Chapter 621 - Recommendation
Explore the latest events in "Invincible Young Master in the City" Chapter 621: Ye Fan sat down beside Mo Xiaoyan with a bitter smile.Mo Xiaoyan immediately turned her...
Ye Fan sat down beside Mo Xiaoyan with a bitter smile.
Mo Xiaoyan immediately turned her head and glared at him, snorting coldly, âKeep away from me!
Humph!â
âHeh, Xiaoyan,â Ye Fan said, âyou should be well aware of why I asked Wei Ziling to be the housekeeper.
She really does have a knack for stewing medicinal soups.
Not just any housekeeper can handle that kind of job.
Besides, I had already mentioned it to your sister beforehand, and she agreed to it.â
âOkay, donât be angry anymore.
I havenât done anything to betray your sister,â Ye Fan persuaded.
Mo Xiaoyan snorted a few times, suddenly stood up, and walked towards the door.
Ye Fan turned his head and called out, âWhere are you going?â
âIâm going to the hotel!â Mo Xiaoyan responded coldly without turning back, opened the door, and walked out.
Ye Fan felt helpless and had no choice but to stand up and follow her.
Mo Xiaoyan was unfamiliar with Mingde County, and he was a bit worried about her safety.
A dozen or twenty minutes later, Mo Xiaoyan checked into a luxury guest room at the Jinling Hotel using her ID card.
Ye Fan naturally helped her with her luggage.
After entering the room, Ye Fan set Mo Xiaoyanâs luggage down and then said, âHungry, right?
Letâs go grab some lunch.â
However, Mo Xiaoyan climbed onto the bed, pulled the blanket over, and covered herself up.
âIâm not eating!
I lose my appetite at the sight of you!â she said coldly from under the blanket.
Ye Fan walked over, sat down at the edge of the bed, and reached out to pull the blanket away, but Mo Xiaoyan clutched it tightly and wouldnât let go.
Seeing Mo Xiaoyan unwilling to release her grip, Ye Fan didnât try to pull the blanket away again and said, âXiaoyan, can we stop fighting, please?â
âI am fighting!â Mo Xiaoyan yelled from under the blanket, âI wonât forgive you unless you send her away immediately!â
After a moment of silence, Ye Fan said, âFine, Iâll call your sister to persuade you.â
Saying so, he took out his phone.
âDonât!
Donât!â Mo Xiaoyan hurriedly called out, suddenly flinging the blanket aside, not caring about her somewhat disheveled hair, and reached out to snatch Ye Fanâs phone away.
âWhy the rush?â Ye Fan asked with a smile.
âDonât call my sister!â Mo Xiaoyan said, holding Ye Fanâs phone behind her back and snorting.
Pretending to be serious, Ye Fan said, âBut if you want to fight with me, I donât know how to persuade you.
Without calling your sister, what am I supposed to do?â
He guessed that Mo Xiaoyan had secretly come to Mingde County to see him.
âThen, IâŚâ Mo Xiaoyan pouted, looking aggrieved, âIâll stop fighting with you then.â
Ye Fan chuckled and said, âThatâs more like it.
Get up, letâs go have lunch.â
âYou pull me up, and Iâll get up,â Mo Xiaoyan said.
Ye Fan gave a faint smile, stood up, and reached out his hand.
Mo Xiaoyanâs delicate hand immediately clutched onto it tightly.
With a slight tug from Ye Fan, Mo Xiaoyan instantly got up and lunged into Ye Fanâs arms.
However, Ye Fan had already swiftly dodged, causing Mo Xiaoyan to lunge into empty air and nearly take a nosedive.
Fortunately, she was agile, and with Ye Fan intercepting her hand, she didnât fall.
âHumph!â She proudly glared at Ye Fan, withdrew her hand, and sat back down on the edge of the bed to put on her shoes.
After lunch, Mo Xiaoyan wanted Ye Fan to accompany her to visit the Taiji Cave.
Ye Fan refused.
He couldnât be as free as he used to be.
He still had to work after hours.
âBeing a civil servant is no fun at all,â Mo Xiaoyan pouted, âYou canât do this, you canât do that, and you have to punch in on time.â
After taking Mo Xiaoyan back to her hotel room, Ye Fan said, âYou should take a good nap, and in the afternoon, you can go out and stroll around.
After I finish work at five, Iâll come to find you.â
Knowing that Ye Fan still had work, Mo Xiaoyan didnât insist on him staying to keep her company.
At about half-past three in the afternoon, Ye Fan suddenly received a call from Tang Xianlong: âYe Fan, come to my office.â
âOkay,â Ye Fan responded.
A few minutes later, Ye Fan knocked and entered Tang Xianlongâs office.
Tang Xianlong was not sitting at his desk but on the sofa in front of the coffee table.
When he saw Ye Fan come in, he waved and called out, âYe Fan, come sit here.â
Ye Fan walked over and sat down on another sofa, asking, âDirector Tang, what did you need to see me about?â
âYouâve heard that Feng Xixing is going to be transferred, right?â Tang Xianlong asked in a rather friendly tone.
Ye Fan nodded, âIâve heard.â
âToday, the people from the municipal organization department asked me about the candidate for the new political commissar,â Tang Xianlong continued, âI recommended you.
I think compared to being a director, you have a higher chance of being promoted to a full-time political commissar.â
He was the top authority in the county police department; his transfer was scheduled later than Feng Xixingâs, giving him considerable sway in making recommendations.
âHeh, thank you, Director Tang, for your high regard,â Ye Fan said calmly, without much fluctuation in his emotions.
Tang Xianlong kept watching Ye Fanâs expression.
Seeing how composed Ye Fan was, he couldnât help but sigh inwardly, wondering if Ye Fan was genuinely indifferent to fame and fortune, or he had already seen through the lack of opportunity.
âOf course, your experience is still too shallow, so thereâs not much chance.
Even if you had come six months earlier, with your abilities and achievements, the chance of promotion would be at least fifty percent,â Tang Xianlong said.
Ye Fan wasnât convinced.
He wasnât someone completely naive about office politics.
Even if he had arrived a year earlier, he might not even have a ten percent chance.
Tang Xianlong then comforted Ye Fan: âYe Fan, youâre still young, and everyone acknowledges your ability.
After more experience, youâll definitely bear many important responsibilities in the futureâŚâ
Compared to the beginning when he wasnât very optimistic about Ye Fan, he now held Ye Fan in high regard, especially after the recent campus vicinity cleanup operation when Ye Fan unexpectedly received strong support from above, convincing him that Ye Fanâs background wasnât as simple as it seemed.
Now, as he was about to leave, Tang Xianlong didnât mind spending a bit more time to build a good rapport.
After talking for nearly half an hour, Tang Xianlong felt it was enough and let Ye Fan leave.
On the way back to his office, Ye Fan unexpectedly ran into Feng Xixing.
Feng Xixing looked noticeably dejected, not as lively as he had been recently.
That was not surprising.
He had thought that, with Tang Xianlongâs transfer, after years of being suppressed, his chance had finally come.
Unexpectedly, he too was being transferred, and only laterally.
Although suppressed by Tang Xianlong for years in the police department, he was still the second-in-command and had established his presence over many years.
Once Tang Xianlong left, essentially, he would have been in charge.
Now, with a lateral transfer, all previous efforts and endured humiliations were in vain.
If he couldnât get a promotion in a place where he had worked so long, there would be even less hope in a new place.
The leap from a division-level to a deputy-directorate level post was an insurmountable gap, enough to turn oneâs hair gray.
âDirector Feng.â As they crossed paths, Ye Fan greeted him.
Feng Xixing responded instinctively, without looking up.
Seeing this, Ye Fan asked another question, âDirector Feng, are you alright?â
âAh, itâs Ye Fan.â Finally, Feng Xixing looked up.
Ye Fan said with concern, âYou donât look very well.
You should take care to rest.
Donât wear yourself out.â
âHeh,â Feng Xixing gave a bitter smile, âYe Fan, come sit in my office for a bit.â
âSure,â Ye Fan smiled and replied.