In Fabian Vincent's office.
Secretary Briscoe Young brought the new week's work schedule to him.
Fabian Vincent picked it up and skimmed through it.
His brow furrowed instantly.
He asked, "Wasn't it said that we were going to the state-run forest farm this afternoon? Why was it changed to the Starlight Night Market?"
"I don't know, it was sent over from the office,"
Briscoe Young shook his head and said.
Fabian Vincent picked up the phone, intending to ask Dirk Carter why the itinerary was changed.
Suddenly, he was stunned.
As if he realized something.
A slight smile appeared.
He handed the schedule back to Briscoe and said, "Just follow the office's plan."
At this moment, Fabian suddenly remembered the call from Bridget Goodman, the director of the Urban Management Bureau, a few days ago. It seemed that her plan to divert trouble had taken effect.
As the mayor, Fabian could not be unaware of the matters concerning the Starlight Night Market.
The reason he hadn't interfered was that it didn't affect his personal interests.
Since it has nothing to do with him,
why should he wade into troubled waters?
If Dirk Carter wants to deal with it, let him.
After all, the drama of using a borrowed knife to kill can be staged again.
Like last time, Fabian enjoyed it very much.
Kanes Bates was a part of Herman Bates's faction.
This time, although his downfall didn't cause substantial damage to Herman, it had created a rift between him and Dirk Carter, making future cooperation almost impossible.
With Kanes out of the picture,
the deputy mayor's position is now vacant.
Fabian can now place his own people in this position through higher levels.
In this way, he can also strengthen his control over the Municipal Government.
Why not?
Since the Starlight Night Market involves Kanes Bates, naturally, it's entangled with Herman Bates.
If Dirk Carter wants to deal with it, let him. It's a gain for Fabian either way.
Thinking of this,
Fabian felt a sense of satisfaction.
"Why haven't I seen Bridget these past few days? Have you?"
Suddenly, Fabian asked Briscoe Young.
Briscoe shook his head and said, "After the flood passed, it seems she hasn't been around, and she hasn't come to the Municipal Government."
Fabian waved his hand.
He said, "Alright, leave her be. She's probably upset because I didn't agree to her request. She'll be fine in a few days. Go prepare, we're heading to the Starlight Night Market this afternoon."
"Okay."
Briscoe nodded, turned to leave, but was suddenly stopped by Fabian.
"After we set off this afternoon, make sure to spread the news that we're going to the Starlight Night Market. I don't need to tell you how, do I?"
Briscoe smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, boss, I know what to do."
At 2:30 in the afternoon.
Mayor Fabian Vincent, Municipal Government Office Director Dirk Carter, Surveillance Bureau Director Kelby Fletcher, Urban Management Bureau Director Bridget Goodman, and Deputy Director of Public Security Bureau Pierce Griffin, among others, departed from the Municipal Government courtyard to the Starlight Night Market.
In principle, this level of inspection should first notify the local institutions.
But in reality, up till now, the Starlight Night Market hadn't received any notice.
Among the chains of interest in the Starlight Night Market, Kelby Fletcher from the Surveillance Bureau is certainly involved.
But why didn't he notify them in advance?
Because when Kelby was called to the Municipal Government, he also didn't know what was going on next. He asked Dirk several times, and Dirk kept saying just to follow the arrangements.
As everyone boarded the Coaster,
it was definitely too late for Kelby to issue a warning.
At that moment,
in the manager's office of the Starlight Night Market Management Office.
Austin Walsh was sitting with his legs crossed, rubbing his chin with interest as he watched the glamorously dressed woman in front of him.
The woman seemed to be in her 30s, dressed quite scantily.
She was wearing a floral dress,
with a strapless top,
and the skirt was extremely short.
It seemed that with just a little movement, everything underneath would be on display.
Especially the exposed thighs, white and tender.
Austin felt an itching desire to reach out and touch them.
"Manager Walsh, this little gift is just a token of my appreciation. I just need a small nail salon space. I hope you'll help with the arrangements."
The beautiful woman placed a paper bag on the desk.
Austin glanced sideways.
Inside were two cartons of Huazi cigarettes and two bottles of wine worth three or four hundred each, totaling nearly two thousand yuan.
"Ah, beauty, it's not that I'm unwilling to help, but you know, the store fronts in our Starlight Night Market are hot property right now; it's not an exaggeration to say they're hard to get. I'm really in a difficult position here."
With that,
Austin pushed the paper bag towards the edge of the table, indicating his refusal.
The woman became anxious upon hearing this.
Eagerly she said, "Manager Walsh, please help me out. If the token isn't enough, I can still add more, as long as you can help me open this shop in the Starlight Night Market, I'll do anything."
"Cough, cough... anything?"
This was the moment Austin had been waiting for.
The woman wasn't clueless.
Austin's lewd expression and unabashed gaze had long revealed his intentions.
She gritted her teeth.
Took a step forward.
And threw herself directly at Austin.
She began rubbing her bosom against him.
With a shy tone, she said, "I know, Manager, your power is boundless; just a nod from you, and this storefront would be a piece of cake, wouldn't it?"
With such initiative,
Austin's hand found its way to her waist.
Slid down along her waist, quickly resting on her shapely backside.
Squeezed hard.
The soft, bouncing sensation was simply delightful.
The woman cooperated with a soft moan, gently patting Austin and saying flirtatiously, "Manager Walsh, you're so naughty..."
This sentence encouraged him.
Just as Austin was about to lift her skirt,
there was a sudden urgent knock at the door.
The two had no choice but to separate.
Austin put on a sour face and shouted, "Who is it? Come in!"
A management employee wearing a security uniform rushed in.
Out of breath, he said, "Manager... Manager Walsh, they're... they've come..."
"Who's come? It's still early, isn't it?"
Austin asked angrily.
The security guard swallowed hard.
He said, "The Municipal... the Municipal Government is here for an inspection... they're at the gate, and Mayor Fabian Vincent is here too."
Austin frowned.
Muttered, "Why are they inspecting today, and why wasn't I informed in advance?"
At this moment,
at the entrance of the Starlight Night Market,
a Municipal Government Coaster and several cars had already stopped.
The leaders were disembarking one after another.
Because it wasn't evening yet, there were hardly any street vendors at the entrance.
At this time,
Austin Walsh, leading the Starlight Night Market management, had already come running out with flattering smiles.
"Ah, leaders, leaders, welcome, welcome, I'm the manager of the Starlight Night Market Management Office, my surname is Walsh..."
As soon as they got on site,
Austin sprang into action.
Today's lineup was quite impressive.
Besides opening day, today was the biggest occasion in Starlight Night Market's history.
Before coming out,
Austin had already instructed his subordinates to take out their phones and cameras; after all, with so many leaders visiting the Starlight Night Market, it could become a bargaining chip for him in future negotiations.
One has to admit, Austin Walsh was quite clever.
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