Chapter 227

Yu Yinliang had been talking to Zhang Ailing and Wang Anguo, only occasionally glancing at the performance, but this brilliant program made him stop the conversation. He turned his face to watch with rapt attention, a satisfied smile appearing on his face. He leaned to the side and asked Zhang Ailing: "Old Zhang, this young man seems to be the one you brought when you had a meeting last time, what's his name, Liu..."

Zhang Ailing smiled and reminded him: "Zhao Desan."

"Oh, Comrade Xiao Zhao." Yu Yinliang nodded, smiled, and praised: "This young man is very full of vigor, he performed well. It's a New Year's party, after all; you should arrange more programs like this, don't always do the same old stuff. Look at how well Comrade Xiao Zhao performed; this is what makes everyone happy watching it. Only when young people have passion can work be improved!"

"Yes, yes, yes." Zhang Ailing nodded repeatedly.

Wang Anguo had always viewed Zhao Desan as a thorn in his side, but at this moment, he was also laughing out loud at his skit, clapping from time to time.

Zhao Desan retreated to the backstage after finishing the skit, his heart feeling as if it were filled with honey. Seeing so many people clapping and laughing below while on stage, he knew his performance was a great success. Moreover, the Deputy Mayor was also sitting in the audience, which surely left a deep impression on the several big leaders.

He calmed his ecstatic emotions backstage before quietly returning to the audience, bending over and moving his steps to return to his original seat.

Li Shanshan praised him with a beaming face: "Zhao Desan, your performance was truly too good, you almost made my stomach ache from laughing."

Zhao Desan smiled triumphantly: "Is it that exaggerated?"

"Mm." Li Shanshan nodded with a giggle.

As the two were whispering, Deputy Mayor Yu turned his head, wearing a smile, and praised him: "Comrade Xiao Zhao, you performed well."

Zhao Desan said respectfully: "Thank you for the praise, Deputy Mayor Yu."

Yu Yinliang nodded and turned back. In this detail, Wang Anguo swept a glance with the corner of his eye, a cold sneer squeezing out from the corner of his mouth.

Originally, Zhang Da had let Zhao Desan perform the program, wanting to make him make a fool of himself. He didn't expect this guy to win thunderous applause, which truly disappointed Zhang Da. Sitting in the seat on the very edge of the first row, the expression on his face was very ugly. Truly, trying to steal a chicken only to end up losing the rice!

The literary performance organized by the Bureau ended before six o'clock. Zhao Desan's program received unanimous approval from the leaders and staff, winning first prize without any suspense. Although it was only a symbolic medal, it was of great significance to his life. Through this performance, he left a very deep impression in the hearts of the Bureau leaders and Deputy Mayor Yu.

Next was the dinner in the banquet hall on the third floor. A group of people marched down to the third floor, and people from each department sat together. Because Zhao Desan was in the Logistics Department, and temporary workers like Zhang Aiai and Bai Ling were not official employees, they were not qualified to come to the Coal Bureau to participate in the activities. Several department leaders were called to sit at Deputy Mayor Yu's table, and Zhang Da also went over. Zhao Desan felt a bit left out, found a table on the side, and sat down alone, feeling a bit solitary.

After everyone was seated, Yu Yinliang was looking around for something. He turned back, saw Zhao Desan sitting at a table alone, and beckoned him: "Comrade Xiao Zhao, come, come sit at this table."

Zhao Desan was stunned for a moment, thinking he was dreaming. Feeling a bit surprised, he immediately hurried to collect himself, put on a smile, stood up, and went over, saying with a humble smile: "Deputy Mayor Yu, this table is all leaders, wouldn't it be inappropriate for me to sit here?"

"What's inappropriate about it? Isn't it just a dinner? Why distinguish between leaders and non-leaders outside of work? Old Wang, move to the side and let Comrade Xiao Zhao sit down," Yu Yinliang instructed.

Zhao Desan then sat down next to the Deputy Mayor with some trepidation. Opposite him, a green light flashed on Zhang Da's face; he stared at Zhao Desan, feeling unhappy. This guy was actually thought highly of by Deputy Mayor Yu today, and even Deputy Bureau Chief Wang's seat was squeezed to the side by him, he thought.

Wang Anguo was naturally suffering in his heart. Originally, he was sitting on Deputy Mayor Yu's right side, but now his seat had been taken by this brat. He was extremely depressed, but still had to accompany him with a smile on his face.

Zhang Ailing consulted Yu Yinliang: "Deputy Mayor Yu, since everyone is seated, shall we serve the dishes?"

"Mm, serve them," Yu Yinliang nodded, and Zhang Ailing instructed the waiter to start serving the dishes.

"Everyone, pick up your chopsticks," Yu Yinliang picked up his chopsticks and instructed. He took a bite of food and started eating. Seeing that Zhao Desan hadn't touched his chopsticks, he instructed: "Comrade Xiao Zhao, eat. Today, there is no distinction between leaders and non-leaders at this table. Be more relaxed. You were full of vigor on stage just now."

After being told this, Zhao Desan gradually relaxed. This guy was good at observing expressions. During the meal, he respectfully poured wine and toasted the leaders in order of their power, serving the people at this table comfortably.

Throughout the entire dinner, half of the people at the leaders' table were basically drunk to the point of being unconscious. Yu Yinliang had also been toasted with no less than half a jin of white liquor by these people. After the banquet, he was already a bit half-drunk, and even his walking was unsteady. Zhao Desan, however, had a high tolerance for alcohol, and his mind was still clear. Seeing that the Deputy Mayor wanted to go to the restroom, he hurriedly went to support him, accompanied him all the way to the restroom door, stood outside waiting for him to finish, and then respectfully supported him all the way out of the Coal Hotel and onto his private car.

Zhang Ailing and Wang Anguo also followed, standing by the car, smiling and waving to Deputy Mayor Yu, watching his car leave.

Both of them were a bit high from drinking. After Wang Anguo finished drinking, he wanted to do that thing. He said to Zhang Ailing: "Zhang Ju, then I will leave first."

Zhang Ailing nodded, and Wang Anguo climbed into the Deputy Bureau Chief's private car, telling the driver to take him directly to the Junyue International Hotel. In the car, in front of the driver, he called Zhang Xiaoyan and said drunkenly: "Xiao Zhang, come to the Junyue Hotel in a while, and call me when you get to the door... Mm... Correct..."

Li Shanshan supported Zhang Ailing, who had a rosy complexion and a drifting expression, and said with concern: "Zhang Ju, should I send you home or?"

"Xiao Li, you go back first. I've had a bit too much to drink, just opening a room at the Coal Hotel to rest will do," Zhang Ailing instructed drunkenly.

"Then I will help you inside."

Li Shanshan helped Zhang Ailing into the lobby, opened a room, and accompanied her all the way to the room to settle her down before walking out of the Coal Hotel.

She stood at the hotel entrance, looking around for Zhao Desan.

Zhao Desan, thinking of the young married woman Bai Ling who was still sweeping the courtyard, had already taken a taxi to the Bureau.

After the dinner, there was a three-day New Year's holiday. The staff who came out of the hotel went home in twos and threes.

Where did this guy run off to? Li Shanshan searched a circle and didn't find him. She muttered and took out her phone to call him. After dialing, it was busy.

Who is he calling at this time! Li Shanshan muttered, took the phone from her ear in a fit of anger, clutched it in her hand, walked to the roadside, hailed a taxi, and went straight home.

Zhao Desan received a call from Zhang Ailing in the car back to the Bureau. He muttered in his heart, Oh no! That old woman seems to have physiological needs again!

"Zhang Ju, what's wrong?" He answered the phone and asked with a smile.

"Comrade Xiao Zhao, I am in room 512 of the Coal Hotel, come over," Zhang Ailing instructed, leaning on the bed, her complexion rosy, her expression sentimental, her body feeling particularly empty.

"Zhang Ju, you've had too much to drink, why not get some good rest," Zhao Desan said with a chuckle, testing to see if he could get away.

Zhang Ailing turned over, lay on her side, and said drunkenly: "What's wrong? You don't want to come?"

"How could I not want to? Leader, look at what you are saying, I will be there right away," Zhao Desan said with a grin, instructing the driver to turn around and go back to the Coal Hotel.

"Comrade Xiao Zhao, be quick, I'll wait for you after I take a shower." Zhang Ailing's expression was sentimental; she had already fallen into a fantasy of passion. That surging and powerful impact made her climax come in waves after waves. Just thinking about it made her whole body soft and numb. ===== CHAPTER 228 =====