Qin Feng delivered a long, well-argued speech, only then did Mei Hui feel satisfied and hang up. At this moment, he realized that he was holding a beautiful young girl half-naked in his arms—ah, what a waste! Unfair, unfair! Calling it half-naked was quite generous—actually, it was quite unfair. The girl now wore nothing but a slightly crooked, thin underwear, and the light covering that had hung on her shoulders earlier had already slipped off and landed on the sofa. What a beast, what a beast! Had it not been for that timely phone call, he would have surely pressed the young Huang girl down on the sofa, turning her from a young girl into a wife. As for the girl herself, her cheeks were flushed, her bright eyes expressing a touch of displeasure, her entire body glowing with a delicate pink hue, and her delicate frame warm and tinged with heat. Her little mouth was pouted high in protest. "Little Zhi...” "Uncle, shall we continue? Shall we continue, please?" the girl suggested. Continue? Forget it! Having already undressed her so thoroughly, it would indeed be hard to justify not giving her some explanation. Could they just act like proper gentlemen, saying, "We simply can't do this"? He was certain the young girl's self-respect would be deeply hurt—worse than being embarrassed to rise from her seat and face the room. Qin Da, shifting the subject, asked, "Miss, do you usually get your period around a certain date?" Of course, the girl wouldn't hide it. "It came last week, so about ten days ago," she replied. "Then we're in trouble!" Qin Da pretended to be deeply distressed, continuing to eat his tofu. "If we proceed, you're likely to end up with a big belly." The girl's eyes widened instantly—she was genuinely startled. While it's natural for young people to be curious about their first romantic encounters, and often driven by that curiosity rather than reason, it doesn't mean they lack reason altogether—it simply means that their sense of reason has been completely overwhelmed by their curiosity. Who, once rational, would foolishly go through with something just to prove a point? With her head tilted and a pout on her lips, the young girl said, "It seems only the first seven and last eight days are safe—ah, that means today I can't have sex with my brother-in-law... well, I actually want to!" Qin's younger brother breathed a sigh of relief; as long as you're aware of the fear, that's all he needed. He'd never tell you about the risky period, and there were plenty of ways to sidestep it altogether. "You're still in school, aren't you? What about your belly growing? When the time comes, Xiao Fei and Xiao Jia will surely mock you. So today simply won't work," he said, adopting a tone of patient guidance. After a moment's thought, the young girl finally sighed, "I don't want to grow a big belly so early, and I certainly don't want to be teased by the two of them." Qin Feng chuckled quietly to himself—how could he possibly let her grow a big belly when he knew she wanted to? For now, he'd managed to get her to buy into the story. As for the day she "Would it be alright if they get one more chance to cuddle with my brother? I think that should be fine, right?" The young girl straightened up proudly, reaching for and holding onto his large hand, placing it again at the entrance of her garden. Of course it can be arranged. Under the relentless attacks from his big mouth and those sneaky hands, the young girl soon grew breathless and weak, eventually staying put on his sofa, refusing to leave. To leave like this would have been quite cruel for Qin Da Shao. He vowed to bring Fang Fang over tonight and thoroughly satisfy her and Mei Hui, letting off all his pent-up energy. ... At a spot exactly 300 meters directly opposite the municipal government building, Qin Feng stood by the window, surrounded by various spying equipment—such as a powerful telescope resembling a cannon and remote recording devices. These instruments were all aimed at a window on the upper floors of the government building—the Secretary's Office. He observed Wu Dong here for several consecutive days and found that his work was actually quite monotonous—every day he either sat at his desk signing documents or stared at his computer screen, going through the motions without any variation. It was flawless. He realized this was a rather clumsy approach and found it difficult to make Wu Dong take the initiative and reveal any weaknesses. With a determined resolve, he decided it might be better to go for a more efficient strategy—after all, if Wu Dong has been maneuvering behind the scenes so skillfully, then he had no need to be overly polite. He assigned Mei Hui a task: to call the secretary of the Municipal Party Secretary on behalf of Qin Group and request an audience with the Party Secretary. A few days ago, the Party Secretary had even mentioned plans to visit Qin Group. Until the inspection schedule was confirmed, it was essential for senior officials from both sides to establish personal connections. When the call reached Wu Dong, he heard that the visitor was the Group's Vice President and immediately agreed without hesitation. They scheduled a meeting for two o'clock in the afternoon. At a quarter to three, Qin, dressed in a suit, appeared at the main gate of the Municipal Committee, and upon explaining his purpose, he was promptly granted entry. This was his firsthand experience of the weight of the government in the Celestial Kingdom. In developed nations in Europe and North America, ordinary citizens can freely enter government offices, since every brick and every employee's salary is funded by taxpayers. It's commonplace for people to go into government buildings simply to use the restroom. When the restroom itself becomes a shared public facility, it's hardly surprising that people are never obstructed when they seek a specific department to resolve issues. In contrast, in the Celestial Kingdom, government gatekeepers are so thorough that they often inquire about your ancestors' occupations, asking you to prove your lineage. Unless you have an advance appointment, you'll never get admitted. Moreover, before allowing you entry, the security staff will diligently call the person you wish to see, confirming their availability before granting you access. That is to say, it's absolutely impossible for ordinary people to meet their local government officials here—better just go home and watch TV, as this has become a daily news item. Once inside, he was amazed at how well-funded the Chinese government truly is—the buildings are so tall, and although the interior decoration isn't particularly opulent, the materials used are all high-end. He took the elevator to the appropriate floor. When he knocked on Wu Dong's office door and looked into each other's eyes, he didn't recognize Qin Feng at first. It wasn't surprising—Qin, the young executive, not only wore a suit but also wore a pair of black-framed glasses, looking quite like a typical overseas-returning corporate manager. "You?" Wu Dong exclaimed, visibly excited when he recognized him. Qin Feng removed his glasses and smiled, "Is it not welcome?" Wu Dong immediately regained his composure and smiled, "Of course not—your visit as the Group's Vice President must surely make my office feel truly honored." "The VP has a sudden engagement, so I had to come over." Qin didn't wait for the other to invite him to sit down; he simply settled across from him with a rather direct and unceremonious grace. He genuinely didn't enjoy the lengthy small talk about formalities. Seeing Wu Dong still clinging to the usual office rituals, Qin cut straight to the point: "We both know the ground game well—so why go on about all this unnecessary small talk? Wu Dong, we've always been clear about what you really want. Since you're not willing to cut to the chase in front of people, let's just say it plainly."