The Tempting Road to Becoming an Official

Xing Yu, actually, was not highly educated.

Over the years, he hadn't been successful in his political career, and somehow, he had developed a liking for playing with words and writing.

He loved to publish articles in some minor newspapers and took delight in showing them off to anyone he met, privately calling himself "Match for Zhifang."

All for the sake of gaining a good reputation.

Xing Yu had long wanted to take Zhu Zhifang as his mentor.

He often visited the retired officials' center with his articles in hand.

Unfortunately, Zhu Zhifang never agreed to meet him.

This had always been his greatest regret.

Now that Chen Fang had managed to secure Zhu Zhifang's cooperation,

securing Xing Yu was naturally like reaching into a bag and taking what he wanted.

After leaving the retired officials' center,

Chen Fang decided to make a trip to Zizi Xuan.

The so-called "Zizi Xuan" was Mo Zifei's local cuisine restaurant.

He wanted to meet with Gao Jianzhao.

The current Gao Jianzhao was disappointed in his family life and unsuccessful in politics.

At this moment, he was teetering on a dangerous edge.

Since the incident involving Gao Meng, the invisible barrier between him and Mo Zifei had practically been shattered, and the only reason they hadn't divorced yet was due to their individual considerations.

Mo Zifei's family was completely under Gao Jianzhao's control.

And Gao Jianzhao needed to use his marriage with Mo Zifei to maintain a good family image.

Moreover,

Gao Jianzhao had been aiming for the position of Deputy County Magistrate.

Although his only serious competitor, Zhao Shoujiang, had fallen from grace,

he hadn't expected Xu Lianyun to snatch the opportunity.

Under these circumstances, leaning towards Sun Shenru was almost a certainty.

This time at Zizi Xuan,

Chen Fang had two main agendas, the first was regarding a transfer at work, which he needed Gao Jianzhao to handle—of course, that was the official reason.

Actually, his more important goal was to probe Gao Jianzhao's stance to see if there was any hope of completely winning him over.

If he truly became Mr. Li's secretary and needed to contend with Sun Shenru, he couldn't bypass Gao Jianzhao.

Today was a weekend.

Before going, he had called Gao Jianzhao, who had suggested they meet at the local cuisine restaurant.

Around eleven o'clock, Chen Fang alighted from his car in front of Zizi Xuan.

A waiter came over and led him to the door of a private room, saying, "Minister Gao said he'll arrive soon and asked you to wait in the private room for now. He's already arranged the dishes for you."

"Okay, thank you."

Chen Fang nodded and then pushed open the door of the private room.

The moment the door opened,

he saw a face beaming with a bright smile—it was Mo Zifei.

"What are you doing here?"

Chen Fang asked, surprised.

Mo Zifei crossed her arms in front of her belly and said coyly, "What? I own this place; why can't I be here?"

"I mean, why are you in the private room?"

Chen Fang closed the door and asked.

With a swaying walk, Mo Zifei approached him, stretched out a hand and hooked it around his neck, saying, "Since Gao hasn't arrived, can't I come to see you?"

"Is that all you came for?"

Chen Fang asked teasingly.

Mo Zifei blushed, "I've missed you so much; isn't that enough?"

Chen Fang scraped her nose and asked, "How much did you miss me?"

"So much that I couldn't sleep at night,"

Mo Zifei whispered into Chen Fang's ear.

Chen Fang chuckled and said, "Seeing that you missed me so much, I'll reward you with a kiss."

He then leaned in to kiss her.

Chen Fang intended only for a light kiss, but as soon as their lips touched, Mo Zifei's tongue slid into his mouth, wriggling and sucking like a nimble dragon.

For a moment, Chen Fang lost himself.

He couldn't think about anything else.

Their tongues eventually entwined…

"Has he arrived yet?"

Just as they were lost in each other,

Gao Jianzhao's voice came from the door.

Their lips quickly separated.

They glanced at each other.

The scene was just an ordinary private room without any place to hide, and Mo Zifei, struck by a sudden idea, flipped up the tablecloth and squeezed underneath.

Fortunately, the tablecloth was long enough to touch the ground, effectively concealing him inside.

He had just hidden himself.

An abrupt click.

The door to the private room swung open.

Gao Jianzhao, his stern face suddenly beaming with smiles, greeted, "Brother Chen, long time no see."

"Hello, leader."

Chen Fang responded quickly and hurriedly greeted him back.

"Hey, I told you before, just call me brother in private. Come, come, sit down. I've already ordered them to start serving the dishes."

This was just an ordinary meal.

Much plainer compared to the last time's "Jade Maiden Dish."

After the dishes were served.

Gao Jianzhao said, "Brother, you must have come this time concerning your job transfer. Mr. Li has already briefed me. Don't worry, the procedure is in motion. Next time, a phone call will suffice."

"Gao... Brother, what are you saying? You treat me so well, am I not allowed to come visit? From what you just said, are you implying you don't welcome me coming over for a meal?"

Chen Fang playfully said in mock anger.

These words also had the intention of bridging the gap.

Gao Jianzhao, with a stern face, replied, "What are you talking about? Ziwei Pavilion is as much your home as mine. I'll go say a word, and as long as you visit, you won't be charged a dime."

"Hahaha, big bro, shall we have a drink?"

"Yes, I insist on having a drink today with you, brother. Once you're working closer to Mr. Li, I'll be counting on you to look out for me more."

After finishing.

Gao Jianzhao stood up and went outside the private room to fetch some liquor.

In this interval.

Mo Zifei took the opportunity to leave.

Chen Fang was just about to lift the tablecloth.

Suddenly, two fair hands reached between his legs.

What was this about?

Before he could react, the zipper of his trousers was pulled down.

The hands explored inside, not stirring much before Chen Fang's response began to rise.

"Little brother, today let's drink some of the fine liquor I've saved, don't mind the plain packaging, I don't usually have the heart to drink it," said Gao Jianzhao.

He returned quickly.

Just as he sat down to open the bottle.

The bold hands drew Chen Fang's "Supreme Sword" from its sheath.

Damn!

What was this about?

Chen Fang's heart started pounding fiercely again.

Taking advantage of Gao Jianzhao pouring the drinks, Chen Fang leaned forward slightly, trying to hide his lower body with the tablecloth.

When Chen Fang took the cup from Gao Jianzhao's hand, his hand shook, and a third of the liquor spilled out.

This happened.

Because at that very moment.

A moist warmth enveloped him.

This woman was far too bold.

Chen Fang muttered in his heart.

"Oh dear, big bro, I'm so sorry, your pouring got me too excited, I accidentally spilled a bit."

Chen Fang had no choice but to come up with an excuse.

Gao Jianzhao didn't notice anything unusual.

The two of them chatted leisurely, eating and drinking, meanwhile, underneath the tablecloth, Mo Zifei didn't have a moment to spare and was even busier than Chen Fang.

Enduring an intense different kind of stimulation while trying to keep up with the conversation with Gao Jianzhao, Chen Fang's head was about to explode.

At this moment.

Any carelessness in being discovered.

Chen Fang probably wouldn't be able to walk out of Ziwei Pavilion.

After three rounds of drinks.

Gao Jianzhao was slightly tipsy.

Chen Fang saw the timing was right.

He paused, then asked, "Brother, you've been in Changming County for a long time. Have you ever heard the saying that during the day the county is under Mr. Li, but at night, it belongs to Zhang Cheng?"

"Hehe, that's just idle talk from those who have nothing better to do after a full meal. You believe that?"

Gao Jianzhao asked with a cold chuckle.

Chen Fang smiled slightly and replied, "Though it's idle talk, surely, if someone offends Zhang Cheng, the consequences would not be too good, would they?"

"Why would I offend him? He's the rogue; I'm the official. We follow different paths and don't plan together—we are people from two different worlds."

As Gao Jianzhao said these words, his face was calm, nowhere near appearing deep and unfathomable.