Chapter 851

The group laughed again. Amidst the laughter, Zhang Jiayin played a tile, and the carefully orchestrated game officially began. Although Zheng Tulu was ready early, he was only waiting for a "two-ten-thousand" tile, which wasn't a very good wait. After seven or eight rounds, he still hadn't won. Zheng Tulu grew a bit impatient; as he drew a tile and felt it, he guessed and grumbled, "This is strange, why isn't the tile coming?" Just as he finished speaking, a look of joy appeared on his face. He flipped over the tile in his hand and said joyfully, "A hidden kong."

"Double the payout," Zhang Hui said with a charming smile.

"Director Zheng, it seems your luck is really good tonight. It looks like you're going to wipe out our whole family, haha..." Zhang Jiayin joked.

Zheng Tulu looked at the table. Seeing that the round would be a draw in a few more turns, a hidden kong counted as a bomb. If he self-drew a bomb, it would be a "flower on a kong," worth 1,200 from each person—3,600 in one go. Thinking of this, Zheng Tulu said impatiently, "Why isn't the tile coming? I was ready so early, this is really strange. Are Old Zhang and Old Lin playing against me?"

Lin Dafa and Zhang Jiayin exchanged a knowing look. Zhang Jiayin coughed. His wife, who was already accustomed to such occasions, immediately understood and looked at him. She quietly glanced at Zheng Tulu's waiting hand, then pretended to scratch an itch on her face with two fingers. Seeing this, Zhang Jiayin understood. A treacherous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He broke up a good hand and played a "two-bamboo" tile, but noticed Zheng Tulu had no reaction, so he glanced sideways at his wife.

His wife shook her head slightly and gave him a secret look. Zhang Jiayin realized he had misunderstood. When the turn came around again, he played a "two-ten-thousand" tile casually and said, "Two-ten-thousand, nobody wants this, right?"

Zheng Tulu looked at the tile he played, his face full of joy. He pushed over his tiles and said, "Sorry, I won."

"Old Zhang, what are you doing playing that tile?" Lin Dafa said, pretending to complain.

"Who knew Director Zheng needed a two-ten-thousand? Nothing you can do when his luck is good," Zhang Jiayin said with a chuckle.

"Pay up, pay up," Zheng Tulu said excitedly.

Zhang Jiayin's wife took a stack of "Chairman Mao" bills from her purse, gave a stack to her daughter, and a stack to Zhang Jiayin. Lin Dafa took several stacks of "Chairman Mao" from a kraft paper bag and pulled out a stack to stuff into the drawer where Zheng Tulu kept his money. Zheng Tulu didn't count it; he had no idea that the money Lin Dafa stuffed in was far more than what he was supposed to get according to the rules. Although the Zhang family was "accompanying the Crown Prince to study," this game was mainly arranged for Lin Dafa, so they didn't give too much to their daughter either; each counted out nine "Chairman Mao" bills and handed them to Zheng Tulu.

Although this amount of money didn't mean much to Zheng Tulu, it was, after all, won at the mahjong table under the guise of entertainment, and it was a "good start." The old guy was naturally very happy; he chuckled, took the money Zhang Jiayin handed him, and put it in the drawer.

The second round began...

Ever since the old lecher made that call to Lan Mei, Lan Mei had been leaning against the headboard, deep in thought, not knowing what to do. If she didn't agree to him, she was afraid he would make those ugly, shameful photos of her public. How would she face anyone then? The more she thought, the more afraid she became. Finally, she picked up her phone and, feeling uneasy, sent a message to Zhao Desan about the matter.

It was already past midnight. Zhao Desan and Su Qing had rolled in the sheets once and had gone to sleep early after showering. However, Zhao Desan was a light sleeper; he would wake up alert at the slightest disturbance. The phone on the nightstand buzzed a few times, and he woke up with a start. He turned his head to look and saw the notification light on the phone flashing green. Knowing a message had arrived, Zhao Desan alertly glanced at Sister Su. Seeing her curled up with her back to him, sleeping soundly, he cautiously called out "Sister Su" a few times. Seeing she had no reaction and was still breathing evenly, sleeping sweetly, he felt relieved.

Only then did Zhao Desan carefully lift the quilt, turn on his side, and reach over to grab the phone. Fearing the bright light of the screen would be too glaring in the dark room once unlocked, he got out of bed lightly, took the phone, and tiptoed to the door. He carefully opened the door a crack, slipped out sideways, closed the door, and went straight to the restroom before unlocking the phone. He saw the message notification displayed "Director Lan."

*Why is Director Lan messaging me so late? * Zhao Desan, confused, pressed "Read" and opened the message.

"Little Zhao, that beast Zheng Liangyu just called to threaten me, telling me to go to the Prince Hotel. I don't know... I don't know what to do."

*Damn! * This old lecher must have been aroused so late at night, really thinking he could control Director Lan with those photos and make her his plaything! Zhao Desan thought indignantly. Out of concern, he called Director Lan directly.

Lan Mei didn't expect Zhao Desan to call her directly so late, so she answered the phone with some relief.

"Director Lan, you said that beast threatened you to go to the Prince Hotel?" Zhao Desan asked, keeping his voice very low for fear of waking Sister Su.

"Yes, just now. I... I don't know what to do." Director Lan's voice sounded shaky over the phone; one could feel how uneasy she was.

"Why did he suddenly call you so late?" Zhao Desan couldn't understand. It was the middle of the night; if the old lecher were at home, he wouldn't be calling Director Lan. He must be out socializing, and after drinking, his lust was aroused.

"I don't know, I don't know what to do. He said if I don't go, he will... will make those photos public... I'm very scared now." Lan Mei's voice trembled over the phone. She was very conflicted about whether to go. If she went, she would definitely be humiliated by that old lecher again; if she didn't go, she was very worried her photos would be made public, causing her to lose face.

"Director Lan, did you notice anything unusual about him, like if he had been drinking?" Zhao Desan asked her.

"It seems he had been drinking; he sounded a bit tipsy," Lan Mei replied, not knowing why he asked.

"Then don't worry. If he calls again, just answer. I suspect he only got aroused because he was drinking. You must not agree to him. If you agree to him again and again, he will think you are easy to bully and will become even more excessive," Zhao Desan advised her. As a man, Zhao Desan understood that people are prone to lust after drinking, but they also forget quickly, which is why he said that.

"This... is this okay? I'm afraid he will make those photos public." Director Lan's voice sounded full of concern over the phone.

"It's fine, Director Lan, listen to me. Just turn off your phone and go to sleep in a while. Don't pay attention to him. He definitely won't make your photos public," Zhao Desan said firmly. "Director Lan, think about it. Since he took those photos, he wants to possess you for a long time. He won't just tear off the mask and make the photos public because you refuse once. After all, you are in the same unit, and you see each other every day. Making things too extreme isn't good for anyone. Zheng Tulu is, after all, a person of status and position; if things get too big, he won't be able to save face either."

After hearing Zhao Desan's words, Lan Mei thought about it carefully and felt what he said made a lot of sense, so she said, "Then... then I'll just turn off my phone and ignore it?"

"Yes," Zhao Desan said firmly.

At this moment, he suddenly heard faint noises in the distance. Listening carefully, it sounded like footsteps approaching. He immediately became alert and lowered his voice to Lan Mei, "Director Lan, alright, it's too late, you should go to sleep quickly. I'm going to sleep too." After saying this, he hung up the phone immediately. ===== CHAPTER 852 =====