"Ow... Shui Xing, gentler, gentler, gentler..."
Liu Zhizhong yelped in pain, his face contorted and ugly, so very real.
His tall fra slumped, as if he was being squeezed to death by Zhang Yuxing, giving her quite the thrill—a delight in training and controlling n.
"Ah, feeling the pain now, are you? So, are you going to talk or not?"
"Ah, Shui Xing, it's all old history, stale as moldy sesa seeds. Zhang Hongyang still can't let it go, really small-minded..."
"Shut up!" Zhang Yuxing twisted her hand even tighter, then yanked upward, "Of course you've forgotten, huh? After sleeping with the belle of the school and taking your advantage, you just don't care anymore, treating it like stale sesa seeds! But Hongyang really had genuine feelings, it looks to be engraved in his bones, he's out for blood with you... are you going to talk or not?"
Liu Zhizhong grimaced in pain, nearly making a gesture of surrender, "I'll talk, I'll talk, isn't that enough? But let go first!"
Zhang Yuxing snorted coldly and finally released her grip. She sat down on her luxurious office chair, crossed her enchanting legs, and folded her arms across her chest, exuding the authority of a beautiful mayor.
"Speak up, co clean, I'm all ears! Don't think about fooling ; I can find out everything from Hongyang."
Liu Zhizhong shook his head reluctantly, simply sat down on the sofa provided for guests to rest, and silently lit up a cigarette.
Gazing at the bright skies outside the window, a bitter smile flashed across his face.
Zhang Yuxing eyed him and said, "Oh, look at you turning all broody. Hurry up and speak, I've got docunts to review!"
"Heh, maybe you could go on with those docunts, Mayor Zhang? I'll go back and work on the plan for the municipal sanitation workers' rest station?"
"Don't you think about slipping away! Talk first, then you can work!"
Liu Zhizhong took a deep breath, his thoughts still trailing back to his college days.
Just as he was about to spill it all, Zhang Yuxing's personal phone rang.
She picked it up and imdiately said to Liu Zhizhong, "Don't talk yet, my big brother is calling!"
Her brother, naturally, was the forr Mayor of Yangzhou, Zhang Zhengju who had retired quite so years ago, the birth father of Zhang Hongyang and Zhang Qixiang, and of course, Zhang Xueyao, heh...
Seeing this, Liu Zhizhong quickly fell silent and sat there waiting.
Zhang Yuxing pressed the phone to her ear and answered.
After a short while, she ended the call with a serious expression, stood up, and said, "Let's call it a day; I need to go ho. After I finish up next Monday, I'll co listen to your stale sesa seeds from college!"
With that, she quickly packed up her bag, her face tensed up, and promptly left the office.
Liu Zhizhong didn't know what had happened at her ho, but it seed significant.
As Zhang Yuxing was packing up, Liu Zhizhong had already ssaged the Mayor's official car driver: Be ready, we're leaving soon!
These details, of course, were nothing for Zhang Yuxing to worry about. As she arrived at the yard, the official car was already heated up, with the air conditioning blowing soft and fragrant breezes.
Seated in the official car, she was genuinely pleased with Liu Zhizhong's secretarial services, quite comforted.
Yet thinking of his entanglent with her nephew, Zhang Hongyang, Zhang Yuxing felt a bit troubled, even thinking, 'Am I really taking Liu Zhizhong's side completely now, being a bit too harsh on my nephew, Zhang Hongyang?'
But what she didn't understand was that this is how won are; once conquered by a man, especially once plunged into such wonder, won essentially beco slaves to the man, without any room to struggle.
In public, she might appear hostile toward Liu Zhizhong, treating him like a slave, but behind closed doors, wasn't she serving Liu Zhizhong like an emperor, proficient in every pleasing craft?
As for Liu Zhizhong, he soon had the plan for the municipal sanitation workers' rest station ready, a testant to his talent.
As the first 'fire' lit under Zhang Yuxing's new administration, he was quite satisfied.
With the plan finished, evening approached, and he finalized arrangents with Ma Qingqing, preparing to leave early the next morning. He would personally drive, picking up Ma Qingqing from her villa at four in the morning.
He, of course, was looking forward to the weekend trip to the Provincial City, especially with Ma Qingqing now the absolute belle of the Yangzhou campus—romantic and budding affection naturally ensuing, a delectable craving hard to resist.
Of course, he also had to et with director Feng Xiaoyue in the Provincial City for so official matters. He had to handle two things: the script for the Provincial Culture and Tourism promotional video and the screenplay for Zhang Hongyang's "County Governnt Office." Damn, acting as Zhang Hongyang's pawn left him sowhat displeased.
But realizing that Zhang Hongyang wasn't going to gain anything from this, he felt consoled.
Of course, Liu Zhizhong also knew that politically, sticking with Zhang Yuxing wasn't nearly enough. Her constant protection would make people suspicious sooner or later.
Behind Zhang Hongyang stood the vast Zhang Family, with far more political resources than Liu Zhizhong had. So when Zhang Hongyang asked him to do his bidding, Liu Zhizhong couldn't refuse and had to swallow his pride. Fortunately, Zhang Qixiang's and Zhang Yuxing's supports were comforting and balancing, heh!
However, as he drove and pondered, Liu Zhizhong suddenly wanted to use the weekend trip to the Provincial City to try and get closer to Minister Luo Tianlin. Perhaps through Luo Shuxiu's connection?
Thinking of Luo Shuxiu... sigh... Liu Zhizhong felt his blood boiling, those unforgettable nights—but alas, she must be married by now, right?
After much contemplation, Liu Zhizhong decided to contact Minister Zhang Tianbao of the City Committee that evening to chat.
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