The Tempting Road to Becoming an Official

"Drag him out, I'll deal with him in a bit!"

Zhang Cheng was also furious to the extreme.

Fang Mei and Fang Gui had long wanted to lay hands on Chen Fang.

Just as they were about to exert force,

Chen Fang twisted his shoulder.

Their hands slipped off.

They glanced at each other, then each threw a fist towards his face.

Just at that moment, Yan Xinyu, who had been staring at them, cried out in desperation, "Stop, don't fight!"

Everyone's movements halted instantly.

It seemed even breathing stopped.

Especially Zhang Cheng.

Initially shocked, he then yelled out, "Xinyu, Xinyu, you can talk, my god, Xinyu, you can talk!"

Perhaps it was tears of joy.

Zhang Cheng's eyes moistened.

Yan Xinyu's hand stretched out from under the covers, reached Zhang Cheng's cheek, and wiped away his tears.

Zhang Cheng was even more astounded.

He grabbed Yan Xinyu's hand, tremblingly said, "You...you can move, that's wonderful, you can move."

On the side, Chen Fang said, "You two wait a moment, but let me remind you, because she hasn't moved in a long time, her muscles have atrophied. She shouldn't get out of bed yet. She needs a good period of recuperation first."

Having said that,

Chen Fang pulled Fang Mei and Fang Gui out of the bedroom.

The two who initially despised Chen Fang,

seeing that he really cured Yan Xinyu, kept quiet.

Older sister Fang Mei still had a cold demeanor.

But younger sister Fang Gui became curious about Chen Fang and shyly asked, "Are you really a miracle doctor? So amazing, to be able to heal at such a young age."

"Little Gui, what are you doing?"

Just after she asked, she was reprimanded by Fang Mei.

Fang Gui stuck out her tongue and immediately dared not speak.

Chen Fang smiled slightly and asked, "I see you both have some skills in your hands, have you practiced since childhood?"

"Yes, my sister and I have been practicing Sanda since we were young. We always thought we were quite impressive, but it turns out you are even more impressive."

Fang Gui's eyes showed admiration.

Fang Mei scoffed and said, "What's the use of being impressive? What's the use of good medical skills? He's just a scoundrel in scholar's clothing, a stinking rogue!"

"No, Miss Fang Mei, how am I a stinking rogue? What's wrong with complimenting your figure, saying you have a nice butt?"

"You still dare?"

Fang Mei's face turned red.

She threw another punch at Chen Fang.

Chen Fang caught it steadily and said, "You are no match for me. Aren't you afraid I might touch your butt again, or do you actually enjoy it when I do?"

"Stinking rogue! Little Gui, attack!"

Fang Mei commanded.

Just as the two were causing a commotion,

the bedroom door was pushed open.

The scene immediately quieted down.

Zhang Cheng's eyes were red, clearly having just cried.

He looked emotionlessly at Chen Fang and said, "You were promised three things, you can state them now."

"President Zhang keeps his word. First, halt the construction site and rectify according to the requirements of the Safety Supervision Bureau. When I approve, you may resume work,"

Zhang Cheng was expected to hesitate,

but he did not at all.

He said, "Okay, I will notify my people to do as you say. What's the second thing?"

Chen Fang's gaze fell on Fang Mei and Fang Gui and said, "These two women are mine for a month."

"What did you say?"

Fang Mei was furious upon hearing this.

Zhang Cheng's face also showed difficulty.

He said, "These two were orphans I adopted in my thirties. I have raised them for more than a decade."

Hearing that,

Fang Mei smiled, clearly proud, as if boasting to Chen Fang.

After Zhang Cheng said this, he pondered for a while then said, "Alright, they are yours for a month, but please treat them well."

"Brother Cheng!"

Fang Mei became anxious.

Just as she was about to say something,

Zhang Cheng interrupted her and said, "Mei, your life is mine, are my words something you would defy?"

Fang Mei's spirit deflated,

and she looked down and said, "I wouldn't dare!"

"Then from now on, you two are Chen Fang's people. His orders supersede mine. Can you do that?"

"We can!"

Fang Gui immediately responded.

"And you?"

Zhang Cheng then asked Fang Mei.

Although reluctant, Fang Mei ultimately responded in a defeated tone, "We can!"

Zhang Cheng was very satisfied and nodded, asking, "What's the third thing?"

"I haven't thought of the third thing yet, I'll tell you when I've decided."

"Okay, but I'm only giving you 24 hours. If you don't have a demand within 24 hours, it won't count."

Zhang Cheng said.

24 hours?

Isn't that too short a time?

But having some time is better than none.

Chen Fang waved his hand and said, "Alright, let's part ways here, Director Zhang. Until we meet again."

As Chen Fang left,

Fang Gui scurried after him.

The injustice in Fang Mei's eyes.

But now nothing could be changed, and she could only helplessly follow.

The three of them naturally couldn't ride a motorcycle.

Chen Fang hailed a taxi.

The three of them sat side by side in the back seat.

Chen Fang sat in the middle.

One sister on each side.

When they first started driving, none of them spoke.

Seeing the atmosphere was a bit somber, Chen Fang moved his shoulders and said, "Ah, my shoulders are a bit sore from the treatment earlier. How about you two give me a massage?"

"Sure."

Fang Gui on the left quickly reached out to start massaging Chen Fang.

Seeing that Fang Mei didn't move,

Chen Fang said, "What? Not happy about it? Don't forget, you belong to me starting now."

Fang Mei opened her mouth, wanting to curse.

But in the end, she swallowed her anger.

After all, it was only for a month, and she could deal with him later.

She could only obediently stretch out her hand and start massaging Chen Fang's shoulder.

Being served by both, the joy was boundless.

Chen Fang was so pleased that even the driver was envious.

"Did you ask us to come with you just to give you a massage?"

Fang Mei asked.

Chen Fang smiled slightly and said, "Of course not, I can't afford to indulge like that. I just think you both have great skills, and I want you to help me look after someone."

"Who?"

"A woman. You'll know when we get there."

Chen Fang said.

They had left Tiancheng Group almost at noon.

At the entrance of Guangwei Motorcycles,

a government car slowly pulled over.

After the driver opened the door, Zhao Shoujiang dressed in a suit got out.

At that moment, Zhao Xixi was at the entrance talking to a few people, smiling. But as soon as she saw Zhao Shoujiang, her smile disappeared instantly.

She turned around and went inside.

"Xi'er."

Zhao Shoujiang followed her in.

"What are you doing here? Aren't you afraid that I, the catastrophe lone star, would affect you?"

Zhao Xixi stopped, her tone cold as she asked.

"Xi'er, what are you saying? You're my daughter, how would I be afraid of you affecting me negatively? When your mom died, I was still grieving, and I didn't know how to face you, that's why I let you board at school."

Zhao Shoujiang had never said these words before.

Zhao Xixi was stunned for a moment.

Clearly,

she was surprised as well.

"Xi'er, you've really misunderstood Dad. Dad has really missed you and wanted you to come home every day. Do you know what it feels like to wake up to an empty house every morning? I didn't come to you because I was afraid you wouldn't want to deal with me. I really didn't want to see you unhappy."

It was another emotional speech.

Tears were swirling in Zhao Xixi's eyes.

"Why have you never said such things to me before?"

Zhao Xixi wiped away her tears and asked.

Zhao Shoujiang sighed and said, "Dad has been so focused on work these years that I neglected you. I came today to say I'm sorry."

"You've said your piece, now you can go."

Zhao Xixi was still unable to accept this reality and continued to speak coldly.

Zhao Shoujiang turned and took a plastic bottle from the driver, filled with orange liquid.

"Dad remembers how much you loved orange juice when you were little. This bottle of orange juice was freshly squeezed by me."

Having said that,

he placed the orange juice on the store's counter.

"Who needs your stuff? Take it back."

Zhao Xixi knocked the bottle to the floor with a sweep of her hand.

Zhao Shoujiang sighed.

He turned and left the motorcycle store.

Looking back repeatedly with each step, almost every look was filled with a father's tenderness.

Watching the car slowly drive away,

Zhao Xixi squatted down and picked up the bottle of orange juice.