[Urban] Adult Officialdom (Complete) - 22-24

Chapter 39 of the story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission

: Tearing Down the Last Wall Between The Two Sisters. The two sisters were enjoying sex with me in bed. I watched the huge penis, inserted into Shen Ping's anus, thrash in and out like a black snake , while the older sister rubbed her breasts and moaned ecstatically.

Shen Yan lay beside me, her buttocks raised, letting me use my fingers to move back and forth between her vagina and anus.

Exhausted by the two sisters that night, I finally ejaculated into Shen Yan's mouth and collapsed onto the bed, falling into a deep sleep.

After that, we continued to share a bed like this. For my sake, Shen Ping forcibly stipulated that we could only have

sex once a week, to which Shen Yan and I could only smile wryly in obedience. Our young bodies naturally couldn't be satisfied with once a week, but fortunately, He Wenjie provided some spice. This little slut was completely subdued by me, receiving countless rounds of semen with her lips, vagina, and anus in the fourth-floor office, enjoying orgasms she couldn't get from her husband, and I rediscovered the passion of adultery.

Two months passed quickly, and Shen Ping, almost five months pregnant, was showing signs of pregnancy. Fortunately, it was winter, so she could wear loose clothing to conceal it.

We took our paid leave together to plan our wedding. Actually, there wasn't much for us to do; our parents had already prepared everything, and the house only needed simple renovations.

Passing by a newly built residential area, Shen Ping and I went to the sales office to look around, intending to buy a larger house.

Shen Ping felt that with both sets of parents getting older and needing our care, plus our own child, the commercial-residential property would seem a bit small.

We found a three-story, nine-room detached villa with a yard and garage, priced at 600,000 yuan at the time.

It seems cheap now, but in 2001, it was quite expensive.

Since we were paying in cash, we naturally tried to negotiate the price, and the salesperson called out their manager.

The manager stared at Ping's mature figure, revealing a voluptuous silhouette. Her full breasts stood out prominently beneath her thin wool suit jacket, her black bra subtly visible through her thin undershirt. Her slightly protruding belly and rounded buttocks created a beautiful curve within her tight trousers. Her fair face, framed by flowing black hair, was flushed, and her eyes, watery and alluring, exuded a mature woman's charm. He leered at her.

"Could you give me a discount?" he asked. "Madam," Ping replied, "if there wasn't a shortage of space for development in the back, why would they build villas in such a prime location? There were only five units available, and three have already been reserved.

Six hundred thousand is already a low price.

But if you're really interested, you can call me. Here's my business card." Seeing the real estate company on the business card—a subsidiary of Li Hongjun—he took out his phone and went outside to make the call.

"Mr. Li, this is Fang Zhiyuan."

"Hello, brother." "I've got my eye on a villa in your Jinxiu Jiayuan complex. Could you give me a discount?"

"Just one question: Are you there now?" "Yes." "I'll be right there." Shen Ping, flustered by this street urchin's gaze, quickly grabbed my arm when I entered. "If you want to order, then order. If not, don't waste my time," the manager said, annoyed by the interruption.

"Whether I buy or not is my business, but whether I sell or not isn't your decision," I said coldly.

"Oh? You know what, I'm not selling today. Xiao Zhang changed the price of the villas to 650,000 each,"

Li Hongjun walked in with a smile. "Brother Fang, buying a house to prepare for your wedding? Oh, isn't this Director Shen? What brings you two together?"

"Nothing, Zhiyuan wants to buy a house and asked me to take a look." "Xiao Zhang, where's Manager Xu?"

"Your manager has a bad temper. I don't know how I offended him, but he raised my price by 50,000 in the blink of an eye!" "Damn it, do you want to die? If you don't want to work here, pack your bags and get out of here tomorrow."

The manager was being scolded so badly that he didn't know who we were. He came over humbly and made two cups of tea.

"This property is developed by me and a friend. The reservation price was 600,000. How about this, you can take 500,000." Saving 100,000 at once, Shen Ping was naturally very happy and went out with the salesperson to complete the formalities.

"Brother, you're really something, managing to get one of the three provincial committee's top talents." "You can't just say that. By the way, I had He Wenjie sign off on your approval document from the day before yesterday." "Everyone says you're hard to talk to, thank you for giving your brother face." "I should thank you." "It's nothing, don't mention it, brother. By the way, are you interested in a batch of cadres going down to the countryside for temporary assignments at the end of the year?"

"Of course, I wonder if my unit will let me go." You know, a temporary assignment usually means at least a promotion to deputy director level.

"I'll talk to my father about it later,

but I can't guarantee it will work out." "Thank you so much." On the way back, Shen Ping was envisioning the house design, excitedly telling me and asking for my opinion.

"A big living room downstairs, a study for you on the second floor, a bedroom for the child and us each, and the third floor for Yan and our two sets of elderly people. Install a big bathtub in the bathroom on the second floor..."

I was only thinking about what Li Hongjun said, nodding and agreeing.

Ping noticed my absent-mindedness and threw a tantrum, "What are you thinking about? That saleswoman from earlier? Let me tell you, you're not allowed to sleep with any other woman besides Yan'er." "Is it okay to think about it?" "Thinking about it is also a sin." "Hehe, why are you so jealous now? With such a good wife, I'm not interested in any other woman. Hongjun just talked to me about whether I'd like to go down to the countryside for a temporary post." "You want to go down? You're not allowed to leave me."

“I initially thought the same thing. Why go down to the provincial capital when we’ve finally managed to stay? But then I thought, it’ll be exactly two years since you got pregnant and the baby is over a week old. I can use these

two years to at least get a deputy director position. Besides, in these two years, do you know anyone suitable to introduce to Shen Yan? That way, we won’t be so entangled like this. Once the parents and child are all together, this relationship should be over.

It won’t be so easy for her to find a husband then.

There’s another aspect you haven’t considered: I don’t want to hide the fact that we’re getting married. I can’t let the child call your mom ‘uncle’ at work, can I? Everyone will find out eventually, and we definitely can’t work in the same place.

It’s better to take the initiative than to be passive.”

I explained everything from her and the child’s perspective, and Shen Ping was moved by my words.

“Besides, always staying in the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission (SASAC), a place that deals with the economy, with this leader today and that friend tomorrow asking for your help, every favor costs millions. Sooner or later, something bad will happen. We're not short of that money. What do you think?” “I can't sleep soundly without you by my side at night. Besides, it's not a short time, at least two years.” “Do you think your husband is going to jail? He still comes back on Sundays. Besides, you can go there when you're on maternity leave.” I was confident that I could come back whenever I wanted.

If I asked Secretary Fang to let me go to the Discipline Inspection Commission, I could get a deputy director position, but that would be difficult to accept, and my qualifications were indeed too shallow. Going down there to gain experience would be beneficial.

“I'll think about it when I get back tonight,” Shen Ping said somewhat sullenly.

Chapter 40 of the SASAC Story

: Because Wang and I never had a wedding ceremony, this was a first for both of us. Shen Yan, however, handled all the trivial matters with experience. On the morning of the wedding, several close friends drove their decorated wedding cars downstairs. For good luck, they had six cars – not many, but quite high quality. Jia Zhi had somehow managed to get a Ferrari as a wedding car, and the least impressive one was Li Gang's father's Lexus. The neighbors, seeing this spectacle, cast envious glances and whispered amongst themselves. Shen Ping, wearing a pure white, elegant wedding dress, embraced me, carrying roses, and was carried into the car. Her sun-drenched face radiated an incredibly happy and radiant smile.

With a Land Rover police car leading the way, we entered the county town in just over an hour. Seeing the provincial team leader's limousine leading the way, the local traffic police, unsure what to do, quickly drove ahead to clear the path. Actually, I'm not a showy, ostentatious, or vain person. What I truly yearn for is for two people to romantically ride a double bicycle together, amidst the blessings of onlookers, towards the shores of happiness. But this was Ping's first time, and the elegant woman hoped for a solemn and luxurious ceremony. Seeing their daughter's wedding so grand, her parents smiled with satisfaction.

The two sisters, who were in a daze from my caresses in the car, started hitting me from both sides after I carried Ping into the bridal chamber. "Oh no, my underwear is soaked! Yan, check if there are any marks on the back of my wedding dress!" "It's okay." Suddenly, a group of people rushed into the room. Li Gang and his friends knew that Shen Ping was pregnant and didn't dare to mess with her, so they started harassing Shen Yan, the bridesmaid. In the first three days of the wedding, there was no respect for elders. Shen Yan was being groped by these lecherous young men until she screamed and blushed. If the elders hadn't come in and stopped them, they would have almost pulled down her underwear.

Shen Ping and I knelt down and kowtowed to the four elders. My mother smiled and took out a red envelope as she held the tea that the daughter-in-law offered. "Wishing you and Zhiyuan a sweet and happy life together, growing old together, and giving me a big, healthy grandson!" The wedding banquet was held at the most luxurious Jinghua Hotel in the county town at noon. County Chief Zhao, who had rushed over after hearing the news, complained to me, "Brother, you're too formal! You didn't even inform your older brother! If the traffic police hadn't reported it, I wouldn't have known. Come see the bride!" He stared blankly at Shen Ping, "Shen...Director...it's you!" "What's wrong, Brother Zhao? A little surprised?"

County Chief Zhao and several other county leaders quickly congratulated us.

My parents were very popular in the county town. We spent half the day toasting at the forty-odd tables. The last table was for classmates. After Shen Ping finished toasting, she felt a little tired and asked Shen Yan to accompany her back to rest. I sat next to Xiaolin and toasted with them. Xiaolin had lost her former rustic air. She had shoulder-length, permed hair, wore a knitted cardigan, and tight pants that accentuated her full curves. Between her rounded thighs, her vulva bulged, with a slit barely visible. My left hand unconsciously reached under the table and stroked it. My right hand clinked glasses with my classmates, drinking heartily.

Already quite drunk, they were all swayed by my encouragement to drink more, and no one noticed the flush on Xiaolin's face as she fidgeted. Being teased in public, Xiaolin swayed her hips, her legs tightly wrapped around my hands, revealing a faint blush on her fair chest. I could feel the damp heat of her genitals beneath her clothes.

After dinner, I took my drunken friends to a bathhouse to rest. Li Gang and Jia Zhi, along with a few others, rushed in like hungry wolves, chasing after the girls, each grabbing one and taking them into a private room. Only after I had settled them in did Xiaolin come to say goodbye. "I'm leaving now," she said, trembling. Still acting? "Stop pretending, you missed me, didn't you?" I pulled her into the room and kissed her against the door. "No... I have a husband... I... We... can't... go on like this anymore," she gasped, busy responding to my passionate kiss. "What about us?"

"You... don't... touch me... I... I'm scared..."

"Scared of what?"

My hand had already unbuttoned my pants and slipped under my underwear. "I... can't... I'm sorry. He..." "If you leave now, you'll be letting me down. Look, my dick is hard, just waiting for you to comfort it." Xiaolin, trapped in the abyss of infidelity, was conflicted between the shame of the affair and the instinctive pleasure.

"Don't let yourself down. Last time, you were fucked to the point of ecstasy by me. Come on, take off my pants and let my dick fuck you again." The vulgar words stirred Xiaolin's already panicked and intoxicated heart. She closed her shy eyes and resignedly surrendered to the waves of pleasure surging within her.

As she knelt down to remove my pants, Xiaolin grasped the penis that she couldn't resist, looking sadly at the engorged glans. Xiaolin slowly opened her cherry lips and swallowed it.

Her wet, hot tongue swept over the sensitive glans, and I cried out in pleasure. "Ah...like...like this...suck...faster." I grabbed her hair, pressed her head down, and pressed it tightly against my crotch, thrusting my penis straight to her throat. The base of my penis felt the pleasure brought by the tight, gripping lips. "Uh...uh," she dryly retched, drool dripping from her mouth onto the front of her clothes. I pulled my penis out of her mouth and pushed it upwards. Xiaolin sucked on my taut scrotum, swirling her testicles in her mouth.

I took off my shirt and threw it aside, bent down, picked her up, and threw her onto the bed. I pulled down her tight pants and underwear, revealing her wet vulva, and thrust into her from behind. The glans forced open her engorged labia and slammed in. Xiaolin stared wide-eyed, dazed, and let out a scream of

"Ah..." As the penis thrust faster and faster, her toes dug into the blankets spread out on the bed, she raised her waist, and arched her plump buttocks to meet the penetration. Her mouth was buried in the pillow, emitting puppy-like whimpers, "Ah... um... ooh... umm." I wrapped my flesh-colored stockings, one on and one off, around her waist, holding them up in my hand, as if I were a rider galloping across the grasslands. A surge of passion coursed through my brain, and Xiaolin, her large breasts trembling and groaning, wildly swung her chest. I ejaculated all my semen. "From now on... we... can't... do this anymore," Xiaolin gasped, still basking in the afterglow of pleasure, her words insincere. I smeared the semen that slowly flowed from her vagina onto her snow-white buttocks. "As long as you're willing, I have no objection," I said with a smile as I finished dressing and opened the door to leave. Chapter 41 of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission's Story: Although they were an elderly couple, it was still their wedding night, and they had to celebrate and express their feelings. The afternoon's fierce battle had drained me of a lot of energy, but thankfully, pregnant Shen Ping was easy to please. Seeing how she'd started strong but ended weakly, I assumed it was just exhaustion from the past few days of work, and she obediently and considerately snuggled up to me and fell asleep. The next morning, feeling refreshed, I naturally couldn't leave out the unfinished work from the previous night. The two of us made love in bed for a while, with Shen Ping lying flat on her back, her pregnant belly swaying, happily enjoying my diligent labor. Exhausted, I collapsed onto the bed, panting heavily. Shen Ping, licking the remaining semen from the corner of her mouth, dressed herself. "Hurry... get up... honey, let's say hello to Mom and Dad together." "I'll sleep a little longer." "Don't sleep anymore, or Mom will think I tormented you last night." After we went to say good morning to Mom and Dad, Shen Ping pulled me to accompany her for a walk. The air in the county town was quite fresh in the morning. Arm in arm with me, we walked and talked. "I've been thinking about what you said these past two days. Maybe going down to the county for a temporary post would be beneficial for you, me, and the baby. Anyway, it's only for a short two years. Besides, I can visit you there during my maternity leave. Which county are you planning to go to?" "It would be best if we could go to our hometown, but there are no openings. Of the seventeen counties this year, only Fuyuan County offers a full-fledged post; the others offer deputy posts." "You're not thinking of going to Fuyuan, are you?" Fuyuan sounds nice, but it's actually the most remote and impoverished county in the province. "Whether I can even be assigned to a temporary post is still uncertain. It's not like you can just go wherever you want. Let's talk about it when I get back. Anyway, I'm not planning to hide our affair any longer." "You rascal! I'm getting married just three months after Wang's death. I'll be so embarrassed in the government office!" "Then let's transfer out of this unit. I don't want to stay here any longer. The longer I stay, the more scared I get." "What's there to be scared of?" "You don't know what's going on in your office. With all the state-owned assets being auctioned off during enterprise reforms, every single one has some shady dealings. If provincial leaders ask you to sign something, would you dare refuse? Once you sign, the responsibility is yours. Future restructurings won't be just a few hundred thousand; there will be loopholes of at least a million or even tens of millions. If you say you didn't take any money, who will believe you?" " Then what should we do?"

“My parents have made a lot of money in the electronics business over the years. With that two million, I plan to buy real estate with it all. The rent from the storefront plus our salaries should be enough to cover our expenses. It will even cover the cost of our child's overseas studies when he grows up. Do you think it's worth it for me to go to jail for a few hundred thousand?”

“What you said makes some sense. I'll talk to the provincial leaders for you when we get back.” “Don't get involved. I'll go see Secretary Fang.” The day after I returned to the provincial capital, I went to Secretary Fang's office with wedding candy. "So, you still married Shen Ping after all. Do you know how much of a negative impact this will have on your future?"

"Uncle Fang, what era are we living in? This is my private life. Besides, we haven't broken any laws. Even if Wang Jibei weren't dead, Shen Ping would have divorced him long ago and still married me. Shen Ping is a well-educated and reasonable woman. I didn't accept her out of pity or gratitude. You know I'm a bit impulsive; it's better for me to find an older wife." "That's true, but for a promising cadre like you, there are bound to be some negative side effects. By the way, the other day there was a meeting discussing cadres going to the countryside for temporary assignments. I wonder why Deputy Secretary Li suggested appointing you to Fuyuan as a temporary county head? Did you go to see him?"

"You're the only leader I know. How could I not consult you?"

"I'm also puzzled. On the surface, it's a good thing—a direct promotion from section chief to division chief, a jump of two ranks. But Fuyuan is a complicated place!" "

?"

"Feng Deyuan, the Party Secretary of Fuyuan, is a notorious local tyrant. Three county heads have already been investigated and punished, but he remains unscathed. Someone signed a complaint against him, but this comrade unexpectedly fell into a valley and died the day before we went to verify the issue. I'm a little worried about you going there; it's more like a trap."

"Uncle Fang, don't worry about that. As you know, my parents have made a lot of money in business over the years thanks to the Party's policies. I will definitely not have any financial problems. Actually, I came to see you today to seek your opinion. I'd like to go down to the grassroots level for a temporary assignment to hone my skills. Grassroots work is much tougher than government work, but I believe it will greatly help my growth. I just don't know why Secretary Li mentioned my name?"

Feigning confusion, she thought Li Hongjun was a true friend.

"You, you made significant contributions to Wang Jibei's case, and the problems discovered during the enterprise restructuring you mentioned some time ago have been verified, proving I didn't misjudge you." "Fine, I'll put you in this big melting pot. Whether you become a dragon or a worm depends on you. Just don't embarrass me." Walking out of the office, I suppressed my elation, remembering his words. Indeed, Fuyuan County wasn't a smooth road to promotion. If what Secretary Fang said was true, Fuyuan might become my Waterloo. My holiday wasn't until tomorrow, but as I walked, I reached the office building and turned back, intending to go home. I climbed the steps to the office.

I tiptoed to the door, gently opened it, and prepared to surprise He Wenjie. But the voices coming from inside shocked me.

Chapter 42 of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission's story:

"Ah...ah...harder...fuck me harder!" He Wenjie's lewd cries reached my ears. This slut, she's already acting like a jerk after only a few days away. Even though she wasn't my wife, I couldn't help feeling a little jealous, but more than that, I was curious. Who was that man inside?

"You slut, I can't stand your lewdness. Your vagina is so loose, are you having an affair with Fang Zhiyuan?" "

No...nothing...it was all your doing, wasn't it?"

The satisfied man laughed happily. "That's right, with Xiaoming's little dick, no wonder you cheated on me. Didn't your father-in-law sleep with you?"

I grinned. This kid is really funny, saying the same thing as me. Damn, who could he be? Definitely not from this unit. Why does his voice sound so familiar?

"Red... Army...brother, you really know how to do this, my little cunt is almost ruined by you." "Slut, after we get Fang Zhiyuan away, I'll make you a section chief, and I'll come and fuck you every day." "It's settled, transfer him away...you have to make me a section chief." "A secretary can't even get promoted to a section chief? What a joke. After that, we'll transfer Shen Ping away too, and make you a department head. Come on, lick my dick."

"Why do you want to sleep with Shen Ping too?"

"Damn it, I thought Wang was dead, and I could finally get this ice flower, but who knew Fang Zhiyuan beat me to it." This bastard played dirty tricks on me. When I asked him for help, he made all sorts of excuses. Whenever it came to actual issues, he'd just shove and shove. What business is it of his if he doesn't help with the resettlement of laid-off workers? A mere section chief's meddling made me spend millions more. What's with the innocent act? I bet he didn't get the money to buy that villa with Shen Ping.”

“His…dad…is quite wealthy.” “No wonder. Then I can't keep him here; he's blocking my path to wealth. Yes…lick it down…like that…it feels so damn good. Your father-in-law will be out of work in a year. After that, just follow my orders, and you'll get promoted and make a fortune without a second thought.” "Ah...I came...I came!" "Tell him to leave...and never...never let him come back," He Wenjie said viciously, swallowing her semen.

Her words jolted me awake. I tiptoed out and locked the door. On the way home, my head was spinning. I thought Li Hongjun was a friend, and I tried my best to help him without breaking the law. Who knew he would scheme against me? It's too late to regret it now. No wonder Secretary Fang said Fuyuan was a trap. Wang's diary seemed to mention Feng Deyuan; I'll understand when I get back.

And this He Wenjie, she betrayed me too. I, who had always been so successful, was suddenly hit with such a blow; the depression in my heart was unimaginable. When I got home, Shen Ping saw my ashen face and assumed Secretary Fang had criticized me, so she didn't dare say anything and obediently watched TV with Shen Yan in the living room.

I went inside, closed the bedroom door, and took out... Sure enough, Feng Deyuan's name was on a notebook. It turned out that he was promoted to Party Secretary of Fuyuan County by Deputy Secretary Li when he was the regional Party Secretary. Wang's notebook clearly recorded every bribe Feng Deyuan gave to Li. It's unbelievable that a severely impoverished county that relies on government aid every year would have so much money for bribes. Li Hongjun wanted to use my transfer to Fuyuan as a way to get rid of me, a thorn in his side, and maybe he even had designs on Shen Ping. And then there's He Wenjie, who sold her body again for her so-called future and participated in my conspiracy. Actually, all of this could be forgiven because of human selfishness, especially since I've never truly respected her. But her last words enraged and hurt me. How could I make her taste the pain of betrayal to release the anger in my heart? Just as I was considering how to get revenge, Shen Ping gently knocked on the door.

"Honey, let's eat, the food's getting cold," she called softly. Not wanting my anger to affect my family, I put my mind at ease and stepped out of the room.

I put my arm around Ping, who was looking at me with concern, and said, "It's okay, darling, I just heard I'm being assigned to Fuyuan County, which is too far from home, and I'm a little upset."

"Oh...you scared me to death! I thought something terrible had happened. It's okay, honey, I've already thought it through. It's only two years, don't be sad about it. If I can't come back for a week, I'll come back every two weeks. I'll come see you, okay?" "It takes at least a day to get from Fuyuan to the provincial capital." "Really? A day's drive is almost to Beijing! It can't be that bad." "I heard it's a mountain road there. Old Zhang told me when I accompanied you to the hospital for your checkup last time. Don't you know his driving skills? He's a famously fast driver."

"What can I do? Oh, don't worry, I'll just take sick leave after I give birth and move there with him/her. As for the house, let Shen Yan oversee the renovations." After dinner ,

I was on the sofa, embracing my two sisters on either side, watching TV. The VCD player was showing a Hong Kong movie, starring an actor named Ouyang, something about someone who contracted AIDS from prostitution. Shen Ping slapped my thigh, then, pretending to be fierce, twisted my penis with her fingers and said, "Honey, if you ever mess around and get a disease, I won't forgive you. I'll castrate you tonight when you're asleep." "With two such beautiful women with me, how can I have the energy to mess around?" I said with a wry smile, then suddenly a brilliant idea struck me.

Aroused by the pornographic film, I stood up, turned to face the two beauties, pulled down my shorts to reveal my erect penis, and said, "Come on, come on. I won't have time to go hunting if I'm full."

Chapter 43 of the story of the State

-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission. Early in the morning, I went to the hospital to find my brother Hua Wu. He looked at my request, feeling troubled but unable to refuse. "Why did you think of asking for this? Be careful not to get it on yourself." He carefully put the sealed test tube in a bag from the disease control center laboratory and handed it to me.

Not long after I got to the office, He Wenjie walked in with a smile, took off her thin woolen coat and hung it up. "Zhiyuan, you're getting married and promoted, you have to treat us."

"Oh, I don't want to go. I feel so bad leaving you, my beautiful wife. I'm planning to resign from my temporary post with Secretary Li."

He Wenjie's face twitched, and then she laughed. "You're just teasing me. County Chief, you can't bear to part with me. You can just give me a call and I'll come over." She straddled me, licking my lips with her tongue and making a soft moan. "I can't bear to part with your big cock either. If you want me back, just come find me, anytime." If I hadn't heard those words yesterday, I might have been indulging in their lewdness and finding immense pride and satisfaction. But now, looking at this vicious woman, I wanted to strangle her.

"How many more chances will we have to be together? My wife is watching me closely, and I'm sure I'll be busy with work. Sigh, let's not talk about the future. Let's just enjoy ourselves while we can. Come on, feed my little brother a taste, let it remember your flavor!"

"You're going to die! Aren't you going to the Organization Department to get your transfer order?"

She pulled her fingers out of her underwear. "Look, it's all wet, how come it still smells like a man?" "

Xiao Ming insisted on getting a bunch of them this morning. Wait a minute, I'll go wash up." She took off her underwear from under her skirt and draped it over my head, humming a song as she went to the women's restroom to wash herself.

I took the underwear and spread it on the seat, quickly opened the glass test tube in the drawer, dripped the culture fluid containing the genital wart virus into the middle of the underwear, and then carefully turned the waistband up. I tossed the test tube into a sealed bag and put it in my briefcase. Then I took off the leather gloves I had just put on, turned around, and went into the break room to rinse my hands under the tap.

He Wenjie closed the door and came in. "Are you clean? Let me check."

Perhaps she was in a daze, but she obediently sat on the bed on duty and opened her legs. Her genitals were still wet from washing, and there were still a few drops of water on her pubic hair. Her labia were clearly marked with traces of lovemaking that morning and were slightly red and swollen.

I picked her up and sat her on the bed like I was changing a child's bladder. As soon as my penis touched her labia, the glans squeezed in. "You slut, you didn't wash inside?" "I did. Wash. It's wet again because of you." Not satisfied with that, she wrapped her arms around my neck, put her legs on the edge of the bed, and started to move her buttocks, her round little buttocks bouncing up and down and hitting my thighs. Her full breasts bounced rhythmically up and down with her movements. I grabbed those swaying breasts and kneaded them hard. "No... gently... ah... oh... gently..." Her vagina

scraped against my penis, trembling and writhing inside, quickly secreting a large amount of vaginal fluid that flowed out with each thrust.

"You little slut, will you bear to leave me?"

"...I... don't say anymore... ah... so... hard... so... hot..."

She didn't seize the last chance, and I no longer had any pity for her.

I made her lie on the bed like a dog, and standing on the edge of the bed, I pressed my body tightly against her raised, snow-white buttocks. I slowly pulled my penis out a long way and then slowly pushed it back in, while spreading her buttocks and inserting my fingers into her anus. He Wenjie, stimulated in both places at the same time, moaned lasciviously.

Seeing her reveling in this final frenzy, I grinned maliciously and increased the speed and force to the extreme, violently thrusting my penis into her tender vagina like a spear. The number of fingers inserted into her anus increased from one to three. The pleasure and pain turned Wenjie's moans into cries.

"Gently...have...me...please..." Ignoring her pleas, I pulled my penis out and forcefully thrust it back into her anus, continuing my relentless assault. After a trickle of blood flowed from her torn anus, I ejaculated into her body for the last time.

"You...today...are like...a wolf," she said with a hint of resentment, "and your backside is a little torn."

"So you'll think of me when you're inconvenienced these next few days," I said casually, putting on my clothes. "Come on, I'm going to get my transfer order. I heard you're getting promoted to section chief?"

He Wenjie, still in her underwear, was taken aback. "Who told you that?"

"I'm leaving. Who else would I promote if not you? Congratulations in advance." Looking at the speechless He Wenjie, I turned and walked out of the office where I had spent nearly three years, downstairs.

Standing at the gate of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission (SASAC), I felt the slight warmth of the winter sun, dispelling the chill in the gazes cast upon me from behind.

Those who lie low for long will soar high, while those who bloom early will perish early. Will I be the former or the latter? No one can predict their future. But one thing I firmly believe: although unpredictable, my destiny will be in my own hands.

The story of the SASAC: The story of the county magistrate on temporary assignment, Chapter 1.

The car bumped along the mountain road, startling Fang Zhiyuan from his reverie.

This morning, I went to report to the regional government. Secretary Ma had a frank conversation with me about the situation in Fuyuan. "Secretary Fang has kept me in this position for almost a year. Although most counties and cities in the region have made significant progress in economic development and anti-corruption efforts, Fuyuan is the only exception, remaining stagnant. Feng Deyuan bears a great deal of responsibility for this. The organization has considered replacing him, but Fuyuan has a unique geographical location, surrounded by mountains and water on three sides. The only road there is poorly maintained due to historical reasons. In addition, three consecutive county heads have been investigated and punished for various reasons, making many department-level cadres prefer to remain idle at home rather than be transferred there. Feng Deyuan is a native of Fuyuan." This man, who rose through the ranks from commune clerk to where he is today, is certainly capable, yet he hasn't achieved much. You could say he's inefficient, but he's also quite proactive. Last year, a cadre reported some problems with him, but the person later died, and the investigation couldn't find any fault. Plus, with the support of his former superior, Deputy Secretary Li, it's even harder to touch him. Therefore, Secretary Fang didn't object to your decision to go to Fuyuan; he called me before you arrived this morning. In short, Comrade Zhiyuan! You can't let Secretary Fang down! "Little Li, this is probably what they call a washboard road." Because of the trip to Fuyuan, an off-road vehicle was specially arranged to take Fang Zhiyuan to his new post. "This road is alright; the section ahead is really difficult."

Upon reaching the front, Fang Zhiyuan couldn't help but gasp. The road to Shu

is difficult, more difficult than ascending to heaven. This saying is not an exaggeration at all. After passing the narrow passage at the foot of the cliff, the two got out of the car to urinate. Fang Zhiyuan pointed to a flat, desolate cemetery in the distance and asked the driver, "Why don't you build a highway from there?"

"That's a long story," said Xiao Li, smoking a cigarette, slowly. "That cemetery is for ethnic minority people who sacrificed their lives to help the Red Army. The leaders said back then that as long as the Communist Party conquered the country, this land would never be touched. Decades have passed in the blink of an eye. Many leaders have considered it, but their leaders were unwilling. Who dared to cross that line?"

"Oh, I see," Fang Zhiyuan said, lost in thought.

The car drove into the county government gate, which was adorned with a red banner that read, "Warmly welcome Comrade Fang Zhiyuan to work in Fuyuan." A portly man in his fifties, accompanied by several people, greeted Fang Zhiyuan at the entrance of the government office building, shaking his hand as Fang Zhiyuan stepped out of the car. "Welcome, welcome! I'm Feng Deyuan. County Chief Fang, you must be tired from your journey."

A warm, honest smile graced his dark face. "Hello, Secretary Feng, just call me Zhiyuan." "Okay, Comrade Zhiyuan, let me introduce you. This is Deputy County Head Zhang, Deputy Secretary Jian, and Chairman Zhou of the CPPCC..."

After shaking hands and getting acquainted, Director Xu from the County Party Committee Office said, "Well then, County Chief Fang must be tired from his journey. Director Xu, please arrange for him to stay at the county guesthouse. Make sure he gets the best room on the east side, and we'll have a welcome-back dinner later. Xiao Li, you stay here too, and go back tomorrow. It's not safe to leave at night."

Director Xu quickly ushered me into the car and had Xiao Li drive to the county guesthouse.

On the way, Director Xu turned from the front seat with a fawning smile, flattering me, "County Chief Fang is truly young and promising. You must have had a long journey." "It's alright." "

Secretary Feng arranged for you to arrive early this morning, why are you only arriving now?" "Oh, I was delayed in the region. I didn't expect the road to be so difficult." "It used to be difficult too. This road was repaired at a cost of over 30 million yuan in the first half of the year." "This is the kind of road you're talking about? And it cost tens of millions?"

"Where did the county get tens of millions?" "Well, it's a special fund allocated for this purpose." Fang Zhiyuan clearly sensed something fishy was going on but didn't say anything more.

Upon arriving at the guesthouse entrance, Fang Zhiyuan was admiring the opulent little hotel. As Director Xu instructed several female staff members to carry luggage inside, a sudden scream startled everyone. A disheveled, mentally unstable woman leaped out from under a flowerbed. "Where's security? How did they let her in? Don't want to work here anymore? Get her out of here!" Fang Zhiyuan scrutinized the woman. Beneath her disheveled hair, her filthy face somehow held a hint of beauty and sorrow. Curious, he asked Xu, "Who is this?"

"Her? Her husband used to be a section chief in the audit bureau. He died in a motorcycle accident after drinking one night. After that, she kept saying her husband was murdered and petitioned everywhere. The police investigated the scene and confirmed it was a drunk driving accident. Then she slowly went insane." The woman,

being led out of the courtyard, twisted her body and turned back to Fang, calling out, "Husband, come home with me!" Their eyes met, and Fang Zhiyuan froze. Then he turned and walked into the hotel with Xu. "How long has Director Xu been in this position?"

"Me? I used to be the director of the audit bureau, but I only took office this year. Please forgive me if I have made any oversights in my work, County Chief Fang." "Don't mention it. You're a veteran comrade too. I'm still quite unfamiliar with Fuyuan. If there's anything I don't understand, I'll have to ask you for advice." "The house is very well decorated," Fang Zhiyuan asked Director Xu, looking at the hotel's decor. "Oh. This was specially prepared for you. Two weeks ago, when Secretary Feng learned that County Chief Fang was coming to take office, he specially arranged for the place to be renovated." "There's no need to stay in such a nice place. My nose is a bit allergic, and the smell of the renovation is too strong. Just arrange a single room in the government dormitory tomorrow."

Director Xu hesitated for a moment. "Okay...okay, I'll arrange it tomorrow. But tonight?"

"Oh, Xiao Li and I can just squeeze into one room tonight." The phone rang. "County Chief Fang, let's go out for dinner." "Okay." "Director Xu, do you have any pheasants?"

"Your Xiao Li is really benefiting from County Chief Fang's connections; he cooked two tonight." Seeing the surprised look, Xiao Li explained, "It's a specialty of Fuyuan, a kind of wild game."

"I thought it was the hazel grouse from Northeast China,"

Director Xu replied. "That thing doesn't taste much different from chicken, but it's not as good as our pheasants." "Director Xu, you've eaten Northeast pheasants?"

"The food in Northeast China after our trip to Russia with Secretary Feng wasn't very interesting."

Evening socializing was inevitable. Fang Zhiyuan and his colleagues clinked glasses, pretending to be unable to hold their liquor. Secretary Feng placed a piece of what he called "flying dragon" into his bowl. "Come on, Zhiyuan, try this local specialty. It's very nourishing for men." It was a type of snake, slightly flattened, and indeed, it had a unique flavor. After eating a few more pieces, he soon felt a warm sensation in his lower abdomen.

Back at the hotel, everyone left, and when he turned around, Xiao Li was nowhere to be seen; he didn't know where he'd gone to have some fun.

Fang Zhiyuan was taking a shower when he heard the door open. He thought it was Xiao Li returning. "Come on. Help me scrub my back." A hand was rubbing his back as the door opened. "Xiao Li, have you been up to something? How come you don't even have the strength to scrub my back?" Suddenly, he felt two fleshy things touch his back. He turned around and saw it was a female waitress.

Fang Zhiyuan quickly wrapped a towel around his lower body. "Who are you?"

The girl, who was naked from the waist up, was so frightened by his stern tone that she almost cried.

"I...I..."

The girl was quite pretty, with a few freckles on her fair face, and two small red cherries on her small, delicate breasts. She was wearing a very short skirt that only reached her upper thighs, and her eyes were brimming with tears.

"Don't cry, put your clothes on first."

Fang Zhiyuan quickly put on his shorts and went outside to sit on the bed. (From

Chapter 2 of "The Story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission: The Story of the Temporary County Head")

Through the girl's sobbing narration, it was learned that she was a hotel waitress. A few days ago, her brother had been arrested by the police for tax evasion. Today, she went to Director Xu for help. Xu suggested that she serve the new county head well, otherwise her brother would be in trouble. For her brother, she abandoned her girlish modesty and dignity, wanting to use her body to exchange for her brother's freedom. After hearing the explanation, Fang had a better understanding of the situation; they were trying to drag him into

this mess to control him. Smelling the girl's sweet fragrance, a surge of heat rose from his lower abdomen and spread down to his body; his penis was already erect. The effects of the "flying dragon" were truly immediate. Fang Zhiyuan suppressed his desire, comforting Xiaoqin and telling her to go back first, then quickly ran to the bathroom to extinguish the burning lust within him with cold water.

The next morning, Fang Zhiyuan met with Feng Deyuan and convened a meeting of the county's standing committee. At the meeting, everyone got to know each other. It was clear from the meeting that, apart from the secretary of the county's armed forces department, the other six of the remaining seven standing committee members were likely Feng Deyuan's confidants, readily agreeing to Feng's various proposals. Feng Deyuan introduced, “County Chief Fang was personally selected by higher-ups to work in Fuyuan. He previously worked at the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission and is a top student from the School of Economics. I hope everyone will fully cooperate with Comrade Fang Zhiyuan to boost Fuyuan’s economy. Now, please let County Chief Fang convey the instructions from the Provincial Party Committee.”

“Hello everyone,” Feng Deyuan continued, “Secretary Feng has already introduced my situation, so I won’t elaborate. The purpose of my being sent to Fuyuan is very clear: the Provincial Party Committee leaders are very dissatisfied with Fuyuan’s economic development. Of course, there are many objective reasons for this, and we cannot attribute all the responsibility to the leadership team. However, we still have some shortcomings in our work, which we cannot shirk. I hope everyone can support and cooperate with me in carrying out my work together to bring Fuyuan’s economy to a new level. As the saying goes, haste makes waste, and we cannot be impatient to achieve results immediately. After all, I am from out of town and do not yet understand the situation in Fuyuan. Specific work implementation still requires collective wisdom; let’s all think of ways together. Comrades, if you have any good suggestions, please share them.” Everyone began to whisper among themselves, offering the expected excuses about inconvenient transportation, impure local customs, and so on.

Fang Zhiyuan turned to Secretary Feng and said, "How about this, you'll still handle the county's work. I'll start by going down to the lower levels tomorrow to get a feel for the situation."

Hearing the new county head's slightly weak tone, Feng Deyuan smiled confidently and nodded.

After arranging his accommodations, Fang declined Xu's offer and chose a driver from the driving team who had been demobilized from the army this year. That afternoon, he began visiting various townships. Before leaving, he instructed Secretary Liu of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission to notify the Public Security Bureau to release Xiaoqin's brother, the waitress.

After visiting several townships, Fang Zhiyuan discovered that Fuyuan, as a small mountain county, was truly a blessed place. Not only was it rich in resources, but its climate was also warm and humid year-round, with a forest coverage rate approaching 80%. Standing on the mountaintop, looking at the green land covered by a thin mist, far from the hustle and bustle of the city, Fang Zhiyuan's restless mind gradually calmed down. He felt the harmonious breeze of nature and gradually entered a state of perfect harmony with the universe. How wonderful it would be to build a villa here and live a carefree life with Shen Ping, escaping the scheming political struggles!

"County Chief Fang, the car can't go any further. We have to walk down the mountain, cross the river, and we'll reach the minority area," the driver, Lao Ma, interrupted his reverie.

They descended the mountain and crossed a wooden bridge. The two walked along the river towards the village. This place was the Achilles' heel if they wanted to build a road to the outside world; relocation was essential. Although he knew mobilizing the entire village was an impossible task, Fang Zhiyuan was still unwilling to give up without going.

A girl's cry of alarm came from afar. The two exchanged glances—someone had fallen into the water! Fang Zhiyuan and Lao Ma rushed over. In the process, Fang Zhiyuan took off his coat and shoes and plunged into the water. The drowning girl struggled desperately, nearly dragging him down with her. Fang Zhiyuan had no choice but to hold her head down and let her drink until she lost consciousness before pulling her ashore.

Although it was spring-like here all year round, it was winter after all. Soaked to the bone, Fang Zhiyuan felt a chill and shivered. Lao Ma quickly draped his coat over him. "Never mind me, let's look at her first." A beautiful young woman of seventeen or eighteen lay flat on the riverbank, her dark hair soaked and covering her face. Her slender figure and firm breasts were tightly wrapped in her wet white shirt, revealing two small, rosy nipples.

Her skirt had been washed away by the water, leaving her only in white cotton panties. Sparse pubic hair lay on her full mons pubis, and a strand of waterweed was still tangled between her legs.

Gently lifting her hair to reveal her fair face, Fang Zhiyuan couldn't help but gasp inwardly. Her oval face had willow-leaf eyebrows that obediently rested on her tightly closed eyes. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, glistening with water droplets. Her skin was as white and smooth as jade, without a single flaw. Her lovely lips were now pale, like a sleeping goddess, making her appear incredibly pitiful.

"County Chief Fang, I'll go to the village to get help. You need to start CPR on her right away."

Fang Zhiyuan first turned her over onto his lap to drain the water, then laid the girl flat on her back, pinched her small nostrils, and began CPR. Apparently, he had given her too much water; it took the girl a while to show any reaction. While continuing CPR, Fang Zhiyuan pressed his elbow against her chest, feeling her firm breasts bounce under his pressure, and a wicked thought even crossed his mind.

The girl beneath him began to breathe more smoothly. Fang Zhiyuan heard hurried footsteps behind him, covered the girl's lower body with his coat, and was about to turn around when he was suddenly kicked in mid-air, pinning her back down.

"I'll beat you to death, you filthy scoundrel!"

a burly young man of seventeen or eighteen said viciously. Fang Zhiyuan tried to explain while fending off the boy's attacks, but the boy continued to strike him relentlessly. Fang Zhiyuan's anger flared. He grabbed the boy's wrist, turned, and slammed him to the ground, locking his throat and pressing his knee into his back to prevent any resistance. "I told you, I'm saving someone. Why the hell are you still hitting me?"

"County Chief Fang, first... let... him go!" Old Ma, panting heavily, ran over, followed by a robust woman in her forties. "You need to work out. You haven't been back from the army for a year, how come you're so out of breath after running this far?" "I... I... I've gained a little weight. This is Village Chief Yalan, and this is the new County Chief Fang." "County Chief Fang, hello." "Hello, Village Chief Yalan, ouch!" Old Ma quickly helped Fang Zhiyuan, whose back was already bruised from the boy's flying kick. The female village chief bent down to check on the girl's condition, then turned and sternly reprimanded the boy in the local dialect. She then walked up to Fang, saying, "Thank you, County Chief Fang, for saving my daughter. Please forgive this young man's ignorance." "It's alright, it's alright. Is this young man your son?" "

No, he's my daughter's good friend." Although Ya Lan was over forty, the years had etched their marks on her face, but she still couldn't hide her former beauty. Upon closer inspection, she did indeed resemble the woman who had fallen into the water, except her waist was thicker, her skin darker, and her breasts were much larger than her daughter's.

"No wonder the magpies were chirping so loudly this morning; it turns out a distinguished guest has arrived. County Chief Fang, your timing is perfect; tonight is our bonfire festival."

Upon hearing the word "fire," Fang Zhiyuan couldn't help but shiver and hug his shoulders tightly.

"We'll talk about it later. Let's hurry to the village and warm ourselves by the fire."

Old Ma took out his soaking wet clothes and draped his own coat over him.

In Chapter 3 of the story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission's "The Story of the County Head on Temporary

Assignment," Fang Zhiyuan and the female village head were having a lively conversation around the campfire. Ya Lan gave him a brief introduction to the village. This was a matriarchal minority group that still practiced walking marriage. Although Ya Lan was called the village head, she was actually the leader of the tribe.

"County Head Fang, let me toast you. If it weren't for your help today, my daughter would be dead. You are my great benefactor." "Not at all, Village Head Ya Lan, you're too kind." Under the influence of alcohol, Ya Lan's cheeks were flushed and her eyes sparkled. "Just call me Ya Lan, County Head Fang." "Hehe, okay!"

Although this woman was in her forties, she didn't have the plump figure of a middle-aged urban woman. Upon closer inspection, she had a bit of the allure of a black peony.

"Sister Yalan, why are there so few young men and women in the village besides the elderly?"

"Sigh, our transportation is bad, our economy is backward, and the temptations of the outside world are so great, many people have gone out to work." "Then why are you against the county building roads?"

"It's not that I haven't thought about it, but it's a long story. Today, that boy's father is the village's sorcerer. He performed several rituals, but the Mountain God objected. Who dares to bring it up again?"

Fang Zhiyuan asked curiously, "How did the Mountain God object?" "

The wine offered to the Mountain God's statue turned red immediately. The sorcerer said that if we disturb our ancestors' graves and offend the Mountain God, everyone in the village will die." "Oh? Can we pray to the Mountain God again tomorrow? Maybe we'll have an unexpected reward!"

Yalan beckoned over a middle-aged man of similar age and whispered something in his ear. The thin man, his face ashen, looked at Fang Zhiyuan with vulture-like eyes and nodded helplessly. Fang Zhiyuan called over Old Ma, who was happily lost in the moment, and gave him a few instructions. Old Ma then turned and walked out of the village.

The villagers around the campfire were drinking their homemade rice wine, singing and dancing. Every now and then, someone would come over to toast Fang Zhiyuan. Although the alcohol content was low, the aftereffects were still strong. After a few jin of wine, Fang Zhiyuan's face began to flush. Yalan grabbed his hand and joined the crowd in dancing in the open space around the campfire.

Dressed in traditional clothing, Yalan swayed wildly, her long hair flying in the air. Through her ripped bodice, two large breasts could be seen bobbing up and down. Fang Zhiyuan's penis became erect. Yalan noticed the slight bulge in his crotch, smiled knowingly, and took two wildflowers from the side. She pinned one to his chest and placed the other in his hand, her eyes seemingly indicating that she should wear it herself.

When Fang Zhiyuan tucked the flower into her bosom, the villagers cheered and surrounded the two, showering them with rice stalks and flower petals. Fang Zhiyuan and Yalan were lifted and carried into a thatched hut.

After the crowd withdrew and closed the door, a bewildered Fang Zhiyuan looked at Yalan with a surprised expression. Yalan lowered her head with a shy, girlish expression. "We have a custom here," she said. "When a man from another village comes to the annual bonfire festival, the tribal chief presents him with a flower. If he accepts it and tucks it back into her bosom, it means he also likes her. The two will spend the night together. If the man gives the flower to another woman, that woman will become the new chief."

Fang Zhiyuan was stunned. Saying no now would not only hurt the woman's feelings but also offend the entire village. Having been away on field research for over a week without sexual activity, his body was slowly leaning towards a more relaxed, accepting attitude.

Although he no longer objected in his heart, he still couldn't bring himself to say it, and could only sit by the fire, smoking. Seeing that he didn't react for a long time, Ya Lan said aggrievedly, "If you're a man, say something! I got pregnant with Xiang'er in the same way, and that man was also an official. I never even considered going back to him. If you're worried about affecting your reputation as an official, then let me tell you clearly, after tonight, neither of us will hold the other back. If County Chief Fang thinks I'm ugly, I'll go out right now and let the villagers laugh at me!" Ya Lan rushed towards the door, but Fang Zhiyuan grabbed her, and with the momentum, they were pressed against the door. Looking closely at each other, feeling each other's rapid breathing, Ya Lan took the initiative and put her tongue into Fang's mouth, and they kissed.

In their kiss, they retreated and fell onto the thick straw mat by the fire. Ya Lan pressed herself against Fang, sucking hard on his tongue, while impatiently taking off her clothes.

Naked, Yalan turned her body around, exposing her genitals to Fang Zhiyuan. She unbuckled his belt, and once his panties were down, she eagerly grabbed his thick, slightly erect penis and shoved it into her mouth.

Fang Zhiyuan had never been so passive during sex. Although the other women he had slept with had also unleashed their desires wildly, they were ultimately aroused by his powerful thrusts. None of them had ever been as proactive as she was.

Yalan before him seemed to have transformed into a sex beast, greedily demanding more.

The story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission: The story of the county magistrate on temporary assignment, Chapter 4.

Her slightly protruding abdomen and pubic area were directly facing Fang Zhiyuan. Thick pubic hair covered the inverted triangle, and her labia had long lost their fresh color, turning dark. Fang Zhiyuan used his fingers to part them and inserted them into her vagina, slowly teasing her. Ya Lan continuously licked his penis and testicles, moving her body to meet the fingers moving in and out of her vagina. Bright red clitoris was pulled in and out between her dark purple labia by his fingers, overflowing with gushing fluids. The stark visual contrast ignited Fang Zhiyuan's lust, burning fiercely alongside the flames around him.

Feeling the penis in her mouth hard as iron, Ya Lan turned around, supporting it with her hand as she slowly sat down. The glans, lubricated by the fluids, smoothly entered her vagina, reaching the bottom. She leaned over Fang, teasing his nipples with her tongue. Her vagina began to writhe, squeezing the glans. Ya Lan's vagina wasn't very tight but unique, shaped like a funnel, wider on the outside and narrower on the inside. It was quite novel for Fang Zhiyuan, except that his penis lacked the feeling of being tightly enveloped by the vaginal walls, which prolonged the duration of intercourse.

Curious and excited, he watched this unrestrained woman, her face flushed, her long hair flowing freely, sweat dripping from her neck onto her abdomen, her large breasts swaying up and down and side to side. With the rhythmic swaying of her hips, her vagina repeatedly slid from the tip of his penis to the base, the mixed vaginal fluid stretching out like noodles, accompanied by squelching sounds.

"Oh, oh," the moans grew louder, Yalan making indistinct sounds, her body heaving faster and faster, finally letting out a gasp and a scream, clinging tightly to Fang Zhiyuan, trembling all over, her vaginal opening sucking desperately at his glans like a baby nursing.

Fang Zhiyuan clearly felt a warm liquid pouring out onto his glans. He gripped her firm buttocks with both hands, his penis thrusting upwards forcefully, a large amount of warm vaginal fluid flowing out as it reached the entrance.

After her climax, Yalan lay limp and motionless on him, only her vagina still trembling. "Why are you behaving now? I haven't even started yet."

Pressing the woman beneath him, Fang Zhiyuan began to thrust. The vaginal fluid had thickened, adding resistance to his thrusts and intensifying his pleasure. He gripped her breasts tightly, squeezing her nipples together, arousing Yalan again. Fang Zhiyuan, now in control, skillfully teased her sensitive spots, his thrusts unaffected, continuing mechanically.

"No... I can't take it anymore... have mercy... on me," Yalan pleaded, her desire for a younger man backfired. As her lower body became wet again, the pain slowly turned into a tingling sensation, and her pleas turned into moans.

"You...are...so...amazing..."

The incoherent language made Fang Zhiyuan thrust even more violently. Because the vagina was loose, he adjusted the angle, letting the head of his penis press against one side of the flesh wall and slowly push forward. This time, he hit her vital spot. The intense pleasure overwhelmed Yalan, making her eyes roll back. She wrapped her arms around Fang's back, her legs on his buttocks, and urine gushed from her vagina, washing the ground beneath her.

With a roar, Fang Zhiyuan's penis pressed against the cervix, ejaculating hot semen.

The next morning, he was awakened by birdsong. Fang Zhiyuan opened his eyes and found that Yalan was gone. His clothes were thrown in the corner. Just as he was about to get up to get them, he sneezed. He lay back down and touched his head with the back of his hand. He was actually a little feverish. He guessed that he had caught a chill yesterday afternoon and then engaged in intense sex last night. The combination of cold and heat had made him catch a cold. Taking a cold shower had made him like this. He would have to exercise more after returning to the county town.

Just then, the door opened. It wasn't Ya Lan who entered, but her beautiful daughter.

Naked, Fang Zhiyuan awkwardly turned over, his body facing inwards. Seeing the naked man lying there so embarrassed, Xiang'er felt both ashamed and wanting to laugh. Leaving the door wasn't appropriate, but going forward was inconvenient. Just as she hesitated, Fang Zhiyuan sneezed again.

"Could you please hand me my clothes? Achoo!"

Abandoning her girlish shyness, Xiang'er mustered her courage and went over, kneeling behind him and reaching out to touch his forehead. "Ah..."

She hurriedly went to the hearth, poured hot water from the kettle into a basin, and brought it back to him, using a towel to wipe his body.

Fang Zhiyuan covered his lower body with his hands, letting Xiang'er do as she pleased. The young girl carefully washed his face, then wrung out a towel to wipe his body. When she reached his waist, the itchy Fang Zhiyuan couldn't help but remove his hands from his genitals to stop her.

Seeing Fang Zhiyuan scratching himself like a baby, Xiang'er chuckled and wiped the towel down, only to find herself gripping his penis.

Xiang'er's face flushed crimson; she tried to pull her hand back, but her body was out of control, frozen in place. (

Chapter 5 of "The Story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission: The Story of the County Head on Temporary Assignment

") If she weren't feeling unwell, she would already be fully erect. To ease the awkwardness, Fang Zhiyuan asked Xiang'er, "How did you fall into the river yesterday?"

Xiang'er withdrew her hand from his penis, covering her blushing face. "Are you feeling better today?"

Xiang'er remained silent.

Fang Zhiyuan forced himself to get up to grab his clothes, noticing out of the corner of his eye that Xiang'er was peeking at him through her fingers. He deliberately turned abruptly, his limp penis swinging in a circle, facing her directly.

Xiang'er quickly closed her eyes and lowered her head, her fair chest flushing. Fang Zhiyuan, still wearing his belt, asked again, "Xiang'er, where did your mother go?"

The door was pushed open with a bang. "County Chief Fang, get up," Ya Lan greeted him casually, as if nothing had happened the night before. Fang Zhiyuan felt a little awkward, but then he felt at ease. "Yes, Sister Ya Lan. I was just asking Xiang'er where you went." "She became mute after she got sick and had a fever when she was little. Oh, right, I've gathered all the villagers," Xiang'er gestured as she ran to her mother's side. Ya Lan looked at me. "County Chief Fang, are you sick?"

"It's alright, I caught a chill from the river yesterday, some ginger tea will do the trick. Come on, let's get down to business." Upon arriving at the mountain god temple, the man performing the ritual stirred up the crowd, encouraging them to gather below the platform and discuss the matter. Ya Lan, standing on the platform, called out, "Quiet down, everyone! County Magistrate Fang has a few words to say to us." "Folks, hello. My name is Fang Zhiyuan, and I'm the newly arrived county magistrate. I shouldn't have come to your village, but the day before yesterday I had a dream that I had to come and save someone. Yesterday afternoon, I came here with my driver, and sure enough, Xiangxiang fell into the river. This dream is truly accurate!" The ignorant villagers were fooled by these words, and the crowd fell silent, all staring at Fang Zhiyuan. "Our Shangshui has always been a treasure land imbued with the essence of heaven and earth, but in recent years, why are more and more children born with disabilities? Why is life getting worse instead of better? Why are young people leaving their hometowns? It's because the feng shui has changed. Look at that mountain road in the distance, doesn't it resemble a giant snake? And its Achilles' heel is in Shangshui. If this predicament isn't resolved, your future lives will become even more difficult." The surrounding villagers were a bit agitated. "Yes, that makes sense."

"Exactly, Hailong's family in the next village just had a newborn child who went blind." "What can we do?" "Let's ask the sorcerer." "Fellow villagers, the contributions you made to the Red Army and the Communist Party decades ago will not be forgotten by the Communist Party. Today I'm here to solve the problems you face and let everyone live a better life. We can block the original mountain road and build a highway here to cut off this snake's body. Last night, the mountain god appeared to me in a dream again. I asked the driver to fetch a jar of spring water. If the mountain god still disagrees, the spring water will turn red; if the mountain god agrees, the spring water will turn blue. Fellow villagers, do you agree?"

"Good!" the crowd below chorused. Fang Zhiyuan gestured to Yalan to let the sorcerer continue his shamanistic ritual, wearing a mask. He then had Old Ma place a large, transparent glass jar in front of the mountain god statue. Fang Zhiyuan himself clasped his hands together before the statue and mumbled a few words. He then removed the jar and placed it on a high platform. Slowly, the pure, colorless water turned deep blue, and the people below cheered.

"Fellow villagers," Fang Zhiyuan said, "when I return to the county, I will hold a meeting with my comrades to discuss the road construction. All expenses related to relocating graves will be borne by the county. Please, Grand Master, find another auspicious burial site. I assure you that your lives will undergo a dramatic transformation in less than three years."

Back in the room from the previous night, Fang Zhiyuan said to the middle-aged man, "Grand Master, I will not pursue your past fraudulent activities. As for your status and treatment, I guarantee they will not be worse than before. I hope you will actively cooperate with the government to ensure the road is completed. For each grave relocated, they will give you..." "No, the government will give you another hundred yuan. If you dare to oppose the government and Village Chief Yalan, I'll make you suffer a terrible fate."

The middle-aged man nodded obsequiously. "County Chief Fang, don't worry. I will cooperate with Yalan's work."

After the man left, Yalan looked at Fang Zhiyuan with almost worshipful eyes. "County Chief Fang, you're really capable. The villagers ask him to perform rituals for everything, big or small. He's more influential than me in the village. I never expected him to be so obedient to you. Did you really dream of the mountain god last night?"

Fang Zhiyuan nodded, thinking to himself, "I met the Mother Mountain Goddess last night." He pretended to be serious and said, "Yes, the Mountain Goddess wants you to repay me with your daughter." "Okay, you can rest here first. I'll bring Xiang'er over tonight. You're her great benefactor." The joke had gone too far, and Fang Zhiyuan didn't want to continue, so he quickly changed the subject. "By the way, have you taken Xiang'er to see a doctor for her illness?"

"The sorcerer has performed a few rituals, but it hasn't helped." "When you have time, take her to the county hospital with me. I'm heading back to the county today." Fang Zhiyuan had just stood up when he felt dizzy. Before he could take a step, he collapsed to the ground.

When Fang Zhiyuan opened his eyes, Ya Lan and her daughter, along with Old Ma, were standing around him. Old Ma anxiously asked, "County Chief Fang, are you alright? I'll call the county hospital for an ambulance." "It's not that serious, just a bit chilled. No need, I'll get up... and go back with you." Fang Zhiyuan struggled to get up, but Old Ma pressed him down. "You should rest first. Or I can go back to the county and bring a doctor." "Alright, go back and report the situation to Secretary Feng. Have him hold a meeting to discuss starting the road construction. This is a major event for Fuyuan; it can't be delayed any longer. I'll rest here for a couple of days and investigate the situation." After giving Ya Lan his instructions, Old Ma bid farewell to Fang Zhiyuan and left Shangshui. Chapter 6 of the story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission's "Story of the County Head on Temporary Assignment"

(November 2nd) : After Lao Ma left, Fang Zhiyuan developed a high fever. Xiang'er took care of him tirelessly for two days and one night, brewing herbal soup for him and wiping his entire body with a towel every half hour as Lao Ma had instructed to lower his temperature. It wasn't until the afternoon of the second day that Zhiyuan awoke from his slumber, feeling a good sweat and his fever had subsided. Opening his eyes, he saw the delicate Xiang'er, like a kitten, nestled against him, half-lying at his feet, fast asleep. He vaguely remembered her busy all night for him; this girl had truly worked hard. Sleeping Xiang'er had rosy cheeks, long eyelashes fluttering slightly, and small red lips breathing evenly. Her firm breasts rose and fell gently with her breath, and her round bottom, perched high beneath her batik dress, formed a beautiful arc with her entire body. Touching the stubble that had grown in the last two days, he thought to himself that it was true what they said about men with heavy beards having strong libidos. His high fever had just subsided, but looking at this fair-skinned beauty before him, he was suddenly aroused again. His penis slowly became erect, and feeling uncomfortable being pressed down by her arm, he shifted his body slightly. Startled awake, Xiang'er looked at Fang Zhiyuan, who had recovered, and touched his forehead with the back of her hand to check his temperature, then smiled happily. The girl's innocent smile reminded Fang Zhiyuan of the first time he met Wen Qiu. They had bumped into each other in the school corridor, and Wen Qiu, sitting on the ground, had smiled sweetly at his flustered state. "Wen Qiu..." Fang Zhiyuan slowly reached out and cupped her pure face in his hands, gently pressing his lips to her soft, cherry-like lips, his tongue lightly parting her lips and probing inside. The girl's fragrant tongue timidly dodged and entwined, passively opening her mouth to let Fang Zhiyuan's wandering tongue roam inside. Sucking on the sweet saliva, like dew moistening her feverish, chapped lips, Fang Zhiyuan greedily took more. The girl, teased, began to respond; her flushed face trembled, her nostrils flared as she breathed heavily, her legs kicking lightly on the ground. A medicine jar on the ground shattered with a "crack," startling the two passionately kissing. Fang Zhiyuan snapped out of his reverie, realizing it wasn't Wen Qiu before him, but Xiang'er. He quickly pulled back, inadvertently pulling the blankets piled around his waist down, revealing his erect penis. He hurriedly pulled the blankets up to cover his lower body. Xiang'er lowered her head shyly, and the two sat silently facing each other. Just then, Fang Zhiyuan's stomach rumbled involuntarily; his intestines, deprived of food for two days, protested. Xiang'er couldn't help but laugh, looking at Fang Zhiyuan's flushed face, she suddenly pressed her cherry lips to his and gave him a lightning-fast kiss before turning and running out the door. A moment later, Ya Lan came in. "County Chief Fang, you're awake. Xiang'er told me you're much better; you must be a little hungry." "Yes, a little." " I just had someone catch two grouse; I'll stew them and bring them to you to help you recover." "No need for that trouble." "These are a local specialty; they're especially good for men after a serious illness. It's just that they've become increasingly rare these past few years." "Could we raise them as poultry?" "We country folk don't know how." "When we get back to the county, I'll have someone from the poultry and livestock breeding promotion center come and see if we can develop grouse farming as a starting point for regional specialty breeding." "That would be wonderful! I've been worried about that too. What if they build a highway? We already have so little land; how will we survive?" "Don't worry about that." Fang Zhiyuan had already come all the way here the day before yesterday and had a plan in mind. The two were discussing the details of the water supply when Xiang'er came in carrying the stewed casserole. "County Chief Fang, let Xiang'er serve you dinner; I won't keep you company. Xiang'er is still a young girl; please bear with her tonight." With that, Ya Lan turned and left.

Due to tribal isolation, the consequences of inbreeding resulted in many infants being born with disabilities. The ignorant villagers, seeing that children born to men from other areas were normal, gradually developed this custom, encouraging village women to mate with outsiders, believing it would transfer their "poisonous energy" to the men. Even Yalan, the village chief, shared this view, and coupled with Fang Zhiyuan's joke the previous day, she willingly let her daughter spend the night with him.

Xiang'er shredded the stewed dragon meat into pieces and put it in a bowl, along with a bowl of soup, bringing it to his bedside. She carefully fed him bite by bite, soup and all. Fang Zhiyuan, recovering from his illness, had a hearty appetite and ate several large bowls. Seeing that Xiang'er hadn't eaten, he insisted on leaving half for her.

After she finished, Fang Zhiyuan said, "Xiang'er, you should go back." Hearing this, tears welled in Xiang'er's eyes; she felt that Fang Zhiyuan despised her. Seeing the girl silently sobbing, Fang Zhiyuan quickly put his arm around her shoulder and comforted her, "Xiang'er, I don't dislike you. You're very beautiful, really. I like you very much, but I'm a married man, and I can't ruin your life." Deep down, Fang Zhiyuan was still a very traditional man. He was speaking from the heart. Although he had relationships with several women, the woman before him was a virgin. According to Han Chinese cultural traditions, he would bear a great responsibility. If Wen Qiu hadn't betrayed him, he would definitely have married her.

"Letting her out is like letting her die,"

Ya Lan said coldly from outside. "County Chief Fang is a guest in Shangshui, so please abide by Shangshui's rules. My daughter may not be as well-dressed as you big city people, but she's not bad-looking either. I've locked the door from the outside, don't pull it! If you don't follow our rules, don't blame me for not supporting your work." Her voice faded into the distance, and the naked Fang Zhiyuan helplessly returned to the bedside.

Chapter 7 of the story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission's "The Story of the County Head on Temporary Assignment":

Seeing Fang Zhiyuan sitting naked on the edge of the bed, Xiang'er slowly stood up, removed the silver hairpin from her hair, letting her long, coiled hair fall down, and took off her batik ethnic clothing, letting it fall to her

feet. Her hands instinctively covered her chest, and she walked to the fire pit, poured hot water from the water bucket into a basin, and washed herself clean with a towel. The clean-washed Xiang'er stood before Fang Zhiyuan like a spotless celestial being, unaware that Fang Zhiyuan was currently engaged in a fierce internal struggle. "To do it, or not to do it, to do it or not to do it? Not doing it is pointless, doing it is pointless too."

The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, yet his penis undeniably hardened amidst the choice between doing it and not doing it.

Seeing that soft penis magically transform into a red and hard shaft, Xiang'er felt a mixture of desire, excitement, and, more importantly, fear of the unknown. She lay flat on the bed, closed her eyes, her body trembling slightly, pulled the thin blanket beside her to cover her naked body, and silently waited.

Fang Zhiyuan's weak will ultimately succumbed to his intense lust. He turned and gently lifted the blanket covering the girl. The virgin's pure white body was fully revealed before him. Fang Zhiyuan's lips gently pressed against hers, and Xiang'er's tender tongue clumsily responded to his teasing, their saliva mingling as they kissed passionately, causing her to gradually forget herself.

Fang Zhiyuan slowly invaded every inch of the girl's skin, each touch of his tongue on her smooth, delicate body sending shivers through her. When he took her firm, white breast into his mouth, he clearly felt the nipple harden, small bumps forming around its edge. Abandoning the two mounds, his tongue traced a wet line across her flat abdomen, exploring the sacred crease.

Soft, dark pubic hair lay flat on her mons pubis, and at the base of her white thighs, a pair of pink labia were tightly closed, the clitoris half-hidden beneath the foreskin, a tiny bud peeking out. Fang Zhiyuan's tongue gently parted the thin foreskin of the clitoris, brushing away the grime covering it. The taste buds on his tongue, like coarse gravel, polished the pink pearl, causing the clitoris to harden and expose itself to the air.

Xiang'er, her eyes tightly closed, let out a rapid panting sound from her throat. Her hands covered her small breasts, kneading her nipples. Her tightly closed labia slightly parted, revealing a trickle of clear fluid. His nimble tongue slipped in, penetrating the protective gate of her sacred place. The pink, thin hymen, like a bat's wing, was clearly and completely displayed before Fang Zhiyuan's eyes.

Although this was his second time having sex with a virgin, this was the first time he had observed her so closely. His first time with Wenqiu had been rushed, like a thief, and she hadn't given him a chance because of her shyness.

Thin strands of mucus overflowed from the small opening in the middle, emitting a feminine scent that stimulated his sexual nerves. Fang Zhiyuan lifted his upper body, his broad chest pressing against her two firm breasts, his legs parting her long thighs from the inside out, his hard penis pressed against her vaginal opening, ready to attack.

Xiang'er, who was making soft, smacking sounds while kissing Fang Zhiyuan with her eyes closed, was suddenly plunged from the blissful paradise into the hell of agony by a heart-wrenching pain. Her face turned deathly pale, tears streaming from her wide-open almond-shaped eyes, her teeth clenching her lower lip until a trickle of blood seeped through. Inexperienced as she was, she painfully shook her head, trying to break free from the penis inserted into her lower body.

The more she writhed, the deeper the penis penetrated until it completely tore apart her virginity. Fang Zhiyuan felt his penis break through the resistance and fully penetrate the narrow fleshy hole, then stopped and waited patiently. He comforted Xiang'er while stimulating her nipples with his hand.

After waiting for a while, Fang Zhiyuan began to slowly withdraw his inserted penis, watching the blood-stained shaft gradually retreat to the entrance, then lowering his waist again to push it in little by little. The low-frequency, repeated thrusting slowly released the constriction at the entrance.

The ensuing pain caused Xiang'er, who had just recovered from the initial agony, to furrow her brows again. Fortunately, the pain in her lower body gradually lessened over time, becoming bearable. Feeling the hot, throbbing penis inside her vagina relentlessly pounding and rubbing against her folds, Xiang'er let out muffled moans, unable to express her discomfort. Watching the man thrust on top of her, each stroke brought unprecedented pleasure, an indescribable ecstasy gradually overwhelming her brain and spreading throughout her body, reigniting the desire that had just been extinguished.

Her body grew hot, her head began to feel dizzy, and her nipples tingled. Most unbearable was the cramping sensation rising from the soles of her feet, forcing her to raise her legs and drape them over the man. That scalding penis felt like a thick snake, twisting and rubbing against the walls of her vagina, filling her lower body with a satisfying fullness.

Watching the girl beneath him flush crimson, her eyes gradually becoming hazy, her contorted face softening with pleasure, Fang Zhiyuan bent down and began to vigorously suckle her delicate pink nipples. Her breasts, swollen to their limit, trembled and stood erect, receiving wave after wave of intense caresses from the man, rising and falling rhythmically with her tense breathing. Lifting her round, white buttocks, he increased the speed and force of his thrusts. His penis, which had been in and out for some time, was covered in a mixture of red blood and white vaginal fluid, sliding in and out between her pink labia, making squelching sounds.

Unable to speak, Xiang'er was driven by the overwhelming pleasure, forgetting her girlish reserve and shyness, moaning softly, clutching the head of his hand that was passionately kissing her breasts, her thighs tightly clamping around his waist, lifting her hips to press against the man's body. Under the storm of thrusting and colliding, deep within her vagina, gushing forth gushing vaginal fluids irrigated her erect penis. Her whole body trembled as she savored the pleasure of the man's hot semen washing over her uterus.

After a short rest, Fang Zhiyuan once again inserted his erect penis into her vagina, which was covered in red and white fluids, and began to enjoy the pleasure of intercourse without any pity, making this newly-married woman completely submit to him.

The Story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission: The Story of the County Head on Temporary Assignment, Chapter 8.

The next morning, Fang Zhiyuan woke up from his sleep and carefully examined Xiang'er, who was curled up and sleeping soundly in his arms. She was delicate and lovely, with long, curled eyelashes and a sweet smile on her rosy lips. Her long, jet-black hair cascaded over her snow-white, rounded shoulders, her smooth, silky skin was covered with her own hickeys, and her long, slender thighs were stained with dried semen and specks of blood. Her delicate, white feet playfully curled up, each toe as white as jade. She was simply a sleeping beauty carved from ivory.

He couldn't resist pressing his lips to her flawless face and kissing her, thinking that this was yet another romantic debt he could never repay. Xiang'er, awakened by the sting of her short stubble, looked at her disheveled state, blushed with embarrassment, and got up to wash herself. Seeing her struggling in pain, Fang Zhiyuan really wanted to pin her to the ground and have his way with her again. Just as he was about to get up, he heard the driver, Old Ma's voice outside.

He quickly dressed, closed the door, and went out. Seeing that Fang Zhiyuan had recovered, Old Ma seemed very happy and quickly came over to help him. "Brother Ma, I'm not old enough to need help yet," Old Ma said, rubbing his hands on his trouser leg with an embarrassed smile. "Thank you. By the way, did you report to Secretary Feng?"

"Yes, I did. Secretary Feng wanted to wait until you got back to tell you, so I came to pick you up early this morning." After eating the breakfast that Ya Lan had made, the two left Shangshui and returned to the county town. Ya Lan and her daughter, along with the villagers, saw them off at the village entrance. Fang Zhiyuan felt a pair of lingering eyes looking at him affectionately behind him, but he didn't dare to turn around and kept walking forward.

"County Chief Fang, you're really something! You got the chemistry teacher from the county high school to prepare some ingredients and fooled this group. You solved such a difficult problem so easily. I really admire you." "

Hehe, I don't have any great abilities. But being as rigid as the old cadres won't work. It's like talking to a brick wall. You can't solve problems with policies when dealing with these villagers. You have to understand their psychology. Aren't they superstitious? Let's use superstitious methods to guide them. By the way, this is a little secret between us, don't tell anyone." "Don't worry, Secretary Feng asked me. I didn't tell him the truth. If you hadn't helped me get transferred from the political consultative conference, I'd still be driving that beat-up jeep, with no connections in the county, being bullied by those little bastards every day. I, Ma Liguo, may not boast about anything else, but I will absolutely obey your orders, County Chief Fang."

Back at the county government, Fang Zhiyuan immediately went to Feng Deyuan's office and discussed his road construction plan and the relocation of graves with him. At the Standing Committee meeting, Feng praised Fang Zhiyuan repeatedly with a pleased expression, and his proposal was unanimously approved. However, when discussing the specific road construction funds and the construction company, Fang objected when he heard that Feng still intended to award the project to the original company that had built the highway. "The original road was repaired in less than a year and it's already like this now. It's not really appropriate to hand over the project to them again." "So, what does County Chief Fang mean?" "

I suggest handing over all the money and power to the relevant higher-level departments and letting them conduct bidding. This will save us the trouble of constantly asking higher-ups for money. Our county will only retain the right to supervise and be responsible for monitoring quality issues. That way, no matter which road and bridge company with connections does the work, as long as we strictly control the quality, the road will definitely be completed to a high standard and with high quality. What do you think, Secretary Feng?"

"Ah...that's good, that's good..."

In his report to the provincial and regional authorities, Feng Deyuan boasted extensively about how he and his county leadership team had gone down to the countryside and patiently persuaded the masses, overcoming a major problem that had plagued Fuyuan for decades... Fang Zhiyuan smiled as he held the report. The provincial leaders should know perfectly well what was going on; why argue with him about this?

The province strongly supported the construction of the highway connecting Fuyuan to the outside world, allocating funds specifically for this purpose. Apart from demolition and resettlement fees, all other funds were deposited into the provincial transportation department's account, which was responsible for construction. According to Fang Zhiyuan's report, Fuyuan County was responsible for supervising the highway's quality.

Feng Deyuan and his cronies, seeing no benefit to themselves, naturally didn't ask any questions, shifting all responsibility to Fang Zhiyuan.

All the coordination work and related problems fell on Fang Zhiyuan's shoulders, leaving him overwhelmed. He spent two whole months at the construction site, and Shen Ping, in her frustration, called him dozens of times a day to express her longing.

Before long, the Spring Festival arrived. After visiting impoverished households, the elderly living alone, and retired cadres with the county leadership, and arranging work at the construction site, Lao Ma drove Fang Zhiyuan back to the provincial capital. As

the car entered the long-missed provincial capital, Fang Zhiyuan first went to the provincial government, reporting on his work over the past two months in Secretary Fang's office. Looking at the thin, dark-skinned Fang Zhiyuan, Secretary Fang smiled with satisfaction.

“I went there more than ten years ago, but I returned empty-handed. Zhiyuan, you solved a long-standing historical problem in just two months. You deserve great credit. The provincial leaders are very satisfied with your performance, but you must be humble and not complacent. In just two months, you've received quite a few letters from the people about you.”

“Uncle Fang, don't worry, I'm absolutely fine.” “Of course I know that. That's their usual tactic. But you also need to be careful with your work methods. Don't confront them directly. Find out their facts about their crimes indirectly before turning against them. As for your lifestyle, be careful! The women there are very open-minded. Don't let that cause you any bad influence.”

After arriving at the residential area, Lao Ma took the local specialties prepared by the county from the trunk. “I can carry them up myself. You should go back first. If it's too late, stay at the regional guesthouse for the night and go back tomorrow morning. Be careful on the road.” Watching the car drive out of the residential area, Fang Zhiyuan carried the things upstairs.

After reaching the door, Fang Zhiyuan took out his key and gently opened the door. The two sisters were busy in the kitchen. Fang Zhiyuan put down the suitcase he was carrying and tiptoed to the door to eavesdrop. "Sis, Mom and Dad want us to go back for the New Year. Are you taking him with you?" "How can we go? He's our only son here. My in-laws called a while ago and told us to go there for the New Year. Why don't you go back first by yourself?" "I don't want to go back to the county town. There's nothing to do for the New Year. Why don't you two go back, and I'll bring Mom and Dad over for a few days?" "Okay, I'll call them to come to the provincial capital for the New Year later. Sigh, it's almost dark. Why hasn't that heartless guy come back yet?"

"You miss him, don't you? I can tell by how tightly you hugged me when we slept last night."

"Pah, you have the nerve to say that to me. Wait until your brother-in-law comes back and he'll give you a good talking to. Reheat the chicken you cooked, and cook the other dishes when he gets back. I'm going to call and see where he is." As Shen Ping walked out of the kitchen, Fang Zhiyuan picked her up. Startled, Shen Ping playfully punched his chest, "You're so mean, you scared me!" Sitting on the sofa in the living room, Shen Ping tenderly held Fang Zhiyuan's thin face, tears welling up in her eyes. "It's all your fault! You insisted on going down there for a temporary post, saying you'd be back once a week, but you haven't shown up for two whole months. You didn't even call me! Don't you know I miss you terribly? Seeing you so dark and thin makes my heart ache. What kind of place is Fuyuan anyway? I don't care anymore, I'm going to find Secretary Fang tomorrow to get you transferred back."

"Are you kidding me? Do you think this is child's play? Going and coming back as you please? Besides, you're just busy at work now, you'll get better in a few days. I'll pick you up and take you there for a few days once the road is repaired. Stop talking nonsense, come here and let your husband give you a kiss. I've been a monk for two months and I'm starving."

Chapter 9 of the story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission: The Story of the Temporary County Head.

The three of them picked up their rice bowls, chatting and laughing. Fang Zhiyuan teased Shen Yan, "Yan'er, you've gotten so fat in the last two months. Did your sister infect you?" Shen Yan blushed and before she could retort, she suddenly got up and ran into the bathroom. Hearing the sound of vomiting coming from the bathroom, Fang Zhiyuan looked at Shen Ping, "Shen Yan caught a cold?"

"Cold my foot! She's pregnant. This is troublesome. What will happen if Mom and Dad find out?" "What to do? Just let it be!"

Fang Zhiyuan said unhurriedly, picking up a slice of cucumber salad.

"When do you ever have the mood to joke? I told her to get an abortion, but she refused. Sigh... You run far away and pretend nothing's wrong, but every day when you go to work, people gossip about me behind my back. Luckily, it's winter and she's wearing a lot of clothes, so it's not obvious. If they knew the date, the rumors would be even more rampant. I took a long leave last month after she became pregnant, but what will I do now? So many things are weighing on my mind."

"How many people know that you and Yan'er are twins?"

"They only know I have a younger sister, no one knows we're twins."

"That makes things easier. I'll take her to the government office tomorrow to extend your leave. Anyway, you're not aiming for a high-ranking position, so people will be more than happy to have a vacancy. By the way, He Wenjie is a section chief now, right?" "I was just about to tell you that. He Wenjie is in big trouble."

"What happened?"

Fang Zhiyuan asked knowingly.

"A month ago, He Wenjie went to the hospital for a checkup, and who knew she'd contracted an STD. Xiaoming went for a checkup and got infected too, then came to He Wenjie's workplace and beat her black and blue. If it weren't for Xiao Zhang and a few others pulling her away, they would have killed her. Interestingly, I heard that Deputy Director Li also got the disease; I wonder if it's true. It's unbelievable that this seemingly innocent girl is so promiscuous. Could she be having an affair with her father-in-law?"

"How is it now?"

"What else could it be? I heard they're getting a divorce. It was Xiaoming who brought it up, so it doesn't seem to be his fault. They were planning to issue a document to promote her from acting to permanent, but this mess ruined it. He Wenjie keeps her head down at work every day, so I don't feel comfortable asking her. You didn't have an affair with her, did you?"

"What a joke! If I had that kind of relationship with her, wouldn't you have gotten infected too? I'll give you a thorough checkup after dinner."

Fang Zhiyuan said with a lewd grin. "By the way, it seems she's having an affair with Li Hongjun. I always noticed their behavior at work; Li Hongjun was always acting suspiciously when he talked to her."

"No wonder I saw her arguing with Li Hongjun in the parking lot the other day. I waited until they left before getting out of the car; it would have been so embarrassing to bump into them. Now that you mention it, it does seem a bit off between them. Maybe Li Hongjun infected her! That playboy, he shamelessly joked with me back then; just thinking about it makes me sick."

"Who can resist my beautiful wife? Any man would be tempted by you." "Always so glib, never serious." "Yes, Director Shen!"

Shen Ping smiled happily at Fang Zhiyuan's feigned seriousness.

Shen Yan, pale-faced, wiped the stains from her mouth with a towel and sat down at the table. "I've never been in the army, how come I'm such a good shooter?"

The two sisters started pinching her, and Shen Yan said through gritted teeth, "You've ruined everything, and you still have the nerve to tease me."

"No... I won't do it again."

"What do you suggest?"

"Hmm... let me think," Fang Zhiyuan said, mimicking a monk drawing circles on his head, "I've got it! If all else fails, just underreport the older child's age by two months and say you had twins, that'll solve it."

"Will that work?"

"Of course it will! In two months, you can take sick leave, and when you give birth, you can ask Hua Wu to help you change the birth certificate, right?"

"You make it sound so simple. Birth certificates can't be changed like that!"

"Leave it to me. If you can't even handle this little thing with your husband, what kind of life are you? It'll just cost more money. These days, money talks. Doctors love money the most. They'll prescribe medicine against their conscience for commissions. They'll even give an IV to a dead person, let alone change a certificate for a living person." The two sisters looked at each other and tacitly agreed to the plan.

After dinner, the two sisters cleaned up the table. Fang Zhiyuan took the opportunity to take a shower and stood naked in front of the two sisters who were watching TV, striking a pose like the crucifixion of Jesus. "Come on, come and torture me." The bedroom was filled with passion. Three naked bodies were intertwined. Shen Yan, who was more than two months pregnant, dared not move too much and just lay to the side kissing Fang Zhiyuan. Shen Ping, who was past her safe period, finally let her suppressed desires bloom. She clumsily stuck out her big belly and greedily sucked on the long-lost penis that she had been dreaming of.

Although Fang Zhiyuan had become much thinner and darker from working for the past two months, his body had regained its former vigor. He hoisted her legs onto his shoulders and vigorously swayed his hips, his burning penis moving back and forth in her warm vagina. Before he could increase the speed, the baby in her belly protested, moving inside her uterus, which startled Shen Ping, who quickly pushed Fang Zhiyuan away.

Seeing the lustful Fang Zhiyuan helplessly lying on the bed, Shen Ping coaxed him apologetically. In the end, only after the two sisters took turns licking him could he release his pent-up semen onto their two snow-white bodies.

"I'm sorry, husband."

"It's okay, we can't hurt our baby."

Touching her protruding belly, he curiously lay on top of her, listening, "Wife, he's moving."

"Yes, his little feet kick me all day long."

"I wonder if it's a boy or a girl," Shen Yan said from the side. "Looking at how playful he is, it must be a boy," Fang Zhiyuan said confidently.

The story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission (SASAC) and the story of the county magistrate on temporary assignment, Chapter 10:

The next day was the 29th of the lunar year. Early in the morning, Fang Zhiyuan took Shen Yan to the hospital to get a certificate from a friend, and then took the report written by Shen Ping to the SASAC office. Director Jiang was a kind old man. After reading the report, he took off his reading glasses, sighed softly, and said to the imposter Shen Yan, "Shen Ping, you've worked for me for several years now. Half of the achievements of the SASAC today are thanks to you. I only have two years left before I retire. Isn't the director position rightfully yours? But now, sigh... never mind. Tomorrow is the Spring Festival. Leave the report with me for now, and I'll report it to the organization after the holiday. Fang Zhiyuan, Fang Zhiyuan, Director Shen sacrificed her political life for you. You should cherish this opportunity, or I won't forgive you."

After leaving, Fang Zhiyuan told Shen Yan to wait for him in her sister's office for a while, then turned and went up to the fourth floor.

Gently pushing open the door, Fang Zhiyuan saw He Wenjie sitting at her desk, writing something in a distressed state. Feeling the door open, she looked up and glanced at the person who entered, then froze upon seeing it was Fang Zhiyuan. "Wenjie, I heard about you from Shen Ping yesterday. I came to see you today."

He Wenjie turned her back to Fang Zhiyuan and said coldly, "You came to see me make a fool of myself, didn't you?" "Wenjie, you're the woman I love. How could I want to see you make a fool of yourself? I just wanted to comfort you." Unable to contain herself, He Wenjie threw herself into Fang Zhiyuan's arms and burst into tears.

Stroking He Wenjie's back, Fang Zhiyuan feigned curiosity and asked, "How could this happen?"

"I...I...it's all that bastard's fault." "Who is it? I'll avenge you." "He...it's Li Hongjun!" "How did you end up with him?" "It's all your fault, leaving everything to me." He often came to see me for work. Later, you got married to Shen Ping and were too busy to pay attention to others, so he took advantage of the situation. Once, when I was drunk at a dinner party, he did that to me right there at the table. Who knew he'd get a sexually transmitted disease from his womanizing ways? This has ruined me...

"Ugh. You really are careless."

"At first, I just felt a little itchy down there, thought it was a fungal infection, but after a week, I developed a lot of bumps. Then, Xiaoming also... Xiaoming wants a divorce now, and my parents won't talk to me."

"Didn't you confront Li Hongjun?"

"He vehemently denies it, saying I infected him through promiscuity. Now he avoids me every day. This bastard has ruined me, my family, my career, everything's over! Waaah..."

"Go to the hospital and get better first. Your health is the most important thing. We can talk about other things later. Here's a card with 50,000 yuan in it. Take it and use it first. If it's not enough, just let me know."

"Thank you, Zhiyuan. Xiaoming, his father, and those stinky men like Li Hongjun are avoiding me like the plague, only you don't mind and are still so kind to me. Thinking back to when Li Hongjun instigated me, I really hated you..."

"Stop talking. Li Hongjun is just trying to use you. You're so naive, you'll easily fall into his trap. It's not too late to take revenge after you're cured."

"Okay! I've written down everything he did in this little notebook. Zhiyuan, please keep it safe for me. It'll also prevent him from harming you again." "Alright, I'm going downstairs now. Shen Ping is waiting for me." Downstairs in Shen Ping's office, he flipped through the small notebook in his hand. It detailed every dirty deal Li Hongjun made in illegally acquiring state-owned enterprises. Fang Zhiyuan smiled coldly. Li Hongjun, let's see who laughs last!

Just as Fang Zhiyuan was closing his laptop and preparing to return home with Shen Yan, he received another call from Fang Yunqing. "Uncle Fang, what's up?"

"Secretary Wang Shaoshan wants to see you. When can you get to my office?"

"I'm at the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission right now, I'll be there soon." The serious tone on the phone made Fang Zhiyuan uneasy, and he quickly ran to Secretary Fang's office. "Come in." "Hello, Secretary Wang and Secretary Fang." "Come, sit down. Little Fang seems to have gotten darker."

Provincial leader Wang Shaoshan greeted Fang Zhiyuan with a smile, inviting him to sit on the sofa next to him. "Don't be so formal. My hometown is Fuyuan, and you're my local official now. Haha." "..."

"Here's the situation. Secretary Wang just returned from a meeting in Beijing. Comrades from the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection forwarded him a letter of complaint, alleging that Fuyuan Secretary Feng Deyuan not only embezzled and accepted huge sums of bribes, but also murdered Section Chief Du of the Fixed Asset Investment Audit Section of the Fuyuan County Audit Bureau, who had reported the matter to higher authorities. The complainant was Ni Meiyun, Du Shaohai's wife. Normally, a county party secretary wouldn't warrant such a big fuss; a working group could easily be sent to Fuyuan. However, firstly, the circumstances are egregious, and secondly, the complaint specifically names high-ranking officials involved in the case. Moreover, previous working groups have all returned empty-handed. So, the reason I called you here today is to quickly begin work after the Spring Festival holiday and uncover the truth! Here's the complaint letter; take a look and see if it helps you decide where to start addressing the problem."

Looking at the neat handwriting in the complaint letter, Fang Zhiyuan recalled the pretty, seemingly crazy woman he had met in the hotel when he first arrived in Fuyuan. During his two months in Fuyuan, he had heard a lot of gossip, but he was too busy with road construction to investigate. Wang Jibei's notebook was meticulously documented; nearly half of the eight million yuan was embezzled and used for bribery by Feng Deyuan. For a secretary of a poor county to have so much money for bribery, embezzlement was an undeniable fact, but he couldn't use it as evidence. Fortunately, he could clarify Feng Deyuan's background from the notes, making it easier to gather new evidence.

"So, Xiao Fang, are you confident? I made a guarantee to the comrades from the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection!"

"Don't worry, Secretary Wang! I'll do my best." "Good! Investigate the facts thoroughly. Our Party's policy is not to wrong any good comrade, but also to never let any corrupt official go unpunished. Remember one thing: never reveal the contents of today's conversation to anyone, and investigate as secretly as possible until you obtain substantial evidence before reporting to Comrade Fang Yunqing."

"I know the principle of confidentiality, please rest assured, leaders! It's just that most of the leadership in Fuyuan are Feng Deyuan's confidants, so the work might be a bit difficult. I ask the two leaders to give me more time."

"It's precisely because it's difficult that Comrade Fang Yunqing recommended you to me. Time can't be too long; you need to hurry. Moreover, Fuyuan's economic development also needs your leadership; we can't let it be a one-sided effort! We are very satisfied with your performance these past two months and hope you can achieve even better results in the future. That's settled then, what do you think, Lao Fang?"

"Hehe, you've said everything, what else can I say? In short, Fang Zhiyuan, don't let us down. Do you have any other requests? You can tell us." "The first is that Fuyuan's economic foundation is very poor and we need the leadership's support. The second is a personal matter; Shen Ping is pregnant at an advanced age and is feeling unwell. Could she take a long leave to go back to her hometown to recuperate?" "If you need money, submit a report and we'll allocate it to you. As for the latter, have Shen Ping submit a report, and Old Fang will approve it." Fang Zhiyuan, preoccupied with his thoughts, drove Shen Yan home. The perceptive Shen Ping could tell something was wrong from his expression. She turned to look at Shen Yan, her eyes questioning. Shen Yan shook her head, puzzled.

"Don't guess. I did get your leave approved, and Secretary Fang personally approved it. Don't be so happy yet. I originally wanted to take you to Fuyuan for a few days, but now it seems impossible." "Why?"

Shen Ping became anxious.

"Stop asking so many questions. Tomorrow is Lunar New Year's Eve. When are Mom and Dad arriving?"

"The bus arrives in the provincial capital this afternoon." "Then let's go buy some New Year's goods this afternoon and pick them up. Yan'er, don't bother with anything. Let's book a room at the Meiweixuan restaurant near the entrance."

Shen Ping rolled her eyes at him. "You've finally decided to get busy. By the time you've finished, it'll be too late. Yan'er and I bought the New Year's goods a few days ago. We'll head home first thing tomorrow morning."

"My wife is so good. She arranges everything perfectly. Here, give her a kiss." "Get out of here. Tell me what happened."

Listening to Fang Zhiyuan's explanation, Shen Ping's mouth gaped open for a long time, her expression tense as she gripped his arm tightly with both hands. "You...you won't be in any danger, will you?" "It's alright. Don't worry." He patted her small hand reassuringly. "Keep this a secret!"

Shen Ping, who had received training in secrecy, nodded. "Then you'd better be careful." "Look at you, I knew I shouldn't have told you. Don't take it to heart, what hasn't your husband seen! Come on, let's eat first, we still have to pick up Mom and Dad later."

Chapter 11 of the story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission's story of the county magistrate on temporary assignment

. On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Fang Zhiyuan and Shen Ping left their hometown and rushed back to the provincial capital. On the third day, they spent the whole day with the parents-in-law, taking a look around and also checking out the new villa whose construction was nearing completion. Back home that evening, Fang Zhiyuan and his father-in-law,

usually so carefree, discussed the house they'd seen that afternoon. Meanwhile, his mother-in-law, noticing Shen Yan rushing to the bathroom to vomit, looked at Shen Ping with suspicion. "What's wrong with Yan'er?" "Nothing, probably just caught a chill."

"This child, so old and still so careless. I think she might be pregnant?"

Fang Zhiyuan quickly interrupted, "Mom, Dad, let's eat." That night, the three whispered in the bedroom. "Yan'er, Mom thinks she's figured it out. This is troublesome." "Luckily they live across the hall these days. I should have known if they were moving in together. Secrets can't stay hidden forever. I'll tell Mom later."

"What? Mom'll scold us to death if she finds out! Ah… Honey, be gentle, if you move too much the baby will protest again." Fang Zhiyuan, who was about to speed up, suppressed his lust and slowed his thrusts, calmly grinding his penis inside her vagina.

"Why are you so slow? It's so itchy...it's killing me...hurry up..."

"Sister. You keep telling him to slow down and then speed up, what are you trying to make him do?"

"You...you little brat, you're helping him with me. Don't...don't touch there."

Shen Yan playfully rubbed her clitoris with her fingers, and kept teasing her dark nipples with the tip of her tongue.

The three of them were playing on the bed when the sound of a key turning came from inside the security door, leaving them flustered. By the time they were dressed, their mother-in-law was already standing outside the bedroom door, coldly watching them.

Before Shen Yan could even open her mouth, her mother slapped her across the face. Shen Ping went over and helped her swaying mother to sit on the sofa. Her mother didn't give Shen Ping a good look either, and harshly scolded her two daughters. Fang Zhiyuan felt ashamed, but as a man, he should stand up and take responsibility, so he mustered up his courage and stepped forward.

"Mom, don't blame Shen Yan, blame me."

"Fang Zhiyuan, Fang Zhiyuan, you're a government official! How could you do such a thing? Shen Ping is older than you. I didn't agree to your marriage in the first place. Now you've gotten Yan'er pregnant too. Did the women of our Shen family owe you something in your past life? How is Yan'er supposed to work now? What about the baby in her belly?" "

Mom, I didn't mean to. Who knew Shen Ping had a twin sister? When I came home that time, I saw Shen Yan and thought it was Ping, so... who knew I'd get pregnant so easily."

Shen Ping gestured for him to go back to the bedroom. The two sisters explained to their mother outside. Shen Ping's words carried weight in the family. "Mom, Zhiyuan and I truly love each other. Now that I'm pregnant, and he had relations with Yan'er again, it's much better than him messing around outside. Besides, our family is where we are today thanks to Zhiyuan. What will Yan'er do when she's old and doesn't even have a child? I'll let her stay with me."

"...Sigh, I don't understand you young people. Fang Zhiyuan, come out here. You've stolen the hearts of both my daughters. I need to make this clear. First, you need to clean up your mess. You need to think about what to do with Yan'er's child. Second, if you ever betray my two children, I, this old woman, will haunt you even in my ghostly form."

"Mom, don't worry," Fang Zhiyuan agreed while stealing glances at his mother-in-law, thinking that this old woman, always so stylishly dressed and made up, might be quite the ladies' man. If she weren't his mother-in-law, he'd really like to try his luck.

A truck horn blared as two vehicles passed each other, bringing Fang Zhiyuan back to his senses. He lit a cigarette for Secretary Fang's driver, Xiao Zhuang.

"I'm really sorry to have you driving during the New Year."

"Look at you, County Chief Fang. This is what we do. Even the leaders don't celebrate the New Year, so why should we? But Secretary Fang really values you!"

"Oh? How so?"

"Secretary Fang often mentions you when we're together. How could I not have that kind of eye for driving for the leaders?"

"Hehe, please say a few nice words, Brother Zhuang. Wait a minute, slow down."

From inside the Cheetah van, he saw his car parked on the side of the road, and the driver, Lao Ma, was opening the trunk to take things out for the person standing by the roadside. He was about to ask the driver to stop, but when he saw the face of the person standing by the roadside, he swallowed the words he was about to say and fell silent, deep in thought.

How could he be with Lao Ma? It seems Lao Ma isn't reliable either. Who can he trust around him? His plans have been disrupted; how can he proceed with his work? That

evening, Fang Zhiyuan finished dinner alone at the guesthouse, called Shen Ping to let her know he was safe, and went to the front desk to ask for a room to take a shower. Xiao Cui was on duty.

"County Chief Fang, why are you here before the New Year is over?" "Ah... Xiao Cui, give me a room, I need to take a shower."

Fang Zhiyuan, having taken the key, turned to Xiao Cui and said, "By the way, how did your brother's matter end?"

"Thanks to County Chief Fang's intervention, my brother was released the next day. My parents even said they wanted to come and thank you."

"No need. I can find my way myself, you don't need to come along." "No one comes during the New Year, it's just me and Xiao Li on duty, we have to act as waiters." "Where's Xiao Li?" "

He was called away by Deputy County Chief Zhou from room 201." After entering the room, Xiao Cui turned on the TV for Fang Zhiyuan to watch the news, made him a cup of tea, and ran into the bathroom to clean the bathtub and run hot water. While the water was running, the two chatted casually.

"How did your brother get locked up?"

"A few years ago, a mine opened up the mountain near our house, and they took all our land. Since I'm a girl, I worked at the guesthouse, and my brother worked at the mine. The mine owner owed the villagers a lot of wages. My brother and a few other young men from the village went to ask the boss for their money, and they got arrested."

"Was the money paid?"

"If you hadn't told me, he'd still be in jail. Who would dare ask for it? The mine owner is a notorious thug in the county. He said he'd kill my brother if he caused any more trouble. Mom and Dad thought it was okay to live a hard life, so they persuaded my brother not to go."

"What is your brother doing now?"

"What else can he do? He lost his land. He's working for a road construction company now. How else can he pay his taxes?"

"You still have to pay taxes even though you lost your land?"

“We don’t know why either. Anyway, petitioning the county is useless. Those who complain are either arrested or beaten, so no one dares to come to the county to complain anymore.”

The sound of running water in the bathroom interrupted their conversation. Xiao Cui, who was leaning against the wall, ran in and turned off the water valve.

“How are your wages?”

“I… County Chief Fang, I…”

Xiao Cui suddenly knelt down in front of Fang Zhiyuan, hugged his legs, and cried.

“County Chief Fang, I beg you, please give me a different job, even just a waitress position in a restaurant.” “Don’t cry, don’t cry. Stand up and tell me slowly.” “Last time, Director Xu asked me if I had slept with him, and I didn’t dare tell him so you could let me out. Later, so many leaders came to ask me to come, but I refused. Xiao Li and the others who slept with the leaders earn several times my salary at the end of the month, and they even laughed at me for being a prostitute pretending to be virtuous. I really can’t stay here for another day.”

“No wonder someone reported me in the province for having sexual relations with the staff at the guesthouse, so that’s what happened. Xiao Cui, Xiao Cui, you’re really making a fool of yourself!”

Looking at the pitiful Xiao Cui’s crying face, Fang Zhiyuan couldn’t bear to scold her anymore. “Xiao Cui, are you still a virgin?”

Xiao Cui blushed and whispered, “Yes…”

"Alright, tomorrow go to the Maternal and Child Health Station to get a gynecological exam certificate and give it to me. Make sure you wash off the smear you made. Also, write a statement detailing what happened. As for your job, just bear with it and continue working here. Report any issues to me promptly, and I'll give you a satisfactory answer in less than a year. By the way, besides County Head Zhou, which other county leaders are keeping mistresses here? Don't worry, I won't let anyone know you told me." "They're

basically all leaders from the county's five major bodies. County Head Zhou is Xiao Li, People's Congress Director Zhao is Xiao Huang, Chairman Ren is Mao Suping, and Deputy Secretary Zuo is Wu Cuilian."

"Does Feng Deyuan have a mistress?"

"Him…"

"What about her?"

"He's with Director Jian Shuyi of the Health Bureau, Director Du Yueling of the County Party Committee Office… and many more. They all come here to fool around every Saturday. It's disgusting when I have to clean up the next day."

"Good! Write all this down in a statement and give it to me. Here's five hundred yuan. Go get a checkup tomorrow morning, and keep the rest for your own spending. By the way, what's your brother's name?"

"My name is Man Xiaocui, and my brother's name is Man Xiaohu." "Okay, you can go out and do your shift now. Remember, don't let anyone else know."

Fang Zhiyuan, having quickly finished showering, walked along the path from the guesthouse towards the county committee dormitory. As he reached for his keys at the door, he sensed someone crouching in the shadows. He quickly turned around, bracing himself for defense, and shouted sharply, "Who's there?"

The story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission, Chapter 12: The Story of the County Head on Temporary Assignment

. The "I" in that low voice clearly revealed a woman's tone.

"Who are you?"

"County Chief Fang, I'm Ni Meiyun." The light in the next room came on, and Fang Zhiyuan quickly opened the door to let her into the courtyard. He stood at the door and smiled at Zhu Yuanhai, the retired police chief who came out of the door, saying, "Old Chief, Happy New Year! Sorry, I was startled by a mother cat just now, and I was a bit loud and woke you up."

"Happy New Year, County Chief Fang, why are you back before your holiday is over? I heard some noise here and thought it was a thief!"

"Hehe, anyway, I didn't have anything to do during the Spring Festival. My stomach isn't feeling well, so I came back to Fuyuan to avoid drinking."

"Come to our house for a simple meal tomorrow and try my wife's cooking."

"Okay, I'd be honored. I'll come to your house for lunch tomorrow."

"It's a deal! You should get some rest." "Okay, goodbye." Back in the courtyard, Fang Zhiyuan locked the gate, opened the door to let Ni Meiyun in, and the energy-saving light illuminated the empty room. Fang Zhiyuan carefully examined the woman in front of him. Ni Meiyun was wearing a faded light yellow cardigan suit jacket, paired with dark straight-leg jeans and outdated mid-heel leather shoes. Although her outfit wasn't particularly stylish, her neat and tidy attire made her look like a woman of great elegance, a far cry from her previous slovenly appearance. She was completely different from the crazy woman I had seen before.

Her long, slightly wavy hair was loose, cascading like black waves over her slender shoulders. Strands of hair obscured her eyes and nose, revealing only her full lips, as pale as her face. Her neck, exposed outside her sweater, gleamed like white jade. Her chest, firm and rounded, formed two mounds against the sweater. Tight jeans accentuated her shapely buttocks, creating a perfect curve, and her lower abdomen bulged slightly.

Seeing Fang Zhiyuan staring intently at her, Ni Meiyun blushed and pulled her legs together, brushing the hair from her forehead to reveal her clear, bright eyes and delicate nose. She shivered slightly.

Although Fuyuan was spring-like year-round, it was winter, and the night was chilly; she must have been waiting outside for a long time. Fang Zhiyuan quickly helped her sit on the sofa in the living room and turned on the air conditioner to raise the temperature. "You must be Ni Meiyun, Comrade Du Shaohai's wife?"

"Yes, County Chief Fang. Secretary Fang from the Provincial Party Committee called me this morning, and I sneaked over here as soon as it got dark. County Chief Fang, my husband was murdered!"

"Don't worry, don't worry, have some hot tea to warm yourself up."

Fang Zhiyuan pressed down on Ni Meiyun's shoulders, who was about to burst into tears, and poured her a cup of tea.

"I remember seeing you on my first day in Fuyuan. You seemed a little..."

"I was forced to pretend to be mentally ill by them. Otherwise, how could I be standing in front of you today?" Ni Meiyun blushed with emotion.

"How did you find out that your husband was murdered? And who were the people who forced you? Comrade Du Shaohai's death was determined by the public security bureau to be an accidental death due to drunk driving!"

Fang Zhiyuan said unhurriedly.

“Shaohai and I were classmates from high school to university, and we were assigned to the same county government office. He worked in the audit bureau, and I worked in the women's federation. We've known each other for over ten years and been married. I've never seen Shaohai drink a single drop of alcohol. He's allergic to alcohol, how could he possibly drive under the influence? Shortly before his accident, he vaguely mentioned to me that there were problems with the mine's accounts. I even scolded him for meddling. After the accident, when I went to his office to collect his belongings, his desk was completely empty.”

“Didn't you report this to the criminal police sent down from higher up?”

“Of course I did, but they said that Xu Qilian, who was being transferred to the county government office as director, arranged a dinner that night, where he was to promote Shaohai to deputy director of the audit bureau. Shaohai was so happy that he drank two glasses. Xu Qilian is Shaohai's director and a distant relative. Everyone at the table testified that Shaohai drank.”

“Hmm, you said you were forced to feign madness. Who forced you?”

"After Shaohai died, I refused to accept the compensation and went to the local government to petition. When I returned home that night, I found my house ransacked. The police said they investigated the scene and concluded it was a theft, but all the jewelry and money were still there. What kind of thief is that? At night, people often smashed my windows with bricks. These heartless beasts even threatened my child, so I sent my four-year-old daughter to Shaohai's parents. Not long after, one day I went to the post office to mail some documents and had just come out when a truck parked on the side of the road rushed towards me. Luckily, I dodged it quickly. Since then, I've been pretending to be crazy. At first, they even had people follow me, but it's been almost a year before they stopped paying attention to me."

"What other problems do you know about Feng Deyuan?" "

Feng Deyuan is a beast in human form. On the surface, he's a kind and honest county party secretary, but in reality, he's an absolute monster. He has inappropriate relationships with several female comrades in the county party committee."

"You can't just say that. How do you know if you haven't seen it?"

"I... Du Yueling, the current director of the county party committee office, used to be my colleague at the Women's Federation. Later, she had a relationship with Feng Deyuan and was promoted to her current position. She told me all of this herself. She also... persuaded me... saying that Secretary Feng liked me and that if I gave in to him, he would promote me to director of the Women's Federation."

"When did this happen?" "

About two months before Shao Hai died." "Comrade Ni Meiyun, what you've said can theoretically be considered wishful thinking and delusions. Don't worry, because you can't provide any substantial evidence. Based on these points alone, you can't move Feng Deyuan. That's why the work team has returned empty-handed several times. Starting with your husband's murder, although you say he doesn't drink, there are testimonies that he did. The harassment your family suffered can be attributed to theft and thievery. As for your lifestyle, Feng Deyuan can be accused of framing you because you tried to seduce him but failed." Her

face, which had just been flushed by the warm breeze in the room, turned deathly pale again. She bit her lower lip tightly, and tears welled up helplessly in her eyes. Fang Zhiyuan took a sip of tea, lit a cigarette, closed his eyes, and leaned back on the sofa. "Think carefully, what else does your husband urgently need them to find? Does he keep a diary?"

Or did he entrust something to a trustworthy friend? "I can't think of anything right now. I've searched the whole house, but I haven't seen anything." "Then you should go back first. I can only report to the organization that none of the clues you provided are worth investigating,"

Fang Zhiyuan said.

"Why are you all protecting each other? Is Shaohai's death really a miscarriage of justice? County Chief Fang, what will it take for you to help me? I have no money. After Shaohai died, all the money in the family was used to petition. If doing this can help me, then today..."

Ni Meiyun slowly took off her coat and sweater, revealing most of her snow-white breasts, which were tightly wrapped in a white bra, in front of Fang Zhiyuan. Her breasts were full and erect, seemingly about to burst out of her bra, forming a deep cleavage. Her abdomen was full but without an ounce of excess fat, and her round navel rose and fell with her tense breathing.

Fang Zhiyuan quickly covered her clean upper body with his coat. Having even her last shred of dignity abandoned, Ni Meiyun fainted in Fang Zhiyuan's arms, filled with anger and shame. Looking at this woman who had even sacrificed herself for revenge, Fang

Zhiyuan thought of

Shen Ping. She too had given up her promising future for love. If Du Shaohai were in her place, he wondered if Shen Ping would have done the same. Perhaps what had sustained her to this point wasn't just love, but also hatred!

Fang Zhiyuan was about to go to the bedroom to get a blanket to cover Ni Meiyun, who was lying on the sofa, when there was a knock at the door. Who could it be so late? Old Zhu from next door? He always went to bed at eight o'clock; it was already past nine. Whoever it was, he couldn't let him see this. Fang Zhiyuan quickly carried Ni Meiyun to the inner bedroom and placed her on the bed. He took off her shoes, then, thinking better of it, took off her pants and draped them over the headboard, so she wouldn't immediately walk out if she woke up. It would be troublesome if the people from Fuyuan saw her in their house. He then took off his coat and, wearing only his pajamas, went into the courtyard.

"Who is it?"

"County Chief Fang, it's me, Ma Liguo!"

He hadn't expected it to be him; he'd see what he was up to! After opening the door, Fang Zhiyuan told him to close it properly, then went back inside, pretending to be sleepy. "I was asleep, how did you know I was back today?"

"County Chief Fang, I couldn't get through to your cell phone, I called your home and found out you were already back. Why didn't you call so I could pick you up?" "Hehe, it's the New Year, why bother you so much? I just happened to have a ride today. By the way, is there something you need so late?"

"...County Chief Fang, I need your help with something." "What is it? Speak." "Could you please let me go back to the CPPCC on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year?"

"What's wrong? You don't want to drive me?"

Seeing Old Ma's hesitant expression, Fang Zhiyuan deliberately emphasized his tone.

"No...it's..."

Ma Liguo's face turned red, and he nervously wrung his hands. "Just tell me what it is." After hesitating for a long time, he finished his teacup in one gulp, took a deep breath, and began to explain everything.

"On the evening of the 28th of the lunar year, on my way back, I received a call from Director Xu, telling me to rush to the hotel that night. When I arrived, I was taken to room 308, where Director Xu and Deputy County Head Zhou were waiting. First, they gave me an envelope, and inside was 10,000 yuan. I dared not accept it. I said that I would just give them any instructions, but Director Xu insisted on giving it to me, saying it was my year-end bonus. Then Deputy County Head Zhou bluntly told me that the position of county head originally belonged to him, but I had taken it from him. Deputy County Head Zhou also said that I had been messing around since I arrived in Fuyuan, pocketing a lot of the county's road construction funds that were given to the province, and emptying the county's finances. He also said that I had been having affairs since I arrived... He said he was going to bring me down, and asked me to be his informant, to report my every move every day, and if necessary, to testify against me."

"Oh, so what did you say?"

"Of course I don't want to. I told you County Chief Fang is a good person. He's been busy with work every day since he came to Fuyuan. I haven't seen him do anything. Besides, how would we drivers know about the leaders' affairs? County Chief Fang, you've been so good to me.

Would I be a man if I betrayed you and framed you?" "Zhou won't just let this go, will he?" "Seeing how determined I was, Director Xu threatened me. If I didn't cooperate, you'd only be on temporary assignment in Fuyuan for two years at most. The day you leave would be the day I'm laid off. They forced me to nod and promise to talk to them about anything else, but I absolutely wouldn't frame anyone. When I got home, I told my wife about it. She said I was spineless. Even if I went out to work with her in the future, I wouldn't do such a shameful thing. County Chief Fang, so I beg you, please transfer me back. Just say you have a problem with me and replace me as a driver." "You think it's that simple? Old Ma, I brought you here because I wanted you. If I replace you now, it's obvious you're colluding with me. Will you have a good life after that? Besides, whoever you replace me with will still harm me. Can you really bear to watch me being kept in the dark and being harassed like this?"

"What should I do then? County Chief Fang, you can't expect me to be a traitor, can you?" "You're right, that's exactly what I'm asking you to do. Just pass on my message to them. Wouldn't that be perfect?" "I..."

"Old Ma, I'm glad you told me the truth today. It proves that Fang Zhiyuan didn't misjudge you. I might as well tell you a little secret: in a few months, certain people won't be able to threaten you anymore." "Okay, County Chief Fang, I'll listen to you. By the way, Director Xu asked me to drive someone this noon. Guess who it is?"

"Who?"

Fang Zhiyuan asked knowingly.

"It's that high priest in Shangshui Village. I drove him back this afternoon after lunch. He was drunk and started bragging in the car, saying he and Secretary Feng were good friends, and that the things and money in the car were gifts from Secretary Feng. He said that when he came to the county, it was Secretary Feng's driver, Hu San, who would pick him up. If Hu San hadn't had some trouble at home, I wouldn't have had to drive him. Later, I tried to get him to talk to me, asking what the county party secretary had to do with a shaman like him. Guess what he said?"

"He said that Secretary Feng had been trying to obstruct the road construction all along. He also said that on the eighth day of the lunar month, the village was going to hold a religious ceremony, and he would incite the villagers to cause trouble and prevent the county from building the road. He even replaced Ya Lan as the village head. The road was only going to Shangshui soon, and if he caused this trouble, all his work would be wasted, and the higher-ups would definitely be dissatisfied with him."

This left Fang Zhiyuan completely puzzled. Why would a county party secretary allow someone to go against the government? What benefit would obstructing the connection between Fuyuan and the outside world bring him, other than making Fuyuan isolated and backward? "If the road is opened up, Fuyuan's economy will improve, wouldn't he reap both fame and fortune?"

"Old Ma, thank you for telling me this today. It's late, you should go back first. Tomorrow afternoon, go to Shangshui and pick up Yalan. Find a quiet inn in the county town and have her wait for me there. Remember, don't give yourself away in front of them. If they ask you to do anything, just agree. As for the trip tomorrow, if anyone asks, just say I asked you to buy Feilong trucks to give to provincial officials."

After seeing Ma Liguo off, Fang Zhiyuan sat on the sofa, smoking and pondering the question that had just occurred to him. Why had Feng Deyuan been trying to isolate Fuyuan County all this time? What benefits would that bring him? While flicking his cigarette ash, he accidentally knocked over his teacup, spilling tea along the coffee table. A word suddenly popped into Fang Zhiyuan's mind! This

instantly brought my expectations for the article to their peak. The entire article was ingeniously conceived and unexpected, vividly portraying the intrigue and backstabbing of officialdom. All the characters, from good to bad, were well-developed. Of course, being a novel, there are artistic exaggerations and omissions. The writing is handled skillfully. Let me

give a general evaluation first. Sorry!

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The Story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission: The Story of the County Head on Temporary Assignment Chapter 14

"Water!"

Ni Meiyun murmured intermittently in her delirium. Fang Zhiyuan couldn't contain his excitement and poured a glass of water into the bedroom. All the doubts were resolved. Feng Deyuan must have gained huge profits from water transportation. There was no better reason to explain his unusual behavior.

Looking at Ni Meiyun's melancholy expression, the tear tracks on her delicate face, her sensual lips now cracked from dryness, and her pale complexion indicating obvious weakness, probably due to malnutrition. Fang Zhiyuan tore open a Nestlé nourishing milk powder, poured it into the water, stirred it well, sat cross-legged on the bed, and helped Ni Meiyun's upper body lean against his arm, carefully bringing the cup to her lips.

After drinking the milk powder, Ni Meiyun's complexion improved a lot, but her body was still cold. It seemed she had caught a chill while waiting outside. Because he was young and strong, and there was only one quilt in the bedroom, Fang Zhiyuan had no choice but to turn on the air conditioner and crawl into bed to use his body to ward off the chill for her.

Upon touching the man's hot body, Ni Meiyun naturally nestled into his arms, clinging to him like an octopus. This made Fang Zhiyuan somewhat embarrassed. He hadn't had enough fun at home these past few days, and now a pretty and dignified woman lay beside him. To make matters worse, Ni Meiyun's hand had slipped inside her underwear and grasped his slightly erect penis. He wasn't exactly a saint, and this only fueled his desire.

The sleeping woman was probably dreaming of her husband, softly murmuring, "Husband...husband." Fang Zhiyuan was distracted by her seductive calls and reached out to gently push her away. He wasn't sure if it was intentional or unintentional, but his hand landed on her full breasts. Touching them, he sighed inwardly, surprised by their fullness—almost the same size as Shen Ping's breasts during pregnancy. Curious, he turned to admire them. Her white breasts bulged out from the tight white bra, one nipple exposed due to her side-lying position. The areola wasn't large, its pink color quite lovely, and the nipple, like a large red cherry, was even more tempting. Unable to resist, he lightly flicked it with his finger, and Ni Meiyun let out a moan, shaking her head. Their lips met. Fang Zhiyuan's

mind was blank; he had completely forgotten Secretary Feng and Ma Liguo, only feeling the smooth, sweet tongue entering his mouth and the small hand tightly gripping his penis.

He responded with a deep kiss. Ni Meiyun, breathless, slowly opened her eyes, only to find herself lying almost naked in a man's arms, her soft hand still tightly gripping his penis. Ashamed, she closed her eyes again, letting those large hands caress her most prized breasts.

Despite having just decided to use her body as a price for revenge against her enemy, the virtuous young woman still couldn't cross that boundary when she had her first physical contact with another man. An indescribable mix of emotions welled up inside her. "Husband! I did all this for you, please forgive me," Ni Meiyun thought to herself, a tear of helplessness streaming down her face.

Her long-dormant body, under the man's teasing, released its pent-up desires of over a year, and her suppressed emotions were also released. She sobbed softly while simultaneously anticipating the man's further advances.

Seeing Ni Meiyun crying, Fang Zhiyuan initially wanted to withdraw his hands, but then noticed her chest arching in response to his caresses, so he didn't stop. The room temperature had risen, and the woman's body had regained its former warmth. Fang Zhiyuan held her slightly parted lips, letting his tongue roughly swirl inside, while one hand traced down her smooth, creamy skin, across her flat, youthful abdomen, and loosened her panties, wantonly caressing her genitals.

Hmm? Something felt off. Curious, Fang Zhiyuan turned to look at her lower body. Beneath the loosened panties lay a completely bare vulva, without a single pubic hair. This woman was a bald woman. Feeling his tongue leave her mouth but not suckle her breasts, Ni Meiyun opened her eyes in surprise, seeing Fang Zhiyuan staring intently at her genitals. She covered her face with her hands in shame.

They say bald women bring bad luck to their husbands; perhaps there's some truth to that. Fang Zhiyuan couldn't care less about such things. Firstly, he didn't believe in this kind of thing, and secondly, his thick body hair stretched from his chest to his lower abdomen. Shen Yan had said that this was called "Azure Dragon," and that men with this feature had the strongest libido and were especially compatible with "White Tiger.

" "Why is there no hair on your genitals? Did you shave it yourself?"

Ni Meiyun crossed her legs, trying to cover her genitals, and said shyly through her fingers covering her face, "It's natural." "There's nothing to be embarrassed about. Haven't you seen those foreign women shave themselves? I'm an Azure Dragon, the perfect match for a White Tiger." The usually dignified young woman blushed even more at these vulgar words. Fang Zhiyuan couldn't suppress his curiosity and turned around to separate the woman's tightly closed legs to examine her closely. "No, it's dirty there." Fang Zhiyuan ignored the young woman's pleas, pulled off her stockings, and draped his trousers over one leg, hanging them on the back of the woman's other leg. He then stuck out his tongue and teased the pink cleft between her legs. The woman's scent and the fine, sticky secretions stimulated Fang Zhiyuan to lick even more vigorously. He would occasionally flick her clitoris with his tongue, his nose tip poking between her labia, and sometimes he would slip his tongue inside, using his slightly grown mustache to prick her clitoris.

Her husband had never sucked her genitals so roughly and greedily in his life. A strange sensation traveled from her toes down her thighs to her chest and into her brain. It was itchy, numb, shameful, but mostly stimulating. Ni Meiyun's mind slowly went blank, leaving only waves of sexual pleasure.

"Ah..."

she murmured, a trembling, pleasurable moan. Ni Meiyun's soft hand grasped the erect penis before her. So big, so thick, so long, so hot. It was as if she could only hold her husband's penis with one hand, the glans exposed, but now she couldn't even grasp this entire shaft with both hands. The man's lower body pressed down, his penis thrusting into her mouth—was he implying that she should suck? During her pregnancy, she had given her husband oral sex once to satisfy his lust, and he seemed to ejaculate in less than a minute. Thinking of her husband, she truly missed his vigorous thrusts, the pleasure they brought her; that feeling seemed almost forgotten.

Ni Meiyun stiffly licked the glans, and Fang Zhiyuan thrust his lower body forward, shoving half of his penis into her mouth. The itch in her lower body, like ants crawling, made her whimper, a sound that was hard to tell if it was pleasure or a plea for mercy. Seeing that the time was right, Fang Zhiyuan knelt and spread her legs, gently rubbing the glans around her wet vagina, slowly sliding in under the pull of her vaginal fluid.

"Ah!"

Ni Meiyun's phoenix eyes widened in a daze, letting out a cry of pain. The huge glans filled her vagina completely; "It hurts, it hurts," a tearing sensation came from the vaginal opening. "You'll feel better soon," Fang Zhiyuan knew this was because she hadn't had sex for a long time. Even a woman who had given birth was so wet and still complaining of pain; her vagina was probably atrophied. He wasn't in a hurry to penetrate all the way in, but patiently pushed forward little by little. "Ah! Ah. Ah... Ah..."

Ni Meiyun uttered arias in time with the penetration of his penis. "Does it still hurt? Is it a little itchy?"

Fang Zhiyuan looked down triumphantly at the vaginal opening stretched wide by his penis, the flesh walls turned inside out, revealing tender red clitoral hoods. He placed her legs on his thighs, freeing his hands to grasp her large breasts and knead them, shaping them into various forms in concentric circles and counter-clockwise, making her nipples rub together.

A stimulating sexual desire coursed through his body, slowly making him lose himself in pleasure, his moral compass gradually receding, and he involuntarily let out cries of pleasure, which only intensified his shame, and tears of humiliation flowed again.

Looking at the woman beneath him, her dark circles from worry making her look alluring as if she had applied eyeshadow, even as she enjoyed pleasure, Fang Zhiyuan felt that with his development, she would become a rare gem. As the woman's legs clamped around his waist and her whole body writhed violently, he began to thrust his lower body, changing angles to pump his penis in and out. Watching the pink walls of her vagina being pulled out and pushed back in by his thick penis, Fang Zhiyuan quickened his pace, mercilessly ravaging her tender, narrow vagina. Ni Meiyun let out ecstatic moans, her hands gripping the man's arms tightly, her body involuntarily twisting up, down, left, and right, her breasts swaying like waves. Fang Zhiyuan spread the woman's legs wide, completely exposing her genitals to their view.

"Your cunt is so beautiful, look, so much water, does it feel good? Say something!" Seeing her private parts splattered with vaginal fluid from the penetration, Ni Meiyun nodded irrationally. "So beautiful... ah... ah... ah."

With increasingly rapid moans, Ni Meiyun's face convulsed as she gasped for breath, arching her back to embrace Fang Zhiyuan's head, her breasts pressed against his chest, her legs crossed over his back, her jade-like toes spread wide in pleasure, emitting cries.

Fang Zhiyuan quickly covered her lips with his, afraid that the sounds would be heard by the neighbors. His tongue was tightly sucked by Ni Meiyun, and her whole body trembled incessantly. Knowing that she was about to climax, Fang Zhiyuan no longer wanted to suppress his desire, and like a beast, he thrust his penis into the deepest part of her flower, ejaculating as he was being drenched. (From

Chapter 15 of "The Story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission: The Story of the County Head on Temporary Assignment")

Early in the morning, Fang Zhiyuan ran along the bluestone road of the county town. The thin mist dampened his hair, making him even more awake. Slowing down to breathe in the fresh air, Fang Zhiyuan jumped up and picked a leaf from a roadside tree, putting it in his mouth.

"A man's spirits are high when he's in the mood," Fang Zhiyuan thought, noting that his morning exercises over the past two months had paid off. Last night's intense session had allowed him to release his pent-up energy, leaving him feeling refreshed this morning. Although he longed for another round of passion, he couldn't bear to disturb Ni Meiyun, who slept soundly beside him with a satisfied smile. Being a chivalrous man, he decided to get up and exercise, and buy some breakfast to take home.

Even though it was the Spring Festival, most families in Fuyuan didn't prepare groceries. Several breakfast shops were already open. Fang Zhiyuan bought a few fried dough sticks, tied them with a rattan cord, and carried them slowly home. A group of people who had finished their exercise were chatting and arguing by the roadside. Fang Zhiyuan joined them.

Over the past two months, through his morning exercises and interactions with ordinary people, he had gleaned a lot of useful information from them, although some of it was exaggerated, there was still some truth to it. "I heard the new County Head Fang is a good guy. He's demanded that government agencies and enterprises cut back on spending and oppose extravagance. He's focused on road construction. Once this road is completed, Fuyuan's economy should improve." "

Yeah, before we only got 75% of our salaries. Now that the treasury has more money, we can get the full amount."

"Wow, that means I'll get a lot more money back!" "Sigh, all crows are black. Look at the previous county heads, didn't they all make a splash first? And what happened? They all ended up in jail!"

"It's just that every official loves money." Fang Zhiyuan was about to turn around when a man's words made him stop.

"What do you know? He doesn't seem corrupt on the surface, but what's the reality? The county's road construction funds were taken by the province for other purposes. How much corruption must have been involved? The construction team must have given him hundreds of thousands of yuan."

"Really? How do you know?"

"To tell you the truth, Secretary Feng originally wanted to use part of the road construction funds for road repairs and part to pay back wages. It was all that bastard Fang's idea to divert the money. Now, the county's finances will only last a month at most. I don't think we'll be able to pay even 10% of the money, let alone 75%."

A commotion erupted in the crowd. Seeing the middle-aged man's smug expression, Fang Zhiyuan leaned closer and loudly asked, "How did you know? Are you just bragging?" "Tch, bragging? I work at the Finance Bureau, how could I not know? We're all preparing a petition, and Fang Zhiyuan, who's only been in Fuyuan for a few months, already applied to have the county removed from the list of impoverished counties. Now look what's happened! The higher-ups aren't allocating funds, and he's squandering them. He reimbursed over ten thousand yuan for a single meal in the provincial capital—is he eating gold

? What do you all think?" The crowd grew even angrier, some already cursing, "Damn it, we thought he was a good guy, but he's a wolf in sheep's clothing!" "Over ten thousand yuan for a single meal? How could you reimburse him?"

"He's the county head, who dares not reimburse him? You know nothing!...Fang...County Head Fang..."

The middle-aged man, who had been excitedly gesturing, now wore a stiff smile, his legs trembling. A crowd immediately surrounded him. Most were active or retired cadres and staff, along with some ordinary citizens, all wanting to see what this young county head looked like and what he would say.

"Stop!"

Fang Zhiyuan shouted angrily, grabbing the man who was trying to escape. "What position do you hold in the Finance Bureau?"

"I...I..."

"He is Zhu Qingyuan, the deputy director of the Finance Bureau!" a curious citizen shouted from the crowd.

Fang Zhiyuan stood up on the flower bed and said loudly, "Comrades, quiet down, let me ask Director Zhu a few questions." The noisy crowd quieted down. "First, I've been in Fuyuan for almost three months. I didn't go home until the afternoon of the 28th of the lunar year. Today is the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, and the government offices haven't reopened yet. When did I go to the provincial capital for a meal costing over 10,000 yuan, and when did I get reimbursed? Second, the road repair funds are earmarked for specific purposes. Who would dare to misappropriate them to pay salaries? It was my suggestion to have the province repair the roads. Why? You can tell from the current quality of the roads. It cost over 30 million yuan and is almost unusable in less than a year. How could I possibly allow this?" "Would you even let him continue to take on this project? The county has sent highway and quality inspection departments to the construction site to oversee the quality. If there's even the slightest defect, it's torn down and rebuilt. With such strict standards, who would give me money? By your logic, who did the previous construction company give money to? Thirdly, all the reports so far have been submitted in the name of the county party committee and county government. When did I submit the report to remove the county's poverty label? Even I didn't know about this. How did you, Director Zhu, find out?"

Zhu Qingyuan, pale-faced and trembling, looked at him with pleading eyes, as if begging Fang Zhiyuan to give him some face. “County Chief Fang, I…I was wrong…I only heard it secondhand.” “Director Zhu, as a cadre, even if you don’t know, even if you really know I have a problem, you should report it to the organization for investigation and punishment, instead of spreading rumors and inciting the masses. After you get to work, go to the director and report today’s events to him in detail.”

Ignoring the scurrying Zhu Qingyuan, Fang Zhiyuan continued impromptu, “Comrades, the county’s finances may be a bit tight, but the county will still guarantee everyone’s basic salary. And I assure you, during my two-year term in office, I will not only ensure that everyone receives their full salary and the back pay, but I will also completely remove the label of ‘impoverished county’! Let everyone truly live a good life!”

As Fang Zhiyuan left the crowd, he could still vaguely hear people behind him saying, “I told you he was a good cadre. When he visited us retired cadres before the New Year, he looked so upright. You see, what county chief goes to the street to buy fried dough sticks himself? He just doesn’t detach himself from the masses.” “Why would he buy so many fried dough sticks by himself?”

"Can't young people eat more?..."

Fang Zhiyuan returned to the dormitory and saw Ni Meiyun busy making noodles in the kitchen, wearing his pajamas.

"I bought fried dough sticks, so make the noodles a little thinner. There are eggs in the fridge, so make two poached eggs too."

The two sat down at the table to eat breakfast. "It looks delicious, your cooking must be excellent."

Although she had spent the night with the man in front of her, she still sat down shyly and smiled. "You look prettier when you smile," Ni Meiyun blushed at the man's compliment and lowered her head, picking at the noodles with her chopsticks. "I told you to make poached eggs to nourish yourself, but you put them all in my bowl," Fang Zhiyuan complained. "Look at this, what does it look like?" Ni

Meiyun looked up and saw that Fang Zhiyuan had placed the fried dough stick between the two poached eggs, which looked exactly like the shape of the man's genitals from the night before. She burst out laughing.

"Here, have one." "Give me one, you need to nourish yourself too," Ni Meiyun said considerately. “I’m perfectly healthy, I don’t need any supplements for ten days straight,” Fang Zhiyuan insisted, shoving an egg into her bowl.

“You’ve suffered a lot these past few days, take good care of yourself. You still have to work and raise children. Be good, eat up, and you won’t stutter anymore.” Fang Zhiyuan’s joke didn’t cheer her up; instead, it stirred up her worries.

“Last night was just a test. Although getting evidence is difficult, don’t worry, I’ll handle it. Meiyun, things have already come to this point, worrying will only hurt your health and make those bad people happy. You have a long road ahead of you, and there are many things you’ll have to do.” After dinner, Fang Zhiyuan drank the tea that Ni Meiyun had brewed, lit a cigarette, and watched her sit on the sofa, her hand supporting her chin, after clearing away the dishes. He reached out and pulled Ni Meiyun into his arms, naturally stroking her delicate shoulders. Ni Meiyun didn’t resist at all, obediently nestling in his arms, gazing at him affectionately.

I hadn't felt this way in a long time. Ever since I involuntarily had sex with this man last night, I'd experienced orgasms like never before, sending me soaring through the waves of pleasure. The ecstasy made me realize what it truly meant to be a woman. In my dream, my husband's face was slowly fading away. When I woke up this morning, I found him out exercising. The marks left by his body in the blankets made my heart pound. The love marks on his genitals and his swollen, red nipples reminded me of last night's passion. Lying in bed, I cried with shame, for my husband's fading affection and for my own betrayal.

Looking at the thoughtful expression on the woman's face in his arms, Fang Zhiyuan recalled that Shen Ping had been in the same state after their first time together. This was probably the most intense period of her internal struggle. He decided to give her some time to think things through; being too hasty would only backfire. He lightly kissed her rosy lips and said, "Don't go out during this time. Just stay home and watch TV during the day. Don't answer any phone calls or knocks, to prevent them from becoming suspicious. I've never cooked here before. Although we have rice, flour, oil, salt, soy sauce, and vinegar, we're still missing quite a few things. Write down what we're missing and I'll go buy it. If I'm not home for lunch, try not to cook; just use the microwave. If you really want to cook something, do it after dark. I'm going to check on things on the highway later. When I come back for lunch, we'll eat at Old Zhu's next door. Don't prepare anything for me."

Ni Meiyun hesitated, then obediently nodded. A knock came at the door; it must be Old Ma. Fang Zhiyuan closed the door and went out.

Chapter 16 of the Story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission: The Story of the County Head on Temporary Assignment.

Dust billowed at the construction site, and a row of dump trucks awaited unloading their loads of gravel and sand. Seeing the county head's car arrive at the construction area, the on-duty personnel hurriedly came forward. "County Head Fang, I'll go inform Deputy Director Qin." "No need, I'll go see them. Xiao Huang, you've worked hard too."

"What's a little hard work building roads for Fuyuan? County Head Fang doesn't even celebrate the Spring Festival; it wouldn't be right for us to stay home too."

Accompanied by Xiao Huang, Fang Zhiyuan entered the makeshift command post. The county's deputy commander-in-chief was Qin Shouqing, the deputy director of the county government office. A former regimental-level officer who had been demobilized, he was in his forties, upright, and Fang Zhiyuan respected him greatly.

At that moment, he was arguing with the road and bridge company engineer in charge of the construction. Seeing Fang Zhiyuan enter, the two quickly offered him a seat and poured him water. Seeing Qin Shouqing's bloodshot eyes, Fang Zhiyuan quickly pressed him down as he stood up. "Old Qin, you've worked hard."

"County Chief Fang, why didn't you spend the holiday at home?" "I was worried. The holiday can be celebrated next year, but the road must be completed as soon as possible."

Li, an engineer from the road and bridge company, chuckled and complained, "County Chief Fang, forgive my bluntness, but you two leaders are quite rare in my decades of road repair work. You won't even let us go home for the Spring Festival; the employees' families have all protested at headquarters." "Hehe, you've worked hard too. By the way, construction is construction, but it's a holiday after all. Your road and bridge company needs to arrange good meals for the workers, and organize some cultural activities in the evenings for everyone's entertainment. If the workers want to see you, I won't sign off on your payments. Also, while ensuring quality, please complete the section of road leading to Shangshui as soon as possible. Can you do it before the eighth day of the Lunar New Year?"

"I doubt it. Our company has already put all our machinery into 24-hour continuous construction. The main problem is that the new roads leading from the old roadbed at both ends are in their maintenance period; the earliest we can finish is before the Lunar New Year. County Chief Fang, please sit down for a while. I'll go out and arrange the work assigned by Director Qin." Qin Shouqing looked at Fang Zhiyuan and asked worriedly, "What's wrong? Has there been a change in Shangshui?"

"Nothing major. The sooner it's resolved, the sooner we can have peace of mind. By the way, have all the graves been relocated?"

"The relocation has been completed according to the county's instructions."

"Has Secretary Feng arrived?"

"Him? Humph. He showed up briefly with Du Yueling on New Year's Eve and then disappeared." "Brother Shouqing, thank you." "County Chief Fang, you're too kind. You think highly of me, Old Qin. I will never let you down. To be honest, being busy here is quite fulfilling. Staying in that office any longer would have suffocated me. That slut, I want to slap her every time I see her." "Your wife didn't complain, did she?"

"Our soldiers' wives are so enlightened. Look, she left her son at his grandma's and moved in to celebrate the holiday with me."

Before she finished speaking, a woman with the characteristic boldness of a Northeastern woman walked in carrying a bowl of dumplings. "Working all day long, you've even moved your home to the construction site. How can you not eat when you're so busy? The county leaders aren't even here, you're just acting like a big shot." Seeing Fang Zhiyuan, an outsider, she wiped her apron with embarrassment. "

What nonsense are you spouting, old woman? County Chief Fang didn't spend the New Year at home either, did he? Besides, I'm the deputy commander-in-chief. If I'm not busy, who is? Get out of here and stop meddling." "County Chief Fang, don't mind him. I was just worried about him. Don't take my rambling to heart." "Hehe, it's nothing. I should be thanking you for supporting Lao Qin's work. By the way, what unit does Lao Qin's wife work for?"

"Well, she came back to our hometown with me and hasn't found a job yet. She runs a small dumpling shop now." "After this period is over and the project is finished, you should submit a report and we'll have a meeting to discuss and resolve your wife's job issue."

"County Chief Fang, that... I can't accept that," Lao Qin said excitedly.

"Don't thank me yet. There's a condition: you have to achieve an excellent project result first."

"Don't worry, I guarantee I'll complete the task."

"It's getting late, so I'll head back now. You should also take care of yourself and make sure the personnel are properly allocated. After all, it's the New Year, so let everyone take turns resting for a few days. By the way, there's someone I want to ask you." "Who?" "

There's a migrant worker named Man Xiaohu, but I don't know which section he's working on. Ask around. Call me when you find him."

"Okay, I'll ask the road and bridge company later." It was already past eleven when they returned to the county town. After getting off the bus in front of his dormitory, Fang Zhiyuan instructed Lao Ma to pick up Yalan from Shangshui that afternoon.

After putting down his briefcase, Ni Meiyun poured water for him to wash his face. Fang Zhiyuan had just picked up a towel to wipe his dusty face and neck when Lao Zhu called from outside. He quickly washed up and went to Lao Zhu's house.

The yard was full of various flowers. Fang Zhiyuan praised Lao Zhu's flower-growing skills, and Lao Zhu proudly pointed out his prized creations. A young man in a police uniform came out of the house. "Dad, stop bragging. Please, County Chief Fang, come in and sit down." "You little rascal, how am I bragging? Your dad's flower-growing skills are top-notch in the county. Come, let me introduce you, this is my son, Zhu Jun, now the deputy captain of the criminal investigation team." "Jun'er, call him Uncle." "No. Old Director, actually I should call you Uncle. Zhu Jun, don't listen to him, let's just treat each other as brothers."

After the three of them sat down, seeing that the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were still busy, Fang Zhiyuan quickly asked Zhu Jun to invite his mother and family to the table as well. Zhu Yuanhai took out a bottle of local Fuyuan liquor, "Little Fang, this liquor has a history, it's been collected for over ten years, let's finish it today, the three of us." "Dad, I'm on duty today, I can't drink." "It's a holiday, drink less." "Old Director, since Zhu Jun is on duty, don't let him drink, I'll go all out and finish this bottle with you today." "Okay, we'll each drink half."

Picking up the glass, the strong aroma of the liquor wafted up, Fang Zhiyuan took a small sip, let the liquor swirl in his mouth, and then swallowed. He said to Old Zhu, "Good liquor, rich and sweet aroma, mellow and long-lasting taste. It's just that the alcohol content is a bit high." "Although County Chief Fang is young, he is a master of liquor tasting, not bad!" "This is 60-proof liquor, look how yellow it's turned. I know you don't like extravagance, and since we're family, I asked your wife to cook a few dishes, but they're all her specialties. Come and try them."

The dishes weren't many, but they were exquisite, a good mix of meat and vegetables, and the color, aroma, and taste were all so appealing that Fang Zhiyuan couldn't stop eating. "Delicious, haha, please excuse my poor cooking."

"Not at all. My dear wife, County Chief Fang really praised you." "Eat more if you like it. In the future, just tell me what you want to eat, and I'll cook it for you." "That would be wonderful, but it's a little inconvenient." "What's inconvenient? It's right next door."

Old Zhu nudged his wife when he saw she hadn't caught on to his words. "Go make some soup." The mother and daughter got up and went to the kitchen.

"Zhiyuan, your speech in the square garden this morning was truly brilliant. Several retired friends came to my house and vividly imitated Zhu Qingyuan's embarrassing state, almost making me burst out laughing. But with those words, I'm afraid you'll make some enemies." “

Yes, the old director is right. I didn’t want to create disharmony and affect the unity of the team. But what Zhu Qingyuan said this morning was really infuriating. If I didn’t refute him on the spot, I’m afraid it would damage the public’s impression of me and affect the work. Sigh, I was just young and impetuous, and I couldn’t control myself.”

“That’s how it should be. It’s spread throughout our unit this morning. Everyone is saying that County Chief Fang did a great job. People who spread rumors like this should not only be refuted, but they should be arrested.” Zhu Jun said indignantly.

“You don’t know anything. No wonder you’re still a deputy team leader after five years. You have to look at the depth of the problem. What is Zhu Qingyuan? Just a pawn pushed out! He’s a deputy director of the Finance Bureau and County Chief Fang has no grudges or conflicts of interest. Why would he spread rumors? Do you know that?”

Old Zhu scolded his son.

Zhu Jun retorted, his face red. “I haven’t moved for five years, isn’t it all because of you? You’re an advanced and outstanding employee every year, but you get screened out as soon as it comes to promotion.” "Which of the cases in Fuyuan wasn't solved by me? Feng Yuru doesn't even know how to protect the crime scene, so what makes him the team leader? It's all because Feng Deyuan is his uncle. If you hadn't offended him, would I be in this situation today? Of my classmates assigned to the same position, some are section chiefs and some are deputy section chiefs, and I'm the only one who's still a section chief." "Alright, Zhu Jun, say less. Why are you arguing with your father during the New Year? Don't be angry, old director, come on, drink this." Old Zhu downed the glass of baijiu in one gulp and said to Fang Zhiyuan, "Zhiyuan, you don't know the inside story. When Feng Deyuan first became county head, he was a pretty good person. At that time, although Fuyuan's economy wasn't good, it was a peaceful society. But after he became secretary, things changed. Because I didn't listen to him, he wanted to replace me several times. There were many old comrades back then, and they all supported me! They jointly petitioned the higher authorities to let me continue serving as the director of the Public Security Bureau. Later, my comrades retired one by one, or were transferred, and I also reached the age of retiring to the second line." He couldn't wait to replace me and put his cronies in that position. How could Zhu Jun have an easy time like that? It's partly my fault, really. Sigh, look at Fuyuan these days, it breaks our hearts to see it. There are more and more thugs and hooligans, more and more brothels, the public security is getting worse and worse, and life is getting harder and harder for ordinary people.” “Then why don't you report this to the organization?”

“Report it? Even the veteran cadre party branch is gone. Some old comrades reported it to the district, and it got transferred to him, and as a result, they were beaten half to death with bricks when they went out at night. Who would dare to report it?”

"It's Uncle Xu's case, it's still unsolved. So many cases remain unsolved, yet we criminal police are forced to spend our days arresting so-called tax evaders, those who haven't paid their levies, and those who violated the one-child policy. In the eyes of the public, we're now called the 'wolf pack'!" (

From Chapter 17 of the story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission's temporary county magistrate)

Back in her dormitory, Ni Meiyun, who was watching TV, noticed Fang Zhiyuan's flushed face and knew he'd been drinking. She quickly made him some tea and obediently helped him change into slippers on the sofa. "Did you eat lunch?"

"Yeah, just a little something. You seem preoccupied?"

"Nothing, it's just the form I asked you to write, is it done?"

"It's all written, it's all on here."

Looking at the slip of paper in her hand, the handwriting was very neat, reminiscent of Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy style. No wonder she had such a strong personality; her handwriting reflected her personality!

"You've practiced calligraphy? Yan style, no less?" Ni Meiyun looked at Fang Zhiyuan with surprise, not expecting this man to have risen through

the ranks through connections as rumored. "My father taught me when I was little. I've been writing complaint letters every day for over a year, so my handwriting has improved," Ni Meiyun said with a wry smile. "Pepper, star anise...sanitary napkins..." Before Fang Zhiyuan could read the words "condom" written underneath, Ni Meiyun covered his mouth. "Stop reading, it's so embarrassing!" Holding Fang Zhiyuan's hand tightly, Ni Meiyun stared at him closely, smelling the faint scent of alcohol emanating from his breath, feeling the sharp stubble on his palm. Her eyes began to glaze over, her heart pounding. She slowly closed her eyes, waiting for his lips to approach.

A gentle knock on the door separated them. Fang Zhiyuan gestured for Meiyun to go into the bedroom, then got up to open the door.

"Who is it?" Fang Zhiyuan asked coldly, his mood dampened by the interruption.

"It's me, Xiao Cui." Xiao Cui, pale-faced, quickly slipped through the crack in the door. Fang Zhiyuan hurriedly let her into the living room.

"What's wrong, Xiao Cui?"

"County Chief Fang, this is the gynecological exam certificate I went to this morning, and the things you asked me to write last night."

After briefly glancing at Xiao Cui's writing, Fang Zhiyuan took out an inkpad and had her press her fingerprint on it.

He asked Xiao Cui, who was panting and wiping her hands, "Why are you here now? You're so out of breath, what's the emergency? Have some water first. I went to look for your brother this morning, but I haven't been able to contact him yet." "County Chief Fang, I...I...I'm so scared!"

"What's wrong? Don't rush, have some water first."

"When I finished my gynecological exam at the Maternal and Child Health Station this morning, since it was the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, there weren't many people inside except for a few women who were about to give birth. When I got to the department near the entrance, I curiously glanced over and saw Xiao Li having her exam inside. I stood at the door and eavesdropped on their conversation. It turned out that Xiao Li was pregnant, and the doctor said that she had already had two miscarriages and that she shouldn't try to have children after another abortion. Just then, County Chief Zhou's driver came in and saw me immediately. Before he could call me, I ran back. Not long after lunch, I went to the toilet for my period, and as soon as I came out, I saw Driver Wang leading several menacing-looking men toward our dormitory. Luckily, I had my things in my pockets. I was planning to come back tonight, but I didn't dare stop and ran over immediately. County Chief Fang, what should I do? They definitely won't let me off if they catch me!"

Xiao Cui cried softly, terrified.

"Don't worry. You absolutely mustn't go back to the county guesthouse. Here's what we're doing... wait a moment," Fang Zhiyuan took out about two or three thousand yuan from his briefcase and placed it in Xiao Cui's hand. "Go find your brother and have him take you to Commander Qin. I'll call him later and arrange for you to be there."

"Zhu Jun, you haven't left yet, have you? Come here for a moment." Fang Zhiyuan instructed Zhu Jun to take Xiao Cui to the construction site and then take a statement from her. "Don't worry, County Chief Fang, I'll also complete the task you just assigned me."

Standing at the door, watching the two get into the police car, he then went inside with peace of mind. Xiao Cui was too reckless; this could easily expose her prematurely. However, he couldn't bear to scold her further. After making a call to Old Qin, Fang Zhiyuan leaned back on the sofa and began to ponder.

Ni Meiyun heard the door close and peeked out before coming out with relief. Seeing her suspicious look, Fang Zhiyuan pointed to the documents on the table. "Don't get the wrong idea. I'm not a pervert. Take a look before you speak, don't get jealous."

"Why would I be jealous? As long as County Chief Fang helps me get revenge, I'll go to the mountains and become a nun," Ni Meiyun said, looking at the documents. "I told you they were having affairs, now you believe me, right?"

"I knew from the beginning. These days, just relying on affairs isn't a powerful weapon to bring them down. If the parties involved deny having sexual relations with these officials, then you're just wasting your time. Sigh, they're really clever. Knowing that I was investigating Shao Hai's death recently, they actually came up with this trick to frame me!"

Fang Zhiyuan deliberately portrayed Feng Deyuan and others' framing of him as retaliation for Ni Meiyun's affair, which moved Ni Meiyun deeply. As a weak woman, this man was clearly her last hope. "What can I do to help you?"

"You'd better stay inside quietly. It'll be really troublesome if they find out."

Disturbed from his fun, Fang Zhiyuan lost interest and went to the county supermarket with the shopping list Ni Meiyun had given him. After leaving the supermarket, he took off his sunglasses and dialed his driver, Lao Ma. "County Chief Fang, I've picked them up and arranged for them to go to my relative's Four Seasons Inn. I'll pick you up later." Seeing that it was still early, only a little past three, Fang Zhiyuan returned to his dormitory. He handed the things to Ni Meiyun and took a nap on the sofa. His phone rang, waking him from his nap. He pulled back the blanket Meiyun had covered him with, greeted her as she busied herself in the kitchen, and hurried out the door.

The Sijiqing Hostel was located in a quiet corner on the outskirts of the city. The family-run hostel wasn't luxuriously decorated, but it was neatly maintained. Fang Zhiyuan looked around with satisfaction, instructed Lao Ma to park the car in the courtyard, and went up to the second floor to open the door.

Yalan, who was inside, rushed to greet him. "County Chief Fang, what's the matter? Lao Ma's expression is so serious, it scared me."

"Did Yan Long's father know when you called him out?"

"I had Xiangxiang call him. His father wouldn't know he came to the county town with me." The burly young man stood up and smiled at Fang Zhiyuan. "County Chief Fang, I'm sorry about last time." "It's nothing, please sit down. Listen to me." Fang Zhiyuan recounted how Yan Long's father, under Feng Deyuan's orders, had misled the masses and obstructed road construction. Hearing that the "Grand Master" was planning to bring him down as well, Yalan was furious. Yan Long, however, remained expressionless; after all, it was his father.

"Yan Long, we need your cooperation on this matter. You know how much benefit this road will bring to Shangshui, especially since I'm prioritizing Shangshui's future development. As a county leader, I absolutely cannot allow your father to interfere with my work!"

Fang Zhiyuan instructed Yan Long to change the solution used in the ritual on the eighth day of the lunar month, so that the Grand Master could not carry out his plan. Yan Long looked at Ya Lan with a dilemma, torn between his girlfriend's mother and his own father. Seeing Yan Long's conflicted expression, Fang Zhiyuan said sternly, "Yan Long, I just want your cooperation. This way, you're also saving your father. If I had exposed his scheme that day, letting the villagers know that your father had been deceiving them all along, you can imagine how serious the consequences would have been. The angry mob could have smashed your house, and your father would have been arrested and thrown in jail for fraud. But if you cooperate with Ya Lan, she will tell the people after the altar fails that your father's magic has been transferred to you, and you will be the sorcerer from now on. That way, you two will be in charge of Shangshui from now on. As for the road being built and Shangshui's economy improving, I will persuade Ya Lan to marry her daughter to you." Mentioning Xiangxiang, the boy's eyes lit up. Fang Zhiyuan's words touched his heart. Since his father's affair had already been exposed, he might as well listen to this man. Not only could he protect his family, but he could also be with the woman he loved forever. This way, it wouldn't be betraying his father.

Seeing Yan Long nod in agreement, Fang Zhiyuan smiled and finalized the plan with the two. He had Lao Ma take them home that night, and then leisurely strolled home himself.

On his way home, his phone rang. It was Feng Deyuan calling. (From

Chapter 18 of

"The Story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission: The Story of the County Head on Temporary Assignment") "Happy New Year, Secretary Feng!" "Hello, Zhiyuan, why didn't you tell me you were coming back yesterday? I could have welcomed you."

"Oh, it's the New Year, I didn't want to bother you. Anyway, nothing much happened, I just took

a look around the construction site." "What are your plans for tonight? I have some out-of-town executives here who are planning to invest. Would it be convenient for you to come and receive them?"

"Sure, I'll be there soon." Upon arriving at the guesthouse, the waiter saw Fang Zhiyuan and quickly greeted him, "County Head, Secretary Feng is waiting for you in the reception room." "I know."

Entering the room, he saw several county leaders were already there, and an empty seat was left for Feng Deyuan. After sitting down, Feng Deyuan pointed to two fat men with large heads and ears and introduced them to Fang Zhiyuan. "This is Comrade Fang Zhiyuan, the youngest county head in our county's history. These two are business owners from Zhejiang, planning to invest in projects in Fuyuan."

"Welcome to invest and set up factories in Fuyuan, and share your advanced industrial technology and scientific management models with us." "I'm flattered, I'm flattered..."

After the pleasantries, Director Xu told the waiter to serve the dishes. Feng Deyuan shook a bottle of Wuliangye liquor. "The usual rule, half a jin each, then you're free to do as you please." Fang Zhiyuan's drinking capacity was more than enough to handle a jin, but he kept his drinking to himself, pretending to be reluctant. "Come on, Zhiyuan. It's okay to drink a little more during the New Year. Anyway, your sister-in-law isn't here, so you don't have to pay your taxes tonight."

After a few rounds of drinks, Feng Deyuan got straight to the point. "Zhiyuan, these two friends are planning to invest in real estate in Fuyuan. They think the square in front of the county government is a good location and want to buy the land. The county's financial situation isn't very good right now; we only have less than four million in reserves. What can we do with that little money? Before you came, we discussed whether we could sell the land. What's your opinion?"

"Selling land? It's not impossible, but we have to go through the procedures. Commercial land will probably require bidding and auction." "Well, is that right?"

Before Feng Deyuan could finish speaking, Fang Zhiyuan pretended to be drunk. "I can't drink anymore, Secretary Feng, you can do as you please. I'm going back now. I'm planning to drive back to the provincial capital tomorrow. Secretary Fang needs a few flying dragons, I have to deliver them personally. We can discuss the details when we get to work." A hint of displeasure flashed across Feng Deyuan's face, but he quickly smiled and said, "Zhiyuan, you need to improve your drinking capacity. How about this, Director Xu, take him back." After leaving, Fang Zhiyuan took Director Xu's hand. "The dormitory is very close, let's take a walk." "Old Xu, you've been the director of the county party committee office for almost two years, right?" "No, only a little over a year." "Oh, I think you were the director of the audit bureau?"

"Yes." "What's the situation with that guy named Du Shaohai?"

"He... he died after falling off a mountain while driving under the influence. Why did you ask about that?"

"Oh, nothing, just asking. I heard he's your relative?"

"Hmm..."

Although his face wasn't visible in the darkness, his tone was clearly muffled. "Alright, we're home. Do you want to come in and sit down?"

"No...no. County Chief Fang, you should get some rest." "It's dark, be careful on your journey. There's a pothole on the road over there, watch out for your ankle," Fang Zhiyuan said sarcastically.

Ni Meiyun, who was dozing on the sofa, was startled awake by the sound of the door opening. She rubbed her eyes and asked Fang Zhiyuan, "Have you eaten?"

"Yes. With Feng Deyuan." Hearing that name, Ni Meiyun shuddered. "He called me and said that people from the county were coming to invest, and the leadership was hosting a banquet, so he wouldn't attend."

"By the way, I was talking to Xu Qilian about you just now."

"What did he say?"

"The same old thing." "That bastard, Shao Hai calls him 'Uncle' every day, and he actually gave false testimony. If Shao Hai knew this in the afterlife, he would definitely not let him off the hook." Fang Zhiyuan thought to himself, "Please, please don't know this in the afterlife, otherwise what if he sleeps with his wife and comes looking for him?" “This guy is a typical opportunist. If things turn against him, he might be the first to turn against you. Tonight I deliberately tested him, and sure enough, he's got something to hide.”

After a quick rinse, Fang Zhiyuan crawled into bed. “You’re coming with me to the district early tomorrow morning. Go to sleep early.”

A hesitant Ni Meiyun reluctantly got into bed. Seeing the young woman’s awkwardness, Fang Zhiyuan reached out and hugged her. “Was the last thing you asked me to buy this afternoon a balloon?”

“…”

If last night’s intimacy could be excused by her deceased husband, what excuse could she use tonight?

Ni Meiyun had been struggling all day, both fearful and expectant of the approaching night. At noon, she had inexplicably written the words “condom” on the note. Several times she picked up the note to tear it up and rewrite it, but she lacked the strength. Thinking of the man’s thick, engorged penis that had made her lose her mind, her body went limp. How embarrassing! She truly regretted writing it down, letting the man look down on her.

Seeing her silence, Fang Zhiyuan deliberately withdrew his hand, but pressed his lower body close to her buttocks, his slightly erect penis rubbing against her vulva through her pajama bottoms. Ni Meiyun, whose underwear hadn't dried that morning and who was wearing men's pajamas, clearly felt the heat of his penis. She closed her eyes to try and stop thinking about it, but her mind was filled with the image of watching his penis move inside her the previous night, accompanied by wanton moans. She couldn't think about it anymore; a warmth spread between her legs. Good heavens, she had lost control of her bladder.

A small amount of vaginal fluid dampened the crotch of her pajama bottoms, the damp fabric clinging to her vulva, making the hard, iron-like penis even more palpable. Fang Zhiyuan was initially startled, thinking he had ejaculated, but then he saw the woman's legs clenched tightly and trembling, and realized the reason. They say that women with strong libidos are unprotected, and now he truly witnessed it.

“It’s all wet. Come on, let me help you take it off.” Fang Zhiyuan hooked his toes around the waistband of her pajama bottoms and pulled them down. The young woman gently lifted her lower body, allowing the pajama bottoms to leave her body, revealing her naked vulva. Fang Zhiyuan leaned behind her and slowly slid his penis between her legs. The glans slid from her anus along her buttocks, across her labia, and touched her clitoris. Each intimate contact of their genitals shattered the woman’s fragile will, and she began to wriggle her large buttocks. Seeing that the time was right, Fang Zhiyuan reached under her armpit and half-grabbed her breast, his fingers lightly tapping her nipple like a telegram, his tongue lightly teasing her earlobe.

“Ah…”

the woman let out a long moan, hinting at Fang Zhiyuan’s entry. But Fang Zhiyuan continued to tease her leisurely, letting her desire continue to burn. "I...I...hurry...hurry. Come...in."

Ni Meiyun finally began to plead, her nipples already hard as dates from being pinched by her fingers, and she began to rub her other breast.

"I...I...can't...take...it...anymore..." The woman grabbed the slick penis covered in her vaginal fluid, arched her back, and thrust her hips back. The moment the penis entered, Ni Meiyun let out a cry of pleasure.

In the rear-entry position, it was difficult for the man to increase the speed, so he could only slowly move his waist to let the penis wriggle and rub inside, but this allowed Ni Meiyun to experience the penis scraping against her body more delicately. After thrusting for a while, Fang Zhiyuan held the woman's waist and made her lie on her back on top of him, cupped her buttocks with his hands, and vigorously thrust upwards.

Ni Meiyun braced herself on the bed with her hands behind her back, watching the constantly thrusting and withdrawing penis between her naked lower body, covered in white foam from the rapid friction, revealing her tender pink labia minora. The unprecedented position and the shameful sight brought her to orgasm again and again. (

Chapter 19 of the story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission's "The Story of the County Head on Temporary Assignment")

Fuyuan is often foggy on winter mornings, especially along the riverside highway. Fang Zhiyuan had to slow down, lighting a cigarette to fight off drowsiness. Ni Meiyun, covered by his thin woolen coat, was fast asleep with a sweet smile on her lips, leaning against the driver's seat. He rolled down the window to let the smoke escape, a blast of cold air instantly waking him. Seeing the woman beside him curl up, he quickly rolled the window up.

"Are we there yet?"

Ni Meiyun pulled her coat up and down, her stockinged feet tucking under her hips, and asked groggily. "No, just reached Tiger's Mouth. The fog's too thick, I can't drive fast. You can keep sleeping." "No. Ah..."

Stretching and yawning, Ni Meiyun rubbed her eyes and said obediently, "I won't sleep anymore, I'll talk to you for a while."

She reached for a tissue to wipe the dampness from the windshield.

"No need to wipe it off, I was smoking with the window open, the air conditioning will be off in a bit. Oh no..."

Fang Zhiyuan slammed on the brakes. It turned out the two trucks in front had rear-ended each other. This section of road was already very narrow, barely wide enough for two cars to drive side-by-side, but the truck that rear-ended him had skidded and spun out to the middle, completely blocking the road. Dawn was approaching, and the fog was slowly dissipating. If someone saw Ni Meiyun sitting in his car, it would be a huge problem. The county magistrate's official car with the license plate ending in 0001 was carrying the infamous crazy woman of Fuyuan; the news would spread throughout the entire county in less than a day. In a moment of panic, Fang Zhiyuan opened the car door and went inside.

The two drivers were arguing heatedly, their faces flushed, while the one in the back was cursing and rolling up his sleeves. "Damn it, you stopped while I was driving perfectly fine, trying to kill me? I'd either end up in the river with no one to support my wife and kids, or I'd run you over and bankrupt myself. Luckily I reacted quickly, otherwise you'd have ruined me today." "You rear-ended me, why are you talking so much? If you hadn't been so close, how could you have hit me?"

Fang Zhiyuan quickly stepped in and pulled the two apart.

"Stop arguing. You both have insurance, what's the point of arguing? Besides, it's just a dent, blocking the road only delays your business. Why don't you pull over and let the cars behind us pass?" The two drivers turned their anger on Fang Zhiyuan. "Are you kidding me? Who's responsible if the scene is moved? It's a traffic jam, what's the rush?"

Fang Zhiyuan took out his phone and dialed 122. "Hello, 122? This is County Chief Fang Zhiyuan. There's a rear-end collision at Tiger Mouth. The car in front braked suddenly, and the car behind was too close, causing the collision. There are no injuries. I'm asking both cars to move aside to facilitate traffic." "

Okay, please come quickly." After hanging up, Fang Zhiyuan smiled at the two drivers and said, "So, are you going to move or not? If you continue to cause a traffic jam, I'll have a tow truck take you both back." The two drivers, frightened, didn't even bother with the traffic police and quickly started their cars and drove off. Fang Zhiyuan returned to his car, fastened his seatbelt, and was about to start moving when he saw a car rapidly approaching in his rearview mirror. He quickly pushed Ni Meiyun, who was beside him, down between his legs.

Caught off guard, Ni Meiyun tried to lift her head from the man's crotch, but heard Fang Zhiyuan's stern voice, "Don't get up!"

and buried her head again. Fang Zhiyuan pulled his overcoat over her. With a hiss, the car pulled up beside him, and Deputy County Head Zhou, sitting in the back, rolled down the window and leaned out. "County Head Fang, you're going to the prefecture too?"

"I'm going to the province; the leaders want some local specialties. What business do you have going to the prefecture during the New Year?" "Ah...ah...I'm going for a checkup." It seemed there was a woman with him, probably the pregnant waitress, Xiao Li.

Deputy County Head Zhou had no idea there was someone else in Fang Zhiyuan's car, so he quickly said goodbye and left.

Not wanting her to get up, Fang Zhiyuan, in a serious tone, instructed Ni Meiyun, "Don't look up. There are county cars in front and behind; they can see you." Ni Meiyun nodded, adjusted her position, rested her head on Fang Zhiyuan's lap, and lay sideways in the driver's seat.

Each gear shift struck Ni Meiyun's full breasts, her nipples being repeatedly touched through her clothes, giving her an indescribable thrill. Seeing the small tent slowly bulging in the man's crotch, she couldn't help but ask, "We just did it last night, how come you're already..."

"Ah, men, it's normal to do it a few times a day. Wasn't your husband like this before?"

Du Shaohai? He was like a dead snake after just one time with her. If it weren't for having sex with Fang Zhiyuan, she would have thought that all men were like that, riding on top of each other for a few minutes and then ejaculating.

Looking down at the blush on Ni Meiyun's face, Fang Zhiyuan said casually, "Hey, it's all your fault for being so seductive. It's hard to get hard. Meiyun, could you please take it out?"

Ni Meiyun obeyed his command as if possessed, unbuttoned her pants, and pulled out the hot, hard, and throbbing penis from the side of her underwear. A penis, erect like a giant rod, stood before her. Shyly, she closed her eyes, but the man's scent wafting into her nostrils made her peek through a crack. It was the first time she'd seen this penis, the one that had brought her to such a state of ecstasy, up close. It was a full seventeen or eighteen centimeters long, practically a sausage, the glans like an egg. The veins on the shaft were bulging, engorged with blood, making it even larger, and covered in dried semen from the previous night.

Staring wide-eyed, mesmerized at this penis she both loved and hated, Ni Meiyun couldn't resist reaching out and grasping it.

The fog had lifted, and the car had finally left the treacherous Tiger's Mouth section, opening onto a smooth four-lane provincial highway. Fang Zhiyuan held the steering wheel with one hand, while the other caressed the woman's full buttocks. "Suck it in your mouth." "Ah, it's so hot." Ni Meiyun never expected to go from a virtuous and respectable woman to a wanton one. The slight shame she felt was quickly driven away by desire. She freed one hand to pull down her pants, allowing the man's hand to caress her private parts. She opened her cherry lips and slowly moved closer to the glans.

Fang Zhiyuan saw an open space ahead and turned the steering wheel off the road. There was no farm work in spring, and there was no one around the rice field. He pushed the gearshift forward. He adjusted the seat back, making a lot of space for Ni Meiyun to lie face down on the headrest.

"Lick the penis clean." "You... spare... me..." She said, refusing, but still used her hand to gather the hair that fell on her face and took the entire glans into her mouth. "Mmm... mmm... cough cough..." Inexperienced, she hurriedly swallowed most of the penis, the glans blocking her throat and making it hard to breathe. "Lick it slowly with your tongue." Despite her husband's countless pleas, Ni Meiyun, who had refused to agree to oral sex again, obeyed the man's instructions and extended her small tongue to lick the glans of his penis little by little.

"Yes, that's right. Don't always stay in one place." Fang Zhiyuan closed his eyes and enjoyed the woman's service, reaching his hand into her panties and tracing it from her anus to her vulva. Ni Meiyun shuddered when her anus was touched, then her body went limp as the man's fingers began to violate her private parts.

His fingers pinched and rubbed her clitoris, and soon her labia were wet with vaginal fluid, leaving a wet stain on the crotch of her panties. "So quick to react, Meiyun is all wet."

"No...don't say that. Mmm..."

Ni Meiyun instinctively turned her head and licked down the man's penis until she reached his scrotum. "You learn so fast."

"Ah..."

Ni Meiyun stopped what she was doing with her mouth and raised her buttocks to enjoy the pleasure brought by his fingers. Fang Zhiyuan inserted his fingers into her vagina, found the erogenous zone covered with bumps, and swept them back and forth with his fingertips.

"Itchy...it itches...it's killing me...!" "Don't be so selfish, only thinking about your own enjoyment." Fang Zhiyuan thrust his lower body forward, shoving his saliva-covered penis back into her lips. "Start sucking now." Ni Meiyun sucked from bottom to top with loud smacking sounds, her bewitching eyes gazing at Fang Zhiyuan expectantly for his approval. "Not bad, have you done this with your husband before?"

"No..."

"Then you're truly a genius in lovemaking."

"I feel like a prostitute, having sex with a man in a car." The more she thought about it, the stronger her desire became. Her rational control was completely thrown to the winds, and Ni Meiyun let out wanton moans. "So good, so thick...so hot...I...want...you...to...put...it inside me."

She started shaking her head. "No...no fingers...I...want..."

"Want what?"

"Want...want...this...big...cock." Fang Zhiyuan pressed his entire palm against her vulva and began to rub it from all angles. "No...no...you...are bullying...me...quick...quick...give it to me."

"How can I do it in such a small place?"

"I...don't care...you...do...me...ah. Hurry up..."

Ni Meiyun frantically wiggled her hips, trying to break free from the fingers' ravaging. "Beg me. Beg me and I'll give it to you." "...Beg...beg...you, do...me." "Call me husband." "..." "

Won't you call me?"

Fang Zhiyuan stopped. "Husband. Husband...good husband. Hurry up!" Ni Meiyun was so anxious she started to cry.

Fang Zhiyuan turned on the side switch and lay down flat. Ni Meiyun quickly guided his penis into her vagina and sat down. "Oh my god!" Ni Meiyun let out a pleasant moan as the deep penetration touched the tip of her flower. She leaned her upper body against Fang Zhiyuan and kissed him intimately. Fang Zhiyuan thrust his hips, repeatedly pushing his hard penis to the bottom of her moving vagina, causing the woman to release waves of vaginal fluid that irrigated his scrotum.

Chapter 20 of the story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission: The Story of the County Magistrate on Temporary Assignment .

"Look what you've done to me,"

Ni Meiyun said sweetly, holding her dirty shorts as she straightened her clothes. "Don't wear them. I'll buy you some clothes when we get to town."

Fang Zhiyuan took the underwear, wiped the semen that had dripped from her vagina onto the seat, and threw it out of the car.

After straightening his clothes, Fang Zhiyuan drove onto the highway. Smelling the lewd smell emanating from the car, Ni Meiyun opened the window. "How does it feel to not be wearing underwear?"

"Don't even mention it, it's so embarrassing!" "It must have felt amazing!" Watching the woman blush and lower her head, savoring the pleasure from his powerful thrusts, Fang Zhiyuan smiled smugly. Once

in the city, Fang Zhiyuan drove to the Zhongdu Building, probably the most upscale shopping mall in the area. He took her from the underground parking lot to the third floor, to the women's clothing section, and accompanied Ni Meiyun around.

A love of beauty is a woman's nature. A woman can go without food, but not without shopping. Ni Meiyun, who hadn't shopped in over a year, was captivated by the romantic and classic fashion pieces, but immediately turned away when she saw the prices.

"If you see something you like, just try it on, don't worry about the price."

Fang Zhiyuan glanced around; there was a difference between a prefecture-level city and the provincial capital. Only Aige and Jiuzi women's clothing had a few new styles, so he dragged Ni Meiyun to those two stores. She picked out a beige low-cut pullover sweater, paired with a white wool cardigan and knee-length riding breeches. He picked out a white low-cut dress and a small cardigan. After trying them on, Fang Zhiyuan paid for them.

The saleswoman looked at Ni Meiyun with a strange expression. This woman had looked so dowdy when she first arrived, but after changing her clothes, she looked so beautiful and elegant. Something seemed off; it turned out to be her shoes. He went back downstairs, picked out a pair of riding boots with shorts at Qianbaidu, and then bought a pair of high-heeled shoes at Baili, asking Ni Meiyun to go to the fitting room to change into the dress.

Ni Meiyun poked her head out of the fitting room and waved to him, then quickly went over. Blushing, she whispered, "I'm not wearing underwear, how can I wear a dress?" "It's okay, we'll go to the fourth floor to buy more." Having not worn high heels in a long time, she carefully took Fang Zhiyuan's arm, afraid of tripping and exposing herself. On the

fourth floor, Fang Zhiyuan deliberately picked out two sets of sexy lingerie for her, then went to the cosmetics counter on the first floor and bought a set of Olay skincare products. Seeing that Fang Zhiyuan had spent nearly 10,000 yuan on the trip, Ni Meiyun felt bad and said to him, "I'll pay you back when I get the money." "Hehe, forget it. Don't worry, this money is clean. Come on, let's go to the beauty salon for a haircut, then we'll go eat."

Wearing sunglasses, Ni Meiyun could probably walk down the streets of Fuyuan without anyone recognizing her. They hailed a taxi together, and together, with the stylishly dressed Ni Meiyun, they arrived at the dock. Ni Meiyun saw a man on the dock who looked very familiar and nervously tugged at Fang Zhiyuan, "That's the man who threatened me before."

The two avoided the man and went to an empty boat moored in a relatively secluded spot.

"Boatman!"

"Coming, coming."

A kind-looking middle-aged man ran barefoot up from the bottom of the boat. "What can I do for you, sir?"

"I'd like to haul some goods to Fuyuan. How much per ton?"

"I'm sorry, sir, if you want to take goods to Fuyuan, you'll have to go find those boats."

"Hey, you're strange. Who doesn't negotiate prices before doing business?" "Don't get angry, sir. You don't understand. Those boats won't take your goods to Fuyuan unless they're fully loaded." "Why?"

"Well, you're probably from out of town."

"Yes." "That explains it! All goods going to Fuyuan have to be loaded onto those boats with red signs first. Only after they're full can we get our turn. Besides, their freight to Fuyuan is a few cents cheaper per ton than ours."

"Why is that?"

"The river management fee they collect is a few cents cheaper per ton than ours. So their freight is cheaper too." "Isn't it said that the joint fee from the industry and commerce, taxation, and water conservancy departments is three cents per ton?"

"That's a turtle's butt—a fake rule. All this money is collected by Xie Laosi at the dock. He charges six cents a ton. If you don't pay him, he won't let you unload. Who dares to disobey him?"

"So your boat just sits there like that?"

"Before the road was built, business at the dock was good. They were too busy, and we could get some work too. Now that I heard the highway is going to be built, business has suddenly dropped a lot. That's why my boat has been idle for two days."

The man at the dock saw Fang Zhiyuan and the other man talking on the boat and slowly drifted over. The boat captain greeted him with a smile. "Zhiyuan, he's here." "It's nothing. I wouldn't recognize you even in your clothes. Who would recognize you?"

Fang Zhiyuan coldly sized up the man. He looked to be in his thirties, with a deep scar on his thin face, a thick gold chain around his neck, and a blue dragon tattooed on his arm when he rolled up his sleeves. He also wore a gold bracelet on his wrist, almost as thick as the one around his neck. He was a typical gangster.

"What kind of goods are you planning to transport to Fuyuan, my friend?"

"Ah, I'm thinking of opening a building materials store in Fuyuan, selling floor tiles, paint, and things like that. I'd like to inquire about waterway freight rates. I want to see if it's more cost-effective to go by road or water."

"Oh, I'm afraid your goods can't go by road. They'll be ruined by the rough seas by the time they get to Fuyuan. The freight cost is about the same by water. However, this boat will be more expensive for you." "

Why?"

"Why? Haha. We have a government-owned boat, so the freight rate is cheaper." "I'd rather wait until the road is open and then take the land route." "Then you'll have to wait patiently. It probably won't be open for a year or two." The man sneered and left.

"Boatman, who is this man?"

"He's Xie Laosi's older brother, Xie Laosan, who's in charge of managing waterway freight."

"He says their boat is government-owned, but he looks more like a gangster to me?"

"Sigh, the Xie family used to run a hotel in Fuyuan. The landlady is the mistress of the current Party Secretary, Feng Deyuan. It's said that the third and fourth brothers are Feng Deyuan's illegitimate sons. These two brothers are local tyrants in Fuyuan. The third brother Xie rarely comes here; I don't know what brought him here today. Sir, you'd better leave quickly. If you anger him, not only will you be in trouble, but I will be in trouble too."

"Okay, thank you."

Fang Zhiyuan quickly left the dock with Ni Meiyun and headed to the Prefectural Party Committee Office.

"Secretary Ma. Hello! This is Du Shaohai's wife, Ni Meiyun."

"I've heard so much about you, Comrade Ni Meiyun. Come, sit down. Zhiyuan, after receiving your call, I had someone rush to the hospital to keep watch. Sure enough, as you predicted, this is a copy of the hospital report."

Fang Zhiyuan took it and looked at it carefully. "Zhiyuan, what are your next steps? You need to speed things up. To be honest, the letters from the people in Fuyuan are almost a foot thick. After all, Feng Deyuan has a lot of connections in the region, and I can't keep suppressing the investigation. Once I start investigating, it will definitely affect your work." "Well, by the way, Secretary Ma, I plan to..."

Chapter 21 of the story of the State-owned Assets Supervision and Administration Commission's seconded county head:

Leaving the administrative office, Ni Meiyun noticed that the car was going the wrong way and looked at Fang Zhiyuan, who was taking out his phone, with surprise. "I'll be going back tonight, probably a little late."

"Then I'll wait for you to have dinner together. Drive carefully." After hanging up the phone, Fang Zhiyuan smiled apologetically at Ni Meiyun. "I'll go back to the provincial capital and take you to see Secretary Fang. I'll also take care of some personal matters at home." "Oh... was your wife on the phone?"

"Yes."

"It seems she loves you very much." "...Yes." "She must be very pretty." "She's alright. But not as pretty as you." Noticing a change in the woman's expression beside him out of the corner of his eye, Fang Zhiyuan began to coax her.

A woman's heart is the hardest to fathom. What was Ni Meiyun thinking at this moment? Fang Zhiyuan, this shrewd and perceptive man, also started to scheme. He had to sort out this relationship so that he, like a greedy cat, could have his cake and eat it too. "She's a few years older than me. Not very pretty, but she loves me very much. She even gave up her position as deputy director for me."

"Then why did you do something to betray her?"

the woman said softly.

"Well... how should I put it? If you see me as the kind of person who uses power to get your body, I can't help it. Actually, before I met you, I was prepared to help you clear your name, but after meeting you, I really couldn't control myself. Because you're so beautiful! Meiyun, you're like a beautiful cloud in the sky. I know you'll never belong to me, but every moment you're in my sight, I'll gaze at you until you drift away. If you feel that everything that happened between us was a mistake, you can put an end to it anytime."

Ni Meiyun covered her forehead with her hand, tears streaming down her face. Fang Zhiyuan knew his words had deeply touched the woman's heart, but he needed to give her time and space to process their relationship. He didn't say anything more, simply handing her a tissue.

The car entered the provincial capital during rush hour. Fang Zhiyuan called Secretary Fang to report. "Yes, I know. Okay." "Meiyun, find a hotel tonight. I'll pick you up tomorrow morning to see Secretary Fang." "...Okay." Fang Zhiyuan drove directly to the Marriott Hotel. "This hotel is four-star, quite upscale. Most importantly, it's quiet."

It seemed this was Ni Meiyun's first time staying in such a high-end hotel. After showing her how to use all the controls, Fang Zhiyuan dialed the front desk number and ordered ginseng stewed black-boned chicken, stir-fried pork liver, and a bowl of noodles, cooked until soft. "Meiyun, you're still a little weak, eat more blood-nourishing dishes. If you want anything else, order it yourself. I don't have much cash left, so I'll give you all the rest. Go out if you want, but don't go too far. I'm leaving now." Just as Fang Zhiyuan was about to leave, "Zhiyuan!" "

Hmm?"

Ni Meiyun finally couldn't hold back and threw herself into his arms, looking up at the man who had made her lose her mind with her tear-streaked face. "You...you're not angry with me. I...I know what I should do." "Sweetie, don't cry, give me a kiss. Wait for me tomorrow morning." Fang Zhiyuan walked out the door and called Shen Ping with a smug smile, "Wife, I'm back. What do you want to order? I'll buy some on the way." "Honey, I made several of your favorite dishes, don't buy anything. Hurry back, I'm getting impatient."

Fang Zhiyuan changed his shoes as soon as he entered the house, and the first thing he did was to go into the bathroom to take a shower. He wrapped himself in a bath towel and kissed Shen Ping affectionately, "Where's Yan'er? Come here, let me kiss you too. Did you miss me after two days?"

The two sisters each twisted one of his ears, "Missed you my foot!" Looking at Fang Zhiyuan's ravenous eating, Shen Ping smiled happily, "Honey, eat slowly, don't choke." "

I have to hurry, I have things to do later," Shen Ping said, a hint of disappointment appearing on her smiling face. "Why are you going out again?"

"I'm going to do my business with you guys after I've eaten!"

The three of them lay on the bed, savoring the afterglow of their passion. "Honey, have you been acting up lately? You seem a bit lacking in energy."

"It's not true, I've been so busy lately, I haven't had time to sneak a bite. Besides, there are people watching everywhere there, even more closely than you are watching me," Fang Zhiyuan said with a bitter face, stroking Shen Ping's big belly.

"Oh, right, Mom called and wants me to come back." "Yes, I've arranged it. Giving birth in a small county town will make it easier to get the household registration sorted out. Everything's taken care of there, with the best obstetricians and gynecologists, plus your mother-in-law is an experienced nurse, I feel most at ease going there. It's just a pity that Yan'er is alone in the provincial capital," Shen Yan said, stroking her round belly. "How about I go to Fuyuan with you?" "Just stay at home, I'll come back to see you often once the road is repaired." "Ugh, so tired. I'm waiving the battle flag for my two wives." The next morning, Fang Zhiyuan rushed to the hotel, picked up Ni Meiyun, and took them to the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection's office, where Secretary Fang received them. More than an hour later, after they left the provincial capital, Fang Zhiyuan asked Ni Meiyun, "How did you sleep last night?" "

It's...okay, it's just that it's hard to fall asleep in an unfamiliar place." "After you go back to work, according to Secretary Fang's arrangement, you'll be reinstated to your post in the government office. You need to control your emotions, don't..."

"Don't worry, I'll do my best." "It's a bit early to go back now, let's go for a walk in the forest park over there." "Okay..." Fang

Zhiyuan drove to a national forest park not far from the provincial capital. Because it was the Spring Festival, there weren't many people. The two held hands and started climbing the mountain. The lush green trees were so dense they could block out the sun, the ancient stone path snaked along the valley, and green pines and cypresses lined the path. Birds sang and flowers bloomed, like a paradise. Such beautiful scenery gradually cheered up Ni Meiyun, who was feeling down. Like a young girl in love, she playfully chased after an unknown bird at the edge of the forest, letting out a clear laugh. "Come on! Hurry up!" "

Ni Meiyun urged Fang Zhiyuan, who was lagging behind. "What's wrong? You went back to report for duty last night, and you seem listless today." "Nothing... I was thinking about some things." The continuous sex had indeed left Fang Zhiyuan somewhat exhausted.

"It's so nice here. I don't have to worry about anyone seeing me with you anymore. Ah... it's so relaxing. I really wish I could live here forever." Ni Meiyun sat on the bluestone by the roadside, took off her light-colored stockings, and dipped her delicate white feet into the gently flowing cold spring. She slowly leaned back against Fang Zhiyuan. "Don't catch a cold." "

Fang Zhiyuan said with concern.

The man's thoughtfulness brought tears to her eyes. To hide her tears from Fang Zhiyuan, Ni Meiyun bent down, scooped up some spring water, washed her face, and then jumped up and continued walking up the mountain as if nothing had happened. There's a strange phenomenon in China these days: all famous historical sites have temples, and this place was no exception. Ni Meiyun, being a woman, insisted on pulling Fang Zhiyuan through the mountain gate, and knelt down on the prayer mat before the statue, praying devoutly.

An old monk with a white beard slowly struck a wooden fish, and said to Fang Zhiyuan, who was about to turn away, "Esteemed benefactor, since you've donated money, why not draw a fortune stick?"

"Ah, I currently have no desires." "No desires? Who in this world can be without desires? Your visit to the temple today coincides with my return from seclusion; we are indeed destined to meet. Why not cast a divination?" Fang Zhiyuan recalled the time when the nun from Jiuhua Mountain came; he had initially thought what she said was nonsense, but it all came true. He couldn't help but step forward and draw a divination stick, only to find it was an extremely unlucky one.

The old monk frowned. "Just as I predicted. You, benefactor, will soon face misfortune."

"Master, please enlighten me." "Forgive my bluntness, but when you two entered, I took a closer look. The woman appears to have lost her husband within the last two years, and now that this is over, good fortune is on its way. Your forehead is full and broad, your forehead and temples are flawless, and your temples are prominent—these are signs of nobility, indicating future success. However, the dark lines around your eyes suggest impending death. But I have one question: why are there signs of joy mixed with these signs of death?"

Fang Zhiyuan was greatly alarmed and immediately knelt before the old monk. "Master, do you have a way to avert this calamity? If you can ensure the safety of your family, I will certainly propagate Buddhism and establish a new golden statue for the Bodhisattva."

"Alas, it's difficult! Out of consideration for our meeting today, I'll give you a talisman. Keep it with you at all times; I hope it will ensure your safety."

Ni Meiyun stepped forward and asked a few questions in a low voice. The old monk replied calmly, "You two have the fate of husband and wife, but not the destiny. Goodbye, I won't see you off further."

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