Chapter 710: Secretary Gao’s Heartfelt Enthusiasm
"Thank you, I can do it myself."
Secretary Gao’s enthusiasm made Zhang Xixi very uncomfortable.
She took the glass of orange juice and slowly poured it into her cup, taking a small sip.
The instantly tense face of Liu Qingtian immediately relaxed.
It felt as if a huge weight had been lifted from his heart.
"By the way, Manager Lin, I must first apologize to you here. About that incident at the factory earlier, I am really sorry; I might have been too anxious at the time. This glass of liquor is my way of apologizing to you, Manager Lin."
Liu Qingtian raised his glass and toasted Lin Zifeng.
"Factory Manager Liu, you don’t need to be so formal. We are all part of Tianyu; there is no need to take it to heart."
Lin Zifeng just smiled and did not join him in drinking.
"Manager Lin, it is not every day that we have the honor of your visit to our factory. It is truly an exciting event to meet someone as handsome and talented as you, and at such a young age. It is an honor indeed. I will drink this glass on behalf of our factory manager to you, Manager Lin, please feel free to do as you like."
Secretary Gao’s speech was melodious, like birdsong and the music of nature, and her face was charmingly flushed and alluring.
Lin Zifeng wasn’t pretentious; since both were so enthusiastic, he didn’t play hard to get.
Quickly, with the earnest cooperation of Secretary Gao and Liu Qingtian, a bottle of fine Moutai liquor was soon completely consumed by Lin Zifeng.
What frustrated Secretary Gao and Liu Qingtian the most was that Lin Zifeng, who claimed he couldn’t drink, seemed just fine after finishing an entire bottle of Moutai—his face did not turn red, his heart did not race, and he spoke just as calmly.
Meanwhile, Liu Qingtian and the young secretary were already feeling quite dizzy.
Under Liu Qingtian’s various excuses, Zhang Xixi had also drunk quite a bit of her juice. She did so only because Liu Qingtian was so enthusiastic; otherwise, she would never drink that much.
When the banquet ended, Zhang Xixi’s pretty face was flushed, and her moist, misty autumn eyes were shining endlessly. Her whole body was uncomfortably hot. It was as if her body contained a heavy-duty weapon, ready to explode at any moment.
The feeling of being drunk was genuinely unpleasant. If one drinks moderately, it’s fine... but drinking too much is lethal. The fear is what one might do while under the influence. That would be a disaster. After all, this was not her own home; nothing was as good as it seemed in her imagination.
"Secretary Gao, have you prepared the room for Director Zhang?"
Liu Qingtian asked with a smile.
"Factory Manager, I have already arranged it; Director Zhang can check in at any time."
Secretary Gao wrapped her arm around Zhang Xixi’s arm, her slender, tender eyes flickering as she glanced at Lin Zifeng.
"Then hurry and take Director Zhang to rest in her room; she must be tired from the day’s journey." Liu Qingtian waved his hand and looked at Lin Zifeng, saying, "Manager Lin, your room is also ready. Please come with me."
"Mm-hmm, okay," Lin Zifeng nodded, agreeing.
The dinner party was over, and Zhang Xixi was clear about her purpose for coming here, but the heat in her body made her feel weak. She needed to take a cold shower in her room; otherwise, the burning sensation was too uncomfortable.
"Manager Lin, let me escort you," Liu Qingtian said with burning eyes, eagerly coming forward and draping his arm over Lin Zifeng’s shoulder, acting much friendlier than anyone else.
"I’m sorry, but I am not used to being embraced by others," Lin Zifeng suddenly turned his head, his eyes conveying deep meaning.
"Hehe, my apologies, Manager Lin. Perhaps I was just too happy," said Liu Qingtian, shaking his head and rubbing his hands together.
It was only after Lin Zifeng checked into the hotel that Zhang Xixi made suitable arrangements too. During this period, Lin Zifeng didn’t bother her. After all, there should be no intimate contact between men and women, and he was a married man himself.
The room was moderately sized, nearly two hundred square meters, and could be considered quite luxurious. Inside, everything was well-equipped, much better than the decoration of a typical hotel.
Lin Zifeng estimated that, given the consumption level of the industrial park area, this suite would definitely cost no less than two thousand yuan.
It seemed that Liu Qingtian had not been short of perks in recent years.
Lying on the soft bed and inhaling the fragrance of the quilt, Lin Zifeng felt very relaxed, extremely so, at least more relaxed than when Mu Yang was blowing the horn.
Just as Lin Zifeng had laid down, the door to his room was knocked ’thud thud thud’ three times, the sound slow, with about half a second between each knock.
"Who could it be at this late hour?" Lin Zifeng lazily jumped out of bed.
"Manager Lin, are you asleep?" As the door opened, an impeccable melon-seed face was revealed.
"Oh, Secretary Gao, it’s so late, what brings you here?" Lin Zifeng squinted his eyes, his gaze leisurely sweeping over her from top to bottom.
The woman was already wearing a different set of clothes, a pure white shirt on top, with the black underneath clearly defined, pressing against her pink, crystalline skin somewhat exaggeratedly.
The buttons of the shirt were only fastened up to the cleavage, exposing a large expanse of snowy white skin to the air.
However, what really made Lin Zifeng evilly smirk was how ridiculous she looked.
"Manager Lin, I can’t sleep tonight. Can I, could I chat with you for a bit?" The woman’s words came out tenderly, her cherry lips soft and fragrant.
Her misty autumn eyes glistened with a watery sheen.
All at once, the ambiguous atmosphere between the two thickened.
"I’m sorry, but I’m really too tired today, I probably won’t be able to keep Secretary Gao company all night," Lin Zifeng chuckled, a flicker of sharpness passing through his profound pupils.
"Manager Lin, you’ve come all this way from the city to our factory, you must be somewhat tired, how about I give you a massage?"
Without waiting for the man to refuse,
the woman pushed the door open and entered, bringing the door with her.
Although her graceful figure was not the best Lin Zifeng had ever seen,
compared to others, her proportion was certainly commendable.
"Hmm, the room’s not bad, are you accustomed to it, Manager Lin?"
Suddenly, Secretary Gao tossed her slightly red hair that draped over her fragrant shoulders, her cunning gaze and charming demeanor incredibly tantalizing.
"It’s fine," Lin Zifeng showed no unusual expression on his face.
"Manager Lin, didn’t you just say you were tired? Come on, let me give you a rub."
With that, the woman slid off her delicate white sandals and, barefoot and smiling, approached.
Damn, isn’t this seduction? Could it be that such situations are common in today’s workplace and official circles?
Lin Zifeng felt a little stir in his heart. Although he had never experienced the hidden rules or the like, the scene in front of him made him even more aware of those indecent dealings within the workplace.
It was a lesson for him. Life is full of experiences, and everywhere is a classroom. Wherever you go, you also learn what’s there.