The Beauties Help Me Become the No.1 Official

Chapter 55: Chapter 55: The Tavern is Like a Battlefield

"This here is my good brother Lin, who’s about to become the deputy mayor of Lotus Town..."

"He’s my close, older friend, and you all should give him your respect..."

"Lin is my best brother, everyone should get close and stay close..."

Banquet after banquet filled Lin Fan’s life.

Each banquet was an intellectual and strategic contest, especially those so-called close friends who had only met a few days ago. But Lin Fan had to go along with it, drinking glass after glass, and switching girls one after another.

In just a few days, Lin Fan had nearly met over half of the City’s leaders, no matter if it was the police, traffic police, education, or medical professions—a constant stream of people talking about everything under the sun, discussing impossible things and leaving contact numbers that might not even be used. Now, he truly found himself on the cusp of a storm.

He had probably also grasped the logic of navigating through this bureaucracy—a spiral of contacts laid out layer by layer. Some people he only met once, while others he could encounter at several events; however, after a few days, not only did the trunks full of cigarettes and alcohol not get given away, they had actually added up, piling up in the backseat, and as for dining, he hadn’t spent a penny of his own money.

"Ah, so tired!"

Sitting in the car, Lin Fan stretched lazily. The last few days of socializing were even more tiring than working, hitting up over a dozen top hotels and the city’s best sauna massages, covering all of them. If the first time was out of novelty, the second was out of attachment, by the third time he began to grow numb. Rushing about, he didn’t even have time to enjoy his villa’s hidden delights.

But tonight, he had turned down several dinner offers because Bai Xue had called. She was coming to the city for a training session, and with such a beauty knocking on his door, how could he pass up the opportunity? Their chats over the past few days had brought them closer, and this chance to be alone was rare. Perhaps he might even have the chance to win her over.

Soon, a pink sedan slowly drove into the hotel courtyard, which was the training venue. As the car stopped, Bai Xue got out, backpack slung over her shoulder, and walked towards Lin Fan’s car with a smile.

"You’re here early, I haven’t even checked in yet. Can you wait for me a bit?"

her white dress, her black hair flowing down to her waist, and even though her large sunglasses hid

than any offered by those bathhouses and massages—after all, professionals though they might be, they were communal, far inferior to the safety of a respectable housewife. Most importantly, Lin Fan was genuinely

in a

Xue smiled and turned to walk towards the hotel lobby, while Lin Fan sat in the car, continuing to smoke, watching as she signed in and collected her room key. But just as she was about to leave, a figure appeared in front of

you’re

her most appealing age, and Bai Xue had both the looks and the figure, along with a

"Hmm."

to linger, and stepped out to

rush off. There’s a phone call you need to take a listen

"What call?"

the phone Lu Deshui was handing her

get you transferred from the village school to town. Plus, there’s

Deshui was smiling at Bai Xue. On hearing this, she felt she had

I hear you’re the one being sent for training this time. We haven’t met since last time, and now that you’re in the city, we should catch up. A few colleagues and I

these transfer issues. We could just sit down and have a proper talk about the interview. If you fail the interview, your temporary transfer would become

"I... understand!"

lip. She could clearly sense the naked threat in his words—if she didn’t attend this dinner, she’d likely mess up

Bai, let’s go

watching Bai Xue with a mocking smile. He had deliberately arranged for her to come to the city for training. The trap

waiting outside. I’ll just go speak to

called, asking me to join them. He’s my interviewer next week, and if I don’t pass, I’ll have to go back to the village school... So I have to go socialize for a bit. Maybe we can have supper

you. If you go, forget about supper; you probably won’t