The Tempting Road to Becoming an Official

"Young Master Lin, aren't your words a bit offensive to me?"

Chen Fang asked.

Lin Jie was indifferent.

He sneered, "Mr. Chen, since we've laid everything out, there's no need for pretense. I'll be upfront—you name your price, I can afford it."

"Then there's nothing for us to discuss."

Chen Fang saw Lin Jie still being the same.

He was about to turn and leave.

The young man who had come with him suddenly appeared and blocked his way.

"What does this mean?"

Chen Fang asked.

At this time, Lin Jie, having shed his facade, was no longer polite.

His face was full of disdain.

He took out a cigarette and tapped it on his fingernail, saying, "Mr. Chen, I said, you can name your price. I have more money than Xu Wanwan; the power she can give you, I can also provide; if you just have lustful desires, I have women of all kinds at my disposal. Whatever you like, I can send it to you."

"Young Master Lin, being able to stand here and talk with you means I respect you; of course, respect is mutual, and you should understand that."

Chen Fang said coldly.

Lin Jie let out a cold laugh.

He said, "Mr. Chen, have you made your final choice?"

"I think I've been clear enough."

Chen Fang said.

Lin Jie nodded.

He said, "Alright, then I respect your decision."

After saying that.

He extended his hand towards Chen Fang proactively.

What does this mean?

After just threatening him, he became polite again.

Since he took the initiative.

Chen Fang couldn't be rude.

As soon as their hands met.

Lin Jie leaned in, one hand patting the back of his hand, and whispered in his ear, "Mr. Chen, you will regret your decision today. Remember, this is what I, Lin Jie, am telling you."

After saying this.

He let go of Chen Fang's hand, laughed heartily, and walked away.

"He didn't give you a hard time, did he?"

Returning to the entrance, Xu Wanwan asked worriedly.

Chen Fang gave a faint smile.

He said, "It's fine, let's go in."

As the doors opened.

A lavishly decorated hall came into view.

The luxurious decorations were self-evident.

It felt as if one was inside a Western royal palace.

Various handsome men and beautiful women mingled within.

Each dressed quite appropriately.

High-end red wine, exquisite dishes, and in the corner, a pianist was playing.

At this moment.

Someone shouted, "Miss Xu is here."

The eyes of the crowd turned towards them.

If it had been a few years ago, Chen Fang might have felt a little nervous.

At this moment.

A handsome man holding a glass of red wine walked gracefully towards them.

The man was about thirty years old.

Good-looking and dressed in high fashion.

He cast an unfriendly glance at Chen Fang, then with a face full of smiles, said to Xu Wanwan, "Miss Xu, I saw you half an hour ago, and in the blink of an eye, you disappeared?"

"Oh, Young Master Jiang, I went to pick up my date."

Xu Wanwan replied gracefully.

The man glanced again at Chen Fang, his eyes full of disdain, and asked, "Is he the date you're referring to, Miss Xu? May I ask, where do you work, sir?"

"Young Master Jiang, is it? Pleasure to meet you, my surname is Chen. I'm not in any high-flown positions, just making a living."

Chen Fang replied somewhat humbly.

Heh.

The man's mouth made a sound of disdain.

He took out a business card.

Extending it to Chen Fang with one hand.

Chen Fang took it and looked at it.

No wonder he was so arrogant.

He was the son of Jiang Wuhua from Aimei Insurance Group.

Aimei Insurance Group ranks among the top private insurance groups in the country.

Primarily engaged in insurance and securities business.

The market value is quite high.

But compared to Zhong Xiqian, it still falls short.

Seeing no change on Chen Fang's face.

Jiang Wuhua was somewhat displeased.

However, with Xu Wanwan present, he didn't lose his temper.

He cheerfully asked, "Miss Xu, may I have this dance?"

At the side of the hall, next to the piano, there was a dance floor where many couples were dancing.

Xu Wanwan waved her hand.

She said, "Young Master Jiang, you should ask someone else. My date just arrived, so I should accompany him first."

These words.

Instantly made Jiang Wuhua a bit embarrassed.

He left dejectedly, casting unfriendly glances towards Chen Fang from time to time.

Clearly.

He was interested in Xu Wanwan.

At this moment.

Xu Wanwan's eyes brightened.

In a far corner.

She saw the person she was looking for.

A young man, not very tall, in his twenties, chatting with others.

This was Xu Wanwan's target for the evening—Yang Zui, the son of Yang Baihao, Secretary of the Provincial Committee of Yanzhao.

She turned to Chen Fang and said, "Mayor Chen, please feel free to look around. I'll have a brief chat with Yang Zui, and then introduce you two, is that okay?"

"No worries, do what you need to do. I'm hungry and will find something to eat."

Chen Fang smiled and said.

Xu Wanwan attended this party with a purpose.

So she left Chen Fang.

And proactively walked towards Yang Zui.

Alone, Chen Fang.

Strolled to the buffet table.

No kidding, the table was piled high with delicious food.

It was close to 8 PM.

His stomach was already protesting with hunger.

Chen Fang didn't mind about being a gentleman.

He filled his plate fully and picked a table in the corner to feast.

This whole process didn't escape Jiang Wuhua's notice.

Especially seeing him devour a large plate of food, Jiang Wuhua concluded that Chen Fang was someone who didn't know how to act dignified.

Jiang Wuhua was already a fool.

He thought, if he could thoroughly humiliate Chen Fang.

His own image would elevate in Xu Wanwan's heart.

With this thought.

He swaggered over to Chen Fang.

And loudly said, "Mr. Chen, eating so much? Did you not eat for three days just for today's party?"

The voice was loud.

The nearby men and women were immediately attracted.

All looked over at Chen Fang.

Upon seeing the mountain of food, they began to whisper.

After all, at such occasions.

Everyone was there for social interaction.

Moreover, such gluttony didn't match these people's status.

Seeing this scene.

Jiang Wuhua was naturally a bit smug.

But Chen Fang didn't care.

Peeling shrimp, he said, "Food is meant to be eaten. Enjoying it thoroughly is the best respect for it. What? Does Young Master Jiang eat something other than human food?"

As soon as these words were uttered.

Someone immediately caught the sarcasm.

And snickered quietly.

Jiang Wuhua was taken aback.

His face turned red.

He angrily shouted, "What do you mean by that?"