The Beauties Help Me Become the No.1 Official

Chapter 62: Chapter 62 Guo Baoming’s Hint

Guo Baoming’s toast contained a hidden message that made Lin Fan hastily stand up, "All of you are elders, and I am too young. If there’s anything I do that isn’t quite right, I hope that in the future you will guide and tolerate this junior of yours."

After a few drinks, everyone was chatting and laughing merrily, especially Dean Liu who, along with his wife, went from person to person offering toasts; his heavy drinking soon left him staggering.

"Dean Liu has had too much to drink, Lin Fan, help me send him off."

Guo Baoming spoke, and Lin Fan quickly got up, familiar with the task, and hurriedly supported Dean Liu to leave the private room. But just as they reached the front door, the previously staggering Dean Liu suddenly perked up, smiled at Lin Fan, and said, "Mayor Lin, please stay."

"Are you really all right?"

Lin Fan looked at Dean Liu, puzzled, and most importantly, the wife that had been with him was nowhere to be seen.

"I’m fine, I can get back by myself. You should go back and keep Mayor Guo company."

After saying this, Dean Liu turned and walked out the door. This strange behavior left Lin Fan at a loss for words just as he was about to turn back, the people from the room also came down the stairs, exchanged pleasantries with him, and then the organization minister gestured for Lin Fan to return to the private room while they stepped out of the private club.

kind of game

Mayor Guo was waiting for him, he could only go back to the private room. But the moment he pushed

Baoming was pinning Dean Liu’s wife on the Dragon Chair, her evening gown already pulled down to her waist, Guo Baoming grasping her slender waist, indulging

originally elegant private room was

and he recalled the

to stay from the beginning. The others leaving the session also seemed to know what

planning, Lin Fan knew that the banquet

"Lin Fan, come in!"

him back and even patted Dean Liu’s wife’s buttocks, while he himself reclined on the Dragon Chair, and she immediately turned around, showing no concern for Lin Fan’s presence and acting without restraint—it was

Guo... maybe you

unfold, not understanding why Guo

our chat, come

him. This perverted request was practically inviting Lin Fan to watch a live show, but given Guo’s status, Lin Fan had no choice but to sit and watch as Dean Liu’s wife diligently worked away—it was clear, at

at a loss for words, and he tried his best to divert his gaze from Dean Liu’s wife’s plump buttocks and rounded waves, but her enthusiastic indulgence, complete with appreciative moans, was