【Small Town Life】(01) Author: Ye Ziwu

Author: Ye Ziwu
Word Count: 10440

In July 2003, after a month's wait, the results of the county-level public sector recruitment exam finally came out. I scored 94 on the written exam
and 92 on the interview. I ranked third out of 73 test takers, so getting into a government agency should
n't be . The rest depended on which unit I was assigned to.

The county trade union was a mass organization with little real power or personal gain. My uncle said our family didn't have strong connections,
and good units like the finance bureau and education bureau had all been snatched up by people with connections. I said I was still young, only 21, and
it wouldn't hurt to gain more experience while I was young.

I was assigned to the publicity department of the trade union. The head of the publicity department was named Chen Jing. Chen Jing wasn't very tall, about 1.65 or
1.66 meters, with short hair to her ears, a round face, a bit chubby, fair skin, and a full figure. She wore
a dress that went past her knees, revealing a small section of her fair and delicate calves. There was also
a staff member in the publicity department named Zhang Ting, a college graduate from two years ago, 25 years old this year, tall and thin. She had a quiet and gentle
demeanor.

The publicity department only had one office, and the three of us worked in that room. Chen Jing told me that the reason
I was hired was because all office work was now computerized, and my major was computer science, so it was a perfect fit.
Sure enough, everyone in the office had a computer on their desk. They were all the latest Lenovo models. I opened the computer properties
to check the configuration: 256MB RAM, 40GB hard drive. Very mainstream computer configuration these days.

Chen Jing and Zhang Ting watched me frantically typing on the keyboard, incredibly curious. Chen Jing asked me, "
Xiao Wang, what are you doing?" I said, "Sister Chen, I'm checking the computer's configuration, the RAM and hard drive size."

Sister Chen said shyly, "Can you explain those things to us? We
know absolutely nothing .

" I chuckled and said, "Sister Chen and Sister Zhang, you two haven't used computers before, so you don't know
much . You'll learn everything after using it for a while; it's actually very simple." Then I briefly explained the computer's configuration to them
.

Sister Chen asked me, "Besides typing and making spreadsheets, what else can a computer do?" I said, "There are so many things I can do
! I can chat, read news, novels, and movies online, and even play games."

Chen Jing: "Really? So many things to do! Then teach us quickly!"

I walked to Chen Jing's desk, and a faint fragrance of a woman's body wafted into my nose—it smelled so good.
Chen Jing sat down in her chair and stepped aside. I picked up the mouse. "Sister Chen, let me see what software you have on your computer." I
opened the hard drive; besides Microsoft's standard bundled IE and Office software, nothing else was installed. It seemed
to be a newly installed system. I said, "Sister Chen, let me install QQ for you. You can add friends from all over the country to chat with. Hmm,
and then I'll download a media player for you so you can watch movies."

I spent the whole afternoon teaching Chen Jing and Zhang Ting how to use the computer, installing a few commonly used software programs for them,
registering QQ accounts, and then the three of us added each other as friends.

Sitting next to Chen Jing, sometimes my shoulder would accidentally brush against her body. Chen Jing's body was soft;
sitting next to her felt like sinking into something soft and yielding.

A man appeared at the office door after work. Chen Jing introduced him as her husband, Huang Weimin, the director of the county
TV station . I quickly introduced myself: "Hello, Brother Huang, I'm Wang Zhibei. I just graduated this year and am now
one of Sister Chen's junior staff."

Huang Weimin was short and stout, around 40 years old. He said he heard that a new colleague had joined the publicity department and enthusiastically offered to treat us to dinner on
Chen Jing's .

Chen Jing also strongly invited us. Zhang Ting stood to the side, smiling silently. I couldn't refuse, so I agreed.

We chose to eat at Changhu Hotel, the best restaurant in the county. During the meal, Huang Weimin talked about anecdotes from the county's officialdom, which
standing committee members had connections in the province, and why the county head and secretary didn't get along. He also occasionally told jokes to liven up the atmosphere, making
us laugh heartily.

Soon, after a bottle of beer, Zhang Ting had a bloated stomach and needed to go to the restroom. As soon as Zhang Ting left, Huang Weimin clutched his stomach:
"Ouch, I've had too much to drink, I have to go to the restroom too, I can't hold it anymore."

Only Chen Jing and I were left at the table. Chen Jing hadn't drunk much, and her fair face was flushed pink,
like a peony in full bloom. I said, "Sister Chen, Brother Huang is so lucky to have married such a beautiful
wife like you." Chen Jing's face turned from pink to red. "What nonsense are you talking about, Xiao Wang? I'm not pretty at all, I'm an old woman. "

I looked at her intently: "Sister Chen, if you were an old woman, men would all want to marry you.
If you wore a middle school uniform, people might even think you were a middle school student." I exaggerated a bit
.

Chen Jing giggled and covered her mouth, saying, "Don't talk nonsense. You can say these things to Zhang Ting,
but they won't do any good to an old woman like me."

"Zhang Ting is so skinny, she's nothing like you. Really, Sister Chen, I bet you're no more than 30
years old this year."

"33 already? Not even 30? I'm not from the same generation as you kids."

I was surprised. Seeing my surprised look, Chen Jing didn't seem to be faking it and
laughed even more happily.

I said, "You're the complete opposite of Brother Huang. You look incredibly young, while Brother Huang seems mature."

"Brother Huang is 40 this year. If he doesn't mature soon, he'll be old."

Such a big age difference? I was surprised again. Seeing Chen Jing's somewhat gloomy expression, I didn't know how to
respond, so I quickly stood up and said, "Sister Chen, wait for me, I need to go to the restroom."

It was already past 9 pm, and there weren't many people eating, so the dining hall was nearly empty. I asked a waiter,
and the restroom was at the top of the private rooms. After urinating in the restroom, I didn't see Huang Weimin.
A bit strange , I came out. I vaguely heard voices outside the private room next to the restroom. I quietly opened
the door a crack, and the scene inside made my blood boil.

The room was dark, and I could vaguely see Huang Weimin sitting on a stool, his pants pulled down below his knees, and Zhang
Ting kneeling in front of him, licking his penis. Huang Weimin had his eyes closed, looking like he was enjoying it.

I never imagined that the quiet Zhang Ting would be like this in private, nor did I expect Huang Weimin to have such audacity
. His wife was sitting right next door in the dining room, and he dared to have an affair with his wife's female subordinate.

Huang Weimin's hands grabbed Zhang Ting's breasts and roughly kneaded them, occasionally pinching her nipples. Zhang Ting's breasts weren't large,
like small white steamed buns, and were completely covered by his hands. Huang Weimin's dark penis went in and out of Zhang Ting's
rosy mouth, penetrating to the hilt with each thrust. Zhang Ting frowned, lying between Huang Weimin's legs.
Her head bobbed up and down, her rosy little mouth swallowing and spitting out a thick, black penis. Huang Weimin's penis wasn't very
long, but it was as thick as the rim of a glass. Zhang Ting's mouth opened much wider than usual to accommodate it.
After performing oral sex for a while, Zhang Ting spat out the penis, looked up at Huang Weimin, a trace of saliva still dripping from the corner of her mouth.
"Is Brother Huang done? Let's go back quickly, Sister Chen will find out." Huang Weimin removed his hand from her breasts and
hugged Zhang Ting's head, saying, "Little slut, lick it for me a little longer, it'll be done soon." Zhang Ting resisted a little,
but helplessly, her head was pressed down by Huang Weimin, and her lips were still getting closer and closer to his penis, until he successfully forced his lips open and inserted it.

Through the crack in the door, watching the erotic scene so close at hand, this was much more exciting than the pornographic movies I usually watched on the computer
. As I watched, my penis grew longer and longer. Forcing myself to calm down a little, I took out my Nokia
7650 phone, turned off the flash, pointed the camera at the two unsuspecting people, and started recording. The 300,000-
pixel lens, though not very clear, could still clearly capture the faces of the two, especially
the image of the penis moving in and out of Zhang Ting's mouth, which was crystal clear.

Huang Weimin, who had been sitting still enjoying Zhang Ting's service, gradually began to
arch his buttocks forward, his breathing becoming increasingly rapid. Finally, with a low groan, Huang Weimin pressed Zhang Ting's head tightly against
his crotch , his body trembling a few times before slumping weakly in the chair. Zhang Ting struggled a few times, pried Huang Weimin's hands off,
and collapsed to the floor, coughing and spitting out a mouthful of cloudy liquid.

"Good show, end," I stopped the video and quickly left the private room. Back at the table, Chen Jing asked me curiously
, "Xiao Wang, you're back already, why aren't they back yet?" I said, "They're probably taking a dump."

After a while, Zhang Ting returned first, her face flushed, her forehead covered in fine beads of sweat. Then
Huang Weimin returned as well. As he walked, he said, "Oh dear, I'm getting old, my stomach gets upset after eating just a little."

Brother Huang, you're not that old, yet you have such a beautiful wife and still dare to flirt with young girls. That kind of energy is something older people
can't handle.

The next day at work, the logistics department notified us that we had picked up a newly purchased HP color laser printer. The printer
was connected to Chen Jing's computer via USB, while Zhang Ting and I shared it via the network.

My main task today was to train Chen Jing and Zhang Ting on how to use the Office software. Chen Jing said that
the higher-ups required everyone to use this software to write articles and documents from now on, instead of writing by hand like before
.

I sat in front of the computer, with Chen Jing and Zhang Ting standing behind me on either side, hunched over watching my operation and
explanation . During the explanation, I turned my head to the right and saw a pair of full breasts confined within a white shirt, right in front of me—
so big and round, at least a D cup. I didn't dare linger my gaze, quickly turning back to the center. A moment later, I turned my head to the left to look
at Zhang Ting again. Hmm, much smaller, like small steamed buns.

"Xiao Wang, what if you find extra lines after inserting a table?" Chen Jing leaned against the back of my chair with one hand and
pointed to the five-line table I had just inserted.

"The easiest way is to use the eraser," I said, moving the mouse to find the eraser. "Look,
like this, just erase the extra lines."

"Slow down, slow down, I didn't see it clearly," Zhang Ting said.

I released the mouse. "Sister Chen, let me tell you, try it yourself."

Chen Jing leaned forward, her right hand holding the mouse. I glanced greedily at her hand; her fingers were like new
bamboo shoots, white and delicate. Suddenly, something warm pressed against my right cheek. I froze. What was that?
I rubbed my face against it; it was warm, soft, and had a very light perfume scent.

I realized it was Chen Jing's breast pressed against my face. Even through her clothes, I could
feel the texture and softness of her breast.

I didn't want to leave.

Chen Jing let out a soft "Ah!" and abruptly stepped back, straightening up as she looked at me, her face flushed.

I looked back at her, feeling as if my face was on fire.

Zhang Ting, seeing us both, burst into laughter and collapsed onto the table.

"Sister Chen, I...I...I'm sorry." I really didn't know what to say.

Chen Jing chuckled and slapped me on the head: "You little rascal, you even try to take advantage of me, do you want to die?"

I was relieved she wasn't angry, and stammered, "Hehe, I couldn't help myself, I couldn't help myself."

Damn, I said the wrong thing.

Zhang Ting laughed even louder, "Haha, I'm dying of laughter, Xiao Wang, how does it feel?"

Chen Jing also laughed, reaching out to tickle Zhang Ting's armpits: "Little girl, are you in heat? Let Xiao Wang let you feel what it
feels like?"

I was dumbfounded. Sister Chen, you're so open-minded!

The two women playfully wrestled for a while, and only after Zhang Ting begged for mercy did Chen Jing let go. I quickly moved their office chairs over
and placed them next to mine.

"Standing is exhausting. Xiao Wang is so considerate," Zhang Ting said with a smile, smoothing her long hair that Chen Jing had messed up.

"Serving the beauties," I quickly replied, glancing at Chen Jing and adding, "So that we don't lose control again."

"You little devil," Chen Jing said, pretending to hit me again, her face flushed.

I quickly composed myself and waited for them to sit down before starting to explain Office again.

Actually, the basics of office software are easy to explain. Explaining things like inserting pictures or formatting techniques now
is useless; you'll learn them after using them a few times. After being surrounded by two beauties for half an hour, I had
almost finished explaining Office. All that was left was for the two of them to quickly improve their one-finger typing skills to using all ten fingers.

After lunch in the cafeteria, I went to the street and bought two pairs of in-ear headphones. Back in the office, I gave one pair to Chen Jing and
one to Zhang Ting.

"Sister Chen, um, I'm sorry about this morning. This is for you as an apology."

Chen Jing smiled at me, took the earphones, and said, "I'll accept the apology. Oh, it was just a small
misunderstanding , I won't take it to heart, don't overthink it."

I was overjoyed: "Thank you, Sister Chen." "

What a touching scene of sibling affection. Okay, for the sake of the earphones, I won't tell anyone."
Zhang Ting teased us.

If I was filled with admiration for Chen Jing, I was filled with curiosity about Zhang Ting. Quiet? Lewd?
Hehehe? Which one was her true face?

"You little brat, I'll sew your mouth shut if you say that again."

"Giggle." Zhang Ting covered her mouth and chuckled.

In the following days, going to work became a kind of happiness. Besides helping them install software and download movies and songs, my
main job was to type up the paper promotional materials that Chen Jing had written and make them into electronic versions.
Print. I treated them both to a meal in between, and our relationship grew closer.

That afternoon, just as I started work at 2 PM, I received a notice that over a hundred employees of the county agricultural machinery factory
were protesting in front of the county government building, blocking the entrance and road, due to issues with their layoff benefits. The chairman of the trade union was going to mediate, and the propaganda department was also sending someone to accompany them.

Chen Jing asked Zhang Ting to stay in the office, and I went with her.

"Xiao Wang, come with me to see the big scene; it'll help you understand the format when writing articles later," Chen Jing
said.

The county trade union, the construction committee, sanitation departments, and other departments all shared an office building, about a block away from the county government building.
The chairman of the trade union, Zhang Jixu, was a bald old man in his fifties, carrying a large megaphone and walking with a dark face. Chen Jing and I
followed behind, walking for more than ten minutes to County Party Committee Street.

From a distance, we could see a crowd gathered in front of the county government building, holding red banners and
shouting slogans. Several policemen stood on the outer circle.

"Layoffs are driving people to their deaths! Party Secretary and County Head, stand up for us!"

"Huang Weiwang is a bastard, he embezzled our layoff pay!"

The iron gates of the county party committee and government were tightly shut. Several policemen stood hand in hand outside the gates, while
a man who looked like an official stood far away from the gates, shouting through a megaphone. We could only see his mouth moving, and we couldn't hear
what he was saying. Between him and the gates, bricks and broken eggs were scattered everywhere.

Zhang Jixu strode to the back of the protesting crowd and put the megaphone to his mouth.

"Hey!" he shouted, his voice so loud that it startled Chen Jing and me. We hadn't expected the old man to be able to make
such a loud noise .

The crowd fell silent instantly, turning to look at us.

"Who is this?"

"What are you doing here?"

Most of these workers were middle-aged or older, mostly men, their faces a mixture of sweat and anger. It was the first time I had seen
such expressions, and I felt a little scared. I looked at Chen Jing; she lived up to her name, standing quietly
without any fear.

"I am Zhang Jixu, the chairman of the county trade union. Listen to me, everyone! You must trust the government and the Party. The government will give
you good compensation, and our trade union will fight for as much compensation as possible!" Zhang Jixu
shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Trade union? What does the trade union do?" someone asked from below.

"Bah! They only give us 3,000 yuan to buy out our rights. What can I do with 3,000 yuan?"

"That's right, 3,000 yuan! They only give us 3,000 yuan! How are we supposed to live?"

The scene became noisy and chaotic again.

Zhang Jixu continued shouting, "I know what you're saying. The government gave you 6,000 yuan, but Huang Weiguo
embezzled half of your compensation and ran away. The police have opened a case and issued a nationwide warrant for his arrest. You must trust the government
and the police. The government won't abandon you. Even if the money isn't recovered, the government will compensate you."

"Don't believe him! I remember now, he's the one who was promised compensation but wasn't given after being laid off from the paper mill."

"It really is him."

"You bastard, you're trying to trick us again! Beat him up!"

People are most easily incited when they're emotionally charged. The crowd immediately went out of control. More than ten police officers
couldn't control them and rushed towards us. Zhang Jixu threw down the megaphone and ran.

"That woman next to him is Huang Weiguo's sister-in-law!" someone shouted.

"Grab her! Demand money from the Huang family!"

"Grab her!!"

"Xiao Wang, run!" Chen Jing pulled me back.

Damn, this is a riot!

Zhang Jixu was already twenty meters away. I caught up with Chen Jing in two steps. Chen Jing was clearly outrun by the laid-off workers chasing after her
. In just a few dozen seconds, they were only three or four meters away.

Seeing this was no use, I grabbed Chen Jing, hoisted her onto my shoulder, and turned to run towards the side of the street.

Despite Chen Jing's plump figure, she wasn't heavy to carry.

Chen Jing screamed in fright and thrashed wildly on my shoulder. As I ran, I said, "Sister Chen,
stop it! If you keep thrashing around, neither of us will escape."

Whether she was frightened or hadn't heard me, her legs continued to kick erratically. I panicked, slapped
her on the bottom, and yelled, "Don't move, listen to me!"

Chen Jing finally quieted down. In that short time, the men were even closer; I could almost hear their
heavy breathing.

The street was lined with various shops, but I didn't care anymore. I found the nearest small supermarket,
strode , and finally reached the entrance. The supermarket owner, who had been watching the commotion from the front door, was terrified when
he saw it happening right in front of him. He rushed inside and slammed the shutters shut.

I was blocked outside, carrying Chen Jing. What could I do?

There was no escape; the people behind us were closing in. I told Chen Jing, "Hold on tight, Sister Chen."

At that moment, all I knew was that I couldn't let these people take Chen Jing away. I put Chen Jing down, held her tightly in my arms,
and collapsed to the ground, pinning her beneath me.

Several hands grabbed at my clothes, trying to pull us apart. I held Chen Jing down, burying her as much as possible under
my body. When they couldn't separate us, they started punching and kicking me.

"This is illegal! You have no right to arrest people!" I shouted, the pain in my back and shoulders
throbbing.

"Fuck you! Let go!"

"Give her to us, or we'll beat you to death!"

I heard someone shout from behind.

"Go ahead and kill me, I won't let go even if you kill me!" Several punches to the head fueled my
ferocity. I hugged Chen Jing even tighter, feeling the little one beneath me trembling violently.

Someone was pulling my legs apart, trying to grab Chen Jing's legs. I kicked wildly, pushing those hands away.

"A bunch of cowards, all they do is bully women, you spineless bastards!" I yelled.

It felt like I'd been beaten for a long time, my head kicked several times, and my consciousness began to blur.

"Bang!"

A loud firecracker exploded.

I felt the people around me thinning out, the fists hitting me disappearing.

I struggled to lift my head and vaguely saw several policemen running towards me.

Damn it, I finally made it through.

My head ached terribly, like a huge rock was tied to it. I mustered all my strength to barely open my eyes,
and a beautiful, delicate face resting on my arm appeared before me.

It was Chen Jing; she was asleep. Her skin was so white, a luminous white, her cheeks slightly...
Her chubby cheeks were a result of her small, round face. Her eyebrows were straight and dark, thin and delicate. Her eyes were closed, her eyelashes long, and her small
nose emitted soft breaths, almost inaudible. Her lips were naturally rosy without makeup,
and her small mouth was so cute. I really wanted to steal a kiss.

I stared at her face for a long time, mesmerized, as if the world had shrunk to just the two of us.

I leaned over with difficulty and gently kissed her forehead. "Sister Chen, I miss you so much."

I looked around. White walls, white ceiling, white blankets, white light bulbs—only the outside
was dark. Where was I?

A hospital, I thought, my mind a little slow. It took me a while to realize this was probably a hospital.

I lay on the bed, my back and arms burning with pain if I moved. I couldn't move, so be it.
I just watched her quietly, my heart melting.

Time passed quietly, and the view outside the window gradually became clearer.

Chen Jing's eyelashes fluttered a few times, she whimpered twice, and opened her eyes.

"Good morning, Sister Chen." Our eyes met, less than twenty centimeters apart.

"Oh, you're awake!" Chen Jing sat up abruptly, surprised and delighted. "When did you wake up? Why
didn't you call me? Does it still hurt? Where does it hurt?"

It felt so sweet. Looking at her beautiful, surprised face, I smiled foolishly. "No, I'm fine."

"You still know how to smile. Hmm, you haven't become silly. I'll go call the doctor." Chen Jing left the ward like a gust of wind.

The doctor asked me how I felt. I said my head was a little dizzy, my back hurt a bit, but nothing else. The doctor
checked my blood pressure and heart rate and told me that I had some external injuries and bruises on my back, and a mild concussion, but
nothing serious. He said I could be discharged today after changing my medication.

Chen Jing was unhappy and wanted me to stay another day for observation, until I was completely fine.

After the doctor left, Chen Jing asked if I was hungry and said she was going to buy breakfast.

"Sister Chen, don't rush, take a rest. You've been lying down all night, are you feeling alright?" I wouldn't let her leave.
"Besides, I don't even know what happened yet. Are you hurt?"

Chen Jing sat back down on the edge of the bed and told me that yesterday the police fired warning shots to disperse the employees who were beating us, and then
I passed out. I'm in the county central hospital now, and I've been unconscious for eighteen hours. I protected her very well; she
wasn't touched at all.

I breathed a sigh of relief; it was good that she was alright.

"Xiao Wang, how could you be so foolish as to let them beat you like this?" Chen Jing held my right hand in both of hers, her eyes
glistening with tears. "Even if they caught me, they wouldn't dare do anything. At most, they'd just want money."

"I didn't think that much at the time; I just thought I couldn't let them hurt you," I said. How could they
not Those people were like madmen.

"Don't be so silly next time, it's not worth it. You don't know how scary yesterday was, your back was covered in blood."
Water droplets fell. "I called you but you didn't respond. I thought you, I thought you..."

"Sister Chen, don't cry, don't cry, it's alright now." Tears streamed down her face, and I
had no resistance to her tears, so I quickly comforted her.

It would have been better if I hadn't comforted her. As soon as I told her not to cry, tears streamed down her face like a burst dam, and she simply lay down
on the edge of the bed and cried.

I was at a loss, hesitated for a moment, and then reached out and gently touched her head.

"It's alright, it's alright, sweetie, it's all over."

"Okay, okay, cry for a while, it'll be alright after you cry it out."

After crying for a while, Chen Jing finally stopped crying and showed her face, her eyes red and swollen, her face covered with tear stains.

When our eyes met again, I could clearly hear her breathing.

"It's alright, Sister Chen, sweetie, don't cry, okay!" I said softly.

Chen Jing chuckled, "Silly boy, do you think I'm a child?"

"Yeah, I'll treat you like a child, a crybaby at that."

"You're asking for it." She lightly patted my hand, her emotions gradually calming down. She just lay there, "
Don't do that again next time. Yesterday, when you were on top of me, I thought life wasn't that interesting, and it wouldn't matter if I got captured.
But who knew you'd hold me so tightly, I couldn't even surrender."

I looked at her earnestly, "Sister Chen, I really consider you my older sister. I just want to protect you and won't let
them capture you."

After hearing this, Chen Jing's eyes showed signs of reddening again, "Silly child, do you really want me to be your older sister?"

"Of course, I'm an only child, and I've always wanted an older sister. When I first came to work at the union and saw you,
I thought , wow, how wonderful it would be if you were my older sister."

"Okay, I'll take you as my younger brother." Chen Jing said with a smile, "Having a younger brother like you is my
blessing."

I was so happy, my heart was filled with flowers blooming everywhere.

"Sister, sister, sister, sister, sister..." I called out repeatedly with a silly grin.

"Brother, brother, brother, brother..." Chen Jing responded with a smile.

"Wow, my dream has come true, you really are my sister?" It felt a little unreal.

"You silly child..." Chen Jing was speechless, "You're my sister now, come on, let's pinky swear for a hundred years, no take-
backs."

As she spoke, her little finger hooked onto my right little finger.

I chuckled foolishly, overwhelmed by happiness.

After a while, Chen Jing said, "Don't hate those employees, they're pitiful, it's all that bastard Huang
Weiguo's fault that they were cheated."

"I know, they were forced into it too." Of course I didn't hate them, it was them who made my relationship with Chen Jing
much .

"Is Huang Weiguo from your brother-in-law's family?" I think someone said yesterday that Chen Jing was his sister-in-law. "

Yes, she's Huang Weimin's older brother." Chen Jing nodded.

"Do you know where he is, Sister Chen?"

"If I had known, I would have reported him long ago. I hate that bastard Huang Weiguo no less than the people from the farm machinery factory,"
Chen Jing said. "He's Huang Weimin's older brother. The year before last, during the Spring Festival, we had a family gathering at my mother-in-law's house. I drank too much, and he drove me
home . He tried to rape me in the car."

"Ah, that bastard actually did such a thing!" I was furious, wishing I could punch Huang Weiguo to death.

"Hehe, how could I let him succeed? Of course I fought back. I kicked him in the groin several times,
and then I got out of the car and ran away."

"Haha, that's great, that's how it should be." I was glad Chen Jing wasn't hurt.

"Don't tell anyone about this, okay? I haven't even told Huang Weimin," Chen Jing said with a smile, reminding me.

"Okay, it'll be our little secret." My eyes lit up.

"Sister, why don't you tell your husband? So he can see what kind of person Huang Weiguo is." I asked curiously.

"Huang Weimin?" Chen Jing scoffed. "I never expected him to stand up for me. Our
marriage has been a sham for years. The only reason he's dragging his feet on the divorce is because he's afraid of hindering his career."

A wave of happiness washed over me. First, I hadn't expected Chen Jing and Huang Weimin's true relationship to be like this. Second, it seemed Chen Jing trusted me a lot
now , telling me things like this.

"Why? Sister, you're so beautiful and such a good person?" I was genuinely curious. Was Huang Weimin crazy
? With a wife like Chen Jing, he should be spoiling her rotten.

"Don't talk nonsense," Chen Jing blushed and glared at me.

"There are many reasons. Living with someone is much more complicated than being single. We're incompatible. He likes
to drag me out to social events, but I don't like going. It feels like I'm selling myself, and we've argued about that a lot. I can't have
children. I'm overweight and have PCOS, so it's hard for me to get pregnant. He calls me a barren hen. He also likes to
see other women. I caught him once, and ever since then, I've felt disgusted with him and haven't stayed with him. There are other things too, oh, there are
so many . In short, we're increasingly unable to get along."

Chen Jing spoke calmly about these things. The more I listened, the more my heart ached. I patted her hand, secretly made up my mind, and
said, "Sister, believe me, things will get better."

"I had lost faith in life, and sometimes I felt like there was no point in living. But now that I have you as my
little brother, it's much easier to talk about it." Chen Jing suddenly leaned over and kissed my forehead, then
quickly turned around and stood up. "Hehe, this is a reward for protecting your sister. Okay, I
should go food now."

Chen Jing brought back millet porridge, steamed buns, and pickled vegetables from the cafeteria and fed me spoonful by spoonful by spoonful from the bedside. She
was afraid the millet porridge would be too hot and burn me, so she would blow on it before feeding me. She would only start eating after feeding me.

"It's so good to have a sister!" I said happily.

She replied while eating, "Of course it's good to be taken care of. Being the younger one is always the one who gets the advantage."

I said, "If anything happens to you, sister, I'll take care of you too."

"Pah, pah, pah, I won't have anything happen to me."

Haha.

After the meal, the nurse came in with ointment to change my dressing. Chen Jing said she would do it.

I lay on the bed, the blanket was lifted, and Chen Jing removed the gauze. Then I felt
a .

While applying the medicine, Chen Jing asked if it hurt. I said no, it felt so good to have the medicine applied. Chen Jing
smiled but didn't say anything. A few drops of water dripped onto my back. I asked her what was wrong, but she didn't answer.

Chen Jing applied the medicine very carefully, and it seemed like a long time passed before she finished. She put the cotton swabs and used gauze into
the trash bag the nurse gave her, and then took a new, large piece of gauze and covered my back.

"Does it look bad?" I asked, knowing there must be many wounds on my back.

"It doesn't look bad, it looks great!" Chen Jing replied.

After applying the medicine, I told Chen Jing to go home and rest. She refused, saying I couldn't leave her alone. I said she
hadn't slept well all night and hadn't even washed up, so she must be feeling very uncomfortable. I finally persuaded her to go home.

After she left, I quickly called the nurse; I was about to burst from needing to pee.

In the morning, my parents came to the hospital. They first asked about my condition, and after learning it wasn't serious, they scolded me,
telling me not to be so foolish, to be more quick-witted, and to run away first if anything happened. They said it wasn't worth risking my life for a job. I
smiled and said I understood, obeying the Empress Dowager's decree.

Apparently, after Chen Jing left, she was still worried about me being alone, and since she couldn't hide it from my parents,
she called them.

After persuading them to leave, Zhang Jixu and Zhang Ting came to visit me shortly after. Zhang Jixu said that since I was
injured at work and had protected a colleague, all my hospital expenses would be reimbursed, and I'd even get a 1000 yuan bonus.

I thanked my boss profusely, and after the polite exchanges, there wasn't much to say, which was quite awkward. Zhang
Jixu said he'd give me a week off after I was discharged tomorrow and then left.

Zhang Ting stayed, praising me as a real man and expressing great admiration for me. I asked her to close the ward door,
saying I had something to show her.

After closing the door, I asked her to take my phone from the bedside table and turn on the video call. Zhang Ting had initially laughed at me for
being so mysterious, but the moment the video started, her face turned deathly pale.

"I want to make a deal with you, Sister Zhang," I said.

Zhang Ting turned off the video, slumped into a chair, and looked at me with a panicked expression. "Xiao Wang, I'll
do anything you want, just don't spread this around, or I'm finished."

"Sister Zhang, don't worry, I didn't mean to harm you by showing you this video today. I want to know
why you and Huang Weimin got together?"

Zhang Ting calmed herself down and said, "At first, Huang Weimin started making unwanted advances at me in private, giving me
a lot of things. I knew he was interested in me, but I didn't dare to agree. I was afraid Sister Chen would find out. Later, he said he would
transfer me to the TV station, and that's when we...we got together."

"How long have you been together?"

"More than half a year."

"Why haven't you been transferred to the TV station yet?" "

I asked him to get it done for me, but recently he's been making excuses. I think he's considering not getting it done for me,
and he's contacting me less and less."

I nodded and said, "Sister Zhang, you know that the trouble at the agricultural machinery factory was because of Huang Weiguo, right?"

She said she had heard about it.

"Huang Weiguo is Huang Weimin's older brother. Given the rules of factionalism and backroom deals in our officialdom,
how long do you think Huang Weimin can stay at the TV station?"

"Huang Weimin hasn't done anything wrong, why would he step down?" Zhang Ting was still a little confused.

"Tch, Huang Weimin hasn't done anything wrong, but if you're weak and alone, you can find something to mess with him. I just want to ask
you, do you have any real feelings for Huang Weimin?"

Zhang Ting said, "I was completely forced into this relationship with Huang Weimin. Every time we did *that*, I felt utterly disgusted."

Whether she was telling the truth or not, that was enough.

"I have a plan, and I need your help. I guarantee you'll get into the TV station afterward."

Zhang Ting agreed. She asked me what benefits I'd get from dealing with Huang Weimin. Before I could answer, she
exclaimed as if suddenly realizing something, "You don't actually like Sister Chen, do you?"

I didn't answer her, letting her prepare herself, and told her I would delete the video after it was done.

After Zhang Ting left, I called my third brother in the provincial capital and asked him to find a pretty girl there for me.
"I'll give her three thousand yuan for two days of filming here."

The third brother is a rich second-generation from the provincial capital, with connections in both the legitimate and underworld circles.

"Damn, you've struck it rich? You're willing to hire such expensive girls, even sending them to your small county town?" the third brother
said on the phone.

"Damn, I've got something to do, dig a hole for someone, remember to find a pretty one, and make sure she keeps her mouth shut."

"You're the most cunning one in our dorm. Don't worry, I'll definitely find you one with a tight mouth, I guarantee you'll have a good time
, haha." A lewd laugh came from the phone.

[To be continued]

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