203: Chapter 204 You think I'm rushing to give you money?

Jiang Jing leaned lazily against the sofa, holding a glass of wine in his hand, happily enjoying the exclusive fashion show before his eyes.

Nazha's figure and beauty made her a top-tier clothes hanger; anything she wore looked good, and she could pull off any style, which was a feast for his eyes and made his gaze grow increasingly heated.

Sensing the change in his gaze, Nazha finally stopped, feeling a bit shy after putting on a slightly sexy silk nightgown.

With flushed cheeks, she sat down beside Jiang Jing and snuggled into his arms, attempting to change the subject: "Brother Jiang Jing, when... when do you plan to take care of that important matter?"

Jiang Jing naturally wrapped one arm around her waist, while his other hand rested restlessly on her smooth, delicate thigh, gently stroking it and feeling its astonishing elasticity and texture.

"The sooner, the better," he replied, the warmth of his palm transferring through the thin nightgown. "I can't wait to see the surprised expressions on certain people's faces."

As he spoke, his fingers slowly moved down, grasping one of Nazha's exquisite, jade-like feet that had just been bathed and still carried a faint, fragrant scent.

Nazha's feet were beautifully shaped, with toes as round as pearls and slender ankles, her skin fair and smooth, like a fine piece of art.

Jiang Jing played with them with great interest, his fingertips brushing across the soles of her feet, causing Nazha to giggle uncontrollably and twist her body slightly.

"Oh... that tickles..." Nazha spat at him, her face turning even redder, and she pouted coquettishly, "Your hobby... is really unique..."

Jiang Jing looked up with a wicked smile on his lips: "Collecting some interest."

Nazha's heart raced from his sudden action; she wanted to pull her foot back, but her whole body felt soft and weak, unable to muster any strength.

Jiang Jing picked up his phone with his free hand, found the number for District Mayor Zhao Wenhao, and dialed it.

The phone rang only a few times before it was answered.

From the other end of the line came the voice of District Mayor Zhao Wenhao, sounding seemingly calm: "Hello, Jiang Jing?"

While continuing to play with Nazha's jade-like feet, Jiang Jing smiled and said: "District Mayor Zhao, I hope I'm not interrupting your work? I've already arrived in Magic City."

District Mayor Zhao Wenhao was stunned. Arrived in Magic City? So soon?

Could it be...

He asked somewhat uncertainly: "Jiang Jing, how did you get here so fast? Could it be...?"

Jiang Jing played coy, not answering directly, but instead gave the name of the hotel: "It's not convenient to discuss the specifics over the phone. Arrange a car and send someone to pick me up."

District Mayor Zhao Wenhao was jolted upon hearing this. This tone, this request—could it really be done?!

He replied somewhat excitedly: "Okay, no problem. Wait there, I'll arrange it immediately; I'll be there in half an hour at most!"

"Alright, I'll wait for your news," Jiang Jing said, then hung up the phone.

He tossed the phone aside, looked at Nazha in his arms, and slapped her bottom with a smile: "Alright, I have to go out to take care of some business. I'll be back when I'm done. You... be a good girl and get ready for me here."

His words were full of implications, which Nazha naturally understood. She nodded shyly, her voice faint: "Mm... come back early..."

Looking at her seductive appearance, as if she were waiting to be plucked, Jiang Jing was in a great mood and lowered his head to kiss her lips hard once more.

He took the time to take a shower; after all, after the "dusty" journey, a shower made one feel refreshed.

Before he had time to admire himself in the mirror for long, his phone rang.

It was an unknown number. When he answered, it was the person sent by District Mayor Zhao Wenhao, who respectfully stated that they had arrived downstairs at the hotel and were waiting.

Jiang Jing casually picked out a set of casual clothes, put them on, tucked the metal box containing the USB drive into his pocket, and went out.

At the entrance, a black Audi A6L sedan was parked quietly, low-key and steady.

Standing beside the car was a young man wearing a dark jacket, with a lean build and sharp eyes, who was checking a photo on his phone.

Seeing Jiang Jing walk out, the man immediately stepped forward, bowed slightly, and said in a low but clear and strong voice: "Hello, Mr. Jiang. I am Assistant Wang, sent by District Mayor Zhao to pick you up."

Jiang Jing nodded, his gaze sweeping over the iconic Audi sedan, and he already understood.

This car was almost standard issue for civil servants in the country, low-key and steady.

Of course, something for a higher rank would probably be a Hongqi...

"Let's go." Jiang Jing didn't say much more, pulled open the car door, and sat in the back seat.

Assistant Wang quickly got into the car, started the engine, and the vehicle drove smoothly away from the hotel, merging into the evening traffic of Magic City.

The atmosphere inside the car was quiet. Assistant Wang focused on driving, without any unnecessary small talk or prying, demonstrating a high level of professional competence.

The car didn't drive toward the bustling city center, but instead headed toward a relatively quiet, tree-lined area, finally stopping slowly in front of a government building with armed police guarding the entrance.

After simple registration and confirmation, the car was allowed to drive in.

Assistant Wang led Jiang Jing, navigating familiarly through the internal corridors, until they arrived in front of a dark wooden door with a sign that read "District Mayor's Office."

Assistant Wang knocked on the door lightly.

From inside, District Mayor Zhao Wenhao's voice, slightly tinged with eagerness, immediately replied: "Come in!"

Assistant Wang pushed the door open, stepped aside to let Jiang Jing in, then retreated silently, gently closing the door from the outside. The whole process was clean and efficient.

Inside the office, District Mayor Zhao Wenhao had already stood up from behind his desk and was pacing somewhat anxiously.

Seeing Jiang Jing enter, he immediately stopped, looked over with a complex gaze, took a deep breath, and put on a polite smile.

Jiang Jing looked at him and couldn't help but laugh, teasing: "I say, District Mayor Zhao, you are a government official governing a region, in charge of so many people. Is it really necessary to be like this?"

District Mayor Zhao Wenhao's face flushed red at his words, and he glared at him irritably, saying helplessly: "Stop with the snide remarks! It's not like you don't know what this thing means. How can I stay calm? You try being in my shoes!"

This concerned a major breakthrough at the national strategic level, his political future, and even more importantly, whether the country could truly solve the "choke point" problem. He couldn't help but be nervous!

Jiang Jing chuckled, walked nonchalantly to the guest sofa area, sat down very relaxedly, and even crossed his legs leisurely.

This somewhat cavalier attitude of his actually made District Mayor Zhao Wenhao's tense nerves relax a little.

He walked over and sat on the sofa opposite Jiang Jing, starting to ask in official tones:

"Mr. Jiang, you came here specifically today—is there some progress on that matter? Or have you thought it over and decided to provide the financial support first?"

These were the two best outcomes he could think of.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Jing rolled his eyes at him and said in an exaggerated tone: "Old Zhao, do I look like the kind of sucker who has nothing better to do, flying thousands of miles just to rush over and give you, a grown man, money to spend?"