The Beauties Help Me Become the No.1 Official
Chapter 489: Not Taking Money Can Kill People

Chapter 489: Chapter 489: Not Taking Money Can Kill People

Zhu Defu drove straight to Sun Qimei’s house, where she had already opened the door for him.

"I know a place that’s very convenient. I didn’t think after all these years that it would still be useful."

They walked to the kitchen, where Sun Qimei picked up a stove hook and lifted a cover slab hidden under the floor tile, revealing a space below: "This used to be a cellar for storing winter vegetables. I’ve been living alone for years and didn’t need it, so it’s been unused. It’s perfect for storing things. I’ll buy some charcoal and put it down there to keep out the damp. It’s the best spot for your private stash; even if burglars come, they’ll never think of it."

"I never imagined you had a place like this."

Looking at the dark, gloomy cellar, Lin Fan pinched Sun Qimei’s cheek with a smile, then carried several bags of cash inside while Sun Qimei took a flashlight and climbed down the ladder. Although the cellar was only about four square meters, enough to store vegetables to last a family through the winter,

the amount of money it could hold was considerable.

"All set!"

After a flurry of activity, when Sun Qimei climbed up, her face was streaked with dirt, but Lin Fan didn’t mind. He grabbed her around the waist and lifted her up, her voluptuousness pressing against his face.

"Are you now my treasure princess? This definitely solves one of my biggest headaches. I really need to reward you well."

"Hey, put me down first, let me wash my face... I won’t run away, today you can do whatever you want."

Sun Qimei playfully slapped Lin Fan’s cheek and said, "Be good, wait for me in bed, I’ll take good care of you in a bit."

"Okay, hurry up, I can’t wait."

After setting Sun Qimei down, Lin Fan gave her buttocks a tight squeeze. Relieved, he headed back to the fragrant bed inside the house and lay down, the recent tumultuous events flickering before his eyes like a movie.

"What are you thinking about?"

A fragrant breeze stirred as Sun Qimei, dressed in a black lace nightgown and wearing a seductive smile, walked in. Looking at Lin Fan, who rested his head on his crossed arms, his gaze deepened.

"I was thinking about how surreal my life feels. Just within a few months, I went from a destitute nobody to a Deputy County Magistrate handling millions. I’m driving a luxury car, living in a large flat. Don’t you find it ironic?"

Lin Fan squinted his eyes, sometimes thinking it was all a dream.

"That’s not ironic at all. I’ve always said you were capable of great things. What you’ve accomplished would take others several lifetimes."

Kneeling between Lin Fan’s legs, Sun Qimei carefully began to take off his pants and then started to lick the iron pestle.

"I don’t really think I have any outstanding abilities, and my luck doesn’t seem that great either. The only thing I can thank for today’s success is the terrifying power of authority. Just a nod from someone above, and an ordinary person can soar high. That was unimaginable before."

Lin Fan enjoyed Sun Qimei’s attentive service and couldn’t help but reflect aloud.

"It’s unthinkable, but you’ve made it... Still... with all this money, why do I feel like you’re not happy?"

Sun Qimei stood up, holding the iron pestle gently and inserting it into her already wet garden. She then slipped off her nightgown, holding her ample breasts, which were like papayas, gently kneading them. Her slender waist moved rhythmically, making the iron pestle enter and exit the soul-snatching cave.

"I was anxious when I first took 500,000. I thought about investing it in Chinese Herbal Medicine cultivation to help villagers make money, but now it suddenly turned into 20 million. I’m afraid to spend it. Isn’t this a hot potato?"

Lin Fan reached out and fondled Sun Qimei’s voluptuous breasts, which flowed like water, quite amusing to touch.

"Then why didn’t you refuse?"

Propping herself up on Lin Fan’s shoulders, Sun Qimei’s breathing grew heavier, her flushed face radiating with fulfillment.

"Refuse? Do I have that right? If they know I have the secret and don’t get things done, people can get killed."

Lin Fan gave a wry smile and shook his head. Having taken the money, he was in the same boat as Zhu Defu. Zhu would still try to help him, but if he refused, he would become an enemy, and the outcome would be either total ruin or disappearance like his former son-in-law.

"Since you think that way, it shows you’re not a greedy official, just someone who had no choice but to become corrupted."

Although Sun Qimei was not familiar with political affairs, from Lin Fan’s expression, it was clear he didn’t enjoy it.

"Being forced into corruption still means being corrupt. No wonder honest officials are as rare as the sun and moon, while corrupt ones are as common as the stars. Without absolute power, cooperation is the only choice besides death."

Lin Fan flipped over, pinning Sun Qimei beneath him, thrusting the iron pestle fiercely into the tight soul-snatching cave. "So when fortune smiles, seize the joy. Tonight, you must keep me company."

"No problem, I already called Cai Jing. She’s coming over from the village tonight, and we’ll both keep you entertained!"

Sun Qimei moaned seductively, as the main event of the evening was yet to come.