Late morning...
In the small courtyard.
Dong Xuebin was stunned. "The homeowner? My name?"
"Mm, your name," Zhang Longjuan said.
"But I never even gave you my ID," Dong Xuebin said.
"Heh, Sister Zhang has her ways," Zhang Longjuan said, taking a drag from her cigarette with a flirtatious air.
Dong Xuebin said, "How is that possible? Besides, I already have a villa under my name. This..."
Zhang Longjuan looked at him with a smile. "Look at you getting all worked up. Listen carefully to what Sister Zhang has to say. I know you're a Discipline Inspection Commission official now. Your identity is different, your rank is different, and the government offices definitely have to watch these things. Do you think Sister Zhang is some fool who doesn't understand that? Would I let you get yourself into trouble? Of course I had my own way. Do you remember why we went to the Gambling Ship? That's right, State Security needed Sister Zhang's identity and asked me for help. In the end, they agreed to legalize the money we won gambling—to launder it, in other words. When I transferred my household registration a few days ago, I contacted the State Security people and had them transfer the homeowner's name to you. I had to talk myself hoarse before they finally sent someone to handle it. Technically, this money was won by you, and cleaning up afterward was their responsibility anyway. So don't worry. They'll take care of it properly. The homeowner is registered under your name, but no one will be able to trace it back to you. Even if someone investigates, the relevant departments will clean things up for you. State Security promised that from the start. They can't back out now."
Dong Xuebin hesitated. "Is that really okay?"
Zhang