Chapter 1917

Chapter 1917: Chapter 1917

He knows me?

Hearing the man outside directly call her name, Zhang Yan’s expression turned instantly serious.

She hesitated for a few seconds, but still opened the door.

She was not worried about him wanting to harm her.

First of all, this is Jiangzhou, and the security here is absolutely different from an ordinary Prefecture-level City.

Secondly, the security at this apartment is high; for him to get past the security, he must have shown some impressive financial power, causing the guards to mistake him for a resident.

Lastly, the aura exuding from him was anything but ordinary.

Besides, she hadn’t offended anyone in Jiangzhou.

When the door opened, the man’s appearance outside became more clear in her sight.

He was approximately 1.85 meters tall, with light denim jeans that highlighted his impressive proportions, his long legs comparable to a model’s.

On his upper body, he wore a simple white shirt, the collar opened on both sides, adding a touch of carefree wildness.

His handsome face was the most captivating.

Even Zhang Yan couldn’t help but glance again before asking, "We shouldn’t know each other, right?"

The man smiled slightly, his gaze going past her, looking into the house: "Aren’t you going to offer me a cup of tea?"

Zhang Yan turned around, the man followed her into the house.

Zhang Yan took a bottle of iced water from the fridge and handed it to him, then kept her distance, sitting on the other side of the sofa.

The house had a modern decorating style, simple and elegant, and Zhang Yan had invested more than three million in its decor.

The man didn’t take a closer look at the house, accepted the iced water with a thank you, and then asked a question that made Zhang Yan frown: "Do you want to take revenge on Song Guanchao?"

Zhang Yan looked at him coldly.

The man smiled, reaching out his hand: "Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Lin Jin."

Zhang Yan didn’t shake his hand: "If Mr. Lin has nothing else, please leave."

Lin Jin repeated his previous question: "Do you want to take revenge on Song Guanchao?"

"Don’t rush to reject, and don’t worry about any ulterior motives. Your enemy’s enemy is a friend. Luo Sanming died because of Song Guanchao; you must have thought of revenge. If given the chance, you would not let it slip."

"Coincidentally, he also offended me."

"I can offer you a chance to take revenge on him."

Lin Jin finished speaking, lazily sinking into the sofa, elegantly sipping his iced water.

Zhang Yan asked, "Who are you?"

She wanted to know Lin Jin’s identity.

Lin Jin said, "You may not wish to know my identity. Sometimes not knowing is better than knowing. Of course, if you really want to know, I can tell you."

Zhang Yan guessed his identity wouldn’t be ordinary, but didn’t expect him to say such words.

Having been a Vice Mayor for so many years, very few people could make her feel pressure.

Lin Jin, before her, was one such person.

Though he was not too old and his language was gentle, his words exerted a pressure that made her dare not dig deeper.

His words seemed to hint at an extraordinary background.

Digging too deep might disrupt her current life.

After a few seconds of contemplation, Zhang Yan gently took a deep breath and asked, "Who are you?"

She still asked.

Because she realized, from their meeting, the entire conversation rhythm was controlled by Lin Jin.

Every word he said precisely hit her weakness.

She wanted to take revenge on Song Guanchao.

But she wouldn’t cooperate with someone she knew nothing about.

For cooperation, sincerity must be shown.

She didn’t mind Lin Jin’s deliberate mysterious demeanor.

She’s not some student newly entering society; moreover, she’s not simple herself, and she didn’t think Lin Jin’s background was so great that she wouldn’t dare inquire.

"Interesting." Lin Jin’s lips curled slightly and said, "I’m very satisfied with your response. It seems I didn’t choose the wrong person."

He reached out his hand again: "Let’s get reacquainted, Lin Jin. Jinhua Pharmaceutical, Lin Jin."

Zhang Yan was slightly stunned; she had heard of Jinhua Pharmaceutical, a top-five pharmaceutical company in the Yangtze River Delta Region.

But who introduces themselves like this?

Could it be that Jinhua Pharmaceutical is his family’s business?

Zhang Yan silently noted, deciding to check afterward.

"How do you want to proceed?" Zhang Yan asked.

Lin Jin replied with a question: "Do you know Song Guanchao’s recent whereabouts?"

Zhang Yan remained expressionless: "Mr. Lin, please speak clearly; I’m not interested in playing riddles with you."

Lin Jin wasn’t concerned about her attitude, took out a pack of cigarettes, and waved it before her: "Mind if I smoke?"

Seeing she didn’t express an opinion, Lin Jin took out a cigarette, offered it to her. Zhang Yan took it, and he took out a lighter to light it for her, but didn’t light one for himself.

As soon as Zhang Yan took a puff, the cigarette was taken away by him, resting between his lips.

His light teasing action made Zhang Yan frown slightly.

Just as she was about to speak, Lin Jin said, "Song Guanchao recently took a trip to Jinling, then went to Beijing."

Zhang Yan immediately listened attentively.

"Recently, several foreign companies in Gusu are planning to withdraw, so he met with a few foreign companies and went with your Mayor Wu to Jinling to meet a few foreign companies."

"In the coming days, those companies will visit Jiangzhou to inspect the market. Given his capabilities, it’s almost certain these companies will indeed come to Jiangzhou."

"His capabilities?" Zhang Yan raised an eyebrow: "You know him well? A mere inspection doesn’t mean much, correct?"

Lin Jin said, "You don’t need to doubt my words. If I say he can secure these foreign companies, then he definitely can. Just as you guessed, I know him well."

Zhang Yan neither affirmed nor denied.

Lin Jin continued: "In Beijing, he went to meet the Walmart Group, planning to open a foreign-funded supermarket in Jiangzhou. They will also come for a market inspection in the coming days."

"Are you sure?" Zhang Yan frowned; what Lin Jin said was completely opposite to her understanding.

Currently, the rumor outside is that Song Guanchao faced rejection in Beijing, and the Walmart Group didn’t care about him at all.

Yet Lin Jin claimed they are coming to Jiangzhou for inspection.

Lin Jin raised two fingers: "This is your second doubt; I hope there won’t be a third."

Zhang Yan chuckled coldly without a word.

Suddenly, Lin Jin reached out, grabbed her chin. Zhang Yan turned her head with disgust, yet could not escape his grip.

"You’ve kept it well; no wonder you have Zhou Zheng so captivated." Lin Jin’s frivolous teasing words made Zhang Yan shiver inside.

He knew about her relationship with Zhou Zheng? Or is he deliberately trying to deceive her?

She lightly pursed her lips without response.

Lin Jin’s hand that held her chin slowly touched her lips, parting them, and with moist saliva, it entered her mouth.

The other hand tossed the cigarette into the iced water and then placed it on her thigh, teasing open her silk slip, gradually reaching inside, forcefully parting her tightly closed legs.

Until a slight hum was heard from her throat.

Lin Jin pulled her thigh hard, drawing her towards himself.

He lowered his head, looking at her face full of anger and helplessness, with thick brows slightly raised, and his lips curved into a smirk, saying: "Mayor Zhang’s reaction is really quite something."

After speaking, he suddenly released Zhang Yan, leaned back, and tapped his thigh, saying: "Show me Mayor Zhang’s sincerity, and I’ll decide whether to tell you a piece of good news."

Good news?

Zhang Yan was intrigued by his words.

She didn’t doubt Lin Jin indeed knew some secrets she was unaware of.

Nor did she mind a physical interaction with him.

She just disliked the suppressive dominance he maintained in this conversation.

Her usual strong demeanor made her very uncomfortable with this.

She hummed softly, standing up from the sofa, moving in front of him, mature eyes gazing into his, as her hands reached down to unbutton his pants.

Then, she lifted her slip dress, spread her legs open, hooked his neck, and slowly sat down.