At the Pinnacle of Power: The Female Leader and Her Chief Advisor

Yingying was taken aback, but she still obediently went.

A little while later, she returned and said, "Not yet."

Lu Ming snorted coldly: "Not finished yet?"

"Um."

"Hmph, this old geezer has taken no shortage of medicine!"

"Secretary Lu, we..."

"Take me there."

Yingying looked troubled and reminded him, "Secretary Lu, this is Qingwufang, we can't cause trouble here."

Lu Ming raised an eyebrow: "What, do I look like I'm about to cause trouble?"

"That's not what I meant. I meant..."

"Alright, alright, stop talking and take me there now."

After hesitating for a moment, Yingying finally took Lu Ming with her.

A short while later, the two arrived outside a private room.

Lu Ming glanced at the private room number and silently memorized it.

This must be the private room that Han Jinlai frequents.

He took out a cigarette, smoking as he walked, and said, "Go tell Tingting to wait for me in the private room after Han Jinlai leaves."

Yingying's lips twitched: "This... okay."

She already knew what Lu Ming was thinking.

I never expected that Secretary Lu, who is tall and handsome, would be so perverted.

He was of a lower rank than Mayor Han and became psychologically twisted after being looked down upon. He even tried to vent his frustration by sleeping with Mayor Han's women.

Ugh.

Lu Ming went back to playing mahjong, but he was completely distracted.

He kept glancing at the time, appearing quite impatient.

Yingying knew that he was waiting for Mayor Han to leave.

At 8:20 p.m., Yingying came to report: "Secretary Lu, Mayor Han has already left."

"Gone?"

Lu Ming's eyes lit up, and he left with the chips.

He first went to the exchange counter to exchange money, and then went to the private room he had just been in.

The private room was very large and decorated in a Japanese style.

What comes into view is a tatami mat area, with a hot spring pool at the far end.

At that moment, a young girl of about twenty years old was tidying up the house.

She was wearing a bathrobe, and her exposed skin was very fair and delicate.

Lu Ming chuckled and casually closed the door to the private room, leaving Yingying behind him outside.

This little girl was none other than Mayor Han's daughter, Tingting. Hearing the noise, she turned around and looked over. She had big eyes and a very innocent appearance.

"Hello, Secretary Lu."

Tingting had already received the notification and knew that Lu Ming had specifically asked her to serve him.

She is very tall, nearly 170 cm, with a hot figure, curvaceous and stunning.

As Lu Ming leered over, he glanced at the private room out of the corner of his eye.

There are definitely surveillance cameras here; your every move will be clearly recorded.

Lu Ming saw the light switch on the wall, went over and snapped the light off.

The room was plunged into darkness. Before Tingting could react, Lu Ming quickly scanned the entire private room and finally spotted the red light, confirming the location of the surveillance camera.

That location was excellent; it offered a perfect view of the hot spring pool and your room.

Tingting seemed a little scared and said in a sweet voice, "Secretary Lu, why did you turn off the light?"

Prior to this, Tingting had only served one person, Han Jinlai.

However, she had also heard from other women that many of their customers had almost perverted fetishes.

Lu Ming's sudden turning off of the lights made her suspect that this seemingly elegant secretary Lu also had some peculiar quirks.

Lu Ming crept over in the dark, grabbed Tingting's slender waist, and skillfully slipped his hand inside her bathrobe, which was completely empty.

Her skin was smooth and firm, and touching it felt like caressing mutton fat jade, making one's heart flutter.

"Secretary Lu... how about we take a bath first?"

Tingting was young and easily swayed by Lu Ming's teasing; she was quickly defeated.

Lu Ming didn't reply, he just kept stroking her.

Just as Tingting felt completely powerless, Lu Ming suddenly stopped and said, "Go change me into a cheongsam."

Tingting took a couple of deep breaths, gave a soft "hmm," and then went out of the private room to change into her cheongsam.

She turned on the light as she passed the light switch, while Lu Ming went to the changing room after she left.

The changing room has a removable suspended ceiling, making it perfect for installing pinhole cameras.

If you install it here, you'll be able to get the video of Han Jinlai and Tingting making love, barring any unforeseen circumstances.

However, doing so also carries significant risks.

If the people of Qingwufang discover that there is suddenly an extra surveillance camera in the changing room, he will probably be exposed after an investigation.

But Lu Ming did not hesitate; if he wanted to break the deadlock, this was the only way.

Otherwise, if you hesitate and look back, you won't get anything done.

Lu Ming took out the pinhole camera, stepped onto the changing stool, opened the ceiling, and quickly installed it.

Just as the decorations were about to be completed, the door to the private room was pushed open.

Then, Qian Kuo's voice rang out.

"Secretary Lu."

Lu Ming's heart skipped a beat.

Why is Qian Kuo here?

As the footsteps grew closer, Lu Ming, with his strong heart, lowered the suspended ceiling that had been opened.

Then he immediately got off the changing bench, quickly buttoned up his shirt and belt, and pretended that he was about to change clothes.

Qian Kuo walked up to him as soon as he finished doing all this.

He glanced at Lu Ming and chuckled.

Suddenly, Qian Kuo looked up at the ceiling.

Then, looking into Lu Ming's eyes, he asked, "Secretary Lu, what are you doing?"

Lu Ming's heart was in his throat, and he felt a chill run down his spine.

I...have been discovered?

What will Qian Kuo do with me?

Arrest them?

Kill him?

Throwing them into the sea to feed the fish?

Lost in thought, Qian Kuo spoke again: "I heard from Yingying that Mayor Han offended you?"

Lu Ming came to his senses and saw that Qian Kuo had turned around and sat down on the tatami again.

Lu Ming blinked.

What's going on?

Didn't he notice that something was hidden in the ceiling?

Holy crap!

I didn't see you raise your head!

That scared the hell out of me!

Lu Ming breathed a sigh of relief, feeling as if he had escaped danger.

He came out with his shirt open, deliberately speaking in a sarcastic tone: "Chairman Qian is joking. I'm just a little secretary, how could I possibly have the right to offend Mayor Han?"

Mr. Qian chuckled inwardly, never expecting Lu Ming to be so petty.

Yingying told him everything that happened tonight; it wasn't a big deal.

It was simply that Lu Ming took the initiative to greet him, but Han Jinlai didn't really respond, which made Lu Ming, who had a very strong sense of self-esteem, feel slighted and insulted.

Chairman Qian smiled and said, "Tingting is Mayor Han's woman. Secretary Lu, could you please give me some face?"

Lu Ming now understood why Qian Kuo had come in person; it turned out he was worried that if he slept with Tingting, Han Jinlai would be unhappy.

Lu Ming chuckled self-deprecatingly and said, "Since Chairman Qian has come in person, I certainly have to give him face. Otherwise, wouldn't I, Lu Ming, be too ungrateful?"

"This is such a small matter, there's no need for you, Chairman Qian, to come in person. Just have Yingying pass on the message."

Qian Kuo could tell that Lu was angry, and said, "She's just a woman. Secretary Lu can choose whomever she likes."

"If one isn't enough, then find two or three to serve you together."

"Why let a woman affect your relationship with Mayor Han?"

Lu Ming forced a smile: "Don't worry, Chairman Qian, I'm a sensible person."

Lu Ming knew when to stop.

His displeasure was just an act; if he overdid it, he might end up losing more than he gained.

Seeing that Lu Ming's tone had softened, Qian Kuo's smile widened, and he said, "Then Secretary Lu, have fun. I won't disturb you any longer."

After saying this, Qian Kuo got up and left...