Chapter 9

"Listen, listen, listen, listen. If there's more, I'll check the brothers' favorites and votes. If there are many, I'll upload at 8 PM. Paozi is watching you!! Come on!!"

"Rest assured, Secretary Cai, I understand the party's discipline."

Ye Fan was almost thumping his chest, but inside, he was in turmoil, thinking to himself: "Today's matter is quite peculiar. Director Li seemed to specially come to invite me for dinner downstairs. I'm just a young guy with no power or influence, why would he wait for me especially, and how could it be so coincidental that I just happened to meet Deputy Secretary Cai Dajiang? Is there something fishy going on? Are they setting a trap for me? I need to be cautious, don't fall into a pit without thinking. I often hear that the political arena is divided into factions. These two are probably a team, I wonder if they belong to Secretary Qin's faction. I need to be more cautious and recognize the situation, or it could be troublesome. If I have to choose, I should follow Secretary Qin, but for now, observing is the best choice..."

Ye Fan had been practicing "health preservation techniques" for nearly ten years, and with the occasional guidance from the old man who seemed like a hermit, plus his father, who was at least at the lowest level of the political system. As the saying goes, even if you haven't eaten pork, you've seen pigs run.

Usually, when his father sighed at home, Ye Fan could always learn something from it. His mind had become much more stable, and his perspective on things was slightly better than that of some clueless rookies. So, his face showed the excitement and respect of someone who felt valued by a leader. In fact, all of that was an act, and he did it quite naturally. Ye Fan even felt that he was naturally suited to be a 'Brother Fa,' and it was a bit of a pity that he didn't apply to film school at the time. Who knows, he might have become a 'Brother Fan'-level actor.

"Good, good! You're a good young man. If you do well, the county committee leadership will have special rewards. You'll know about it later, work hard!"

Cai Dajiang didn't suspect anything. He probably thought that a young guy like Ye Fan should act this way, and with a bit of contempt, his interest was piqued, and he drank three cups in a row with Ye Fan.

After the meal, Ye Fan went to the street to buy some essential living supplies. When he returned to the guesthouse, he saw Li Chunshui in the hall. Seeing Ye Fan come in, she looked a bit shy and said, "Group Leader Ye, Director Wang has already arranged your room. Do you want to move now or tomorrow morning?"

"Let's do it now. This guesthouse is for guests, and it's not convenient to stay here. Besides, I don't have much to move, just call a rickshaw. And I have some things to handle tomorrow morning, so let's not delay."

Ye Fan was secretly pleased, thinking that living in the guesthouse was not as good as having his own place. As the saying goes, a golden nest, a silver nest, but not as good as one's own doghouse.

Li Chunshui went to the street and called a larger rickshaw, and the two of them headed straight for the town government.

Their luck was good, and they were assigned a room of about 30 square meters, the size of a classroom. Inside was a wooden bunk bed, an old office desk with all the paint peeling off, and two wooden chairs that were almost falling apart. Strangely, the room was very clean, and Ye Fan thought Li Chunshui must have cleaned it for him in advance. Feeling a bit embarrassed, he said:

"Miss Chunshui, you've troubled yourself again. The room is so clean, and it must have taken a lot of effort to clean such a large room!"

"No, no! Director Wang of the Party and Government Office just told me about this room, and I just got the key. I don't know who cleaned it for you."

Li Chunshui didn't take credit for it and said it casually.

Actually, she was quite puzzled. She remembered that someone was staying in this room yesterday, and she hadn't heard of anyone moving out recently. How could a room become available, and such a good room would be fought over by the heads of various offices. Could it be that Director Wang of the Party and Government Office was taking care of Ye Fan, or did Ye Fan have some powerful background?

However, from the allocation of the desk and office, Wang Yuancheng didn't seem to be taking care of Ye Fan much. The boss's desk was a legacy from the deceased town mayor, and no one dared to use it. The spacious office used by the Tian Shui Dam working group was actually where Mayor Wu used to hold small meetings.

Generally, it was used as a private meeting room by Mayor Wu. It seemed that no one in the town government wanted to hold meetings there anymore, to avoid bad luck, so Ye Fan got the room cheaply. She still felt uneasy and a bit unnatural.

While she was puzzled, she glanced at the neighboring room and shivered, feeling a chill. Now Li Chunshui understood. The neighboring room was where Mayor Wu used to live. Because he was the town mayor, he occupied three rooms.

Actually, because his room was at the end of the corridor, the corridor was also sealed off, making it a bit like a small suite. It seemed that the original occupant of Ye Fan's room had wanted to benefit from the mayor's aura, hoping to get a closer look.

But Mayor Wu hanged himself, and now they were probably afraid of catching his bad luck, so they changed rooms. Otherwise, such a large room, which was actually two rooms combined, wouldn't have been left empty waiting for Ye Fan. It was unlikely that Ye Fan would get such a good room, considering that the town government's rooms were already tight, and many ordinary officials were renting rooms in civilian houses.

However, Li Chunshui didn't dare to say anything. The person who could get such a good room was probably a deputy secretary or deputy mayor in Linquan Town. If Ye Fan found out and got angry, and complained to Director Wang, she could be implicated.

Ye Fan didn't know that he was now a neighbor to the ghost of Mayor Wu, who had hanged himself the day before. According to rural beliefs, Mayor Wu's ghost would return tonight to wander around before reporting to the underworld, known as "soul calling." Because Ye Fan didn't know, he wasn't afraid and thought he was just lucky to get a good room. He was in a particularly good mood and felt like singing "Don't Pick the Wildflowers by the Roadside."

He was very satisfied with the large room. He could practice sitting meditation and lifting dumbbells, and the space was quite open. He could even kick a few times, so he was humming a song while laying out the bed with Li Chunshui. His eyes would occasionally glance at the deep, alluring cleavage that appeared when Li Chunshui bent over to lay the bed.

He kept looking, but unfortunately, he didn't have X-ray vision. When his lower body couldn't resist the temptation and naturally rose, he quickly went outside to fetch water, and while fetching water, he angrily flicked his "dragon root" a few times and scolded himself:

"Damn! You're no good! Control yourself, control yourself, endurance is the way, the way of yin and yang, in harmony with the principles of heaven and earth, the secret of longevity! There's no target for now, and it's a bit uncomfortable to keep it in. The master said it's the essence of the human body, and keeping it in can help with cultivation. The Shaolin monks like to practice child skills, but who believes that? Food, sex, and nature, holding it in is uncomfortable and harmful to the body. Sigh! Wait until later!"

"Brother! If there's no target, I can get you one. Don't hold it in and hurt your body. A little fun, and it's not expensive, ha ha..." At that moment, a lecherous male voice laughed dryly.