Volume 2 Chapter 27 Heaven and Earth

  On Sunday, Tang Yi went to the Electric University again. Li Baozi was so enthusiastic when he saw him that they were shoulder to shoulder and calling each other brothers. During class breaks, Li Baozi boasted about his engineering contracting business, bragging about his connections, saying things like "Tang Secretary's word is law at the Standing Committee meeting", "Yao Secretary can't even speak up at the Standing Committee meeting", and "Tao Secretary originally had no prestige". In short, he was a big mouthpiece for Tang Secretary, even attracting Lin Teacher to come over and listen to his stories about the county committee's "secrets".

  Li Baozi laughed and asked Tang Yi: "How about it, buddy? I recently got a big project, do you want to come and help me?"

  Tang Yi shook his head, and Teacher Lin scolded him: "Didn't you say he's a relative of Director Du from the Construction Bureau? They still need you to arrange work for them?" She also blamed Tang Yi: "Although I'm only a few years older than you, I'm still your nominal teacher. You're too disrespectful. Why did you say they didn't have any work?"

  Tang Yi had to apologize with a few words and promised that in a few days he would invite everyone to Nightclub, only then did the others let him off, except for Little Li who sat silently in the corner with a cold face.

  It's rare for Tang Yi to have a free afternoon without any classes, so he declined Li Junzi's invitation to dinner and hailed a tricycle on the street to head home.

  There was a Santana parked downstairs in the residential area, with a private license plate. Tang Yi took a few more glances, after all, there were not many people in the county who could afford to buy a private car, even if they had the money, it was not yet fashionable to buy a private car, unless the business was really doing well and couldn't do without one.

  Just as he was walking up the stairs, Chen Dahe and Zheng came down from upstairs with a bored face. His tall figure blocked half of the corridor. Seeing Tang Yi, Chen Dahe immediately smiled: "I thought I couldn't find you."

  Tang Yi asked, "Something's up? Let's talk inside." He was about to go upstairs when Chen Da smiled and said, "No need, let's go down. I'll take you somewhere."

  Tang Yi didn't know what Chen Da and the mysterious person were up to, but he thought that even if he didn't join them, they wouldn't drag him down. So he followed them downstairs. When he saw Chen Da and opened the door of the Santana car, Tang Yi slightly furrowed his brow. He wasn't expecting Chen Da to be as clean as water or as clear as a mirror; that was impossible. At least, he should follow the rules of the game, receiving some cigarettes, wine, or small gifts was nothing, after all, it's traditional Chinese courtesy to give and receive gifts. But for a deputy director of a county bureau to drive a private car, at least in this era, it was too eye-catching.

  "Brother Chen, whose car is this?" Tang Yi asked calmly as he sat in the passenger seat.

  Chen Da drove the car while hanging up the file and laughed: "This person you don't know is a big shot."

  Tang Yi nodded slightly and stopped asking questions. Although Chen Dahe was his own man, he couldn't plan out every step of the way for him. The road was one that had to be walked by oneself, and all Tang Yi could do was offer a few knocks on the door.

  "Secretary Tang, don't worry about it. The most I, Old Chen, would do is accept some cigarettes and liquor, but I wouldn't dare take someone else's money." As the Santana drove out of the compound, Chen Da explained with a smile. Tang Yi smiled too - when had he become so thoughtful? How could he guess what he was thinking?

  Tang Yi thought for a moment and said, "Chen Ge, another day you bring some money, I'll help you invest in the US stock market. It's better than keeping it in the bank to earn interest." Chen Dahe could be considered his first friend in Yanshan, and Tang Yi was ready to help him out economically.

  Chen Da smiled and said: "What, do you want to give me money to spend? That's not possible. If I accepted it, what kind of person would I be? Alright, alright, don't say any more. I'm not a beggar, I won't rely on your support."

  Tang Yi smiled and said, "After all, I'm the director now, I have my own dignity. It's nothing to take cigarettes and wine from me, but taking my own money is a different story."

  Tang Yixiang thought so too, everyone has their own path, and he himself was also too worried.

  "Where are we going?" As soon as the car left the county town and turned onto Highway 306, Tang Yi felt a bit strange.

  Chen Da smiled mysteriously: "Good place."

  Tang Yi didn't ask any more questions and after watching the video for a whole morning with a dizzy head, he leaned his head on the backrest and dozed off.

  When Tang Yi was woken up by Chen Da and Pa, he found that the high-rise buildings were towering around him, the wide streets were crowded with cars and horses, and not far away was the iconic building of Yanqing, the Golden Bell Building.

  Tang Yi didn't expect that after a short nap, they had already arrived at Yanqing. He laughed and scolded, "Chen Ge, you want to sell me out, huh?"

  Chen Da and Heihei smiled, opened the car door and got out of the car, pointing to the left front of the parking lot, saying: "Secretary Tang, let's go there."

  Tang Yi got out of the car and took a look, his eyebrows furrowed. Chen Da pointed to a magnificent three-story building with a deep red exterior, arched heavy doors, and golden walls that shone brightly. The luxurious neon sign above the entrance covered the entire second floor, with four large golden characters "Tian Shang Ren Jian" (Heavenly Paradise) exceptionally eye-catching. If it were nighttime, the neon lights would be even more dazzling and luxurious.

  Tang Yi furrowed his brow, thinking of the bathhouses and entertainment cities that would be all over various cities more than a decade later. In reality, most of them were just disguised brothels. This was probably the first leisure city in Yan Shan.

  "I won't go then." Tang Yi didn't want to stop Chen Da and Xing Tou from having fun, but he himself wasn't so foolish as to go and invite prostitutes.

  Chen Da and Haha laughed: "Secretary Tang, look at your furrowed brow, don't worry, this is a regular massage parlor, not one of those brothels in the south. Many big shots from the municipal party committee like to come here, I was also dragged here by someone from the municipal bureau, it feels pretty good, heh heh."

  "Come on, come on!" Chen Da and La pulled Tang Yi towards the leisure city, muttering to himself: "How long has your younger brother and sister been gone? You can't always be so tense, focusing solely on work. When it's time to rest, you should rest. Your body is the capital of revolution, after all!"

  Tang Yi was dragged into the entertainment city by Chen Da with a mixture of laughter and tears, the front desk had several young ladies who were quite lively, all wearing red uniforms and white shirts, each little girl's face was tender and delicate, as if they could squeeze out water.

  When Chen Dahe and the blue VIP card were shown, the front desk receptionist smiled more charmingly, dialed the internal line, and reported to someone unknown. When Tang Yi and Chen Dahe changed into slippers, a young man in a suit and leather shoes hurried down from the second floor, looking quite handsome. Seeing Chen Dahe, he immediately beamed with a smile and warmly shook Chen's arm, saying: "Director Chen, what wind brought you here? Welcome, welcome."

  Young Wan is the public relations manager of the entertainment city, and also the nephew of the boss of the entertainment city. He is eloquent and has a good way with officials. Although Chen Dahai is the head of the county bureau, Manager Wan does not dare to neglect him, after all, the head of the county bureau also has some weight in the municipal bureau. Moreover, it was the head of the municipal bureau's criminal investigation team who introduced him to Chen Dahai, and the first god that entertainment venues need to worship is public security.

  Chen Da and didn't introduce Tang Yi to Manager Wan, just saying he was a friend. Manager Wan led the two of them up to the third floor's VIP room, then smiled and said: "I'll arrange for you two to have beautiful and skilled massage therapists, guaranteed to satisfy you."

  Chen Dahai smiled and said, "Arrange a new hand for me, preferably the newcomer." Chen Dahai had an ulterior motive in his heart. Although this was a regular massage parlor, it was actually possible to have intimate contact with the masseuse on the third floor VIP room if one negotiated successfully. Secretary Tang's object of desire had left for some time now, and who knows, maybe during the massage, Secretary Tang would get aroused and want to vent his desires? Of course, it was still better to find a newcomer. As for safety concerns, Boss Wan was well-connected in Yanqing, and those dozen or so VIP rooms on the third floor were not places ordinary people could come to. No one would come here looking for trouble.

  Manager Wan smiled and said: "What a coincidence, Director Chen. Today just so happens to be the day when a batch of massage therapists finish their training. I'll choose one from among them for this young brother."

  Tang Yi furrowed his brow, listening to Chen Da's words made him feel a bit uneasy. However, in his past life, he had also been to large entertainment cities and truly missed the feeling of opposite-sex massage. In fact, proper opposite-sex massage was much more comfortable than explicit ***, not only relaxing the body and mind but also gaining a wonderful feeling that was hard to experience in that subtle and ambiguous teasing.

  So Tang Yi didn't refuse, and he was also a bit tired these days. There were constant meetings big and small every day, and recently he had been busy getting close to several heavyweight standing committee members, pulling strings, and on Sunday, he would have to go to the TV university for class again. The days passed by in a dull and uninteresting way, with both body and mind exhausted, so some fresh stimulation was needed.

  The VIP room was just like a standard hotel room, with deep red carpet, a large Simmons bed, and crisp white sheets that gave off a clean and comfortable feeling. Tang Yi nodded in agreement, this indeed looked like a proper massage place, not some shady establishment trying to create an overly luxurious atmosphere.

  The bathtub in the bathroom was very large, Tang Yi filled it with hot water and took a comfortable bath inside. He also heard the sound of the door lock outside, knowing that the masseuse had arrived, but he didn't pay attention to it.

  It was probably about an hour later when the female masseuse might have gotten impatient and asked from outside, "Is the guest in?" The woman's voice was slightly hoarse but very pleasant to listen to.

  Tang Yi was lying comfortably in a tub full of foam, unknowingly dozing off for a short while. He heard the female masseuse urging him from outside and couldn't help but chuckle. He quickly got up, washed off the foam on his body, dried himself clean, and rummaged through the cabinet to find several sets of disposable cotton vests and shorts that seemed to be prepared for guests as massage attire. Feeling the fabric wasn't too coarse, he put them on. As soon as he opened the door to the bathroom, he saw a beautiful woman wearing a red vest and red shorts pacing back and forth, clearly impatient.

  Tang Yi saw the beautiful female masseuse and smiled: "You look like a leader."

  She paused for a moment, then heard her say: "A man who can make a woman wait for more than an hour in this world must be a big leader. Even if you are a guest, I haven't heard of any massage guest making someone wait for an hour." Then she giggled again.

  Tang Yi only then realized she was joking, so he smiled and thought to himself that she was quite good at adjusting the atmosphere. Taking a closer look, he couldn't tell her actual age from her appearance. Her pretty face was no different from those of 23 or 24-year-old girls, but the charm and elegance in her eyebrows and eyes made her a mature and charming woman.

  The massage uniform in the heavenly human world is very particular, a bright red one-piece, short-sleeved vest tightly wrapped around the female masseuse's plump and curvy figure, revealing her snow-white and round legs under the red shorts, paired with those extremely high-heeled red stilettos, making the female masseuse full of seductive charm from head to toe.

  Tang Yi looked her up and down for a few moments, suddenly feeling that she seemed familiar. He thought carefully, but couldn't quite place her. At this point, the female masseuse smiled and said: "Sir, don't be distracted. Take a look at the price list, what service do you need?"