The Secret of the Yoga Club: The Women's Identity is Not Simple

Lin Feng had two days of leisure at the company.

It's called a leisurely job, but really it just means you don't have to sit in the office signing documents from morning till night.

He handed over the daily affairs to Lu Fei and Li Juan, and used the next two days to get to know the leaders of several departments in Hehai City.

Play some mahjong, soak your feet, drink some tea, and incidentally, give away a few boxes of fancy-packaged Epimedium.

This stuff is now a hard currency in the official and business circles of Hehai City. It's more substantial than Moutai and more prestigious than bird's nest.

At the mahjong table, Deputy Director Lin of the Highway Bureau remarked as he drew his tiles, "Director Lin, your Epimedium really works. My father-in-law has been drinking it for over half a month, and now he doesn't need a cane for his morning walks. He asked me to ask you when you're going to Qingyuan again, insisting on thanking you in person."

"I'll go next week. The scenic area there is about to open, so I need to go and keep an eye on it. I'll bring your father-in-law a few more boxes of the new packaging; this time it's vacuum-sealed, so it will keep longer."

Director Sun from the Planning Bureau chimed in, saying while playing mahjong that since drinking this, his sleep quality at night has improved significantly. He used to have to get up to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night, but now he sleeps soundly until dawn.

Deputy Director Zhao of the Urban Construction Bureau was even more direct. He put down his cards and said that an old classmate of his worked at the Provincial Health Department. The last time he visited his home, he saw this Epimedium gift box on the coffee table and insisted on asking where it was bought.

"I told him this is not for sale, it's only given away. He was so envious, he said he'd definitely bring a few more boxes next time he comes. Mr. Lin, when will your bulk purchasing department release the next batch? Please save a few boxes for me, I'll give them away."

"A new batch will be released next week, the packaging has been upgraded, and the certificate of authenticity has been updated. Director Zhao, just let me know how many boxes you want, and I'll have someone reserve them for you."

"Then I won't stand on ceremony. By the way, I've looked at the landscaping plan for that school district housing project you mentioned last time, and there aren't any major problems. Have your people submit the approval documents later, and I'll prioritize processing it."

"Thank you very much, Director Zhao. I'll have someone send the latest batch to your office later."

"You're too kind. Please don't hesitate to ask if you need anything in the future."

Lin Feng has become acquainted with almost half of the leaders, big and small, in Hehai City, and some of the closer ones are already like brothers.

These connections have provided a solid safeguard for the company's development, and various approval processes are exceptionally fast.

Previously, approvals required waiting in line for several weeks, but now the process can often be completed in just a few days. This improvement in efficiency is a real boost to Shuke's development.

Although epimedium is good, without the network of relationships that Ye Qinghan had laid out beforehand, and without the help of the old man's students in various departments, it would have been impossible to open so many doors with just a few boxes of herbs.

After finishing his social engagements over the past two days, Raymond Lam took some time to fly to Yunnan.

Zhou Mei stayed there for quite a long time.

The incident of Uncle Kun kidnapping her and Shen Qianqian was a huge blow to her. Although Lin Feng eventually saved them, that night in the unfinished building, Lin Feng was forced by Uncle Kun to make a choice and chose Shen Qianqian's name.

This incident felt like an invisible needle pricking Zhou Mei's heart. She knew that under those circumstances, Lin Feng's choice was not wrong.

Shen Qianqian is his official girlfriend and Ye Qinghan's daughter. It would be reasonable for him to call out that name first.

But knowing it is one thing, but that hurdle in her heart can't be overcome simply by reasoning about it. The despair and helplessness of that moment, being blindfolded and suspended in mid-air, the sudden pain in her heart when she heard him call out another woman's name—every time she thinks about it, it wakes her up from her dreams.

After leaving Hohai, I visited several places, and finally stopped in Yunnan. The climate here is mild, unlike Hohai which has four distinct seasons, with cold winters and hot summers.

I found a welfare home to volunteer at, where I taught the children, cleaned, and helped cook every day, using physical exhaustion to fill the void in my heart.

The dean was an elderly woman in her sixties. After learning that she had previously worked as a university counselor, she was overjoyed and put her in charge of tutoring the children in academic subjects.

Most of those children were orphans or abandoned disabled children. Some had never seen their parents since birth, while others were abducted by human traffickers and rescued by the police but could not find their families.

They couldn't write their own names, and they couldn't do addition and subtraction within ten. Every time she walked into the classroom, they would all stand up and shout "Hello, Teacher Zhou!"

This feeling of being needed made her feel useful and capable of doing something meaningful.

My daily life has become very simple. I walk to the welfare home in the morning, eat lunch with the children in the canteen, buy some vegetables at the market on my way back in the afternoon, cook dinner for myself, read books, listen to the radio, and go to bed around nine o'clock.

Life went on peacefully, but hidden within that peace was a sense of reluctance to let go of the past and uncertainty about the future.

Occasionally, I dream of the tree-lined avenue of Hohai University, filled with sycamore trees, and of the empty seat in the back row of the classroom by the window that has been empty for a long time. I dream of Lin Feng sitting there, tilting his head and looking out the window.

After waking up, she would lie in bed staring at the ceiling for a long time, then get up and cook herself a bowl of noodles. After eating, she would continue to work at the orphanage.

When Lin Feng found her, she was squatting in the small vegetable garden of the welfare home, teaching a few children how to plant tomato seedlings.

The other person was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and light blue jeans, with her hair casually tied back with a hair tie. She wasn't wearing makeup, but her complexion was much better than when she had just left Hohai University.

The sun was shining brightly in the vegetable garden, and a few fine beads of sweat appeared on the tip of her nose, with a faint smile on her face.

A little girl with pigtails tugged at her sleeve and asked when the tomato would grow big. She patted the little girl's head and said it would take several more months, until autumn when it would be ready to eat. She said that when it was ready, the tomatoes would be picked, washed, sliced, and sprinkled with sugar, and they would be especially delicious.

When Zhou Mei looked up, she saw Lin Feng standing at the entrance of the welfare home. Her hand holding the water ladle paused for a moment, and water splashed into the vegetable garden, creating a small spray.

He slowly stood up, patted the mud off his hands, stood there looking at him for a long time, and then smiled and said, "You've come."

"Yeah, I came to see you. Are you settling in well in Yunnan?" Lin Feng walked up to her and looked down at her.