Noon, twelve o'clock.
Zhao Yunpeng woke up feeling groggy.
Opening his eyes, he saw someone sitting beside him, leisurely crossing their legs and smoking a cigarette.
"Who... who are you? Where am I?"
Zhao Yunpeng was still somewhat dazed at this point.
The seated person smiled faintly and said, "Mr. Zhao, you're awake. Let me introduce myself, my name is Chen Fang."
"Oh, Director Chen."
Zhao Yunpeng responded.
Suddenly, he jerked alert.
Asking, "Where is this? What happened to me?"
While speaking, he tried to struggle up from the bed.
It was then he realized that he couldn't move his body at all. Glancing down, he saw that both his hands were tied with rope, hanging from the head of the bed.
The feeling was the same with his feet.
His legs were also bound with ropes, hanging from the foot of the bed.
At this moment, he was completely naked, spread-eagled and fixed to a large bed.
"Chen Fang, what are you doing?"
Realizing something was wrong, Zhao Yunpeng shouted loudly.
He twisted and struggled desperately.
Trying to break free from his restraints.
But the ropes were tied tightly; all his efforts were futile.
"Mr. Zhao, don't be so agitated. I'm just hosting you," Chen Fang said quietly.
Zhao Yunpeng retorted furiously, "Hosting? Is this how you host someone? Release me immediately, or you'll bear all the consequences. I won't let you off."
"Look at that, Mr. Zhao has completely misunderstood my kindness. I'm just catering to your hobbies. I've heard that Mr. Zhao enjoys what's it called... yeah, SM. So, Mr. Zhao, are you satisfied with Chen's arrangements?" Chen Fang asked.
Zhao Yunpeng roared, "Chen Fang, I give you one minute to release me, or else I'll immediately cancel the Vocational Technical College project. Your days as the head of the Education Bureau might come to an end."
"Oh, Mr. Zhao is angry. Seems like I, Chen Fang, have been a disappointing host. Okay, okay, then let me entertain Mr. Zhao with something more thrilling, shall I?"
Having said that.
Chen Fang stood up.
He pressed a button in his hand.
A sharp butcher's knife slowly descended from directly above.
The knife was aimed precisely at Zhao Yunpeng's "little worm."
Zhao Yunpeng saw it and wailed like a banshee.
He thought Chen Fang was going to physically castrate him.
As the knife drew ever closer, it suddenly stopped just ten centimeters from his groin.
Zhao Yunpeng broke out in a cold sweat, heaved a sigh of relief, feeling like he had narrowly escaped death.
"Chen Fang, what are you doing? Have you lost your mind?" Zhao Yunpeng bellowed angrily.
Chen Fang said, "I've heard that Mr. Zhao likes beautiful women the most. Here, I've prepared a few beauties for Mr. Zhao today. I wonder if Mr. Zhao might be interested?"
"I don't want any beauties, I want you to release me right now!"
In such a situation, who would be interested? He raised his voice and ranted.
Chen Fang didn't care about him.
He clapped his hands.
The door to the bedroom opened.
The two beauties who had picked up Zhao Yunpeng walked in.
Both were wearing a set of provocative lingerie.
The one on the left was dressed as a nurse, with a small white cap on her head and a sheer white blouse that had a large opening at the chest.
Her breasts were half exposed, incredibly tempting.
She wore a tight transparent skirt around her hips.
Through the body-hugging skirt, one could see a palm-sized thong, barely visible, irresistibly alluring.
A pair of white stockings on her thighs not only served as decoration but also added a touch of sexiness.
The woman on the right was in an air hostess-themed outfit.
She too wore a small chic hat.
A blue tight-fitting blouse, with an even larger opening at the chest than the "nurse," on the verge of "bursting."
Her slender waist bare, with only a super short miniskirt below.
The hemline reached almost to the root of her thighs, as if a slight movement might reveal what was underneath.
A pair of alluring black stockings on her legs, fully displaying seduction.
"Mr. Zhao, do you like these two beauties?"
Chen Fang asked with a smile.
With just one glance, Zhao Yunpeng felt a warm surge slowly rising in his lower abdomen.
The once-limp eel also started to come to life.
It swelled as if engorged, bit by bit standing upright.
In that very instant, Zhao Yunpeng's gaze fell upon the pig-slaughtering knife, and he suddenly realized that if he was to rise to a certain extent, he would confront the hanging slaughter knife head-on, and if the bayonets clashed, he surmised he might never touch a woman again in his next life.
A cold sweat broke out on his back.
He knew what Chen Fang was up to.
He quickly closed his eyes, erasing the image of the two beauties' bodies from his mind.
"Since Mr. Zhao is satisfied, then I'll let the two beauties take good care of you."
Having said that,
Chen Fang snapped his fingers.
The two women stood on either side of the bed.
First, they shed their upper garments, unleashing their ample bosoms, which swayed leisurely as they leaned down, pressing against Zhao Yunpeng's chest.
From left and right, a soft, bouncing pressure came pushing up.
Zhao Yunpeng's heart rose to his throat.
The body's reaction was real.
Yet he couldn't enjoy it at all, his mind constantly thinking about all sorts of messy things, trying to distract himself. Zhao Yunpeng never dreamed that he'd one day be playing a resistance game with his own little brother.
"You two aren't doing it right, haven't you noticed Mr. Zhao has barely reacted?" Chen Fang teased from the side.
Upon hearing this,
The women exchanged glances.
They both slipped off their pants.
Now completely nude,
Both climbed onto the bed, spreading their legs and sitting on Zhao Yunpeng's parted thighs, allowing their "butterflies" to make intimate contact with his legs. Then they gently twisted their waists and began to rub slowly.
Zhao Yunpeng was an old hand at this.
The sensation of moist softness on either leg conjured vivid images in his mind.
The blood in his lower abdomen was almost boiling.
Making the little eel start to swell.
Growing larger and moving closer to the pig-slaughtering knife; on the verge of giving in, the two bayonets were about to "meet."
Zhao Yunpeng finally couldn't hold back any longer and shouted loudly, "Chen Fang, let me go; what on earth do you want to do?"
"I just wanted Mr. Zhao to have a good time. Don't you like the way I'm treating you? Or do you think there aren't enough of them? Shall I arrange for another two to come up?"
"No, no!"
Zhao Yunpeng shouted loudly.
He gritted his teeth and let out a long sigh.
He said, "I know what you want. I'll tell you, the person I was supposed to meet this time is Meng Shuwan, the secretary of Vice Mayor Xiao. I've been cooperating with Vice Mayor Xiao, planning to create false accounts and swallow an investment of 600 million."
Boom!
Although the truth had been suspected,
When Zhao Yunpeng admitted it, Chen Fang was still stunned as if struck by lightning.
He suppressed the agitation in his heart and asked, "How do you split the money?"
"Sixty-forty," Zhao Yunpeng said without hesitation.
Sixty percent of 600 million was 360 million.
No wonder Xiao Xiao took the risk to make a move on him again after the calm, because that number was too big.
"How do you plan to carry it out?"
Chen Fang continued to ask.
Zhao Yunpeng shook his head and said, "I don't know yet; we were meeting to talk about this very matter."
He didn't seem to be lying.
Chen Fang glanced at the two women.
They obediently climbed off Zhao Yunpeng, picked up their clothes from the floor, and walked out the room door.
Chen Fang stared at Zhao Yunpeng for a while, then turned and left as well.
He ignored Zhao's shouts and calls from behind.
Just as he entered the corridor, Lulu, who had been waiting by the door, followed him and said excitedly, "Brother Fang, Zhao Yunpeng confessed; your tactic really worked."
"It's useless. It's just Zhao Yunpeng's side of the story, not evidence. That's why he dared to say it," Chen Fang said.
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