Subir e Subir: Do Primeiro Colocado no Concurso Público Provincial ao Pico do Poder

At last, he was to be transferred back from the Bureau of Retired Cadres to the Secretariat Section of the Municipal Party Committee’s Office!

Tang Ye meticulously straightened his clothes. With sun-kissed skin, cropped thick hair, a tall and upright figure, and a sharply defined jaw, he looked radiant and composed in his crisply pressed formal attire.

He was twenty-seven years old, a graduate with a master’s degree from Qiongjin University’s School of Government Management, and had joined the Municipal Committee Office as top of his class. Yet, his first year at work had been far from smooth. No sooner had he started than he was dispatched to the Bureau of Retired Cadres—a backwater post.

Later, he learned that a petty-minded acquaintance had pulled strings behind his back, and it was true what they said: the knife that comes from a “friend” cuts the deepest.

He reached the stairwell corner.

Suddenly, a flurry of pink appeared before him. Unable to avoid it, Tang Ye collided headlong with the figure.

“Ouch, that hurts!”

“Watch out!”

Papers scattered like snowflakes in the air.

Tang Ye felt as if his shoulder had sunk into a cloud. Looking closer, he realized it was Cheng Lin, the deputy director of the Bureau of Retired Cadres.

Cheng Lin was thirty-two, the epitome of a southern beauty—an oval face, jet-black eyes, lips like rose petals, and perfectly white teeth.

Her voice was clear and crystalline, her words tinged with a gentle accent.

“Look at me, all fingers and thumbs—the more urgent, the more