Those Romantic Affairs/C6 Pingjie's past
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C6 Pingjie's past

A few minutes later, Zhang Ping and I came down in the elevator. She went to the front desk to check out the bill. It was only when we came out of Ru's house that I remembered that my car had been placed in front of the bar and that I couldn't get to it in time to send Zhang Ping to work.

Seeing my blank expression, Zhang Ping suddenly realized and said, "Your car is in front of the bar. Why don't you take a taxi and give it to me?"

I thought for a moment. There was nothing I could do but to sit in a taxi. I asked the taxi driver to take Zhang Ping to work first and then take me to work at the office.

The taxi arrived at the door of Jianghai City's gas company where Zhang Ping was at. Zhang Ping got out of the taxi and said with a smile, "Thank you, Young Master Tang."

I said, "You're welcome. Hurry up."

Zhang Ping bent down, hugged my neck through the window, and kissed my face. Then, she waved her hand and said, "Bye dog."

I nodded, and Zhang Ping turned and hopped into the gas company building. I looked at her bouncing buttocks and sighed, thinking: It's better not to jump on such a big ass walking, and not to fall to the ground.

The taxi driver walked me to the front door of the unit, and I paid the driver to get out of the car. I walked into the office building and went to my office.

I made myself a cup of tea in the office, then carried the cup to my desk and sat down, flipping through the papers on the desk. These documents were all the work that had been accumulated over the past few days. Most of them were the documents that had been distributed above, and some of them were the work plans and tasks that the Board had to do.

Now, let's introduce myself. I'm the Deputy Chief of the Finance Department of Jianghai City. I just transferred here from other functional departments last year. Normally, a public official would have to be around 40 years of age before he or she could get the position of the Deputy Chief. Furthermore, he or she had to have high qualifications, ability and, most importantly, a strong background. I became the second-in-command in this game before I was thirty, and after countless people gnashed their teeth to pieces, there was only envy, jealousy, and hatred left.

To this day, I still have a provincial record of being the youngest official cadre in the province. I was just twenty-eight years old that year, and at the age of thirty I was transferred to the post of deputy director of the most oily yamen. To many people, my speed of promotion is almost as if I'm riding on a rocket.

Almost no one in Jianghai City didn't suspect that I had a very powerful backing. They all insisted that I was either a young official from the province or even the central government who was focused on nurturing young cadres. In the eyes of others, such a speed of advancement was nothing like riding on a rocket. It was as if they were chasing the stars and the moon while riding on a flying kick missile.

Almost everyone suspects that I have a very strong backer. That's right, I do have a very strong backer. To be exact, it's not backstage, but my birth. Jiang Hai is a place that my grandfather, that bricklayer, once taught in the past, and my grandfather and father have both been top figures in Jiang Hai.

Jianghai City is the largest industrial city in the province, rich in mineral resources. Although the old man was transferred to the provincial capital, he was still number 1 in Jianghai City. Normally, his office was in the river and he would also be stationed in the provincial capital from time to time.

With this, everyone will understand that our family is the number one family in Jianghai. With this background, it is impossible for me to not rise up, because from the moment I was born, I carried this mission with me.

The old man's surname was Yang while mine was Tang. Moreover, I hadn't lived with my father since junior high. I was a junior high school and senior high school student in Binhe City, the provincial capital. The university was in Beijing, so there weren't many people who knew that we were father and son.

When I was in middle school, my name was Yang Liang, not the current Tang Liang. Tang Liang was the name I used to use when my mother jumped from the roof to commit suicide. When the old man first got angry, he gave me a good spanking with his belt and threatened to change my surname at the police station, even more so if I went to the police station to change my surname.

Back then, the old man was in charge of politics and law, so he could easily do this. Strangely enough, the old man had never done this before, and Tang Liang's name had always been used until now. Then I asked him and he didn't explain. It wasn't until today that I understood the old tutor's intentions. The older the wiser, the old tutor was.

Actually, I'm not really interested in politics. What I'm more interested in is the wind and moon arena, as well as doing business. Every time I get promoted, it has nothing to do with me, because I've never asked him for a promotion.

Because the positions I previously held didn't have much power, although my path of advancement was always controversial, it didn't attract too much attention and thus didn't receive too much of a reaction. These were the results that the old man wanted.

The old gramps has already designed a grand path for me. As long as I don't make any big mistakes and don't make any unforgivable mistakes, then my path to promotion will continue to progress until I reach the peak of the old gramps abilities.

In fact, some of the details were missing from my resume, and I added them myself to give you a better understanding and understanding of my nature.

When I applied for the college entrance exam, I filled in the law as my first aspiration, and when I read the law I found that I still needed to understand economics, so I took a major in financial economics, because I had taken a double degree, and after five years at my university I had taken two degrees, which was the equivalent of a master's degree.

The most spectacular part of my life in thirty years occurred in the year of my third year of college, and I often recall thinking that I had proved my talent for doing business at that time.

That year I began to divide my limited living expenses into four parts, one part for daily use, one part for girls' money, one part for starting the first part of the business, and the other part for pocket money.

I'm not a fuerdai, so my pocket money is limited. The old gramps would give me a sum of money every year. As I grew older, the amount of money would also increase, which I would freely spend. I wouldn't be able to spend all of this money, but I would still have some left over by the end of the year. Although I do not advocate spending money to get a girlfriend, but love is always spent money, so my budget is always part of the dedicated funding.

The reason I have a dedicated fund is because I'm older than my peers.

I had just turned sixteen that year, and Miss Pingping's family was in the provincial capital of Riverside City. I was twenty-eight years old that year. Sis Ping-jie was married at the age of twenty-one. The so-called seven-year marriage was just like an itch. The seventh year of marriage was the beginning of a divorce with her husband. The two of them had a very awkward relationship and specifically went to Jianghai City to relax and stay at my house. The old man was too busy to take care of me, so he entrusted her to take care of me. He cooked and washed clothes for me and also stared at me as he studied.

That afternoon, when I came back from playing football, my head was covered with sweat, and as soon as I entered the room, I dived into the bathroom to take a cold shower. The sound of running water came from inside, but the door wasn't closed. I casually pushed open the door and walked into Mao's room. I was stunned to see Ping-jie in the shower.

Pingjie was also startled to see me barging in, and she just stared at me in a daze.

My throat felt dry. I swallowed and said, "Ping-jie …"

Pingjie also came back to her senses and blushed. "What are you doing running in here? Get out, it's so embarrassing."

My face turned red and I ran out as fast as I could.

Although I had just turned sixteen at the time, I still knew a little about men and women. I also know that the relationship between Pingjie and the old man isn't normal, but this time, when Pingjie came to stay at my house, the old man treated her coldly and didn't go home much each night. Sister-in-law also had a look of hidden bitterness on her face, and she had some complaints about the old man in front of me.

After about twenty minutes, as my mind and body slowly settled down, there was a knock on the door. Before I could reply, Ping-jie pushed the door open and walked in, dressed in her bathrobe.

Pingjie's expression was calm, as if she had forgotten what had just happened. She looked at me and chuckled. Her body was emitting the fragrance of body wash and shampoo. She said, "Xiao Liang, I'm done. Go and wash up."

In my heart, however, I was still a little afraid as I stammered, "I'm sorry, Sister Ping-jie, I … I am not... "It was intentional."

Pingjie smiled and said gently, "I know you didn't do it on purpose. I didn't blame you. "Well, don't think about it. Go take a bath."

I thought to myself, it would be strange if you didn't blame me, but maybe you would complain in front of the old man. "Please, Ping-jie, don't tell my dad."

Pingjie said frankly, "How could that be? It's inevitable that such an embarrassing thing would happen if we lived in the same house." "Besides, if you see it, you'll see it. It's not like you'll lose anything."

When I looked up and saw Ping-jie's pretty face, my heart skipped a beat again.

I kept my head down and didn't say anything. It was as if a demon were about to rush out of my heart at any moment. Pingjie thought I was still feeling guilty about what had just happened. To comfort me, she held my head in her hands and placed it on top of her mouth. I pressed my face against her face, smelling the scent of a woman's body, and felt the urge again.

This made me extremely afraid. I was afraid that Ping-jie would see it, but she did.

Pingjie's piercing gaze made me ashamed. I blushed, but I didn't know where I got the courage, so I blurted out, "Pingjie, I haven't known what a woman looks like in my life. I want to study her, okay?"

I noticed that Ping-jie was obviously stunned as she stared at me in disbelief. I felt as if my heart were about to leap out of my chest. I was so nervous that I was sweating all over.

I didn't expect Sis Pingfan to suddenly giggle. She laughed and said, "Little bastard, you really are your father's good son. You're just like your father. You can't learn well at such a young age."

I gathered up my courage and begged with a flushed face, "Sis Ping-jie, I'm really curious. Please let me study it."

Pingjie's face was flushed, but there was a hint of a smile in her eyes. She said shyly, "Go, little rascal. What can you do?"

I said, disgruntled, "I can't do that with a little kid. What's the point of it?"

Pingjie saw the change in my eyes, and then her face turned red as she pulled me into her arms …

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