Right path to power

It was Lin Xiao and Liu Yun who arrived.

At this moment, everyone stood up and greeted them with smiles.

Yan Yifan originally intended to remain seated and unmoved, but seeing the situation, he had no choice but to reluctantly stand up.

"Lin Xiao, Liu Yun, you two are really busy with important matters. You've kept Teacher Bai waiting for so long, and we've already drunk several pots of tea," Yan Yifan said sourly.

However, Lin Xiao completely ignored him. He smiled and walked up to Bai Jiansen, bowed slightly and said, "Teacher Bai, hello. I'm sorry I was delayed by work. I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. It's been a long time since we last met. How are you doing?"

"It's okay, work is the priority. I'm fine."

"That's good, that's good."

Yan Yifan's face immediately darkened. As the main guest in the private room, he had already spoken up, but this kid ignored him. Wasn't this a blatant slap in the face to him in public?

Damn it, he must have done it on purpose. He's just jealous and resentful of me, someone from the provincial department...

These words popped into his mind in an instant.

But when he looked around, he found everyone was circling around Lin Xiao and Liu Yun, exchanging pleasantries and greetings. This made him even more furious: these people were just flattering him a moment ago, and now they're sucking up to Lin Xiao and the others. They're a bunch of ungrateful wretches! Fine, you're all two-faced like this. Wait until you need my help someday, then see how I deal with you! Damn it...!"

"Tong Yanyan, when are you coming to Fengshan County to provide guidance? We're always looking to improve..."

"Qu Bingbing, you're getting more and more beautiful! Do you have some kind of magic potion? Why don't you tell me...?"

After exchanging greetings, Lin Xiao turned to Yan Yifan and said, "Yifan, I'm really sorry, I was just too busy the past few days."

Seeing that Yan Yifan's expression was somewhat unpleasant, Xie Tiancai smiled and said, "Now that everyone is here, let's all take our seats. Yifan, you sit here."

"This...this isn't quite right, after all..."

As Yan Yifan walked toward the seat Xie Tiancai indicated, he pretended to be polite.

"It's really inappropriate. With Teacher Bai here, of course Teacher Bai should sit in the main seat," Liu Yun said, pouting, and then walked towards Bai Jiansen.

"No need to stand on ceremony, no need to stand on ceremony, I'll sit anywhere, or, Lin Xiao, would you like to sit here?"

Yan Yifan awkwardly stopped in his tracks, giving Liu Yun an angry look, but Liu Yun still ignored him completely.

"Teacher Bai, please don't refuse. You must sit here. If you don't sit here tonight, we might not be able to have this meal."

Liu Yun insisted on pulling Bai Jiansen to the main seat, then said to Lin Xiao, "Lin Xiao, you and Tong Yanyan should sit next to Teacher Bai. You are the class monitor and the Youth League secretary, so this is the most suitable arrangement."

In no time, Liu Yun had arranged everyone's seats. Finally, he sat down with his back to the door and said, "Since I have the worst grades, I'll be in charge of serving everyone the dishes."

Whether it was because of his position as the head of the police station or because everyone approved of his seating arrangement based on his status during his school days, no one raised any objections.

However, Yan Yifan was assigned to position number five, which made him feel neglected.

And so, the feast began tonight.

Bai Jiansen raised the first glass first, followed by Lin Xiao and Tong Yanyan each raising a glass.

Everyone ate, drank, and chatted.

After graduating from university, Tong Yanyan passed the civil service exam and is currently working at the Municipal Committee of the Communist Youth League. That's why Lin Xiaocai was joking with her about "giving guidance" earlier.

As for Qu Bingbing, she attended a teachers' college and now works as a teacher in a rural town. However, she has always wanted to transfer back to the city, but unfortunately, she hasn't been able to find a suitable way. After receiving a phone call from Xie Tiancai, and learning that Yan Yifan, who works at the Provincial Department of Education, would also be participating, she canceled an event at her workplace and came.

"Yifan, I'd like to raise a glass to you and wish you a bright future. But once you've made it big, don't forget to help out your old classmate!"

Qu Bingbing doesn't usually drink alcohol, but in order to ask for help, she had no choice but to force herself to drink some.

Yan Yifan looked at Qu Bingbing, whose face was flushed and seemed even more beautiful, and suddenly his heart stirred. He said, "Bingbing, I also respect you. We are old classmates. If there is anything I can do, just ask. I value relationships the most, especially our friendship as classmates, which is very precious. We should help each other even more."

He could tell, of course, that Qu Bingbing was being overly attentive, but he also had his own plans. He and Xie Tiancai would be bringing up the Fengshan Elementary School matter with Lin Xiao later, so he could establish his persona now so that it would be easier to speak up later.

"To be honest, I do have something I'd like to ask you for help with."

Qu Bingbing was somewhat surprised. She really didn't expect Yan Yifan to be so easy to talk to. After all, their relationship had always been just so-so when they were in school, and they rarely kept in touch after graduation. But Yan Yifan said that helping her was a piece of cake, so her impression of Yan Yifan improved a lot.

But is that really the case?

During their previous conversation, Yan Yifan already knew about her situation and understood her thoughts. Yan Yifan believed that this kind of thing was not difficult for him; he just needed to make a phone call to Director Guo of the Municipal Education Bureau to get it done.

Therefore, he immediately had other plans.

In junior high school, Qu Bingbing's looks ranked among the top five in her class. It is said that several men secretly passed her love letters. Now, at the most youthful and invincible age for a woman, Qu Bingbing's beauty is even more radiant.

"If I can enjoy a good night of passion, then anything is worth it..."

Yan Yifan stared at Qu Bingbing, lost in thought.

"Isn't it just a matter of being transferred back to a school in the city? For Yifan, it's a piece of cake. Don't you think about which unit he works in now? The Provincial Department of Education, and he's going to be Director Sui's secretary."

Xie Tiancai embellished the story, laying the groundwork for Yan Yifan's future. He inadvertently noticed that Yan Yifan's gaze towards Qu Bingbing was somewhat different, and realized that Yan Yifan had feelings for his female classmate and teacher.

Sure enough, Qu Bingbing took his words to heart. She poured herself another full glass and drank it all in one gulp, saying, "Yifan, I'll finish this one first. Thank you. Xie Tiancai is right. I do hope to be transferred back to the city, but I don't know how difficult that will be."

"It might be difficult for others, but for me, it's a piece of cake. Xiao's Yi Transmission, just wait here for a moment, I'll call Director Guo of the Municipal Education Bureau right away."

"what!"

Qu Bingbing was shocked, but she did see Yan Yifan take out his phone and dial a number.

However, the phone rang for a long time, but the other end still hadn't answered.

"Director Guo must be busy, that's why he didn't hear the phone ring. I'll send him a text message now, and he'll definitely reply as soon as he sees it. I'll talk to him about it then. So, Bingbing, don't worry, your transfer back to the city is just a matter of one phone call from Director Guo."

Although she didn't receive a definite answer immediately, Yan Yifan's words still filled Qu Bingbing with hope, so she toasted him again.

"Yes, Bingbing, you really should show Yifan some respect. The phone number of the head of the Municipal Public Security Bureau isn't something just anyone can call."

Xie Tiancai once again paved the way for Yan Yifan.