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!"

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

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

not accustomed to drinking 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 words stung Li Chuanchun, leaving him red-faced and at a loss for words. Meanwhile, Zhu Defu continued to sit

officials to crush the lower ones. In front of Mayor Zhu, this second-generation official who used to act with impunity at the university

please be the bigger person and let it

much regret that he wished

to do anything, just please don’t bully my little brother again. After all, he’s just a nobody

understand, though his heart was filled with contempt for someone like Lin Fan, who climbed up using his connections. Yet, he quickly walked over to Lin

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 now on, I’ll be your little brother, and

any attention to him, but glanced at Zhang Caini,

either. However people treat you, that’s how you should treat them back. You

speaking, Zhu Defu still didn’t say a word, merely sitting there, staring at Lin Fan—clearly, this

you’re the son of a government official, how could you pour a drink for me? If I drank it, wouldn’t it lower your status? I should be the one pouring

caused Lin Fan’s entire mentality to turn dark at that moment. He smiled, reached for the beer on the table, stood up, and before Li Chuanchun could understand

taste, drinking

Lin Fan’s hands tremble as he grasped the beer bottle; recalling the days he had