[Urban] The Harem Chronicles of the City (Complete) - 7-9

Chapter 019 A Man and a Woman Alone

After seeing Yuan Tingting off, Yang Pengfei checked the time. With more than half an hour until boarding, he sat back in his chair, feeling utterly bored. Watching the hurried passengers and beautiful flight attendants in the terminal, and then looking at the planes taking off and landing on the airport runway outside, Yang Pengfei suddenly felt a pang of emotion. He felt that the world was like this, everything running on its own track, and so was he. Although many things had changed these past few days—his girlfriend leaving, Yuan Tingting's advances, and the company's promotion—these were all just parts of his life's trajectory. He just didn't know where this trajectory would end, or where it would ultimately lead.

At this moment, Yang Pengfei suddenly thought of Sister Yun. He felt he should call her. They hadn't seen each other since that passionate night, only exchanging a few simple text messages. Neither of them mentioned that night's carnal revelry, as if it had never happened.

This made Yang Pengfei feel somewhat frustrated. Did she really have no love for him at all? Was that passionate night just her way of relieving her sexual frustration? Although Yang Pengfei understood that he already had Yuan Tingting and that his time with Sister Yun was just a one-night stand with no real feelings involved, his vanity still subconsciously made him hope that Sister Yun had slept with him because she loved him.

The call connected. "Hello, this is Yang Pengfei."

"I know." The voice on the other end was still normal, leaving Yang Pengfei unable to guess her expression.

"I'm at the airport now. I'll be gone for a while, and I wanted to let you know."

"Oh!" Sister Yun was somewhat surprised. "Take care!"

"I will."

A moment of silence followed; both seemed to have something to say, yet neither knew how to express it. Just then, the terminal's announcement came over the loudspeaker, reminding passengers going to Hefei to prepare to board.

"I'm leaving."

"Let me know when you come back, and I'll pick you up," Sister Yun suddenly said.

"Okay, goodbye!" Yang Pengfei agreed almost unconsciously.

A moment later, a silver plane soared into the sky.

It was almost noon when Yang Pengfei arrived at Hefei Luogang Airport. After exiting the gate, he looked around, knowing someone was there to pick him up. Sure enough, in the welcoming crowd, he saw a young man holding up a sign with his name, "Yang Pengfei," prominently displayed. Yang Pengfei quickly waved, and the young man, seeing him too, hurried forward, saying, "You must be Director Yang."

Yang Pengfei smiled and nodded; he was now the director of the office in Fanshan City.

"Hello, hello," the young man said, shaking Yang Pengfei's hand. "I'm Zhao Tian, the deputy director of the office, and this is your assistant, Ms. Xia Bing."

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

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

"Hehe, it's all here," Yang Pengfei said, pointing to his bag.

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

Upon arriving at the parking lot, the three got into a Beijing Cherokee. Yang Pengfei asked with some confusion, "This car is..."

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

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

"Well, that's fine. Just let me know when you need a car, and I'll be your driver. If I don't have time, you can ask Miss Xia to drive. Her driving skills are just as good as mine, hehe!"

Yang Pengfei chuckled and said, "Really? Okay then!" After saying that, he took out his phone to send a text message to Yuan Tingting to let her know he was safe.

Seeing this, Xia Bing smiled and said, "Director Yang, letting your girlfriend know you're safe?" Yang Pengfei smiled slightly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

"Director Yang, how about we find a restaurant to eat at first, and then continue our journey?" Zhao Tian suggested. Yang Pengfei was also feeling a bit hungry, and readily agreed when he heard this.

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

"Wow! Five-star!" Xia Bing exclaimed.

Zhao Tian laughed, "Hehe, Director Yang just arrived, so this should be a welcome dinner. Of course, we should find a high-end place."

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

How can that be? It's your first time here, so you should have a proper meal," Zhao Tian continued to persuade.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Okay, cheers!"

Fanshan City is a medium-sized city in Anhui Province, with a population of only seven or eight hundred thousand, and its economy is at a lower-middle level. It is famous for its alum mineral. From the early days of liberation to the late 1980s, its economy was booming. Back then, when people heard that you were an employee of Fanshan Mining Group, they looked at you with the same envy they show to civil servants today. Even a blind person could feel the envy in their eyes.

Unfortunately, this period of prosperity was short-lived. In the 1990s, due to resource scarcity, aging equipment, and a backward system, the economy rapidly declined, leading to a large number of workers being laid off. As a result, large groups of petitioners frequently sat outside the municipal government building, becoming a distinctive feature of Fanshan City.

After driving for more than two hours, they finally arrived in Fanshan City. Zhao Tian pointed out the buildings outside the window while driving, introducing them to Yang Pengfei. Xia Bing occasionally added her own comments, and Yang Pengfei listened with great interest.

Soon, the car stopped in front of the Fanshan Yingchun Hotel. Seeing Yang Pengfei's slightly puzzled look, Zhao Tian quickly said, "We've booked a room in this hotel as our office. Come on, let's go up and take a look, hehe." Leading the way, he continued, "We originally thought our branch would be completed soon, so the previous director didn't bother looking for a place to work and just booked a room in the hotel as a temporary office. Who knew the branch's opening date would be postponed again and again, so the hotel has been booked ever since."

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

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

Yang Pengfei looked around and saw that the conditions were indeed quite good. He then asked, "How much is this room per day?"

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

Yang Pengfei did indeed want to move. This room cost three hundred and eighty per day, which would be over ten thousand a month—too expensive! Renting a regular apartment would be much cheaper. But then he thought, even if it's expensive, it's only for a month, so there's no need to move around and cause trouble. He said, "No need, this is fine. Oh, by the way, how many people are there in our office?"

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

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

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

Yang Pengfei asked, "Where do you live?"

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

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

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

Yang Pengfei chuckled and said, "Is that so? Then Director Zhao, you should go back quickly, don't keep your wife waiting." After saying that, he and Xia Bing smiled at each other.

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

Having traveled all day, by plane and car, Yang Pengfei was feeling quite tired. Seeing Xia Bing intently organizing documents at the computer, and having nothing else to do, he went into the bathroom to wash up. Turning on the shower, the warm water rushed over him, making Yang Pengfei sigh softly. While washing his manhood, he muttered to himself, "Sigh, you've suffered this past month."

After washing, Yang Pengfei simply put on a bathrobe, fastened his belt, and quietly walked to the living room. He saw Xia Bing still engrossed in typing, unaware of his arrival. Only then did Yang Pengfei take a good look at her. She wasn't particularly beautiful, but she was quite pretty, with short, neat hair that reached her ears. She wore a white, sleeveless gauze blouse with a large lace flower covering her full breasts in the front, and a slightly transparent gauze back that subtly revealed her thin bra straps. She wore a knee-length denim skirt and white high-heeled crystal sandals on her bare feet. At that moment, she was sitting in a chair, legs crossed, one sandal dangling from her small, white foot.

Chapter 020 Was it the initiative?

Yang Pengfei didn't disturb her and quietly walked up behind her. He saw her constantly opening and printing documents from a Word document. Several printed documents were already on the table. Yang Pengfei nodded in satisfaction and was about to praise her when suddenly, he shuddered, and his erection pushed his robe, which was clinging to his body, out of his way.

Yang Pengfei, standing behind Xia Bing, looked down at her. His gaze, inadvertently, drifted past the loose neckline of her dress, revealing a glimpse of her breasts: a pair of white, creamy breasts, supported by a light blue half-cup bra, creating a deep cleavage. Beneath the thin bra, her firm breasts trembled with each breath, the white lace trim highlighting their smooth, white flesh. It was dazzling. A

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

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

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

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

"Oh."

...

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yang Pengfei chuckled and said, "I thought it was something serious! Why are you so hesitant to ask? It's just taking a shower, go ahead, but make sure to close the bathroom door tightly, haha!"

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

Soon, the sound of running water came from the bathroom. Yang Pengfei felt even more restless, his body burning with desire. His penis, too, seemed to be protesting, "There's a naked beauty inside! If not now, when?"

Yang Pengfei forced himself to calm down and focus on the documents, but it didn't work. These past few days, Yang Pengfei didn't know what was wrong with him. His desires were incredibly strong, and his energy was abundant. It wasn't like this when he was with Qin Xiaolu. Back then, sometimes they wouldn't have sex for ten days or half a month, and Yang Pengfei didn't think anything of it. On the contrary, Qin Xiaolu often took the initiative to be intimate with him.

But now, especially after that drunken revelry with Yuan Tingting, Yang Pengfei felt his desires had become intense. Just seeing something stimulating would trigger an involuntary reaction in his body.

Yang Pengfei thought to himself, "Maybe it was because of the pressure of finding a job before. Now that I've found a job and it's pretty good, the pressure is naturally much less, and the desires that were suppressed and ignored before have naturally burst forth." Thinking of this, Yang Pengfei felt relieved.

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

"Yes, what's up?"

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

Yang Pengfei turned his head and saw a small women's backpack on the sofa. "Okay, I'll get it for you right away." Yang Pengfei picked up her backpack and was about to take it to the bathroom door when suddenly he had a thought. He wondered, "Why would she need this backpack to take a shower? Could it be her underwear that she's going to change into?" Thinking of this, his curiosity was immediately aroused. He wanted to see what kind of underwear Xia Bing was wearing, so he looked towards the bedroom and quickly unzipped the backpack. Sure enough, he saw a black embroidered lace bra and a pair of black lace panties inside, both very sexy.

Yang Pengfei glanced at her before quickly zipping up his bag, then looked around furtively like a thief.

Satisfied with his voyeuristic desires, Yang Pengfei inwardly cursed himself for being despicable and shameless, not a decent person.

As he cursed, a sudden thought flashed through his mind: "Is she deliberately trying to seduce me? What if, as soon as I get to the bathroom door, she flung herself in and jumped into my arms, naked?" But he immediately dismissed the idea, telling himself, "What a fool! She's just using your bathroom to shower and asking you to carry her bag. And you're already fantasizing that she's seducing you? You really think you're some irresistible young heartthrob?"

After mentally belittling himself, Yang Pengfei took her bag and went into the bathroom. As he approached the bathroom door, about to call out to her, a scream erupted from inside. The scream was so terrifying that it sent shivers down everyone's spine, including Yang Pengfei's. He immediately shouted, "What's wrong?"

Just as he expected, the bathroom door swung open, and Xia Bing rushed out wrapped only in a towel, yelling, "Cockroaches!" Without a second thought, Yang Pengfei plunged into the bathroom. Sure enough, he saw two fat, large-eared cockroaches perched on the toilet seat, seemingly whispering sweet nothings to each other. Without a word, Yang Pengfei stomped on them, killing them instantly, and threw them into the toilet. The two poor, lovestruck cockroaches met their untimely end while enjoying their sweet romance.

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

"Thank you!"

"You're welcome, please go in and continue..." Before he could finish speaking, Yang Pengfei was stunned by the sight before him. Xia Bing was soaking wet, a short bath towel barely covering the tips of her breasts, leaving the rest of her body exposed. Below, it barely covered her pubic area, her smooth, white thighs fully displayed before Yang Pengfei's eyes. The intense visual stimulation caused his manhood to rise again.

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

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

Chapter 21 Lost in Passion

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

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

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

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

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

Xia Bing's body slowly relaxed, revealing her graceful figure to Yang Pengfei like a captivating mermaid. The point between her legs, the apex of his desire, gradually became moist, allowing his fingers to easily enter the small opening. Although only a tiny bit could penetrate, it was enough to feel the warm, slippery interior. Her body heaved violently, and her small mouth emitted suppressed gasps as Yang Pengfei teased her.

Seeing Xia Bing's alluring beauty, Yang Pengfei was consumed by lust. Just as he was about to thrust himself on top of her, his phone on the bedside table rang…

The melodious ringtone startled them from their carnal reverie. Xia Bing's previously hazy eyes widened instantly. She saw Yang Pengfei on top of her and felt his hard member pressing against the edge of her genitals. Realizing what was about to happen, she forcefully pulled her long legs together, pushed Yang Pengfei away, and quickly wrapped the sheet around herself, saying, "No, Director, we can't do this."

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

The call was from Yuan Tingting.

"Hey, Tingting, what's up?"

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

"No, I was just worried you might need me urgently."

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

Hearing her affectionate words, Yang Pengfei was deeply moved. He quickly replied, "Baby, I missed you too. Once I get back this time, I'll never be separated from you again."

"Really? Yeah, I don't want you to leave again when you come back. Separation is so painful," Yuan Tingting said, then abruptly changed the subject. "Where are you now? A hotel?"

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

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

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

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

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

"Nonsense, just say it!"

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

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

Yang Pengfei protested, "How am I a pervert? This is a normal physiological need. You're not here with me. If you don't tell me how to solve it, do you really expect me to call a prostitute?" "

Alright, alright, you're right, okay? Go and rest. Stop doing all that 'airplane' and 'tank' stuff. Hehe!" After saying that, Yuan Tingting couldn't help but laugh out loud herself.

Yang Pengfei smiled and said, "Okay, you should get some rest too, bye!"

Hanging up the phone, Yang Pengfei couldn't help but shake his head with a smile, thinking to himself, "Actually, Yuan Tingting is a really outstanding girl. Not only is she beautiful, but she also comes from a good family background, yet she doesn't have the typical rich girl's temper. Sometimes she even shows a very cute side. Logically speaking, having such a good girl love me should make me completely content and ask for nothing more. But why is it that when other beautiful women appear in front of me, I still can't control myself and crave to have relationships with them? Like Xia Bing now, Sister Yun in the past, and several other women I've had one-night stands with. Are men really animals who think with their lower bodies?" Yang Pengfei thought about this for a long time, but couldn't figure it out. Having figured out the reason, he could only console himself, "As long as I love Yuan Tingting, that's enough."

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

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

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

"Okay, I'll see you out."

"No need, you should take a look at the documents." After saying that, she quickly walked out of the room.

Chapter 022 Each Has Its

Own Merits Yang Pengfei shook his head helplessly, picked up the documents, went into the bedroom, and lay on the bed to read for a while. He quickly gained an understanding of the situation and concluded that the branch's delay in construction was primarily due to two reasons. First, the local government's administrative efficiency was extremely low, with various necessary procedures dragging on, directly preventing the branch from operating.

The second major reason was the issue of the bank's office space. According to the records, the former director had planned to purchase a four-story building in a busy downtown area for four million, but for some unknown reason, he hadn't signed a sales contract. After paying a two million deposit, the building's owner suddenly announced a price increase, raising the overall price to five and a half million. The former director, naturally, disagreed with this last-minute price hike and decided not to buy, demanding a refund of the deposit. However, the owner refused, and the two sides were currently at an impasse.

Furthermore, other miscellaneous matters such as staff recruitment, initial publicity, and equipment purchases were also hindered by the aforementioned two reasons. Looking at all this, Yang Pengfei felt utterly overwhelmed, thinking to himself, "This is a complete mess! How am I supposed to clean it up? Tingting, you've really put me in a difficult position. You wouldn't let me sit in a perfectly good office, but instead recommended me to this godforsaken place to deal with this mess, and I might even end up doing all the work for nothing... Sigh..."

For more than two weeks, Yang Pengfei and the other two ran around like headless flies between various government departments, pleading and urging them to issue the approval documents as soon as possible. Unfortunately, these public servants seemed to have suddenly become the masters of the people, acting arrogantly and ignoring him.

Their catchphrase was, "It's being processed, what's the rush?" This drove Yang Pengfei almost crazy. The initial advertising had already been done; news of the grand opening of Zhengguang Investment Development Bank's Fanshan branch on July 8th had appeared in major local newspapers and radio stations. But there were less than two weeks until that date. If the paperwork wasn't completed by then, not only would the opening be impossible, but all the initial advertising investment would be wasted. How could Yang Pengfei not be anxious and frustrated?

Furthermore, Zhao Tian's negotiations with the building owner weren't going smoothly; the owner refused to budge and insisted on raising the price. Faced with all this, Yang Pengfei had already secretly prepared to pack his bags and leave.

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

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

"Hey, why are you staring at me? Are you mesmerized? Haha!" Xia Bing asked mischievously, glancing sideways at him as she drove. Ever since that night they almost had sex, Yang Pengfei had thought their next meeting would be incredibly awkward, and he wouldn't even know how to face her.

However, the next day, instead of feeling awkward, they felt much closer. They often joked around, and Xia Bing never treated Yang Pengfei like a boss, while completely ignoring Zhao Tian and treating him with utmost respect. Yang Pengfei found this strange and didn't understand why, but he thoroughly enjoyed the situation.

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

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

"No, no, you used to be mature and charming, today you're pure and lively, each with your own merits, both are beautiful."

Chapter 023 You're just a lecherous man

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

The agreed-upon meeting place was a café in the business district. Yang Pengfei and Xia Bing entered the spacious and bright lobby of "Falling in Love with Spring" café one after the other. Under the illumination of a large chandelier, rows of neat tables and chairs and exquisite decor indicated that this café was quite upscale.

Climbing the elegant mahogany staircase, the interplay of light and shadow filled the air with the rich aroma of fine wine and coffee, a blend that stirred the soul.

Xia Bing pointed to a man sitting by the window with his back to them and said to Yang Pengfei, "That man is here."

Yang Pengfei quickly walked over and said, "Sorry we're late." The man turned around at the sound of his voice, and both of them were momentarily stunned, then exclaimed simultaneously, "It's you!"

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

"Haha, more than just know each other? We're good brothers," Yang Pengfei replied with a laugh.

"Yeah, yeah, Pengfei was the leader of our dorm back then, and a big shot at our school, haha!" the other person said with a laugh.

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Hehe, boss, don't talk about him. Back in college, you were the same, a real flirt, a total playboy. Everyone in our dorm knew about that guy named Yang the Flirt." "

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

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

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

Yang Pengfei, seeing him reveal his old embarrassing moments in front of Xia Bing, was both amused and annoyed. He retorted, "Don't talk about me, you're no better. Xia Bing, let me tell you, do you know how he chased girls back then?"

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

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

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

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

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

Tang Chong blushed and said, "You're the one who came up with this terrible idea! It made me get interrogated by the school security for half a day, and I even caught a cold. It was a real ordeal." After saying that, he couldn't help but laugh along with them.

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

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

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

On one hand, he didn't want to argue with his old classmate about the price until they were red in the face, but on the other hand, he didn't want to go back in such a humiliating way. After hesitating for a while, Yang Pengfei decided to speak his mind, because he knew that they were not only old classmates but also business negotiating partners, and business and personal matters could not be mixed.

"Tang Chong, although we are old classmates, we are now in the business world. As the saying goes, the business world is like a battlefield. I still want to say what needs to be said. What you did this time was not in accordance with the rules. Doing business requires integrity. How could you disregard the original agreement and raise the price so easily?" Yang Pengfei said.

Tang Chong's face turned red, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Boss, now that things have come to this, I won't hide it from you anymore. Let me tell you the truth. Yes, I admit that what I did this time was a bit unethical, but I had no choice. The company was poorly managed, heavily in debt, and was facing bankruptcy. The only valuable thing I own now is this building, so I'm counting on it to pay off my debts and get back on my feet." "As he spoke, this seven-foot-tall man actually choked up a little.

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

So, the three of them remained silent, and no one spoke. Finally, Tang Chong spoke up and said, "Forget it, I won't make things difficult for you, boss. I'll sell it to you at the original price."

"Then your company..." Yang Pengfei asked.

"As long as the debts are paid off, that's fine. As for the company, if it goes bankrupt, so be it. At worst, I'll just go out and find work. There's always someone to eat somewhere." Tang Chong said, trying to sound nonchalant.

At this moment, Yang Pengfei seemed to remember something, and he asked, "What does your company do? Why are you facing bankruptcy?"

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

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

Tang Chong sighed and said, "What good is being beautiful and practical? If it can't be sold, then it's all fake." "

That's true," Yang Pengfei thought, feeling sorry for him but unsure how to comfort him. He could only hold the little trinket in his hands, turning it over and over in his hands. Just then, Xia Bing nudged his thigh under the table. Startled, Yang Pengfei turned to look at her. He saw Xia Bing looking at her briefcase, then back at him. Yang Pengfei understood; Xia Bing wanted him to sign the contract with Tang Chong quickly, lest things get complicated. Yang Pengfei shook his head slightly. Tang Chong was already in this state, and he had already agreed to sell at the original price. To urge him to sign the contract now would be too inhumane, something Yang Pengfei couldn't do.

"This thing is really good, but why can't it sell? I think you haven't done any advertising. Even good wine needs advertising these days," Xia Bing said, trying to break the awkward silence when Yang Pengfei didn't take her advice.

Tang Chong shook his head and said, "Why would you need to advertise such a small gadget? Have you ever seen an ad for small scissors or nail clippers?" Xia Bing thought for a moment and realized she hadn't.

Yang Pengfei, listening to their discussion of advertising, suddenly had a flash of inspiration and quickly said to Tang Chong, "Can you print words on these gadgets?"

"Of course, it's not difficult," Tang Chong said.

"Great! Tell me, how much is the factory price for one?" Yang Pengfei asked excitedly.

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

"You're absolutely right, I do want to buy some! Hmm! Let's buy 50,000 first."

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

“Great, 50,000. But I don’t want them like this. I want you to print text on them, like our bank’s name and phone number. Can you do that?”

“Yes, you can do it! You can do it so easily, boss! You’ve saved me!” Tang Chong said excitedly, grabbing Yang Pengfei’s hand.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Back in the car, Yang Pengfei leaned back in his seat and let out a long sigh of relief. "It's finally done," he said, "and everyone's happy. It wasn't easy!"

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

"What do you mean 'didn't know'? What did you see in him before? Did you see him as a good-for-nothing or a lecher?" When he mentioned "lecher," Yang Pengfei naturally recalled that day's events and immediately regretted using that word. Although he and Xia Bing had been chatting and laughing as if nothing had happened, the mention of that incident inevitably caused some awkwardness.

Sure enough, Xia Bing blushed slightly, clearly also thinking about that incident. But her expression quickly returned to normal, and she said generously, "Yes, you're right. I think you're a lecherous man, otherwise you wouldn't have acted that way towards me that time." Yang Pengfei was taken aback. He hadn't expected Xia Bing to recount what happened that day so casually, without any embarrassment.

However , hearing

Xia

Bing's lighthearted and teasing tone, his own embarrassment vanished. He then casually replied to Xia Bing, "Hehe, that's just a normal male reaction, it has nothing to do with morality."

"Tch!" Xia Bing rolled her eyes at him. The atmosphere in the car quickly became relaxed and lively again. Yang Pengfei understood: the more you try to hide something, the more awkward and uneasy it becomes. If you're direct and unreserved, facing it with ease, it feels like nothing serious, a very natural thing. But then Yang Pengfei felt that his relationship with Xia Bing was far too relaxed and casual. It didn't seem like a superior-subordinate relationship at all; it was more like that of two buddies. Thinking this, Yang Pengfei couldn't help but smile wryly.

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

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

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

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

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

Zhao Tian said, "I wasn't referring to that, but to your idea of using his product in your advertising. It was brilliant!"

"Hehe, it's alright," Yang Pengfei said modestly, but inwardly he was quite pleased.

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

"Don't even mention it. Those officials just kept repeating the same thing: 'It's being processed, you…'"

"What's the rush?" Before Zhao Tian could finish, Yang Pengfei and Xia Bing interrupted in unison.

The three of them burst into laughter, but after the laughter subsided, they all felt a sense of helplessness. Zhao Tian said, "This can't go on. We need to think of a way, otherwise we won't be able to open for business within the stipulated time."

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

Zhao Tian shook his head and said, "These people have dinner parties almost every day, so they don't care if you invite them or not. Besides, the gift is hard to choose. If it's too light, they won't even look at it; if it's too heavy, they might be accused of bribery. And besides, there are so many departments, so many powerful figures, it's impossible to invite them all."

The atmosphere in the room fell silent and heavy again as the three of them pondered what to do. Yang Pengfei and Zhao Tian smoked one cigarette after another, as if they could somehow find a solution in the tobacco. Soon, the room was filled with smoke, like a fairyland. It was only Xia Bing who suffered, running to the window and opening it to let in the summer sun.

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

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

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

“Hmm, not bad, I think that’s a good idea,” Xia Bing said.

Zhao Tian pondered for a moment and said, “I think it’s also good, it’s indeed a good idea, but how much should the donation be?”

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

"Sure, I have no objection. Director Yang, you're really capable," Zhao Tian said, standing up.

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

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

Things went smoothly. A few days later, the donation ceremony was held as scheduled in a studio at the city television station. Zhao Tian's efficiency was quite good; all the major local media outlets and government officials were present. Zhao Tian had also invited them, and this time, the officials were very cooperative, arriving on time without fail.

Yang Pengfei was somewhat surprised to see them all. He had expected at least a few to be absent, so he had prepared for their absence. However, seeing them all here was unexpected. But then he realized that with so many media outlets present, they could take this opportunity to appear on television and in newspapers—who wouldn't want that?

Yang Pengfei had Zhao Tian invite the portly officials to the stage, and then, amidst cheerful music, the donation ceremony officially began.

First, Yang Pengfei, as the bank's representative in the city, took the stage to give a speech. His speech was essentially a lavish praise of his bank, a side note on the Julong Group, and then he mentioned the local government's strong support for the bank's establishment in the area. He

also mentioned donating to Project Hope as a token of gratitude to the local people. This speech was the result of Yang Pengfei's preparation overnight; he had covered all the necessary grounds and said everything he needed to say. It seemed to be well-received; the reporters below nodded and smiled, and the leaders on stage were all beaming, especially when they expressed gratitude for their strong support—their smiles widened as if they had truly played a crucial role.

Seeing their self-satisfied and undeserving expressions, Yang Pengfei felt nauseous, yet he had to force a smile on his face—it was pure torture. Finally, after a long and arduous speech, he returned to his seat amidst applause and flashing lights.

Next, a vice mayor in charge of industry and commerce stepped forward to speak. His speech was nothing more than an expression of their efforts to improve the city's investment environment and achieve a new level of economic growth.

Yang Pengfei sat on the stage, smiling and pretending to listen attentively, but his mind was already wandering. He thought to himself, "This donation ceremony was quite successful. It seems the bank's opening on schedule shouldn't be a big problem. Haha, I'll be able to go back and see Yuan Tingting soon! Maybe I'll even get a promotion!"

Thinking of Yuan Tingting, Yang Pengfei's heart warmed. It had been almost a month since he'd seen her. Although they had contacted each other by phone and text every day, it hadn't lessened their longing. Before, Yang Pengfei hadn't known if he truly loved Yuan Tingting. But after this separation, he knew for certain that he did love her deeply, because this profound longing was the best proof.

Finally, the donation ceremony was drawing to a close, and Yang Pengfei felt a great sense of relief. He really disliked these solemn yet hypocritical occasions, and thinking that he wouldn't have anything else to do, he stood up, ready to slip away, but was unexpectedly stopped by Zhao Tian sitting next to him.

"Director Yang, where are you going?"

Yang Pengfei leaned down and whispered, "I don't have anything else to do, so I'll head back first. I'll leave things here to you."

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

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

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

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

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

The banquet was held in a grand restaurant called “Qianlixiang.” This “Qianlixiang” restaurant was considered the most upscale in Fanshan City. It was luxuriously decorated and magnificent. Its hardware was excellent, but its software was equally impressive. The waitresses were all gentle, beautiful, and enthusiastic, allowing men with a “gentlemanly” heart and an immense passion for beautiful women to enjoy a feast for the eyes while indulging in their meal.

Of course, for a restaurant, the most important thing is whether its dishes can win over diners' stomachs. This restaurant has done a great job in this regard. Its main cuisine is, of course, Anhui cuisine, one of China's eight major cuisines, supplemented by spicy Sichuan cuisine and tender Zhejiang cuisine. The dishes are very distinctive and unforgettable, making "Qianlixiang" restaurant extremely famous in Fanshan City. Many government officials and wealthy people love to dine here.

Yang Pengfei led his group into the VIP private room that Zhao Tian had already reserved. The room was very tastefully furnished. Near the window was a large round dining table that could seat more than ten people. A pale yellow tablecloth draped smoothly to the table legs. On the round table was a seemingly suspended amber glass panel, which was actually connected to a small motor underneath. Once plates and bowls were placed on it, they would rotate automatically, moving the food to different positions for diners around the table.

Near the entrance was a row of genuine leather sofas and a marble coffee table, where guests could enjoy tea and conversation before the meal, or sing karaoke afterward to aid digestion. On the walls to the left and right hung a calligraphy piece and a traditional Chinese painting, respectively. The artist's name was inscribed in a cryptic, illegible script within the crooked seals. The bureau chiefs and directors present examined them closely, unable to decipher a single character, yet they all praised them, as if they were all connoisseurs.

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

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

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

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

"Good, cheers!"

Glasses clinked and toasts were exchanged...

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

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

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

At this moment, a deputy director of the State Taxation Bureau gave a knowing smile and said, "Alright, the business is settled, now it's time for some jokes." Before he finished

speaking, several people chuckled knowingly. "Director Yang, you go first," one of the directors said.

"Me? I don't know many jokes. Why don't you go first, and I'll think of something good to say later?" Yang Pengfei said.

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

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

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

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

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

"Okay, I'll tell one too," Zhao Tian readily agreed. "I'll tell one about urination. A male teacher was in a hurry to urinate and mistakenly went into the women's restroom. When he came out, he happened to meet a female teacher who was also going in. The female teacher, seeing the male teacher coming out of the women's restroom, angrily questioned him, 'Hey, don't you know this is for women only?'" The male teacher grinned and said, "Hehe, mine is for ladies only too."

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

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

"Yes, yes, Director Ke, please tell us one." Everyone echoed.

Yang Pengfei also became interested and turned to her with a smile, saying, "Please tell one, let me broaden my horizons." Yang Pengfei was always quite confident in his smile, because he had practiced it in front of the mirror for more than half a year during his job search—warm but not obsequious, gentle but not exaggerated. Under his smiling gaze, a flicker of panic flashed in Director Ke's eyes, but it vanished in an instant. She quickly regained her composure and said with a smile, "I'm not good at telling jokes, but I can ask you a question."

"What question?" Yang Pengfei asked.

"Why do people get married?"

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

Director Ke looked at Yang Pengfei seriously and said, "That's because men have 'figured it out,' and women have 'opened up.'" Director Ke emphasized the words "figured it out" and "opened up," causing everyone to pause in surprise, but then they immediately understood and burst into laughter.

Yang Pengfei wanted to laugh too, but he held it in and continued, "Then why did they get a divorce?"

Director Ke said, "Isn't it obvious? After marriage, the man learns about the woman's 'depths,' and the woman understands the man's 'strengths and weaknesses.' They can't get along, so of course they'll get a divorce."

Everyone laughed even harder, and one of them even spat out the chicken wing he had just put in his mouth. Yang Pengfei couldn't help himself at this point and burst into laughter with everyone.

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

Yang Pengfei laughed and said, "Okay, then I'll tell you one. There was a Japanese officer who asked a traitor to take his wife to the bathhouse. You know, the rules in Japan are very different from ours in China; they allow men and women to bathe together. So the traitor took the Japanese officer's wife into the bathhouse. After a while, the Japanese officer, feeling uneasy, went to check on him. He saw the traitor diligently scrubbing his wife's back. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly noticed the traitor's erection. The Japanese officer immediately flew into a rage, drew his sword, and roared, 'You bastard! What are you doing down there?'" The traitor was terrified and quickly draped a bath towel over it, saying, "Reporting to the officer, the towel hanger is ready." The Japanese officer, speechless, went back.

But after a while, he became uneasy again and came to check. This time, he saw the traitor's penis actually protruding from behind into his wife's body, throbbing. The Japanese officer was instantly enraged, drew his sword, and roared, "You bastard! What are you doing?" The traitor, panting, said, "Reporting to the officer, the outside is finished, now it's time to rub the inside!"

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

Emerging from the restaurant, the streets were brightly lit, neon lights flashing red and green, painting the city's nightscape like a heavily made-up prostitute, alluring and enigmatic.

At the restaurant entrance, Zhao Tian said, "Gentlemen, how about we go to an entertainment center to sober up?"

In the past, entertaining guests meant just a meal; after the meal, business was discussed and settled. But now, things are different. The meal has taken a backseat; it's merely a prelude. After a satisfying meal, finding a place for entertainment is the proper procedure for entertaining. Without completing this procedure, the entertaining isn't considered successful, leaving the host disappointed and the guest feeling inadequate.

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

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

The others also made excuses about having other things to do. Yang Pengfei thought about it carefully and understood. It wasn't appropriate for these leaders to gather at an entertainment venue, so they were also hesitant. Therefore, they didn't say anything more, and with smiles on their faces, they and Zhao Tian saw them off to their respective cars and watched them leave.

Only after the cars disappeared from Yang Pengfei's sight did he let out a long sigh and say, "Phew! Finally, those guys are gone."

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

Yang Pengfei agreed, "Not bad, almost a month of hard work, but finally it's done. Hehe, I can give the head office an explanation now."

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

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

"Haha, Director, you're quite the joker," Zhao Tian laughed. "Director, you see, I've been busy setting up the branch these past few days, and as the host, I haven't had time to take you sightseeing. But tonight, everything's taken care of, so I'll take you to some of the good places in Fanshan, hehe."

Looking at Zhao Tian's suggestive smile, Yang Pengfei knew exactly what kind of good places he was referring to. To be honest, Yang Pengfei really wanted to find a place to vent. He hadn't touched a woman for almost a month, and during that time, he'd masturbated several times, all while whispering sweet nothings to Yuan Tingting. But when it came to actually finding a prostitute, Yang Pengfei hesitated. However, just as he was wavering, Zhao Tian pulled him into the Cherokee. "Hmm, let's go have some fun, it doesn't necessarily have to involve anything with a prostitute," Yang Pengfei reasoned to himself.

The Cherokee drove around the streets and alleys for a while before finally stopping in front of a building. Yang Pengfei opened the car door and looked up to see a large billboard advertising: "Shuangwaiwai Massage Center." Looking at the building itself, which didn't seem particularly impressive, Yang Pengfei said dismissively, "So this is the place you were looking for?"

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

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

The two took the elevator to the massage center on the eighth floor. Exiting the elevator and walking through an arched doorway, the space was quite large, but it was all partitioned into small cubicles by wooden boards—presumably the massage rooms. The air conditioning was on, providing a cool and comfortable breeze. In the dim, hazy light, the silhouettes of young women swayed back and forth. Soft, soothing music flowed gently like water, creating a dreamlike atmosphere, as if one had entered a moon palace.

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

Two young women approached and led the two separately into a small cubicle. Yang Pengfei entered and saw only a small bed and a small cabinet. The bedding on the bed was snow-white and appeared very clean. On the cabinet were a plastic bottle and a box of tissues. Yang Pengfei sat on the edge of the bed, undressing as he sized up the young woman. She looked to be only about twenty years old, with long, shiny black hair. Her clean white short-sleeved top and skirt were pleasing to the eye, and she had a sweet appearance. The masseuse, unfazed by Yang Pengfei's gaze, wore a charming smile, though a hint of untamed wildness lurked in her eyes.

Yang Pengfei, unfamiliar with the place, asked, "What services do you offer?"

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

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

"Hehe, boss, you'll know once you try it."

"Alright, give me a special massage then."

Chapter 025 Xia Bing's Favor

The masseuse took off her shoes and got onto the bed, kneeling around his waist. Her hands skillfully massaged his shoulders with a light touch. Although Yang Pengfei was lying face down receiving the massage, a slight turn of his head allowed him to clearly see the masseuse's full breasts and the two prominent nipples, as well as her smooth, white, curved thighs, which looked firm and elastic, making one want to touch them. Furthermore, the faint fragrance emanating from her body, though clearly not a designer perfume, was still captivating.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The masseuse's slender waist continued to twist downwards, stopping only when it reached Yang Pengfei's prominent bulge. She reached out and gently pulled down Yang Pengfei's only piece of clothing, his underwear. Instantly, his erect penis sprang out, nearly hitting her face. Seeing the steaming member, the masseuse exclaimed, "Wow! It's so big!"

Although Yang Pengfei himself didn't think his penis was that big, hearing the masseuse's exclamation strongly satisfied his vanity, even though he knew it might not be her true feeling, but merely a way to please her customers.

Then, the masseuse reached for a plastic bottle on the bedside table, poured some massage oil into her palm, and then rubbed it between her hands, applying it to her breasts with practiced, swift, and rhythmic movements—the gentleness and efficiency of a professional masseuse.

Yang Pengfei already guessed what she was going to do next. As expected, the masseuse finished her work, looked up at Yang Pengfei with a seductive smile, and then used her hands to hold Yang Pengfei's erect penis between her full breasts, beginning to move it back and forth. Her movements were slow and gentle, and Yang Pengfei felt the warmth and softness, finding it extremely comfortable.

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

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

A surge of pleasure flowed deep into his vas deferens, concentrating entirely in his lower abdomen. An unbearable ecstasy immediately spread throughout his body, then gathered at the very bottom of his spine, causing an unbearable tingling and itching sensation. Yang Pengfei could no longer hold back. Finally, like a volcanic eruption, his ejaculation was unleashed. After a series of spasms, large spurts of hot, white fluid sprayed onto the massage girl's face, mouth, and hair…

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

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

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

"Haha…" The two burst into knowing laughter simultaneously.

Everything went smoothly, and the branch grandly opened as scheduled. The opening day was a resounding success. Not only did numerous organizations send plaques to celebrate, but several media outlets were also present to report on the event, making Yang Pengfei quite proud. He was also very pleased with the success of his advertising campaign.

In just one week, the bank had attracted over five million yuan in deposits and issued over four thousand bank cards – a very promising start. At this rate, Yang Pengfei estimated that the 50,000 small gifts he had purchased from Tang Chong would soon be sold out, so he ordered another 50,000 from Tang Chong and reported the situation to head office, who were very satisfied. Last night, during a phone call with Yuan Tingting, she also expressed this sentiment. She said the board of directors highly praised his performance and told him he could return the day after tomorrow. She also said that according to her reliable sources, her father, Yuan Zixiong, would definitely promote Yang Pengfei upon his return, but she didn't know the specific position.

After hearing Yuan Tingting's words, Yang Pengfei spent the entire night in a state of excitement and anticipation. This wasn't because he was about to be promoted, but because in two days he would finally see Yuan Tingting.

Just thinking about her gentle smile, her stunning face, and her devilish figure made his heart race, and he fantasized about the wild excitement of meeting her. Last night, Yang Pengfei drifted off to sleep while fantasizing.

Early this morning, Yang Pengfei arrived at the bank. Since he was returning tomorrow, he came early to hand over any matters that needed to be transferred and to give instructions. Now that the bank was built, the branch office had naturally been abolished, and his title of director no longer existed. He didn't hold any official position at the bank, but as of now, Yang Pengfei was still in charge of the bank's operations, while the bank manager, Zhao Tian, remained in an assisting role.

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

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

"Look, look, you're making fun of me too. The branch office is long gone; what kind of director am I now?" Yang Pengfei said with a laugh.

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

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

"Ah? So soon?"

"There's nothing left for me to do here, so what's the point of staying? Hehe, I'll leave this place to you. I came so early today to give you a briefing, and once that's done, there's really nothing left for me." Yang Pengfei laughed. "

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

"Alright, alright, stop laughing at me. Let's get back to work. We have a lot to do, and if we don't hurry, we might not finish by the end of the morning," Yang Pengfei said. "I'm thinking of wandering around this afternoon. I've been here so long, and I haven't really seen the city properly yet."

Soon, the bank employees began arriving for work one after another. Xia Bing arrived too; she was now the director of the bank's office. As soon as Zhao Tian saw Xia Bing, he said, "Director Xia, our Director Yang is going home tomorrow. What do you think we should do for his farewell?"

"Really? You're going back?" Xia Bing asked softly, her tone seemingly reluctant. Yang Pengfei's heart skipped a beat. Although he still didn't know if Xia Bing truly liked him, one thing he was certain of was that Xia Bing had a strong liking for him, just as he had a strong liking for Xia Bing.

It was understandable that she was reluctant to leave. Thinking of this, Yang Pengfei couldn't help but feel a little smug. After all, it was something to be happy about that a beautiful woman was reluctant to leave him, because it at least proved that he still had some charm. But he still said, "My work is finished. Head office told me to go back tomorrow."

"Hey! He'll definitely get a promotion this time, that's great news! How about this, I've decided we'll go to 'Qianlixiang' after work to give our Director Yang a farewell dinner, what do you say?" Zhao Tian chimed in.

Yang Pengfei looked at Xia Bing, and Xia Bing was also looking at Yang Pengfei; neither of them spoke.

"Alright, it's decided then. Now everyone get back to work," Zhao Tian said.

Xia Bing looked at Yang Pengfei, her lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't say anything and walked away. Yang Pengfei looked at her hesitant expression and was startled, thinking to himself, "Could she really like me? If she really loves me and wants me to stay, what should I do?" Thinking of this, he began to feel uneasy again, and his earlier smugness vanished without a trace.

In a small private room at the "Qianlixiang" restaurant, Zhao Tian repeatedly toasted Yang Pengfei, and Yang Pengfei enthusiastically returned the toasts, creating an unusually lively atmosphere in the room. Xia Bing didn't seem very enthusiastic. She sat quietly to the side, watching the two toast each other. Usually a heavy drinker, she didn't drink today, only holding a glass of orange juice in front of her. She didn't talk much, occasionally exchanging a few words, looking preoccupied.

Halfway through the drinks, Yang Pengfei stood up and said, "Excuse me, I need to use the restroom."

"Haha, now that you mention it, I'm feeling a bit full too. Come on, let's go together," Zhao Tian said with a laugh.

Xia Bing smiled at them and said, "You two better hurry back, or I'll eat all the good food!"

"Hehe, if you're not afraid of becoming fat, then eat as much as you want, we have no objection," Yang Pengfei said.

In the restroom, Zhao Tian said, "Pengfei, I think Xia Bing has a crush on you."

"What? Don't joke around, how could she like me? Besides, she knows I have a girlfriend." Although Yang Pengfei said this, he already agreed with Zhao Tian in his heart.

"Haven't you noticed yet? Look, she's been sullen ever since she heard you're leaving tomorrow. She was listless at the dinner table just now, and the way she looked at you was strange. Based on my years of experience observing girls, she must have fallen for you," Zhao Tian said confidently.

"But she already knows I have a girlfriend," Yang Pengfei reiterated.

"What does it matter? Even if you had a wife, she could still like you. I've known her for a while, and I think she's a very persistent girl, someone who dares to love and hate. Hehe, to be honest, I'm actually a little jealous that such a beautiful girl likes you." "

Persistent? Daring to love and hate?" Yang Pengfei muttered to himself.

"Yeah, why don't you seem happy that a beautiful woman likes you?" Zhao Tian said. "Huh? You didn't do anything to her, did you? Are you afraid she'll become attached to you because of it?"

"Don't talk nonsense. I'm afraid that if she really likes me, as you say, I'll hurt her. Because I'm leaving here tomorrow, there's no way we can have anything going on." Yang Pengfei said with some worry.

"Hehe, then you should take her with you. You can have her on both sides and enjoy the bliss of having two women. Wouldn't that be wonderful?" Zhao Tian teased.

"Get lost! Do you think I'm as shameless and lewd as you?" Yang Pengfei laughed and scolded.

"Shameless? Lewd? You're really wronging me. My loyalty to my wife is as clear as day. That time I went to the massage center, it was with you, Director Yang. Otherwise, I wouldn't have gone." Zhao Tian complained.

"Hehe, you didn't go? How would you know there's a massage center there if you didn't go? And how would you know their massage techniques are special?" Yang Pengfei retorted with a smile.

"I...I...I just heard it from someone else, hehe."

The two walked into the private room talking and laughing.

"Ah! The food hasn't been touched yet, why aren't you eating?" Zhao Tian asked as soon as he came in.

"I don't want to become a 'side girl,' you know. If I get fat and ugly, no one will want me anymore." Xia Bing said, glancing at Yang Pengfei out of the corner of her eye. Yang Pengfei didn't know how to respond, so he just buried his head in his food.

Zhao Tian then deliberately teased, "Our Director Xia is so smart and beautiful, who wouldn't like her? Even if she gets fat, I think it won't affect her beauty at all, but will make her even cuter. How could no one want her? I think not only will she not be unwanted, but the men who want to pursue her will line up all the way to our bank entrance, Pengfei, don't you think?" After saying that, he looked at Yang Pengfei with a mischievous smile.

Yang Pengfei inwardly cursed and secretly kicked Zhao Tian under the table, but smiled and said, "Yes, yes, that's for sure, so just eat as much as you want, don't worry about not getting any."

"Really?" Xia Bing said.

"Of course, maybe our Director Yang will even be the first in line among all the men." Zhao Tian teased. Upon hearing this, Yang Pengfei almost spat out the mouthful of wine he hadn't swallowed yet, thinking to himself, "You little rascal, you really know how to rub salt in the wound, looks like you're deliberately trying to mess with me."

So he secretly put a little force into his foot and kicked again, but missed. It turned out that Zhao Tian had anticipated his move and had already pulled his leg back. Looking at Zhao Tian's smug face, as if he was ready to see him make a fool of himself, Yang Pengfei couldn't help but feel both annoyed and amused.

"Hehe, Director Yang, will you be the first in line?" Xia Bing asked mischievously.

Looking at Xia Bing's expression, which seemed both joking and serious, Yang Pengfei wasn't sure how to answer. He could only mumble, "Um, maybe." Suddenly realizing this ambiguous answer might cause Xia Bing to misunderstand, he added, "Hehe, if I didn't have a girlfriend, I'd definitely try to get first place."

"Haha, it seems our Director Yang is really clueless about romance," Zhao Tian laughed heartily.

"Just eat yours!" Yang Pengfei said, picking up a chicken leg and stuffing it into Zhao Tian's laughing mouth. The laughter stopped instantly, leaving only his humming and hawing sounds. Seeing this comical scene, both Yang Pengfei and Xia Bing couldn't help but laugh.

Taking advantage of everyone's good mood, Yang Pengfei picked up his glass, stood up, and said, "Alright, I'm leaving tomorrow. I finished dealing with the bank matters this morning, so I won't go this afternoon. I'll be leaving early tomorrow morning, and I won't be saying goodbye then. Come on, let's have a drink, both as a farewell and as a thank you for your invaluable help these past few days, which made it possible for my work to be completed successfully. Cheers!"

"Okay, cheers!" Zhao Tian also stood up and said.

Xia Bing slowly stood up as well, and the three of them clinked their glasses together.

After finishing their meal, they left the restaurant, and it was almost one o'clock. Yang Pengfei said, "You two should be going to work now, so I won't go. Let's say goodbye here."

"Alright, then, farewell. Come visit us again when you have time; we'll always welcome you!" Zhao Tian said, shaking Yang Pengfei's hand.

"You too, come find me when you come to Donghai; I'll be your host this time." Yang Pengfei finished speaking and hugged Zhao Tian. Facing Xia Bing, he hesitated for a moment, but still opened his arms. Xia Bing was also very generous, opening her arms as well, and the two embraced.

"Wow, her breasts are so soft!" Yang Pengfei thought to himself as they hugged. But then he immediately cursed himself: "Pah, what kind of time is this to be thinking about this? What a despicable person."

Yang Pengfei declined Zhao Tian's offer to drive him back to the hotel, saying, "It's getting late, you guys should go to work. I want to wander around a bit more." Seeing this, Zhao Tian didn't say anything more, only saying, "Then see you later."

Yang Pengfei smiled, clasped his hands in a gesture of chivalry, and said, "Until we meet again!"

Just as the Cherokee started moving, Xia Bing turned back and gave Yang Pengfei a deep look, her eyes filled with a mixture of reluctance and helplessness. Seeing that look, Yang Pengfei's heart ached inexplicably.

After leaving them, Yang Pengfei wandered aimlessly through the streets. He had been in this city for a month, but hadn't had a chance to properly explore it. Looking at the lush plane trees lining the streets, the verdant green was quite refreshing. There weren't many people on the streets, just a few strolling leisurely, as if shopping or taking a walk. There was none of the tense and fast-paced atmosphere of coastal cities. Small cities have their advantages—tranquil and not restless. While not ideal for starting a business, they are perfect for living.

Yang Pengfei thought to himself, "Once I've earned enough money, I can retire here. That's a good option." Thinking of this, he couldn't help but think of his hometown, a small mountain village nestled deep in the mountains. It was more peaceful and serene there, but also far too remote and underdeveloped. Many of its amenities were lacking. If he were asked to return now and live there for another year or two, he probably couldn't stay.

As he strolled leisurely, he suddenly remembered that he should buy Yuan Tingting a gift. They had been dating for so long, and he had never bought her anything. This trip back would be a long-awaited reunion, and he felt he had to buy her something. So he hailed a taxi, got in, and asked the driver, "Sir, what's the most bustling place around here?"
" Hehe, of course, it's Qianshan Road Commercial

Street

," the driver replied with a smile.

"Okay, let's go there then."

Ten minutes later, the taxi arrived at Qianshan Road Commercial Street. This was a commercial street less than 500 meters long, lined with shops on both sides. Since it wasn't the weekend, there weren't many people, but it was still quite lively. Each shop had its own sound system playing pop songs or soothing music to attract customers. Some shops also had promotional posters advertising discounts, which attracted several people to stop and look.

Yang Pengfei got out of the car, but didn't rush to look for gifts. Instead, he looked around for a while, seemingly searching for something. A smile appeared on his face, and he quickly walked to a corner of the street. There was an ATM there, provided by their bank. Yang Pengfei took out his salary card, withdrew two thousand yuan, and then hummed a tune as he went to choose a gift.

He walked from one end of the street to the other in less than ten minutes, but still couldn't figure out what to buy. He glanced around; the street was mostly filled with clothing and mobile phone shops, with the rest being KFC, coffee shops, and the like. There really wasn't anything particularly good or meaningful to buy.

After thinking for a while, Yang Pengfei decided to turn back and browse again, this time more slowly, looking carefully, hoping to find something nice and unique—ideally, something not too expensive

. Yang Pengfei slowly browsed through the shops, but each shop only had very ordinary items, nothing particularly interesting. Just as he was about to reach the end of the street, Yang Pengfei stopped in front of a shop. It was a women's lingerie store, and in the window was a mannequin wearing lingerie—black, see-through, with lace trim, very sexy.

Yang Pengfei thought to himself, "Heh, what would it look like if Yuan Tingting wore such sexy lingerie on her jade-like body?" Thinking this, an image of Yuan Tingting wearing the lingerie, lying on a large bed, beckoning to him, unconsciously appeared in his mind. Thus, Yang Pengfei, while imagining the erotic scene, stared intently at the mannequin in the shop window, his feet rooted to the spot.

"Sir, come in and take a look," a soft voice interrupted Yang Pengfei's fantasy. He looked up and saw it was the shop's saleswoman speaking to him. Yang Pengfei immediately blushed and quickly waved his hand, saying, "No, no."

"It's alright, just come in and look around. Maybe you'll find a suitable piece of lingerie to give to your girlfriend; I think she'll love it," the saleswoman greeted him warmly.

After listening to the saleswoman's words, Yang Pengfei was tempted. He thought, "Yes, buying a set of lingerie as a gift for Yuan Tingting would be great. It's special, shows our close relationship, and isn't too expensive. Maybe she'll even be touched by my thoughtfulness. Besides, I've been standing here for so long; if I just look without buying anything, she might think I'm some kind of pervert."

"Okay, let's go in and take a look," Yang Pengfei said.

"Please!"

Yang Pengfei followed the saleswoman into the lingerie store. Once inside, he found several other men, but they all had their girlfriends. Yang Pengfei was the only single man. It was his first time entering a women's lingerie store alone, and Yang Pengfei felt a little awkward. Surrounded by women's lingerie, he didn't know where to look.

The saleswoman seemed to notice Yang Pengfei's embarrassment and smiled, "It's okay, feel free to look around. What kind of lingerie do you want to buy for your girlfriend?"

"What styles?" Yang Pengfei asked shyly. "What styles do you have here?"

The saleswoman smiled and said, "Women's underwear can be simply divided into two types: functional and erotic. Functional underwear is used to adjust the figure, so the style looks more conventional, but it has the function of lifting, shaping, or enlarging the wearer's breasts. Therefore, functional underwear is used to adjust the curves of the breasts to make clothes look better. Erotic underwear, on the other hand, has a much more complex variety of styles..." There are many variations: cup-style, openwork, lace, and transparent; cups are further divided into full-coverage, half-coverage, and one-third-cup; shoulder straps also vary considerably, including wide-shouldered, narrow-shouldered, and strapless. In short, erotic lingerie is worn to enhance sexiness and add spice to a couple's sex life.

After listening to the saleswoman's fluent and detailed explanation, Yang Pengfei couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. However, the saleswoman remained calm and composed, showing no signs of shyness or awkwardness; it seemed she was already used to it.

"Sir, are you looking for a functional or erotic type?" the saleswoman asked with a smile.

Yang Pengfei thought to himself, "Yuan Tingting's figure is already very good; she probably doesn't need any functional underwear to adjust her figure." So he said, "Then...then...then I'll buy some sexy underwear."

Chapter 027 Sister-in-law, let me help you.

The saleswoman smiled slightly and said, "Okay, sir, please come this way." After saying that, she led Yang Pengfei to another rack of clothes. The underwear here had a wider variety of styles, colors such as black, white, and red; materials such as lace, cotton, and elastic fiber, etc., all kinds were available, making Yang Pengfei dazzled and not knowing which one to choose. After looking around for a while, Yang Pengfei said, "There are so many styles, I don't know which one to choose. Why don't you pick one for me? You girls should be better at choosing women's underwear than a grown man like me."

"Okay, then I'll help you decide. Hmm... what are your girlfriend's measurements?" "

Measurements?" Yang Pengfei scratched his head, embarrassed, and said, "I'm not really sure."

The saleswoman covered her mouth and chuckled, "Then you're not a very good boyfriend, you don't even know your girlfriend's measurements?"

Yang Pengfei said, "I haven't paid much attention before, and I forgot to ask, haha."

"Haha, then just give me a rough estimate."

"Hmm..." Yang Pengfei thought for a moment, then suddenly fixed his eyes on the saleswoman standing in front of him. Seeing his eyes darting around, the saleswoman knew what he was thinking. Even though she was usually very outgoing, she couldn't help but blush. But he was a customer, so she couldn't say anything and simply looked away, pretending not to notice him staring at her, letting him scrutinize her.

However, Yang Pengfei only glanced at the saleswoman before abandoning his plan to use her as a reference point for buying lingerie for Yuan Tingting. The saleswoman was petite and delicate, and her height and measurements were far from Yuan Tingting's. Looking at the other girls in the store, their figures were also quite different from Yuan Tingting's. Frustrated, Yang Pengfei paced back and forth in the store, almost taking out his phone to call Yuan Tingting and ask her measurements.

Just as Yang Pengfei was scratching his head in frustration, at his wit's end, perhaps a flash of inspiration or a sudden burst of cleverness struck him, and he suddenly remembered a method that might reveal Yuan Tingting's approximate measurements.

Yang Pengfei recalled the mannequin in the shop window; its height and measurements were quite similar to Yuan Tingting's. Thinking of this, a smile appeared on Yang Pengfei's face. He pointed to the mannequin in the window and said to the saleswoman, "Miss, my girlfriend's figure is somewhat similar to that mannequin in the window. Could you choose an underwear for me based on that?"

At this moment, the saleswoman's blush had faded. Looking at the mannequin in the window, she smiled and said, "Your girlfriend's figure is really perfect!"

"Hehe, just average," Yang Pengfei said modestly, but inwardly he felt a surge of pride.

"How about this one?" the saleswoman asked Yang Pengfei, taking a set of underwear from the rack.

Yang Pengfei took a closer look and saw that the saleswoman was holding a set of lingerie with lace trim. The bra was semi-transparent, with silk cups, and black. The panties were low-waisted, also black, with a mesh design and semi-transparent. The whole set of lingerie gave off a hazy, mysterious beauty, and Yang Pengfei was almost thirsty from looking at it.

At this moment, the saleswoman said, "Sir, look, this is a brand new style of lingerie, cup size D, which should fit your girlfriend's size. This lingerie has a front-closure design; just put your hands inside the shoulder straps, then grab the cups in front and fasten them, and you can easily put it on. It's convenient, easy to wear, and beautiful and sexy, what do you think?"

After listening to the saleswoman's explanation and looking at the style, Yang Pengfei thought it was indeed very nice. He then touched it with his hand; the material was light and soft, and it should fit very well. Yang Pengfei nodded in satisfaction and said, "Okay, I'll take this one. How much?"

"Eight hundred and eighty," the saleswoman said, flipping through the price tag on the garment.

Upon hearing this, Yang Pengfei was so shocked he almost stumbled. He thought to himself, "Eight hundred and eighty yuan for such a small piece of fabric? That's too expensive!" He then checked the label; it was a string of English letters that Yang Pengfei didn't recognize. It didn't look like international brands like Lapara, Triumph, or Chantelle, which he recognized.

The saleswoman noticed Yang Pengfei's surprise and said, "Sir, this lingerie is the most popular style this spring and summer. We just imported it from Hong Kong. Don't let the fact that it's not a famous brand fool you; in terms of both material and style, it's in no way inferior to those international brands. The manufacturer is the same one that produces international brands."

"Oh?" Yang Pengfei was a little confused.

The sales assistant explained, "Do you know Lisecharmel? It's a famous French lingerie brand, and of course, a top international brand. This lingerie is manufactured by a Lisecharmel OEM manufacturer. All Lisecharmel branded lingerie sold in Asia is produced by this manufacturer. But this manufacturer also has its own lingerie brand, which is this one. Although its brand awareness is far less than Lisecharmel's, its workmanship, materials, and styles are not much different from Lisecharmel branded lingerie, so this price of 880 is definitely worth it."

Yang Pengfei was half-convinced by the sales assistant's words, but seeing that the style and material of the lingerie were indeed quite good, he decided to buy it. While paying, Yang Pengfei couldn't help but think, "This small piece of fabric is more expensive than all my clothes from head to toe, inside and out. No wonder some people say that women's and children's money is the easiest to earn; that's absolutely true." After

paying and wrapping up the clothes, Yang Pengfei left the lingerie store with a beaming smile from the sales assistant. Although it was still early, Yang Pengfei didn't want to continue shopping. Shopping was incredibly tiring; he'd spent less than an hour shopping, including buying clothes, and was already exhausted. He couldn't understand why women were so fond of it. When he used to accompany Qin Xiaolu shopping, she could shop for four or five hours straight without a break, returning home refreshed and showing no signs of fatigue. Now, Yang Pengfei was practically collapsing from exhaustion. Therefore, Yang Pengfei was both amazed and utterly humiliated by Qin Xiaolu's shopping stamina.

Back at the hotel, Yang Pengfei lay listlessly on the bed watching TV when his phone rang. He picked it up and saw it was Tang Chong calling.

"Hello!"

"Hello, it's me. Are you leaving tomorrow?" Tang Chong asked on the other end of the line.

"Yes, I've completed my mission here."

"Then why didn't you say goodbye before leaving?"

"Hehe, I was just about to call you tonight, I was worried you'd be busy during the day."

"Since you're leaving tomorrow, I'll treat you to dinner tonight."

"Hehe, we're old classmates, don't be so polite."

"Sure, it's not just dinner, I have other things to tell you. Oh, by the way, invite that female subordinate you brought last time too. Where are you now? I'll come pick you up."

"I'm at the hotel now, you..."

Before Yang Pengfei could finish speaking, Tang Chong said on the other end of the phone, "Okay, I understand, I'll be right there." Then he hung up.

Sure enough, a short while later, there was a knock on the door. Yang Pengfei opened it, and Tang Chong walked in, saying, "I told you at the coffee shop last time that I'd treat you and your female subordinate to dinner, but you just left without a word. You're making me look like a person who breaks their promise."

"Heh, I thought you were just saying it casually. How could I take it seriously?"

"Of course I'm serious! Come on, let's go to my place. My wife has prepared a huge feast and is waiting for us. Oh, and invite your female subordinate too."

"She's at work."

"Then give her a call and tell her I'm inviting her to dinner. If she has time, we'll pick her up from the bank later."

"This… okay then." Yang Pengfei hesitated for a moment but still agreed. Although he was now a little afraid to see Xia Bing, afraid to see her slightly resentful eyes and reluctant gaze; afraid that he might lose his will and plunge headlong into her gentle embrace; even more afraid that she would express her love for him, and he wouldn't be able to give her a satisfactory answer. But now that they specifically asked her to come, she couldn't say much. She could only pick up her phone and dial the number.

"Hello, this is Yang Pengfei."

"I know, what's up?" Xia Bing's tone seemed calm, but there was a hint of barely suppressed excitement in it.

"Oh, it's like this, do you remember my old classmate? The one who used to own our bank building."

"Of course I remember."

"He wants to invite us to his house for dinner tonight. If you're not available, I'll tell him."

"I'm free, I'm so free! What time tonight?" Xia Bing said hurriedly on the other end of the phone.

Yang Pengfei couldn't help but chuckle at her tone. He said, "Hehe, you're quite the ladies' man."

Xia Bing laughed too, saying, "Hehe, of course I'll take advantage of any free meal! This opportunity doesn't come every day."

"Hehe, okay then. You'll be off work soon, we'll pick you up from the bank later."

"Okay, bye-bye!"

Tang Chong said as soon as Yang Pengfei hung up the phone, "Let's go, let's go to the supermarket to buy a few bottles of wine first, and then we'll go to the bank to pick her up."

Yang Pengfei followed Tang Chong into his Santana 2000. Sitting in the passenger seat, Yang Pengfei said, "This car is nice."

"Hehe, it's alright. My car is considered decent in our small city, but in your coastal city, it's nothing special."

"Haha, don't be ungrateful. At least you're now a homeowner and a car owner, much better off than me, a nobody."

"But you have a bright future ahead of you, while no matter how hard I try, I'm just the owner of a small business."

"A business can grow big, who knows? Maybe in a couple of years, your name will be on some Fortune 500 list or some other ranking."

"Haha..."

...

At the supermarket, Tang Chong went straight to the liquor counter, first buying two bottles of Jiugui liquor, then going to the red wine counter and grabbing a bottle of Great Wall dry red. Watching Tang Chong running around, Yang Pengfei thought, "Should I buy a few things too? It's not good to go empty-handed on my first visit." So he also bought a few large gift boxes.

Tang Chong asked curiously, "What are you buying these things for?"

Yang Pengfei laughed, "They're for you. I can't go empty-handed on my first visit."

"Hehe, you're so polite. Oh well, whatever you want, buy whatever you want. I'll accept whatever you give."

"Hehe, how much? It's just this much. If it's too much, it'll be a waste of my money," Yang Pengfei joked.

"Haha..."

Passing by the bank, they picked up Xia Bing and drove towards Tang Chong's house. In the car, Xia Bing smiled and said, "We just said goodbye not long ago, I didn't expect to see each other again so soon."

"Yeah, I didn't expect it either, maybe fate didn't want us to part so quickly...hehe!" As soon as he said it, Yang Pengfei realized his words were a bit inappropriate, so he quickly chuckled twice to cover it up.

"Is that so?" Xia Bing asked meaningfully.

"Maybe." After saying that, Yang Pengfei turned his head and stopped talking, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, his focused expression no less than Tang Chong's while he was driving. Tang Chong saw this and secretly found it amusing.

Tang Chong's home was in a relatively upscale residential area. When they went up, Tang Chong's wife, Xu Chun, was already standing at the door to greet them. Yang Pengfei was not unfamiliar with Xu Chun, as they were all alumni. Xu Chun was a year ahead of Yang Pengfei and Tang Chong, and was in the finance department. But Yang Pengfei and she were not very familiar with each other. In school, they were just casual acquaintances, exchanging nods and smiles when they met. But his roommate Tang Chong was different. Tang Chong was attracted to Xu Chun, a senior student, during his sophomore year and pursued her relentlessly until he finally won her over. After they became a couple, Tang Chong frequently brought Xu Chun to their dorm. Whenever Tang Chong brought Xu Chun back, Yang Pengfei and several other photography enthusiasts would be kicked out of the dorm, and Tang Chong would reward them by fetching water or cleaning.

Although Tang Chong and Xu Chun were inseparable, Yang Pengfei and his roommates didn't approve of their relationship. Firstly, Xu Chun was two years older than Tang Chong, and more importantly, their personalities were very different. Tang Chong was honest and steady, while Xu Chun was lively and outgoing, so they thought their relationship couldn't last. Then, to Yang Pengfei and his roommates' great surprise, Tang Chong and Xu Chun not only didn't break up, but they also got married right after graduation. This is extremely rare in most campus romances that end in breakups; it could even be considered a miracle.

Tang Chong's house was quite large, with three bedrooms and two living rooms, and the decoration was also very nice. Yang Pengfei looked around and praised, "Hmm, really nice, a beautiful house and a lovely wife, you're really lucky, kid." Tang

Chong smiled but didn't say anything. Xu Chun, who was pouring tea for them, blushed, but her smile deepened. She said, "Gentlemen, have some tea."

Xia Bing said, "Sister-in-law, don't be so polite, I can do it myself."

"You're too kind. You've come all this way, why did you bring so many things?" Xu Chun said, pointing to the gifts Yang Pengfei had bought.

"This is just a small token from Xia and me," Yang Pengfei said. "

Yes, yes, just a small token, it's nothing," Xia Bing chimed in. Then she made a face at Yang Pengfei.

"Then you can cook a little longer, dinner will be ready soon."

"Sister-in-law, let me help you," Xia Bing said, standing up to go into the kitchen with Xu Chun.

Xu Chun quickly stopped her, saying, "No need, no need. You're a guest, how can I ask you to go into the kitchen? Besides, the dishes are already cooked, they just need to be heated in the microwave, I can handle it by myself."

Yang Pengfei also smiled and said, "Just sit and watch TV, don't make things worse."

"You..." Xia Bing glared at Yang Pengfei angrily.

At this moment, Yang Pengfei remembered that Tang Chong had said on the phone that he had other things to discuss with him, so he asked, "Didn't you just say you had something to tell me? What is it?"

Tang Chong said, "Yes, there is. Let's talk in the study."

Entering the study, Yang Pengfei saw that Tang Chong had closed the door tightly, and he laughed, "What is it? Why are you being so mysterious?" "

It's like this, thanks to your help, my company was brought back from the brink of collapse. And your idea of using my company's products for advertising is excellent. Now, not only your bank, but other companies and manufacturers are coming to us to order our products for advertising. Our products are in high demand. It's all thanks to you!"

"Don't say that. We're all old classmates, and besides, you've helped me a lot."

"One thing at a time. Here, this is for you." Tang Chong handed Yang Pengfei something.

"What is this?" Yang Pengfei took it and saw it was a bank card. "What's this...?" Yang Pengfei asked, puzzled.

"This is 100,000 yuan. It's what you deserve," Tang Chong said.

"What? One hundred thousand yuan? I can't accept this." Yang Pengfei quickly refused.

"Listen to me, this money is what you deserve. We're old classmates, but business is business. If you don't accept it, you're disrespecting me." He then forcefully shoved the bank card into Yang Pengfei's pocket.

Yang Pengfei wasn't used to such entanglements, and after Tang Chong's insistence, he stopped refusing, only saying, "Isn't this too much?"

Tang Chong smiled and said, "Not much. To tell you the truth, I made this much profit from this deal with your bank." He then held up three fingers, as if making an OK sign.

"Three hundred thousand?"

Tang Chong nodded and said, "Every time we close a deal with your bank in the future, I'll give you one-third of the profit. Don't refuse; it's all yours. We all operate according to the unspoken rules of the business world."

Yang Pengfei wanted to say something more, but was interrupted by Xu Chun's call from outside the door: "You two, come out quickly, dinner's ready."

Tang Chong put his arm around Yang Pengfei's shoulder and said, "Alright, it's settled then. Let's go out for dinner." As they reached the door, he added, "Oh, by the way, the PIN for this card is the last six digits of your phone number. I'll be transferring money to this card from now on. Hehe, remember to check the balance often!"

At the dinner table, Yang Pengfei and Tang Chong drank baijiu (Chinese liquor), while Xia Bing and Xu Chun drank red wine. The four of them chatted and laughed, creating a lively atmosphere. Xia Bing, in particular, was completely at ease despite it being her first time at someone's home, constantly offering toasts and drinks, thoroughly enjoying herself! Yang Pengfei couldn't help but say, "You should drink less. If you get drunk, how will you get home tonight?"

"I'm here for you. If I get drunk, you can carry me home."

"Yes, yes, Xia is right. As long as you don't get drunk, it's fine. Come on, let's keep drinking." Xu Chun was also in high spirits and poured Xia Bing another glass of red wine. Seeing this, Yang Pengfei could only shake his head and smile wryly, saying nothing more.

"They can drink theirs, we'll drink ours, cheers!" Tang Chong raised his glass to Yang Pengfei.

"Okay, cheers!"

The meal lasted nearly two hours, and all four enjoyed themselves immensely. Yang Pengfei drank about half a jin of baijiu (Chinese liquor), but remained clear-headed and walked steadily. Xia Bing, on the other hand, was not so lucky. She had drunk quite a bit of red wine, and although her mind was still relatively clear, she walked unsteadily, clearly intoxicated. She almost tripped and fell as she walked from the dining table to the sofa. Yang Pengfei quickly went over to support her, saying, "I told you not to drink so much! Look, you can't even walk straight."

Xia Bing giggled and said, "I'm happy."

Xu Chun said, "You'll have to take her home later, okay?"

Yang Pengfei smiled wryly and said, "If I don't take her home, who will? Can I rely on your wife?" He then looked at Tang Chong, who was now flushed and slumped on the table, motionless.

Xu Chun laughed, "Him? He can't hold his liquor as well as I can, but he's stubborn when he drinks. Luckily, he just falls asleep when he's drunk, unlike some people who get drunk and act crazy. If that were the case, I wouldn't give him a single drop of alcohol."

The two sat for a while longer, then Yang Pengfei stood up and said, "It's getting late, we should head back. Thank you for your hospitality." He then helped Xia Bing, who was almost drowsy, to her feet.

Chapter 28 Stay with Me for the Night

Xu Chun said, "I'm really sorry, look, Tang Chong is so drunk. Otherwise, we could have asked him to drive you home."

Yang Pengfei laughed, "No need, we already agreed at the dinner table that I would take this drunkard home. Okay, you don't need to take him home either, hurry back and take care of Tang Chong."

"Alright, take care, keep in touch, goodbye!"

Sitting in the taxi on the way back, Xia Bing, who seemed a little dazed, suddenly reached out and pinched Yang Pengfei's thigh, making Yang Pengfei grit his teeth in pain. He asked in surprise, "What are you doing? Are you drunk and confused?"

"You're the one who's confused. I'm asking you, why did you call me a drunkard just now?" Xia Bing raised her face, which was flushed from drinking, and said.

"Hehe, you heard everything? I thought you were drunk."

"Hmph, you think you can talk bad about me just because I can't hear you?" After saying that, Xia Bing reached out as if to pinch his thigh, which scared Yang Pengfei so much that he quickly grabbed her wrist and begged for mercy, "Okay, okay, it was my fault, I apologize, okay?"

"Hehe, that's more like it, but to punish you for talking bad about me just now, you have to lend me your shoulder for free."

"What for?"

"Just come here." Xia Bing pulled Yang Pengfei's arm forcefully, pulling him closer to her, and then rested her head on his shoulder and said, "Mmm, that feels so good, I'm going to take a nap, don't move around, okay? Wake me up when we get home." After saying that, she closed her eyes.

Looking at Xia Bing's rosy face, long eyelashes, and slightly heaving chest, as well as the mixed scent of alcohol and perfume emanating from her body, Yang Pengfei began to feel restless again. He recalled the time he and Sister Yun sat in the taxi. That time, neither of them could resist each other's temptations, and they indulged in a night of carnal revelry. Now, that night seemed to be repeating itself tonight. He didn't know if he could resist the temptation again. But in his heart, Yang Pengfei kept telling himself, "Hold on, you absolutely can't do anything to Xia Bing. Xia Bing is different from Sister Yun; she's still a girl full of fantasies about love. If I can't give her a future, I absolutely can't do anything to her."

Xia Bing lived in a one-bedroom apartment. Although the apartment wasn't large, it was tastefully decorated, clearly a girl's room. Yang Pengfei first helped Xia Bing to sit on a small sofa in the living room, then poured her a glass of ice water from the water dispenser.

"Thank you! Ugh, my head is so dizzy!" Xia Bing said lazily, lying on the sofa.

"You deserve to be dizzy! Who told you to drink so much?"

"Hehe, I'm just happy!" Xia Bing took a sip of ice water and said, "Look, what do you think of my room?"

Yang Pengfei looked around the living room and felt that although the space was a little small, it wasn't cramped. The furnishings were neat and orderly, and there were small decorations scattered around, making the whole room very cute and cozy. Yang Pengfei sincerely praised, "Not bad, very well decorated!"

"Hehe, I also think it's alright, it's just a little small, otherwise I would have decorated it even better." Xia Bing said with some pride.

"A room doesn't need to be big to be elegant. Fragrance doesn't depend on the number of flowers. A small room doesn't affect its taste. I think your room is really nice, it gives people a warm and homey feeling, much better than my house in Donghai."

"Really? Doesn't your girlfriend help you tidy up the room?" Xia Bing asked meaningfully.

“Oh, she’s too busy with work, leaving early and returning late, she doesn’t have time.” Yang Pengfei didn’t want to talk about his girlfriend anymore. Then he noticed a small desk in the corner of the room, with writing brush, ink, paper, and inkstone on it. He quickly changed the subject, saying, “Oh! You like calligraphy?” He walked towards the desk and saw a sheet of white paper with some characters written on it with a small brush. Yang Pengfei picked it up and saw it was a poem, “Jiang Cheng Zi,” by the Northern Song Dynasty writer Su Shi: “Ten years have passed, life and death are separated by a vast distance, I don’t think of you, yet I can’t forget you. A lonely grave a thousand miles away, nowhere to speak of my sorrow. Even if we met, you wouldn’t recognize me, my face covered in dust, my temples like frost. Last night, in a dream, I suddenly returned home, to the small window where you were combing your hair. We looked at each other speechlessly, only tears streaming down our faces. I know that every year, at this place of heartbreak, on a moonlit night, by the short pine hill, my heart will break.”

Looking at the neat and upright small characters, Yang Pengfei was even more surprised. Nowadays, not many people know this skill, especially girls. Yang Pengfei couldn't help but exclaim, "I never expected you to have such beautiful handwriting!"

"I'm quite interested in classical Chinese culture," Xia Bing said, appearing beside Yang Pengfei at some point. "I enjoy things like couplets, calligraphy, and poetry. Take this poem, Su Shi's 'Jiang Cheng Zi,' for example; I really love it."

Yang Pengfei nodded in agreement, saying, "This poem is very sincere and moving. Throughout the poem, the poet uses simple, almost vernacular language to depict genuine feelings and deeply express his dream; the interplay of reality and imagination, the balance of light and heavy, leaves no trace of artifice, yet its meaning is profound. The poet's choice of the 'Jiang Cheng Zi' tune for a lament is perfectly fitting. The 'Jiang Cheng Zi' tune..." Where there is rhyme, all are level tones, used in the three, five, and seven-character lines, and repeated, creating a harmonious yet varied rhythm. In terms of content, it expresses a deep and complex emotion. Furthermore, it fully utilizes the strengths of varying line lengths, leaving the reader with a lingering sense of enjoyment. Therefore, Chen Shidao, one of the Six Gentlemen of the Su School, praised this poem with the lines, "Its sound should reach the heavens, its tears should reach the springs."

Xia Bing was both surprised and delighted by Yang Pengfei's insights into the poem. She was surprised that he had such a deep understanding of it, and delighted that they shared a common interest, giving her a feeling of having met a kindred spirit.

"You also studied Chinese literature in university?" Xia Bing asked excitedly.

In fact, Yang Pengfei's knowledge in this area was entirely due to the influence of his father, who had attended a private school for several years. Because of his father's education, he possessed a certain air of an ancient scholar, often speaking with classical Chinese phrases. The family also had many books on this subject, and Yang Pengfei, having grown up surrounded by it, coupled with his own interest, knew quite a bit about Tang and Song poetry.

"No, I studied chemistry in university; literature is just a hobby," Yang Pengfei said, glancing back at Xia Bing and noticing the surprised and delighted expression on her face, her eyes filled with admiration. Feeling quite pleased with himself, he continued to boast, "As for elegies, Su Shi's 'Jiang Cheng Zi' is arguably the earliest, but there are several poems in ancient Chinese literature that mourn the death of a wife or husband. A famous example is from the *Book of Songs*, 'Ge Sheng'..." "Poems such as Pan Yue's 'Elegy for the Deceased' from the Jin Dynasty, Yuan Zhen's 'Lament for the Deceased' from the Tang Dynasty, He Zhu's 'The Wren's Sky' from the Song Dynasty, and Nalan Xingde's 'The Golden Thread Melody' from the Qing Dynasty are all examples." At this point, Yang Pengfei glanced back at Xia Bing, only to see her looking up at him with admiration and appreciation. Yang Pengfei was startled, thinking, "If I show off like this, won't she like me even more?" Thinking this, he immediately regretted it, cursing himself for being unable to change his ways and always wanting to show off in front of girls.

He originally wanted to continue showing off, but remembering this, he changed his words, saying, "That's all I know."

"But you already know much more than I do," Xia Bing said admiringly.

"Hehe, where? Actually, I learned all of this from the internet. I'm just showing off what I learned on the spot," Yang Pengfei said. "Besides, your handwriting is really beautiful. Compared to yours, mine is just scribbles."

"Really? Is my handwriting really that good?" Xia Bing was very happy to receive Yang Pengfei's affirmation.

"Of course, you're a talented woman, truly a talented woman," Yang Pengfei flattered without missing a beat.

"Do you like talented women?" Xia Bing asked softly.

Yang Pengfei was caught off guard by her sudden question and could only stammer, "I...I like them!"

"Really?" Xia Bing's face turned even redder, her clear eyes filled with tenderness as she looked at Yang Pengfei. Her breathing became rapid, and in the quiet night, they seemed to be able to hear each other's heartbeats.

Suddenly, Yang Pengfei sensed a dangerous atmosphere. If things continued like this, he might be captivated by Xia Bing's alluring charm and do something to her. He quickly composed himself and said, "It's getting late, I should go back. You should get some rest too." He turned to leave. However, just as he reached for the door lock, something unexpected happened.

Xia Bing hugged him from behind, her arms tightly wrapped around his waist, and murmured, "Pengfei, don't go. Stay and keep me company for one night."

Yang Pengfei was stunned by her boldness, moved by her devotion, and aroused by the sight of her full breasts pressed against his back. But he suppressed his complex emotions and said, "Xia, don't do this. I already have a girlfriend, and I'm leaving tomorrow. It wouldn't be fair to you if I stayed."

"I don't care! I just want you to stay with me for one night. After tonight, you can go your own way tomorrow. I don't ask anything of you." She hugged him even tighter. Yang Pengfei felt a burning desire within him. If this continued, he knew he would lose control. He tried to turn around, attempting to push Xia Bing away.

But before he could speak, Xia Bing's soft lips pressed against his, fiercely kissing him and silencing his words. Instantly, Yang Pengfei's mind went blank, his body stiffened, and he allowed Xia Bing's soft, delicate tongue to roam freely in his mouth. Her hands, which had been around his waist, gradually moved upwards, encircling his neck. Soon, Xia Bing's body grew hot, her face flushed, and soft moans escaped her lips.

Yang Pengfei's desire was completely ignited. He no longer cared about anything else. He began to passionately kiss Xia Bing, one hand tightly holding her waist, while the other hand began to move restlessly upwards, gradually covering Xia Bing's delicate and firm breasts. Even through a layer of clothing, he could still feel the amazing protrusion and bounce of those jade peaks. Yang Pengfei couldn't help but knead and squeeze them, wanting to open Xia Bing's fragrant embrace and explore its depths. Looking at Xia

Bing, whose face was flushed with embarrassment, Yang Pengfei placed his hands on Xia Bing's shoulders and arms, then lowered his head and slowly approached her pure and elegant face. He opened his mouth and kissed her sweet and rosy lips, extending his large, blood-red tongue to attack her cherry-like mouth.

Feeling Yang Pengfei's lips envelop hers, Xia Bing instinctively clenched her teeth, blocking his tongue. Her blushing face turned even redder with shame…

Seeing Xia Bing's tightly closed teeth, Yang Pengfei didn't rush in. He chuckled lewdly, then teased her white teeth with his tongue, while his hands, resting on her soft shoulders, began to move…

Under Yang Pengfei's skillful teasing, Xia Bing's breathing quickened, and a blush rose to her pure and elegant face. Then, her tightly closed teeth were slowly pried open by Yang Pengfei's tongue.

Entering Xia Bing's mouth, Yang Pengfei didn't immediately search for her hidden tongue. Instead, he licked and teased the tender flesh on her sides, while his hands slowly began to remove her white shirt.

Xia Bing naturally felt Yang Pengfei's flirtatious actions. Her heart was filled with both shyness and anticipation. She let his hands remove her clothes, feeling her beloved man's tongue licking and kissing her mouth. Her two soft, white arms tightly embraced Yang Pengfei's neck, pressing their lips even closer together…

After licking and kissing the sweet flesh inside Xia Bing's mouth for a while, Yang Pengfei's tongue began searching for that pink little tongue. Finally, he found it deep inside her mouth, then curled it up, licking and sucking the sweet saliva on it, causing Xia Bing's little tongue to intertwine with his own in her mouth…

Gradually, Xia Bing learned… They began with some basic kissing motions, licking and kissing each other back and forth. Her sweet, rosy lips started to breathe rapidly, emitting a faint, delicate fragrance…

They kissed for an unknown amount of time before their lips finally parted. Seeing Xia Bing's pure and elegant face flushed and her panting, a lewd smile gradually appeared on Yang Pengfei's handsome face. He gently stroked her blushing cheeks and smiled, saying, "Bing'er, did the kiss feel good?"

Hearing Yang Pengfei's flirtatious words, Xia Bing felt even more shy, her pure and elegant face turning even redder. Although she didn't speak, she nodded slightly.

Their breathing gradually calmed down, and the blush on Xia Bing's pure and elegant face faded. She looked up at Yang Pengfei, about to speak, when she suddenly met his lustful and burning gaze. A blush returned to her face, and she whispered shyly, "Pengfei, will you take Bing'er tonight? Bing'er wants to be your woman."

Hearing Xia Bing's words, Yang Pengfei gently stroked her blushing face and softly asked, "Bing'er, are you really not going to regret it?"

"No regrets. Bing'er has decided to become your woman tonight." After saying this, Xia Bing looked up, her beautiful eyes fixed earnestly on Yang Pengfei.

Seeing Xia Bing's earnest and gentle eyes, Yang Pengfei's lewd smile grew even more lewd as he chuckled and said, "Since Bing'er wants to be my woman so much, then tonight I'll let Bing'er taste the pleasures of being a woman." With that, Yang Pengfei's lewd hand removed the coat from Xia Bing's body, revealing a snow-white and tender body. A snow-white and alluring bra deeply attracted his gaze, making Yang Pengfei's eyes fixed on the bra.

Xia Bing, her beautiful eyes closed, noticed Yang Pengfei hadn't taken any further action. She secretly opened her eyes to look at him, and when she saw him staring blankly at her chest, her face flushed crimson

. She closed her eyes again, lowered her head, and felt an overwhelming shame that made her want to disappear. It took Yang Pengfei a while to recover. Seeing Xia Bing's flushed face and lowered head, his lewd smile widened. He grasped her soft, snowy shoulders and chuckled, "Baby, are you feeling very shy right now?"

Xia Bing didn't speak, only nodded slightly.

He cupped Xia Bing's cheeks in his hands, turning her to face him. Seeing her shy expression with her beautiful eyes closed, he kissed her delicate, rosy lips, then gently laid her body onto the soft bed, placing a pillow under her beautiful, shapely buttocks...

With her eyes closed, Xia Bing could feel Yang Pengfei's movements and guess what kind of look was in his eyes and what kind of smile was on his face. Her blushing face turned even redder.

Gazing at the flawless, snow-white body beneath him, the mysterious area where only a glimpse of her soft, white breasts was visible beneath her snow-white bra deeply captivated Yang Pengfei's eyes. He stared intently at that spot for a long while before finally looking away. Seeing Xia Bing's blushing face and tightly closed eyes, his lewd smile grew even more lascivious. His two lewd hands began to gently caress Xia Bing's delicate, snow-white body…

Xia Bing immediately felt Yang Pengfei's lewd hands caressing her body, and the waves of pleasure made her breathing quicken. At the same time, she felt her body gradually heating up, as if she were on fire, and her body began to writhe…

Seeing Xia Bing's reaction, Yang Pengfei's lewd smile grew even more lascivious. After caressing Xia… Ice, with her fair and tender body, began to caress downwards with her hands, slowly unbuttoning her tight jeans and gradually pulling them down... Yang Pengfei's gaze was fixed on her alluring triangle, watching the white cotton panties, his waning desire gradually returning, his previously soft erection growing stronger, harder, and longer... Soon, a pair of fair and tender thighs appeared in his field of vision, deeply attracting Yang Pengfei's gaze...

The cool sensation below made Xia Bing, whose beautiful eyes were tightly closed, immediately realize that her pants had been taken off. Her blushing face turned even redder, and her delicate hands, gripping the sheets, instinctively covered her pure and elegant face. At the same time, she sat up on the bed, looking shyly at Yang Pengfei, who was staring blankly at her.

Xia Bing's actions snapped Yang Pengfei out of his daze. Seeing her blushing face, his smile became even more lewd. He caressed her soft, white shoulders and slowly placed her delicate, boneless body onto the bed...

Feeling Yang Pengfei's hands gradually placing her body on the bed, Xia Bing immediately knew what he was going to do, and her blushing face turned even redder.

Seeing Xia Bing's appearance, Yang Pengfei's lewd smile widened even further. He placed her body on the bed and pressed his face against her snow-white flesh. A faint, virginal fragrance wafted into his nostrils, causing him to involuntarily take a deep breath. He felt a surge of pleasure and exclaimed to Xia Bing with delight, "Good Bing'er, your body is truly perfect!"

Yang Pengfei's words caused Xia Bing's once innocent face to flush crimson instantly. She covered her face with her delicate hands, her cheeks burning red.

Gently removing her soft, white hands, Yang Pengfei gazed at her with a lewd grin, inhaling the rich fragrance emanating from her snow-white body with intoxication.

After a while, Xia Bing sensed that Yang Pengfei had stopped making any further moves, and a slight disappointment crept into her heart. She slowly opened her tightly closed eyes and found Yang Pengfei staring at her with a lewd grin. Her face flushed even more, and she quickly closed her eyes again, feeling so ashamed she wanted to disappear into a hole.

After watching Xia Bing's snow-white, soft body for a while, Yang Pengfei lowered his head, opened his lips, and took her sexy, tender red lips into his mouth. He then entered her mouth and began to lick and kiss her pink tongue, sucking its sweet saliva. While licking and kissing, Yang Pengfei's hands weren't idle either; they roamed over her snow-white, soft body, caressing and kneading, feeling Xia Bing's elastic skin…

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