Chapter 86

Sitting down, they ordered dishes. The menu made a round on the table and returned to Fang Tianfeng's hands.

Director Wu glanced at Zhang Bowen and Mr. Shang, then asked in a low voice, "Master Fang, is it convenient to talk?" He wanted to confirm the relationship between Zhang Bowen, Mr. Shang, and Fang Tianfeng again.

Fang Tianfeng looked at Zhang Bowen, who immediately nodded, indicating that Mr. Shang was absolutely fine.

Seeing that Fang Tianfeng was fine with it, Director Wu immediately said, "Master Fang, please help me figure out what will happen to me."

Fang Tianfeng had recovered some of his energy by now. He glanced at Director Wu's aura and felt surprised.

Director Wu's bad luck had not changed much compared to yesterday, but there was a tiny bit of disaster aura, finer than a needle, which would take three to four days to form and start affecting Director Wu.

The aura smoke column itself flows from bottom to top. In terms of official aura, the faster it flows, the greater the power of the official, and the more likely they are to be promoted. Now, the flow speed of Director Wu's official aura smoke column was slower than yesterday, which likely meant that a more powerful opposing official wanted to suppress Director Wu.

Fang Tianfeng, who knew little about the political arena, thought for a moment and said, "Director Wu, you need to be careful about the other side's counterattack."

Everyone except the people Fang Tianfeng brought immediately understood.

Zhao Binglei, who was not as deep in the political game as the other officials, said, "Master Fang, do you mean that this time, by bringing down Deputy Mayor Wu, we have angered the people behind him, and they are preparing to suppress Director Wu?"

"There is a high possibility of that," Fang Tianfeng said.

Director Wu's face turned a bit pale. He indeed relied on the He family, but if the other side was willing to exchange other interests just to suppress him, the He family might compromise.

The private room fell silent for a moment. Director Wu broke the silence, "As long as they don't have any evidence against me, they can't do anything to me! I'll just wait another two years!"

Fang Tianfeng sighed and said, "The key is that you yourself have some issues."

"More issues?" Director Wu became nervous and then subconsciously scanned the others, afraid they would find out.

Fang Tianfeng felt confident about handling the matter, so he didn't hide it from the others and asked, "What kind of disaster could directly affect you?"

"Disasters should have nothing to do with me. Unless a case cannot be solved within the deadline, the other side would have an excuse," Director Wu said.

Director Gao, who was an outsider, said, "If there are problems at Director Wu's home, the police station, or the jurisdictional police station, and it leads to the death of a police officer, it could directly affect Director Wu. If problems occur elsewhere, even if a police officer dies, Director Wu might not be implicated."

Director Wu immediately realized and asked, "Could it be a problem with the warehouse logistics? It could be that police weapons were stolen, or that poor weapon management led to the death of a police officer during a mission, which could implicate me."

Fang Tianfeng carefully recalled Director Wu's disaster aura and said, "Let's do this. Tomorrow, take me to the police station and the police station under your jurisdiction. I need to inspect the site."

"Alright, let me toast to Master Fang first," Director Wu drank a glass, his mind heavy with worry.

Deputy Director Ye smiled and asked, "Master Fang, can't you accurately determine the problem?"

"I am more accurate with time. There is a gain, and there must be a loss," Fang Tianfeng said.

Zhang Bowen and Zhao Binglei immediately nodded, as they both had personal experiences.

Deputy Director Qin hesitated for a moment and asked, "Master Fang, how is my official fortune?"

Fang Tianfeng glanced at him, calculated for a while, and said, "Until Director Wu's matter is settled, it's hard to say about yours."

Director Wu and Deputy Director Qin exchanged glances, sighed softly, and felt a sense of shared suffering.

Deputy Director Ye chuckled and said, "You two are still young and have opportunities. I don't have that. I have never liked to compete. To reach this point is already very satisfying."

Fang Tianfeng used the aura-reading technique to look at him.

Director Wu smiled and said, "Old Ye, you are just too nice. If you had competed back then, the position of director would definitely be yours."

Deputy Director Ye shook his head and said, "Forget it, this is also good. Not leaning on either side, at least living is not so tiring."

"Maybe not. Nice people also have their day. I congratulate Deputy Director Ye in advance on his promotion," Fang Tianfeng smiled, raised his glass, and took a small sip.

Deputy Director Ye's face turned red, and he asked excitedly, "Really? When?"

Deputy Director Qin laughed and said, "Old Ye, you're exposed."

Deputy Director Ye coughed lightly, his face even redder.

"I won't specify the exact time to avoid making Director Ye anxious. In short, Director Ye should maintain a calm mindset, continue being nice, and within a year, there will be results."

"Come, let's all toast to Director Ye, wishing him a promotion," Director Wu raised his glass.

Deputy Director Ye couldn't suppress his excitement and appeared somewhat agitated.

Director Gao from the Discipline Inspection Commission showed an envious look but remained cautious.

Zhang Bowen and Mr. Shang had been listening to the conversation and never took the initiative to speak. They felt a lot of pressure in front of the unfamiliar officials.

Fang Tianfeng raised his glass and said to Zhang Bowen, "Mr. Zhang, thank you for your help at the wedding banquet. Mr. Shang, let's have a drink together."

Mr. Shang, flattered, raised his glass even faster than Zhang Bowen.

Zhang Bowen raised his glass and said, "Actually, I should apologize to Master Fang. It was my fault that such an incident happened at my hotel."

After the three of them drank, Shen Xin asked, "Mr. Zhang, what exactly happened?"

The others also looked at Zhang Bowen curiously.

Seeing that Fang Tianfeng didn't stop him, Zhang Bowen recounted the entire wedding banquet incident.

The group then scolded Fang's aunt, saying she had gone too far.

Shen Xin looked at Fang Tianfeng tenderly and said, "Next time you meet such a person, if you can't handle it, bring me along. I'll tear her mouth apart!"

"Once you're there, she'll naturally be at a disadvantage," Fang Tianfeng said with a smile.

Shen Xin gave Fang Tianfeng a playful look and then reached out to straighten his wrinkled clothes.

The men present immediately focused on Shen Xin, admiring her updo, beautiful face, and shoulder-baring, low-cut black evening dress, which exuded the unique charm of a mature woman, making them want to bite her.

However, they were all experienced and could see that Shen Xin's affection for Fang Tianfeng went beyond sisterly love, so they quickly averted their gazes, envying Fang Tianfeng's good fortune.

Seeing this, Zhang Bowen had an idea: why not matchmake the two?

Zhang Bowen immediately ordered a bottle of wine. When it arrived, he poured a new glass and handed it to Shen Xin, saying with a smile, "Beautiful Shen, there are nine people here, and you're the only one not drinking. That's not fair."

Shen Xin lifted the juice in front of her, took a sip, and said, "I don't drink."

"You didn't drink before because of your heart condition. Now that Master Fang is treating you, what are you afraid of? This is wine. Drinking a little won't harm you; it's good for your health. Have a glass, treat it like juice," Zhang Bowen said with a smile.

Director Wu immediately joined in, "Right, a little is good. Wine is the essence of grains, the more you drink, the younger you become."

Shen Xin looked at Fang Tianfeng, who was smiling at her, and said, "Xiaofeng, what should you do now?"

"If it were beer or hard liquor, I would definitely stop you, but a little wine is fine," Fang Tianfeng said.

"Alright, I don't understand why men always like to drink."

Shen Xin said, picked up the glass, and took a small sip, immediately frowning.

"So bitter!" Shen Xin's pout was like that of a shy, angry girl, making the men in the room laugh.

The group continued chatting, and Shen Xin occasionally took a sip of wine. Her tolerance was very low, and after just one glass, her face was flushed, her eyes especially bright, and her smile charming.

Shen Xin propped her chin with her hand, occasionally glancing at the others, but mostly smiling at Fang Tianfeng.

Soon, Shen Xin's face suddenly showed a strange smile. Under the table, she quietly took off her right high heel and extended her silk-clad foot, probing into Fang Tianfeng's trouser leg, then used her toes to gently rub his calf through the silk.

Fang Tianfeng pretended to be angry and glared at her, then continued talking to the others.

Shen Xin quickly withdrew her foot. At this moment, the conversation turned to Fang Tianfeng's fortune-telling. Mr. Shang said, "Master Fang, can you help me see how my financial luck is?"

"Sure," Fang Tianfeng said, using the aura-reading technique to look at Mr. Shang.

At the same time, Fang Tianfeng felt something suddenly probe between his legs. He immediately understood that it was Shen Xin's mischief. Afraid of being noticed, he didn't look down and slowly reached out with his right hand.

Before Fang Tianfeng could touch Shen Xin's foot, he felt something lightly brush against him. It was summer, and they were both dressed lightly, so the strange sensation immediately made Fang Tianfeng react.

Fang Tianfeng clamped his legs together, trapping Shen Xin's foot, but she still wriggled her toes. Fang Tianfeng's hand appeared just in time, grabbing her small foot.

The silk was smooth, and her foot was like jade.

Shen Xin's breathing became heavier, her face redder. She tried to pull her foot back, but Fang Tianfeng held it tightly.

Mr. Shang asked nervously, "What do you see?"

The others waited for the result.

Under the table, Fang Tianfeng's right hand held Shen Xin's foot, while on the table, he said seriously, "Let me take another look." He pretended to glance at Shen Xin casually.

Their eyes met, then quickly looked away. Shen Xin bit her lip, feeling both embarrassed and annoyed. The tickling sensation from her foot made her weak, her face flushed, and her eyes seemed to hold two pools of spring water.

The tickling was intense, mixed with a strange pleasure, making her subconsciously want to clamp her legs together. However, her legs were trapped by Fang Tianfeng's, so she could only tightly close her lips, afraid of making a sound.

Fang Tianfeng appeared calm on the surface, but his heart was pounding. He suddenly wasn't sure if he was holding Shen Xin's foot to punish her or because he didn't want to let go.

Their eyes met again, seeing the indescribable desire in each other's eyes, then quickly looked away.

Fang Tianfeng took a deep breath, suppressing the temptation, and formally looked at Mr. Shang's aura.

Fang Tianfeng said as he looked, "Your financial luck is very good, and it's in an upward trend. There won't be any problems for at least a few years. However, hmm?"

Fang Tianfeng discovered an unprecedented strange phenomenon.

Zhang Bowen, curious, asked, "What else? You seem surprised. Is there something important?"

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