Old Deng awakens: He starts by eliminating the yoga pants in the county town!

Zhu Zhu's WeChat message popped up.

"Zhao Daqiang went to take a shower, I'll make an excuse to go downstairs right away."

Lin Dawei glanced at the screen and typed a location in reply: opposite Jinxiu Huating residential area, Super 8 Hotel.

Ten minutes later.

Lin Dawei walked into the hotel lobby and booked a room by the hour.

He sat on the edge of the bed in room 8012, sent the room number to Zhu Zhu, and waited quietly.

Twenty minutes later.

The door to the room was gently pushed open.

Zhu Zhu rushed in with a flustered expression and locked the door behind her.

She was dressed very eye-catchingly today.

She wore a tight-fitting low-cut knit top on top and a black bodycon mini skirt on the bottom.

She wore semi-transparent black stockings on her legs and nude high heels with a 7-centimeter heel.

"Brother Dawei."

Zhu Zhu let out a long breath, her chest heaving violently.

She glanced cautiously at Lin Dawei's expression.

"Zhao Daqiang didn't suspect anything, did he?"

Lin Dawei leaned against the headboard, looking straight at her.

"No, I told him I was going downstairs to buy something. He's in a complete panic right now, calling everywhere to find Wang Yan, he can't care about me at all."

As Zhu Zhu spoke, she took two steps forward.

"The county court's No. 2 courtroom will open promptly at 9:00 AM tomorrow."

Lin Dawei spoke calmly, without a trace of emotion.

"Bring all original evidence with you when you appear in court to testify. Explain clearly, word for word, Zhao Daqiang's transfer of assets and loan fraud. Don't try to hedge your bets, and don't try to pull any tricks."

Zhu Zhu nodded repeatedly.

"Don't worry, I'll listen to you."

She bit her red lips and lowered her head in front of Lin Dawei.

"I saw through Zhao Daqiang a long time ago; he can't protect me at all. The only way I can protect myself now is by following you."

She is now completely under his control, with no way out. All her weaknesses are in Lin Dawei's hands.

Lin Dawei waved.

Zhu Zhu obediently walked over and sat down next to the edge of the bed.

Lin Dawei pulled her into his arms, wanting to test just how powerful the "Bird Ring of Cupid" really was.

The collar of the knitted sweater was slightly open.

Large swathes of fair, plump skin were revealed, swaying with each breath.

Lin Dawei's hand slid down her waist.

The bodycon mini-skirt was roughly pushed up.

Zhu Zhu's buttocks were completely exposed to the air.

Shaped like a ripe peach, it is a whole size larger than an average woman's, and very fleshy.

The moment my hand touched it, her plump buttocks trembled violently twice.

Those legs, tightly wrapped in black stockings, were visually striking.

Slender and well-proportioned calves.

Her thighs were extremely full, and the soft flesh at the base of her thighs was marked with obvious lines from the stockings.

Lin Dawei's rough fingers traced along the inside of his thigh, the texture of the stockings providing rough resistance.

Zhu Zhu let out a hum.

"oops……"

Her legs went weak instantly, and her nude high heels fell onto the carpet.

Her toes, clad in black stockings, curled up in a rounded shape.

The instep was stretched into an alluring shape.

A layer of warm, fine sweat seeped from the soles of my feet, emitting a pleasant scent through my stockings.

The effect of Cupid's rings came into play at this moment, creating ripples that spread outwards.

Zhu Zhu's eyes instantly welled up with tears.

The fatal attraction and the amplification of ecstasy were like riding a roller coaster; she had never experienced such exaggerated sensory stimulation before.

Sweat dripped from her forehead onto the sheets.

Her lips were slightly parted.

Rapid, soft moans continued to escape her lips.

"Huff...huff...Brother Dawei..."

A deep, guttural voice echoed in the room, and Lin Dawei had taken absolute control.

Zhu Zhu was completely immersed in the flood of sensory experiences.

Half an hour later.

The room gradually quieted down.

Zhu Zhu lay limp on the bed like a lump of mud, unable to lift even a finger.

Lin Dawei stood by the bed, and the system's electronic notification sounded in his mind.

【Ding! 】

[The Cupid's Ring attribute is activated!]

[Target's addiction level has increased significantly!]

[Host's basic physical condition has received a permanent, slight boost!]

A warm current flowed down my lower abdomen and spread throughout my body.

Lin Dawei could clearly feel that the last trace of soreness in his right arm had completely disappeared.

The muscles become firmer, and damaged muscles and bones slowly heal.

He casually picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip.

"Get dressed and go back to keep Zhao Daqiang calm. Be at court on time tomorrow."

Lin Dawei left those words behind and strode out of the room.

……

2:50 PM.

A taxi stopped outside the villa area of ​​Waterfront Dragon Court.

In the courtyard, Zhao Pengfei was leaning against the door of a Porsche, smoking. Several cigarette butts were scattered at his feet, and he looked somewhat agitated.

Lin Dawei walked in.

Zhao Pengfei threw the cigarette butt on the ground and crushed it out with the tip of his leather shoe.

"You're smart to not open that pile of junk today."

He looked Lin Dawei up and down.

Lin Dawei's aura was even more somber today than yesterday, especially his right arm, which was covered in bruises yesterday but was now hanging perfectly at his side.

Zhao Pengfei's eye twitched.

Is this old man a monster? He recovered so quickly?

Without asking any questions, he opened the car door and got into the driver's seat.

"Get on the bus!"

"We're going to the Dynasty Hotel today."

Lin Dawei opened the passenger door and got in.

The Porsche roared to life and sped out of the villa area.

"If my sister hadn't forced me to cultivate relationships with the suppliers, I wouldn't have bothered meeting those factory managers and workshop foremen who reek of cooking fumes."

Zhao Pengfei held the steering wheel with one hand, his face full of disdain.

"My family's electronics factory recently took on a big project, and the suppliers are fighting over quotas all the time."

"I'll take you there today."

Zhao Pengfei glanced at Lin Dawei and revealed an arrogant smile.

"Get the situation under control!"

"If those bastards dare to try and sweet-talk me at the dinner table, you better show me the same tough attitude you had yesterday, understand?"

Lin Dawei leaned back in the leather seat, closing his eyes to rest.

"clear."

Twenty minutes later.

Royal Dynasty Hotel is one of the most upscale restaurants and clubs in the county.

Inside the most luxurious Emperor's Box on the third floor, smoke filled the air and the smell of alcohol permeated the room.

Around a huge round table that can seat twenty people, seven or eight middle-aged men were already seated.

These people were all big and small bosses in the county's major electronics factories and processing workshops.

Chen Jianjun was sitting in the secondary seat near the door.

He wore what he considered his most presentable jacket today, his hair was styled with mousse, and he looked radiant.

His left hand, which had been slightly cut by a fruit knife at the hospital yesterday and was covered with a band-aid, was deliberately placed on the table, making it very conspicuous.

"Oh dear, Director Chen, what happened to your hand?"

A chubby shopkeeper next to him handed him a cigarette and casually asked a question.

Chen Jianjun took the cigarette and sighed dramatically.

"Don't even mention it. Yesterday, I was personally going down to the workshop to guide the equipment modification, and I didn't notice that a steel plate was scraped off."

"What's a little bloodshed for the sake of our factory's progress!"

Chen Jianjun raised his voice, as if afraid that others wouldn't hear his title of "deputy director".

"But yesterday was just a coincidence."

He leaned back in his chair, exhaled a smoke ring, and began to boast.

"My sister-in-law is the head nurse of the obstetrics and gynecology department at the county hospital. As soon as they heard I was injured, the hospital director and the head of the department all rushed down to bandage me. I couldn't refuse them. Having strong connections can be a real problem."

Several people at the table echoed this sentiment and raised their glasses to toast Chen Jianjun.

Chen Jianjun's vanity was greatly satisfied, and he felt like he was floating on air.

Just then.

The heavy double doors of the private room were respectfully pushed open from the outside by the waiter.

The once noisy private room suddenly fell silent.

Zhao Pengfei, dressed in a flashy white haute couture suit, swaggered in with his hands in his pockets.

"Young Master Zhao!"

"Young Master Zhao, you've finally arrived!"

The factory director and other officials who had been swaggering around just moments before suddenly stood up, their faces full of fawning smiles.

Chen Jianjun was so excited that he rubbed his hands together.

He came today to beg Zhao Shao to give their workshop more assembly orders, as this is crucial to whether he can get a permanent position!

He quickly picked up his wine glass, ready to be the first to rush up and offer a toast.

But he had only taken half a step.

Their feet were firmly planted on the carpet.

Behind Zhao Pengfei, a tall and muscular figure walked in.

Black suit, white shirt.

The fat on Chen Jianjun's face trembled violently.

His right hand, which was holding the wine glass, froze in mid-air, and most of the Moutai in the glass spilled out, landing on his leather shoes.

Lin Dawei!

How could it be this good-for-nothing!