My Dongguan Love Story

Hearing Chu Xiuyan's words, I turned to look at him: "Huang Jingyi got together with a bald man?"

"That's right." Chu Xiuyan raised an eyebrow and smiled, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes. "Want to go take a look? There's bound to be some excitement to watch later."

I hesitated for a moment after hearing his words, then nodded and stood up.

I certainly didn't come here specifically to watch them fooling around in the office. My real purpose was to find something wrong with Huang Jingyi.

Chu Xiuyan led the way, and I followed closely behind.

Huang Jingyi's office was a partitioned room in the factory, right next to the production workshop. The entire room was constructed of sheet metal on three sides and had two doors: one leading directly to the outside, and the other connecting to the production workshop inside.

I saw Huang Jingyi enter the office from afar, and just as I was about to follow, Chu Xiuyan grabbed me. I looked at him in confusion, and he gently reminded me, "Don't go this way, take another route."

As he spoke, he led me around to the back of Huang Jingyi's office.

Chu Xiuyan turned to me and whispered, "Look, there's a hole here. You can see what's going on inside."

Following his gesture, I looked down and sure enough, I found a small hole in the tin wall.

There was a hole the size of an eye punched in this sheet metal at some point, and when you get close, you can see everything that's going on inside clearly.

Huang Jingyi pushed open the door and entered the room. Upon seeing the man on the sofa, her tense expression instantly melted away, her eyes crinkling into a smile, and her tone carrying a hint of ingratiation: "Kawada-kun!"

I was startled, and then I realized that the pot-bellied, bald man with thinning hair in front of me was actually Kawada Ichiro, the second largest shareholder of Dingsheng Company.

When Kawada Ichiro saw Huang Jingyi, a greasy, lewd smile immediately spread across his face. He lazily raised his hand and beckoned to her: "Jingyi, come here."

I was slightly taken aback. I hadn't expected him to speak Chinese so fluently and naturally, without the slightest hint of unfamiliarity.

Huang Jingyi smiled and walked obediently toward Kawada Ichiro. As soon as she got close, he reached out his thick hand, grabbed her waist, and pulled her down to sit beside him.

Kawada Ichiro's hand encircled Huang Jingyi's waist, slowly caressing it back and forth, as he asked, "Have you taken care of everything I asked you to do?"

Upon hearing this, Huang Jingyi nodded and said in a low voice, "Kawada-kun, we've already chosen the people. Tonight, I'll have a few people pour some gasoline on the factories, and we can burn them all down."

Upon hearing this, Kawada Ichiro nodded with great satisfaction: "Alright, now Mr. Zhao's production progress will be slowed down again."

As he spoke, he moved his mouth closer to Huang Jingyi, sniffed her hair with his nose, and then stuck out his thick tongue to lick her cheek.

Huang Jingyi's face flushed as the other person's sticky saliva smeared onto her, making her feel nauseous. She instinctively wanted to wipe it away. But she knew Kawada Ichiro's temper; if he saw her disgust, she would surely be beaten and scolded. Changing her mind, she could only force herself to remain still.

Seeing that the other person was about to kiss her, she quickly turned her face away and advised, "Kawada-kun, if the factory burns down, a large amount of materials will be damaged. As the second largest shareholder of Dingsheng, you will also suffer a considerable loss."

Upon hearing this, Kawada Ichiro paused, stopped what he was doing, and sighed.

"Damn it, what's a little loss! We have to slow down Boss Zhao's progress. I've said it before, petty theft isn't enough to slow things down, burning it all down is the easiest way."

Kawada Ichiro, feeling extremely agitated, turned his head and pulled out a cigarette to light it. Taking advantage of his distraction, Huang Jingyi quickly wiped away the disgusting traces on her face and advised gently, "Burning it would be a huge loss for us as well."

Kawada Ichiro, a cigarette dangling from his lips, glanced at her sideways: "There's an old Chinese saying, 'Those who achieve great things don't concern themselves with trifles.' Understand?"

Huang Jingyi nodded obediently, her heart completely unmoved.

Since the losses weren't her own money anyway, she was happy to go along with it and replied perfunctorily, "Okay, Kawada-kun."

"Hmm." Kawada Ichiro nodded, puffing on his cigarette while glancing at Huang Jingyi beside him. This woman was his mistress, and even though he had slept with her many times, he still hadn't gotten tired of her. The main reason was simply that Huang Jingyi had a wonderful figure—large in the right places and slim in the right places.

And he's exceptionally good at it.

He inhaled the fragrance emanating from Huang Jingyi, and his mind began to wander. He felt the cigarette in his mouth had lost all flavor. He tossed the cigarette aside and, with lips still smelling of smoke, kissed Huang Jingyi's rosy lips.

He kissed her, then laughed, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth, and looked at Huang Jingyi. He kissed her deeply again, his hands starting to move erratically.

He kissed her for a while, and after he was done, he lay half-reclined on the sofa and said to Huang Jingyi, "It's your turn to kiss me."

Huang Jingyi looked down, feeling her lips go dry. She didn't want to continue the kiss. But each time it ended, Kawada Ichiro would either reward her with money or take her to buy gold jewelry. Under the lure of money, some things didn't seem so bad to her anymore.

She took out a hair tie, tied her hair up, lowered her head with a slight frown, and pouted her lips.

I saw this scene through the hole, and instinctively turned my head away; I simply couldn't bear to watch.

Chu Xiuyan not only watched with great interest, but also took out a portable video camera from his pocket and recorded it.

I was taken aback when I saw this, and looked at him, saying, "Why are you recording this?"

Seeing my resolute questioning, Chu Xiuyan laughed and said, "Haha, I've gotten into the habit of recording anything good I see. Maybe it'll come in handy later. If Director Huang provokes you again next time, I'll use this to help you."

After listening to him, I shook my head, said nothing more, and lit a cigarette.

The content of what he had just heard kept replaying in his mind—Huang Jingyi and her group actually planned to set fire to the factory tonight.

That's really ruthless. Even though there's no one in the factory at night and no one will die, all the piles of materials and finished toys will be burned to ashes.

This loss is no small amount. Moreover, with the factory burned down, fire safety improvements and reconstruction will be necessary, which will take at least another month. As a result, Dingsheng's production capacity cannot be increased at all.

Thinking about this, I broke out in a cold sweat. I was secretly relieved that I had come to eavesdrop today and discovered their plan. Otherwise, things would have really gone terribly wrong.

After finishing my cigarette, I turned to look at Chu Xiuyan and saw that he was still recording with great interest. I immediately frowned and said, "Stop recording and let's go. If we stay any longer, we'll be discovered."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Xiuyan immediately put away the video recorder. I thought he had listened to advice, but I didn't expect him to laugh and joke, "Their battle was too short, only a minute. What a waste of my high-definition equipment."

Chu Xiuyan was still sighing with regret when a patrol worker suddenly approached from a short distance away. The man immediately stopped when he spotted us lurking suspiciously behind the corrugated iron wall and shouted, "What are you two doing here?!"

The shout reached the house and immediately startled Huang Jingyi and Kawada Ichiro. Their expressions changed simultaneously, and they instantly became alert.