[Urban] A Romantic Transformation (Complete) - 13

Chapter 70 Corrupt Official Falls from Grace In

Dongyang in 1993, business cards were rarely used. Every time Zhang Dacheng handed out a business card, he felt a sense of accomplishment, as if he were a real government official. In reality, a government-affiliated position was merely a temporary government employee; the salary and benefits were far inferior to those of government employees, and poor performance could lead to dismissal.

Tang Ziliang frowned slightly as he looked at the business card. The deputy director of the Tourism Bureau was named Zhang Yucheng. Could this Zhang Dacheng be a relative of Zhang Yucheng?

Tang Ziliang asked with a smile, "Ah, may I ask how you address Deputy Director Zhang of the Tourism Bureau?"

Zhang Dacheng's eyes lit up, and he smiled, "Brother Tang, so you're in the industry. Deputy Director Zhang is my uncle." Perhaps because of this relationship, Zhang Dacheng felt he was a person of status and position, and his speech became increasingly condescending.

Tang Ziliang laughed, "I wouldn't call myself a government official. Well, I'm worried about my sister's job, so I've been asking around and found out the names of several leaders in the tourism bureau. But I don't have any connections, so I'm really worried about it." When Liangzi mentioned his sister, he pointed to Bai Yun.

Zhang Dacheng immediately became smug. So she's just an ordinary person with no connections. Judging by his sister's situation, this Tang guy won't be doing much better.

His tone immediately turned official: "This matter... I'm also in a dilemma. Boss Hu Changshou is your friend, right? He asked me to do this, and I should be doing it, but as you know, our tourism bureau is a crucial department. The bureaucracy is a deep and murky place; things aren't easy to handle!"

Tang Ziliang smiled and said, "Then I'll trouble you to put in the effort. If Brother Zhang helps, I'll definitely reward you handsomely."

Zhang Dacheng opened his mouth, saying it was difficult, difficult, but the girl sitting next to him shook his arm and said, "Just do it!"

Bai Yun had been holding back, but seeing his pretentious manner, and remembering how disgusting he was when he tried to sexually harass her that day... Seeing his ugly face, she felt nauseous and said coldly, "Hey Zhang, stop pretending to be a big shot! Get the hell away from me! What a piece of trash, a complete idiot!"

Zhang Dacheng's face immediately fell, and he stopped pretending to be a scholar. He slammed his fist on the table in anger and embarrassment, "Damn it! I'm giving you face and you don't appreciate it. If it weren't for Hu Changshou's sake, I would have fucking killed you long ago. Let me tell you, if you keep acting tough with me, I'll have someone beat you up tomorrow! You think Old Hu is nothing?"

Bai Yun stood up and was about to throw her drink at him when Tang Ziliang glared at her and said, "Sit down!" For some reason, Bai Yun felt a tremor in her heart and slowly sat down.

Tang Ziliang smiled at Zhang Dacheng: "What's wrong, Zhang Dacheng? I don't like hearing you insult my sister. Let's talk about work. How are you going to help her out?"

Zhang Dacheng was a scoundrel, and now he was even more enraged. He looked at Tang Ziliang arrogantly: "So what if I insulted your sister? I'll just insult her! What can you do to me? Work? Fine, ten thousand yuan! I'll give her an office job! No money? Let your sister sleep with me! And sleep with my uncle! If your sister serves me well, I'll give her a deputy section chief position!"

"Get the hell out of here!" Bai Yun got angrier and angrier, and picked up her drink and threw it at Zhang Dacheng.

Red liquid slowly trickled down Zhang Dacheng's face, but Zhang Dacheng sneered coldly, wiping the drink off his face: "Good for you! I'll send you back to the police station. I'm not giving face to anyone today! If you don't sleep with me, I'll send you to jail."

Tang Ziliang laughed: "Zhang Dacheng, you're really good at cursing. Okay, you're pretty awesome. You have a price tag for your job. You're really something, being a junior section chief at the tourism bureau."

As he spoke, he took out his phone from his bag and dialed Huang Han's number: "Huang Han? I recognize the voice. Okay, get to Nightingale right now. Emergency meeting. Also, call Zhang Yucheng." "I know it's nighttime! Come when I tell you to! Okay, it's an emergency meeting of the Tourism Bureau Party Committee!"

Tang Ziliang hung up the phone, and Zhang Dacheng sneered, "Trying to fool idiots with a fake phone? Let me tell you, when I was doing this, you were still breastfeeding! Trying to scare me? I'm not that stupid." He then said to the girl next to him, "Go to the bar and call the police, find Brother Hu, and tell him someone bullied me!"

The girl knew Bai Yun and wanted to settle things peacefully, so she advised, "Brother Zhang, let it go!" Zhang Dacheng glared at her, "Go when I tell you to!" The girl reluctantly got up and walked towards the bar.

In less than ten minutes, Huang Han, Zhang Dacheng, and two other deputy directors of the Tourism Bureau squeezed through the crowd, everyone was confused, why were they having an emergency meeting in a nightclub?

Fortunately, the guests' attention was drawn to the exciting performances on stage, and no one noticed this corner.

When Zhang Dacheng saw his uncle rushing over breathlessly, he was dumbfounded. Seeing his uncle humbly address Tang Ziliang as Deputy County Head, Zhang Dacheng's head buzzed. In Dongyang, only one person could be addressed as Deputy County Head Tang by such an expression: Tang Ziliang, the Deputy County Head in charge of science, education, culture, and health!

Tang Ziliang looked at the several directors and deputy directors of the Tourism Bureau standing before him and smiled: "Very good, you've done a great job! You've all done a skillful job! I admire you, I can't help but admire you! I, Tang Ziliang, have never seen anyone as capable as you in my life!"

The bureau leaders didn't understand what he meant. They could only laugh it off, but then Tang Ziliang suddenly frowned and slammed his hand on the coffee table: "What are you all doing?!"

For a moment, time seemed to freeze; the bureau leaders were all trembling with fear. They had never seen Tang Ziliang so angry.

Tang Ziliang pointed at the dumbfounded Zhang Dacheng: "This is the personnel section chief you appointed! Very good! Very capable! Job positions are clearly priced: ordinary clerk, ten thousand yuan. Deputy section chief, he makes girls sleep with him for one night... oh, no, Director Zhang Yucheng. He even makes them sleep with you for one night! Haha, just how many female subordinates have you slept with!"

Deputy Director Zhang's face turned green. He really wanted to find a rope to strangle his stupid nephew, but now he didn't dare to move. His back was completely soaked with cold sweat.

"All of you, submit your resignations tomorrow! A bunch of scum!" Tang Ziliang picked up his teacup and gulped down water. In the small corner, it was so quiet you could hear a pin drop, except for the sound of Tang Ziliang drinking tea.

"Deputy County Chief Tang... I... I want to say a few words," a deputy director stammered.

Tang Ziliang said, "Speak!"

"We made serious mistakes in our work, but the main responsibility lies with Deputy Director Zhang. I'm not trying to shirk responsibility, but Deputy Director Zhang is in charge of the Tourism Bureau's work entirely; we can't get involved. Even Director Huang can't command the section chiefs and department heads."

Huang Han tugged at his sleeve and said, "Old Li, stop talking." Then, with a sincere expression, he said to Tang Ziliang, "Deputy County Head Tang, it was my mistake. I'll resign tomorrow."

Tang Ziliang grunted in agreement. Just then, Guo Fang squeezed through the crowd. Seeing the large number of people, she hesitated for a moment, then walked over and whispered to Zhang Dacheng, "Brother Zhang, give me some face, don't cause trouble here. We can resolve this later."

Although her voice was low, everyone present heard her clearly. Deputy Director Zhang almost fainted. What had this spendthrift nephew done this time?

Tang Ziliang pretended not to recognize Guo Fang and asked, "You're the manager here, right? What's the matter?"

Guo Fang smiled and said, "Ah, it seems Brother Zhang had a small misunderstanding with you and called the police to arrest you. I stopped the police at the door, didn't I? I'm just doing business here; it's not good to cause too much trouble. Please, just give me face and stop making a fuss. Apologize to Brother Zhang, and this will be over. Thank you for giving me face!" Guo Fang also pretended not to recognize Liangzi; he was slapping the Zhang family uncle and nephew in the face.

Tang Ziliang sneered at Zhang Dacheng, then at Deputy Director Zhang, and said coldly, "Looks like if I don't apologize to you, I'll be going to the police station!"

"Ouch!" Deputy Director Zhang suddenly clutched his chest and slumped down, his heart unable to withstand the blow, triggering his chronic high blood pressure.

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Tang Ziliang snorted coldly: "Send him home, and process

his resignation tomorrow!" Several bureau chiefs nodded. Tang Ziliang said, "You can go back now. Hold a meeting yourselves tomorrow! Give me a solution to the problem!"

The bureau chiefs looked at each other, feeling somewhat relieved that they didn't have to resign after hearing Tang Ziliang's last words, but also somewhat uneasy. What was Deputy County Chief Tang thinking? Several deputy directors all turned their gazes to Huang Han, knowing that Director Huang and Deputy County Head Tang were quite close. It seemed that whether Wusha could be saved this time depended on Huang Han's decision.

Huang Han, however, was somewhat smug. He knew that Deputy Director Zhang intended to appoint his nephew as the deputy head of the personnel department, so he deliberately handed over power to Old Zhang, waiting to find something to use against his nephew. He hadn't expected it to happen so quickly, and coincidentally, it had run into Deputy County Head Tang's line of fire. Now, Old Zhang would never be able to recover. As for the Zhang family uncle and nephew openly selling official positions, Huang Han would certainly be held responsible, but he figured that after the matter was investigated, Deputy County Head Tang wouldn't take him down. Instead, he could take this opportunity to make a move on those deputy directors who usually followed Old Zhang's lead.

Several bureau chiefs and Guo Fang helped Old Zhang leave. Bai Yun remained silent, watching as Tang Ziliang harshly reprimanded these portly officials like servants. They didn't dare utter a sound. One bureau chief, with gray hair and an age that could easily be Tang Ziliang's grandfather, was wiping sweat from his brow with his sleeve as he was being scolded.

How arrogant were these people? On the day of her interview, one of the deputy bureau chiefs, Old Zhang, had also inspected the area, and Bai Yun vividly remembered his imposing manner. She had thought to herself, "So the director of the tourism bureau is this powerful." But this same powerful man, after being reprimanded by Tang Ziliang, suffered a stroke, collapsing like a spineless coward. It was truly pathetic.

“Tang, Tang…” Zhang Dacheng tried to speak, but Tang Ziliang had already frowned: “I don’t have time to talk to you now. Go home and prepare your confession materials. The procuratorate will be asking you to verify some issues tomorrow. Confess and you’ll be treated leniently; resist and you’ll be punished severely!”

“Ah?” Zhang Dacheng almost fainted. Knowing that any more words would only annoy Tang Ziliang more, he barely managed to stand up and, with the girl’s help, staggered out.

Tang Ziliang picked up his teacup and drank some water, but Bai Yun dared not speak again.

“Bai Yun, the tourism bureau will be recruiting again in a few days. You should try again. I think you’ll be fine. You’re beautiful, generous, and have a good temperament.”

Hearing Tang Ziliang praise her for being beautiful, generous, and having a good temperament, Bai Yun’s heart started pounding for some reason. She gave a soft “Mmm.”

“Ah, go ahead and have fun. I’m leaving now.” Tang Ziliang checked his watch; it was getting late.

Bai Yun hummed in agreement and obediently stood up and walked towards the dance floor. Reaching the crowd, she couldn't help but glance back at Tang Ziliang again. Looking at his slightly lonely figure, she sighed. She decided to let her earlier infatuation be just a beautiful dream; this man was unattainable for her.

"Wow!" Qian'er cried out in Liangzi's ear, startling Tang Ziliang, who had been resting with his eyes closed, so he sat up abruptly. Then she saw Xu Yanyun pinching Qian'er's ear and spanking her bottom: "Naughty child, can't you let your godfather take a little longer nap?"

Qian'er struggled with her little arms, but was still hit and cried out in pain. Tang Ziliang laughed, "Alright, alright, I've been sitting here for so long, it's time to wash up and go to bed." He reached out and snatched Qian'er from Xu Yanyun's grasp. Qian'er glared angrily at Xu Yanyun, looking defiant.

Tang Ziliang patted her head: "Don't glare at Mom like that, apologize to your mother right now!"

Chapter 71 Mother-in-law's Wild Thoughts

Qian'er pouted and obediently apologized. Summer had arrived, and Qian'er wore a red dress with white lace trim, which Tang Ziliang had bought for her in Jiangcheng city. Paired with little red leather shoes, she looked even more like a pretty Barbie doll. Seeing the red finger marks on her little arms, Tang Ziliang felt a pang of heartache and gently rubbed them a few times. Qian'er's big eyes immediately lit up with a smile, and she kissed Tang Ziliang on the cheek.

Tang Ziliang smiled; perhaps it was true, as the newspapers and magazines said, that children this age hadn't completely lost their sixth sense and could sense who was genuinely good to them.

"Sister Yanyun, wait a moment, I have something to talk to you about." Seeing Xu Yanyun putting on her apron and preparing to cook, Tang Ziliang called out to her. He then said to Qian'er, "Go back to your room and do your homework. Close the door and don't eavesdrop." Qian'er obediently agreed and went into his small room carrying her large schoolbag.

Seeing her small body carrying such a large schoolbag looked rather disproportionate. Although she looked cute, Tang Ziliang still frowned. Schoolbags were too heavy for children these days, but he felt powerless to change it. Everyone wanted to cross the single-plank bridge of the college entrance examination. Without changing the domestic education system, empty talk about reducing the burden on students was completely ineffective.

"Liangzi, what's up?" Sister Yanyun was wearing a little red dress, revealing her smooth calves. Her red high-heeled sandals were at least five inches high, sexy and alluring. Her apron was small, tightly cinching Xu Yanyun's waist, making her ample breasts even more prominent.

Tang Ziliang coughed and pointed to the sofa: "Sit down and talk." Xu Yanyun

sat down gracefully. The longer she spent with Tang Ziliang, the more she understood him. She knew Liangzi liked Qian'er very much, and seemed to have feelings for her.

"Sister Yanyun, how's work going lately?"

Sister Yanyun thought to herself, "So it's him who cares about my work. This Tang Ziliang is really a good person." Xu Yanyun obediently said, "Thank you for your concern, Deputy County Chief Tang. My work is pretty good now."

Tang Ziliang nodded, thought for a moment, and said, "When you have time, you should enroll in an open university to recharge yourself."

Xu Yanyun was stunned. "Hehe, I'm a mother now, and I still need to go to an open university to study... What do you think I should study?"

Tang Ziliang frowned and said, "Isn't it good to tell you to learn more? I won't harm you. You can enroll in whatever you want to learn." After saying that, Tang Ziliang realized that he couldn't talk to his mother-in-law from his previous life like that. Xu Yanyun was Qian'er's biological mother, not some incompetent subordinate, and certainly not his punching bag. What was wrong with him? He seemed to be treating Sister Yanyun too poorly as his mother-in-law.

Xu Yanyun lowered her head and obediently hummed in agreement, making Tang Ziliang feel even more guilty. "If you need anything, just tell me. Don't treat yourself like an outsider."

Xu Yanyun hummed again, and Tang Ziliang continued, "Sister Yanyun, things have been a bit complicated lately. I'm letting you learn a skill for your own good. I won't be coming over as often as before."

Xu Yanyun hummed again, then suddenly looked up and asked, "Vice County Head Tang, is someone gossiping?"

Tang Ziliang thought to himself, Yanyun isn't entirely without breasts. He smiled and said, "You don't need to guess anymore. Remember my words, study more, and keep a low profile."

Sister Yanyun hesitated for a moment, then said, "How about we move out? Don't affect Vice County Chief Tang's future."

Tang Ziliang frowned and said, "What are you guessing now? If you move out now, wouldn't that just be trying to cover it up? Just remember my words, don't overthink it. With me here, the heavens won't come down. Go cook, I'm hungry!" He thought to himself: If I can't even take care of you two, how can I face Qian'er?

Xu Yanyun obediently got up and went to the kitchen, but secretly she kept laughing to herself: I was so scared, I thought he was going to kick us out.

Xu Yanyun naturally knew who had provided her with such a comfortable job and life. Now that she had left Tang Ziliang, she didn't know what to do.

While busy in the kitchen, Xu Yanyun thought about Tang Ziliang's words and pondered. Could it be that Deputy County Head Tang was about to fall? She didn't know the extent of Tang Ziliang's wealth, but seeing his extravagant private life, she guessed he had financial problems.

Imagining Tang Ziliang in jail, Yanyun felt a little scared. It seemed she really needed to learn a skill; in case Liangzi fell, perhaps she could help him.

"If that really happens, I'll let you taste what it's like to serve someone, hehe," Xu Yanyun laughed, imagining Tang Ziliang falling from power and relying on her for support.

That morning, the county government held a meeting to discuss a document the propaganda department was preparing to issue. At this moment, Tang Ziliang's phone rang. He had forgotten to turn it off before the meeting, smiled apologetically, hung up, and turned it off.

After the meeting ended, Tang Ziliang walked out of the conference room. Just as he turned on his phone, it rang again. It was He Cheng calling: "Liangzi, how about we grab a drink tonight?"

Before Tang Ziliang could speak, He Cheng added with a laugh, "Xiaoyue and I are in the county town, waiting to invite you to dinner. You dare not come, kid?"

Hearing that He Yue was back, Tang Ziliang exclaimed, patting his head. Of course, it was mid-June; she should be on summer vacation. He had forgotten and hadn't even called to ask.

Looking at his watch, it was almost six o'clock. Liangzi smiled and said, "Okay, godfather, where should we eat? Tell me, I'll be right there." He Cheng, on the other end, keenly sensed the change in Tang Ziliang's mood, thinking to himself that his daughter's charm was still strong. He Yue was already eighteen, a young woman of marriageable age.

In a private room on the second floor of the Dongyang Hotel, Tang Ziliang saw the long-lost He Yue. He Yue wore a pale yellow dress, beautiful and charming, but her bare white feet were clad in a pair of... Wearing sexy purple high-heeled sandals, her toenails painted a light red, He Yue exuded the allure of a modern city woman. She was now quite adept at dressing up, a perfect blend of innocence and sexiness, a true enchantress. Tang Ziliang,

unaware of his own feelings, felt a burning desire for He Yue's figure at first glance, but smiled and said, "He Yue, you're home? Why didn't you call to tell me? I could have picked you up."

He Yue giggled, secretly giving Tang Ziliang a flirtatious look as her father went up to shake his hand. Tang Ziliang suddenly remembered that enchanting night, the passionate kiss, and... He Yue's delicate, alluring body, which he had touched and kissed thoroughly. Tang Ziliang's face flushed red, and he quickly turned to speak enthusiastically to He Cheng, only to be met with a glare from He Yue.

The young woman was initially quite aggrieved. She had given her first kiss to Tang Ziliang, and aside from the final hurdle, he had touched every inch of her skin. She thought Tang Ziliang would treat her better, but after she went to university, he didn't even call her once, and during summer vacation, he didn't even mention picking her up. But all her grievances melted away when she saw Tang Ziliang. "

Brother Liang must be very busy with work," she thought, "look at him, he's lost weight.

" The waiter brought out the drinks and dishes, and Tang Ziliang and He Cheng chatted as they ate. He Yue sat next to Tang Ziliang, not saying a word, but silently serving him his favorite dishes.

He Cheng smiled and clinked glasses with Tang Ziliang, saying, "Thank you for the land thing last time, godfather." He Cheng's large supermarket was already completed; it was indeed in a good location. Actually, Tang Ziliang hadn't put in much effort. But He Cheng was Tang Ziliang's adoptive father. Many things were handled by those below him once they knew about them.

Tang Ziliang laughed, "Godfather, as long as you manage it diligently and find a way to make a living for the laid-off workers of the Sixth Factory, that will solve a major problem for me." He Cheng smiled and agreed repeatedly, while He Yue secretly smiled; Brother Liang was getting better and better at using official rhetoric.

"Godfather, there are many ways to make money, but you must be careful to maintain a proper balance and not break the law," Tang Ziliang reminded his godfather. He had vaguely heard rumors that He Cheng had close ties with some county-level officials, and Tang Ziliang really didn't want to see his godfather fall from grace.

He Cheng readily agreed, exchanged a few casual words, and then asked, "Liangzi, will the selection of the new district party secretary be decided at tomorrow's meeting?"

Tang Ziliang smiled; his godfather's connections in Dongyang were becoming increasingly extensive, and his information network was quite impressive; he even knew the agenda for the meeting.

"It's already decided, it's Zhang Rui," Tang Ziliang didn't hide anything from him.

"Huh?" He Cheng was taken aback. "Zhang Rui? Isn't that Old Qin?" Tang Ziliang frowned. "Godfather, don't believe everything you hear. Old Qin is getting old. He'll retire after one more term, which doesn't align with the current directive to promote younger cadres." Old Qin and Tang Ziliang had some connection; he was the district head of the North District.

He Cheng's face darkened. He shook his head and said, "Oh no, oh no, this is terrible."

Tang Ziliang asked curiously, "Godfather, what does it matter to you who becomes the district party secretary? Who becomes the secretary doesn't affect how you do business." He Cheng had contracted the Sixth Branch Factory and was considered a successful businessman in Dongyang County.

He Cheng shook his head. "Liangzi, you don't know. I was planning to buy a piece of land nearby to expand the factory. The local residents in the New District have a lot of complaints about this. Humph, they're all jealous. They all want more compensation for the demolition. Old Qin had already agreed to..." He Cheng abruptly stopped speaking.

Tang Ziliang didn't speak, but glanced at He Cheng. Instinctively, he felt this would cause trouble for his adoptive father.

"Good daughter, go buy your dad a pack of cigarettes, the Double Happiness kind." Double Happiness cigarettes cost two yuan and fifty cents a pack back then. They were produced in Jiangcheng, and the smoke was very strong, but He Cheng liked to smoke them.

He Yue took the two yuan and fifty cents from He Cheng. Tang Ziliang found it amusing: "Xiao Yue, you don't even have two yuan and fifty cents?"

Hearing her brother Liangzi tease her, He Yue rolled her eyes at Tang Ziliang and reached into her brother Liangzi's pocket to get money, but accidentally touched his genitals. Tang Ziliang coughed twice, shrank back, and turned his head away. He Yue's pretty face also turned red.

After He Yue left, He Cheng leaned closer to Tang Ziliang and whispered, "Liangzi, do you think Lao Qin still has a chance?"

Smelling the pungent smell of He Cheng's cigarette smoke, Tang Ziliang shifted slightly to the side, frowned, and said, "Godfather, did you give Lao Qin money? This is a proposal from the Jiangcheng Municipal Party Committee's Organization Department; Lao Qin has no chance."

He Cheng sighed and then said, "Then, can you help me invite Zhang Rui out for dinner?"

Tang Ziliang was a little angry, but he remembered the happy years he had spent living with his adoptive father, and he also remembered his adoptive father's kindness in raising him for over a decade. Besides, Xiao Yue would be his wife in the future… Tang Ziliang sighed and made his adoptive father a cup of tea. He said, "Godfather, I know you have a wide network of connections now, and you might not listen to what I'm saying, so don't shake your head. Let me finish. It's good that you want to expand the new factory, but don't do anything too outrageous. Keep a low profile to make money. You're right, these days you can't get anything done without connections, so if you want to succeed, you need to be even more careful. Don't run into trouble, Godfather, I'm speaking from the bottom of my heart. Especially with Secretary Zhang about to take office, new officials always make a big splash, so don't run into trouble."

Tang Ziliang didn't say one more thing: "Secretary Qian's people are watching me right now. A few days ago they implied that my relationship with Xu Yanyun was inappropriate... They might use you as a scapegoat."

Chapter 72 My Little Lolita Wife

He Cheng nodded slightly. Tang Ziliang's heartfelt words moved him. He thought of raising Liangzi for more than ten years. Finally, Liangzi hadn't been a waste of his efforts. Tears welled up in his eyes, and he raised his glass, saying, "Okay. I'll do whatever you say. Come on, Liangzi, let's have a toast."

Tang Ziliang smiled, raised his glass, and clinked it against He Cheng's. He then downed the beer in one gulp; it was ice-cold and made his stomach ache. He Cheng also raised his glass and drank it all in one go, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

Just then, the door to the private room was pushed open with a bang. He Yue stormed in, fuming. "Girl, where's your cigarette?" He Cheng asked, but He Yue ignored him and went straight to Tang Ziliang. Grabbing Tang Ziliang's arm, she pulled him outside, shouting, "Brother Liang, someone bullied me! Go teach him a lesson!"

Tang Ziliang was stunned, being dragged outside by her. He was both amused and exasperated. She was still that immature girl. "I'll stand up for you? Do you expect me to fight for you?"

But hearing that He Yue had been bullied, Tang Ziliang's heart sank.

A crowd had gathered in front of a private room ahead, filled with uniformed waitresses and security guards. He Yue, still holding Tang Ziliang, squeezed through the crowd. Inside the room, several men, their faces red and necks bulging from drinking, were shouting loudly. The waitresses and security guards were trying to persuade them, but the men wouldn't back down, yelling that they wanted to find prostitutes.

Tang Ziliang glanced into the corner and noticed a pretty girl, dressed in a maid's uniform, about sixteen or seventeen years old, crouching in the corner, crying with a terrified expression. Her once-applied rouge was now streaked with smudges, and her eyes were filled with fear as she looked at the drunk men.

Hearing the waitresses' chatter, He Yue explained to Liangzi that the girl was one of the hotel's customer-attracting girls, dressed in a maid's uniform. Many of the refined guests preferred this style. Earlier, when the girl came to deliver drinks, she accidentally knocked over a plate of food, splattering a few oil spots on one of the men. This angered the patrons, who drank more than usual. Seeing the girl's beauty and tall, attractive figure, they started groping her, which alerted the girl, who called security. Now the lobby manager was here, but no amount of persuasion worked; they insisted the girl "drink a few more drinks" with them.

Upon seeing this, He Yue spoke a few words of justice, only to be met with a few foul curses from the drunkards. Enraged, she went to find Deputy County Chief Tang for support.

"Brother Liangzi, call the police for me, and have Brother Hailong deal with them." Although He Yue was using Tang Ziliang as a figurehead, she didn't drag him into the fight. Hmm, she knew how to use her power to intimidate others; a significant improvement from before.

Before Tang Ziliang could speak, one of the drunkards spotted He Yue and thought the girl was quite attractive. Pointing at He Yue, the drunkard shouted, "Her! Let her drink with us! If she's happy, we'll pay!"

Tang Ziliang's face darkened. Suddenly, a security guard shouted, "Say it to your mother!" He rushed over and punched the drunkard in the face with considerable force. The drunkard fell backward, sprawling on his chair.

Then the security guard rushed towards the remaining drunkards, punching and kicking them. Most of the drunkards could barely stand, let alone fight back. Soon, several drunkards were lying on the ground. The guard wasn't finished; he continued kicking them until two other guards pulled him away. Then, panting, he shouted, "Damn it, are you looking for death? Do you know who this girl's brother is?"

The security guards and the waitress were dumbfounded. They hadn't seen Brother Biao so fierce in a long time. Even when the boss, Fatty Huang, openly had an affair with his wife in the office, he had remained silent.

The fierce security guard, Brother Biao, knew Tang Ziliang. Tang Ziliang smiled and was about to pull He Yue back to the private room when he saw He Yue had already run off to talk to the girl. Liangzi shook his head, pushed through the crowd, and walked over.

He Cheng, intending to leave He Yue and Tang Ziliang alone, didn't follow them out. He Yue, looking helpless, said, "This girl seems frightened and wants to stay with me." The girl held He Yue's hand from behind, refusing to leave her side, looking pitifully at Tang Ziliang.

Tang Ziliang chuckled, "Then you can just consider her your sister." He Yue grimaced, glared at Tang Ziliang, and pulled the girl down to sit. Sure enough, when He Yue asked her where she was from and where her family was, the girl only said her name was Zhang Xiaoli and then fell silent.

He Cheng whispered, "She speaks with a Tujia accent, so she's probably not from Yanshan. Maybe she was trafficked?"

Tang Ziliang frowned. Just then, there was a soft knock on the door of the private room, which opened a crack, revealing Biaozi's fawning face. Tang Ziliang smiled and waved to him, "Come in." Biaozi said a few words, and Liangzi remembered that the last time he had dinner with Ma Hailong, he had just seen a policeman beat up the female lobby manager here. That female manager was his wife, well, now his ex-wife, and that policeman was his younger brother.

"How have you been lately?" Tang Ziliang asked Biaozi with a smile. Liangzi felt that Biaozi had it pretty tough, working at the same hotel as his ex-wife, and the hotel owner was his ex-wife's lover.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, thank you for your concern, Deputy County Chief Tang." Brother Biaozi smiled ingratiatingly.

Tang Ziliang then pointed to the Tujia girl, "What's going on with her? I think she's not even eighteen yet. Does Fatty Huang know about this?"

"Of course Fatty Huang knows." Mentioning Fatty Huang, a few traces of resentment immediately flashed in Brother Biaozi's eyes, which Tang Ziliang keenly caught.

“She’s from Ganba Tujia Autonomous County,” Brother Biao chuckled. “Her family is too poor, so she came here to work.”

Liangzi sighed. Ganba Tujia Autonomous County was a well-known impoverished county in the province. He patted Biaozi on the shoulder again: “If you have any difficulties, you can contact the relevant departments.” Biaozi

immediately felt a weight lift from his shoulders and smiled obsequiously, saying, “Yes, yes, yes.” Tang Ziliang shook his head.

Tang Ziliang looked at the girl again, frowned, and said to He Yue, “I’ll hand her over to Director Liu Ming of the Labor Bureau to see how to contact her family and resolve her difficulties.”

He Yue frowned, somewhat worried, and said, “Then, doesn’t that mean sending her back? I heard life in Ganba Tujia Autonomous County is very difficult.”

Tang Ziliang wasn’t the director of the Labor Bureau; what could he do?

He Yue had full confidence in Tang Ziliang and didn’t believe he would push the girl into poverty. Although reluctant, she nodded her head.

Mid-July is the hottest time of summer, but the supermarket was surprisingly cool, with the air conditioning blowing crisply. Tang Ziliang held Qian'er's hand. Qian'er carried several bags of snacks in her other hand, her bright eyes scanning the shelves. She would stop and pretend she couldn't walk any further when she saw something she liked, without actually asking for it, which made Tang Ziliang both amused and exasperated. However, the little girl and Liangzi were growing closer, and Liangzi would give her anything.

Tang Ziliang led Qian'er into the specialty products section, where the shelves were mostly filled with snacks and local products. Tang Ziliang wasn't particularly interested and went straight to the handicrafts counter. The counter was filled with a dazzling array of handicrafts: root carvings, eggshell paintings, and some jade items, all in good condition and inexpensive.

There were quite a few items, but none caught Tang Ziliang's eye. Just as he was about to take Qian'er out, he saw her put down her bag of snacks on the counter and pull out a small wallet from the small cloth pocket on the front of her lace dress. The wallet was handmade from colored paper, folded by Xu Yanyun. Seeing the paper wallet, Tang

Ziliang smiled. He hadn't expected his mother-in-law to have such a skill; she was quite dexterous. Watching Qian'er rummage through the wallet, counting her bills and coins, Tang Ziliang asked, "Qian'er, what do you want to buy?"

Qian'er pointed to a pencil case on the counter and said, "Qian'er wants to buy this pencil case." It was a colorful pencil case with a cute cartoon character, priced at two yuan.

Qian'er wrinkled her nose counting the coins. Tang Ziliang chuckled as he watched her count the money repeatedly. He could clearly see that Qian'er only had one yuan and fifty cents.

"Qian'er, let your godfather buy it for you," he said, somewhat surprised. Qian'er was actually using her own pocket money to buy stationery? When did she become so polite to me?

Qian'er shook her head, "No, I want to buy it with my own saved allowance. But, but how come Qian'er only saved one yuan and thirty cents?" Her eyes were a little red, as if she was about to cry. Tang Ziliang almost laughed out loud. How come my wife was so stupid when she was little? She's five years old and still can't count a few coins.

"Isn't it the same if your godfather buys it for you?" Seeing that Qian'er was about to cry, Tang Ziliang quickly comforted her.

"It's different. Qian'er wants to give it to Sister Er Ya. Mom said that only by buying a gift with my own money can I show my friendship to Sister Er Ya."

Seeing Qian'er biting her lip, looking pitiful, Tang Ziliang felt a pang of heartache. He hadn't expected that after taking Qian'er to play with Er Ya a few times, the two little girls would actually become good friends. Moreover, Xu Yanyun was very good at educating her daughter; no wonder she was a teacher.

Tang Ziliang scratched his head, then had an idea: "How about this? You kiss your godfather once, and your godfather will give you five yuan, okay?" He felt a little strange after saying that. What kind of nonsense was this? A wife kissing her husband, and the husband actually had to pay her?

Qian'er frowned and thought for a while, then shook her head. "No, Qian'er is grown up now. Mom said Qian'er is grown up now, and I'm not allowed to kiss boys in kindergarten."

Tang Ziliang was stunned. Xu Yanyun's way of educating Qian'er was right; how could his wife kiss other little brats?

Tang Ziliang was somewhat helpless and added, "Then I'll spank your little bottom, five yuan each time."

Qian'er was so frightened that she immediately covered her little bottom, her face contorted in pain as she took two steps back. It seemed Tang Ziliang often spanked her.

After a while, Qian'er lowered her little hand again, pitifully approached Tang Ziliang, turned her little body, and said, "Go ahead and hit me."

Tang Ziliang smiled, reached out and patted his wife's little bottom, then took out his wallet and gave her some money. So innocent! When Qian'er grew up, her pert bottom was once his favorite spot to touch.

He bought her a small pencil case. Qian'er grinned and stretched out her arms for Tang Ziliang to hug her, so Tang Ziliang had to squat down and let her hug his neck. Qian'er gave Tang Ziliang a big kiss on the cheek. She whispered, "Thank you, godfather. Mommy doesn't allow me to kiss the boys in kindergarten, but Mommy said I can kiss godfather."

Tang Ziliang was delighted, patted her little head, stood up, and watched Qian'er carefully put the remaining money into her little wallet, then pinched her little cheek. Sure enough, my wife has been a little money-grubber since she was little, so cute.

"Qian'er, let's go home. You can teach me origami; it's my girlfriend's birthday in a few days." Tang Ziliang suddenly stopped, looking at Qian'er with a pang of sadness. *You used to be so jealous, but now you don't even know what jealousy is.*

Qian'er blinked her bright eyes: "Godfather's girlfriend, is that Qian'er's godmother?"

Tang Ziliang nodded and then shook his head, thinking about how, in a dozen years, his little loli wife would grow up and be ready to get married... Ugh, it's infuriating! Must he just watch his wife grow up and become someone else's wife?*

"Qian'er, would you like to meet your future godmother?" Tang Ziliang sighed, gently taking Qian'er's hand. No matter what, Xu Xiaoqian and He Yue were the two women he cared about most in his past life.

Chapter 73 The Fake Foreigner

"Okay, is godmother pretty? Can I meet her?" Qian'er tilted her little head, "Will godmother like me?"

Tang Ziliang's mood brightened again at Qian'er's antics. He patted her head and laughed, "Of course! Qian'er is so cute, who wouldn't like her?"

At this moment, Qian'er took out her little purse and said, "I want to buy godmother a birthday present so that godmother will like Qian'er." Tang Ziliang laughed, "Good girl, she will like you."

Holding Qian'er's hand, they walked out of the specialty products section. Tang Ziliang carried a shopping basket in one hand and led Qian'er through the food section with the other. Qian'er would throw whatever she liked into the basket. After a while, the basket was full of all kinds of children's food, and Tang Ziliang was actually a little tired from carrying it.

Tang Ziliang laughed, "Qian'er, is that enough? This is enough for you to eat for a month." Qian'er smiled and nodded obediently, but then pointed to the beverage section not far away.

Tang Ziliang shook his head helplessly. He realized he was spoiling his little loli wife too much.

"Brother Liangzi?" A hesitant girl's voice came from behind. Tang Ziliang turned around to see two tall, pretty girls, both quite young. The one who called him was Bai Yun, Wei Na's friend.

Tang Ziliang smiled, "It's you! Back from training in Jiangcheng?" Bai Yun nodded, looking at Qian'er, and smiled, "What a pretty little girl."

Qian'er bowed obediently, "Hello, sisters." The girl next to Bai Yun smiled, "Little girl, you're so good with words. I'd be happy to be a generation younger than you."

Tang Ziliang smiled, "We each teach our own. This is my distant cousin's daughter, and also my goddaughter. Her name is Qian'er." Bai Yun exclaimed, then smiled, "Qian'er is so cute."

Tang Ziliang shook his head, "How's it going at the tourism bureau?"

"It's alright. Brother, let me help you with this." Seeing that the plastic bag in Tang Ziliang's hand was quite heavy, Bai Yun hurriedly took it, causing her female companion next to her to look surprised. What kind of girl would help a man carry things and be so attentive? Bai Yun was usually quite aloof.

Tang Ziliang smiled and said no, asking Qian'er, "What would you like to drink?" He actually just wanted to separate from Bai Yun. Bai Yun's female companion laughed, "We were just thinking of getting something to drink too, let's go together." This annoyed Tang Ziliang.

The four of them went to the snack area. Bai Yun ordered three Cokes, but since there was no tea, she ordered Tang Ziliang a juice instead. After chatting for a while, Tang Ziliang learned that Bai Yun's companion worked at the Construction Bank; her name was Hao Lei, a very gossipy girl.

That day, sitting in the back of the bus, Tang Ziliang couldn't help but think about his itinerary for the past few days. He was going to inspect the infrastructure of tourist attractions in Dongyang, developing tourism and culture in mountainous areas—one of his tasks.

A sudden screeching of brakes startled Tang Ziliang from his reverie. Tang Ziliang smiled; this was a tour bus. He hadn't let the driver, Lao Zhang, drive it because he wanted to personally experience the actual conditions of this main tourist route in the county.

Most of the passengers on the bus were from other provinces; there were very few tourists from within the province. There seemed to be a Southeast Asian tour group among them.

Tang Ziliang observed these Malaysians; they were all very polite and friendly to Chinese people, probably here to invest in hotel businesses in the scenic area of Dongyang.

Upon arriving at the scenic area, the tourism bureau had a dedicated person to greet them, holding a tour guide flag and acting as a translator and explain things. Surprisingly, it was Bai Yun. Listening to her not-so-fluent English, Tang Ziliang smiled. Such talent was rare indeed. After all, people with foreign language expertise were extremely scarce these days. Tang Ziliang hadn't expected to run into an acquaintance here, but Bai Yun was busy translating and didn't notice him.

Standing next to Tang Ziliang was a tall, robust young man, handsome and fair-skinned, but somewhat arrogant, always with a disdainful expression. Tang Ziliang found it somewhat amusing. Why would a wealthy and influential young man from the provincial capital come to a small place like Dongyang?

In front of Tang Ziliang and the young man, two Malaysians were pointing and whispering. One was a young man, and the other a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man, wearing glasses, was occasionally whispering something in the young man's ear.

Just then, an old man suddenly coughed, spraying a mouthful of phlegm onto the clean cement pavement. Bai Yun saw this and quickly ran over with tissues, squatting down to wipe the phlegm clean. Tang Ziliang nodded; Bai Yun was truly a good girl. The young man standing next to Tang Ziliang was stunned by Bai Yun's actions. A pure and lovely young woman in a blue tour guide uniform was meticulously wiping away the phlegm and then using a clean tissue to wipe the phlegm from the old man's mouth—a sight that commanded respect. The old man's wife, standing beside him, repeatedly expressed her gratitude.

At this moment, an unpleasant element appeared. The middle-aged Malaysian man with glasses in front of Tang Ziliang snorted disdainfully and said sarcastically, "No manners, Chinese people just have no manners." He spoke with a thick Northern Chu accent.

The middle-aged man with glasses said to the old man again, "If you're sick, go to the hospital. Spitting everywhere and being unhygienic is embarrassing for foreign guests."

Tang Ziliang frowned, but he didn't say anything. The young man next to him, however, glared and asked loudly, "Hey, four-eyed guy, what the hell are you from?"

The bespectacled middle-aged man, strutting arrogantly, said, "I'm applying for Malaysian citizenship. What? What do you want?"

The young man tried to approach, but Tang Ziliang grabbed him, saying, "Forget it, he's just a fake foreigner. Don't bother with him, it's not worth it." After all, there were many foreign tourists here, and it would be embarrassing for two Chinese to get into a fight.

Tang Ziliang glanced at the translator a few more times and sighed. This was typical foreign worship.

The young man hesitated for a moment, then didn't step forward, scoffing, "That's right, fighting with him would be giving him too much credit." This surprised Tang Ziliang. So arrogant, who was he anyway?

The bespectacled translator became smug, calling out to Bai Yun with a smile, "Miss, does your tourism bureau offer any special services?"

Bai Yun ignored him, shaking her head and pretending not to hear. The bespectacled fake foreigner then pulled out a business card: "I'm Tao Cheng from the Malaysian Hotel Group. Can we be friends?"

Tang Ziliang frowned. This scoundrel probably thinks his boss doesn't understand Chinese, right? He actually flirted with a female civil servant?

If it were Bai Yun's old self, she would have slapped him across the face long ago. But now her status was different; this potential investment from the Southeast Asian tour group was crucial to the tourism bureau. The bureau leaders had already spoken to her. She could only suppress her displeasure and say, "I'm sorry, sir, I'm only responsible for reception duties."

The bespectacled fake foreigner was about to say something more when someone patted his shoulder. Turning around, he saw the arrogant young man standing right in front of him, glaring and saying, "You fucking want a beating?"

Looking at the burly young man, who was half a head taller than him, the bespectacled guy felt a little guilty. But he still stubbornly said, "What's it to you? Take your hand off me, now! Or you'll regret it." He then started to fight.

The young man cursed, "Damn it, I've had my eye on you for a long time!" He shoved him, but the fake foreigner easily brushed his hand aside. The young man cursed again and reached out to slap him, but the fake foreigner grabbed his hand.

The fake foreigner, whose legs were already trembling, was hoping someone would help him out of the predicament. But when he actually made a move, he discovered the young man wasn't very strong; he couldn't even break free from the hand he'd grabbed. He immediately glared

and said, "You started it!" *Slap!* He slapped the young man twice, who cried out and fell to the ground. Just as he stood up, trying to pounce on the fake foreigner, the fake foreigner punched him again. The young man covered his face, stumbled back a few steps, and stood there clutching his eyes, crying out in pain. Tang Ziliang was dumbfounded. This guy looked tall and strong, but he was actually weak, all bark and no bite; he couldn't fight at all. No wonder he'd hesitated to attack earlier; he was unsure of himself, but he didn't want to miss the chance to impress the beautiful woman, so he attacked anyway, only to be taken advantage of.

The fake foreigner was about to attack again when the young Malaysian businessman loudly reprimanded him. The fake foreigner quickly put on a smiling face, spoke a few words in English to his boss, and fabricated an explanation to exonerate himself. The Malaysian businessman, trying to sow discord, glared at the young man, snorted, and turned away.

The young man yelled, "Damn it, do you know who I am? You dare hit me?"

The fake foreigner scoffed, "I don't care whose son you are, you little bastard!" and sat down.

Tang Ziliang, both amused and exasperated, tried to calm the young man down. Bai Yun also saw Tang Ziliang, paused for a moment, then her face lit up with joy. She secretly blew him a kiss. Having found her dream job, she was more confident and carefree than before, daring to flirt with her dream prince, leaving the bewildered Tang Ziliang somewhat embarrassed.

Tang Ziliang grabbed his bag, pulled out his phone, and dialed a number: "Ma Hailong, this is Tang Ziliang. Yes, I'm at the Cuiping Mountain tourist area. I've run into a little trouble. Could you send a few of your guys to help me handle this? Foreign tourists are involved, so be mindful of your image and work methods. Okay, I'm hanging up."

Tang Ziliang's voice was very soft, and no one paid much attention. After hanging up, he noticed that the spoiled brat who had been wronged was looking at him strangely. He chuckled and said, "The police will be here to help you in a bit. Just tell the truth, don't be nervous."

The young man glared with his bruised eyes: "Tch, why would I be nervous? Do you even know who I am?" Tang Ziliang smiled and ignored him.

Soon, several police cars with flashing lights arrived. Tang Ziliang shook his head. If only Ma Hailong's guys were always this efficient.

Bai Yun explained, and the Malaysian boss frowned, following Bai Yun to the police officers.

The team was led by Captain Li, and the officers were all impeccably dressed and exuded an air of modern policemanship. It seemed Ma Hailong had given prior instructions; given the involvement of a Malaysian businessman, they needed to be mindful of their appearance and discipline, and had specifically chosen young, handsome officers for the assignment.

Upon seeing Tang Ziliang, Captain Li quickly approached with a smile and saluted. Tang Ziliang had met him once before; he was the same officer who had assaulted his sister-in-law at the hotel.

After shaking hands, Liangzi briefly explained the situation, pointing to the fake foreigner and the young playboy: "Take them both back to the station for investigation. Perfect, I'll ride back in your car too."

The fake foreigner spoke to the Malaysian boss, who, seeing the police about to arrest someone, began to loudly berate them. The officers glanced back at Captain Li's expression.

Tang Ziliang beckoned to Bai Yun, who was observing from the side: "Come here, Bai Yun, can you translate for me and this foreign businessman?"

Bai Yun was more than happy to oblige, immediately jumping to Tang Ziliang's side. The young playboy, smelling of perfume, took a few deep breaths of contentment. This caused Bai Yun to glare.

Bai Yun acted as translator, and the Malaysian businessman understood that he had just been fooled and deceived by the fake foreigner. He turned around, angrily slapped the fake foreigner several times, yelling, "Fuck you!" (I'll fuck your mother!)

The onlookers laughed uncontrollably.

Chapter 74: A Woman Dresses for Her Lover

. "Mr. Hu, I am Tang Ziliang, the deputy county head of Dongyang County. Hello." Tang Ziliang extended his hand to the Malaysian businessman, and upon hearing Bai Yun's translation, Mr. Hu shook hands with Tang Ziliang with some surprise.

"Mr. Hu, you just saw it yourself. Your translator assaulted someone. Regardless of who is right or wrong, assault is always illegal. I am an eyewitness and also a leading cadre in Dongyang. Please believe me, I assure you that the Dongyang police will handle this matter fairly and justly. Please cooperate with us."

With each sentence Bai Yun translated, the old man's expression softened. Finally, he shook hands with Tang Ziliang: "Vice County Chief Tang, I believe you. I'd heard before that bureaucratic practices are serious on the mainland, but I never expected you to come alone by bus to inspect your subordinates' work, just like an ordinary person. It seems the rumors aren't true."

Tang Ziliang hadn't expected taking a bus to earn him points. He smiled slightly, and the two police officers politely invited the fake foreigner, who had been slapped twice by Boss Hu, onto the bus. The fake foreigner begged Boss Hu for forgiveness again, but Boss Hu glared at him and gave him a few harsh words. The young playboy pushed aside his own officers, insisting on getting into the same police car as Tang Ziliang. Captain Li glared at him, about to reprimand him, but Tang Ziliang laughed, "Fine, let him sit with me. I still have questions for him."

The young playboy sat down next to Tang Ziliang, sizing him up. "Damn, this is the first time I've met a younger playboy in Chu Bei! How old are you? And you're already a deputy county head?"

Captain Li frowned, but since Tang Ziliang didn't speak, he couldn't reprimand the young playboy.

"Do you know who I am? I'm Qiao Yu, the son of Qiao Ming from the province." Captain Yang in front didn't seem to notice anything. Tang Ziliang, however, was taken aback. Qiao Ming? The top official of Chu Bei Province, Qiao Ming?

He looked at the young man suspiciously: "Which Qiao Ming? Secretary Qiao of the Provincial Party Committee?"

The young playboy laughed: "Ha, looks like your background isn't weak either. I just mentioned your name, and you know who my father is."

Tang Ziliang chuckled, "Secretary Qiao is over sixty, isn't he? How old are you? Are you his son? Besides, how could we grassroots cadres not know the name of the provincial party secretary?"

The young man scratched his head. "That's true." He then smiled and put his arm around Tang Ziliang's shoulder, "It's alright, anyway, you're smarter than me, knowing to use that big Ma boss to punish that fake foreigner. You helped me get revenge, so we'll be best buddies from now on."

The young playboy added, "Sigh, my old man was almost forty when he had me. Tell me, how could we possibly have anything in common?"

Tang Ziliang didn't respond, just listened to his rambling. But if Qiao Yu really was Qiao Ming's son, it wouldn't be surprising. Having a child late in life, not knowing how to raise him would result in such a freak.

After talking for a while, seeing that Tang Ziliang still had the same expression, Qiao Yu chuckled and released his arm from Tang Ziliang's shoulder: "You're amazing. Apart from my old man, I've never seen anyone as smart as you." He grumbled, then laughed, "But you're just my type."

"What are you doing in Dongyang?" Tang Ziliang asked casually.

"Looking for business opportunities. My old man cut off my source of income. Damn it, all I did was go to the amusement park for a threesome and got arrested by the police! They almost broke my legs! I refuse to believe I can't live without him. A friend said there are many opportunities to make money in Dongyang now? So I came to check it out."

Tang Ziliang shook his head with a wry smile. You, doing business? What a joke!

"Hey buddy, have a smoke!" Qiao Yu started circling around offering cigarettes. Surprisingly, they were Zhonghua cigarettes. It seems this kid wasn't all bragging.

"Hey buddy, help me deal with that fake foreigner in the car behind us, how's he doing? Damn it. I've never been beaten up before!" Qiao Yu immediately tried to get on Li's good side after Li accepted his cigarette.

Li had only accepted the cigarette after Tang Ziliang's approval. Hearing this, he frowned, threw the cigarette at Qiao Yu, and said with a stern face, "I'm telling you, kid, behave yourself. The matter isn't cleared up yet, and I might have to deal with you!" As the saying goes, a local official is more powerful than a distant one. So what if he's the son of the provincial party secretary? Without Deputy County Head Tang's approval, this young playboy is nothing but a weed in his eyes.

Qiao Yu was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "You've got guts, damn it! I have to say, you Dongyang people are unbelievable. You dare to curse at me with just a car? But I'm magnanimous, I won't hold it against you!"

Captain Li's face darkened: "If you swear again, I'll fucking deal with you right now!"

Qiao Yu was indeed a little scared, leaning back in his seat and muttering, "I'll deal with you after I've appeased the old man."

Captain Li slapped Qiao Yu on the forehead: "Still swearing? You deserve a beating!" He didn't care who Young Master Qiao was; he only cared about Tang Ziliang's expression.

Qiao Yu covered his forehead, opening his mouth to curse, but seeing Captain Li's fierce eyes, he swallowed his words.

Tang Ziliang smiled and said to Captain Li, "Forget it, this little brat is poorly disciplined, it's no big deal if he curses at me a few times. His parents can discipline him, but you shouldn't hit him!"

"I wasn't cursing you, I just said it offhand," Qiao Yu loudly protested.

Tang Ziliang ignored him and said to Captain Li, "There's a fake foreigner in the car behind. He's a very low-class person. He actually dared to harass a female employee of the tourism bureau. I think after this, he'll have a hard time returning to Malaysia."

Captain Li said "Oh," understanding Tang Ziliang's meaning. He picked up the walkie-talkie and whispered a few words. In the police car behind, the two officers who had been laughing and talking to the fake foreigner suddenly turned hostile and slapped him hard across the face. The fake foreigner screamed and cried. At first, he

was defiant, saying he would sue them, but soon he was being beaten and begging for mercy. Qiao Yu might be arrogant and spoiled, but he had seen this kind of thing many times. He wasn't stupid; he often played these kinds of pranks before. Looking back, he could vaguely see the commotion in the police car behind.

Qiao Yu laughed loudly, "He's beating up that fake foreign devil, serves him right, serves him right for being so arrogant with me."

Tang Ziliang frowned, there was nothing he could do with such a spoiled brat. After thinking for a moment, he asked Captain Li to stop the car, got out to make a phone call. Qiao Yu wanted to follow, but Captain Li pushed him back into his seat. To be honest, he was actually a little afraid of Captain Li now; he understood the principle of not fighting a losing battle.

Tang Ziliang walked to the side of the road and dialed the private number of Liu Bin, the deputy secretary-general of the provincial party committee. "Uncle Liu, this is Tang Ziliang." Liu Bin was Tang Ziliang's teacher when he studied at the Party School, and Tang Ziliang had a very good relationship with him.

Hearing Tang Ziliang's voice, Liu Bin laughed loudly, "Little Liang? It's rare for you to call me, what's up?" Last month, when he went to the provincial capital for training, Liu Bin had been clinging to Qiao Ming's coattails. As a result, Qiao Ming squeezed out his political rival and became the top leader of Chubei Province, and Liu Bin was also promoted to deputy secretary-general of the provincial party committee by Qiao Ming.

After this incident, Liu Bin had come to regard Tang Ziliang as his own nephew, speaking to him with undisguised warmth. Liu Bin was deeply impressed by Tang Ziliang's accurate judgment. Little did he know, Liangzi was a time traveler, and he remembered perfectly well who rose and fell.

Tang Ziliang smiled and said, "Uncle Liu, I have something I'd like to ask you. Does Secretary Qiao Ming have a son named Qiao Yu? He's only in his early twenties, isn't he?"

Liu Bin was visibly taken aback, then asked, "Why are you asking about him? Did you say something?" Clearly, Qiao Yu was indeed the son of Secretary Qiao of the Provincial Party Committee.

Tang Ziliang said, "Could you send me a picture of him?"

Liu Bin was silent for a moment, probably thinking about the problem. After a while, he said, "Liangzi, did Secretary Qiao Ming's son get into some trouble with you? Sigh, that kid is such a worry. No wonder, Secretary Qiao Ming had him late in life, and with his heavy workload, he hasn't disciplined him properly. Just a few days ago, that kid was released from the police station. He's really giving Secretary Qiao Ming a headache!"

His tone was regretful, without a hint of schadenfreude, but Tang Ziliang knew from these words that Liu Bin wanted him to let Qiao Yu off the hook.

Tang Ziliang smiled and said, "He didn't do anything serious. I'll handle it. I'll tell you the details later." Since Qiao Yu really was Qiao Ming's son, Tang Ziliang couldn't refuse to do him a favor.

On Saturday, Tang Ziliang had just received the keys to his new car when he received a call from Wei Na. Bai Yun had been promoted to a permanent employee of the Tourism Bureau. Bai Yun wanted to invite Tang Ziliang to dinner.

After work, Bai Yun checked the time and decided to take a shower and dress up nicely, as she was treating Liangzi to dinner that evening. Bai Yun went into the bathroom naked.

Bai Yun liked to sit in front of the vanity mirror after showering, wearing only a towel, carefully grooming herself and admiring her reflection. She enjoyed slowly combing her hair, styling it in different ways, using self-admiration to suppress the restless passion within her.

Due to the steam, her cheeks were flushed, and her naturally rosy lips surpassed any lipstick. Her pearly white teeth peeked out from between her red lips, like a string of jade beads.

She was tall but not thin; her naked body was full and smooth. A few drops of water slid from her loose hair onto her chest, glistening like pearls, sliding down her deep cleavage, the water seemingly reluctant to leave her breasts. The cleavage slid down very, very slowly, finally disappearing into her bud-like navel.

Fine beads of sweat still trickled down Bai Yun's forehead. She wiped the sweat from her face with a towel in front of the vanity mirror, continuing to style her hair. One hand hovered in mid-air, holding her hair high in a bun, pondering how to secure it. She patiently observed herself in the mirror, and unintentionally caught a glimpse of Tang Ziliang's face. Her face flushed.

Bai Yun took out a small amount of talcum powder, sprinkled some on the dressing table, first dabbed it with her fingertips, then applied it behind her earlobes. Raising her arms, her full breasts lifted, appearing even more prominent and firm. She applied powder to her armpits and the tips of her thighs, then bent down and pulled out a black bra and panties from a drawer next to the dressing table, putting them on.

The girl hummed a song, her entire back curving gracefully, her slender waist swaying softly. Sitting upright on the satin-covered round stool, her buttocks were plump and upturned.

Then Bai Yun opened her wardrobe, taking out more than a dozen outfits, trying them on in front of the mirror, unable to decide. After half an hour of fussing, she finally chose a light green evening gown with a vest. This was her most expensive dress, one she rarely wore.

If Tang Ziliang liked it, she would derive immense satisfaction from it. She removed the vest from her shoulders, revealing her smooth, rounded shoulders and two jade-like arms. The pink cheongsam she wore was incredibly shapely, with a high slit, low neckline, and a plunging back, making her even more alluring than a Western evening gown.

Without Liangzi's help, Bai Yun certainly wouldn't have gotten the secure job at the tourism bureau. Her parents were both laid off, and the family's entire livelihood depended on her.

For Bai Yun, a young woman, to avoid being ostracized and to rise through the ranks at the tourism bureau, Tang Ziliang was her only support.

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