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

The drinking session lasted until 1 a.m.

The private room was filled with the smell of incense and perfume, and empty wine bottles lay scattered haphazardly on the floor.

Zhu Laosan, his face greasy and fleshy from drinking, had one hand on the waist of the girl beside him and the other patting Lin Feng's arm. His voice was booming: "President Lin, it's so late, why are you leaving! The suite upstairs is all booked. Let the girl stay and keep you company for the night!"

Mayor Liu, slumped on the sofa, nodded slurringly, "That's right... President Lin, give Old Zhu some face. I'll have Xiao Zhou come directly to you tomorrow to accompany you on your inspection."

Lin Feng stood up, his body perfectly still, his face flushed but not showing any signs of drunkenness.

He picked up his dark gray suit jacket draped over the back of the chair, waved with a smile, and said in a polite but uncompromising tone, "I appreciate Mr. Zhu's kindness. I just can't sleep in a different place. Enjoy yourselves, everyone, I'll be leaving now."

He spoke eloquently, but his stance was clearly stated.

Zhu Laosan, a shrewd man who had spent half his life in the business, saw that Lin's attitude was firm and didn't try to persuade him further. He waved his hand and told his underlings to see him downstairs: "Alright! Take care, Mr. Lin. We'll have a drink alone another day!"

Lin Feng nodded in acknowledgment, then turned and left the private room. A cold breeze swept through the corridor, dispelling the smell of alcohol on him. His tall silhouette was reflected in the elevator mirror; his shirt collar was still neat, and his eyes were clear and bright.

As the car drove away from the hotel, the streets of Cangzhou were deserted in the early morning. The streetlights cast a dim yellow glow on the old buildings with peeling paint on both sides. Twenty minutes later, we turned into the gate of the "Guanlan International" residential complex. The security guard at the gate immediately stood at attention and saluted as the gate slowly rose. This is one of only two high-end residential complexes in Cangzhou. It is fully enclosed, shaded by green trees, and seems like a completely different world from the dilapidated area outside.

Lin Feng rented a large, single-level penthouse with floor-to-ceiling windows facing the city skyline.

He opened the door and stepped inside, the warm yellow light from the motion-sensor light in the entryway spilling out. He had just hung up his coat when his phone on the coffee table vibrated.

It was a video call from Ye Qinghan.

She was still waiting at 1 a.m.

Lin Feng pressed the answer button and walked to the sofa to sit down. The light on the screen was soft; it was the nightlight by the bedside in the bedroom.

Ye Qinghan wore a dark green silk nightgown with a loose neckline, revealing her delicate collarbone and a small patch of fair skin. As she leaned forward slightly, the full contours of her breasts were faintly visible under the silk fabric.

She must have just finished washing up; her long hair was half-wet and draped over her shoulders. She looked less sharp and more like a domestic woman than the deputy mayor usually does.

"Still not asleep?" Lin Feng lowered his voice. "Waiting for me on purpose?"

"Hmm." Ye Qinghan gently brushed a stray hair behind her ear with her fingertips. "I know your drinking party tonight is not simple, and I'm worried that if you drink too much, no one will look after you."

He knew all too well that Ye Qinghan was impatient, never willing to show weakness or ask for help, and even less likely to reveal her emotions easily. He stayed up until the early hours of the morning waiting for his message, not saying thank you, but remembering his kindness in protecting him.

"I had a few drinks, I'm fine." Lin Feng leaned back on the sofa, adjusted the camera to hide the fatigue in his eyes, and said, "I met with Mayor Liu and Zhu Hongyuan from the mining business."

Ye Qinghan nodded, his expression becoming more serious, and got down to business: "The province just made the decision, and the handover of my position as deputy mayor has already begun. I'll be reporting to Cangzhou in about half a month at the earliest. My position is deputy secretary of the municipal party committee, concurrently serving as director of the public security bureau."

Raymond Lam raised an eyebrow slightly.

The position of deputy secretary and director of the public security bureau is clearly aimed at rectifying the atmosphere in Cangzhou, as it requires both control over government affairs and the political and legal system.

But this also means that she immediately found herself in the eye of the storm upon taking office, which is tantamount to directly exposing the network of interests of local powers.

"Should we put in a good word with Shen Ping?" he asked in a deep voice. "He's the Secretary of the Political and Legal Affairs Commission of Jiangbei Province. If we pass on a message, the system will give us some breathing room."

Ye Qinghan shook her head, her hair swaying gently with the movement: "No need. Cangzhou is a remote place, far from the central government, and its economy has always been at the bottom. The provincial government can't reach that far. If Secretary Shen makes a request, it might alert them and make me seem less confident."

She paused, her gaze falling on Lin Feng's face on the screen, her voice softening slightly: "Besides, don't I still have you?"

Lin Feng felt a warmth in his heart.

"Don't worry." He tapped the sofa armrest lightly with his fingertips, his tone calm and resolute. "Before you take office, I will try my best to clear the way and eliminate any obstacles that can be removed in advance. It is indeed more chaotic here than expected, with deep-rooted collusion between officials and businessmen."

"Don't be reckless," Ye Qinghan said with a hint of caution. "I've looked into Zhu Laosan before; he's been operating in Cangzhou for over twenty years and has connections everywhere. You can do business, but don't go head-to-head with him."

"Know."

After chatting for a while, Lin Feng, worried that she might ruin her health by staying up too late, urged her to go to sleep.

Before hanging up, Ye Qinghan glanced lightly at the floor-to-ceiling window behind him, whispered "Get some rest," and then ended the call.

The screen went dark, and the living room returned to silence.

Lin Feng got up and walked to the French windows. In the early morning, most of Cangzhou was shrouded in darkness, with only a few streetlights and a few lights from the distant mining area.

He stood by the window for a long time.

Half a month. There's only a half-month window of opportunity. He must clear up this mess and pave the way before Ye Qinghan takes office.

At nine o'clock the next morning, Lin Feng appeared at the municipal government office building on time.

Mayor Liu drank too much last night and couldn't get up, so he had his secretary, Xiao Zhou, accompany him throughout the inspection. Xiao Zhou was in his early twenties, wore black-rimmed glasses, was efficient, and addressed him respectfully as "General Manager Lin" as he led him out of the city.

"Mr. Lin, we're looking at three plots of land today." Xiao Zhou, sitting in the passenger seat, turned around and listed them off as if they were his own treasures. "The one in the East Development Zone is the largest, but it's in a remote area; the one next to the South Bus Station is convenient for transportation, but it's small; and the one next to the West National Highway is a good size, right next to the main road, but it used to be wasteland and the supporting facilities are weak."

Lin Feng nodded without interrupting.

As the car drove along, we saw that the Chengdong Development Zone was indeed spacious, but it was more than ten kilometers away from the main urban area, and the supporting facilities were almost non-existent, so it would be difficult for it to take off in the short term; the area around the bus station was bustling, but the land was tiny, surrounded by residential houses, with no room for expansion.

Finally, the car stopped in front of a wasteland next to the western national highway.

The plot of land is located just 200 meters south of the national highway, leading directly north to the city center and west along the highway into the western hilly mining area, situated at a crucial juncture between urban and rural areas. The land is not particularly flat, but it is deep and open, with few dense buildings around, resulting in extremely low demolition costs.

Lin Feng got out of the car and took a few steps forward. The wind blew fine dust around him, and he squinted as he scanned his surroundings.

"This one will do." He said firmly.

Xiao Zhou was taken aback for a moment: "Mr. Lin, won't you take another look? This land has been abandoned for several years; nobody wanted it before..."

"This is it." Lin Feng didn't explain much, turned around and walked to the car, spreading out the plan as he went, "We'll build a comprehensive logistics park here, in two phases. The first phase will be equipped with twenty new energy heavy trucks, specifically for freight routes from the city to various towns and mining areas; we'll also build a 10,000-ton constant temperature cold storage facility, built to the standards of fresh food storage."

"Cold storage?" Xiao Zhou didn't understand.

"Hmm." Lin Feng nodded. "Isn't the tea from the western hills of Cangzhou a local specialty? In the past, the roads were bad and it couldn't be transported out, so the good tea rotted in the mountains. Now that cold storage has been built, fresh leaves and finished tea can be stored and directly transported through our logistics network, becoming part of Shuke Health's nationwide product line."

Xiao Zhou's eyes lit up immediately.

He thought he was just coming to open a new energy vehicle sales point, but he didn't expect them to build a logistics park and develop an industrial chain! This isn't just an investment; it's an effort to address Cangzhou's economic shortcomings!

"President Lin, this...this is wonderful!" He was so excited he was almost incoherent. "I'll go back and report to Mayor Liu immediately! The approval process will be swift and smooth! We'll give you the best possible land use policy!"

Lin Feng smiled faintly.

His calculations were far more sophisticated than Xiao Zhou's.

Once the logistics park was built and the cold storage was operational, the tea industry chain was established, and he became the only "logistics tycoon" in Cangzhou. From then on, whenever the county and township needed to transport goods, or when Zhu Laosan's ore needed to be transported out, they would all have to use his roads and his vehicles.

Holding the lifeline of logistics is tantamount to holding half the life of local industries in one's own hands.

That's what it means to take root.

The martial arts world isn't about fighting and killing; it's about being bound by shared interests, deeply rooting oneself in the soil of Cangzhou.

"Let's go back." Lin Feng opened the car door. "I'll have my team send over the detailed plans this afternoon so we can coordinate with you."

The car drove away from the wasteland and headed towards the city along the national highway. The poplar trees outside the window receded into the distance, and Lin Feng leaned back in his seat, his fingertips lightly tapping his knees.

The chess pieces that are visible have already been placed.

Next, let's see how well Kui Zi and Biao Ge are doing with their undercover work.