The Beauties Help Me Become the No.1 Official

Chapter 9: Chapter 9: Pledge

In the private room, three people sat there in silence.

But soon, the door to the room was pushed open. Li Chuanchun, who had been notified by the restaurant owner, walked in with a glass of wine, a smile brimming on his face.

However, upon seeing Lin Fan sitting there, his expression froze. Then, after a glance at Zhang Caini sitting beside Zhu Defu, his mind nearly short-circuited.

It was clear to anyone with eyes that Zhang Caini had a close relationship with Zhu Defu. Suddenly, he understood why the formidable third-in-command of Jiangning had asked him to come.

Compared to Lin Fan, however, he still didn’t care. Having an official for a father gave him confidence, so he ignored Lin Fan completely and went straight to Zhu Defu with his glass of wine in hand.

"Uncle Zhu, what a coincidence, I didn’t expect to run into you here. My father mentioned a while ago that you weren’t in good health; I don’t know how you’ve been lately!"

Li Chuanchun, who was well-versed in social interactions, spoke with what seemed like sincerity.

"My health is as it is, just getting by. What else can I do? If I were to fall, those close to me would surely be bullied to death," Zhu Defu replied with a stern face, not offering him any pleasantries.

"Uncle Zhu looks quite robust, how could he easily fall ill? I think there must be some misunderstanding," Li Chuanchun said, anxiously maintaining a smile: "This must be Auntie, right? If I have done anything inappropriate before, I hope you can forgive my youthful ignorance."

"I’m just an old, haggard fright by now. How could I blame you, a young and entitled second-generation official?" Zhang Caini responded with an equally stern face, not sparing him a glance, and turned her head to Zhu Defu, "Is the official position of the head of the department so significant? After all, you’re close to retirement now. We shouldn’t casually offend important people. Should we offer him a toast, lest we rub him the wrong way and it backfires on you?"

"Heh!"

tone, Zhu Defu snorted coldly. His disdain was clear for all to see, and her words terrified Li Chuanchun to the point where his face turned pale. Even though his father was only a deputy head, compared to Zhu Defu, a pillar of Jiangning, any of his henchmen would be his father’s superior. Even on holidays, if his father wanted to give a gift to show his filial piety, it would be next to impossible

have always respected Uncle Zhu. It was my youthful ignorance that led me to misspeak. I hope you can forgive me for not knowing any better because of my age," Li Chuanchun hurriedly said as he picked up the wine decanter and approached Zhang Caini, "Auntie, I will punish myself with a pot

this wine, and we can’t stomach a meal offered by you," said Zhang Caini, who had been fooling around with Lin Fan just a moment ago, now completely altering her demeanor. Her slightly acerbic

for higher officials to crush the lower ones. In front of Mayor Zhu, this second-generation official who used to act with impunity at the university was nothing, and offering

bigger person and let it go, just forgive me this once. Whatever it takes to make you feel

much regret that he wished he could kneel on the ground and

he’s just a nobody from the

heart was filled with contempt for someone like Lin Fan, who climbed up using his

naturally have a foul mouth and love to make cheap comments. I was really just joking with you just now, please don’t be angry. I beg you to say a few good words to your uncle, ah... sister, and let me off the hook. From

any attention to him, but glanced at Zhang Caini, who, understanding his gaze, knew

but we don’t fear it either. However people treat you, that’s

Fan—clearly, this was a test for him, he wanted to see how Lin Fan

pour a drink for me? If I drank it, wouldn’t it lower your status? I should be the one pouring a drink

dark at that moment. He smiled, reached for the beer on the table, stood up, and before Li Chuanchun could understand what was happening,

that taste, drinking

grasped the beer bottle; recalling the days he had been bullied by this guy, this beer bottle