[Urban] A Romantic Transformation (Complete) - Chapter 38

Chapter 170 After finishing with the beautiful woman,

Tang Ziliang encountered the policewoman. Tang Ziliang was also savoring the most pleasurable ejaculation he had experienced in a long time. This woman was too beautiful. He always had a good eye for people, and this time was no exception. No matter how a woman was dressed, he could tell whether she was hiding a beautiful and alluring body.

His beautiful colleague, who was always hovering around him, was now married. He wanted her like crazy but dared not make a move. Today, he had finally satisfied his desires, and now she was lying beneath him, panting softly. It made him feel confident and satisfied... Thinking about it, his penis, which had just softened, gradually rose again, stirring restlessly inside the woman's vagina.

Although the woman was exhausted and limp after two orgasms, her still extremely sensitive vagina immediately felt the man's penis grow larger and erect again. She cried out softly, "Ah...you...you're coming again." "Who told you to be so beautiful and sexy?" Tang Ziliang chuckled, mischievously moving his thick penis gently, the glans kissing the blooming flower.

The erotic words she had never heard before deeply stirred the beautiful woman's heart, and a blush rose again on her delicate face. Yes, she hadn't known she was so wanton, so easily lost in the trap set by the man, plunging herself into an irredeemable state of infidelity. With each thrust of the man's penis, her juices overflowed once more. Li Ting felt the man's semen mixed with her own juices, carried out by the penis, flowing stickily down her labia majora and minora, and perineum, filling her entire cleft. Due to the lubrication of her juices, the thrusts of the penis gradually became faster and more powerful, and Li Ting began a new round of lewd moans and cries.

This time, Tang Ziliang was no longer in a hurry; he wanted to carefully cultivate this long-desired fertile field, making it rich with nourishment and vibrant with life through irrigation. Three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, nine shallow thrusts followed by one deep one, three fast thrusts followed by four slow ones, seven up and eight down—sometimes light teasing, sometimes gentle grinding, sometimes rapid thrusting. The woman's moans rose and fell, sometimes low, sometimes high. Her plump, slippery labia opened and closed with each stroke of

his penis, constantly squeezing out strands of white, lustful fluid. Tang Ziliang's breathing grew heavier as he pecked at the woman's delicate features, leaving warm, wet kisses on her fair neck. Then his next stop was her breasts. He carefully caressed every inch of her nipples, areolas, and buds, teasing them until they trembled, the nipples standing erect on their swollen, perky breasts. Li Ting's round, full hips swayed gently, her jade legs tightly wrapped around Tang Ziliang's waist, her slender, lovely toes dancing and kicking in the air with each thrust. "Ah...ah...come on, Liangzi...I...love you to death...you...are so hard...all the way in...ah..." "Ah...Ting'er...you're so wonderful...I...feel so good...so good..." The woman's submissive moans made Tang Ziliang's blood boil, and he intensified his thrusting! "Ah...Liangzi...faster...give it to me...give it to me...I'm going to...I'm going to die," the prolonged thrusting brought Li Ting close to a frenzied climax once again. Her usually intelligent and bright eyes became wet and confused, her trembling and weak hands held the man's shoulders, and her perfectly curved buttocks twisted incessantly.

Tang Ziliang watched the beauty writhing and moaning beneath him with smug satisfaction, feeling his penis suddenly swell and his semen surge. His tongue and teeth tightened, licking and biting her erect nipples, his hands tightly gripping the woman's slender waist, pulling her mature and plump buttocks towards him, and thrusting forcefully against his lower body.

Under Tang Ziliang's intense thrusting, Li Ting's delicate body trembled and swayed. His large glans pressed against her clitoris like raindrops, her body, glistening with sweat, twisted wantonly, her mouth uttering wild, dreamlike moans.

"Ah...oh...Liangzi...you...oh...too hard..."

"Ah...so good...so deep...beautiful...so beautiful..." The beautiful woman moaned and groaned, all traces of her former demureness gone, her only desire to plunge into the abyss of lust and achieve the ultimate climax.

"Ah...I can't take it anymore...I'm going to...I'm coming...ah...ah..."

Tang Ziliang thrust rapidly, his large glans rubbing powerfully against the sensitive flesh of her cervix, feeling the woman's wet, honeyed orifice contract repeatedly, gushing out streams of vaginal fluid. After her climax, Li Ting lay limp on the sofa, moaning and groaning, staring blankly at the powerful man who had conquered her, savoring the sweet afterglow. Tang Ziliang smiled with satisfaction, his still-erect penis still grinding against her trembling clitoris. A desire he had often fantasized about suddenly made him pull out his penis. The woman, lost in the throes of orgasm, let out a soft "Ah!" as her vagina felt empty, and slippery fluid gushed out, instantly covering her entire white buttocks. Tang Ziliang strode forward, pressing his buttocks onto Li Ting's high breasts, his still-erect and fierce penis pressing against her delicate lips. The large glans lightly touched her cherry lips, smearing the fluid from her vagina onto her sexy, glistening lips.

From Tang Ziliang's burning gaze, the woman understood the desire in the man's heart. Under the pressure of the large, terrifying glans, she reluctantly parted her cherry lips, and his penis plunged in, reaching deep into her throat. Li Ting felt as if the contents of her mouth were going to continue deeper into her esophagus. In extreme discomfort, she hurriedly tried to turn her head away, but the man held her head, making her unable to move at all.

"Oh...!" they both cried out simultaneously. The thick male organ convulsed powerfully in his mouth, gushing out streams of hot fluid. Tang Ziliang experienced extreme pleasure, an unparalleled bliss, a feeling he could die without regret.

"Cough...cough..." Tears welled in Li Ting's eyes. The large amount of semen rushing in made her throat choke, her pretty face contorted and

flushed. She helplessly swallowed the mouthful of semen, some spilling from the corners of her mouth and sliding down her delicate chin, making her look even more lewd. Tang Ziliang's office was on the fifth floor, about thirty square meters together with his secretary's office. The office and secretary's office were a suite, connected by doors, each room also having its own door facing the corridor. He could either enter his office directly from the corridor or through the secretary's office.

Secretary-General Gao Tian led a young man in his early twenties and introduced him, "Secretary Tang, this is Wu Gang, the secretary we've selected for you. We'll make further arrangements after you've settled in for a while."

Tang Ziliang understood Gao Tian's meaning. Wu Gang was a temporary replacement; once he had worked there for a while and gained a better understanding of the secretaries, he could easily replace him with someone more to his liking.

Wu Gang was somewhat reserved, his face flushed, suggesting he hadn't been working there long.

After giving Wu Gang a few instructions, Gao Tian left. Wu Gang stammered, "Secretary Tang, let me clean your office."

Tang Ziliang shook his head. The office had already been cleaned, and several potted plants had been placed there, adding a touch of life to the otherwise austere and simple office. Tang Ziliang knew this was all arranged by Secretary-General Gao Tian, or at least by one of his subordinates. The attention to detail showed that Gao Tian, the head of the municipal party committee, was doing a very competent job.

"Then, then I'll go get you some hot water," Wu Gang said, his eyes fixed on the thermos next to the coffee table.

Tang Ziliang smiled and patted Wu Gang on the shoulder: "Come on, sit down and let's chat for a bit."

Wu Gang nervously rubbed his hands but didn't dare to sit down. Tang Ziliang sat in the secretary's seat. The chair was a bit hard, and the foam cushion was deformed. It was clear that the office desks and chairs had been used before. Tang Ziliang asked, "Whose office used to be here?"

Wu Gang stammered, "It was...it was the office of a secretary under the Organization Department of the Central Committee. I first heard that the old secretary worked here."

Seeing that he was still nervous, Tang Ziliang laughed and said, "Little Wu, you'll never find your Chang'e if you keep acting like this!"

Wu Gang was taken aback, then understood what Tang Ziliang meant. His face flushed, and he said, "I...I have a girlfriend."

Tang Ziliang smiled and said, "Is she pretty, classmate?"

After chatting for a while, Wu Gang gradually relaxed and started to talk back and forth with Tang Ziliang. Tang Ziliang casually chatted with Wu Gang about the big and small things in Andong. Then Tang Ziliang laughed and said, "You have no experience as a secretary to any leader, and I've only just arrived in Xinhe. If we put ourselves together, we'll really be a pair of blind men. So, I can't use you!"

Wu Gang, quite sensible, though somewhat disappointed, still gratefully said, "Thank you, Secretary Tang. I also feel I'm not quite mature enough. I'll call the secretariat then."

Tang Ziliang nodded slightly.

After Wu Gang made the call, Gao Tian arrived shortly after, and Wu Gang took his leave.

Gao Tian explained, "Secretary Tang, although Wu Gang has only been in the secretariat for three years, he was already a deputy section-level secretary last year. He has excellent political qualities and is a well-known writer in the secretariat; his articles have even been published in the Provincial Labor Daily."

Tang Ziliang smiled and nodded. Gao Tian had indeed thought things through. Secretaries are the closest people to their leaders, and often their fortunes rise and fall together. For him, the new secretary, it was natural to use a relatively clean, newly appointed secretary. If it were a seasoned veteran who had been in the secretariat for many years, Gao Tian worried that he might have some doubts. Moreover, Wu Gang was a deputy section-level secretary last year, and after working with him for a while, he was promoted to section-level, so Wu Gang naturally became his confidant. This matter once again demonstrated Gao Tian's office wisdom.

Tang Ziliang said, "Thank you, Secretary-General. It's not that I dislike Xiao Wu, but I've already told him that I'm new to Andong and relatively inexperienced in my work. Therefore, I hope the Secretary-General can arrange for me to have a more experienced senior colleague. I'll leave it to the Secretary-General."

Gao Tian smiled and said, "Alright, I'll arrange it right away."

Tang Ziliang knew that Gao Tian probably couldn't fathom his thoughts. If he insisted on choosing an experienced senior colleague as his secretary, it would be like having a ticking time bomb planted next to him, with every move under scrutiny.

Tang Ziliang didn't care, because he didn't have any secrets he couldn't reveal in the short term. Besides, no matter who the secretary was, during this initial period of taking over the work, his every move would likely be under a microscope, scrutinized for every detail.

The new secretary Gao Tian found for Tang Ziliang was named Lin Guozhu. He was refined and scholarly, wore glasses, was very thin and scholarly, thirty-two years old, and a deputy section-level secretary. Tang Ziliang was quite satisfied with him.

However, chatting with Lin Guozhu revealed that he wasn't as bookish as he appeared. He was incredibly tactful, his flattery subtle and pleasing to the ear without being cloying.

Tang Ziliang, of course, didn't look down on him; on the contrary, he admired him somewhat. Conversation has always been a profound art, and for someone in Lin Guozhu's position, reading between the lines should be second nature. As a leader's secretary, he should often know how to act without the leader saying a word, and he should be able to alleviate the leader's burdens without them needing to speak—that too is a skill.

However, Tang Ziliang was puzzled as to why Lin Guozhu, with his qualifications, hadn't yet been promoted to section chief. There were quite a few section chiefs in their early thirties in the district committee's offices. Of course, in district and county-level government agencies, deputy section chiefs are numerous, but deputy division chiefs are a hurdle.

Chatting with Lin Guozhu, Tang Ziliang recalled a phone call from his second uncle, Tang Wandong, before he came to Andong. Tang Wandong had jokingly said on the phone, "There are three strategies for managing a department: It's like a widow sleeping—no one below her; a prostitute sleeping—frequent changes; a couple sleeping—they have their own people touching each other."

Tang Ziliang laughed then, but Tang Wandong said very seriously, "Don't just laugh; you should think carefully about the philosophy behind these vulgar sayings."

His stomach rumbled. Tang Ziliang checked his watch; it was already past noon. He glanced at the restaurants lining the street but turned and walked towards the river. Having come to Xinhe, how could he not try the local Tujia cuisine at a restaurant?

Tang Ziliang ordered cold noodles, bibimbap, rice cakes, and kimchi—all traditional Korean dishes. The rice cakes were delicious, chewy and delicate, and the aftertaste was wonderful when dipped in sugar. The cold noodles were also incredibly

chewy; it took him quite a while just to mix them properly. The sour and spicy flavor was much more pronounced than what he usually ate. A pretty Tujia girl smiled slightly at Tang Ziliang's clumsy attempt at mixing the noodles and asked, "Comrade, are you here to eat alone?"

Tang Ziliang casually stirred the noodles, stuffing them into his mouth. When he was hungry, food tasted especially good, not to mention the truly wonderful flavors of these Tujia dishes.

This alone made Tang Ziliang feel quite favorably disposed towards them. Although there might be an element of worry about his family being implicated, how many people had abandoned their husbands and children to escape poverty?

Tang Ziliang hadn't gone far from the Tujia restaurant when he heard someone call out behind him, "Hey buddy, hey buddy!" Turning around, he saw a lean man running out of the restaurant, catching up to Tang Ziliang. He had a pointed face, small eyes that gleamed with cunning, and looked very shrewd.

"Hey buddy, you're here in Xinhe for business? You seemed pretty extravagant at the restaurant, huh? Must be doing big business, right?" The skinny man said, pulling out a business card and handing it to Tang Ziliang. "Sun Xiangqian, General Manager of Xinhe Trading Company." Tang Ziliang smiled slightly.

Sun Xiangqian chuckled, revealing a set of yellow teeth: "Shall we find a place to chat?" Seemingly afraid Tang Ziliang would refuse, he immediately added, "That Cui Baozhu, I've been putting my heart and soul into her for a long time. Shall we exchange experiences?"

Tang Ziliang was speechless. They say true brothers have fought side-by-side and frequented brothels together, but using chasing women as a topic to build rapport was a first for him. However, it did feel somewhat intimate, especially if Tang Ziliang really had designs on that "Cui Baozhu."

Although Tang Ziliang wasn't particularly interested in pursuing a Tujia girl, it wasn't bad to learn about Andong from a shrewd businessman. So he nodded and said, "Let's sit for a while and have a few drinks."

Sun Xiangqian beamed and said, "Come with me, I'll take you to a fun place! Come on, ride in my car!"

Tang Ziliang was taken aback.

Someone who could afford a car must be running a pretty big business. But then Sun Xiangqian walked to the row of bicycles and motorcycles in the restaurant parking lot, gave the parking attendant two cents, and pushed out a Suzuki motorcycle. Tang Ziliang chuckled.

However, hearing Sun Xiangqian mention some fun place, Tang Ziliang knew it wasn't a good spot. He couldn't go on a crazy spree with him; otherwise, he might become a target of criticism before even taking office as the new Party Secretary.

Sun Xiangqian pushed his motorcycle to Tang Ziliang's side, and Tang Ziliang said, "Going to a bar?"

Sun Xiangqian chuckled and said, "What bar? Come with me, I guarantee you'll be satisfied."

Just then, a police car turned the corner at the intersection not far away. Sun Xiangqian's expression changed slightly, and he said to Tang Ziliang, "Get in the car!"

Tang Ziliang's eyesight was sharp, and he couldn't possibly get on his motorcycle at this moment, so he laughed and said, "No, see you later."

The police car slowly stopped at the side of the road, and several police officers in olive green uniforms got out of the car. A policeman shouted at Sun Xiangqian, "Stop!" Two auxiliary police officers jumped over the iron railing beside the pedestrian crossing and surrounded Sun Xiangqian. Sun Xiangqian didn't run away, and said with a grin, "Brother Du, what's up now?"

The officer surnamed Du ignored him, glanced at Tang Ziliang who was strolling slowly forward, and waved him over, saying, "You! Stop too!"

Tang Ziliang was startled, but seeing an auxiliary police officer running towards him, he had no choice but to stop, cursing his bad luck in his heart. Even chatting with someone casually could cause trouble.

In the sealed interrogation room, two stern-faced policemen sat behind the table, their tone very harsh when questioning him, but their law enforcement was still relatively civilized. Tang Ziliang sat on the lonely chair in the middle of the room, and a sense of helplessness inexplicably arose. The placement of the chair was probably a psychological tactic used during interrogation.

Tang Ziliang's handbag was on the table, with RMB and bank cards emptied out. Perhaps it was precisely because Tang Ziliang's handbag had an unusually large amount of RMB that it aroused the police's suspicion. Tang Ziliang's ID card remained unchanged, still the one from Yanshan.

He sighed. Luckily, the relevant documents from the Organization Department were at the hotel; otherwise, he would have been exposed. Being arrested by the police so soon after arriving in Andong was hardly a glorious thing. Even if he was innocent, Tang Ziliang knew all too well the power of rumors. He

decided to keep his identity secret for now, and deal with this minor trouble after he took office and straightened out his connections.

The iron door to the interrogation room creaked open. The sound of leather shoes followed, and the two interrogators stood up: "Team Leader Bai." Tang Ziliang turned his head slightly. A policewoman entered, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, with fair skin and a delicate oval face exuding the allure of a mature woman. Although her light green police uniform was rather loose, the pistol belt still revealed her firm, full breasts, slender waist, and shapely hips.

The young policewoman, known as Team Leader Bai, walked to the table, picked up Tang Ziliang's ID card, and glanced at it. Her face frosty, she asked Tang Ziliang, "Yanshan native, what are you doing in Andong? Speak! Are you an accomplice of Sun Xiangqian in smuggling?! He just confessed! Confession is your only way out!"

Tang Ziliang was stunned. This joke had gone too far. He had initially thought Sun Xiangqian was just a somewhat unscrupulous businessman. But judging from Team Leader Bai's tone, it seemed Sun Xiangqian was not well-regarded by the police. Smuggling? So he was a smuggler from the Sino-North Korean border.

Tang Ziliang hurriedly explained, "This is the first time I've met him, and we've known each other for less than ten minutes. I really don't know who he is!" Captain Bai coldly replied, "That's not what he said. If you don't confess, we'll completely accept his testimony!"

Tang Ziliang inwardly smiled bitterly. He knew Captain Bai was bluffing him, but judging from the situation, it would be difficult to escape if he didn't tell the truth. If the police investigated his identity, he would be in a passive position. Just

as Tang Ziliang was choosing his words, the phone on the interrogation table rang. Captain Bai answered the phone, listened for a few moments, and her expression became even more grim. She muttered "Yes" a few times and slammed the phone down.

"Release him!" Captain Bai glared at Tang Ziliang, looking as if she wanted to devour him alive. Tang Ziliang felt even more frustrated. He had cooperated completely from beginning to end. She might have been under some pressure and forced to release him, but it was clear that she was holding him responsible.

Tang Ziliang dutifully packed his money, phone, and other belongings into his bag, politely said goodbye, and expressed his gratitude for the police's civilized law enforcement. However, Officer Bai became even more furious. In her eyes, Tang Ziliang's behavior was a silent mockery, a deliberate attempt to provoke her. This was even more frustrating for Officer Bai than a swaggering departure. Watching Tang Ziliang and Sun Xiangqian walk out of the compound arm in arm, Officer Bai's face darkened, her eyes seemingly spitting fire.

Tang Ziliang pushed away Sun Xiangqian's hand that was on his shoulder several times, but Sun Xiangqian didn't care and chuckled, "Don't be afraid, in Xinhe, Brother Sun's word carries weight. Come on, let's go to a bar for a few drinks!"

Tang Ziliang smiled, "Some other time, I'll call you another day!" Saying that, he broke free from Sun Xiangqian's embrace. Sun Xiangqian laughed loudly, "Okay, you must call me, I just feel a connection with you."

Chapter 171 Dragged into bed by his junior's bride

It was time to leave work, so Tang Ziliang said to Lin Guozhu, "Let's have a casual dinner together tonight! It's on me."

Lin Guozhu looked a little flattered and said, "Then I'll keep Secretary Tang company for a while." Then he said somewhat embarrassedly, "Secretary Tang, I need to call my wife and tell her..." "Sound."

Tang Ziliang said, "Of course, of course." He then organized the documents in his hand. Meanwhile, Lin Guozhu called his wife. His voice wasn't loud, but Tang Ziliang could hear it clearly. The couple sounded very affectionate. Lin Guozhu's tone was gentle: "Yanzi, I'll be home a little late tonight. Don't you like Baihui's fried sausage? I'll buy some for you. How many do you want? ... Ah, then you can take care of it yourself. Okay, okay..."

As they walked out of the office together, Tang Ziliang casually asked, "Your wife is also a government employee, right?"

Lin Guozhu seemed a little proud when he mentioned his wife, but he tried his best to appear natural in front of Tang Ziliang: "She's the captain of the Municipal Public Security Bureau's Public Security Police Detachment, named Bai Yan. She's much more capable than me."

Tang Ziliang said "Oh," without paying any attention.

The Xinhe District Committee assigned Tang Ziliang a Santana that was about 80% new. The driver, Master Xie, was a man in his forties who looked very steady.

Lin Guozhu said in a low voice, "Secretary Tang, I can drive."

Tang Ziliang nodded slightly, naturally understanding Lin Guozhu's meaning. For any social occasions where he didn't want Master Xie present, Lin Guozhu could be the driver.

The meal with Lin Guozhu was very pleasant. Lin Guozhu was also adept at choosing locations; although Chunjiang Restaurant wasn't particularly upscale, the food was delicious, and the private room on the third floor was quiet and undisturbed. Through this meal, Tang Ziliang naturally gained a preliminary understanding of the Xinhe leadership from Lin Guozhu. Of course, having just met Tang Ziliang, Lin Guozhu knew what to say and what not to say, and the impression Tang Ziliang gained was merely superficial.

Tang Ziliang received a wedding invitation today from a junior from university. He wasn't actually very familiar with him; they'd only met once, about two months before the wedding, exchanged contact information, and that was it…

His impression of the junior was that he was always enthusiastic about student politics and organizing activities, always wanting to get involved. He seemed enthusiastic about everything, but secretly, Tang Ziliang felt it wasn't all that. Unfortunately, Tang Ziliang didn't like that kind of thing, so they never became close. Tang Ziliang knew his junior was only inviting him because Tang Ziliang was now the district party secretary. Since he'd received the invitation, he had no choice! Tang Ziliang was a kind-hearted person, and since he had nothing else to do, a good meal was fine.

As the date approached, Tang Ziliang wanted to confirm the details to better plan his trip, only to discover that the venue was the Chunjiang Hotel. Well, he figured he might as well go all the way and go.

After the guests left, leaving a mess of dishes and cups, he paid the bill, cleaned up, and everyone continued the wedding festivities. Tang Ziliang followed the group to his junior's new house. They were even going to have a wedding night prank. Surprisingly, his family had arranged things quite well. His parents lived downstairs, while the young couple lived on the fourth floor in a nearly 120-square-meter apartment with plenty of rooms; Tang Ziliang didn't need to worry about where he'd sleep.

The banquet was already set up, with nine people including the newlyweds and Tang Ziliang. They managed to fill a table, and only Tang Ziliang was still hungry; the others were clinking glasses and quite drunk. The conversation revolved around the bride and groom's plans for the night, but judging from the groom's intoxicated state, Tang Ziliang figured things wouldn't go smoothly.

Midway through the meal, the bride left to freshen up, leaving only the men at the table. Soon after, four more left. Tang Ziliang wondered if they could even drive.

The bride, stripped of her makeup, reappeared in a bright red short dress. The cut was quite unique, slightly revealing her back, with the bodice tied at the nape of her neck, exposing her fair shoulders and making her even more striking. Without makeup, she appeared even more radiant, her face flushed and still smelling of alcohol. Her beautiful curves were even more impressive. Wearing this dress, her snow-white thighs were exposed; the loose, thin fabric easily revealed her figure. This was completely undetectable when she wore her wedding gown.

She kindly helped Tang Ziliang and his companion warm some soup to help them sober up. While serving the soup to Tang Ziliang, I took a closer look and noticed a thin dark shadow across her buttocks, disappearing into the cleft. Wow! She was wearing a thong—how sexy! Suddenly, I had a new impression of the bride. What a lucky guy, my junior!

It was already midnight when they checked the time, and everyone else finally said goodbye. Only the bride, groom, and Tang Ziliang remained in the huge house. Tang Ziliang had no choice but to stay. His junior asked him, with slurred speech, if he was drunk. Usually, drunk people are the ones who are concerned about whether others are alright.

The bride, having finally made it through until all the guests left, let out a sigh of relief and slumped onto the sofa. Her reclining posture accentuated her curves. Tang Ziliang sat down opposite her, and she smiled knowingly, telling him it was finally over. Tang Ziliang said gently, "You must be exhausted! Why don't you go rest? A moment of bliss is worth a thousand pieces of gold!"

He praised her beauty and complimented her outfit, pointing at her body as he spoke. He then feigned curiosity, asking about a black mark on her buttocks. She turned around casually, her legs naturally spread, revealing a glimpse of her cleavage beneath her short, thin skirt. A thin black mark clung to her thighs, contrasting sharply with her pale white legs. The beautiful bride, seeing nothing amiss, pulled her skirt up sharply, exposing her buttocks. She looked at Tang Ziliang with a puzzled expression. Tang Ziliang ran to her side and reached out to touch the mark on her underwear. He couldn't brush it off, but he noticed a tuft of black hair peeking out from the edge of her underpants. She lowered her head shyly and said, "It's not dirty, it's..."

The groom? Of course, he wasn't much better off. How could he possibly notice his beautiful wife's exposed state? He only said, "I'm sorry, you can sleep in the guest room," and staggered back to his room. Tang Ziliang saw him almost fall, and the bride was too drunk to move. Tang Ziliang quickly went to help him, saying with concern, "You go in first, Tang Ziliang will help you. Walk on your own." His eyes were blurry as he leaned against the wall, went into the room, relieved himself, and lay down without making a sound. Tang Ziliang even helped him hang up his suit and covered him with a blanket before leaving.

Back in the living room, the bride was already asleep. Although one shouldn't covet a friend's wife, how could he not be tempted by a stunningly beautiful woman lying drunk?

Tang Ziliang tentatively called her twice, but there was no response. He nudged her shoulder, still no response. He patted her face, still no movement. So, he boldly stole a touch of her full breasts, thinking that if she woke up, he would pretend he was trying to wake her and ask her to go back to her room. Her breasts felt soft and cottony to the touch; even through her bra, the nipples were clearly visible—it was a very thin bra. She remained unconscious. Tang Ziliang gripped her breasts tightly with both hands, gently squeezing them. His lust arose, and he stealthily reached behind her to unhook her bra. The movement was too abrupt; the beautiful bride scratched her face and shifted her position. Tang Ziliang's heart was pounding wildly. The loose bra almost fell off. He lifted her red dress from under her armpits—what perfect breasts! The poor newlywed woman was completely unaware that her bra had been removed and her breasts were being touched. He explored her smooth, soft breasts, feeling both nervous and excited; the bra was still hanging on her ample bosom. Tang Ziliang nervously ran to the bedroom to check, lest he be caught, but his junior was lying fully clothed on the sofa, fast asleep.

Tang Ziliang returned to the living room and gazed at his drunken bride, her shapely legs limply leaning to one side. He lifted her feet onto the sofa, adjusted her position, and propped one leg up against the back of the chair, creating a wanton pose with her legs spread wide. As he moved her, he heard her murmur, "No! I can't drink anymore..." Her sudden words made Tang Ziliang nervous, but faced with such beauty, he steeled himself and lifted the hem of her skirt. Sure enough, it was a sexy thong, which made Tang Ziliang's eyes widen.

A thin, black pair of panties was tightly embedded in her snow-white buttocks, creating a beautiful sight. The narrow fabric couldn't cover her entire vulva; part of her left labia was exposed, and pubic hair on both sides couldn't be concealed, proclaiming her sensuality. The relaxed, drunken bride lay on the sofa with her legs wide open, her slightly protruding belly rising and falling with her breath. Her body was as white as a lamb's, and she slept peacefully and soundly. Lifting the fabric from her slender waist upwards revealed the same strapless, sexy bra, now loose. A sheer, semi-transparent layer of lace covered her nipples and areolas, creating a mysterious, dark, alluring peak. Tang Ziliang's blood boiled at the sight; it was truly a mature and alluring female body.

Tang Ziliang had originally intended to cover the bride with a blanket and leave. Taking advantage of the bride was one thing, but actually having sex with his junior's bride was something he didn't have the guts for.

However, the bride mistook Tang Ziliang for the groom and pulled him onto the bed.

Tang Ziliang couldn't resist burying his face in the beautiful bride's belly. The fragrant scent of her after-bath mixed with the allure of her genitals. Without hesitation, he immediately pulled aside her panties. The fabric was so thin it was practically symbolic, only symbolically covering her vulva. Her pubic hair formed an inverted triangle, a thick, black, velvety patch, with a particularly long, thick tuft of hair near the vulva. Due to the position, the cleft was slightly open, revealing a beautiful, full, and rosy vulva. Easily parting the two smooth, elastic labia majora, the bud was still pink, even the edges were a delicate pink, unlike some that are dark. Spreading it open even wider, the vaginal opening was wet and shiny, so tempting!

The woman, enjoying her honeymoon dream, was fast asleep due to being drunk, trusting that her home would provide protection. The groom carelessly left his beautiful and sexy wife alone in the living room with the guests. The bride, preparing to offer her body on her wedding night, had changed into extremely provocative lingerie to add spice to the occasion. She was simply and unguardedly stripped layer by layer, and even arranged into a lewd sleeping position, a position she would never normally show to others. It wasn't just her vulva that was exposed; even her most precious private parts were exposed, revealing her clitoris, labia minora, and vulva without any reservation...

Tang Ziliang could no longer resist. He turned around and locked the door to the bridal chamber. Outside, the groom was sleeping like a log. Tang Ziliang stared lecherously at the newlywed woman. The drunken bride rolled over, arching her snow-white, sexy buttocks towards the man.

Tang Ziliang pulled off the woman's thong, exposing her beautiful vulva. He licked his middle finger, then gently slid it into her jade cave. The warm, wet touch quickly enveloped his finger. The beautiful bride was still asleep. Tang Ziliang slowly withdrew his finger and pressed her clitoris with his thumb, teasing her gently and tenderly. Although the bride was drunk, her body's instincts were quite clear. Waves of stimulation conveyed a wonderful sensuality, and her desire was aroused with Tang Ziliang's movements.

The unease brought on by lust slightly startled the newlywed woman. She drowsily opened her eyes, the yellow light in the living room making it difficult for the beautiful, mature woman to open her eyes wide. The alcohol made her feel sluggish. Tang Ziliang did not pull out his finger, afraid that pulling it out hastily would disturb the bride. After all, his middle finger was far less thick than his penis. Looking at her slightly awakened eyes, the beautiful bride, whose skirt had been lifted up to her chest, was almost completely exposed. Her panties were pulled aside, and Tang Ziliang's finger was still inserted into her loose, wide-open vulva. The tightly intertwined middle finger felt like a part of her body, and she felt nothing.

The newlywed woman, thinking her husband was playing with her, let out a soft groan and closed her eyes again. Her hazy consciousness was acutely aware of the lustful reactions emanating from her lower body; waves of heat tightened around his fingers,

and as he withdrew, clear vaginal fluid flowed out. Her gradually engorged and reddened vulva awakened Tang Ziliang's primal desire. He thrust in again, his ring finger touching her anus, his thumb pressing on her erect clitoris. His wrist trembled nimbly, the stimulation of her vagina bringing the ripe bride to her senses. Her long eyelashes trembled, and sensual desire dominated her thoughts. A slight unease crept into her deep consciousness, but the yearning for intercourse quickly overwhelmed this unease. Still using your hands? How can that possibly bring pleasure? Forum reputation guaranteed! 3D male masturbator, anime virgin physical sex toy, highly realistic genital shape! Intense and irresistible! Click to enter.

Tang Ziliang was determined to have this beautiful bride. As he withdrew his fingers from her tightly closed vagina, the bride, awakened by lust, slightly raised her open lower body, as if reluctant to let his fingers out. He lifted her beautiful buttocks and turned her over, making her kneel on the carpet, her head and body resting on the sofa. With a swish, he pulled down her panties, the lifted women's clothing covering her head and eyes, her bra pressed against the pillow between her breasts.

The newlywed woman's mind was hazy, the swirling images surrounding her vision; she thought her husband was drunk and aroused, wanting to make love to her. Her aching body was completely at Tang Ziliang's mercy. Her high-raised buttocks gave her a naked, wanton pleasure. The desire that had been restrained all night gradually erupted. She deliberately lowered her waist, and her labia were unreservedly parted, forming a red slit, with long, dark pubic hair beside it. Her bra was left on the sheets as she moved, her areolas large and red, and her bright red nipples were not small either. Her breasts bounced up and down with the swaying of her body.

Secretary Tang hadn't expected that his junior's seemingly dignified and elegant bride would be so unexpectedly wanton after being aroused. How could such a bride be fucked by a coward like his junior?

The bride's high buttocks rose and fell, her mouth murmuring unintelligible words, moaning and groaning. She lifted the skirt covering her face, her face full of lust. She still didn't realize that the one penetrating her from behind wasn't her husband!

Chapter 172 Taking the place of his junior's bride in the bridal chamber, Tang Ziliang

quickly stripped naked, grabbing one of the woman's breasts with each hand and squeezing them. She cried out in pleasure, "Oh...good...so good...I'm so beautiful...so comfortable...hum..."

Afraid his junior would hear, Tang Ziliang offered her his fingers, then sucked on them noisily. No longer reserved, Tang Ziliang thrust his large penis into her tender vagina. The newlywed beauty further opened her vulva to accommodate Tang Ziliang's penetration. After adjusting their position, he thrust forcefully, each impact making a sound. Her full, firm breasts swayed back and forth, and her juices overflowed, soaking Tang Ziliang's scrotum.

The bride felt a tingling sensation of pleasure, moaning, "Ah...ah ah...good husband...oh...god...you're making me fly...mmm...mmm...ah...ah...I'm so itchy...ah...I can't hold back...I'm going to come..."

The "sizzling" sound of penetration and the intense moans filled the room.

She climaxed once, and before Tang Ziliang could react, she automatically lifted her left leg and rolled over, placing her hands behind her on the carpet.

Tang Ziliang cooperated with her movement, opening his legs and sitting down, staring intently at her expression. She, however, was enjoying herself immensely, her eyes closed and head tilted back, still not recognizing who was doing her to her. After rolling over to face Tang Ziliang, she sat on his lap, burying her face between his breasts, the beautiful bride completely oblivious to him, half-squatting, half-sitting with her legs straddling his, tilting her head back to enjoy the different pleasures.

Seeking more intense stimulation, Tang Ziliang held her buttocks, and she actively swayed her hips and moved up and down.

Unexpectedly, his casual attendance at the banquet led to his encounter with the beautiful and dignified bride. At the wedding, she had been so reserved, displaying her refined upbringing. But the woman now moaning wildly before him was a completely different person. She cried out, "Good brother... oh... um... you've made me feel so good... hmm... hmm... oh... such a beautiful big cock... you're making me feel so good... ah... ah... ah..."

Tang Ziliang rotated her hips with both hands, the fresh stimulation bringing her to another climax.

The sensitive bride quickly climaxed twice, and still slightly drunk, she leaned weakly against Tang Ziliang, her entire body pressed tightly against his. Warm and soft, his huge, hard penis was still deeply inserted into her beautiful vagina, her lower body covered in semen and vaginal fluid. Tang Ziliang's kisses moved from her chest to her pink neck, finding her sweet lips, passionately exploring her mouth, completely invading her body. Tang Ziliang even forgot her name.

The languid, wanton bride slowly opened her eyes, mumbling, "My dear husband, you're like a different person today, you're making me feel so good, so good!..." Her

eyes met Tang Ziliang's...

her face filled with panic, the unfinished lewd words swallowed back. She desperately tried to break free, but the wanton bride was still weak, and Tang Ziliang held her tightly. She tried to hit his back with her hands, but couldn't escape the arms that gripped her waist.

The sudden loss of self-respect left the bride bewildered. She regretted her earlier abandon; the thought of that abandon brought back memories of unprecedented pleasure from his penetration. But why would Secretary Tang penetrate her like this? Oh dear! It's all my fault for drinking too much.

Amidst these conflicting emotions, she never imagined that what was inside her wasn't her husband's penis. The pleasure continued to emanate from the tightly inserted penis, and her struggles only intensified the stimulation of the penis inside her wetness.

She cried out in alarm, "Secretary Tang, please let me go..."

Tang Ziliang said expressionlessly, "That's not what you said just now..."

The beautiful bride was so ashamed that she couldn't lift her head.

“I can let you go, but only if you repeat those lewd moans you just made…”

Tang Ziliang said, but his body didn’t stop moving at all. His body’s natural reaction annoyed the beautiful bride, but a sliver of hope remained in her heart. She said shyly, “Okay! I’ll say it, then… ah… ah… um… you… you have to let me go… oh… Secretary Tang… ah… ah… you… ah… you’re a bad person… ah…”

Tang Ziliang thrust into her hard and said, “What you said is a little different from what you said before…”

She gasped and moaned repeatedly, “Ugh… there… what’s there… ah… ah… different… Secretary Tang… um… thrust into me… ah… harder… ah ah… I’m so happy… ah… Secretary Tang… ah… ah…”

The conflicted bride was originally unwilling to start moaning, but lust made her moan naturally. To cover up her moans of pleasure, she pretended to agree to Secretary Tang’s threat.

She looked up, embarrassed to face Tang Ziliang. Tang Ziliang deliberately pulled his penis almost out. She subconsciously pressed her lower body tightly down, not wanting Tang Ziliang to pull it out. This action brought out a lot of vaginal fluid. She lowered her head, and Tang Ziliang wanted her to watch the obscene scene of his big penis entering her wet hole.

He said to her, "Your moans just now weren't up to par. Did you really want to be penetrated, so you deliberately made the wrong sounds? Look how much pleasure your pussy is getting, it won't leave my cock for a second..."

The bride, intoxicated by the pleasure of intercourse, finally softened, saying with a mixture of shame and pleasure, "Mmm... Secretary Tang... ah... ah... you... don't shame me anymore... you really penetrate me... penetrate me... ah... it feels so good... ah... I'll... ah... do as you say..."

Tang Ziliang kissed her breasts triumphantly. Due to his sitting position, his penis could only make small thrusts, which didn't stimulate Tang Ziliang much. However, it was different for the bride, whose clitoris was being pressed against by the base of his penis. Although she didn't want to admit it, the fact was that her juices were flowing freely and she was moaning continuously.

Tang Ziliang didn't want to miss such an opportunity. He slightly parted his body, letting the subdued bride see the male penis inserted into her private parts, slowly moving in and out, the tender flesh on her petals turning inside out with each thrust.

Tang Ziliang said, "Tonight I'll take your husband's place and consummate our marriage, okay?"

She shook her head violently, her expression aggrieved, never expecting the district party secretary to be so audacious.

"When you were asleep, I brazenly spread your legs, yet you remained unmoved. I never imagined you were so slutty?" Tang Ziliang said as he thrust in and

out. Even though she didn't want to admit her lewdness, her beautiful vagina, being penetrated, secreted even more fluid. The beautiful bride gave up resisting, letting Secretary Tang thrust into her. Tang Ziliang used his last bit of strength, fucking the bride until she lay limp and powerless, her legs spread wide and unable to close. She climaxed twice more, but there wasn't much fluid left; the carpet was soaked.

Tang Ziliang tried hard to ejaculate, but for some reason, he just couldn't!

Exhausted and still drunk, she fell into a deep sleep despite being penetrated, her appearance utterly lewd.

Tang Ziliang was also a little tired, so he lay down on her breasts and fell asleep, leaving his penis inside her...

Tang Ziliang fucked her for a full forty minutes before he finished.

The bride, who had been oppressed, slowly woke up, her naked body sprawled on the carpet with her legs spread wide. She dared not move, the man who was pressing down on her was still asleep. Although his penis was limp, it was not completely gone, the glans was still inside her. After resting, her head no longer ached. She quietly recalled her wanton behavior when she was raped last night, her cheeks flushed with shame. The man on top of her had actually made her feel like she was in heaven. She had never experienced being violated before, but for some reason, she felt sweet inside? ...

Tang Ziliang woke up and faced her. Both of them turned their heads away in embarrassment. After resting, the man's physiological reaction made his penis grow hard again, feeling incredibly good inside her wet and hot vagina. She looked at Tang Ziliang with a slight smile and said, "Weren't you satisfied with bullying me just now? Now you want to do it again?" As she spoke, she hooked her legs around Tang Ziliang's waist.

Tang Ziliang's tense and anxious heart suddenly relaxed. He had been regretting his impulsiveness and making a big mistake, but he never expected her... to take the initiative.

Feigning ignorance, Tang Ziliang said, "What? This is just a normal physiological reaction for men."

The wetness in her vagina, still holding his penis, was flowing again. Tang Ziliang thrust in without restraint, all the way to the bottom. After relaxing, the bride lifted her legs and straddled Tang Ziliang's shoulders, letting the wonderful sensation reach deep inside. With the piston-like movement, the point of contact made "pop! pop!" sounds, mixed with the beautiful bride's moans of "hmm...hmm...uh...uh...ah...ah..."

Tang Ziliang was afraid that his junior would hear.

His worry was not unfounded...

Suddenly, footsteps came from outside the door...it was his junior's parents.

Tang Ziliang and the bride stopped immediately, ignoring the flowing vaginal fluid and the swelling of his penis, and quickly turned over. The bride's red dress, which had only been lifted up, fell down after she stood up, thus covering herself. Tang Ziliang, displaying the speed he honed during his military service, quickly put on his trousers and underwear and slipped into the guest room. He was startled to see a pair of sexy black panties on the floor, hurriedly stomped on them, and slipped them into his pocket.

Just as the two finished getting ready, the younger brother opened the door and came out.

That was close! He wondered if he'd gotten up last night and caught his wife sleeping with her legs spread and being pinned down.

The bride, feeling guilty, said in a coquettish voice, "Honey! Up so early? Why not sleep a little longer?"

The younger brother, looking exhausted, yawned and said, "I woke up with a stomachache, and when I couldn't see you, I came out to look for you. Since you say so, I'll go back to sleep, okay?"

He couldn't resist a surge of desire as he looked at his wife's full breasts, but dared not make a move because Tang Ziliang was nearby. His hand, which was around her slender waist, kept stroking downwards. A sudden thought struck him: Was his newlywed wife not wearing underwear? Had she also drunk too much last night and become confused?

Tang Ziliang, not wanting to observe the couple's intimacy, sat down on the sofa. The younger brother sat down opposite him and instructed his wife to make tea.

As the beautiful young woman squatted down to get the tea set, she was facing Tang Ziliang. Her dark pubic hair was still clearly visible in the shadows. The junior seemed to have noticed Tang Ziliang peeping and told his wife to go to the bedroom to get some underwear to change into. Little did he know that his wife's subconscious actions didn't mind being seen by Tang Ziliang. "We've already done it, what's the point of being reserved?"

The bride came out after changing her pants and bent down to arrange the tea set. It turned out she had changed into a thong, and most of her vulva was exposed to Tang Ziliang, still wet! The pubic hair on both sides of her labia was curly and thick, and due to the position, tender red buds peeked out from the cleft. Tang Ziliang's penis throbbed

again at the sight. Tang Ziliang looked at his junior's delicate bride with a puzzled expression. Although she looked tired, her cheeks were flushed and she smiled sweetly, completely unaware that her underwear was revealing glimpses of her vulva.

Actually, seeing Secretary Tang's eager expression and teasing behavior, the bride knew her private parts were being watched by him. A sense of exposure quickly washed over her, and coupled with the interruption of their lovemaking when her husband woke up, her body and mind were both restless, and her vaginal fluids flowed even more.

After only two cups of tea, the junior student's stomach started hurting again, and he rushed to the toilet. His newlywed wife and Tang Ziliang followed him with tacit concern.

Tang Ziliang, who was standing by the bathroom door in their bedroom, could no longer resist the stimulation. He boldly unzipped his pants, freeing his penis, lifted her skirt, and attacked from behind. She lay on the edge of the bed, letting Tang Ziliang penetrate her. The thrill of the clandestine act made her both nervous and excited. With the lubrication of her still-wet vaginal fluids, it was easy to insert into her vagina. Even though she tried to be careful, the sounds of intercourse still made noises. Separated only by the bathroom door, Tang Ziliang was almost melting with pleasure, passionately and yet also missing his junior student's beautiful wife.

The bride, afraid to make a sound, groaned softly... occasionally letting out long sighs.

This tense and exciting intercourse, with rapid rubbing of their genitals, resulted in Tang Ziliang ejaculating in less than five minutes. His scalding semen shot into her vagina, and she, still unsatisfied, vigorously shook her hips, utterly lewd.

She used Tang Ziliang's still-erect penis to rub her vulva, her greedy and lewd appearance unforgettable.

Finally, she also ejaculated.

When he pulled out his penis, a lot of clear, sticky fluid came out with it. Her husband flushed, quickly grabbed a few sheets of toilet paper to wipe her genitals, and hastily threw them into the trash can, without bothering to clean them properly—a close call!

Tang Ziliang hadn't even left Xue Di's house before he made his escape. Leaving his junior's house, Tang Ziliang pulled out the thong from his pocket, curled it into a ball in his palm, and could still smell the beautiful bride's scent, just like the one lingering on his penis.

From then on, Tang Ziliang took care of his junior's wife a couple more times, but he never touched her again. Soon, Tang Ziliang forgot about this romantic encounter. Contact between the two companies gradually decreased.

Xinhe Airport, built in 1985, currently only has two routes: Jiangcheng to Beijing and Jiangcheng to Shenyang. A third route to Jiaozhou is still awaiting approval.

The MD52 is a medium-range passenger plane, and the flight attendants in their blue uniforms are all beautiful and pleasing to the eye.

In business class, Tang Ziliang and Jiangcheng's newly appointed mayor, Wang Xiaofeng, sit next to each other. Lin Guozhu and the mayor's secretary, Huang Lin, sit behind them, both busy reviewing documents for their trip to Beijing.

Wang Xiaofeng flips through her contact list, closes it, and leans back in her seat, looking somewhat tired.

Tang Ziliang hears from Lin Guozhu that the economic cooperation zone project was something Wang Xiaofeng had secured from the National Development and Reform Commission two years ago. It's said that a certain leader at the Commission was her former superior who had helped her advance, but that leader soon retired, and the development of the economic cooperation zone stagnated.

Lin Guozhu didn't say it explicitly, but judging from the ambiguous look in his eyes when he mentioned that "old leader," it seemed that Mayor Wang and this leader had some kind of rumor circulating about them. This wasn't surprising; beautiful women in officialdom were always a topic of gossip. Moreover, Wang Xiaofeng was not yet forty years old, looking only in her early thirties, and was a well-known beautiful and mature high-ranking female official in Chu Dong Province.

Lin Guozhu also said, "Secretary Gu probably doesn't like this cooperation zone."

Tang Ziliang didn't quite believe this. The newly appointed Jiangcheng City Party Secretary, Gu Xinming, did indeed have reasons for disliking the economic cooperation zone, since it was the mayor's project. But Tang Ziliang didn't think Gu Xinming would be petty; after all, the development zone could boost Andong's economy, and if it developed well, the entire Jiangcheng leadership would benefit.

Tang Ziliang glanced at the slightly troubled Wang Xiaofeng and asked softly, "Mayor Wang, why don't you talk to the old leader who initially approved the development zone project? Even though he's retired, he should still have some influence."

Wang Xiaofeng turned to look at Tang Ziliang, her gaze somewhat angry, but seeing Tang Ziliang's clear and sincere eyes, the anger in her eyes gradually dissipated, and she sighed softly, "He's retired, I don't want to bother him anymore."

Tang Ziliang nodded understandingly, "Yes, the elderly like to enjoy their retirement. Besides, it's always uncomfortable to hear future generations overturn their conclusions."

Wang Xiaofeng smiled, thanking Tang Ziliang for his understanding.

Chapter 173 She slept with the beautiful director of the Beijing office .

Upon arriving in Beijing, Wang Xiaofeng gave the director and deputy director of the Anton Beijing office a thorough dressing-down. With an annual budget of over ten thousand yuan, nothing could be accomplished.

Director Li of the Beijing Liaison Office muttered with a wronged expression, "Southern cities have budgets of over a million yuan every year."

Wang Xiaofeng immediately flared up: "What? Is your work blatant corruption? That money isn't enough for small gifts during holidays, or for casual drinks to build relationships! Why a million? Tell me, how do you plan to use it?" She hated officials who always resorted to underhanded tactics, insisting on bribery and favors even when doing practical work.

Director Li dared not speak again, his face flushed as he lowered his head. Tang Ziliang smiled and tried to comfort Wang Xiaofeng, then gave Huang Lin a wink. Huang Lin understood and quickly made an excuse that she had documents for the mayor to review. Only then did Wang Xiaofeng leave the room, still indignant.

Wu Liping, the deputy director of the Beijing Liaison Office, was a charming young woman not yet thirty. She was shrewd and eloquent. Sighing, she said to Tang Ziliang, "Secretary Tang, we're all civil servants. Tell me, which provincial or municipal office in Beijing isn't blatantly spending public funds on food and drink these days? Even Mayor Wang can't stand these kinds of things. Didn't Secretary Gu also say that as long as we can secure major projects from national ministries for Jiangcheng, spending public funds on food and drink is nothing?"

This woman was quite attractive and shrewd. She could tell that Tang Ziliang and Wang Xiaofeng had a good relationship, so she wanted to curry favor with Tang Ziliang.

Tang Ziliang frowned slightly: "Public relations and corruption are two different things. Secretary Gu was just joking when he was drunk; just listen and let it go. But for you to spread this around like this is not very appropriate!"

Director Li's face turned red, wishing she could disappear into a crack in the ground. Tang Ziliang softened his tone: "Pay attention to your work methods. Don't just complain. If you achieve results, everything you say is right; if you don't, you're compounding your mistakes!"

Shangri-La Hotel. Wang Xiaofeng and Tang Ziliang hosted a banquet for Director Liao of the Foreign Investment Management Department of the Ministry of Commerce. The Foreign Investment Management Department is responsible for foreign investment statistics and provides guidance to national-level economic and technological development zones, Suzhou Industrial Park, and border economic cooperation zones. It is considered a superior authority of the Andong Economic Cooperation Zone.

Director Liao was very talkative and witty. He and Wang Xiaofeng were old acquaintances; it seemed he had been promoted by Mayor Wang's former superior. He didn't put on any airs of a Beijing official. To be honest, Wang Xiaofeng and Tang Ziliang, one a full-fledged department head and the other a veteran division chief, might very well become members of the Jiangcheng Municipal Party Committee Standing Committee and a deputy department head in a year. They lived in a prestigious place, but if they came to Beijing, even the gatekeepers at national ministries probably wouldn't give them a second glance.

Speaking of the secondary investment in the Xinhe Cooperation Zone, Director Liao sighed, "I can't handle this. Xinhe's budget documents won't pass the Ministry of Finance's review. After all, the finances are tight right now. The Ministry of Finance has been cutting budgets since last year, and they have their own difficulties!"

Wang Xiaofeng asked with a smile, "Director Liao, could you help us communicate with them? After all, you are our supervisor!"

Director Liao held his wine glass and considered for a long time. Wang Xiaofeng and Tang Ziliang looked at him expectantly, while Lin Guozhu and Huang Lin exchanged a glance, both feeling somewhat helpless. In Beijing, our Party Secretary and Mayor are really no different from ordinary people. Director Liao

put down his wine glass and said, "How about this, you two go to the Budget Department again and try to make the budget look good, so they can't find any mistakes. I'll think of something, but don't get your hopes up too high."

Wang Xiaofeng was a little disappointed, but still raised her glass to express her gratitude.

Tang Ziliang, however, was wondering whether to ask his second uncle for help. His second uncle, with the help of his grandfather's old subordinates, was already the Vice Minister of Finance. After some thought, she decided to wait and see. Wouldn't it be better if things went through the normal procedures?

Wang Xiaofeng was efficient and decisive. The next day, she, along with Tang Ziliang and secretaries Lin Guozhu and Huang Lin, arrived at the Ministry of Finance. "Even a 100% chance is still a chance; if we don't try, there's absolutely no hope."

The silver building of the Ministry of Finance of the Republic pierced the sky. The huge national emblem on the top floor was majestic and solemn, and looking up at it, one could feel the overwhelming aura of power.

Armed police officers waved them through after checking their work permits, ID cards, and certificates. The security guard at the reception desk of the white metal building conducted another round of checks. A fat man at the reception desk was quite arrogant and spoke with a strong Beijing accent. He looked at Tang Ziliang's work permit and asked suspiciously, "District Party Secretary? Really? You're only in your early twenties, right?"

Tang Ziliang frowned slightly, but still politely replied, "My date of birth is written on my ID card." "

The fat man was quite diligent at work, but I had a gut feeling something was amiss. He hesitated, holding his work badge in his

hand. Just then, a black Hongqi slowly drove into the yard. The armed police officers on the gate immediately raised their arms in salute, and the fat man also stood ramrod straight, giving a salute.

The Hongqi suddenly stopped, the window rolled down, revealing a smiling man who waved to Tang Ziliang: 'Xiao Liang? Come here.'" Tang Ziliang recognized him

immediately. It was Tao Ji, the Vice Minister of Finance, who had always been his second uncle's rival in the race for the ministerial position, and the two had many disagreements. His second uncle hated him intensely. However, Tao Ji might have some connection with the Xu family. He had visited Tao Ji's home when he and Xu Jing were visiting old friends, and Tao Ji had left a deep impression on Tang Ziliang. He spoke eloquently and had the air of a scholar, a leader with a different style from his second uncle. Perhaps this was the root of their conflict.

Tang Ziliang hurried over, and his secretary, dressed in a black Zhongshan suit, got out of the passenger seat, opened the trunk, and invited Tang Ziliang to get in.

Tao Ji moved aside, looking at Tang Ziliang with a smile: "You've come to see your second uncle?"

Tang Ziliang smiled wryly: "We don't have time to see him. We're here to secure projects."

Tao Ji smiled kindly: "Little guy, you've learned how to lobby ministries now. Tell me, when are you and Xu Jing getting married?"

Tang Ziliang scratched his head: "Probably this year." Standing before this kind-looking man in his fifties, Tang Ziliang felt like a child.

But Tang Ziliang quickly smiled and said, "Uncle Tao, I can't chat with you anymore. The mayor is still waiting for me over there."

Tao Ji smiled and patted Tang Ziliang on the shoulder: "Good, do a good job, and be broad-minded!"

Tang Ziliang smiled helplessly, knowing the unspoken message: "Don't be like your second uncle. "

Meanwhile, Wang Xiaofeng, Lin Guozhu, and Huang Lin were somewhat confused. Wang Xiaofeng turned around and saw the chubby director of the reception area also looking bewildered, and couldn't help but ask, "Director Li, whose car did Secretary Tang get into?"

The chubby director clicked his tongue: "Don't you know? That's Minister Tao's car. I'm telling you, what's the background of this district party secretary surnamed Tang?" Wang

Xiaofeng shook her head slightly, a thoughtful look flashing in her eyes. Lin Guozhu, however, was breathing rapidly. Looking at the imposing and solemn extended Hongqi, he felt a sense of suffocation. His intuition told him that an unimaginable opportunity had arrived before him; it was up to him to seize it.

Wu Liping's heart was pounding. Her high, round breasts trembled. A princeling! So Secretary Tang was a princeling! He was so handsome and dashing, with a bright future ahead of him. If I could sleep with him, I could live a life of luxury.

Tang Ziliang got out of the car. The secretary closed the door, bent down, and Tao Ji said a few words to him. She smiled at Tang Ziliang, the car window popped up, and the Hongqi slowly drove away.

Watching the Hongqi disappear from sight, the secretary turned back to Tang Ziliang and smiled, "Brother Tang, do you mind being addressed like this? My name is Zhang Wei." "Secretary Zhang was of good build and had an excellent temperament. He was a handsome man in his forties with a kind and approachable smile.

Tang Ziliang quickly said he didn't mind and called him 'Brother Zhang' with a smile.

Secretary Zhang became even more friendly and said, 'Isn't this for business? Come, I'll take you there.'

Tang Ziliang then led Secretary Zhang to meet Wang Xiaofeng and introduced the two. Wang Xiaofeng was overjoyed to hear that Secretary Zhang would personally lead her to the Budget Department and thanked him repeatedly.

Secretary Zhang smiled and said, 'Don't say that. I'm just a gofer. The Ministry of Finance is very supportive of local governments. The procedures may be a bit complicated, but we'll handle it specially and try to be as efficient as possible.'

With Secretary Zhang's involvement and Minister Tao's instructions, the budget was passed smoothly. Tang Ziliang and his team spent only half a month in Beijing, and the problem that had dragged on for two years was solved.

Tang Ziliang took a moment to call his second uncle and briefly explained how Tao Ji had helped him resolve the budget issue. Tang Wandong chuckled and said, 'Old fox, you know how to win people over.'" "

With the matter settled, Tang Ziliang and Wang Xiaofeng treated Secretary Zhang to dinner. As the drinks flowed, while Wang Xiaofeng went to the restroom, Tang Ziliang thanked Secretary Zhang again. Seeing that no one else was around, Secretary Zhang laughed and said, 'No need to thank me, I just ran an errand. It would be a joke if the project you were in charge of, Brother Tang, was shelved by the Ministry of Finance.'

Tang Ziliang smiled helplessly and toasted him again.

The night before leaving Beijing, Tang Ziliang called Xu Jing. He felt he hadn't considered Xu Jing's feelings during their last meeting, and worried that the young woman might be hurt. After all, Tang Ziliang could sense that Xu Jing was treating him better and better; even if it wasn't love, there was still some affection.

The Jiangcheng Liaison Office in Beijing didn't have a fixed office and rented a suite at the Jinjiang Hotel, so Tang Ziliang and Wang Xiaofeng stayed there as well.

With the matter settled, Wang Xiaofeng was in high spirits and stopped criticizing the Liaison Office staff. She even gathered everyone together, saying, 'Tomorrow, Secretary Tang and I are returning to Andong. Tonight, I'll treat everyone to drinks.'"

Director Li led the applause, but Wang Xiaofeng's next words left the cadres exchanging helpless glances. "

Let's go to Quanjude for Peking duck!"

Tang Ziliang frowned slightly upon seeing the expressions on Director Li's face. These cadres, far from the emperor's reach, could openly use public funds for lavish meals; they were probably spoiled and arrogant, and Quanjude seemed too low-class to them.

Seeing Tang Ziliang's frown, Lin Guozhu silently noted it down, intending to help Secretary Tang devise a set of regulations to govern the cadres of the Beijing office back in Andong.

The group took the elevator downstairs and walked on the gleaming marble floor of the Jinjiang Hotel lobby. Wang Xiaofeng sighed, "When will hotels in Andong reach this standard?"

Tang Ziliang smiled, "No rush." In the new century, even less developed provinces and prefecture-level cities mostly have five-star hotels. Although there's a slight difference between domestic and international five-star hotels, reaching the current standard of the Jinjiang Hotel is certainly achievable.

As they walked and chatted, Tang Ziliang suddenly froze. The hotel's huge golden revolving glass doors turned, and a beautiful young woman in white walked in, her features exquisite and elegant, her bearing exceptional.

Who else could such a refined and otherworldly beauty be? Xu Jingye.

Passing travelers and lobby staff were involuntarily drawn to her; after all, this poetic and picturesque girl was rarely seen, as if a fairy from a dream had descended to earth.

Tang Ziliang took two steps forward, flicked Xu Jing's forehead amidst everyone's surprised gazes, and laughed somewhat unrestrainedly, "Why are you here?"

Xu Jing didn't care about the stares of others. Seeing Tang Ziliang's cheerful expression, she seemed happy too, and said softly, "I'm in a good mood." Tang Ziliang nodded. But seeing Xu Jing, Chen Ke's tear-stained face immediately flashed before his eyes, and he sighed softly. Is she alright?

Xu Jing gazed at Tang Ziliang and said softly, "Should I not have come?"

Xu Jing's tone was flat, but Tang Ziliang seemed to sense the fleeting disappointment in her voice. His heart trembled, and he swept away his distracting thoughts. He couldn't let all the girls he had crossed paths with be heartbroken. Hurting one wasn't enough, hurting them once wasn't enough—did he want them all to be heartbroken?

Tang Ziliang smiled slightly, brought his lips close to Xu Jing's ear, and whispered, "Shall we go see a movie? How about a private box?"

Xu Jing suddenly raised her small fist and shook it at Tang Ziliang, startling him. He instinctively said, "You, if you dare to lay a hand on me, I won't want you!"

Seeing Tang Ziliang's flustered appearance, Xu Jing smiled, her smile as radiant as a snow lotus in full bloom.

But in the end, Xu Jing was called away by a phone call. She was the director of the Cultural Affairs Department of the General Political Department of the Air Force, and concurrently the vice president of the PLA Academy of Arts, holding the rank of senior colonel.

Then, a small misunderstanding occurred at the Beijing Liaison Office. Wu Liping, this social butterfly in officialdom, was truly at home in such situations. She took off the women's business suit she had worn during the day and changed into a women's silk embroidered long-sleeved shirt, low-waisted jeans, and a pair of fashionable high heels, which made her look exceptionally charming. Her slightly wavy hair, which she usually kept tied up with a hair clip, was now draped over her shoulders.

Ever since this woman learned that Tang Ziliang was a princeling, she had been constantly flirting with him. Tang Ziliang, unable to resist the beauty's advances, agreed to dance with her.

Tang Ziliang appeared to be about 1.83 meters tall, with a neat, short, cropped haircut, and was also wearing a shirt and jeans. His dashing appearance made him a handsome man in the eyes of many of the female attendants. One girl, Zhang Hui, was particularly striking in appearance and demeanor. Tang Ziliang had originally intended to ask her to dance, but she was preoccupied with Director Li.

The music at the ball was loud, and the lighting was dim. They were very close. Tang Ziliang placed his hand on my mother's waist, while whispering something in Wu Liping's ear. Wu Liping maintained a sweet smile, occasionally lightly tapping Tang Ziliang. The two seemed very intimate.

At first, Liangzi felt a little uncomfortable, dancing somewhat awkwardly with Wu Liping, swaying slightly with the vibrations of the springy floor. Wu Liping, on the other hand, acted boldly and unrestrainedly, constantly kneading Tang Ziliang's shoulders, waist, and buttocks, while whispering some suggestive remarks to him.

After dancing for a while, Tang Ziliang realized that Wu Liping was intentionally teasing him. So, Tang Ziliang put his arm around her still slender, toned waist, whispered a few words in her ear, and then began to sway and rub against her.

Wu Liping, seemingly shy, buried her head in Tang Ziliang's chest, her hands on his shoulders, swaying and dancing with him from side to side.

Her slightly curly long hair swayed incessantly; seeing this, the young man's hands slowly moved from the woman's waist to her buttocks, his lower body pressed tightly against her lower abdomen and thighs; his large hands kneaded the woman's round, plump buttocks, each kneading with increasing force.

Wu Liping also wrapped her arms around Tang Ziliang's neck. The two swayed back and forth like mandarin ducks with their necks intertwined. After dancing for about half an hour, they left the dance floor.

"Don't lock the door tonight, I'll come find you."

Hearing Tang Ziliang's words, the woman felt both shy and happy, and her legs were a little wet.

Zhang Hui returned to her room. That Director Li, taking advantage of dancing with her, had harassed her again. Zhang Hui originally wanted to complain to Wu Liping, who shared a dormitory with her, but Wu Liping hadn't returned yet. Zhang Hui washed her face, took off her clothes, took off her bra, and changed into a white camisole to sleep. She didn't like wearing a bra to bed at night; the feeling of being constricted made her very uncomfortable.

Zhang Hui was vaguely awakened from her sleep by some sound. In the instant she regained consciousness, she heard the sounds of kissing and smacking coming from the opposite bed, along with the characteristic panting, moaning, and low moans of a man and woman making love,

and the squelching sounds of wetness—clearly the sound of a man's penis thrusting in and out of a woman's vagina. Zhang Hui's heart began to pound. It was the first time she had ever had sex next to someone. In an instant, Zhang Hui felt her face burning hot.

She secretly turned her head and watched the man and woman making love on the opposite bed in the dim light.

Wu Liping's legs were very straight, and now they were even more so, standing upright. The man's large buttocks were moving vigorously between her legs, and the stimulating sounds were constantly coming from there.

Zhang Hui's ears began to hear Wu Liping's long, rhythmic moans: "Ah... Oh... Baby, you're so strong!" With the sound

,

Zhang Hui saw through her slightly open eyelids that Wu Liping's legs were swaying back and forth as if dancing. Zhang Hui felt the swaying sensation and immediately understood, and her heart started pounding again. Her lower body was already wet, and she felt an irresistible urge to touch her most sensitive spot…

In her hazy state, she heard Wu Liping's low voice: “No… don’t… I didn’t take my pills!”

Then she saw Secretary Tang suddenly stand up from Wu Liping’s lower body. In her blur, Zhang Hui seemed to see a long thing moving, and saw Secretary Tang’s thing approaching Wu Liping’s head. Then she heard a sucking sound. She… Zhang Hui was stunned. Wu Liping was sucking on the man’s penis that had just been pulled out of her vagina…

Listening to the man’s heavy breathing and intermittent moans, Zhang Hui knew that the young and handsome Secretary Tang, who was said to be a princeling, was about to ejaculate. But the man didn't pull out of Wu Liping's mouth; he had clearly ejaculated all of it inside. Zhang Hui suddenly remembered the first time her boyfriend deflowered her; he made her perform oral sex, which she found disgusting. But now, watching Wu Liping licking his penis and glans with such enthusiasm, she suddenly felt that a man's penis and semen weren't so dirty after all. Looking at the handsome and dashing Secretary Tang, with his expression of enjoyment, Zhang Hui felt shy.

Chapter 174 She crawled into the military wife's bed.

With a smell of alcohol and heavy breathing, the two seemed to be asleep. Zhang Hui felt a strange emptiness in her heart and couldn't sleep…

She didn't know when, but Zhang Hui also fell asleep, until she was awakened by a strange feeling…

"Mmm..." Still half-asleep, Zhang Hui felt a very comfortable and exciting stimulation, and couldn't help but let out a soft moan. Suddenly, she realized that the comfortable feeling was from a pair of warm, large male hands kneading her breasts.

Zhang Hui opened her eyes abruptly, and what came into view was a still handsome face—the man who should have been in Wu Liping's bed. Zhang Hui nervously tried to push the man off her, and at the same time, she felt that her underwear had been pulled down, and it seemed to still be on her ankles. The man's hard thing was already pressing against her wet private parts. For some reason, Zhang Hui suddenly felt a lack of desire to resist, and she longed for that penis to just be inserted into her vagina, to experience that feeling of indulgence. But shame still made her push Tang Ziliang off her forcefully.

It was almost dawn, and she could already hear people walking in the corridor. Zhang Hui didn't dare to speak loudly, and could only pant heavily as she struggled with Tang Ziliang...

Wu Liping had also woken up, but didn't say anything, only watching the scene on Zhang Hui's bed with an amused smile on her lips. The latest time she and Tang Ziliang were having an affair, they knew Zhang Hui wasn't asleep. Tang Ziliang, emboldened by lust, actually wanted to sleep with Zhang Hui

as well. "Are you crazy? Her boyfriend is an active-duty military officer, and she's an unmarried military wife. If you sleep with her, that's breaking up a military marriage," Wu Liping said, fearing Tang Ziliang would get bored and abandon her after sleeping with Zhang Hui.

"What's there to be afraid of? Her boyfriend might not be able to beat me. Besides, they're not married. If I sleep with her, it won't count as breaking up a military marriage." So, Tang Ziliang, his lust aroused, crawled into Zhang Hui's bed again.

Zhang Hui could feel Wu Liping watching from the side. Struggling, she whispered to Wu Liping, "Sister Ping, help me, don't let him..."

"Oh, don't be shy, just play around. You've done it before, hehe,"

Tang Ziliang laughed, pressing his legs firmly against Zhang Hui's fair thighs. His erect penis had already touched Zhang Hui's wet vagina. As Zhang Hui's heart skipped a beat, the long, fleshy thing slid into her body. "Ah..." Zhang Hui gasped softly. The man's thing was long, hard, and thick, touching the most sensitive spot deep inside her. Zhang Hui felt a jolt of pleasure, as if she had been electrocuted, and her body went limp in an instant.

Each time Secretary Tang penetrated, Zhang Hui trembled all over. She weakly pushed against the man's hands, her head tilted to one side, her dark hair spread across the pillow like a cloud, her pink lips slightly parted, her legs, pressed against her sides, lifting with each thrust. The man's penis was very long, and each thrust covered a great distance. This sensation almost made Zhang Hui want to scream to release the overwhelming excitement in her heart...

"Ah ah um," Zhang Hui's cries grew louder and louder, her consciousness becoming somewhat blurred. The man's hands had already grasped her pair of trembling breasts. Zhang Hui's hands were less of a push against the man and more of a hug around his waist. Her legs were already bent, intertwined with the man's legs, and the fluid flowing from her lower body had already soaked the sheets beneath her...

Wu Liping looked at Zhang Hui's appearance, "Feeling good now? Heh, look how slutty you are!"

"Ah..." Zhang Hui gasped repeatedly, her head already resting on the bed, her neck arching back forcefully...

Accompanied by Zhang Hui's trembling body, Tang Ziliang placed his hands on the sides of Zhang Hui's head, his lower body pressing tightly against Zhang Hui's buttocks, his glans throbbing wildly, his urethral opening bulging, spurts of hot semen spraying onto Zhang Hui's most sensitive vaginal opening. Zhang Hui's legs were on the bed, her buttocks arched forcefully, the flesh of her two round buttocks taut, her mouth wide open, but no sound came out...

Zhang Hui leaned limply against the man's chest, letting his hands caress her full breasts, her vagina still contracting rhythmically, semen flowing down her beautiful, white thighs, Zhang Hui didn't want to move at all.

"Why are you so tight? Does your boyfriend rarely touch you?" Tang Ziliang said beside Zhang Hui, he was excited as it was his first time with an unmarried military wife, and he ejaculated very early.

Zhang Hui blushed and remained silent, her leg involuntarily brushing against the man's still-erect, limp member.

"Secretary Tang, you can't let Zhang Hui get away with this. That Director Li has been eyeing her. Could you tell him to stop his delusions?" Wu Liping had already gotten up, her small breasts prominently displayed, and seductively put on her bra and panties.

Tang Ziliang nodded. Before leaving, he specifically instructed Director Li to take good care of Zhang Hui's work and life. Director Li understood, inwardly cursing Zhang Hui, that vixen, for using some seductive trick to get close to Tang Ziliang. However, from then on, Director Li never dared to make a move on Zhang Hui again.

Upon Wang Xiaofeng and Tang Ziliang's return to Jiangcheng, Gu Xinming immediately convened an enlarged meeting of the Municipal Party Committee Standing Committee. Attendees included the three deputy secretaries, Gu Xinming, Wang Xiaofeng, and Organization Minister Qian Yiming, as well as Executive Vice Mayor Zeng Huaimin and the lowest-ranking district party secretary, Tang Ziliang. This was at Wang Xiaofeng's request; at the time, the executive mayor, who did not concurrently serve as a deputy secretary, was unlikely to attend such meetings. Tang Ziliang's rank as district party secretary was even lower.

Gu Xinming seemed to be in a good mood, smiling broadly: "As everyone knows, the Xihe Economic Cooperation Zone project has been underway for over two years, embodying the hard work and expectations of all cadres and people in Andong. This is a major and joyous event in Andong's economic life. I suggest that relevant news media promptly and comprehensively report on the progress of the second phase of the Andong Border Economic Cooperation Zone construction, truthfully reflecting the achievements of Andong's economic development, so that the people can see that our leadership team is united, capable, and strong enough to lead the city's people towards a moderately prosperous society." After

Gu Xinming finished speaking, he looked at everyone, and Jin Xiangyang, the deputy secretary and propaganda minister, immediately pledged to organize the daily newspaper, evening newspaper, and television station to produce a series of programs. Gu Xinming interjected, "We shouldn't just focus on developing economic cooperation zones; we should also comprehensively showcase the economic and social changes in Andong over the past few years. The publicity efforts should be substantial, and the program production should cover both macro and micro aspects, highlighting Mayor Xiaofeng."

Tang Ziliang listened silently. Gu Xinming's actions were so selfless that Tang Ziliang even

felt a growing liking for him. A leader with great personal charisma is usually a shrewd leader. In officialdom, without certain skills, relying solely on honest work is unlikely to lead to significant achievements. A smart person either attacks or appeases the other party first. Only when the other party is stable can a channel be found to realize one's ideas.

Gu Xinming's skills were undoubtedly superior; there was much to learn from him.

Tang Ziliang silently observed Gu Xinming.

After taking a sip of tea, Wang Xiaofeng spoke up, "Secretary Xinming, I have a suggestion."

Gu Xinming smiled and gestured for Wang Xiaofeng to speak.

Wang Xiaofeng glanced at Tang Ziliang, then turned her gaze to Gu Xinming: "I propose that Secretary Tang Ziliang concurrently serve as the Director and Party Secretary of the Xinhe Economic Cooperation Zone Management Committee."

Tang Ziliang was taken aback, looking up at Wang Xiaofeng, whose face was turned to the side, so her expression couldn't be seen.

The economic cooperation zone has always been a government project, with Jiangcheng Vice Mayor Gu Chunming concurrently serving as the Director of the Management Committee, while Tang Ziliang, as the Deputy Secretary for Economic Affairs, was in charge of the Qinghe Economic Development Zone and the Andong Industrial Park. However, the municipal government was unwilling to withdraw from the border economic cooperation zone, showing the government's emphasis on it. Wang Xiaofeng's proposal undoubtedly surprised everyone.

Gu Xinming rested his chin on his hand and pondered for a while, then said, "I've read the materials about Secretary Tang Ziliang from the Provincial Party Committee's Organization Department. I know Secretary Tang's abilities. The economic cooperation zone is such a large project. We'd feel more at ease entrusting it to Secretary Tang. But Mayor Chunming has been eagerly awaiting the funding, and now that he's been replaced..." He hesitated for a moment, then looked at Tang Ziliang, "Secretary Tang, what are your thoughts?"

Tang Ziliang smiled and said, "I obey the organization's assignment."

Gu Xinming was slightly surprised. Perhaps he thought Tang Ziliang would modestly decline, but he didn't know that Tang Ziliang's principle was always to fight for what he deserved, and Tang Ziliang understood the significance of the Economic Cooperation Zone very well. Moreover, with his knowledge and network of connections, Tang Ziliang was confident that he could make the Economic Cooperation Zone a success. Now that Mayor Xiaofeng valued it, backing down would only disappoint her. Gu Xinming's biggest concern was probably not being able to guess Wang Xiaofeng's thoughts, but he knew that Mayor Xiaofeng's proposal was sincere.

Hearing Tang Ziliang say this, the other standing committee members were hesitant to speak, as having different opinions would obviously offend Tang Ziliang.

Gu Xinming smiled and said, "Then let's do as Mayor Xiaofeng suggests." He turned to Tang Ziliang with a smile, "Then I'll wait and see!"

Tang Ziliang smiled and nodded.

Several more topics were then discussed. Gu Xinming interjected, "Mayor Xiaofeng, the Party Committee has gained another new member. You haven't met Comrade Zhang Zhen from the former Provincial Party Committee Secretariat yet, have you? Your government has added another capable candidate for Vice Mayor!"

Wang Xiaofeng chuckled, "Aren't we all your subordinates?"

Gu Xinming laughed heartily, "Modesty! Mayor Xiaofeng, we should all learn from that!"

Tang Ziliang smiled, but knew his earlier behavior might have offended Gu Xinming.

That afternoon, news came from Hong Kong, asking Tang Ziliang to attend Xuanting Entertainment's shareholders' meeting. Two days later was Saturday. Taking a day off, Tang Ziliang went to Hong Kong. After the shareholders' meeting, Wang Jing spoke with him again. Apparently, Hong Kong films had been struggling in recent years, and Wang Jing wanted to make Category III films to boost box office revenue.

Tang Ziliang thought that the golden age of Hong Kong Category III films was from 1993 to 2003—if he didn't make money now, when would he? Moreover, Wang Jing was a master of Category III films, so Tang Ziliang decided to spend a fortune to have Wang Jing bring all the Category III actresses to the film.

"Boss, I have a script called 'Hong Kong Falls.' I recommend Chingmy Yau for the lead role, and there's another actress I haven't decided on yet. Boss, you choose one?"

Hong Kong Falls? Isn't that the one starring Veronica Yip and Chingmy Yau? They were the two most famous sex symbols in the early 1990s. Chingmy Yau is easy to get; she's Tang Ziliang's current lover.

But Veronica Yip, she comes from a wealthy family, not so easy to get. "I think we should let Veronica Yip play the lead role. I've seen her films, 'A Beauty' and 'Crazy for You,' and they're pretty good."

"Veronica Yip, she's past her prime. And her asking price is too high," Wong Jing said.

"Money is no problem. I can increase the budget. Forget it, I'll invite her myself." In his previous life, Tang Ziliang had seen all of Veronica Yip's films. Her figure and captivating acting had made him masturbate countless times.

He never thought he'd have the chance to cast her in a film. Just thinking about it made his penis hard.

Around 3 PM that afternoon, Tang Ziliang arrived at the Ye family mansion, rang the doorbell, and a servant opened the door for him, leading him into the courtyard. The courtyard was beautifully decorated. Especially the circular flowerbed, which was oval-shaped and over 30 square meters in size, filled with a variety of flowers, all blooming luxuriantly!

Ye Yuqing's father was a wealthy businessman, but he was currently facing a debt crisis. Therefore, Tang Ziliang offered Ye Yuqing a high fee to make a film, which she accepted. Tang Ziliang

entered the living room, where Ye Yuqing was napping on the sofa, still wearing her shoes. Tang Ziliang took a few steps closer, looking up at the "Goddess of Breasts" wearing a blue t-shirt and a black tight-fitting short skirt. Her round, plump buttocks created a perfect arc under the black skirt.

Tang Ziliang secretly and gently pressed it; it was soft yet incredibly bouncy! He had only thought Ye Yuqing's breasts were large, but he hadn't expected her buttocks to be so exquisite! Any man would want to rub his penis against such a shapely bottom. If you're in a doggy style, you can even feel the squeezing sensation of those two round, firm buttocks on your penis—just thinking about it is ecstatic.

Beneath the tight short skirt are a pair of shapely, round, snow-white thighs; even just a section is visible, it's enough to stir the imagination! Looking through the skirt, Ye Yuqing seems to be wearing lace panties, because only a thin strap tightly binds her snow-white thighs.

Tang Ziliang almost had a nosebleed. He really wanted to pounce on her, pin the twenty-seven-year-old Ye Yuqing down, and fuck her hard. But then, the maid ran over and woke Ye Yuqing.

Chapter 175: Third-Tier Erotic Star Ye Yuqing .

Tang Ziliang and Ye Yuqing chatted happily. Upon learning that Tang Ziliang was willing to invest in helping her father, Ye Zhiming, escape his debt crisis, Ye Yuqing was extremely grateful to Tang Ziliang.

"Mr. Tang, please have a seat. I'm going to take a shower," Ye Yuqing said, turning and swaying her slender waist as she left. Tang Ziliang sat on the sofa, bored. He found a videotape in a drawer—Ye Yuqing's "A Beauty's Tale." He played the video; it included a scene of Ye Yuqing masturbating naked in the bathtub until she reached orgasm. Tang Ziliang's penis hardened. He couldn't resist heading towards

the bathroom. Mustering his courage, Tang Ziliang stood up and walked to the bathroom door, which was ajar. Through the thin mist, Tang Ziliang saw Ye Yuqing standing under the showerhead, her snow-white body, long, slender, fair legs, delicate waist, and firm, round breasts heaving. Ye Yuqing turned slightly, her slender waist bent, revealing her alluring back, her smooth, round buttocks, and the tightly closed cleft beneath, covered in fine hair.

Ye Yuqing used her delicate fingers to part the door, spraying water. Tang Ziliang saw the fleshy red inside. Drops of water trickled down her cleavage, looking like the honey of passion. Her lips were small and delicate. Ye Yuqing turned her intoxicating body around, her long, disheveled hair glistening with moisture, her face as beautiful as a fairy, her curves exquisite, her skin smooth and white, her waist slender and delicate, her thighs full and long, her breasts firm and elastic, and between her thighs a lush mound of pubic hair, two slightly closed labia. A clitoris, like a red bean, was visible at the entrance.

Ye Yuqing smiled at Tang Ziliang at the doorway, "Mr. Tang, what are you doing…"

"Sister Ye, Yuqing, you're so beautiful, I want you!" Tang Ziliang took off his clothes, rushed in, and embraced her slender waist, biting and sucking her firm, soft breasts. They were soft and slippery, and Tang Ziliang squeezed them wildly with his hands.

"Gently, look how impatient you are, Mr. Tang. You seem so refined, how come you're like a wolf?" Ye Yuqing pulled Tang Ziliang's hands over her delicate body. Tang Ziliang's hands moved from Ye Yuqing's beautiful toes to her porcelain-like calves, across her snow-white thighs, down her soft, smooth buttocks to her slender waist and abdomen, finally moving down her neck and resting on her firm breasts. Tang Ziliang kissed Ye Yuqing's cherry lips, inserting his tongue into her mouth, stirring her wet tongue, while his right hand kneaded her heaving, tender breasts.

After kneading Ye Yuqing's irresistible breasts enough, he then used his tongue to draw circles on her jade-like nipples. He took her erect nipples into his mouth and sucked on them alternately. Ye Yuqing let out a dreamy moan. Tang Ziliang sucked for a while, then pulled his face away from her nipples, leaving only his hands kneading her soft, firm breasts. Tang Ziliang gazed once more at Ye Yuqing's fair and delicate skin. Her slender, white legs, spread wide, completely exposed her private parts, with her pubic hair covering the mound of Venus at the base of her wide-open thighs. The thick, soft pubic hair could not cover the slightly parted petals, and the small, pink opening, like a nipple, was slightly closed, protecting the pale pink clitoris. Ye Yuqing reached out and grasped Tang Ziliang's erect penis, stroking it. "It's so thick and long now?"

"I just watched your movie 'A Beauty'. There's a scene where you're masturbating in the shower, and Tang Ziliang got hard while watching it."

"You're so naughty." Ye Yuqing lifted one of her long, slender, white legs, guiding the glans to her already wet vulva. "Come on, put it in, fuck me." Her penis pressed against the small opening, and Ye Yuqing used her fingers to widen the rosy orifice a little more. She pulled Tang Ziliang's body forward and pressed hard, her penis disappearing into the dark pubic hair. The glans was swallowed by the warm, soft flesh. As her penis slowly penetrated deeper...

Tang Ziliang slowly thrust in and out, savoring the pleasure of being tightly enveloped by her slippery, sweet vagina. His hands caressed Ye Yuqing's full breasts, his lips kissing her cheeks and breasts, his hands kneading her delicate, snow-white breasts. Ye Yuqing closed her legs, clamping his penis tightly between them. Tang Ziliang gently withdrew his penis, then slowly and powerfully thrust it in all the way. His tongue licked around Ye Yuqing's nipples, then gently sucked on them, making Ye Yuqing feel a tingling, itchy sensation all over her body.

Tang Ziliang's tongue entered Ye Yuqing's mouth and intertwined with hers. Ye Yuqing's breathing quickened, and she reached out to tightly grasp Tang Ziliang's arm. Her juices flowed with each thrust of his penis. Ye Yuqing released her grip on Tang Ziliang's arm, hugged him, and raised her round buttocks to match his thrusts. Her body grew increasingly hot, and her private parts continuously leaked lustful fluids. She straddled Tang Ziliang, lowering her hips as she sat down.

"Ah--ah!" Ye Yuqing abruptly sat up, her head involuntarily tilting back. The initial penetration of his penis into her vagina was incredibly stimulating. She lifted her buttocks and moved, finally filling her vagina completely, causing her to moan repeatedly, feeling an overwhelming sense of pleasure. She sat down heavily a few times, then began to thrust up and down, enjoying the exquisite sensation of lovemaking. The tingling sensation from the friction between her vaginal muscles and his glans made her scream, thrusting wildly. Her round, white buttocks rose and fell rapidly, her penis sometimes disappearing and sometimes emerging from between her buttocks.

Tang Ziliang felt her vagina was warm and moist, tightly gripping him. Ye Yuqing couldn't bear the intense pleasure and screamed. Suddenly, Tang Ziliang felt her vagina contract even more tightly, followed by a gush of hot liquid pouring onto his glans. The glans of Tang Ziliang's penis gently rubbed against the vaginal walls of Ye Yuqing's vagina, stimulating her lower body to tremble again. Her full, snow-white body raged wildly against Tang Ziliang's body, her long, flowing hair flying in the air, some strands clinging to her face, damp with sweat. Her charming face was closed, her delicate features flushed with a seductive blush from the intense movements, her bright red lips bitten tightly by a row of pearly white teeth, escaping from her alluring mouth in seductive moans of desire.

"Mmm...ahhh..." The sounds of "slap slap" grew even more joyful.

Tang Ziliang thrust his lower body forcefully, desperately fucking Ye Yuqing's tight, wet, plump vagina.

"Ah--ah--good--comfortable--fuck me--fuck," Ye Yuqing's delicate mouth emitted wanton cries. Tang Ziliang continued to thrust his penis.

"No--no--stop--faster--faster!" Ye Yuqing protested coquettishly, vigorously twisting her round buttocks to penetrate his tender flesh. "You rascal!" Ye Yuqing said coquettishly to Tang Ziliang beneath her, while simultaneously increasing the speed of her thrusts. Her snow-white, voluptuous body turned crimson. Her full breasts rippled with waves of milk.

Tang Ziliang's hands moved from Ye Yuqing's slender waist, so delicate they could hardly be grasped, upwards to grab her bouncing, full breasts, kneading them vigorously. Her rosy breasts twisted and contorted as he sucked on them, sucking on Ye Yuqing

's round, heavy, yet soft breasts. Ye Yuqing responded coquettishly to Tang Ziliang. Her breasts were high and firm, the nipples and areolas a mature woman's deep red, contrasting beautifully with her creamy skin. "Oh yes, yes," Ye Yuqing cried out in a coquettish, pouting tone, "Knead my breasts harder, harder!" With that, she worked even harder, moving Tang Ziliang's penis up and down in a fawning manner.

Tang Ziliang increased the intensity of his kneading of her breasts, the stimulation causing Ye Yuqing to let out wanton cheers from her cherry-like lips. Her neatly trimmed, dark pubic hair, glistening with vaginal fluid, clung haphazardly to her mons pubis. As Ye Yuqing moved up and down, the glistening penis could be seen darting in and out of her vagina. A series of lewd "squeak, squeak" sounds filled the air.

Tang Ziliang, aroused, moved his large hands away from Ye Yuqing's alluring breasts and onto her waist, forcefully stopping her movements. Ye Yuqing opened her hazy, beautiful eyes, her captivating almond-shaped eyes gazing at Tang Ziliang beneath her, her pearly white teeth lightly biting her lower lip. Her hands rested on Tang Ziliang's chest, a look of confusion on her face. The tingling, itchy sensation of his penis inside her made Ye Yuqing restless, shifting from side to side, trying to suppress her burning desire through friction. Tang Ziliang stopped her friction, his lewd hands climbing over her breasts, pinching and kneading her rosy nipples forcefully.

Ye Yuqing's already rosy cheeks flushed even more, her watery eyes now seeming to overflow with tears.

"Kiss my nipples—no," Ye Yuqing teased Tang Ziliang beneath her. Tang Ziliang watched with wicked intent as he thrust his penis deeper into Ye Yuqing's body. "Ah!" Ye Yuqing cried out softly, clinging to Tang Ziliang. She pressed her full breasts to his lips, her hands supporting them, and placed her rosy nipples in his mouth,

biting and sucking. His tongue roamed over her smooth breasts, teasing her nipples. Tang Ziliang's saliva covered Ye Yuqing's fair breasts, making them even more glistening and adding to the erotic atmosphere.

"Mmm..." Ye Yuqing's eyes glazed over again, her large, watery eyes almost slits. Tang Ziliang, unwilling to stop teasing her nipples, moved his mouth away from her nipples, letting it roam over her rosy breasts, leaving trails of saliva on her full breasts. At the same time, he thrust his penis in and out of Ye Yuqing's wet, honeyed opening. "Mmm..." Ye Yuqing's moans grew even louder. His mouth sucked tightly on Ye Yuqing's full breasts, making muffled sounds. "Hehe." Ye Yuqing chuckled, whispering in Tang Ziliang's ear,

"Tang Ziliang is going to fuck you from behind."

Hearing Tang Ziliang's words, Ye Yuqing buried her face in his shoulder in embarrassment. Looking at Tang Ziliang beneath her with seductive eyes, biting her lower lip,

Tang Ziliang was overjoyed. He released his hands from Ye Yuqing's grasp, letting her sit on his penis, carefully preventing it from slipping out. Just as the head of his penis touched the entrance of Ye Yuqing's vagina, Tang Ziliang suddenly thrust his lower body forward. With a "squelch," his penis pulled Ye Yuqing's tender flesh into her honey pot again. Ye Yuqing's juices splashed from her pink vagina, and their wet, sticky pubic hair overlapped once more.

"Ah!" Ye Yuqing cried out loudly in a lustful voice. Tang Ziliang's penis suddenly entered, scraping against the walls of her body. Simultaneously, the brief friction of her clitoris against the pubic hair of Tang Ziliang's penis brought unparalleled pleasure, causing Ye Yuqing to let out another lewd moan.

Ye Yuqing's delicate vulva, with its glossy black pubic hair now clinging messily to her lower abdomen due to the lustful fluid, her labia majora wide open, revealing the pink flesh inside. Tang Ziliang's penis was also inside her vagina, the glans stretching the opening tightly. Ye Yuqing seemed truly reluctant to let Tang Ziliang's penis leave her body; it was obvious that her vagina was straining, her anus the best proof.

Tang Ziliang's penis brought out sticky lustful fluid from Ye Yuqing's vagina, flowing from her alluring opening and slowly trickling down Tang Ziliang's penis. A trickle of lustful fluid slowly dripped from Ye Yuqing's wet pubic hair.

As Ye Yuqing slowly sat down, Tang Ziliang's penis gradually disappeared into her honeypot. A small stream of vaginal fluid spurted out with each deeper penetration.

"Oh," Ye Yuqing let out a long sigh, straightening her legs and slowly raising her white buttocks. Tang Ziliang, moving in sync with Ye Yuqing's movements, stood on the floor. Ye Yuqing gripped the edge of the bathtub, her snow-white buttocks high in the air, her full breasts swaying back and forth. Tang Ziliang stood behind Ye Yuqing, his hands supporting her tender white buttocks, lifting her pink hips. Ye Yuqing's alluring buttocks rippled with each up-and-down movement.

Tang Ziliang kept his glans at the entrance of Ye Yuqing's honeypot, gently thrusting but not penetrating deeply. Ye Yuqing turned and glared at Tang Ziliang.

Seeing Ye Yuqing's unsatisfied expression, Tang Ziliang smiled wickedly, gripping her proud breasts tightly and thrusting his lower body forcefully. Ye Yuqing let out a satisfied sigh. Tang Ziliang's penis slid in and out of Ye Yuqing's vagina, bringing out a large amount of vaginal fluid that soaked both of their bodies, wetting Tang Ziliang's inner thighs. The fluid slowly flowed down his thighs, glistening with a lascivious sheen. His testicles occasionally slapped against Ye Yuqing's labia, splashing waves of vaginal fluid.

"Ah, I want it—fuck me to death—faster!" Ye Yuqing cried out wantonly. Tang Ziliang's large hand left Ye Yuqing's breasts and reached down to explore her clitoris in her pubic area, rubbing it and frantically thrusting into her tender flesh. Tang Ziliang grabbed her two pink legs, hoisted them onto his shoulders, and thrust in, pounding hard.

"Ouch—you're going to die—be gentle—ah, be gentle—I—I can't take it—oh!"

The sounds of "slap slap" and "sizzle" echoed. "Hmph—ah, I can't take it—it's coming—it's coming," Ye Yuqing lay weakly on her back, letting Tang Ziliang thrust hard into her clitoris, sucking her nectar. The penis inside her flesh relentlessly pounded and rammed, she didn't even know how many orgasms she had, her body just mechanically trembling, releasing streams of lustful fluid. She tried to lift her buttocks to meet Tang Ziliang's thrusts.

Tang Ziliang gripped her round, fleshy buttocks with both hands, his penis thrusting in and out rapidly and powerfully. "Ah--mm--uh," Ye Yuqing moaned softly, her buttocks swaying with Tang Ziliang's forceful thrusts, her full breasts bobbing intoxicatingly. The lewd sounds of "slap slap slap slap" filled the air, and her vaginal opening gushed with fluids under the intense impact. Tang Ziliang reached down to her breasts and squeezed her full breasts, continuing to move his hips.

"Ah--oh," Ye Yuqing's lips parted slightly, moaning rhythmically in sync with Tang Ziliang's movements. She was covered in sweat, her skin glistening. Ye

Yuqing's moans grew increasingly intense, her hair disheveled, her hips swaying back and forth in rhythm with Tang Ziliang's thrusts. The friction of their mucous membranes produced a squelching sound, and the overflowing love fluids made Tang Ziliang's scrotum wet and slippery. Ye Yuqing felt the penis inside her body suddenly become hot and twisted her body.

"No, no, don't—don't ejaculate inside!" Ye Yuqing pushed Tang Ziliang's body away, turned around and squatted down under Tang Ziliang. Her snow-white and lovely little hands tightly grasped his penis, and she opened her sexy and delicate little mouth to swallow the glans and suck and lick it wildly. She twisted her beautiful head and gently licked the penis.

Tang Ziliang caressed her full breasts, and Ye Yuqing took the glans into her mouth and licked it lightly. Tang Ziliang moved his penis in and out of her bright red cherry mouth. Ye Yuqing sucked on his penis, and Tang Ziliang closed his eyes and enjoyed Ye Yuqing's lewd oral sex. Tang Ziliang's hands moved up her flat and shapely abdomen, grasped her white and tender breasts and played with them carefully. Kneading her full, delicate breasts, gently rubbing her tender nipples with her fingers,

Ye Yuqing's sexy body writhed slightly. She moaned as she sucked on his penis, feeling it swell and heat up inside her mouth. Thick semen surged into her throat, filling her mouth. Ye Yuqing gave Tang Ziliang a wanton look before swallowing the semen. The thick semen mixed with saliva dripped from the corners of her mouth, down her snow-white chin and neck.

After a lewd weekend, a satisfied Tang Ziliang returned to Xinhe to begin his new work and life.

Leaving the Xinhua Hotel, Tang Ziliang was ravenous, so he went to the hotel restaurant's lobby and ordered shredded pork with garlic sauce and a bowl of rice, which he ate with relish.

After only a few bites, he heard a man next to him chuckle, "Brother, we meet again!"

Tang Ziliang turned his head and saw a lean man standing beside him, his face flushed, clearly having drunk quite a bit. It was Sun Xiangqian.

Tang Ziliang frowned. He now had a general understanding of smuggling in Jiangcheng. Most smugglers were well-acquainted with the North Korean border guards. Smuggling scrap iron, ironware, or cultural relics from North Korea was done through barter, using either RMB or grain. However, North Koreans preferred bartering, such as with chocolate and cigarettes. Cigarettes were scarce in North Korea, yet there were many smokers. Low-end cigarettes from China were very popular among the middle and upper classes. Of course, the so-called middle class in North Korea were merely those who had enough to eat and wear, with a little money to spend. Most people struggled below the hunger line, especially since the famine began last year. Tang Ziliang remembered that a severe famine was expected in North Korea in the next two years. Thinking of the widespread starvation, Tang Ziliang sighed.

Ignoring Tang Ziliang's expression, Sun Xiangqian sat down and, hiccuping, asked, "Hey, brother, have you found a way to make money yet?"

Tang Ziliang glanced at him, thinking to himself that judging from Sun Xiangqian's unpopularity, he probably wasn't some small-time smuggler. However, Tang Ziliang wouldn't be so bored as to go undercover to get close to him and uncover any smuggling case; he just wanted to get rid of Sun Xiangqian as soon as possible. He

buried his head in his food, ignoring Sun Xiangqian, listening to Sun Xiangqian's drunken ramblings about Cui Baozhu's good figure and Jin Yangzi's handsome face—probably waitresses from that Korean restaurant—which Sun Xiangqian seemed to remember vividly.

Tang Ziliang quickly finished his food and prepared to leave.

Sun Xiangqian shook his head, his drunkenness dissipating considerably. He spotted Tang Ziliang in front of him and laughed, "Ha, brother, we meet again! It's my treat today, let's go have a couple of drinks!"

He grabbed Tang Ziliang's arm and pulled him outside. As the waiter came to pay, Sun Xiangqian glanced at Tang Ziliang taking money from his purse. Seeing the stacks of RMB in Tang Ziliang's bag, he swallowed hard, assuming Tang Ziliang was a businessman in Jiangcheng looking for ways to make money, and became even more friendly.

Tang Ziliang felt extremely awkward as Sun Xiangqian led him out, his arm around his shoulder. He glanced sideways at Sun Xiangqian, wondering if he could come up with a way to get rid of him once and for all. Should he simply speak to Secretary Mao of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission and find a pretext to send him to jail?

Sun Xiangqian, unaware of Tang Ziliang's malicious intentions, spoke warmly, "Brother, I know you're a decent person. How about this, your older brother takes you to a respectable bar for drinks today."

Tang Ziliang shook off his hand, but Sun Xiangqian pulled back. Tang Ziliang felt helpless; he couldn't very well beat him up, could he?

Stepping outside the glass doors of the Xinhua Restaurant, Tang Ziliang felt a headache coming on. Several officers in olive green uniforms got out of police cars parked on the roadside, clearly there for a meal at the Xinhua Restaurant. They were discussing the dishes, mentioning spicy and sour flavors, etc. Unfortunately, one of the strikingly beautiful policewomen was none other than Captain Bai,

whom he had met briefly before. Tang Ziliang pulled Sun Xiangqian aside to avoid bumping into them, but Captain Bai spotted them immediately. Her eyebrows shot up: "Stop!" Tang Ziliang's furtive movements instantly activated her detective instincts.

With a wave of her hand, she and several officers surrounded Tang Ziliang and Sun Xiangqian.

Tang Ziliang said helplessly, "What is it now? I, I mean, that, what's-his-name, Captain?" He was usually calm and collected, and would never speak like this, but he was so annoyed by Sun Xiangqian and this policewoman that he couldn't remember the pretty policewoman's surname for a moment. The words that came out made him sound incredibly arrogant, and seeing the policewoman's murderous expression, Tang Ziliang felt even more frustrated.

Captain Bai shouted, "Search them!" He glared at Tang Ziliang, thinking, "Don't try to mess with me, just wait until we find evidence and I'll deal with you!"

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