Chapter 204: Shao Jinbo Has Been Driven Mad!

"Shao Jinbo, have you lost your mind!"

Tang Ye's eyes widened.

His eyes filled with fury as he glared at Shao Jinbo.

He had almost—been ambushed by him with a brick!

"I have lost my mind! But that was forced by you!"

Shao Jinbo stood under the dim streetlamp, his teeth chattering as he gnashed them, his eyes staring viciously at Tang Ye.

"You are too vicious! Not only did you cause me to be disciplined, you also caused Xiao Hui to want to break up with me. Today, I must finish you off!"

As he spoke, Shao Jinbo charged fiercely toward Tang Ye again.

Tang Ye's gaze sharpened; spotting the timing, he stepped forward and accurately kicked Shao Jinbo in the shin.

Immediately following that, a heavy punch slammed hard into Shao Jinbo's chin.

In an instant, Shao Jinbo felt his brain go "buzz" and turn blank, and his entire body fell straight down in front of Tang Ye's feet.

Tang Ye slowly squatted down and reached out to grab Shao Jinbo by the collar.

"Shao Jinbo, to be honest, I really should thank you.

If it weren't for your relentless pressure, I wouldn't have endured the humiliation and spent a stifling year at the Old Cadre Bureau;

and I certainly wouldn't have arrived in Pinghu only to sleep four or five hours a day, pouring all my time and energy into my work.

It was you who made me understand that there is too much unfairness in this world; if you want to get ahead, you have to pay a much higher price than others."

Shao Jinbo glared at Tang Ye in anger and roared: "Stop being so smug! You are the one who ruined everything for me, and sooner or later, I will make you pay the price."

Tang Ye seemed to have heard a joke and retorted:

"Did I really ruin you? It is clearly your own blind arrogance and self-righteousness that ruined you.

As a Party member, you have even lost the most basic principles and vigilance.

To tell you the truth, I never considered you a rival from start to finish; we aren't even on the same track. I became a civil servant by passing the Provincial Examination, while you only got in by taking the city exam.

Furthermore, if it weren't for your uncle, would you be where you are today?

I am different; I have to fight for political achievements. Only by producing solid, tangible results do I have a chance to move up."

Shao Jinbo looked at Tang Ye with a face full of resentment.

Clearly, Tang Ye saying he didn't consider him a rival had thoroughly infuriated him.

Shao Jinbo gritted his teeth and said word by word: "I will not lose to you! Don't think you can knock me down just like this. Although I was disciplined, there are still opportunities."

A cold sneer appeared on the corner of Tang Ye's mouth as he mocked: "You don't know how to respect yourself. That fifty thousand yuan will forever be an indelible stain on your resume. Under the protection of your uncle, Secretary Shi, you might be able to move up a little further, but if you want to go any further, with the foundation you have now, it is simply impossible."

Tang Ye's words were too piercing.

He might be able to rise to Section Chief, and if he were lucky, Deputy Division Chief wouldn't be impossible.

But to go any higher, the difficulty would be beyond imagination.

"I will make you regret what you said today!" Shao Jinbo's eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at Tang Ye viciously, like a venomous snake.

Tang Ye couldn't help but laugh, his face carrying a hint of playfulness, "Shao Jinbo, I just love this look of yours—wanting to put me to death, yet having no way to do it.

These emotional reactions of yours are, to me, something of a 'pleasure.'

I am waiting for you to take revenge on me; whether you play a Hidden Plot or set up an Open Conspiracy, I am ready to accompany you at any time.

Come to think of it, I owe it to you for clinging to me like a dog-skin plaster;

you constantly remind me that life is like a game of chess—once a move is made, there is no regret, and not a single step can be wrong."

Shao Jinbo was so angered by these words that his eyes widened in fury, his eye sockets nearly splitting.

Tang Ye, unhurried, took out his phone and quickly dialed Xiao Hui's number.

"Xiao Hui, Shao Jinbo is at my door. He just tried to ambush me, but I've subdued him. You need to come over and take him away immediately, otherwise, I'm going to call the police."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Hui was so anxious she subconsciously stomped her foot, "How can he be so impulsive and so childish!"

Tang Ye sighed lightly and said, "I know you two must have had a conflict; originally, I didn't want to be dragged into it."

Xiao Hui replied helplessly, "Fine, I'm coming over now."

About twenty minutes later, Xiao Hui arrived at the scene with a hurried expression.

Seeing Shao Jinbo slumped on the ground in such a sorry state, she couldn't help but sigh inwardly and said apologetically, "I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

"Take him away." Tang Ye didn't even lift his eyelids; his tone was cold, and after speaking, he turned and walked straight upstairs.

Watching Shao Jinbo's dejected appearance, Xiao Hui's heart softened, and she asked softly, "Why did you have to go and provoke Tang Ye? You can't even beat him."

Shao Jinbo felt as if his heart had been pierced by two more swords!

"In your eyes, am I inferior to him in every way?"

Xiao Hui was silent for a moment, then said slowly, "I don't want to argue with you. Don't waste time here, let's go."

Having said that, she lifted her feet and walked forward.

Shao Jinbo hurriedly grabbed Xiao Hui from behind, and suddenly, with a "thump," he knelt on the ground, begging bitterly:

"Xiao Hui, please, don't break up with me. After this incident, I've completely realized that you are the only one in this world who truly cares about me. I admit I had contact with Shen Sichun before, but that woman just treated me as a tool, and now she's already with someone else."

Xiao Hui turned around, looked at Shao Jinbo kneeling on the ground, sighed helplessly, and said, "I forgive you. I only ask one thing of you: stop targeting Tang Ye in the future. You two are simply not the same kind of people. You keep using him as a benchmark—aren't you tired of living like that?"

Shao Jinbo felt a sudden sense of relief and said hurriedly, "Fine, as long as you don't break up with me, I'll do anything."

Xiao Hui knew Shao Jinbo's temperament clearly.

These words were nothing more than an expedient measure for the moment.

But then again, wasn't her own proposal to break up also a strategy of retreating to advance?

After all, she had invested too much time and emotion in Shao Jinbo, and now that she was twenty-eight, she could no longer afford to lose.

Tang Ye stood on the balcony, witnessing the scene of Shao Jinbo and Xiao Hui reconciling, and sighed helplessly.

These two could certainly be considered a "perfect match"!

Mutual harm, mutual exploitation!

Better than letting them harm others.

Tang Ye turned and returned to the bedroom, took out his laptop, skillfully opened his email, and pulled up a speech draft that Jiang Jing would need tomorrow morning.

Although Jiang Jing had always preferred speaking without a script, out of caution, Tang Ye felt it necessary to have the draft properly prepared.

This draft was written by Wen Rong, and it was evident she had put a lot of effort into it; the overall quality was quite good.

However, after Tang Ye studied it carefully, he still felt that Wen Rong had failed to accurately capture Jiang Jing's unique style.

Consequently, he focused all his attention on revising the draft, and once finished, he replied to Wen Rong's email while also sending her a message, instructing her to make sure the revised draft was ready early tomorrow morning to be submitted to Jiang Jing for review.

Wen Rong had already gone to bed, and upon seeing Tang Ye's instructions, though full of reluctance, she had no choice but to hurriedly crawl out from under the covers and bring out her laptop to receive the file.

One had to admit that the draft, after being revised by Tang Ye, was indeed much better in its overall effect, with clearer logic and wording that was increasingly suited to Jiang Jing's style.

Yet even so, Wen Rong still harbored a ball of fire in her heart.

She found it truly hard to accept Tang Ye's behavior of sending messages in the middle of the night to "torture" her.