Power and Wealth

Evening.

Hotel.

Top floor.

Ding. The elevator door opened.

Dong Xuebing was the first to come out, while Chang Juan, Chen Yunsong, Old Wei, and others followed and walked out of the elevator.

The floor was covered with chestnut-colored carpets, forming a sharp contrast with the place’s downstairs. The environment and decoration were much better. On both sides of the corridor were three presidential suites each, spaced at a considerable distance. It seems that this hotel has a total of six presidential suites, and they are all occupied by people from Zhen Shui County.

"The environment is really good."

"It's okay, just average."

"It's just too expensive, 8,888. The five-star hotels outside probably cost about the same."

"Yeah, our city is not that great; it's too expensive."

Old Wei and Gong Na discussed in a low voice behind them, but Dong Xuebing still heard their words. Indeed, in terms of cost performance, this place is too expensive. There are six presidential suites, the environment in the city is just average, and the hotel is just an ordinary hotel with no stars. However, a presidential suite costs almost the same as the presidential suites in those five-star hotels in Beijing. The cost performance is really poor. But Dong Xuebing also understands that cost performance cannot usually be considered in small places. Sometimes, the smaller the place, the smaller the city, the higher the consumption. This is because there are fewer choices and there is less competition. Therefore, the prices are often higher than the consumption in big cities. But it doesn't matter; Dong Xuebing doesn't care about this small amount. As long as he can upset Lu Weiguo and the others. Show off the momentum of Zhen Shui County, and tell everyone that Zhen Shui County is not an easy target for anyone to bully. Dong Xuebing doesn't mind spending how much money; this time, he wants to be ostentatious with the people from Zhen Shui County.

"Alright, the rooms are ready." Dong Xuebing stood still, turned around, and said to them, "You all have worked hard today. Take a shower and rest. Later, when Old Zheng returns, we'll meet in my room. Let's discuss the work arrangement and situation for tomorrow."

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"You rest, too."

"Then we'll go back first, Mayor Dong."

Chang Juan, Chen Yunsong, and others bid farewell.

Only the driver, Old Wei, felt embarrassed, rubbed his hands, and said, " Mayor Dong, I'll pass on the presidential suite. I'd rather stay in Zhen Shui County."

Dong Xuebing smiled, "Brother Wei, just stay comfortable. It's not safe to go back so late at night. Even if you go back, you'll have to rush back tomorrow. It's a waste of time. I've booked the rooms. It's a waste not to stay. Don't worry; you didn't have an easy day today. Rest early."

Old Wei hesitated for a moment, "Then, okay."

Watching them all enter their rooms with room cards, Dong Xuebing turned and opened the door to his room, casually walking in. He closed the door. The room also had a ground stall, crystal lamps, and glass on the floor. At a glance, he could see the night sky outside and the dimly lit forests and mountains in the distance under the moonlight. The environment was good; it was different from the distant views outside big city hotel rooms, and it had a fresh and unique flavor.

Hmm, just a bit too many rooms.

Dong Xuebing walked around inside.

The area was quite spacious with one kitchen, two bathrooms, two or three bedrooms, a study, and a large living room. The refrigerator was fully stocked with ingredients. The things inside the fridge should have been delivered by the service immediately after booking the room. Whether it required payment or not wasn't clear; usually, it's a pay-as-you-go system with an invoice provided. However, since accommodation here is so expensive, the items in the fridge might be complimentary.

It was almost 8 PM.

Dong Xuebing, who hadn't had a good dinner, was a bit hungry. He opened the refrigerator and thought about making something for himself to eat. However, he closed the fridge door, too lazy to cook.

Ding dong.

The doorbell suddenly rang.

Dong Xuebing thought Old Zheng had returned and walked over to open the door.

Unexpectedly, standing outside the door was Chang Juan. Moreover, Sister Chang had changed into a new outfit. Her beautiful appearance was highlighted by a light-colored long skirt that reached her calves and a white blouse with a cinched waist. With a coiled hairstyle, white high heels, and a pair of black stockings visible on her feet, the charm of a mature woman was apparent.

Dong Xuebing smiled, "Sister Chang, why did you dress up so beautifully?"

He stepped aside, and Chang Juan entered with a charming smile. Her wavy hair cascaded, "Really? In your eyes, Sister is already an old lady. What's so beautiful about it?"

"No, not at all. You're just in your thirties, not old at all. You look really beautiful."

Dong Xuebing complimented Chang Juan a few times, and she seemed quite happy. After closing the door, the two sat on the sofa in the living room.

"Did I disturb your work?"

"No, I was just thinking of making something to eat."

"Oh, you should have said earlier. Alright, I'll cook for you."

"Don't bother. Are you hungry? If you are, I'll cook. Let's eat together."

"Or, let me cook. Even though we've been colleagues for so many years, you haven't tasted my cooking. Today, I must show off my skills."

"That's troublesome for you."

"What trouble? Thanks to you, My promotion has come down. It's all thanks to you. My husband even said I should thank you properly."

"Ah, it's nothing."

"It's not nothing for me."

Chang Juan went to the kitchen without any discussion, leaving Dong Xuebing to follow her. "Especially, you look so beautiful. It might get dirty if you get oil stains on your clothes."

Chang Juan looked at him, "Then I will take them off."

Dong Xuebing exclaimed, "You have no clothes inside. How are you taking them off and frying dishes?"

Chang Juan coughed, "I mean going back to change into another set of clothes. But I'm already here. Going back to change clothes and coming back might not be good if someone sees me." After a pause, Chang Juan took out a few ingredients, "Forget it, let's fry like this. If it gets dirty, I'll wash it later."

"Then let me help you."

"No need. I can handle it alone."

Dong Xuebing couldn't intervene despite his attempts, so he sat nearby, watching Chang Juan cook.

Chang Juan probably rarely cooked at home. You could tell by her less-than-skillful movements. She probably wasn't as good a cook as Dong Xuebing, and occasionally, she even took out a small mirror to check whether her mascara had fallen off or if her eyeshadow was smudged. This left Dong Xuebing amused. Cooking like this is a miracle if it turns out to be delicious. However, Dong Xuebing wasn't a picky eater, especially with Sister Chang looking so good. Despite whether the food was delicious, just looking at Sister Chang's face, attire, and alluring figure, Dong Xuebing could still manage to eat a bowl or two of rice.