Chapter 73: It's only just begun

'Zhou Ming, slow down, I haven't taken off my dress or stockings yet. Why don't you wait until I do, and then we can...'

Lin Muqing said, panting, to Zhou Ming in the hotel room. gasped and said to Zhou Ming, but Zhou Ming rudely interrupted her before she could finish: 'Sister Muqing, I don't think this is necessary. It doesn't matter anyway, and you look even sexier in them, unless you really want to be honest with me.'

'Pah! Who wants to be honest with you, you rascal!' Lin Muqing spat at Zhou Ming in annoyance, but then she exclaimed, 'Hey, don't tear my stockings, I still want to wear them.'

But at this critical juncture, how would Zhou Ming care about this? He reached out and tore the pantyhose on Lin Muqing's slender legs, tearing a hole in it. He said, 'It's ruined, so what? Just buy a new one. It's so troublesome to keep taking them off and putting them back on!'

Lin Muqing scolded Zhou Ming as an asshole, and then she thought of something else and asked, 'What's the trouble? Tell me, Zhou Ming, you bastard, did you want to do this with me from the beginning... Hmm!'

Zhou Ming lowered his head and kissed Lin Muqing's lips, blocking the rest of Lin Muqing's words in her throat. After a long deep kiss, Zhou Ming said, 'Sister Muqing, you were right. From the first time I saw you on the factory TV station, your uniform at the time really got me going. From then on, I've wanted to do it with someone like you.'

'So that's really what happened. You little rascal. At the time, I thought you were so honest, but I never imagined that you were that bad. You were already thinking about me the first time we met, and you had such disgusting thoughts. You're really bad!' Lin Muqing moaned in ecstasy, 'But I like it that way, too, because this little rascal is my man, and I'm willing to be with you, no matter what you want. I'll cooperate with you.'

While saying this, Lin Muqing reached around and put her arms around Zhou Ming's neck, and looked up to plant a kiss on Zhou Ming's chest, while saying, 'Come on, my man, come take the woman you've coveted for three years!'

Zhou Ming took a gasp of breath, and his breathing became increasingly heavy, but not just because of Lin Muqing's words. While she was talking, her slender, round legs also wrapped around Zhou Ming's waist, and she was also grinding against his back. The delicate and soft feeling of the stockings sliding against his skin travelled down his spine and into his head. Then, looking at the woman beneath him making her affectionate confession, it was simply impossible to hold back the surging blood.

Zhou Ming then thrust with all his might, feeling as if he had entered a warm world. This was not the first time he had been with Lin Muqing, but compared to the first time, when Lin Muqing was so inexperienced and he had to take care of her pain, this time's smooth and slippery feeling obviously made him feel even more pleasure.

And with each thrust of Zhou Ming's, Lin Muqing also felt wave after wave of pleasure. She felt as if she were about to fly into the sky, forgetting about time and everything else. It was as if she were a helpless boat in the midst of a storm, unable to do anything but cling to Zhou Ming and move with his movements, until finally they both reached the end and exploded.

After the passion had subsided, Zhou Ming and Lin Muqing embraced and lay on the bed. Lin Muqing curled up on Zhou Ming's chest like a lazy kitten, drawing circles with her fingers on his chest while saying to him, 'Zhou Ming, can you please go a little slower next time? I felt like my whole body was about to fall apart. Is it really that attractive for you to do it while wearing clothes?'

'It's not that wearing clothes is attractive, it's you who's important!'

Zhou Ming said affectionately to Lin Muqing, which moved her deeply. However, what followed was a bit of a world of difference. Zhou Ming continued, 'And Muqing, it's not that I wanted to use so much force, it's that you just told me to hurry up and use more force...'

Before Zhou Ming could finish his sentence, Lin Muqing immediately covered his mouth: 'Stop, it's embarrassing, I don't even remember what I just said.'

Zhou Ming laughed, embraced Lin Muqing, kissed her, and reached down to grab her big white breasts. Finally, they went down the river and had sex for the second time without using any words.

After the second time, the two fell asleep, and it wasn't until the next morning that the sky was just beginning to lighten up that Zhou Ming's phone, which had been charging by the bed, started ringing. Even though Zhou Ming had been very tired last night, he opened his eyes as soon as he heard the phone ring, and immediately sat up, because he knew exactly what he was doing at the moment, and the only thing that could be calling at this time was that thing.

Zhou Ming reached out and picked up the phone from the bedside table to answer it. Sun Wei's voice then came through the earpiece, 'Mr. Zhou Ming, Kuwait has really been defeated. Just a few minutes ago, Iraq announced the official annexation of Kuwait as the 19th province of Iraq, and declared that Kuwait will always be an inseparable part of Iraq!'

Without having time to be surprised by Sun Wei's emotional tone, upon hearing the news, Zhou Ming subconsciously glanced at the alarm clock on the bedside table, which said 6:15.

Zhou Ming thought for a moment. Only twelve hours had passed since the sudden outbreak of war yesterday. It seemed to have ended sooner than in his previous life, or perhaps it was influenced by the Brighton Consortium.

But an hour or two earlier or later would have no impact on his own affairs, because as long as it happened, the outcome would be good for him. As for the specific time, he was not the Rockefeller Foundation after all, and was not scheming for the big oil fields in the Middle East. He just wanted to make a killing in the futures market, and that was all. So whether it was twelve hours or fourteen hours, it was the same to him.

'So has the news come out now? Will there be any impact on the global futures market?' Zhou Ming asked curiously.

'The news is out!' Sun Wei said excitedly on the other end of the line. 'It was on the evening news that the footage of the oil field in the north exploding and catching fire due to the war was shot, which directly caused the global oil futures price to skyrocket. According to the results of the last round of over-the-counter bidding a quarter of an hour ago, the current prices of light and heavy crude oil on the New York Mercantile Exchange have risen to 18.27 and 17 US dollars per barrel respectively. Compared to the end of yesterday's last round of on-site bidding, they have risen by 15% and 20% respectively.'

Zhou Ming nodded silently, obviously prepared for this increase, and then said, 'Sun Wei, you worked hard. You didn't sleep last night, did you?'

Although it was just a simple greeting, it made Sun Wei feel very warm. After all, as the first person involved, he knew very well how much money Zhou Ming and his partners had invested in the futures market. It was not an exaggeration to say that it was hundreds of thousands of dollars. But at this time, Zhou Ming was still thinking about whether he had slept or not. This was really rare.

With these thoughts, Sun Wei was very moved and said, 'Mr. Zhou Ming, with these words from you, not to mention that I haven't slept all day, even if I haven't slept for a week, I would have no problem!'

On the other end of the phone, Ming was a little surprised. He didn't expect such an effect from his casual greeting. It seems that you really don't know what it's like to be the boss. It seems that you think it's a bit insincere to see the boss of your own company doing this, but you didn't expect it to have this effect.

'Okay, but Sun Wei, you still need to get enough rest, because I judge that this Gulf War will last a long time. If you don't have enough energy, you won't be able to help me with the next things,' Ming said.

'Mr. Zhou Ming, don't worry, I will definitely pay more attention!' Sun Wei said.

Zhou Ming then hung up the phone. Although Zhou Ming had been very careful, he still woke up the beautiful woman next to him. Lin Muqing looked up with sleepy eyes and asked Zhou Ming, "Was that a call from New York?'

'Yes, it was from Sun Wei. He said that a few minutes ago the war in Kuwait ended and Iraq officially announced the annexation of Kuwait," Zhou Ming replied.

Lin Muqing did not show any surprise at the news, but just said with relief, 'That's great. It seems that everything is within your expectations. Now that Iraq has annexed Kuwait, it will definitely trigger even greater unrest in the Middle East. Moreover, this is a provocation against the international rules led by the United States. The United States may not sit idly by and may even trigger an even larger-scale war. It seems that with this war, the international oil price can break through the 30-dollar mark.'

'Only thirty dollars? Muqing, you are underestimating this war and the two major consortia, Brighton and Rockefeller. If it's only worth that much, it's not worth them joining forces,' said Zhou Ming.

'Thirty dollars isn't enough?' Lin Muqing was even more surprised. 'In previous Middle Eastern wars, the Arab countries used oil as a weapon, but they never reached this level. Now it's just a local war, and it's already exaggerated. Will it reach thirty-five dollars?'

'It's the 40-dollar mark,' Zhou Ming said.

This answer made Lin Muqing gasp. Originally the chairman of the Hong Kong City Joint Investment Fund Company, she had studied international futures, especially oil futures. Now, for Zhou Ming's sake, she had crammed a lot of knowledge, including the role played by each country in the Middle East, the most important oil-producing region in the world, as well as the local political situation and history.

It is precisely for this reason that she finds it even more incredible. She really can't imagine how oil prices could have surged so high. However, since the one who made this judgment was Zhou Ming, she can't help but believe it.

In the end, Lin Muqing had to put this question aside for the time being and said to Zhou Ming, 'Since Sun Wei called you, I believe he will definitely call Tong Gang and Li Cheng as well.'

Zhou Ming nodded and said, 'That's right. We agreed yesterday that after ten o'clock, if there was any news, we would call each other. Now let's get up and go to the Sky Tower Building quickly. After all, no matter how much the price increased last night, this is just the beginning.'

At the end of his sentence, Zhou Ming suddenly thought of a question. He looked at Lin Muqing and asked, 'But Muqing, does Sun Wei know about our relationship? I seem to have forgotten to tell him just now. Will he call you again?'

Facing Zhou Ming's question, Lin Muqing was first taken aback, then her pretty face flushed red, and she picked up the pillow nearby and threw it at Zhou Ming, saying, 'Zhou Ming, you little rascal, I'll fight you to the death!'

Zhou Ming was completely unprepared for Lin Muqing's sudden attack. Zhou Ming just asked this question subconsciously, without even meaning anything else. He just simply wanted to ask if Sun Wei would call again. Who knew that Lin Muqing would react so strongly? Obviously, it was the female's modesty that caused Zhou Ming to suffer this unwarranted disaster.