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【The Turmoil of a Fallen Dynasty】(Part 1) 

I'm over 30 this year. After graduating from university, thanks to family connections, I naturally landed a so-called "golden

rice bowl" job—working in the municipal government. Having grown up surrounded by government officials, I naturally understood how

to navigate the cutthroat world of government. Within a few years, I became the secretary to a high-ranking leader. With this leader's promotion, I

naturally gained a little social influence. But the greater the power, the more I felt

the darkness of society. In darkness, people are afraid. What are they afraid of? I think everyone's answer is different!


Recalling my past in the darkness might offer a glimmer of hope!


That year, spring came early, and the peach blossoms bloomed early too!


Work is usually hectic before May Day, with various meetings held around mid-April. That night,

I worked until after 9 pm when the phone rang. I quickly got up and left the office!


As I pushed open the door of the beautiful international club, a stranger approached me enthusiastically: "

Secretary Gao, hello, I'm Boss Chen's driver. I'll take you to a private room." I sized up the man;

he was in his early , with a beaming smile—clearly a seasoned driver, very adept at socializing!


Following him, I took the elevator to the 6th floor. Having been here before, I knew everything about it. This 6th floor

was generally not open to the public; it was the boss's private retreat for city leaders.

The elevators on the 6th floor were guarded 24 hours a day, and ordinary people couldn't get up there.


When we reached the innermost room, the driver opened the door for me. Since it was a karaoke room, the lighting was dim, and I

couldn't see clearly who was who, but I estimated there were about ten men and women. Before I could think much of it, the person in the middle spoke

: "Come on, Xiao Gao, sit over there!" The voice was familiar; it was my boss (

that's what we call our top leader). I sat down in the direction he pointed. My boss, surnamed Tong, is

the deputy secretary . He's incredibly influential in this city.


After I sat down and got used to the darkness, I could see the people in the room clearly. In the middle was my boss,

and to his left was Boss Chen, who runs an advertising company. He seems quite powerful and has strong social connections.

He owns all the prime billboards in the city, and even about ten LED screens that the government bans,

all located above 4A-level office buildings. You could say that no one in the city's advertising industry dares to compete with him.

To my boss's right is Sister Hong, in her early forties, good-looking, with a great figure, still quite charming. She and my boss have been

friends for many years; they're supposedly from the same hometown and graduated from the same school. She's now

the principal . I don't know the rest of the people very well; I've met one once, and one I've never seen before.

After the waiters left, there were only six of us in the room.


Just then, the boss called me, "Xiao Gao, you're familiar with Boss Chen now, right?" I replied, "His nephew is getting married

next Saturday. Tell the car fleet to borrow two chauffeured cars from the city, but don't put license plates on them.

Take care of this. Contact Boss Chen about the specific time!" I answered readily, "Don't worry, boss,

got it." After that brief exchange, the boss ignored me and continued chatting and laughing with Boss Chen. I

had no choice but to find a drink to drink by myself. I would never dare to drink in front of the boss. At this moment, Sister Hong spoke up

, "Have you finished chatting? It's time to sing." She casually pressed the call service button, and a waiter came in.

Sister Hong said to the waiter, "We're out of drinks, bring another bottle, another fruit platter full of melons, and

call in the girls Boss Chen just ordered! Hurry up!" A few minutes later, seven or eight girls

came in, all wearing the same dresses, looking very flirtatious!


Sister Hong scrutinized the girls carefully, like an examiner. Hongjie didn't get up;

she remained seated next to the boss, as if afraid the girls would steal him away. The girls found their own seats,

one naturally sitting on the other side of the boss, effectively separating him. Finally, the two

girls sat on either side of me. Hongjie started by choosing a song, and as the intro began, she

said, "I dedicate this song, 'Sweet Honey,' to my Brother Tong. I hope Brother Tong has a sweet night!" Applause

erupted. The boss's smile had broadened considerably. Holding one of the girls' hands, he watched Hongjie's seductive

performance , his emotions running high!


In the private room, no one did anything too outrageous. Although everyone was quite familiar with each other, they weren't very

relaxed . It was mostly drinking, singing, and telling dirty jokes. The two girls next to me kept it easy. Since I didn't drink,

they didn't have to drink much either. They would occasionally toast the boss, but I was very careful. I

had to be cautious in front of the boss. It wasn't until very late, when everyone was quite drunk, that they started to leave

. The boss called me over and whispered, "You haven't had any alcohol, have you? Tell the driver to take a taxi home. You can

drive me home later!" I quickly did as he said, leaving the room to get my phone and call the driver. While I was waiting for the driver to come up and bring the car

keys, I was thinking, this boss is so drunk he's practically staggering even when he goes to the bathroom. He could fall over without support,

yet he keeps a close eye on everyone in the room. Even though I haven't had a drop of alcohol, I haven't escaped his notice.

That's the boss's skill!


A few minutes later, I got the key and went into the private room to help the boss. I saw Boss Chen handing out money as a

gift . Sister Hong also came to help the boss, saying, "Look how much you've drunk! Even if you're having a good time chatting with Boss Chen,

you can't drink like this!" That was a clever way to put it; it conveyed to everyone that the boss was drunk and needed help, while also

showing how much face the boss was giving everyone. This woman in her forties is quite something!


A group of people escorted us to the main entrance. Sister Hong and I helped the boss to the back seat,

where he immediately lay down. I was about to close the door and get in when I saw Sister Hong still standing there. I

understood . I deliberately said loudly, "Sister Hong, it's so late, you should get in too. I'll take you after I drop off my boss!

You can help him from behind; I'm worried the boss has drunk too much, and I don't feel comfortable letting him sit alone in the back!" Hearing

this, Sister Hong pretended to be reluctant as she got in, saying, "He can't drink, yet he drank so much. What a hassle!" She got in and closed the door

. I had just driven onto the road, away from the crowd, when I heard the boss in the back say, "Who's the troublemaker...

who are you calling a troublemaker?" "Ouch...you pinched me...I'm talking about you!" The two of them in the back seat had already started...

They were flirting and teasing each other, not trying to hide it from me at all. I've been the boss's secretary for seven years, so their

relationship isn't exactly discreet. Sometimes the boss even takes this woman, Hong, with him on business trips; they're a long-time couple.

Occasionally, I could see them kissing passionately in the rearview mirror, and I could also see the boss's hand groping

inside Hong's clothes. After a while, the car suddenly lurched slightly; I thought it was from behind, but

I didn't dare turn around. I just glanced in the rearview mirror and saw Hong straddling my boss,

kissing him . I knew they weren't doing anything, though, because Hong was wearing pants. I could vaguely hear moaning sounds; I guessed

the boss was enjoying touching her. This woman, in her forties, was certainly experienced; she knew how to seduce!


It had been over ten minutes since I left the club, and there weren't many cars on the road anymore. We were almost at the boss

's apartment complex. I deliberately slowed down and parked in a secluded corner of a shop. Without daring to turn around, I

said to the boss, "Secretary Tong, I'm getting out to buy a pack of cigarettes!" "Go ahead!" came the simple, direct answer.

At this moment, as his secretary, I had to be sensible and understand the leader's intentions, or I'd be

fired!


After turning off the car, I got out and walked about 100 meters, took out a cigarette from my pocket, and looked at the moon

and the cars swaying in the distance. It was quite amusing, a reminder that men, no matter their age or

social status, will always fall at a woman's feet.


They were completely unconcerned about being seen in the car, because the boss's cars all had tinted windows

, so even if you were very close, you couldn't see inside. I stood in the darkness for about half an hour, smoking about

four cigarettes. Then the car horn honked once; I knew it meant the boss was done and I could come back. I quickly

ran back to the car, not daring to look at the back, and drove straight into the underground parking lot of the boss's apartment complex. After parking

, I got out to open the back door to greet the boss. I glanced at the back seat; the boss got out neatly

dressed, but Sister Hong was lying on the seat, disheveled, her red floral bra clearly visible.

Several tissues were scattered under the seat. The boss, without even turning his head, tossed out a sentence: "Drive slowly, take your Sister Hong upstairs!"

"Okay, don't worry!" The boss then got into the elevator.


I drove quite a distance when Sister Hong spoke up: "Xiao Gao, how old is your child?" Hearing this, I

immediately understood. Sister Hong was hinting that my child would be attending their kindergarten this year.

I replied, "Three years old!" "So fast! It's time for kindergarten, isn't it? Why don't you send your child here?

Are you comfortable with it?" "Sister Hong, I'd love to hear that! With you taking care of him, I feel even more at ease than with my mother-in-law

!" This municipal committee kindergarten is absolutely impossible for ordinary people to get into. They only accept 30 children a year.

The food is excellent, the learning is excellent, and countless leaders and big bosses want their children and relatives' children to attend.

If someone says their child attends the municipal committee kindergarten, it's a matter of great prestige—more prestigious than driving an X6

! Because it's a demonstration of ability, not just money!


After chatting for a bit, we arrived at Sister Hong's building. Before I could get out of the car and open the door, Sister Hong opened the door and got out herself

. I quickly followed and said, "I'll walk you upstairs, Sister Hong!" "Okay, I'm a bit of a scaredy-cat!" she said. We

went into the building. Because it was dark outside, I couldn't see anything clearly. After entering the building, the lights were bright, and I

saw that Sister Hong had her arms crossed over her chest. Sister Hong noticed my look and muttered to herself, "That

damn Lao Tong, he tore all the buttons off someone's clothes. He'll have to pay for it!" I didn't answer because I didn't know what to

say . The elevator quickly reached the 12th floor. After opening the door, Sister Hong said, "Xiao Gao, you can go back now. Drive carefully!"

"Okay, I'm off then, Sister Hong." I got back into my car and drove home, thinking to myself, Sister Hong's husband

is home. How am I going to explain this to him? Looking back at the car, I thought, I can't go home yet.

I have to find a 24-hour car wash and get it cleaned quickly so the driver can't see it. I

searched for a car wash in the early morning darkness to bleach everything away...


??? This story is purely fictional. Any resemblance to actual events or persons is purely coincidental and unfortunate.

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