Peeping is not a crime 1-8

Peeping Is Not a Crime 1-8

(Part 1)

"These days, graduation means unemployment. No amount of math, physics, or chemistry is as useful as having a good father..."

Xiao Zhang was spouting nonsense in the office again. But it

's and found that there were more college graduates job hunting on the street than garbage in a scrap yard,

but fewer job openings than ribs in a wolf pack. It's normal for him to complain.

Like me, a graduate of a four-year vocational college, if I hadn't entered the workforce a few years earlier, and hadn't

had a somewhat influential uncle, getting a job as an electrician at the power company would have been incredibly difficult.

Even then, it wouldn't have been my specialty. I studied architecture, but I worked in power grid maintenance. I'd almost forgotten

everything —advanced mathematics, elasticity, linear algebra—what good were those difficult subjects?

"Let's go, it's eleven o'clock, time to go home."

Old Li finished reading the newspaper, like someone making tea and finding the water was gone, and called everyone to leave.

Pushing my bicycle outside, I bumped into Old Li: "Hey Xiao Wang, busy tonight?"

"Just so-so, visiting friends, drinking, playing mahjong. No girlfriend, no wife, nowhere to be busy even if I wanted to."

Old Li is always shrewd, especially when he smiles at you. I quickly made up an excuse and

walked away .

"Hey, don't rush off! I have some good stuff for you. Want to pick up some work?"

I stopped. It was an open secret that Old Li did side jobs. His family owned a

hardware store , and he did plumbing and electrical work outside; business was really good.

"What kind of job? It's not in the suburbs, is it?"

"Of course not. Why would I recommend a suburban job to a colleague? I'd go that far myself.

It's a family in Cangshan District who need an electrician for home renovations. I've been too busy lately, and

they in a hurry, so they've asked you for help. How about it? Interested?"

"Cangshan District? That's quite far, almost in the suburbs."

"Let me tell you, their price is very good, definitely enough. They've already done everything else,

and the materials are ready. You just need to go and lay the wiring. It'll only take a few days, and it'll only cost a thousand yuan. And let me tell you, that guy

Xiao Zhang has been wanting to do this for a while, but I didn't tell him. He's so careless, he'd ruin my reputation. We're brothers, so

I'm only telling you this now."

A thousand yuan? Old Li isn't fair. Last time I helped an acquaintance with renovations, they included materials and only

charged me . This time, I only asked because I felt bad asking for more. However, to be fair, the matchmaker still takes

a cut , it's just a bit too much.

"Okay, I'm free lately, give me your address and phone number, I'll come check it out after work."

I received a call from that family while still at work that afternoon; it was a young man's voice. They seemed

to be in a hurry, so we agreed to go check out their place that evening. When

I arrived, I found it was a couple getting married, rushing to renovate their new house. The young man was thin,

but quite energetic, and apparently worked out of town. The bride-to-be was a primary school teacher in the city, undeniably beautiful

—tall, long-legged, with shoulder-length hair. Damn, such a gorgeous girl got snagged by such a short, ugly guy, it's unfair

!

The apartment was over 90 square meters, and the materials were readily available, so the renovation wouldn't take more than a few days. The two sides agreed, and

construction would begin the next day, Saturday.

The next morning, I arrived at the new house to start the renovation. I only saw the man; the woman was nowhere to be seen. While working,

I discovered that the man wasn't just a shorty, he was quite something. He wouldn't even lend a hand when I was climbing the ladder, and he didn't know where the hidden pipe was

either. Damn it. Just as I was

finding the pipe and clearing it, that guy came over.

"Master, I need to go out and hand out invitations. You go ahead and I'll be right back."

Damn it, this guy.

"How long are you going to be gone? If I go out to buy a pack of cigarettes or something, who's going to watch the door?"

This guy's a blockhead. He didn't even take out a cigarette, just a key?!

"How about I leave the key with you? You can just go out and lock the door."

I gave up!

That guy casually went out, leaving me alone in the empty new house. What a mess! Damn it! 　　I took out my own cigarette, lit it, and took a break. 　　Looking around the new house, the renovation was nice, but the people were a bit lacking. All the furniture was moved in, and everything was there except for the appliances.

I needed 　　to pee, so I went to the bathroom. 　　Just as I was letting the water run freely, I suddenly saw a pair of women's underwear hanging on the hook on the wall — Winnie the Pooh cartoon underwear! 　　Damn, I can't even pee! I didn't expect the lady of the house to be so innocent, cartoonish… 　　Looking at it, it was definitely something she'd just changed last night. There was some yellowish, sticky stuff on the inside of her pants, and a strong, slightly fragrant, slightly pungent body odor. Could it be that the two of them were messing around here… 　　Such a hot girl, with such long legs, can this guy handle her? Hanging up the underwear and leaving the bathroom, still replaying the beautiful girl in his mind, he reached into his pocket for a cigarette, but his hand grasped a metal object. 　　A key! That's it, I have an idea! Time to act! 　　Out the door, at the intersection, a "special key duplication" sign, a taxi, at the electronics store's security camera booth, "Wireless transmission, guaranteed to see everything clearly…" 　　Back at the new house, he tried opening the door with the duplicated key. Perfect! Even the sturdy, high-security Panpan door couldn't stop the duplicated key. 　　Still daydreaming after entering, suddenly a beautiful girl of fifteen or sixteen years old came out from the inner room. Huh?! 　　"Who are you? How did you get in?" 　　Wow, the little beauty is even more radiant, she looks like Liu Yifei, but her expression is quite fierce. 　　"Who are you? How did you get in? This is clearly Zhang Chaoyang's house!" 　　"Then I'm my brother-in-law, I'm here to see my sister, who are you?" 　　Good heavens, is there any justice? The older sister is so rude, the younger sister is even more ruthless. 　　"Oh, I'm the renovation contractor your brother-in-law hired. He gave me the key. I just went out to buy materials. I heard your sister went out, maybe she went back to her parents' house?" 　　The little girl clearly has no guile, muttered a few words and went out. 　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　　(II)

The little beauty went out, walking quite quickly, probably rushing home to see her sister.

She walked , her super short skirt, barely reaching her knees, billowing up and revealing her

swaying little bottom – so round and perky! My nose almost bled. Damn, this little vixen,

so charming at such a young age, what will she be like when she grows up? Too bad I don't have a camera…

They say a sister-in-law is half a brother-in-law's butt, will this little beauty also end up with that jerk? That would be too

unfair!

Forget it, enough daydreaming, let's get down to business and install the camera. Which room to install the camera in

isn't a problem, but I'll choose the bathroom over the bedroom. This apartment

is like any other unit, the bathroom and shower combined, so this is the most economical and cost-effective spot, in line with economic

principles .

Entering the bathroom, let's take a look. Bathtub on the left, toilet on the right. Where to install it?

…It needs a good viewing angle and safety, oh well…

I've got it!

First, it should be positioned from above, providing a wider field of view. The higher elevation also reduces the risk of water and sand getting in and

causing malfunctions. Plus, women generally don't climb that high to clean, ensuring safety.

Second, it's best installed above the bathtub at a 45-degree angle towards the toilet. Since the bathtub

is against the wall, this angle will cover the entire bathroom, offering a clear view.

So, finding a suitable location is key.

There's nothing above the bathtub; the decor is quite clean and simple, except for a ring of small spotlights. I

can't exactly install the camera behind the tiles, can I? It's not an X-ray.

Turning to observe the other side above the toilet, this position isn't as good as the left. If my wife uses

the toilet, all I'll see is her bottom, even though it's quite white and delicate…

…Wait, the spotlight!

A godsend!

I moved the ladder, climbed the ladder, unscrewed it, and sure enough!

The shape of the spotlight and the camera really does resemble each other. Installing it here is quite good, even saving on power supply

. I wonder if the lady of the house will take it to be replaced when she finds out one of the lights is broken… Never mind, I'll just install it

and try it out . Anyway, I didn't do the renovation, so even if she finds out, I'll deny it and no one can do anything about it.

Installed, out here, back to work. I've decided to get the bathroom electricity on as soon as possible to test it.

This of open testing time won't last long; I must make sure the camera works properly. Beautiful lady, wait for me,

I want to see your butt…

Busy with work and busy fantasizing, I didn't even expect my work efficiency to be so high. Humans are creatures of desire, the ancients

were right…

Just as I was getting really busy, someone else came in. Could it be that file is back so quickly? I looked,

and it was actually the lady of the house.

"Master Wang, you're here! Where's Zhang?"

"Oh, you...you're here..." I suddenly realized I didn't know the lady of the house's name. "That Zhang?

He went out, said he went to deliver invitations."

Beautiful women are so pleasing to the eye. Seeing me busy on the ladder alone, she hurried over to help me hold it up. "Oh

dear, Zhang's just like that, he doesn't think things through. He's been really busy lately, I'm so sorry to trouble you

..."

"It's nothing. Oh, by the way, I think your sister came looking for you earlier, did you run into her?" I chatted with the beautiful woman as I climbed down

the ladder . This woman was really nice, good-tempered and with high emotional intelligence. She quickly went to the kitchen and made me

a cup of tea: "Master Wang, would you like some tea? You can rest a bit while you work. That girl isn't really here for anything serious

, ignore her. Oh dear, we're out of cigarettes, I'm so sorry."

Hey! Look at you!

If Zhang Chaoyang were half as sensible as you, I wouldn't have had those thoughts. So, being a good person... But this beautiful woman

seems to be a good person, did I go a bit too far?

Chatting with a beautiful woman is indeed a delightful experience, and in less than ten minutes I was back to my work, refreshed and

ready to go. The woman didn't leave either, just helping me hold the ladder, handing me things

, and keeping me company—a very kind person. Through our conversation, I gradually learned about her family.

The woman's surname was Huang, Huang Danxuan. The little girl's name was Huang Danya. Her name was beautifully chosen, clearly showing a well-educated and cultured

family background. However, it seemed her family wasn't well-off when she was young. Zhang Chaoyang's father was

the head of the education bureau in a county, quite wealthy. He paid for the two sisters' schooling on the condition that they become his daughters-in-law.

Such a thing still exists today?!

"Isn't this a child bride? Really??"

The woman's face flushed slightly. "No, not really. My family has been very good to me, and Zhang is

a very ..."

"Oh, oh, I see. You two are childhood sweethearts, haha..."

Realizing gone a bit too far, she quickly chimed in. I tend to ramble on when I'm around girls, especially beautiful ones;

whatever comes to mind just slips out. While I haven't found anything

particularly appealing about Zhang Chaoyang, is it really appropriate for me to say that?

The atmosphere is a bit awkward. The host is absent, and the hostess doesn't know what to say. Looking at the time

, it's almost eleven o'clock, so we'll just call it a day and go home, coming back in the afternoon.

Ms. Huang is indeed a good person; even though I said something wrong, she kept insisting I stay for lunch, but

I firmly insisted on going home, so she didn't press me. On the other hand, if it weren't for Zhang XX, and we could have

a quiet lunch together, discussing life, ideals, and all sorts of other things, I would have stayed even if I said

a hundred things.

(III)

"...Since the Party

launched

the campaign to maintain the advanced nature of Communist Party members, with the main content being the study and practice of the important thought of the

Three Represents...through earnest study and discussion of the report of the 16th National Congress and the speeches of leaders at all levels at the mobilization meeting for the campaign to maintain the advanced nature of Communist Party members..." Manager Mr. Zheng sat on the podium, solemnly reading his speech. A full half hour

had passed, and Ms. Liu in the office had already refilled his water twice, but the manager seemed to grow more and more energetic as he spoke. The problem was that his

hoarse voice was more annoying than the cicadas chirping outside, more effective than any sleeping pill, making everyone drowsy.

The title of this meeting was rather amusing—the Second Plenary Mobilization Meeting for Maintaining the Advanced Nature of Party Members and Deepening Reform. The full name should actually

be the Mobilization Meeting for Maintaining the Advanced Nature of Party Members and Deepening the Reform of the Power System. These two completely

unrelated matters were somehow put together for a meeting, so the banner wasn't long enough that they had to use an abbreviation, hence

the name "Mobilization Meeting for Maintaining the Advanced Nature of Party Members and Deepening Reform." We privately call it "Insurance Kidney Deficiency," a homophone in the local dialect.

While I was still using the skills I honed during my vocational school years to keep my eyes open in a half-awake, half-asleep state, I suddenly felt someone

sit down next to me. Turning my head, I saw Old Li sneaking over, shoving an envelope into my hand: "Little Wang, you

did a great job. I told you Little Wang is quick and good… Here's the pay, a thousand yuan…"

"Alright, Old Li, we're like family, don't I trust you? Why count it…" I grabbed

the envelope and stuffed it into my pocket, chatting idly with Old Li for a few moments. Mr. Zheng looked over, quickly sat down,

and continued listening to the lecture.

"Our company, like other sister companies, is in a crucial period of deepening power reform..."

the male duck continued.

The meeting was incredibly boring. Old Li's antics had banished my sleepiness, and since I couldn't waste my time with my eyes open, I

started daydreaming.

I hadn't seen Huang Meinu since that conversation. It was clear Zhang Chaoyang, the "clubhead," had been

tamed by her; he was present at every subsequent renovation, never leaving my side. Officially, he was helping, but the "clubhead"

was still the "clubhead"—he couldn't help at all, and sometimes while I was climbing the ladder, he'd be reading magazines below! Damn

it.

But because he was always on the renovation site, I couldn't even bother setting up the security camera . Even with all the dawdling,

the 90-square-meter room was finished incredibly quickly. To be honest, after talking to Huang Meinu that day, I had

a very good impression of her, and I even considered removing the camera. But I never had the chance. I wonder if that thing

still works?

I impulsively installed it, only to find out when I needed to use it that it was quite difficult to spy on anything

. First, the camera's working range, according to the manual, is only 200 meters, meaning

a receiving device, i.e., a computer, is required within 200 meters to function. The problem is, I don't have a laptop,

only a desktop computer. Even if I brought the desktop nearby, where would I get a power source?

"...I believe that all the cadres and employees of our company...will make

greater !"

Applause...

the meeting finally ended.

After work, I was still thinking about this while riding my bicycle. To be honest, my desire to spy on beautiful women had lessened somewhat after

that conversation. But the problem is, the camera has already been installed;

it would be a waste not to look at it even once. I should at least take a look, even if it's just willingly. But the problem is, how am I supposed to look? Why is it

so easy for people to get photos on those websites, but so difficult for me to see something like this?

Bang!

Whoa, a sudden impact knocked me down, and my bicycle fell sideways, landing

on my legs.

A man in a suit rushed out from the side, yelling, "Damn, are you blind? How

could you ride your bike like that? I parked my bike here and you still managed to crash into it? You're something

else, you're fucking awesome!" Oh no, it seems I'm in the wrong. I quickly scrambled to my feet and apologized, "Sorry, sorry, my eyesight isn't good,

I didn't notice, I'm so sorry..."

I wanted to ask if anything was damaged, planning to slip away while he checked,

but the man in the black suit grabbed me.

"Cheese! I never expected it to be you..."

Looking closer, I recognized him. It was my

bunkmate .

Oh dear, what a mess! "Hey, I'm dizzy, it's you, Crab. Wow, looks like you're doing well, owning a car now.

How did I end up crashing into your bike? Quickly check if it's scratched."

Crab is always a loyal friend; seeing an old classmate, he didn't care about the bike and insisted on taking me out to eat.

Without a word, he put my beat-up bicycle in the back of his bike and pulled me onto it.

The car was quite spacious: "Nice car, what brand is it?"

"Isn't it written on the front? Didn't you see it?"

"I only saw that your car looks like the one in 'Crazy Stone,' with the words 'Don't Touch Me' written on it."

"Oh my god, boss, you can't believe it? 'BMW' means BMW, and you didn't even realize that

? I'm so disappointed."

"BMW! This is the legendary BMW?! Damn, you're not robbing a bank, are you?"

While eating, they chatted about their lives after graduation, and it turned out

that Crab had really upgraded. After graduation, he followed his relative—the famous construction tycoon Huang Rulun

—to Beijing to work on projects, putting his skills to good use. Boss Huang had connections everywhere; it was said that even the Party

Secretary would greet him at the airport—of course, that was just hearsay, but anyway, his wealth was immense.

Following this big boss, Crab had become quite influential in just a few years.

"Then why did you come back from Beijing? Did you take on a project in your hometown? To benefit your community?"

"No, these days, building houses isn't as profitable as selling them. I'm following the Wenzhou people around; wherever

they I follow. It's risk-free, easy, and I make a little money."

Speculating on houses—it's said to require tens of millions of yuan in capital, a sum that honest people like us who earn government

salaries will never see in our entire lives. Sigh, we common folk can only listen to the boastful stories of crabs:

"Actually, it's just a coincidence. I'm leaving for Ganzhou to speculate on houses in a few days; this wave of price increases here is almost over

..."

"Didn't you say you still have a few houses you haven't sold? What are you going to do?"

"What can I do? Just leave them unsold. Anyway, I've made enough money. I'll just leave these houses and slowly find buyers. No

rush. By the way, do you need a house? You can move in with me first, and I can help you look for houses."

My heart skipped a beat.

"Me? I haven't bought one yet. I'm broke, a poor guy like me, I always rent. Oh, by the way, you mentioned earlier that

there's an apartment in Shijin Residential Area, is it the Shijin Residential Area near Cangshan Pedestrian Street?"

"Yes, that's it, Building 5, Unit 405. The apartment has been simply renovated, it's alright. What's up?"

"You're interested? No problem, we'll go get the keys in a bit."

What do you call this? This is called fate bringing us together from afar. Building 5, Room 406 is a haven for beauties; we've unexpectedly

become next-door neighbors. Although commuting is a bit far, we socialists have chauffeured cars.

"Thank you so much! How much is the rent each month?"

"Tch, don't be so formal. Wouldn't saying this hurt our feelings..."

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