Chapter 4418: You're not wrong, this is the men's restroom

Zhao Desan watched Han Hongmei sway her slender figure out of the office. He had intended to talk to her about the new rural construction work, but seeing that it was getting late, he decided to just talk about it tomorrow.

At 7:30 PM, at the most luxurious Shenlong Hotel in Shenlong Town, Han Hongmei led a group of town government leaders into the hotel and stepped into the VIP private room on the second floor. The man Zhao Desan had met in Han Hongmei's office earlier that day was among them; he cast a few thoughtful glances at Zhao Desan.

Several people ushered Zhao Desan into the private room and invited him to sit in the seat facing the door. Officialdom has a rich drinking culture; not only are there various excuses for drinking, but there are also specific requirements for seating. Usually, the person with the highest rank sits in the guest-of-honor position—the seat facing the door where Zhao Desan was now sitting. Sitting beside Zhao Desan were Town Committee Secretary Han Hongmei and the Deputy Town Mayor. According to rank, Han Hongmei sat on Zhao Desan's right. Several people sat around a large round table. These old hands in officialdom were very good at creating an atmosphere, laughing and joking loudly, welcoming Zhao Desan to Shenlong Town to supervise work.

Han Hongmei introduced the people accompanying them to Zhao Desan one by one. Zhao Desan nodded and shook hands with them. These men holding high positions in Shenlong Town were all a bunch of old fogies. The man who had "deep hatred" for Zhao Desan turned out to be the Deputy Town Mayor. When Zhao Desan shook hands with him, he took a few meaningful looks at him—tiger eyes, a hooked nose, having spent decades in officialdom, he gave off an aura of majestic oppression. Seeing Zhao Desan looking at him, and now knowing he was a leader from above, he immediately seemed like a different person, smiling respectfully at Zhao Desan.

Town Mayor Qi, who had been away for a meeting, learned that Zhao Desan had come to the town to supervise work. Because of the previous incident, Zhao Desan hadn't pursued it too much. As soon as the banquet started, Town Mayor Qi rushed from outside to the hotel, pushed open the private room door, and said with a smile: "Sorry, I'm late." As he spoke, he walked up to Zhao Desan, extended his hand, and said enthusiastically: "Welcome, welcome! Welcome, District Mayor Zhao, to our Shenlong Town to supervise work."

Zhao Desan extended his hand for a symbolic handshake, pointed to an empty seat, and said: "Old Qi, sit down!"

The most active person at the table was Town Mayor Qi. He ordered the waiter to bring nine stemmed glasses and several bottles of Xiao Hu Tu Shen, filling each glass with liquor one by one.

Zhao Desan looked at the transparent liquid in the stemmed glass, and his stomach felt a bit queasy. Two nights ago in Beijing, he had drunk so much with Minister Wang that now, seeing alcohol, his stomach felt nauseous. He frowned and said: "Can we not drink tonight?"

Hearing Zhao Desan say this, the table full of people wouldn't let him off. Town Mayor Qi laughed and said: "District Mayor Zhao, that won't do. Besides, others might not know your drinking capacity, District Mayor Zhao, but I do. You aren't looking down on drinking with us local leaders, are you?"

Zhao Desan was left speechless by Town Mayor Qi's words, as if not drinking meant he looked down on these local leaders. Zhao Desan smiled helplessly, raised his glass, and drank with these local government leaders. Because he was a cadre from above, he naturally became the target for everyone to toast. Back and forth, Zhao Desan drank quite a bit. After drinking the toast from one person, he had to drink the toasts from others. After three rounds of drinks and five courses of food, Zhao Desan's head was spinning, and he said somewhat drunkenly: "You all keep drinking; I'll be right back."

Zhao Desan walked toward the restroom, dizzy and unsteady on his feet. The Shenlong Hotel was the designated dining spot for the town's various government units; usually, few walk-in customers came to such a high-end hotel to eat. The entire second floor was empty, with only two private rooms having guests. Zhao Desan swayed all the way to the restroom, unbuckled his belt, pulled out his "big guy," and started to "hiss..." to release water. Having drunk a stomach full of alcohol, the long-held urine was finally released. An indescribable sense of relief rippled through his entire body, and Zhao Desan's body couldn't help but shiver.

Vaguely, he felt someone standing behind him. It wasn't strange for others to be in the restroom; perhaps it was a guest from the next private room. But Zhao Desan felt the person behind him standing perfectly still, like his personal bodyguard, which suddenly gave Zhao Desan a chill down his back. This made the dazed Zhao Desan feel suspicious, so he turned around to take a glance. When he turned and saw the person behind him, his strange expression froze instantly. He hurriedly raised his hand to rub his blurry eyes hard, thinking he was hallucinating. But when his vision cleared, he found the scene remained unchanged. He actually saw that the person standing behind him was... was... was Shenlong Town Committee Secretary Han Hongmei.

Zhao Desan sobered up a bit instantly, looking at Han Hongmei in a panic, and said: "Secretary Han, it's you?"

Zhao Desan felt the atmosphere become very awkward and hurriedly smiled, saying: "Secretary Han, look, I'm so drunk I even went to the wrong restroom and ran into the women's restroom. I'm really sorry." As he spoke, Zhao Desan walked toward the door in a panic. Due to his nervousness, he even forgot to zip up his pants.

Just then, Han Hongmei grabbed Zhao Desan's arm and said softly: "District Mayor Zhao, you didn't go to the wrong place. This is indeed the men's restroom."

"Ah?" Hearing Han Hongmei's words, Zhao Desan's face showed shock, and his heart was instantly in chaos. He thought, *Since Han Hongmei knows this is the men's restroom, why would she dare to barge in? What is she trying to do? *

Having had a few drinks, Han Hongmei's gaze was somewhat blurry as she examined Zhao Desan's body. When she saw Zhao Desan's lower half, a fiery gaze emerged from her dark, bright, beautiful eyes, undisguisedly harboring greedy wildness.

Zhao Desan felt Han Hongmei's gaze was strange. Following her gaze, he looked down and realized his zipper wasn't zipped, and that thing of his hadn't been fully tucked away, exposing half of it. Having his naked treasure stared at so directly by this mature woman made Zhao Desan feel somewhat awkward. He hurriedly tucked the disobedient thing back in and zipped up his pants. The atmosphere of a lone man and woman in the restroom was very awkward, giving Zhao Desan a suffocating feeling. He hurriedly smiled awkwardly and said: "Secretary Han, do you need something?"

"District Mayor Zhao, you..." Han Hongmei stammered, her fiery gaze fixed on Zhao Desan's eyes, her charming body swaying back and forth on the spot, as if she might fall at any moment.

Suddenly, Zhao Desan saw Han Hongmei swaying as if she were about to fall. In a panic, he grabbed her arm, which was as white as a lotus root, and pulled her delicate, soft body into his arms. Instantly, a faint, lingering body scent mixed with intoxicating alcohol hit his nose. Zhao Desan's mind was already fragile from the alcohol, and now, tempted by this charming scent, he felt even more unsteady.

Zhao Desan only felt that the person in his arms was incredibly soft. A warm breath hit his neck, warm and itchy, and a strange feeling instantly spread throughout his entire body. He looked at Han Hongmei in his arms and saw that her cheeks were flushed with a fire-like redness, which spread all the way to her fair neck, as if pink rouge had been applied to a snow-white swan neck, giving her an intoxicated, charming look.

That night, Han Hongmei was wearing an apricot-yellow casual jacket with a milky-white thin sweater underneath. Her delicate body was held tightly by Zhao Desan. The low-cut thin sweater was forced open, revealing a glimpse of spring that was somewhat dazzling to Zhao Desan, causing his fiery gaze to involuntarily and greedily peek through the snow-white cleavage at the fair, pink, and tender breasts deep inside. ===== CHAPTER 4419 =====