I slept with my sister's classmate, and she turned out to be my boss.

This side of the restaurant.

Chen Dapeng and Lin Chen found a corner to sit down.

A large plate of food was placed in front of Chen Dapeng, but he didn't have much of an appetite and just poked at it with his fork.

Lin Chen sat opposite him, his face full of interrogation.

"Speak."

"What did you say?"

"That woman from last night," Lin Chen put down his cup, "If you don't explain yourself clearly, I'm not leaving today."

Chen Dapeng sighed: "I really don't know who it is."

"You fell asleep without even knowing who you were?"

"I already told you I drank myself into oblivion."

"So what do you remember?"

Chen Dapeng thought for a moment, and several images flashed through his mind—long hair, a mole on his collarbone, and that voice.

"I don't remember."

Lin Chen stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly leaned closer: "I have something to tell you, don't be afraid."

"What?"

"When I took you to the hotel last night, your room was empty," Lin Chen said, emphasizing each word. "That woman, I didn't take her there. I don't know who she is."

Chen Dapeng was stunned.

"So..." Lin Chen's expression became subtle, "either someone went into the wrong room, or..."

"What is it?"

"Someone did it on purpose." Lin Chen leaned back in his chair. "Be careful, don't get scammed."

Chen Dapeng's heart skipped a beat.

Immortal jump?

He swallowed hard, his mind flashing back to those news stories—men checking into hotels with women, then suddenly a group of people burst in, filming, demanding money, and threatening to call the police if they didn't pay.

"No way..."

His voice sounded a little weak.

"Who knows?" Lin Chen shrugged. "Just be careful yourself. By the way, have you noticed anything missing from the bed?"

Chen Dapeng thought for a moment: "No. All my things are still here."

"Is there anything else?"

Chen Dapeng was stunned for a moment, remembering the few long hairs by his pillow and the bright red stain on the bed sheet.

"no."

"That's strange then." Lin Chen stroked his chin. "What are the chances of him going into the wrong room?"

Chen Dapeng did not answer.

He was also thinking about this question—who exactly was that woman?

Did I go to the wrong room?

Was it intentional?

If it was intentional, what was she after?

If it wasn't intentional...

What would her reaction be if she woke up and found a strange man lying next to her?

Chen Dapeng didn't know.

But for some reason, he felt that the woman probably didn't do it on purpose.

A young woman wouldn't easily give away her precious first time.

He recalled those crazy moments between the two of them.

She seemed to be in a daze as well, probably just as drunk as I was.

He put down his fork, picked up his glass, and took a sip of water.

"Forget it, I don't want to think about it anymore. Anyway, we won't see each other again."

Lin Chen glanced at him but didn't say anything.

But the smile at the corner of his mouth was meaningful.

Just then, Chen Dapeng's phone rang; it was his sister, Chen Yang, calling.

He picked up the phone, walked to the side, and answered it.

"Hey, sis, what's up?"

"By the way, I have some good news for you. My college classmate He Ying has been transferred from the position of director of the Industry Division of the Provincial Department of Industry and Information Technology to become the county magistrate of Qingshun County, which happens to be the county you were admitted to. I've already spoken to her and asked her to take good care of you."

Chen Dapeng was overjoyed, even though he had not yet entered officialdom.

But he knew very well that to succeed in his official career, besides his own efforts, he also needed someone to mentor him.

Otherwise, no matter how hard you try, it may all come to nothing in the end!

He grinned and said, "Sis, you've got it all figured out. Once I make something of myself, I'll treat you to dinner first."

"Stop being so cheeky." Chen Yang laughed on the other end of the phone. "He Ying is my best friend from college. She's reliable and capable. When you get there, do a good job and don't embarrass me."

"Don't worry, sis, when have I ever embarrassed you?"

"Don't I know your worthlessness?"

Chen Yang's tone was tinged with doting disdain.

"By the way, where did you go last night? I called you last night but you didn't answer."

Chen Dapeng's heart tightened.

I drank too much last night.

Besides, he was rolling around with that strange woman at the time.

Who's going to answer the phone?

"Oh, I was at a party with Lin Chen and the others, I drank too much, I didn't hear you."

He said it casually.

"Drinking again? Drink less, you have to go to work soon, take care of yourself."

"Okay, okay."

"Alright, I'm not talking to you anymore. I've already spoken to He Ying. You'll have a chance to meet her after you join the company. Be a little sweet-talking, understand?"

"I heard you, sis."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Dapeng returned to his seat, his expression much more relaxed than before.

Lin Chen looked up at him: "Your sister?"

"Um."

"What is it?"

She said that one of her college classmates was transferred to Qingshun County as the county magistrate and put in a good word for me, telling me to be nice to her when I got there.

Chen Dapeng said with a smile, his tone tinged with pride.

Lin Chen raised an eyebrow: "A woman?"

"Yes, her name is He Ying."

How big?

"About the same age as my sister, thirty."

Lin Chen whistled: "A thirty-year-old county magistrate? At the level of a full-fledged department head? That must have some powerful connections."

Chen Dapeng was stunned for a moment.

He hadn't thought of it that way before, but after Lin Chen said that, he realized that a 30-year-old female county magistrate was indeed rare.

"Who cares about her background? It's none of my business. I'm just a lowly clerk, while she's the county magistrate. We're completely unrelated."

Lin Chen smiled but didn't reply.

He picked up his milk, took a sip, then suddenly put the cup down, his expression turning serious: "By the way, you're starting next week?"

"Yes, next Monday."

"Have you found a place to stay?"

"Not yet, I plan to rent a place first when I get there."

"I have a relative who owns a vacant house in Qingshun County. I'll ask around for you later."

Chen Dapeng glanced at him, feeling somewhat touched.

Lin Chen is a man who can't keep his mouth shut, but he's really reliable when it comes to getting things done.

Thanks.

"Don't give me that." Lin Chen stood up. "Are you full? If you are, go back to school. You reek of alcohol. Go back and change your clothes."

Chen Dapeng looked down and smelled his shirt. It did smell of alcohol, mixed with something else—the smell of a woman.

He stood up and followed Lin Chen outside.

As he reached the restaurant entrance, his phone vibrated again.

It was a WeChat message from my sister, Chen Yang, who sent me a business card.

The business card reads: He Ying, Director of the Industrial Development Division of the Provincial Department of Industry and Information Technology.

The message below reads: "This is He Ying's WeChat. Add her and say hello first, so she doesn't think you're being impolite."

Chen Dapeng looked at the business card and hesitated for a moment.

Add it or not?

What did you say after adding it?

"Hello, County Chief He. I am Chen Yang's younger brother, Chen Dapeng. Please take care of me in the future."

That's too formal.

"Hello, Sister Ying. I'm Chen Yang's younger brother. Nice to meet you in the future?"

That's too casual.

He thought for a while and decided not to add it for now.

Let's talk about it after I start the job; there's no rush.

He put his phone in his pocket and got into the car with Lin Chen.