Dyed

Fu Ran followed the man to the destination. It was a club. Although it was not as impressive in scale, it was also quite famous in Ying'an City.

She hesitated for a moment at the door, but finally stepped in.

The man was the first to knock on the door of the box, and after hearing the response, he let Fu Ran in.

She heard the door close behind her, and then, it was closed heavily.

There was only one man in the box, and Fu Ran was sure she didn't know him.

"Miss Fu, please sit down, please sit down." The other party was enthusiastic, about forty years old, and dressed in suits and leather shoes.

"No need," Fu Ran declined politely, "May I ask if you have anything to do with me?"

"Let's just sit down and talk, come on."

"It is said that it has something to do with my father?" Fu Ran got straight to the point, and the man's expression was awkward, "Miss Fu, you can call me Secretary Chai."

Fu Ran didn't answer any more, just stared at him.

"In this case, well, let's talk straight," Secretary Chai sat on the sofa, lit a cigarette skillfully with his fingers, and took a drink from the glass.

It seems that he is also a frequent visitor to Fengyuechang, a scum under the gentle appearance.

"Your father's matter is very difficult, and the meaning of the higher-ups must be thoroughly investigated. Although the anonymous letter exaggerates the whole story, many facts are still true. If you pursue it further, maybe..."

Fu Ran sat down on the sofa opposite Secretary Chai, "Do you have a solution?"

"It's not me." Secretary Chai raised his legs triumphantly. "There are other people. You know that, if this kind of thing is prosecuted, it's a big deal. If you don't prosecute it, it's not a big deal."

Fu Ran was disgusted, but his expression didn't show it, "Since the matter can be resolved, that's the best, and I'm going to ask Secretary Chai to say a few good words for me. I will never forget your help in the future."

"Hi," Secretary Chai waved his hand holding the cigarette, "how can I do this, the key depends on your attitude, Ms. Fu."

"Me?" Fu Ran's clear eyes widened, not sure if he was really confused or pretending to be confused, "I naturally like it peacefully."

"That's good." Secretary Chai picked up a glass of wine and handed it to Fu Ran. She reached out to take it. Seeing that there was no one around, Secretary Chai called out his name in a low voice, "Do you know him?"

Fu Ran was slightly startled, and vaguely heard about him from Fu Songting, and he was often featured in news reports. His official title was one level higher than Fu Songting's, and he was also a figurehead in Ying'an City, "You said, can he do this?" help?"

"Of course, it's not a matter of one sentence, but there is a condition."

"What conditions?"

"He met Ms. Fu at the banquet, and you know that his wife died in an accident 20 years ago and hasn't married since then, but he fell in love with you at first sight. So..." It's clear enough to say this .

Fu Ran actually felt a little funny, "You said..."

Seeing that she understood, Secretary Chai said, "It's just one night."

Fu Ran put down the wine glass in her hand, "How can I believe what you said, in other words, how can I prove that you are really his secretary, or that he won't regret it later?"

"You can find out if it's true or not by calling your father. Once he promises something, don't worry, it will definitely come true."

Seeing that Fu Ran didn't speak, Secretary Chai hurriedly said, "Can you think of a better shortcut? This is related to the career of the Fu family."

Although Fu Ran couldn't guess the whole story of this incident, no matter how he thought about it, he found it ridiculous.

Secretary Chai was also puzzled. The general reaction would be to fight to the death and cry, or pretend to be wronged but still nod in agreement. He had never seen such a cold reaction before, "Aren't you worried?"

"I'm more worried than anyone else." Fu Ran's tone became heavier.

"so?"

"Secretary Chai, let's open the skylight and speak plainly."

Secretary Chai was taken aback, "Didn't I make it clear enough?"

"It's good that my father is in deep trouble now, but it doesn't mean that the anonymous letter has become a fact. Secretary Chai, it's even more ridiculous for you to make such a request. The whole thing is absurd and cannot stand scrutiny. You said it was ordered by someone. If so , I can go directly to him and ask him face to face." After Fu Ran finished speaking, she stared straight at Secretary Chai.

Secretary Chai's expression collapsed, "If you don't mean it, I can only go back and tell the truth. Don't blame me for not reminding you then."

Fu Ran heard that, although he had doubts, he did not dare to offend. Secretary Chai walked over and picked up the wine glass that Fu Ran had handed to Fu Ran earlier, "Don't be too nervous, come and have a glass of wine to relax, I am also doing it for your own good."

Fu Ran took the cup, feeling something was wrong.

Secretary Chai held the bottom of the cup with his palm, and saw the edge of the cup pressed to the corner of Fu Ran's mouth.

There was a sudden voice outside, and then the door was pushed open forcefully. When Ming Chengyou saw Fu Ran, his eyebrows relaxed obviously, and he closed the door with his backhand and strode away.

His eyes naturally fell on Fu Ran's glass of wine.

When Secretary Chai saw Ming Chengyou, he was so surprised that he got up and sat back. Ming Chengyou snatched the wine glass from Fu Ran's hand, "You dare to drink the wine that others give you, have you never suffered?"

Fu Ran pursed her lips, feeling scared after waking up suddenly.

Secretary Chai said resentfully, "Where is this? Do you think I will drug the wine?"

Fu Ran gently pulled Ming Chengyou's cuff, "This is Secretary Chai."

Ming Chengyou sat beside Fu Ran, and she leaned into his ear and said his name.

"In that case, this glass of wine is my toast to you." Ming Chengyou leaned up and handed the wine glass to Secretary Chai. Secretary Chai looked embarrassed, with an indescribably weird expression. Ming Chengyou's eyes gleamed darkly, and he didn't say anything, just cold Coldly repeated, "Secretary Chai?"

Those three words were bitten extremely hard.

Secretary Chai had no choice but to take the cup, and slowly brought the mouth of the cup closer to his lips under the attention of Ming Chengyou's gloomy eyes.

Ming Chengyou raised his chin slightly, and saw the trembling in Secretary Chai's eyes from a squinting angle. He tilted his neck and poured it down desperately.

"Secretary Chai, isn't it?" Ming Chengyou sat back beside Fu Ran after seeing him drink it all in one gulp.

"Yes, yes." Secretary Chai nodded.

"How is xx recently?" Ming Chengyou reported the name of the senior official.

Secretary Chai became more restless, and wiped his sweat vigorously with his hand, "Very good."

"What year was Secretary Chai transferred to work? I had dinner with him a few times before, but I haven't seen you before." Compared to Secretary Chai, Ming Chengyou was calm and relaxed. He took out a cigarette and handed it to Secretary Chai. "Come on, let me light it for you."

"No, no," Secretary Chai didn't dare to make this young man bend over, "I can do it myself."

After going back and forth, Fu Ran's face became more and more serious.

Ming Chengyou talked casually with Secretary Chai. Before leaving, Fu Ran saw that Secretary Chai was sweating profusely and his face was flushed, as if he was impatient.

The door was slammed shut forcefully, and in a blink of an eye the person was gone.