Chapter 59
"Ugh!" Wei Wenwu sighed heavily, his face grim. "Secretary Chen doing something like this is just... But he’s in the hospital now, injured. Shouldn’t we wait till he’s better to deal with it?"
He glanced at He Jingwen, scheming inside. This needed to happen fast. If Chen Tianming recovered and caught wind, not only would Wei Wenwu miss out on the secretary spot, his village chief seat might be shaky too. That old bastard was ruthless, with connections up top and a clan of loyalists—Wei was no match!
"Wait? Wait for what?" He Jingwen’s brows shot up, her chest heaving with anger, a wave of pale flesh rippling. "We’ve got witnesses. Call a village cadre meeting now—I’m stripping Chen Tianming of his post!"
"Got it! I’ll handle it!" Wei Wenwu’s heart leapt, and he turned to fetch Li Sanchou, the accountant who held the books. But Shen Lijuan stopped him—it was mealtime, and since they were here, why not eat first?
After lunch, He Jingwen, Wei Wenwu, Shen Lijuan, and driver Xiao Li headed to the village office to wait. The "meeting" was really about nailing Chen Tianming. He Jingwen was set on not just ousting him but locking the old bastard up!
Everything was in place, running as planned. Long Gen adjusted his bulging crotch, relieved. He thought about checking on Xiao Fang but decided against it—someone might notice something. Once she was in town, he’d have plenty of chances.
"Too damn hot. Time for a bath!" Long Gen muttered, eyeing the tent in his pants and cursing, "Fucking hell, I’ll cool you off after a wash!"
"Can’t stand hot women. He Jingwen’s gorgeous, but look at you—thinking you can fuck the township chief?"
Yeah, she was stunning. Did she have a man? Was she lonely? He’d have to get close, test the waters. Getting into the township chief’s bed would mean... Long Gen’s mind raced.
The Clearwater River’s source was a steady stream, flowing year-round. Even in summer, the water was ice-cold, perfect for cooling off in July or August.
Splash! He yanked off his pants and dove in, paddling wildly. His cock swayed in the water like a big black eel, almost floating.
"Little Long, Little Long..." A woman’s voice called from the riverbank.