My cousin-in-law helped me achieve my ambitions.

The door opened.

A young woman walked in, wearing a black mini-skirt and a white tight-fitting T-shirt. She had her hair tied in a high ponytail, and she had a fairly pretty face, looking to be in her early twenties.

She nodded to Su Ming and said, "Hello, handsome!"

Su Ming was stunned.

He looked at the girl in front of him and felt like he had seen her somewhere before, so he started searching his memory.

Without waiting for his response, the girl turned around and closed the door. Then, without looking back, she reached out and started unbuttoning her T-shirt.

Su Ming's eyes widened, and a sudden inspiration flashed in his mind.

He remembered!

He'd seen this girl before; she was an IQC in the quality control department, and her name seemed to be... Ma Xiaomei?

He was startled and instinctively called out, "Hey! Are you Ma Xiaomei?"

As he spoke, he looked up and saw that the girl had taken off her T-shirt and was only wearing a pink bra, revealing her fair shoulders and flat stomach.

Ma Xiaomei was startled when Su Ming called her name. She stared at Su Ming, her eyes wide, still clutching the T-shirt in her hand, and stammered, "You...you know me?"

Su Ming forced an awkward smile, unsure where to look, so he stared at the "Young and Dangerous" poster on the wall: "Aren't you the quality inspector from IQC?"

He and she hadn't actually met many times, but Ma Xiaomei was considered quite good-looking in the quality inspection department. Occasionally, when he passed by and heard people calling her name, he couldn't help but take a second look.

Ma Xiaomei looked closely at Su Ming and recognized him. Her face instantly turned red, flushing all the way to the roots of her neck. She stammered, "Oh my god, it's you? You...you actually like this kind of thing?"

Su Ming was stunned for a moment, then widened his eyes and asked, "What kind of taste do I have?"

Ma Xiaomei sneered, glanced at Su Ming, threw the T-shirt she was holding onto the bed, crossed her arms, and said with a hint of disdain, "Alright, stop pretending. Since you asked Wu Yumin to bring me here, you must want to do 'that' with me. Come on, Wu Yumin has already paid anyway."

Su Ming was even more confused, his eyes widening as he asked, "Wu Yumin paid? What does that mean?"

Ma Xiaomei tossed her long, black hair, a "stop pretending" expression on her face. She walked up to Su Ming, put her hand on his shoulder, and said in a flirtatious tone, "Stop pretending. You came here, and even had Wu Yumin call me over, just so you could get intimate with me. Come on, he's already paid."

Su Ming was both amused and exasperated. He stared at the girl in front of him, who was only wearing underwear, and his mind was in complete turmoil.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down, and looked at Ma Xiaomei curiously, asking, "So you do this part-time? I never would have guessed."

Ma Xiaomei glared at him irritably and sneered, "Don't give me that. You're in a place like this, how much more noble can you be than me?"

As she spoke, she turned and took a condom from the bedside table, shoving it into Su Ming's hand and instructing him, "Take this, go do what you need to do. Wu Yumin gave me double the money; he said he'd make you feel good tonight. I'll cooperate tonight. Come on, what are you planning to do?"

As she spoke, she reached out to unhook her bra.

"This woman is really open-minded!" Su Ming's mind went blank for a moment, and he quickly reached out and grabbed her hand.

"Stop!" he shouted. "I never intended to do that kind of thing with you!"

Ma Xiaomei paused for a moment, looked at Su Ming curiously, her gaze sweeping over him before finally settling on his lower abdomen.

"You can't do it?" she asked.

"Damn it! Who's impotent?" Su Ming glared at her irritably.

Ma Xiaomei glanced down at his lower abdomen again, a playful smile playing on her lips. She nodded and said, "Looks like I wronged you. Interesting. You clearly have feelings for me, but you just won't make a move."

She paused, took a step forward, almost pressing herself against Su Ming's body, and looked up at him with a teasing glint in her eyes: "Are you shy? Have you never been with a woman before?"

As she spoke, her warm breath tickled Su Ming's chin.

Su Ming disliked being seen through, and even more so, he disliked being teased like this. His face flushed, he shoved her hand away, and retorted, "Don't talk nonsense! I've had many girlfriends!"

"Really?" Ma Xiaomei laughed, her smile clearly showing disbelief. "Then you're quite experienced."

As she spoke, she suddenly turned around, her back to Su Ming, and swept her long, black hair to one side, revealing her smooth back and the straps of her pink bra.

"My bra clasp is loose, could you fasten it for me?" She turned her head to the side, her voice slightly coquettish.

Su Ming was stunned: "Ah...this..."

"Hurry up," Ma Xiaomei urged, her tone tinged with amusement. "Aren't you experienced?"

Su Ming said "Oh," and had no choice but to bite the bullet and reach out his hand.

His fingers touched the small buckle, and he began to fumble around trying to fasten it for her.

This thing looks easy, but after trying for ages, he just couldn't get it to fasten. Those two little rings seemed to be working against him; he just couldn't get them right no matter what he did.

Ma Xiaomei stood there, feeling his clumsy movements, and suddenly burst into laughter.

She turned around abruptly, put her hand on Su Ming's shoulder again, stared at him closely, and laughed heartily.

"Just admit you've never been with a woman," she said with a laugh. "I'll teach you."

Su Ming took a deep breath, his face darkening.

He brushed her hand away and said seriously, "Forget it, I'm not interested tonight. How about this, sit down and have a good chat with me, okay? I want to know more about the situation here."

Ma Xiaomei froze for a moment, her smile vanishing.

She looked at Su Ming intently, as if trying to determine if he was joking.

"You really won't touch me?" she asked.

Su Ming nodded.

Ma Xiaomei sneered, "Listen carefully, if you don't touch it, the money won't be refunded."

Su Ming laughed and waved his hand dismissively: "Fine, I won't back down. Tonight, I just want to hear your story."

Ma Xiaomei stared at him for a few seconds, the cold smile on her face slowly disappearing, replaced by a complex expression—surprise, confusion, and a little bit of something inexplicable...touching?

Her face flushed slightly, she bit her lip, and asked softly, "You don't like me?"

Su Ming quickly shook his head: "No, no, absolutely not. I just... don't have that idea. Maybe I'll be interested another day, we can make an appointment then."

Ma Xiaomei looked at him and suddenly smiled. That smile was different from before; it lacked the professional flirtation and was more sincere.

She reached out and picked up the T-shirt that was thrown on the bed, quickly put it on, then sat down next to Su Ming, crossed her legs, and tilted her head to look at him.

"Speak, what do you want to know?"

Su Mingqing cleared his throat and began to ask questions.

He first asked about the private rooms. Ma Xiaomei told him that DVD rental shops like this were common near industrial areas. Most of them were legitimate businesses; it cost five yuan to rent a DVD, and couples or boyfriends and girlfriends would go into the private rooms to watch a movie and do something else on the side. They would usually be done in five to ten minutes, and then the next person would come in.

"Bring your own tissues," Ma Xiaomei said. "You can buy them for one yuan if you need them, and the same goes for condoms."

Su Ming nodded, then asked, "What about those... special services?"