Chapter 444

"I know that, but in terms of specific operations, doesn't it still depend on what you propose to the municipal government, Brother Liu?" As he spoke, Lin Jianyang unzipped his bag and pulled out several stacks of "Chairman Mao" (banknotes) and placed them on the coffee table.

Zhao Desan glanced at the colorful "Chairman Mao" and laughed, "Secretary-General Lin, what is the meaning of this?"

"Just a small token, please don't take offense," Lin Jianyang said with a knowing smile. "If this matter can be settled, my old man's intention is to give Brother Liu a three-percent equity stake in that mine. How does that sound to you, Brother Liu?"

"Put it away quickly. Secretary-General Lin, you don't know, but the city has been cracking down on party conduct and clean government recently. If someone were to see this, I'd be finished. How can these things be placed out in the open?" Zhao Desan feigned vigilance as he said this, picking up the "Chairman Mao" and stuffing it back into his bag.

Seeing that he refused to accept it, Lin Jianyang became a bit anxious and said, "Brother Liu, look at you, what are you doing?"

"This is a place of work, an office. It cannot be accepted. Even if you are giving a gift, it shouldn't be done so openly," Zhao Desan said with a mysterious smile.

Lin Jianyang smiled knowingly and said, "Then when would Brother Liu have time for us to find a place to have a good chat?"

"We'll see," Zhao Desan said. "Secretary-General Lin, is there anything else?"

"That's it, nothing else," Lin Jianyang said, feeling a bit discouraged.

Zhao Desan stood up and said, "If there's nothing else, Secretary-General Lin, please head back. I'll contact you another day when I have time."

Seeing him showing him the door, Lin Jianyang could only leave, feeling unwilling.

Back in the car, Lin Jianyang's wife saw his dejected look and asked, "How did it go?"

"It's not easy to handle. This guy surnamed Liu doesn't seem to buy this. He won't take the money, and he doesn't want the equity," Lin Jianyang said, feeling disheartened.

Lin Jianyang's wife, named Liu Hui, was in the prime of her youth. She was stunningly beautiful, with a tall and imposing figure. In particular, the two high, full, and firm peaks on her chest were remarkable. Looking across all of Yuyang, there were truly few such rare beauties; even compared to the beautiful young lady Bai Ling, she did not fall short.

"You really are useless. You can't even handle this little thing. I don't believe there's anyone who doesn't love money!" Liu Hui gave him a look of resentment.

"If you're so capable, you go do it!" Lin Jianyang retorted.

Provoked, Liu Hui snatched the bag from his arms, put on a stern face, and said, "I'll go find him! I don't believe there's anyone who doesn't like money!" With that, she opened the car door, got out, and walked straight into the Coal Bureau gate.

After sending Lin Jianyang away, Zhao Desan thought about how this guy had come to visit in person and offered a three-percent equity stake. It seemed Lin Dafa was determined to swallow up Ma Lan's Xiaogou Mine.

Zhao Desan thought that if Lin Dafa really wanted to take down Sister Lan, he would need a trump card. He sent his thoughts to Ma Lan via text message. She considered it for a long time; if she could really get the Heihe Mine closed, it would be a significant blow to the Lin family and would also vent the hatred buried deep in her heart for many years. If she didn't act, she would be the one suffering heavy losses. Thus, she could only agree to Zhao Desan's idea to strike first, and invited him to meet on the weekend.

With Sister Lan's agreement, he placed his phone on the table, a sinister smile playing on his lips. While smoking, he thought about what he needed to do next.

Just as he was thinking intently, the office door was suddenly pushed open. Zhao Desan's anger flared up instantly. He thought, besides Bureau Chief Zhang, who else had the guts to barge in without even knocking? A nameless rage erupted, and before he could see who it was, he said unpleasantly, "Do you have any manners? Barging in without knocking!"

"Oh... I... I'm sorry, Section Chief Liu. I... excuse me." A clear apology followed, and as the words finished, a tall, graceful, and curvaceous figure appeared in his line of sight.

Focusing his eyes, he saw a beautiful young woman standing in the office, wearing a beige overcoat and high heels, standing a full 1.7 meters tall, with a tall figure and curvaceous lines.

The sudden appearance of such a beautiful sight in the office made Zhao Desan's eyes light up. He stared straight at her, speechless, wondering where such a beautiful and moving young woman had come from.

"Section Chief Liu, why are you looking at me like that?" Zhang Hui smiled playfully and charmingly. Without waiting for an invitation, she walked straight to his desk. She walked with her head held high and chest out, full of presence, her willow waist swaying, her full buttocks swinging left and right, and the two high peaks on her chest swaying up and down. Zhao Desan was dazzled, but he quickly regained his composure and asked with full suspicion, "You... who are you?"

The young woman walked up, her face overflowing with a moving smile, and said in a sweet voice, "Section Chief Liu, I am Lin Jianyang's wife. You haven't met me before."

"You... you are Secretary-General Lin's wife?" Zhao Desan's eyes widened in surprise. He thought, he didn't expect that guy with the treacherous face to have such a top-tier beauty for a wife. Was she blind?

The young woman smiled demurely, her watery eyes squinting into a line, and her red lips parted to reveal white teeth, "Yes, I am Lin Jianyang's wife, hehe." Shallow dimples appeared on her cheeks, and her smile was incredibly sweet, making people feel very comfortable.

"Secretary Lin really has great fortune. To have a wife as beautiful as a moon-shrouded flower or a diving fish, he has no regrets in this life, haha." Zhao Desan couldn't help but laugh and praise her.

Zhang Hui revealed shallow dimples, her face wearing an intoxicating smile, and said, "Section Chief Liu, you really know how to talk."

"Sit, sit quickly. Look at me, I was so busy talking to you that I forgot to let you sit." As he spoke, he got up from behind the desk and walked around to invite her to sit.

Zhang Hui smoothed her long skirt, brought her slender legs together, and sat on the sofa. Just as she was about to speak, Zhao Desan enthusiastically poured her a glass of water and handed it to her, "Mrs. Lin, drink some water."

"Section Chief Liu, you are too polite." Zhang Hui smiled lightly and reached out with both hands to take the water cup he handed over. Just then, Zhao Desan played a dirty trick. Just as she was about to take the cup, he released his hands a step early, and the cup of warm water fell squarely onto her two high peaks.

"Ah!" The young woman was startled by this unexpected scene and let out a cry of alarm. Taking this opportunity, Zhao Desan didn't care about anything else; he tore a piece of toilet paper from the coffee table and, while apologizing, reached out to wipe her two high peaks.

The young woman was frightened by Zhao Desan's enthusiasm. While dodging, she said, "Section Chief Liu, no need, no need."

"Let me wipe it, let me wipe it." Zhao Desan acted as if he didn't mind at all. Without even looking at her, he just lowered his head and took the opportunity to wipe forcefully on her two high peaks. He completely felt the elasticity of those two things wrapped under the knitted fabric—soft, warm, and bouncing back when pressed. It was a great feeling.

"Section Chief Liu, really, no need." The young woman covered her two big buns with her hands.

Only then did Zhao Desan feign sudden realization. He looked at her awkwardly and said, "Mrs. Lin, I'm really sorry. I... I didn't... I didn't mean to."

"It... it's okay." Two clouds of fiery red appeared on the young woman's face. Her watery eyes were bright and blurred. She looked a bit shy, but also had a sense of being full of charm.

"Mrs. Lin has a really great figure." Zhao Desan looked at her chest, which had been soaked by the water, with a lustful gaze and praised her with a smile.

The young woman felt embarrassed by his fiery gaze. The clouds on her cheeks expanded a bit. She lowered her head slightly and said shyly, "Section Chief Liu, you really know how to talk."

"I'm telling the truth. Mrs. Lin, you are tall to begin with, and you have everything in the right places. Your figure is really great." Zhao Desan looked her up and down with a wicked smile.

The young woman had come to handle business, but after being praised like this, she felt a bit smug. For a moment, she forgot what she had come here for. She sat on the sofa, head lowered, face flushed, a triumphant smile on her lips. She swept a glance at Zhao Desan and said in a low voice, "Section Chief Liu, actually, you are also quite handsome and imposing."

"Mrs. Lin said I know how to talk, but Mrs. Lin also knows how to talk." Seeing her charming demeanor, Zhao Desan couldn't help but get carried away. He simply got up and sat beside her. From the side, the two high peaks on her chest were truly as the poem described: "Looked at from the side, they are peaks." They were truly firm, without the slightest sign of sagging.