Chapter 2389

Zheng Tulu continued to say in a meaningful tone: "Xiao Zhao, you can be considered sensible, punishing yourself with three cups of wine to show respect. For this wine tonight, I want to let all the leaders happily see you off. You shouldn't have resentment in your heart just because the leaders criticized you a few times, you know?"

Zhao Desan nodded with a smile and said: "Director, look at what you said. Tonight you can invite so many leaders to see me off, which makes me feel very honored and flattered. I'm too happy to be happy, how could I have resentment?" As he said this, Zhao Desan raised a cup of wine toward Zheng Tulu and said respectfully: "Director, I, Xiao Zhao, will toast you first, thank you for your care and cultivation of me over the past few years, and for taking time out of your busy schedule tonight to organize so many leaders to see me off. I, Xiao Zhao, am very grateful to you, Director."

Although Zhao Desan looked like he had a sense of gratitude on his face, how could Zheng Tulu not understand that Zhao Desan's cup of wine was filled with resentment? However, he was embarrassed to refuse, so he raised his wine glass, met it, and touched it lightly, smiling gently: "Come, Xiao Zhao, cheers."

"Director, come!" Zhao Desan said politely, and then raised his neck, and the fourth cup of wine went down his stomach.

"Look at you male comrades, don't just focus on drinking, eat some food while drinking. Old Zheng, eat some food. Xiao Zhao, you have drunk four cups, also eat some food. You haven't toasted other leaders yet, don't get drunk." He Liping deliberately delayed Zhao Desan's next cup of wine and diligently picked a peeled crayfish for Zheng Tulu's plate.

Without eating a bite of food, and pouring four cups of wine into his stomach in a row, Zhao Desan really felt a bit uncomfortable, his stomach burning like fire. If he continued to drink like this, he would definitely be drunk by these old guys today and make a fool of himself in front of so many people. Thus, he smiled, picked up his chopsticks and ate a few bites of food, sipped some tea, and in order to delay time for himself, he took out that pack of Baisha cigarettes and distributed them one by one, starting from Zheng Tulu.

Although these leaders accepted Zhao Desan's cigarettes out of face, no one wanted to smoke this kind of ten-yuan-a-pack cigarette, and they all put them on the table one by one.

"Director, shall I light it for you?" Zhao Desan specially got up diligently, leaned over, and held the lighter up to the old guy.

Zheng Tulu waved his hand and said: "Wait a while, wait a while."

"Secretary Zhang, come, shall I light it for you?" Zhao Desan held the lighter up to Secretary Zhang again.

Secretary Zhang shook his head and waved his hand, saying: "My throat has been inflamed recently, I can't smoke."

Among the leaders present, no one lit the cigarette Zhao Desan distributed, so he also took the cigarette he had in his mouth and put it on the table.

Seeing that the atmosphere suddenly became a bit stiff and cold, He Liping smiled and said to Zhao Desan: "Xiao Zhao, you must work hard when you go to the district! You can't lose face for our Provincial Construction Committee. The leaders present here have high expectations for you!"

Zhao Desan nodded with a smile and said: "Definitely, I, Xiao Zhao, will definitely try my best not to let the leaders down." As he spoke, he filled his wine glass again, relaxed for a moment, raised it toward Secretary Zhang, and said politely: "Secretary Zhang, I toast you a cup. Although I don't have much contact with Secretary Zhang usually, Secretary Zhang's humble and kind attitude as a leader is worth my learning for a lifetime. Secretary Zhang, I toast you!" Zhao Desan had almost no contact with this old thing who didn't care about things outside the unit, but he knew that this guy was the kind of person who didn't want to offend anyone. Although he was about to leave, Zhao Desan didn't want to offend these people, so his evaluation of this old guy was very pleasant to hear.

Zhao Desan's flattery made Secretary Zhang, this old thing, feel very useful in his heart. Finally, a kind smile appeared on his face. He raised his wine glass, met it, and said with a smile: "Xiao Zhao, young man, your mentality must be right. You must be good at learning, and you can't always think about climbing up. If your selfishness is too heavy, it will be counterproductive!"

Although this old thing's words were a bit unpleasant, Zhao Desan felt they were the truth. In the government unit full of intrigue, often the people who finally sit at the pinnacle of power are those who look honest usually. The reason is often that these people who don't want to participate in those intrigues and fights are the ones with the deepest city government. The deeper the city government, the further they can go. This is a truth Zhao Desan has realized in the government unit these years.

"Yes, yes, Secretary, what you said makes sense. Come, Secretary, I toast you a cup." Zhao Desan smiled humbly, raised his glass and touched it lightly with the wine glass in the Secretary's hand, and the fifth cup of wine went down his stomach...

During the meal tonight, Zhao Desan kept his posture very low, toasting one by one, starting from Zheng Tulu. At the table, it was finally Lan Mei, the director of the Planning Department, who was the last one. Because of the relationship between the two that was unknown to others, when Zhao Desan toasted her, he felt a little nervous in his heart. Although Lan Mei tried her best to remain calm, from her eyebrows, Zhao Desan could see that she was very nervous and uneasy in her heart.

"Come, Director Lan, I toast you a cup. I worked in Director Lan's Planning Department as soon as I entered the unit. Director Lan, your serious and responsible attitude toward work is worth my learning well. Also, thank you for your unremitting cultivation of young comrades like me. I toast you a cup." Even though he had thousands of words to say to Lan Mei, in such a situation, Zhao Desan could only say some official words.

"I also have to thank you, Xiao Zhao, for your contribution to the Planning Department over the past two years." Lan Mei pretended to be calm and smiled faintly.

The two looked at each other and smiled, the wine glasses in their hands touched lightly, and each raised their necks, and a cup of wine was poured into their stomachs.

Although the atmosphere at the wine table was not as awkward as Zhao Desan imagined, this old fox Zheng Tulu would always point at the mulberry and scold the locust tree from time to time, making Zhao Desan feel very angry in his heart. That night, he didn't know how many cups he had drunk in total. Anyway, in the end, except for He Liping and Lan Mei, who were as sober as usual because they only drank one or two cups symbolically, everyone else at the table was a bit drunk.

It was almost dawn. He Liping saw that everyone at the table was swaying and crumbling, so she suggested that it should end here today. Then she opened a room in a nearby hotel and helped these old things over one by one with Zhao Desan and Lan Mei, and after settling them down, Lan Mei went downstairs in advance.

Just when Zhao Desan and He Liping were talking in the corridor, Zheng Tulu walked over swaying. In front of Zhao Desan, he hugged He Liping's fragrant shoulder and said with a 'hehe' smile: "Liping, let's go, go to my room and chat again?"

Seeing this, Zhao Desan knew that this old fox was drunk and had bad intentions again, so he took the opportunity to wink at He Liping, turned around, and walked quickly into the elevator.

When he went downstairs and walked out of the elevator, he found that Lan Mei had not left, but was sitting on the sofa in the lobby downstairs.

"Director Lan, what are you doing sitting here?" Zhao Desan walked up and asked curiously.

"Waiting for you." Lan Mei said lightly, then stood up and looked at him with a smile.

Zhao Desan felt strange, stunned for a moment, and said with a 'hehe' smile: "What are you waiting for me for?"

"Waiting for you to send me back, can you?" Thinking that Zhao Desan would no longer appear in the Provincial Construction Committee next week, Lan Mei suddenly felt a bit reluctant to part with him and really wanted to stay with him alone.

Looking at the noble and pretty Lan Mei, she exuded a charm that no man could refuse. Zhao Desan originally thought that if he didn't contact her for a long time, the feeling between them would be interrupted, but he was wrong. Because standing in front of her, he suddenly wanted to take her into his arms. Only he could control this cold and stunning young woman, and she was only willing to let him control her.

Thinking that meeting tonight might be a farewell, recalling the first time he met Lan Mei, although he offended this cold and beautiful young woman because he sent a yellow text message to her by mistake, he didn't expect that they could eventually transcend moral boundaries and have that kind of relationship. Some things are really unpredictable. Zhao Desan thought so in his heart, looking at Lan Mei's expectant expression, the deep affection in those dark and bright eyes, he thought for a while, then nodded and agreed, saying: "Okay, it just so happens that I borrowed a car to drive today."

Consequently, Zhao Desan took Lan Mei to the nearby parking lot, got into Ma Lan's Mercedes CLS300, and drove toward Lan Mei's home in the quiet night. ===== CHAPTER 2390 =====