Chapter 567: Choosing Tang Ye as a Teammate!

The training session at the Provincial Party School officially began.

After Tang Ye took on the role of Executive Deputy County Magistrate, he vigorously rectified the departments under his charge and launched several measures; through a few "first fires," he made those below him feel immense awe and fear.

Even when Tang Ye was not in Suiyuan, there was no need to worry about being excluded from the center of power.

When encountering urgent matters, Tang Ye's nod was still required.

Since the study was to be closed-off for a month and one could not leave Qiongjin without authorization except on weekends, Du Xi specifically bought a very large suitcase for Tang Ye.

Looking at the neatly folded clothes inside, Tang Ye felt a deep sense of warmth in his heart.

A knock sounded at the door, and Tang Ye walked over to open it.

Standing outside the door was a woman dressed formally with delicate features, her every gesture exuding an air of solemnity.

Tang Ye recognized her and greeted her with a smile: "Dong District Chief, hello."

Dong Miaoying smiled and said: "For this training session, Hanzhou arranged for both of us to attend, so I came to find you to get acquainted. Is it convenient to come in?"

Tang Ye invited her with a smile: "Please come in, the room is a bit messy, excuse the clutter."

Dong Miaoying looked at the various clothes and the four-piece bedding set arranged in categories on the bed, and smiled: "County Magistrate Tang, your standards for living are quite high!"

Tang Ye gave a helpless, bitter smile: "The hygiene at the Provincial Party School is actually done very well, but she feels that only by changing into one's own bedsheets and pillowcases can one feel at ease."

Dong Miaoying praised: "I can tell, your wife is very thoughtful toward you."

She picked up a book nearby and said with pleasant surprise: "I have also been reading *1587, A Year of No Significance* recently."

Tang Ye secretly thought Dong Miaoying was quite good at building rapport, and said: "I bought this book a long time ago but never had the time to flip through it; studying at the Party School recently, I finally have the time to read it properly."

Dong Miaoying closed the book and looked at Tang Ye calmly: "Suiyuan has changed significantly over this past half year."

Tang Ye knew Dong Miaoying was from the Dong Family of Suiyuan, and said with a smile: "Although District Chief Dong is outside of Suiyuan, you are still constantly concerned about Suiyuan's development!"

Dong Miaoying took the opportunity to get to the point: "Regarding the ancestral hall demolition matter earlier, I spoke to Tianbao many times; there were quite a few twists and turns in the middle, which created trouble for the local economic development, and I feel quite bad about it."

Tang Ye said with a smile: "When an individual faces a choice between family interests and the people's interests, it is indeed a dilemma. District Chief Dong is a qualified Party member, and the choice the Dong Family ultimately made was correct; I believe you must have contributed quite a bit behind the scenes."

Although it was only their first contact, Dong Miaoying discovered that Tang Ye's emotional intelligence was indeed very high.

In just a few words, he had dissolved the resentment she had been harboring.

It seemed that a person being able to rise so quickly and having constant opportunities was closely related to his ability.

Dong Miaoying smiled and said: "I am relieved that you think this way."

Tang Ye smiled: "District Chief Dong, do you have any plans later? Shall we go eat together?"

Dong Miaoying smiled: "I have an appointment with a few classmates; if you don't have other plans, why don't you join us!"

Party School training activities inevitably involve dinner social engagements; this was a good opportunity to get to know each other, cultivate relationships, and expand one's circle!

Tang Ye was unsure if Dong Miaoying's invitation was sincere, so he smiled and declined: "I won't join; it's a gathering of people you know, and I don't know any of them, that would be too presumptuous!"

Dong Miaoying laughed in spite of herself: "You are overthinking it. They are all people with high alcohol tolerance, and I can't drink much; I heard your tolerance is very good, so I wanted to pull you in as reinforcements."

Tang Ye joked: "So it's a fierce battle, then I have to consider it even more."

Dong Miaoying glared at Tang Ye: "Refusal is not allowed; you finish tidying up, I'll come find you later."

In the evening, a small gathering was held at a restaurant near the Provincial Party School.

Dong Miaoying was well-liked; out of a class of thirty, fifteen came. During the meal, a County Magistrate from Runzhou named Zhang Yajun deliberately provoked a drinking battle.

Although Zhang Yajun was an official in Runzhou, he was a native of Huaibei and had a very high alcohol tolerance; he clinked a large glass with Dong Miaoying and downed a full cup.

Dong Miaoying became tipsy on the spot, a peach-blossom-like flush appearing on her cheeks.

Seeing Zhang Yajun still provoking, Tang Ye felt he had to step out to maintain Hanzhou's face.

"Waiter, open the two bottles of Wuliangye I brought; this glass is too small, bring the largest glasses you have."

The restaurant quickly brought a large glass; each glass could hold a jin, even more substantial than a large beer mug.

Zhang Yajun was instantly dumbfounded upon seeing such a large glass.

Tang Ye held the glass and said with a smile, "County Magistrate Zhang, just now you had a drink with our District Chief Dong; as a matter of courtesy, I should also toast you. I will finish this glass first as a sign of respect!"

Seeing Tang Ye being so fierce, Dong Miaoying became a bit anxious.

She knew Tang Ye's alcohol tolerance was not bad, but a glass the size of a draft beer mug really looked a bit frightening.

Subconsciously, she used her hand to tug at the corner of Tang Ye's clothes.

Tang Ye winked at Dong Miaoying and, with a *glug-glug*, poured the half-kilogram of Wuliangye directly into his stomach.

The alcohol went down his throat, burning hot, and flowed into his abdomen, as if a flame were igniting.

Others began to jeer, "Good!"

Afterward, they all looked toward Zhang Yajun, appearing as if they were watching a good show.

Zhang Yajun had always been invincible at the drinking table; he had not expected to encounter a reckless greenhorn who didn't fear for his life when drinking.

Suddenly, he was in a difficult position!

He gritted his teeth, raised his neck, and drank the jin of alcohol down.

His alcohol tolerance was over a jin, which was already a high tolerance in the eyes of ordinary people, and it was enough for most occasions.

But he hadn't expected that at the start, under Tang Ye's pressure, his "health bar" would be wiped out immediately.

Zhang Yajun's face instantly turned blood-red, and large beads of sweat broke out.

Dong Miaoying had drunk some alcohol and felt a bit feverish, but she was still very clear-headed; Tang Ye felt Zhang Yajun was deliberately provoking and was trying his best to protect her, making her feel warm inside.

Dong Miaoying called the waiter, "Hurry and bring some staple food to line their stomachs."

The waiter quickly brought the food. Tang Ye ate two bites of rice and drank some soup, suppressing the alcohol fumes and recovering some of his vitality.

As for Zhang Yajun, although he hadn't collapsed, he sat limply in his seat, staring blankly at the ceiling, occasionally exhaling alcohol fumes.

He liked to drink fast, often starting with two-tael glasses, adopting a rapid-combat mode to cleanly finish off his opponent in two or three glasses.

But this was the first time he had encountered someone who started with a full bottle!

Zhang Yajun secretly thought that Tang Ye was using a strategy of "killing a thousand enemies while suffering eight hundred losses."

Tang Ye surely could not hold on anymore either.

However, Tang Ye made a slight adjustment, then picked up his wine glass and toasted everyone one by one.

Seeing that he was as if nothing had happened, the crowd was all stunned.

Those who had originally thought about kicking Tang Ye while he was down all withdrew their intentions, not daring to step forward to pester him for drinks.

Dong Miaoying felt that inviting Tang Ye to accompany her today was truly a wise move; choosing Tang Ye as a teammate provided a full sense of security!