The Tempting Road to Becoming an Official

Chapter 661


This is what we call a strategic retreat.

Chen Fang took on a big responsibility and turned Ding Guiqi's trap into his own proposal.

Zhao Yiping's reprimand was expected.

With that, the predicament had been easily resolved.

Meanwhile.

In Zhu Kuang's office.

The two shared a dirty joke, laughing heartily.

Suddenly, the phone on the desk rang.

Zhu Kuang picked up the phone and said naturally, "This is Zhu Kuang."

Ding Guiqi couldn't hear what was said on the phone, but he watched as Zhu Kuang's face grew darker by the second.

After hanging up.

Ding Guiqi asked, "What happened?"

Zhu Kuang, frowning, replied, "That was Hu Xintian. He said Zhao Yiping personally called him and ordered him not to stop the municipal office's bonus issuance. Otherwise, he might as well not be the Director of the Finance Bureau anymore."

Ding Guiqi was taken aback.

He asked, "How is that possible? How could Zhao Yiping help Chen Fang? That's impossible. They have a conflict; it's good enough they haven't broken out into a fight."

"I don't understand why either, but this call was indeed from Zhao Yiping. Hu Xintian doesn't have the courage to lie to me."

Zhu Kuang paused, then continued, "Since Zhao Yiping is backing him, we'll have to swallow this pride for now. After all, Zhao Yiping is too powerful now, and we can't afford to offend him."

Ding Guiqi was seething with anger.

But there was no better solution.

While feeling downcast.

He suddenly had a thought and said, "Is there another way?"

"What way?"

Zhu Kuang asked.

Ding Guiqi looked at him and asked, "How about asking the Fenglin Party to intervene? In Wulan City, there is no problem they can't solve."

Zhu Kuang shook his head at this, saying, "I advise you not to mess with the Fenglin Party. It could backfire, and it's not worth jeopardizing your own future for someone like Chen Fang."

"No, I can't swallow this injustice."

Ding Guiqi said as he stood up angrily.

Zhu Kuang sighed and said, "Since you've made up your mind, I can't stop you. But let me make it clear, I have nothing to do with this matter from now on."

Although Ding Guiqi cursed in his heart.

He still nodded and said, "Don't worry, bro. This is my issue; it has nothing to do with you."

Eight o'clock in the evening.

At the entrance of a shopping mall in Wulan City.

Ding Guiqi, holding a black leather bag, was looking around.

Suddenly, a roaring sound came from a distance.

Then.

A motorcycle gang turned the corner and appeared.

Amidst the avoidance of pedestrians, the motorcycle gang stopped in front of Ding Guiqi.

The lead biker looked at Ding Guiqi and asked, "Is everything ready?"

Ding Guiqi lifted the leather bag to show it and said, "All set."

The biker said, "Then get on."

Ding Guiqi got on the bike.

The biker revved the engine.

Amidst the roar of the engine, they sped away.

After about a fifteen-minute ride.

The motorcycle group stopped in front of a small courtyard.

The biker pointed at the wooden door and said, "Take your stuff and go in. Someone will see you inside."

After Ding Guiqi got off.

The motorcycle gang left again.

He knocked on the door somewhat tremulously.

The wooden door creaked open.

A young woman, with her extravagant style and dress, stood before him, chewing bubble gum. She looked Ding Guiqi up and down and asked, "You're here for the Fenglin Party to take care of some business, right?"

"Yes, yes, that's me!"

Ding Guiqi quickly nodded.

The woman with an exaggerated hairstyle said, "Then follow me."

After that,

she closed the wooden door, led Ding Guiqi through a small courtyard, and arrived at the entrance of a room.

She stretched out her hand and knocked three times.

Then she pushed the door open.

She said, "You can go in."

The room was very dark.

It seemed somewhat cramped.

Before him was a mottled wooden table, and across the table was a screen, through which he could vaguely make out a figure inside.

"There's a table in front of you, and on the table, there's a piece of paper. Write down the identity of the person you want to teach a lesson to. If you have a photo, leave one, and then you can leave,"

cold voice of a woman came from behind the screen.

"Oh, I understand," Ding Guiqi replied just as he sat down.

The voice spoke up again, "I need to remind you that once a Fenglin contract is made, it can't be withdrawn, and naturally, the money won't be returned. So before you write, I hope you think it over carefully."

"No need to think it over, I'll sign,"

said Ding Guiqi without hesitation, directly writing Chen Fang's identity information on the paper.

After finishing, he stood up.

He asked, "My request is simple, just make him lose all his reputation and status."

"Rest assured, the Fenglin Party is capable of anything. Within a week, you'll see the results,"

the cold voice said again.

"Okay, then I'll take my leave,"

said Ding Guiqi as he turned, opened the door, and left.

After he had gone,

a figure with a graceful silhouette emerged from behind the screen.

The woman was tall.

She wore a cheongsam.

Based on her appearance, she was an exceptionally beautiful woman, but her expression was quite indifferent, giving off a sense of being unapproachable.

Her body was also quite attractive.

To say she was a natural cheongsam goddess would not be an exaggeration.

Her towering peaks, her slender waist, and long, straight legs, every inch of her exuded the allure of a natural beauty.

She was the kind of woman that men couldn't help but be attracted to upon seeing her.

Her slender fingers

picked up the piece of paper from the table.

She just glanced at it and then yelled to the outside, "Call Taotao over."

A few minutes later,

Taotao ran in somewhat flustered,

"Sister Yin, did you want to see me?"

Taotao asked.

The woman in the cheongsam, with her leg elegantly crossed, still spoke in a chilly tone, "Taotao, you haven't secured an order for the family in half a year."

Then, she tapped the paper in front of her with her finger.

She said, "This order is your last chance. If you can't complete it, don't blame me for enforcing the family law. You have three days, I want to see results. Understand?"

"Yes, Sister Yin, I'll definitely handle it,"

Taotao said as she picked up the piece of paper from the table.

She just glanced at it,

then exclaimed in surprise, "Chen Fang?"

"What? You know him?"

Sister Yin asked, raising an eyebrow.

Taotao quickly waved her hands and said, "I don't know him, don't know him, just thought the name was quite distinctive. Sister Yin, who placed this order?"

Sister Yin suddenly gave her a fierce glance.

She said, "Have you forgotten the rules of the Fenglin Party? We never inquire about the identity of the client. The client's request is very simple, just make this person lose all reputation and status. For you, that shouldn't be hard, right?"

"Not hard at all, rest assured, Sister Yin, I will complete it,"

Taotao said, trembling.

At this moment, Chen Fang was leisurely strolling down the street with Zhong Xiqian, blissfully unaware that he was about to be plunged into a massive storm.

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