subtly praised Yang Letian, highlighting his important role. Yang Letian understood the implication perfectly, but he still smiled and listened attentively.

"Alright, you two directors, talking about work over dinner, really!" Xia Bing interjected, grumbling.

"Hehe, Miss Xia is right. Let's not talk about work now. Come on, let's eat. When we get back to the office, I'll have Miss Xia give you a detailed report on the situation here. From now on, we'll listen to your leadership."

"Okay, we'll be colleagues from now on. Come on, let's have a drink and wish each other a pleasant working relationship!" Yang Letian suggested.

"Okay, cheers!"

Fanshan City is a medium-sized city in Anhui Province, with a population of only seven or eight hundred thousand, and its economy is at a lower-middle level. It is famous for its alum mineral. From the early days of liberation to the late 1980s, its economy was booming. Back then, when people heard that you were an employee of Fanshan Mining Group, they looked at you with the same envy they show to civil servants today. Even a blind person could feel the envy in their eyes. Unfortunately, this period of prosperity was short-lived. In the 1990s, due to resource scarcity, aging equipment, and a backward system, the economy rapidly declined, leading to a large number of workers being laid off. As a result, large groups of petitioners frequently sat outside the municipal government building, becoming a distinctive feature of Fanshan City.

After driving for more than two hours, they finally arrived in Fanshan City. Zhao Tian pointed out the buildings outside the window while driving, introducing them to Yang Letian. Xia Bing occasionally added her own comments, and Yang Letian listened with great interest. Soon, the car stopped in front of the Fanshan Yingchun Hotel. Seeing Yang Letian's slightly puzzled look, Zhao Tian quickly said, "We've booked a room in this hotel as our office. Come on, please come up and take a look, hehe." Leading the way, he continued, "We originally thought our branch would be completed soon, so the previous director didn't bother looking for a place to work and just booked a room in the hotel as a temporary office. Who knew the branch's opening date would be postponed again and again, so the hotel has been booked ever since."

The room was a large suite with a spacious living room. Besides the usual sofa, coffee table, and TV, there was a large desk with a computer, fax machine, printer, telephone, and other office equipment. Inside were a bedroom and a bathroom.

Zhao Tian said, "Director, this bedroom is yours. You can rest here and work outside. How about it? Is it alright?"

Yang Letian looked around and the conditions were indeed quite good, so he asked, "How much is this room per day?"

"Three hundred and eighty, with a 20% discount," Zhao Tian said. "What? Want to move?"

Yang Letian did want to move. This room cost three hundred and eighty per day, which would be more than ten thousand a month. That was too expensive. Renting a regular apartment would be much cheaper. But then he thought, even if it's expensive, it's only for a month. He didn't want to bother moving people around. So he said, "No need, this is fine. Oh, by the way, how many people are there in our office?"

Zhao Tian smiled bitterly and said, "Just the three of us: a director, a deputy director, and a director's assistant. Sigh, just a lone commander. I have to run errands myself for everything." Zhao Tian took the opportunity to complain.

"Hehe, once this branch is set up, you'll have soldiers, won't you?"

"That's true." Zhao Tian said, "It's almost five o'clock now, time to get off work. Director, you've had a long day, rest first, we can talk about it tomorrow."

Yang Letian asked, "Where do you live?"

"Hehe, Miss Xia and I are locals, of course we live at home."

"Okay, you can go back first. Oh, by the way, Assistant Xia, could you please organize the relevant data now? I want to take a look at it tonight and familiarize myself with it as soon as possible."

Xia Bing smiled and said, "Director Yang, you're too kind, it's what I should do. Besides, it's okay if I go back a little later, I'm all alone at home anyway, unlike Director Zhao, who has a beautiful wife waiting for him with great anticipation, hehe." After saying that, she went to the computer and started organizing.

Yang Letian chuckled and said, "Really? Then Director Zhao, you should go back quickly, don't keep your wife waiting." He then exchanged a smile with Xia Bing.

Zhao Tian blushed slightly and said, "Sorry, I'll be going now. See you tomorrow!"

Having traveled all day, by plane and car, Yang Letian was truly exhausted. Seeing Xia Bing intently organizing documents at the computer, and having nothing else to do, he went into the bathroom to wash up. Turning on the shower, the warm water rushed over him, making him sigh softly. When he washed his penis, Yang Letian couldn't help but mutter to himself, "Sigh, you've suffered for a month."

After washing, Yang Letian simply put on a bathrobe, fastened his belt, and quietly walked to the living room. He saw Xia Bing still intently typing on the keyboard, unaware of his arrival. At this moment, Yang Letian began to seriously examine her. She wasn't particularly beautiful, but rather delicate-looking, with short, neat hair that reached her ears. She wore a white, sleeveless gauze blouse with a large lace flower covering her ample breasts in the front, and a slightly transparent gauze back that subtly revealed the thin straps of her bra. She wore a knee-length denim skirt and white high-heeled crystal sandals on her bare feet. She was sitting in a chair, legs crossed, one sandal dangling from her small, fair foot.

Yang Letian didn't disturb her, quietly approaching from behind. He watched as she repeatedly opened and printed documents from a Word document; several printed pages already sat on the table. Yang Letian nodded in satisfaction, about to praise her, when suddenly, he shuddered, and his penis jutted out from under his robe.

Chapter Eighteen: Bewildered and Passionate

Yang Letian was standing behind Xia Bing, looking down at her. His gaze, inadvertently, slipped inside Xia Bing's loose neckline, revealing a breathtaking view. A pair of white, creamy breasts, supported by a light blue half-cup bra, created a deep cleavage. Beneath the thin bra, her rounded breasts trembled with each breath, their fleshy shape accentuated by the white lace trim. It was dazzling. A

physical reaction ignited a fire within Yang Letian; he desperately wanted to slip his hands inside Xia Bing's shirt and caress those full, rounded breasts, but ultimately, reason prevailed over lust. He coughed lightly, startling Xia Bing. Turning around, she saw Yang Letian and smiled apologetically, saying, "Director, please wait a moment, it'll be ready soon."

"No rush, take your time, I'll wait." Yang Letian, trying to conceal his reaction, quickly sat down on the sofa and crossed his legs.

"How long have you been working here?" Yang Letian asked.

"More than two months. I was recruited as soon as this office was established and have been working as the director's assistant ever since," Xia Bing replied.

"Oh."

...

Yang Letian chatted with her casually, afraid that if he didn't find something to talk about to distract himself, sitting face-to-face like that for so long, he might actually do something.

"I just heard Director Zhao say you're from this city too. How come you live alone? Where's your family?"

"Hehe, my parents are also in this city, but I moved out and rented my own place after graduating from university. It's more free this way, and I don't have to listen to my parents nagging anymore."

Yang Letian smiled and said, "You look like a well-behaved, quiet girl, but I didn't expect you to be so independent and rebellious." In his heart, he thought, "Her personality is a bit like Yuan Tingting's, both so free and independent."

"Hehe, Director, you're not the first person to be fooled by my appearance. Many people think I'm quiet and well-behaved at first glance, but after spending time with me, they all realize they've been fooled."

"Hehe, really?" Yang Letian found chatting with her quite interesting.

"Yes. Okay, Director, the documents are all sorted out. Take a look." After saying that, she handed a stack of documents to Yang Letian, who was sitting on the sofa, and sat down next to him. A delicate, sweet fragrance wafted into Yang Letian's nose, and beneath her denim skirt, her shapely, smooth thighs dazzled his eyes, reigniting his pent-up desire.

"Okay, okay, I'll look at the documents first. It's getting dark, you should go home quickly. I'm sorry to keep you from getting off work," Yang Letian said, trying to get rid of her.

"I...I want to..." Xia Bing suddenly stammered, a shy blush creeping onto her face.

"Is there anything else?" Yang Letian asked, a little puzzled.

"I...I want to take a shower in your bathroom. My water's been cut off for the past few days, so taking a shower is a hassle..." Xia Bing said softly, her head bowed.

Yang Letian chuckled and said, "I thought it was something serious! So hard to say! It's just a shower, go ahead, but make sure to close the bathroom door tightly, haha!"

"Director, you're joking, okay? I'll go take a shower then." With that, Xia Bing headed towards the bathroom.

Soon, the sound of running water filled the bathroom. Yang Letian felt even more restless, his body burning with heat. His penis, too, seemed to be protesting, "There's a naked beauty inside, when else should I go?"

Yang Letian forced himself to calm down and focus on the documents, but it didn't work. These past few days, Yang Letian didn't know what was wrong with him. His desires were particularly strong, and his energy was abundant. It wasn't like this when he was with Qin Xiaolu. Back then, sometimes they wouldn't have sex for ten days or half a month, and Yang Letian didn't think anything of it. On the contrary, Qin Xiaolu often took the initiative to make love to him. But now, especially after that drunken revelry with Yuan Tingting, Yang Letian felt his desires had become stronger. Just seeing anything stimulating would trigger an involuntary physical reaction. Yang Letian thought, "Maybe it was because of the pressure of job hunting before. Now that I've found a good job, the pressure is much less, and the desires that were suppressed and ignored before have naturally erupted." Thinking this, Yang Letian felt relieved.

"Director, are you in the living room?" Xia Bing called from the bathroom.

"I'm here, what's up?"

"Could you please hand me that backpack on the sofa?"

Yang Letian turned around and saw a small women's backpack on the sofa. "Okay, I'll get it for you right away." Yang Letian picked up her backpack and was about to take it to the bathroom door when a thought suddenly struck him: "Why would she need this backpack to shower? Could it be her underwear that she's going to change into?" His curiosity was piqued; he wanted to see what kind of underwear Xia Bing was wearing. So he glanced towards the bedroom, then quickly unzipped the backpack. Sure enough, he saw a black embroidered lace bra and a pair of black lace panties inside, both very sexy. After glancing at them, Yang Letian quickly zipped it up again, looking around like a thief.

Satisfied with his voyeuristic desires, Yang Letian inwardly cursed himself for being despicable and shameless, not a decent person. As he cursed, a sudden thought flashed through his mind: "Is she deliberately trying to seduce me? What if she flung open the bathroom door and pounces on me naked the moment I get there?" But he immediately dismissed the idea, telling himself, "What a fool! She's just using your bathroom to take a shower and asking you to carry her bag. And you're already fantasizing that she's seducing you? You really think you're some kind of irresistible young heartthrob!" After mentally berating himself, Yang Letian took her bag and went into the bedroom. Reaching the bathroom door, just as he was about to call out to her, a scream erupted from inside. The scream was so terrifying that it sent shivers down everyone's spine, including Yang Letian's. He immediately shouted, "What's wrong?"

Just then, as he expected, the bathroom door swung open, and Xia Bing rushed out wrapped only in a towel, shouting, "Cockroaches!" Yang Letian didn't have time to ask any questions; he rushed into the bathroom and, sure enough, saw two fat, big-eared cockroaches perched on the toilet seat, whispering sweet nothings to each other. Without a word, Yang Letian stomped on them, killing them instantly, and threw them into the toilet. The two poor, loving cockroaches met their untimely demise while enjoying their sweet romance.

"Alright, cockroaches dead. I'll have to complain to the hotel tomorrow; the hygiene is terrible," Yang Letian said as he walked out.

"Thank you!"

"You're welcome, please go in and continue..." Before he could finish speaking, Yang Letian was stunned by the sight before him. Xia Bing was soaking wet, a short bath towel barely covering her nipples, leaving her completely exposed above, and her private parts barely covered. Her fair, smooth thighs were fully displayed before Yang Letian's eyes, and the intense visual stimulation caused his penis to become erect again.

"Director, I...I'll go in now." Xia Bing clearly sensed Yang Letian's change and blushed, saying shyly.

Just as Xia Bing was about to enter the bathroom and passed by Yang Letian, he could no longer restrain himself. He reached out, hooked his arm around her waist, and pulled her into his embrace.

Xia Bing hurriedly struggled, saying, "No...no, Director, don't...don't..."

However, in that struggle, Xia Bing accidentally pulled off the towel wrapped around her, revealing her naked body. Xia Bing blushed deeply with embarrassment and quickly picked up the towel to wrap around herself, but in her haste, she only managed to cover her lower body, leaving her breasts exposed. Xia Bing's breasts were truly beautiful; her breasts resembled two jade pears hanging upside down on her snow-white skin, each pear topped with a gem the size of a red bean. Yang Letian's gaze swept over those gems, and the gems instantly transformed into magic stones, striking Yang Letian to the ground, making him dizzy and his heart tremble.

Instantly, Yang Letian's desire surged through his body like a tidal wave. Ignoring her pleas, he pulled her back into his arms and onto the bed, pinning her beneath him. He kissed her fair neck while his hands roamed freely over her alluring body. Under his teasing, Xia Bing's struggles lessened, and she began to pant softly, her eyes hazy, her beautiful cheeks flushed a fiery red.

Yang Letian's desire burned fiercely within him, his restless little brother between his legs erect like a venomous snake, pounding against Xia Bing's full, round buttocks. The thin nightgown was completely ineffective in such intimate contact; his little brother could feel the soft, elastic skin of her buttocks, and she could feel Yang Letian's little brother's unbridled assault. Xia Bing's body clung to Yang Letian like a lump of soft mud, making his desire burn even more intensely.

Yang Letian knelt beside Xia Bing, burying his face in her chest, kissing her nipples and areolas. His hands freely caressed her flat stomach, slender waist, and long thighs. Xia Bing's body undulated like waves under his caresses, and she occasionally let out unconscious moans. Yang Letian licked her pink nipple with his tongue, his fingers tracing her lower abdomen, parting the thick hair, and exploring her warm and hot area. Her legs tensed and closed, clamping Yang Letian's fingers, but under Yang Letian's persistent caresses, her body gradually broke free from her will, responding to Yang Letian's movements in a subtle and perceptible way, like the most beautiful and gorgeous flower blooming in a garden, attracting bees and butterflies to linger.

Xia Bing's body slowly relaxed, revealing her graceful figure to Yang Letian like a beautiful mermaid. The point between her legs, the endpoint of the man's desire, gradually became wet, allowing his fingers to smoothly enter that small opening. Although only a little bit could be inserted, it was enough to feel the warm and slippery inside. Her body heaved violently, and her small mouth emitted suppressed gasps as Yang Letian teased her.

Seeing Xia Bing's alluring beauty, Yang Letian couldn't resist his burning desire. Just as he was about to thrust himself onto her, his phone on the bedside table started ringing...

Chapter Nineteen: Many Troubles The

pleasant ringtone suddenly jolted them awake from their lustful reverie. Xia Bing's already hazy eyes widened instantly. She saw Yang Letian on top of her and felt his hard member pressing against the edge of her private parts. Realizing what was about to happen, she forcefully closed her long legs, pushed Yang Letian off her, and quickly rolled up the sheet to cover herself, saying, "No, Director, we can't do this."

At this moment, Yang Letian's lust-fueled mind gradually cleared. Looking at Xia Bing huddled in the corner of the bed, he felt a pang of guilt, realizing he had been too reckless. He gently got out of bed, said to Xia Bing, "I'm sorry!" and then picked up his clothes and phone and left the bedroom.

The call was from Yuan Tingting.

"Hey, Tingting, what's up?"

"Can't I call you if there's nothing wrong?" Yuan Tingting chided playfully on the other end of the line.

"No, I was just worried you'd be in a rush to call me."

"Nothing much, I just missed you a little," Yuan Tingting said softly.

Hearing Yuan Tingting's affectionate words, Yang Letian was deeply moved. He quickly said, "Baby, I miss you too. Once I get back this time, I'll never be separated from you again."

"Really? Hmm, I don't want you to leave again when you come back. The feeling of separation is so painful." Yuan Tingting then changed the subject, "Where are you now? A hotel?"

"Yes, I'm in a hotel room, which is also where the office is located."

"Well, let me tell you, you have to lock the door tightly at night, and don't answer the phone in the room. I heard there are a lot of prostitutes over there who specifically go to men's rooms or make phone calls. Don't touch those prostitutes, or I'll cut your thing off when you get back."

Hearing Yuan Tingting's deliberately fierce tone, Yang Letian couldn't help but laugh and said, "Who told you that? It's not that exaggerated. Listen, it's quiet here, there's no one knocking on the door."

"Hmm, that's good. Oh, something's not right. You sound a little breathless. What are you doing?"

Yang Letian was startled. He also noticed that he was a little breathless. He knew it was because he had just struggled out of a whirlpool of desire, but the aftershocks hadn't subsided, so his voice sounded a little off. But how could he explain this to Yuan Tingting? A thought flashed through his mind. He lowered his voice and said with a grin, "Do you want to know?"

"Nonsense, just say it!"

Yang Letian deliberately paused for a moment and said, "I'm masturbating." After saying that, he deliberately made his breathing louder.

"Go away! You pervert!" Yuan Tingting laughed and scolded on the other end of the phone.

Yang Letian protested, "How am I a pervert? This is a normal physiological need. You're not here with me. If you don't tell me to take care of it this way, do you really expect me to call a prostitute?"

"Alright, alright, you're right, okay? Go and rest. Don't do anything like that anymore. Hehe!" After saying that, Yuan Tingting couldn't help but laugh out loud herself.

Yang Letian smiled and said, "Alright, you should get some rest too, bye-bye!"

Putting down his phone, Yang Letian couldn't help but shake his head with a smile, thinking to himself, "Actually, Yuan Tingting is a really outstanding girl. Not only is she beautiful, but she also comes from a good family background, yet she doesn't have the typical spoiled rich girl attitude. Sometimes she even shows a very cute side. Logically speaking, having such a good girl love me should make me completely content and ask for nothing more. But why is it that when other beautiful women appear in front of me, I still can't control myself and crave to have relationships with them? Like Xia Bing now, Sister Yun in the past, and several other women I've had one-night stands with. Are men really animals who think with their lower bodies?" Yang Letian pondered this for a long time without finding a solution, and could only remain silent in his mind. I comforted her, saying, "As long as I love Yuan Tingting, that's enough."

At that moment, Yang Letian noticed Xia Bing, who had somehow gotten dressed and was standing behind him. Facing the girl who had just been moaning and groaning beneath him, Yang Letian was too embarrassed to say anything. Xia Bing spoke first, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to listen to your call. I just wanted to say goodbye, but I saw you were on the phone, so I didn't dare make a sound, afraid of causing your girlfriend to misunderstand."

Yang Letian was grateful for her thoughtfulness. He said apologetically, "I'm the one who should apologize. I was too impulsive just now. You won't blame me, will you?"

Xia Bing blushed, remembering the scene on the bed. She shook her head slightly and whispered, "I'm leaving."

"Okay, I'll see you out."

"No need, you should look at the documents." With that, she quickly left the room.

Yang Letian shook his head helplessly, picked up the documents, went into the bedroom, and lay down on the bed to read for a while. He quickly gained an understanding of the situation and concluded that the branch's delay in construction was primarily due to two reasons. First, the local government's administrative efficiency was extremely low, with various necessary procedures dragging on, directly preventing the branch from operating. The second major reason was the issue of the bank's office space. According to the records, the former director had planned to purchase a four-story building in a busy downtown area for four million, but for some unknown reason, he hadn't signed a sales contract. After paying a two million deposit, the building's owner suddenly announced a price increase, raising the overall price to five and a half million. The former director, naturally, disagreed with this last-minute price hike and decided not to buy, demanding a refund of the deposit. However, the owner refused, and the two sides were currently at an impasse. Furthermore, other miscellaneous matters such as staff recruitment, initial publicity, and equipment purchases were also hindered by the aforementioned two reasons. Looking at all this, Yang Letian felt a headache coming on. He thought to himself, "This is a complete mess! How am I supposed to clean it up? Tingting, you've really put me in a difficult position. You wouldn't let me sit in a nice office, but instead recommended me to this godforsaken place to deal with this mess. I might even end up doing all this work for nothing. Sigh..."

For more than two weeks, Yang Letian and the other two ran around like headless flies between various government departments, pleading and urging them to issue the approval documents as soon as possible. Unfortunately, these public servants seemed to have
suddenly become the masters of the people, acting arrogantly and ignoring him. Their catchphrase was, "It's being processed, what's the rush?" This drove Yang Letian almost crazy. The initial advertising had already been done; news of the grand opening of Zhengguang Investment Development Bank's Fanshan branch on July 8th had appeared in major local newspapers and radio stations. But there were less than two weeks until that date. If the paperwork wasn't completed by then, not only would the opening be impossible, but all the initial advertising investment would be wasted. How could Yang Letian not be anxious and frustrated? Furthermore, Zhao Tian's negotiations with the building owner weren't going smoothly; the owner refused to budge and insisted on raising the price. Faced with all this, Yang Letian had already secretly prepared to pack his bags and leave.

That day, Yang Letian decided to personally talk to the building owner. He sent Zhao Tian to the administrative department to urge them on, while he took Xia Bing and got into the Cherokee, heading straight to the agreed-upon location.

Today, Xia Bing wore a black t-shirt, a white mini skirt, white socks, and white sneakers. Her outfit was youthful, lively, and playfully cute.

"Hey, why are you staring at me like that? Are you mesmerized? Haha!" Xia Bing asked playfully, glancing sideways at him as she drove. Ever since that night when they almost had sex, Yang Letian thought their next meeting would be incredibly awkward, and he wouldn't even know how to face her. However, the next day, instead of feeling awkward, they felt much closer. They often joked around, and Xia Bing never treated Yang Letian like a boss, while completely ignoring Zhao Tian and treating him with utmost respect. Yang Letian found this strange and didn't understand why, but he thoroughly enjoyed the situation.

"Hehe, you look very youthful today. When we're negotiating later, they might think I brought some college student for an internship," Yang Letian said with a laugh.

"Hmph, so you're saying my previous style was old-fashioned?"

"No, no, you used to be mature and charming, today you're pure and lively. Each has its own beauty."

Xia Bing rolled her eyes at him, a smile playing on her lips. "You really know how to please girls. No wonder your girlfriend calls every day to check on you; she's afraid you...hehe!" Yang Letian smiled sheepishly and said nothing more.

The agreed-upon location was a coffee shop in the business district. Yang Letian and Xia Bing entered the spacious and bright lobby of the "Falling in Love with Spring" coffee shop one after the other. Under a large chandelier, rows of neat tables and chairs and exquisite decor indicated that the coffee shop had a certain level of class. Climbing the elegant mahogany staircase, the interplay of light and shadow filled the air with the rich aroma of fine wine and coffee, a blend that stirred the heart.

Xia Bing pointed to a man sitting by the window with his back to them and said to Yang Letian, "That person has arrived."

Yang Letian quickly walked over and said, "Sorry we're late." The man turned around at the sound of his voice, and both of them were stunned for a moment, then exclaimed at the same time, "It's you!"

Chapter Twenty A Clever Move

"What? You two know each other?" Xia Bing asked in surprise from the side.

"Haha, more than just know each other, we're good brothers." Yang Letian replied with a smile.

"Yeah, yeah, Letian was the leader of our dormitory back then, and a big shot in our school, hehe!" the man said with a smile as well.

"Hehe, you're still the same as always, always talking nonsense," Yang Letian laughed and scolded. "Come on, Xia Bing, let me introduce you. This is Tang Chong, my college classmate."

Xia Bing smiled and said, "I already knew his name, but I never expected you two to be college classmates. What a coincidence!"

Tang Chong chimed in, "Yeah, what a coincidence. We haven't seen each other since graduation. I never thought we'd meet here."

Yang Letian also sighed, "Yeah, time flies."

"Oh, by the way, He Xiao is in the same city as you, right? How's he doing now?" Tang Chong asked.

"Him? He's doing great. He's the vice president of his dad's company now, living a carefree and happy life, changing girlfriends like changing clothes," Yang Letian said with a laugh.

"Hehe, boss, don't talk about him. Back in college, you were the same, a real womanizer. Everyone knew we had a guy in our dorm called Yang the Great Flirt."

"What? Yang the Great Flirt?" Xia Bing asked in surprise.

Tang Chong laughed and said, "Yeah, he's the leader of our dorm, and he's always like a cat in heat, calling out everywhere, so he got the nickname 'Yang the Flirt.'"

"Haha..." Xia Bing laughed so hard she could hardly breathe.

Seeing Tang Chong reveal his embarrassing past in front of Xia Bing, Yang Letian was both amused and annoyed. He retorted, "Don't judge me either, you're no better. Xia Bing, let me tell you, do you know how he pursued girls back then?"

"How? Tell me quickly!" Xia Bing, intrigued by Yang Letian's words, urged him on.

"Haha, let me tell you, he really liked a girl back then, so he mustered up his courage and confessed to her, but she rejected him. Guess what happened next?"

"Stop talking, stop talking!" Tang Chong hurriedly tried to stop him.

"Hehe, I have to say it. One moonlit night, he ran to the girls' dormitory, shirtless and wearing only his underwear, holding a guitar, and started singing love songs. Unfortunately, before he could finish one song, the dorm supervisor chased him all over campus with a broom, shouting, 'Catch the pervert!'"

"Haha...so...so...funny..." Xia Bing laughed so hard she bent over.

Tang Chong blushed and said, "You're one to talk! This terrible idea was yours. Not only did I get interrogated by the school security for half a day, but I also caught a cold. It was a real ordeal." After saying that, he couldn't help but laugh along with them.

After laughing, Yang Letian said, "I only knew you were from Anhui before, I didn't know you were from here."

"Yes, I usually just say I'm from Anhui, because Fanshan is a small city, and probably no one would know it, so I just omit it." Tang Chong paused for a moment and then said, "You work at this bank now?"

Yang Letian thought for a moment and said, "Yes, I was sent here by the head office to set up this branch. I think you know why I'm here today, it's to talk to you about that building. I never expected you to be the owner of this building." At this moment,

Yang Letian was very conflicted. On the one hand, he didn't want to argue with his old classmate about the price until they were red in the face, but on the other hand, he didn't want to go back in such a sorry state. After hesitating for a while, Yang Letian decided to say what he wanted to say, because he knew that at this moment they were not only old classmates, but also business negotiating partners, and business and personal matters could not be mixed up.

“Tang Chong, although we’re old classmates, we’re now in the business world. As the saying goes, business is like war. I have to say it. What you did this time wasn’t quite right. Business is about integrity. How could you disregard our agreement and raise prices so easily?” Yang Letian said.

Tang Chong’s face flushed red. After a moment of silence, he said, “Boss, I won’t hide it from you anymore. I’ll tell you the truth. Yes, I admit I did something a bit unethical, but I had no choice. The company is poorly managed, heavily in debt, and facing bankruptcy. The only valuable thing I own is this building, so I’m counting on it to pay off my debts and get back on my feet.” As he spoke, this grown man choked up.

Seeing Tang Chong’s expression, Yang Letian felt a pang of sadness. He almost blurted out that he would agree to the price, but he held back. He couldn’t make the decision either. The head office only gave him one million yuan in funding, and he couldn’t help him even if he wanted to.

The three remained silent, none of them speaking. Finally, Tang Chong spoke up, saying, "Fine, I won't make things difficult for you, boss. I'll sell it to you at the original price."

"And your company..." Yang Letian asked.

"Just pay off the debts. As for the company, let it go if it's going to fail. I can always find work; I can make a living anywhere." Tang Chong said nonchalantly.

At this moment, Yang Letian seemed to remember something. He asked, "What does your company do? Why is it facing bankruptcy?"

Tang Chong smiled bitterly and said, "Why? Is that even a question? The products aren't selling. Here, let me show you our company's products." With that, he took a bunch of keys from his belt, removed a small trinket from the keychain, and handed it to Yang Letian. Yang Letian took it and saw that it was a small pair of scissors. Upon closer inspection, it also had nail clippers and a small file, cleverly combined together, a rather exquisite design.

"Ah! Not bad! It's both beautiful and practical." Xia Bing took it from Yang Letian's hand, praising it as she looked at it. Yang Letian also thought it was good; it was beautiful, practical, and easy to carry.

Tang Chong sighed and said, "What good is being beautiful and practical? If it can't be sold, it's all for nothing."

This was indeed true, and Yang Letian couldn't help but feel sorry for him, but he didn't know how to comfort him, so he just held the little gadget in his hands, turning it over and over. At this moment, Xia Bing touched his thigh under the table. Yang Letian was startled and turned to look at her. He saw Xia Bing looking at the briefcase, then at him. Yang Letian understood; Xia Bing meant that he should sign the contract with Tang Chong as soon as possible to avoid any complications. Yang Letian shook his head slightly at her. Tang Chong was already in this state, and he had already agreed to sell it at the original price. It would be too inhumane to urge him to sign the contract now; Yang Letian couldn't do such a thing.

“This thing is really good, but why isn’t it selling? I think you haven’t done any advertising. These days, even good wine needs advertising.” Xia Bing tried to make conversation when Yang Letian didn’t take her advice; she was actually trying to break the awkward silence.

Tang Chong shook his head and said, “Why would you need to advertise something like this? Have you ever seen an ad for small scissors or nail clippers?” Xia Bing thought for a moment and realized she hadn’t.

Hearing them talk about advertising, Yang Letian suddenly had a flash of inspiration and quickly said to Tang Chong, “Can you print words on these little gadgets?”

“Of course, it’s not difficult at all,” Tang Chong said.

“Great! Tell me, what’s the factory price for one of these?” Yang Letian asked excitedly.

“Six yuan each. Why are you asking? You want to buy them? If you want them, just take them. We’re all old classmates, why bring up buying or not? I have plenty of these here anyway,” Tang Chong said.

"You're absolutely right, I really want to buy them! Hmm! Let's start with 50,000."

"What? 50,000?" Tang Chong and Xia Bing exclaimed simultaneously.

"That's right, 50,000, but I don't want them like this. I want you to print text on them, like our bank's name, phone number, and other information. Can you do that?"

"Yes, you can do it! You can definitely do it! Boss, you've saved me!" Tang Chong said excitedly, grabbing Yang Letian's hand.

Yang Letian laughed and said, "This is actually saving myself too. When the bank is open, I'll give these things to customers who have deposited a certain amount or opened a bank account. This way, I can attract customers and advertise for myself at the same time—killing two birds with one stone, why not?"

"Anyway, you've done me a huge favor. Come on, let me toast you with coffee!"

"Okay, bottoms up!" After drinking it all in one gulp, Yang Letian said, "The bank is about to open. Can you get the goods out within a week?"

Tang Chong thought for a moment and said, "The time is indeed a bit tight, but I think working overtime shouldn't be a big problem. Don't worry, I'll get the goods out within the time you specify."

"Good, I'm relieved to hear that. If this works well, I'll recommend it to the head office and have other branches use your products as gifts for customers. Hehe, buddy, you'll be rich then." Yang Letian said with a smile.

"Boss, I...I...I don't even know what to say anymore?" Tang Chong was so happy that he was almost incoherent.

With the problem solved, the three of them quickly signed the contracts for the sale of the building and the products in a relaxed and pleasant atmosphere. After signing, Tang Chong said, "Alright, I have to go back and organize production. You two enjoy your drinks. This meal is on me. I'll treat you to a proper meal after I've produced this batch of goods. Goodbye!" Before Yang Letian could reply, Tang Chong headed straight for the cashier. Yang Letian and Xia Bing couldn't help but exchange a smile.

Chapter Twenty-One: Donation Ceremony

Back in the car, Yang Letian leaned back in his seat and let out a long sigh of relief. "This matter is finally settled, and everyone's happy. It wasn't easy!"

he said. Xia Bing laughed, "Hehe, I didn't realize you had such a business mind. You even came up with the idea of using his product for advertising."

"What do you mean 'didn't realize'? What did you realize before? That he was a good-for-nothing or a lecher?" When the word "lecher" came up, Yang Letian naturally recalled that day's events, and he couldn't help but regret using that word. Although he and Xia Bing had been chatting and laughing as if nothing had happened, the mention of that incident inevitably caused some awkwardness.

Sure enough, Xia Bing blushed slightly, clearly thinking of that incident as well. But her expression quickly returned to normal, and she said generously, "Yes, you're right. I think you're a lecher, otherwise you wouldn't have acted that way towards me."

Yang Letian was stunned. He hadn't expected Xia Bing to bring up that day's events so casually, without any embarrassment. However, after hearing Xia Bing's lighthearted and teasing tone when she brought it up, his slight embarrassment vanished. He then casually replied to Xia Bing, "Hehe, that's just a normal man's reaction, it has nothing to do with morality."

"Tch!" Xia Bing rolled her eyes at him. The atmosphere in the car quickly became relaxed and lively again. Yang Letian understood: the more you try to hide something, the more awkward and uneasy it becomes. If you're direct and frank, facing it without hesitation, it feels like nothing serious, a natural thing. But at this moment, Yang Letian felt that his relationship with Xia Bing was far too relaxed and casual. It didn't seem like a superior and subordinate relationship at all; it was more like a pair of buddies. Thinking of this, Yang Letian couldn't help but smile bitterly. Back at

the office, he saw Zhao Tian already back, sitting on the sofa, smoking and looking worried. Seeing him like this, Yang Letian knew he had returned empty-handed again.

"Director Zhao, we've settled the deal on the building. That person has agreed to sell it to us at the original price. Look, here's the contract." Xia Bing said excitedly as soon as she saw Zhao Tian.

"Oh, really? Let me see it." Zhao Tian looked at it and said, "Hmm, not bad, not bad. We finally got something today. Hey, how did you persuade that person?"

Xia Bing then explained the whole story in detail. Zhao Tian listened and nodded repeatedly, saying, "Director Yang, you really have a way with things. You got it done in one go."

"Hehe, it's not that I have a way, it's just that that person happens to be my old classmate, so things were relatively easier to handle." Yang Letian said modestly.

Zhao Tian said, "I'm not referring to that, but to your idea of using his product for advertising. Your idea is really brilliant."

"Hehe, it's alright." Yang Letian said modestly, but he was quite proud of himself.

"Director Zhao, how did your business go today?" Xia Bing asked.

“Don’t even mention it. Those officials just keep repeating the same thing: ‘It’s being processed, you…’”

“What’s the rush?” Before Zhao Tian could finish, Yang Letian and Xia Bing interrupted in unison.

The three of them burst into laughter, but after the laughter subsided, they all felt quite helpless. Zhao Tian said, “This can’t go on. We have to think of a way, otherwise we can’t open for business within the stipulated time.”

“How about we treat them to a meal and give them some gifts or something?” Xia Bing suggested.

Zhao Tian shook his head and said, “These people have dinner parties almost every day. They don’t care if you treat them to a meal or not. Besides, it’s hard to choose the right gifts. If they’re too insignificant, they won’t even look at them. If they’re too generous, they might be accused of bribery. Besides, there are so many departments, and so many underlings. We can’t possibly invite them all.”

The atmosphere in the room fell silent and heavy again. The three of them were thinking about what to do. Yang Letian and Zhao Tian smoked one cigarette after another, as if they could find a solution in the tobacco. Soon, the room was filled with smoke, like a fairyland. Poor Xia Bing, however, had to run to the window and open it to let in the summer sun.

After a while, Yang Letian spoke up, saying, "I have an idea, but I don't know if it will work?"

"Oh, tell me quickly," Zhao Tian urged.

"My idea is this: we'll donate to Project Hope, hold a donation ceremony, and invite the local TV station and newspapers to report on it. We'll say it's to celebrate our bank's opening in the city and to support local education. This way, we'll not only expand and enhance our bank's reputation but also put invisible pressure on government agencies, prompting them to complete the necessary procedures within the stipulated time. What do you think of my idea?" Yang Letian spoke confidently.

"Hmm, not bad, I think this idea will work," Xia Bing said.

Zhao Tian pondered for a moment and said, "I think it's a good idea, but how much should we donate?"

Yang Letian thought for a while and said, "If it's too little, it probably won't attract media attention; if it's too much, we can't afford it. In my opinion, let's donate 200,000 yuan. What do you think?"

"Okay, I have no objection. Director Yang, you're really capable." Zhao Tian stood up and said.

"Hehe, of course, otherwise the head office wouldn't have sent him to replace the previous director." Xia Bing leaned against the window and said with a smile.

"Hehe, not at all. Without your help, I couldn't have accomplished anything." Yang Letian said, "Alright, it's decided then. Director Zhao, go to the Hope Project office to contact them about the donation and media coverage. Assistant Xia, go and resolve the personnel, equipment, and other software issues. Okay, everyone go your separate ways."

Things went very smoothly. A few days later, the donation ceremony was held as scheduled in a studio at the city television station. Zhao Tian's efficiency was quite good; all the major local media outlets and government officials were present. Zhao Tian had also invited them, and this time, the officials were very cooperative, arriving on time without fail. Yang Letian was somewhat surprised to see them all. He had expected at least a few to be absent, so he had prepared for their absence. However, seeing them all here was unexpected. But then he realized that with so many media outlets present, they could take this opportunity to appear on television and in newspapers—who wouldn't want that?

Yang Letian had Zhao Tian invite the portly officials to the stage, and then, amidst cheerful music, the donation ceremony officially began. First, Yang Letian, as the bank's representative in the city, took the stage to give a speech. His speech consisted of nothing more than praising his bank repeatedly, incidentally giving a shout-out to Julong Group, and then mentioning the local government's strong support for the bank's establishment in the area.

He also mentioned donating to Project Hope as a way of thanking the local people for their support. This speech was the result of Yang Letian's preparation overnight; he had essentially covered all the necessary points and said everything he needed to say. It seemed to be quite effective; the reporters in the audience nodded and smiled, and the leaders on stage were all beaming, especially when they expressed gratitude for their strong support—their smiles widened as if they had truly played a crucial role.

Seeing their self-satisfied and unashamed expressions, Yang Letian felt nauseous, yet he had to force a smile, which was pure torture. He finally finished his speech and returned to his seat amidst applause and flashing lights.

Next, a vice mayor in charge of industry and commerce stepped forward to speak, his remarks nothing more than efforts to improve the city's investment environment and create a new stage of economic growth. Yang Letian sat on the stage, smiling and pretending to listen attentively, but his mind was already wandering. He thought to himself, "This donation ceremony was quite successful. It seems the bank's opening on schedule shouldn't be a big problem. Haha, I'll be able to go back to see Yuan Tingting soon, and maybe I'll even get a promotion."

Thinking of Yuan Tingting, Yang Letian's heart warmed. It had been almost a month since he'd seen her. Although they had contacted each other by phone and text every day, it hadn't lessened their longing. Yang Letian hadn't known before if he actually loved Yuan Tingting. But after this separation, he fully realized that he truly loved her, for this deep longing was the best proof.

Finally, the donation ceremony was drawing to a close, and Yang Letian felt a great sense of relief. He really disliked this solemn yet hypocritical occasion, and thinking that he had nothing more to do afterward, he stood up, ready to slip away, but was unexpectedly grabbed by Zhao Tian, who was sitting next to him.

Chapter Twenty-Two Drinking and Laughing

"Director Yang, where are you going?"

Yang Letian leaned down and whispered, "I don't have anything else to do afterward, so I'll go back first. I'll leave this to you."

"You can't leave yet?" Zhao Tian said anxiously.

"Why can't I leave? Anyway, the ceremony is almost over, and I've said what I needed to say. You can handle the rest." "

No, I have to treat these bigwigs to dinner later. How can you not accompany them?"

"Me? No need, right? Having you as the director is enough. I really can't stand these people's faces." Yang Letian said with a bitter face.

“Who can stand it? I can’t stand it either, but we have to watch. You’re the main person in charge; if you don’t accompany them, they might have complaints and think we don’t value them. Look, our donation ceremony has been so successful; the matter is basically settled. Let’s not let this last little thing cause unpleasantness. We’ll have to deal with them many more times in the future,” Zhao Tian said in a low voice. Yang Letian thought about it and agreed, so he reluctantly returned to his seat to continue watching the officials’ impassioned performance.

The banquet was held in a grand restaurant called “Qianlixiang.” This “Qianlixiang” restaurant was considered the most upscale in Fanshan City. It was luxuriously decorated and magnificent. Its hardware was excellent, but its software was equally impressive. The waitresses were all gentle, beautiful, and enthusiastic, allowing men with a “gentlemanly” heart and an immense passion for beautiful women to enjoy a feast for the eyes while indulging in their meal. Of course, for a restaurant, the most important thing is whether its dishes can win over diners' stomachs. This restaurant has done a great job in this regard. Its main cuisine is, of course, Anhui cuisine, one of China's eight major cuisines, supplemented by spicy Sichuan cuisine and tender Zhejiang cuisine. The dishes are very distinctive and unforgettable, making "Qianlixiang" restaurant extremely famous in Fanshan City. Many government officials and wealthy people love to dine here.

Yang Letian led his entourage into the VIP private room that Zhao Tian had already reserved. The room was exquisitely furnished. Near the window was a large round dining table that could seat more than ten people. A pale yellow tablecloth draped smoothly to the table legs. On the round table was a seemingly suspended amber glass panel, which was actually connected to a small motor underneath. Once plates and bowls were placed on it, they would rotate automatically, moving the food to different positions for diners around the table. Near the entrance was a row of genuine leather sofas and a marble coffee table, where guests could enjoy tea and conversation before the meal, or sing karaoke afterward to aid digestion. On the walls to the left and right hung a calligraphy piece and a traditional Chinese painting, respectively. The artist's name was inscribed in a cryptic, illegible script within the crooked seals. The bureau chiefs and directors present examined them closely, unable to decipher a single character, yet they all praised them, as if they were all connoisseurs.

Yang Letian gestured for everyone to sit down and instructed the waitresses to begin serving the dishes. Eight people had been invited, all heads of various departments, including Director Wang of the Industry and Commerce Bureau, Director Ding of the State Taxation Bureau, and Director Ma of the Public Security Bureau. However, the highest-ranking official at the donation ceremony, the vice mayor in charge of industry and commerce, was absent. He only gave a brief speech at the ceremony before leaving hastily. This was entirely expected by Yang Letian and Zhao Tian. They reasoned that the presence of a vice mayor was already a form of support, and their objective had been achieved; whether or not they ate was irrelevant.

Among the eight leaders present was a woman. Zhao Tian secretly introduced her to Yang Letian, who learned she was Director Ke of the Health Bureau. Although he didn't understand the connection between his bank and the Health Bureau, he was always more interested in women than men, so he discreetly began to observe the female director. She appeared to be around forty years old, with fair skin and a fairly regular appearance, though her figure was slightly plump, which suited her official image.

While she was far from being a beauty and was older, it was still better than being around those fat, burly men. So, when choosing a seat, Yang Letian took the opportunity to sit next to her. As soon as he sat down, a faint scent of perfume wafted into his nostrils—it smelled wonderful. Based on his limited knowledge of perfumes, Yang Letian guessed it was Lancoome.

Soon, a variety of delicious dishes were laid out on the table. Yang Letian picked up his glass, stood up, and said, "To thank all the leaders for their support, I would like to offer a toast on behalf of all the staff of our bank. Come on, I'll drink first!"

"Good, cheers!"

Glasses clinked and toasts were exchanged...

After a few rounds of drinks, the atmosphere gradually became lively. Zhao Tian said, "We'll have to trouble you all with the procedures our bank needs."

"No problem, no problem. Supporting you is supporting our local economy. Don't worry, I'll get the procedures you need done here within two days," said Director Wang of the Industry and Commerce Bureau.

The other directors and bureau chiefs also expressed their agreement, saying they would get the necessary procedures done quickly. Although all of this was expected, Zhao Tian couldn't help but feel overjoyed and said, "Thank you all! Come on, I'll drink to you all." After saying that, he downed a full glass of Moutai in one gulp.

At this moment, a deputy director of the State Taxation Bureau revealed a knowing smile and said, "Alright, the business is settled, now it's time to tell some jokes." Before he finished speaking, several people laughed knowingly.

"Director Yang, you go first," one of the directors said.

"Me? I don't know many jokes. Why don't you go first, and I'll think of some good ones first, then we'll talk later," Yang Letian said.

In recent years, jokes have been very popular, especially the risqué ones, which are an indispensable part of banquets and parties, to the point that there is a saying: "No banquet is complete without wine, and no feast is complete without jokes." The funny and classic jokes usually spread throughout the country via text messages. Fresh and funny jokes are now rare, so Yang Letian had to think of some fresh and funny ones first. Another reason he didn't want to speak first was that he had never dined with these officials before and didn't know what kind of jokes they would tell at a banquet. So he let them speak first so that he could better control his tone when he spoke.

“Alright, I’ll start with one,” the bureau chief said. “On a long-distance bus, a female passenger urgently needed to urinate, but the bus couldn’t stop on the highway. It was evening, and it was getting dark. Seeing that the other passengers were all dozing off, she opened the window and started urinating. Unfortunately, she urinated right in the face of a policeman patrolling on a motorcycle. The policeman was furious and immediately chased after the bus, stopping it to find out who had spat in his face. When he found the female passenger, she quickly stood up, blushing, and whispered, ‘I’m so sorry, it was an accident…’ But the policeman shook his head and said, ‘No, I saw a big bearded man spit in me.’ Haha!” The bureau chief laughed as soon as he finished speaking.

Everyone laughed along. Yang Letian glanced at Director Ke beside him; she looked perfectly normal, chatting and laughing without a trace of embarrassment or awkwardness. He knew she had grown up surrounded by these kinds of risqué jokes and had long since developed a protective aura against them.

The director said, "Alright, I'm done, Director Yang, it's your turn."

"I haven't thought of one yet. How about this, Director Zhao, you tell one," Yang Letian said to Zhao Tian.

“Okay, I’ll tell one too,” Zhao Tian readily agreed. “I’ll tell one about peeing. A male teacher was in a hurry to pee and mistakenly went into the women’s restroom. When he came out, he ran into a female teacher who was also going in. The female teacher,
seeing the male teacher coming out of the women’s restroom, angrily questioned him, ‘Hey, don’t you know this is for women only?’ The male teacher grinned and said, ‘Hehe, this is for women only too.’”

Everyone laughed again, each chiming in, making the atmosphere in the private room even more lively. At this moment, Director Ke, sitting next to Yang Letian, spoke up. She laughed and said, “Sigh, you men, you just love to make fun of us women, taking cheesy jokes for fun, how boring!”

“Hehe, that’s right, that’s right. Compared to Director Ke’s jokes, ours do seem boring and vulgar. Why don’t you tell us one, Director Ke, and maybe we can improve our aesthetic taste?” Director Wang said.

"Yes, yes, Director Ke, just tell us one!" everyone chimed in.

Yang Letian, now also interested, turned to her with a smile and said, "Just tell us one, let me broaden my horizons." Yang Letian was always quite confident in his smile, because it was a smile he had practiced in front of the mirror for over half a year during his job search—warm but not obsequious, gentle but not exaggerated. Under his smiling gaze, Director Ke's eyes flashed with a hint of panic, but it was fleeting. She quickly regained her composure and said with a smile, "I can't tell any jokes, but I can ask you a question."

Chapter Twenty-Three Seeking Flowers and Willows

"What question?" Yang Letian asked.

"Why do people get married?"

Everyone knew Director Ke was about to say something, so they all looked at her without answering. Only Yang Letian asked, seemingly casually, "Why?"

Director Ke looked at Yang Letian seriously and said, "That's because men have 'figured it out,' and women have 'opened up.'" Director Ke emphasized the words "figured it out" and "opened up," causing everyone to pause for a moment, then realize what she meant and burst into laughter.

Yang Letian wanted to laugh too, but she held it in and continued, "Then why do people get divorced?"

Director Ke said, "Isn't that obvious? Because after marriage, men learn about women's 'depths,' and women understand men's 'strengths and weaknesses.' If they don't get along, of course they'll get divorced."

Everyone laughed even harder, and one person even spat out the chicken wing they had just put in their mouth. Yang Letian couldn't hold back anymore and joined in the laughter.

"Director Yang, now it's your turn to speak," Director Ke said with a smile.

Yang Letian smiled and said, "Alright, I'll tell you one. There was a Japanese officer who asked a traitor to take his wife to the bathhouse. You know, the rules in Japan are very different from ours in China; they allow men and women to bathe together. So the traitor took the Japanese officer's wife into the bathhouse. After a while, the Japanese officer, feeling uneasy, went to check on her. He saw the traitor diligently scrubbing his wife's back. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly noticed the traitor's erection. The Japanese officer immediately flew into a rage, drew his sword, and roared, 'You bastard, what are you doing down there?' The traitor was terrified and quickly draped a bath towel over it, saying, 'Reporting, sir...'" "Sir, get to work hanging up the towels." The Japanese officer, speechless, went back. But after a while, he became uneasy again and came to check. This time, he saw the traitor's penis actually inserted into his wife's body from behind, throbbing. The Japanese officer was furious, drew his sword, and roared: "You bastard, what are you doing?" The traitor, panting, replied: "Reporting to the sir, the outside is finished, now it's time to rub the inside!"

Yang Letian's joke was clearly more lethal, making everyone present burst into laughter. Even Director Ke, who had been acting very elegantly, covered his mouth with a handkerchief, but still laughed so hard his shoulders shook, his fair face turning red.

Coming out of the restaurant, the streets were brightly lit, the red and green neon lights flashing, making the city's night scene look like a heavily made-up prostitute, flamboyant, alluring, and ambiguous.

At the restaurant entrance, Zhao Tian said, "Distinguished leaders, how about we go to the entertainment center to sober up a bit?"

In the past, when people invited guests, it was just a meal; after the meal, business was discussed and dealt with. But now, things are different. The meal has taken a backseat; it's merely a prelude. After a hearty meal and drinks, finding a place for entertainment is the proper procedure for hosting a dinner. If this procedure isn't followed, the dinner isn't considered successful, leaving the host feeling disappointed and the guest feeling inadequate.

But to their surprise, the leaders all politely declined. First, Director Ke said, "No, it's getting late, I need to go back to take care of my child, so I won't go. You all go ahead."

Director Ma from the Public Security Bureau said, "I won't go either; I have a meeting to chair tonight."

The others also made excuses about having other matters to attend to. After thinking it over carefully, Yang Letian understood. It wasn't really appropriate for these leaders to gather at an entertainment venue, so they were hesitant and didn't say anything more. With smiles on their faces, they and Zhao Tian saw them off to their respective cars and watched them leave.

Only after the cars disappeared from Yang Letian's sight did he let out a long sigh and say, "Phew! Finally, I've seen those guys off."

Zhao Tian also sighed, "Yeah, serving those guys was really tiring, but thankfully, it was all worth it."

Yang Letian agreed, "Not bad, it's been almost a month of hard work, but we've finally got it done. Hehe, now

I can give the head office a proper report." "You, Director Yang, are really capable. You got things done in less than a month. When we get back, the head office will definitely give you a promotion and a raise. Hehe, don't forget to give me a hand when you become successful."

"Hehe, don't envy me. With the branch now established, the position of branch manager is practically yours. You'll be the local tyrant here. I'm the one who envies you."

"Haha, Director, you're really good at joking." Zhao Tian laughed. "Director, you see, I've been busy setting up the branch these days, and I, as the host, haven't had time to take you sightseeing. But tonight, now that everything's done, I'll take you to see some of the good places in Fanshan, hehe."

Seeing Zhao Tian's ambiguous smile, Yang Letian knew exactly what kind of "good place" he was referring to. To be honest, Yang Letian really wanted to find a place to release his pent-up emotions; he hadn't touched a woman for almost a month. During this time, he had masturbated several times, always while whispering sweet nothings to Yuan Tingting. But when it came to actually going to a prostitute, Yang Letian hesitated. Just as he was wavering, Zhao Tian pulled him into the Cherokee. "Hmm, let's go have some fun. It doesn't necessarily have to involve a prostitute," Yang Letian reasoned with himself.

The Cherokee drove around the streets and alleys for a while before finally stopping in front of a building. Yang Letian opened the car door and looked up to see a large billboard advertising: "Shuangwaiwai Massage Center." Looking at the building again, its exterior wasn't particularly grand, so Yang Letian said with a hint of disdain, "So this is the place you called a good spot?"

"Yeah, haha, don't let its unassuming location fool you, their 'massage' techniques are top-notch! You'll see once you try it," Zhao Tian said with a smile, emphasizing the word "massage."

"Haha, really?" Yang Letian smiled knowingly. "Then I'll have to go in and try it! Let's go!"

The two took the elevator to the massage center on the eighth floor. Exiting the elevator and walking through the arched doors, the space was quite large, but it was all partitioned into small cubicles by wooden boards—presumably the massage rooms. The air conditioning was on, the cool air quite comfortable. Under the dim, hazy lighting, the silhouettes of the masseuses moved about. Soft music flowed gently like water, creating a dreamlike feeling, as if one had entered a moon palace.

Outside the bar, there was a row of sofas where a slightly overweight middle-aged man and several young women sat. Upon seeing Yang Letian and Zhao Tian enter, the middle-aged man immediately greeted them warmly, "Ah, gentlemen, please come in."

Two young women approached and led the two separately into small cubicles. Yang Letian entered and saw only a small bed and a small cabinet. The bedding on the bed was snow-white and appeared very clean. On the cabinet were a plastic bottle and a box of tissues. Yang Letian sat on the edge of the bed, undressing as he sized up the young woman. She looked to be only about twenty years old, with long, shiny black hair. Her clean white short-sleeved top and skirt were pleasing to the eye, and she had a sweet appearance. Under Yang Letian's gaze, the young woman showed no shyness, displaying a charming smile, though her eyes seemed to hold an uncontrollable wildness.

Yang Letian had never been here before, so he asked, "What services do you offer here?"

The masseuse explained, "We offer Chinese massage, Thai massage, and special massages."

"Oh, special massage? What's that?" Yang Letian asked curiously.

"Hehe, boss, why don't you try it and you'll find out."

"Okay, then give me a special massage."

The masseuse took off her shoes, got on the bed, and knelt on his waist, her hands skillfully massaging his shoulders with just the right amount of pressure. Although Yang Letian was lying face down receiving the massage, he could clearly see the masseuse's full breasts and the two prominent nipples with a slight turn of his head, as well as her smooth, white thighs, which looked firm and elastic, making one want to touch them. In addition, the faint fragrance emanating from her body, although it was obviously not a designer perfume, was still captivating.

Yang Letian closed his eyes, comfortably enjoying the massage, but in his heart he thought, "Hmm, the massage technique is indeed good, but it's nothing special." So he asked, "Is this the special massage you mentioned?" He didn't hear the masseuse's reply. Thinking she hadn't heard him, he asked again, but still no answer. Not only did she not answer, but the massage on his shoulder stopped. Yang Letian felt strange and turned around. He was immediately stunned by what he saw.

Chapter Twenty-Four: Special Massage

. The masseuse's white dress and short skirt were gone, her upper body completely exposed. Her high, firm breasts appeared tender and full. Her snow-white skin seemed to still shimmer with youthful radiance, her pink nipples plump and erect, and tiny beads of dew glistening on her pale areolas. Her lower body was clad only in a narrow, see-through white thong, the thick, bulging pubic hair peeking out from beneath the fabric, creating a breathtaking sight.

Looking at this provocatively alluring scene, Yang Letian couldn't help but exclaim, "What's this...?"

"Hehe, boss, now I'm starting your special massage." As soon as she finished speaking, the masseuse gently leaned against Yang Letian's back, pressing her full, firm breasts against his back and rubbing them gently back and forth.

Instantly, Yang Letian felt two soft, warm mounds roaming against his back, the hard nipples brushing against his skin, both pleasurable and stimulating. Yang Letian couldn't help but sigh softly in pleasure. Seeing this, the masseuse smiled slightly, knowing her customer was aroused, and began to rub even more vigorously, her full breasts almost deformed from the pressure, and her body slowly slid downwards, her large breasts also pressing and rubbing downwards until they reached Yang Letian's buttocks.

At this moment, Yang Letian could no longer lie there quietly. He felt his manhood begin to swell, and the pressure beneath him was becoming increasingly uncomfortable. So he rolled over, reaching out to embrace the massage girl, but she deftly dodged him. She giggled, "Boss, don't move, the massage isn't over yet." With that, she leaned closer, her two white, full breasts swaying before Yang Letian's eyes. Yang Letian couldn't help but think to himself, "No wonder people often call a woman's breasts 'waves.' Look at how they sway, they really do resemble layers of waves."

The massage girl's beautiful face was flushed, her round almond eyes looking at Yang Letian provocatively, her sexy cherry lips opening and closing as she breathed softly, like a ghostly fox spirit from a ghost story. She clasped her arms around her high, firm breasts, making her cleavage even more prominent, while her small nipples and pink areolas pressed tightly against Yang Letian's chest. Then, she gently twisted her slender waist, moving her plump, white buttocks up and down slowly. Her two long, translucent legs parted to the sides, and her thin, silk panties slid lightly over Yang Letian's already protruding hips, causing his body to secrete large amounts of male hormones. However, he still suppressed his impulse, because he wanted to see what other tricks the massage girl could come up with.

The massage girl's serpentine waist continued to twist downwards, stopping only when she reached Yang Letian's high, protruding area. She reached out her small hand and gently pulled down the only piece of underwear Yang Letian was wearing. Instantly, his proud and erect member sprang out, almost hitting the massage girl's face. Seeing the steaming hot member, the massage girl exclaimed, "Wow! It's so big!"

Although Yang Letian himself didn't think his member was that big, hearing the girl's exclamation strongly satisfied his vanity, even though he knew that the exclamation might not be what the massage girl truly felt, but just a way for her to please her customers.

At this moment, the massage girl reached for the plastic bottle on the bedside table, poured some massage oil into her palm, then rubbed it between her hands and applied it between her breasts. Her movements were skillful and nimble, soothing and orderly, completely possessing the gentleness and efficiency of a professional masseuse.

Yang Letian already guessed what she was going to do next. Sure enough, after the massage girl finished, she looked up and smiled seductively at Yang Letian, then used her hands to hold Yang Letian's erect penis between her full breasts and began to move it back and forth. Her movements were soothing and gentle, and Yang Letian felt the warmth and softness, feeling extremely comfortable.

Her movements were sometimes slow, sometimes fast. Soon, Yang Letian felt waves of heat, tingling, and numbness throughout his body. After a while of rubbing and sliding, Yang Letian's penis bulged with veins, heated up, and became much larger, its edges taut. The caresses of her breasts made Yang Letian feel warm and smooth, incredibly comfortable, and an unprecedented urge surged through his nerves.

"Ah...so good...I can't take it anymore, I'm going to...I'm going to cum..." Yang Letian subconsciously grabbed the masseuse's hair, thrusting his hips upwards rapidly. The masseuse also increased her sliding speed.

A wave of pleasure flowed deep into his urethra, concentrating entirely in his lower abdomen. An unbearable pleasure immediately spread throughout his body, then gathered at the very bottom of his spine, causing an unbearable tingling and itching sensation. Yang Letian could no longer hold back. Like a volcanic eruption, his ejaculation was unleashed, and after a spasm, thick, hot white fluid gushed onto the massage girl's face, mouth, and hair…

Emerging from the cubicle, Yang Letian found Zhao Tian already sitting on the sofa outside waiting for him. The two couldn't help but exchange a smile. Zhao Tian went to the counter, paid the bill, and the two walked out.

“How was it? Not bad, right?” Zhao Tian asked as they walked.

“Hehe, how should I put it? It was alright. I've been holding back for days, and finally got some release,” Yang Letian said.

“Haha…” The two burst into knowing laughter simultaneously.

Everything went smoothly, and the branch opened grandly as scheduled. The opening day was exceptionally lively. Not only did many organizations send plaques to congratulate them, but several media outlets were also present to report on the event, which made Yang Letian quite proud. In addition, he was also very pleased that his advertising plan was very successful. In just one week, the bank had absorbed over five million yuan in deposits and issued over four thousand bank cards—a very promising situation. At this rate, Yang Letian estimated that the fifty thousand small gifts he'd received from Tang Chong would soon be sold out, so he ordered another fifty thousand from Tang Chong and reported the situation to head office, who were very satisfied. Last night, during a phone call with Yuan Tingting, she also expressed this sentiment. She said the board of directors highly praised his performance and told him he could return the day after tomorrow. She also said that according to her reliable sources, her father, Yuan Zixiong, would definitely promote Yang Letian upon his return, but she didn't know the specific position. Hearing this, Yang Letian spent the entire night in excitement and anticipation, not because of the impending promotion, but because he would see Yuan Tingting in two days. The thought of Yuan Tingting's gentle smile, stunning face, and devilish figure sent a surge of heat through him, fueling his wild fantasies of what it would be like to meet her. Last night, Yang Letian drifted off to sleep with these fantasies in mind.

Early this morning, Yang Letian arrived at the bank. Since he was returning tomorrow, he wanted to hand over the necessary matters and give instructions. Now that the bank was built, the branch office was naturally closed, and his title of director no longer existed. He didn't hold any official position at the bank, but Yang Letian still oversaw all the bank's operations, with President Zhao Tian still assisting him.

"Ah! President Zhao, you're here even earlier than me! You're truly dedicated to your job! Hehe!" Yang Letian joked as soon as he entered the bank office and saw Zhao Tian already seated at his desk.

"Haha, Director Yang, don't make fun of me. What do you mean by 'bank manager'? Just call me Zhao Tian." Zhao Tian stood up and poured Yang Letian a cup of tea.

"Look, look, aren't you making fun of me too? The branch office is long gone, what kind of director am I now?" Yang Letian said with a laugh.

"Hehe, alright then, let's not talk about each other anymore. Don't call me 'bank manager,' and I won't call you 'director' either. Let's just call each other by our names, it sounds more friendly that way."

"Haha, you won't be able to call me 'director' for much longer, because the head office has already sent word that I have to go back tomorrow."

"Ah? So soon?"

"There's nothing left for me to do here, so what's the point of staying? Hehe, I'm leaving this place to you. I came so early today to give you some instructions, and once that's done, there really isn't anything left for me to do here." Yang Letian laughed.

"Haha, I know, you're eager to get back to the 'court' to claim your credit and reward, aren't you? Okay, I won't say anything more. Just hand over your work to me quickly," Zhao Tian said, half-jokingly and half-seriously. "

Alright, alright, stop laughing at me. Get to work. There's still a lot to do. If we don't hurry, we probably won't finish by the end of the morning," Yang Letian said. "I'm thinking of wandering around this afternoon. I've been here for so long, and I haven't really seen the city properly yet."

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