1982 Started from Hong Kong

Chapter 537 Du Peng
"Haha, Mr. Zhai is truly blessed with good fortune!"

The car stopped downstairs at the Far East Bank building. Alexander, drunk and flushed, watched Zhai Yuan and Natasha go upstairs through the side door. He leaned against the car door, patted Ye Zhiming on the shoulder, and teased him.

The tall, slender White Russian woman, wearing high heels, was almost as tall as Zhai Yuan.

Ye Zhiming sighed inwardly, thinking that his younger sister would likely have another competitor.

But Ah Qing is hopelessly infatuated with Zhai Yuan, this young man. Oh well, let the young people handle this themselves.

Suppressing his distracting thoughts, he turned to Alexander with a smile and said, "Ah Yuan has always been very popular with women... But let's not talk about him for now. Brother Alexander, do you remember the business we discussed last time? If the Far East Club could get a few officials from the Black Sea to join, I'll definitely be able to help you get those firearms piled up in your warehouse to where they need to be."

"Old Ye, we have such a good relationship, you don't need to mention this little thing, I will take care of it for you."

Alexander laughed, reeking of alcohol. He said that a good friendship meant Ye Zhiming would drink vodka with him, but Zhai Yuan wouldn't.

He patted his chest and said, "The former chief of staff of the Sevastopol Second Fleet, my best friend from school, several captains from the Black Sea coastal prefectures—I trained them all. We went on night watch and night shifts together, and..."

Having demonstrated his connections, Alexander let out a burp, then shook a finger at Ye Zhiming, saying, "However, now is not the best time. Although I also really want to convert those weapons piled up in the field into US dollars, Comrade Ye Liqing is at a critical juncture. The KGB and Ryzhkov are keeping a close eye on him. Even for every campaign fund provided by Mr. Zhai, we have to spend a long time verifying its legitimate source to prevent the other side from finding any evidence against us. At this juncture, if we are found out that you sold Yekaterinburg's arms to Third World countries and smuggled strategic weapons..."

As Alexander spoke, he put one arm around Ye Zhiming's shoulder and made a shooting gesture with his other hand, fingers together.

"Bang!" Alexander poked Ye Zhiming's forehead hard with his fingertip, and teased with a rough laugh, "Not only will you be executed, but I will also be sent to a military court, old Ye!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Zhiming nodded in understanding and exclaimed, "So the situation is this serious?"

“It’s serious! Extremely serious!” Alexander said, his tone becoming more serious. “Everyone is watching this presidential election. If the Russian Federation elects a president, it means that other constituent republics can also fight for autonomy in the future. That’s why the KGB is trying every means to stop it. In addition to investigating the source of Comrade Ye Liqing’s campaign funds, they can’t even prevent Ryzhkov from being involved. The best outcome would be to ruin both candidates, so that they would still be the security agencies that maintain the central authority of the Soviet Union. The worst outcome would be to put Ryzhkov in power, since compared to Comrade Ye Liqing, who has already left the Communist Party of the Soviet Union, Ryzhkov is still a figure within the system who is inclined to maintain the stability of the Soviet Union.”

"Wow! Politics is really complicated. Looks like your boss is under a lot of pressure!"

Ye Zhiming was somewhat confused by the complex relationships between the various factions in the Soviet Union, so he simply shook his head and stopped thinking about it. He then smiled and pointed to the light on in Zhai Yuan's room upstairs, saying in a teasing tone, "As far as I know, the KGB has a department that specializes in using honey traps. The men are called Crows, and the women are called Swallows. Do you think that Director Natasha tonight might be Miss Swallow planted by the KGB?"

"Could the woman Guberko sent be so sinister?"

Alexander frowned and muttered something, then smiled nonchalantly and gave Ye Zhiming a knowing look: "Don't worry, I've been with plenty of women from the Swallow Camp. They're all incredibly skilled in bed; otherwise, how would they gather information? We'll find out tomorrow morning by asking Mr. Zhai how it went."

Alexander squinted his drunken eyes as he said this: "Or if she dares to ask something she shouldn't, I guarantee she won't leave Yekaterinburg!"

…………

Since arriving in Yekaterinburg and getting in touch with Ye Liqing, Zhai Yuan's treatment has been completely different from what it was like in Moscow.

Aside from staying at the Ural Hotel for a period of time, they have now been arranged to live in a self-built luxury suite above the Far East Bank. With 24-hour security available at any time, the Shaolin Four Ancestors have no place to use their skills. Each room also has a dedicated telephone line directly connected to the military headquarters, allowing them to call Ma Chuiji at any time to deal with any emergencies.

Not only are the room standards several levels higher than those of a hotel, but most importantly, the entire renovation was personally arranged by the Ye Group to ensure that there are no eavesdropping devices.

After all, Zhai Yuan's status was special at this time, and even though he was staying in a foreign guesthouse, the Ye Group was still worried that there were eavesdroppers.

"Mr. Zhai's Far East Bank is truly a hidden gem."

Natasha gently took Zhai Yuan's arm and walked up to the second floor, only to find that the decor was completely different from the simple bank lobby downstairs, exuding luxury everywhere.

She walked across the soft carpet and the chandelier-lit corridor, turned her head and whispered something in Zhai Yuan's ear with a faint, moist breath.

"It's just so-so."

Zhai Yuan spoke up bluntly and without any politeness, directly putting his arm around the woman's slender waist: "If I wasn't worried about someone tampering with things, I wouldn't bother with all this trouble. It's all the same to me where I live~"

Natasha was embraced by the man, a hint of disgust flashing in her eyes, but she leaned half of her body against Zhai Yuan, her bright smile widening.

"Worried about someone sabotaging it? That makes sense, after all, Far Eastern Bank involves the interests of many people."

"Yes, I heard that your Soviet Union is full of listening devices. It's not that I'm afraid of anything else, but what if I bring back a beautiful girl like you, and everything I do is listened to by others? That would be so embarrassing."

Natasha burst into laughter at his words, pressing her chest against Zhai Yuan's arm and whispering provocatively in his ear, "What do you want to do with me?"

Zhai Yuan glanced at Natasha's alluring eyes, a smile playing on his lips. He ran his hand down her waistline, pinching her shapely buttocks through her clothes, responding with his actions.

Natasha gasped softly, forced a seductive smile, and gently pushed Zhai Yuan away, asking with alluring eyes, "Shall we go into the room first?"

As soon as the door opened,

Li Zhi and Ye Yuqing, who were waiting for Zhai Yuan to return, looked over at the same time. The surprise on the faces of the two voluptuous beauties vanished almost instantly when they saw that Zhai Yuan had brought a Russian woman into the room with him.

Zhai Yuan was equally taken aback upon seeing this, and immediately preemptively asked, "What are you two doing in my room in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?"

Lizhi said, looking aggrieved, "You were the one who told us to wait for you to come back..."

Ye Yuqing looked wary: "Who is she?"

Zhai Yuan remained expressionless: "Let me introduce you. This is Director Natasha from the Ministry of Culture. We're going to discuss some serious matters tonight, which might be quite late. You two should go back to your rooms and rest first!"

The two women shifted their gaze from Zhai Yuan to Natasha, noticing that the White Russian woman seemed eager to cling to Zhai Yuan's chest, and their eyes revealed wariness.

Natasha remained completely unfazed, instead smiling and saying, "Mr. Zhai, won't you introduce these two beautiful ladies?"

“Secretary!” Zhai Yuan replied immediately.

Lizhi's eyes widened immediately, but after thinking about it carefully, she felt that there was nothing wrong with it. But how could you answer so decisively!
Ye Yuqing didn't have the identity of a secretary, and even though she had lowered her stance these past two days, she was still so angry that her chest heaved: "Idol, you..." Natasha, seeing this, curled the corners of her lips, seemingly oblivious to the strange atmosphere in the room.

She took two steps forward, extended her slender hand to the two men, and said softly, "You two are friends of Mr. Zhai, right? Don't misunderstand, I'm here on behalf of the Moscow Ministry of Culture. I just want to collaborate with Mr. Zhai's 91 Entertainment on some projects to promote film exchanges between Hong Kong and the Soviet Union."

These two sentences were spoken reasonably well.

Ye Yuqing and Li Zhi also knew that Zhai Yuanlai did have a lot of business dealings in the Soviet Union, and their hostility lessened slightly.

"Hello, Director Natasha. My surname is Li, and I am Mr. Zhai's secretary."

Lizhi, being more mature, took the initiative to shake hands with Natasha and smiled, praising, "Your Mandarin is very good."

Seeing this, Ye Yuqing had no choice but to reluctantly shake hands with the other party.

Now that she was closer, she noticed the delicate features of the White Russian woman, and a feeling of unease crept into her heart.

Ye Yuqing pouted, feeling wronged, and held Natasha's hand, but her eyes were fixed on Zhai Yuan. She sighed plaintively, "My surname is Ye, so just because they say I'm a secretary doesn't mean I'm a secretary!"

"It turns out that Mr. Zhai has so many outstanding girls around him."

Natasha's smile remained composed and polite. She turned back and smiled at Zhai Yuan, then said to Li Zhi and Ye Yuqing, "But don't worry, I just want to discuss some official business with Mr. Zhai alone. I certainly won't stay here for long. Miss Li, Miss Ye, could you please excuse us for a moment?"

Zhai Yuan chimed in, "That's right, let's step aside for now, this is all within the art world!"

Li Zhi rolled her eyes at Zhai Yuan, gently pulled Ye Yuqing aside, and whispered, "Aqing, let's go back to our room and rest first."

Ye Yuqing gave a frustrated snort, her gaze sweeping between Zhai Yuan and Natasha again before following Li Zhi's footsteps.

When she reached Zhai Yuan's side, she couldn't help but stop and lower her voice, saying, "You'd better talk about serious matters!"

The door closed gently.

"Mr. Zhai is truly exceptionally charming."

Natasha's soft laughter broke the silence. She glanced around the room seemingly casually, a subtle probing look flashing in her sapphire eyes.

However, this was quickly masked by her charming smile.

Under Zhai Yuan's gaze, Natasha deftly removed her coat, revealing a well-tailored white shirt that accentuated her full figure.

She placed her handbag on the coffee table, then sat down on the sofa, crossing her long, fair legs. She bent over to remove her high heels, revealing her ample bosom as she bent over. Then, she stepped barefoot onto the downy carpet, her rounded toes slightly curled. Every movement exuded a seductive charm.

After doing all that, Natasha straightened her back and leaned against the sofa, her slender arms casually draped over the cushions, her gaze towards Zhai Yuan filled with innocent confusion.

"What's wrong, Mr. Zhai?" Natasha smiled sheepishly and asked, "Am I being too relaxed?"

"No~"

Zhai Yuan pursed his lips, his gaze fixed on the woman's sapphire eyes, and he loosened his tie before moving closer.

As the man drew closer, Natasha raised her eyebrows slightly. She leaned back slightly to avoid Zhai Yuan's embrace, lifted her toes, and placed her bare foot against Zhai Yuan's chest, her blue eyes filled with a hint of ambiguity.

Zhai Yuan raised an eyebrow and asked with a smile, "Director Natasha, are you trying to stop me, or are you welcoming me?"

"Hmm..." Natasha frowned slightly, as if deep in thought, or perhaps deliberately keeping him in suspense.

She suddenly stood on tiptoe, her toes rubbing against Zhai Yuan's chest playfully: "Isn't this a bit too fast?"

Zhai Yuan smiled slightly, not immediately withdrawing his hand, but continuing to slide his palm up Natasha's ankle and play with it.

Natasha's breathing quickened slightly, her face still alluring, but her eyelashes trembled incessantly.
Just as Zhai Yuan's fingertips touched the back of her knee, Natasha abruptly bent her knees and pulled her long legs back, forcing a laugh: "Mr. Zhai, how about we talk about the film business some more?"

"Let's talk about movies, sure!"

With a simple touch, Zhai Yuan was able to gauge the depth of this woman's character. Her forced use of her body was either driven by greed or money, or she was forced by the Minister of Culture to send her to "take care of" him, and was equally greedy and money-grubbing.

Otherwise, how could she be a female spy?
Zhai Yuan casually pulled out a Double Happiness cigarette, took out a copper-cased Dupont cigarette from his pocket, struck a flame, and asked, "Director Natasha, how would you like to discuss this?"

Natasha stared at the Dupont lighter in Zhai Yuan's hand, her eyes darting around before a smile returned to her lips.

She reached for her handbag on the coffee table, took out a Moore cigarette and put it to her lips, then held out her hand to Zhai Yuan and said, "Mr. Zhai, could I borrow a light?"

"Second-class smokers, huh?"

Zhai Yuan joked, slapped the lighter into the woman's palm, and gently pinched her smooth fingertips.

"Thank you... Oh, I'm sorry, it's a habit."

Natasha ignored Zhai Yuan's opportunistic actions, lowered her head to light a cigarette, and then did what smokers often do—casually putting the lighter into her handbag.

Then, the woman put on a forced apologetic smile, rummaged in her handbag, took out a lighter, and handed it back to Zhai Yuan...

(End of this chapter)