2: Chapter 2 Falling into a Trap

The Mayor Qin that Director Yan Jinghui spoke of was none other than the newly appointed beautiful mayor of Canglan City, Qin Ruoxi.

Xiao Bei was no stranger to the name Qin Ruoxi. It was rumored that she was a top-tier beauty, even more beautiful than some female celebrities, and her background was extremely mysterious, with some even whispering that she was a third-generation descendant of a prominent Beijing family.

As soon as Director Yan Jinghui finished speaking, the atmosphere in the private room instantly became subtle.

Several leaders exchanged glances and said, "Mayor Qin has already arrived; she is in the 'Heaven No. 1' private room next door."

Director Yan Jinghui smiled slightly, a gleam of shrewdness flashing in his eyes: "Since Mayor Qin is next door, as her subordinates, we should go over and offer a toast to show our respects."

Everyone nodded in agreement, clearly having no objections to Director Yan Jinghui's proposal.

Director Yan Jinghui stood up, straightened his suit, and turned to Xiao Bei: "Little Xiao, you come along too. Meeting Mayor Qin will be helpful for your future work."

Xiao Bei felt a tightening in his chest; he quickly stood up and nodded respectfully: "Very well, Director Yan."

He followed behind Director Yan Jinghui, his heart beating uncontrollably faster.

He had long heard of Qin Ruoxi, but he had never seen this legendary beautiful mayor in person.

At this moment, he was both nervous and expectant, as if he were about to lift a mysterious veil.

The group left the private room, walked down the corridor, and arrived at the door of the 'Heaven No. 1' private room.

Director Yan Jinghui knocked gently on the door, and from inside came a crisp, slightly authoritative female voice: "Please come in."

The door was pushed open, and the scene inside the room came into view.

In the spacious private room, several high-level city leaders were seated around a huge round table. Deputy Party Secretary Tang Jianhui, Deputy Mayor Xing, and others were all present, and sitting in the main seat was none other than Mayor Qin.

Xiao Bei's gaze was involuntarily drawn to Mayor Qin.

She was wearing a well-tailored black professional suit that accentuated her curvaceous figure, especially her slender waist and long legs, which appeared exceptionally sexy.

Her skin was as fair as jade, and her features were as delicate as if they had been sculpted, giving her an aura of noble, cold elegance.

Mayor Qin's lips curled slightly, carrying a faint smile, but that smile made one feel a sense of intangible distance.

"Mayor Qin, sorry to disturb you." Director Yan Jinghui bowed slightly, his tone respectful, "We came over to offer a toast and congratulate you on your inauguration."

Mayor Qin nodded gently, her gaze sweeping over the group. "Director Yan, you are too kind. We are all colleagues; there is no need to be so formal."

Mayor Qin's voice was somewhat cold and detached.

Director Yan Jinghui smiled and raised his glass: "Mayor Qin, I offer you this toast. I wish you smooth work and hope you lead our Canglan City to create new glories."

Mayor Qin smiled slightly, lifted her glass, and took a light sip: "Thank you for your well wishes, Director Yan. I will do my best."

The other leaders also stepped forward to offer toasts one by one. Mayor Qin responded to each, her demeanor appropriate—neither distant nor overly enthusiastic.

Every one of her movements appeared elegant and composed, as if she were naturally born for such grand occasions.

Xiao Bei stood to the side, not daring to speak. He stole glances at Mayor Qin, unable to help but marvel that this beautiful mayor was indeed worthy of her reputation; not only was her appearance outstanding, but her temperament was also impeccable.

Seeing that Xiao Bei was a bit uneasy, Director Yan Jinghui gently patted his shoulder and whispered: "Little Xiao, you come and offer Mayor Qin a toast too. Don't just stand there."

Xiao Bei snapped out of his daze, quickly picked up his glass, walked in front of Mayor Qin, and bowed slightly: "Mayor Qin, I am Xiao Bei from the Municipal Government Office. I would like to offer you a toast and wish you smooth work."

Mayor Qin glanced at him, a faint smile flashing in her eyes, but she did not speak.

She took a light sip of her wine, swept her gaze over the group again, and said in a calm tone: "Alright, I have received everyone's well wishes. Go back and continue your meal; don't let this delay your important matters."

Director Yan Jinghui and the others nodded quickly and respectfully withdrew from the private room.

After walking out the door, Director Yan Jinghui let out a long sigh of relief and whispered to Xiao Bei: "Little Xiao, Mayor Qin is no ordinary person. In the future, seize opportunities to learn from her."

Xiao Bei quickly nodded in agreement.

After returning to the private room, Xiao Bei's heart could not calm down for a long time.

He sat in his seat, the image of Mayor Qin constantly appearing in his mind.

"What kind of man could possibly be worthy of a woman who embodies both such beauty and power?" Xiao Bei murmured to himself.

Director Yan Jinghui and the other leaders seemed not to notice his strangeness, continuing to chat and laugh, clinking glasses.

"Little Xiao, come on, have another drink!" Director Yan Jinghui smiled as he picked up his glass and handed it to Xiao Bei.

Xiao Bei quickly took the glass and said respectfully: "Thank you, Director Yan."

He felt some hesitation, but thinking of Director Yan Jinghui's "cultivation" of him, he bit the bullet and drank it all in one go.

The alcohol was spicy as it entered his mouth, making him choke and almost cough out loud, but he forced himself to endure it, squeezing a smile onto his face.

"Good! Young people are straightforward!"

Another leader saw this and also raised his glass: "Little Xiao, come, I'll offer you a toast too. Work hard in the Municipal Government Office; your future is boundless!"

Xiao Bei did not dare to refuse, so he had to pick up his glass again and drink it all in one go.

After a few glasses, a flush gradually appeared on his face, and his head began to feel dizzy.

"Little Xiao, not bad, you can hold your liquor!" Director Yan Jinghui smiled and patted his shoulder, "Come, have another, let's not go home until we're drunk tonight!"

Xiao Bei felt a bit uneasy, but facing the leaders' "enthusiasm," he did not dare to refuse and had to bite the bullet and keep drinking.

Glass after glass, his consciousness gradually blurred, and the scene before his eyes began to sway.

"Director Yan, I... I think I've had a bit too much..." Xiao Bei barely held himself up, his voice slurring.

Director Yan Jinghui smiled, a trace of imperceptible coldness flashing in his eyes: "It's fine, you're young; drinking a bit more is a good thing, it helps you relax."

Xiao Bei wanted to say something more, but his head grew heavier and heavier, the scene before him blurred, and eventually, his consciousness completely sank into darkness.

"Little Xiao? Little Xiao?" Director Yan Jinghui gently pushed Xiao Bei, and seeing he had no reaction, a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Old Yan, this kid seems to have drunk himself unconscious."

Director Yan Jinghui smiled and said: "Yes, it seems Little Xiao can't hold his liquor very well. I'll have someone help him to rest for a while."

Immediately, Director Yan Jinghui called over a waiter and instructed: "Help us take him to a room upstairs to rest; he has had too much to drink."

After speaking, Director Yan Jinghui quietly gave a wink. The waiter quickly nodded, and together with another waiter, they helped Xiao Bei up and led him out of the private room...

...

I don't know how much time had passed, but Xiao Bei woke up in a daze, his head throbbing as if it had been struck by a heavy hammer, the pain splitting.

He barely opened his eyes, and what came into view was a luxurious presidential suite; the crystal chandelier emitted a soft glow, and the furnishings in the room were extremely opulent.

Xiao Bei sat up abruptly and discovered that he was only wearing a bathrobe; a sense of foreboding immediately welled up in his heart.

He turned his head to look and was instantly terrified out of his wits—Mayor Qin was lying right beside him, her cheeks flushed, her breathing rapid; clearly, she was also quite drunk.

Her black suit had already been removed, leaving only her undergarments, and her fair skin appeared exceptionally striking under the lights.

Mayor Qin's brows were tightly furrowed, as if she were forcing herself to endure some kind of discomfort, her body trembling slightly, her complexion abnormally red.

Xiao Bei's heart pounded wildly, and cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

He immediately realized that he had been set up!

What progress! What cultivation! It was all just a trap set by Director Yan Jinghui, and he was the scapegoat pushed out to take the fall!

"Mayor... Mayor Qin!"