Chapter 724

Now that Xu Daomao had power, how could he not be thinking of ways to retaliate against him? Thinking of ways to fix him?

In any case, if he himself had power, he would definitely discipline people like Cao Cao Weiguo, Xu Daomao, and Liu Haizhong who had offended him.

Thinking this way, Yi Yi Zhonghai became even more flustered. By accident, the file sliced a cut into his hand. It hurt so much that he grimaced, cursing his bad luck under his breath. When a person is down on their luck, even drinking cold water makes their teeth ache, and even passing gas makes them trip over their own heels.

The golden sun sank in the west, and the red clouds filled the sky.

After getting off work, a jubilant Xu Daomao greeted a group of people, and they swarmed into the state-run restaurant.

For such a big happy event, Xu Daomao naturally had to celebrate properly and show off properly.

Xu Daomao didn't just invite Cao Cao Weiguo; he also invited Factory Director Li, Deputy Factory Director Xue, the Security Section Chief, the Propaganda Section Chief, the Canteen Director, and a host of other leading cadres. Except for a few who had business and couldn't come, almost all the cadres at the section level or above in the factory who could come, did. With so many people, the cost of this one meal would be at least half a month's or even a month's salary. It was clear just how happy Xu Daomao was in his heart.

At the wine table, Xu Daomao's face was glowing red. After a few glasses of wine, he began to get carried away, holding his glass and bragging loudly, which made Zhao Meihong and the others hold back their laughter, as if they were watching a monkey show.

If it weren't for the sake of those little goldfishes, Factory Director Li would have really liked to give this useless thing a few slaps. This Xu Daomao was his recommendation, so he bore his mark. Everyone would think that this Xu Daomao was his man. If Xu Daomao made a fool of himself, that was making a fool of him, the leader, and letting Deputy Factory Director Xue and the others have a laugh at his expense.

Seeing that Xu Daomao was getting more and more drunk and saying whatever came to his mind without a filter, Factory Director Li found an excuse and left in a hurry. Once the leader left, the drinking party was basically over, and everyone stood up to say their goodbyes and head home, which made Xu Daomao feel a bit unhappy. He hadn't finished talking yet, so why was everyone leaving? It was a waste of this table full of good wine and food.

"Leader, could I take a moment of your time? I have something I'd like to discuss with you."

Cao Cao Weiguo had reached the bicycle parking area at the entrance of the restaurant and had just unlocked his "Twenty-Eight" bicycle when Zhao Meihong walked to his side, accompanied by a waft of fragrance.

"Director Zhao, what is it?"

Hanging the bike lock on the back seat, Cao Cao Weiguo asked with a warm smile.

Zhao Meihong said softly, "It's too chaotic with people coming and going at the entrance. Let's talk as we walk."

"Alright then."

Cao Cao Weiguo pushed his "Twenty-Eight" bicycle in front, and Zhao Meihong pushed her ladies' bicycle half a step behind.

After turning into the alley, Zhao Meihong quickened her pace to reach Cao Cao Weiguo's side: "Leader, I heard that Director Wang of the Red Star Guesthouse has been transferred. Do you think you could transfer me over there?"

Cao Cao Weiguo asked in confusion: "Why do you want to go to the guesthouse? Are things not going smoothly at the canteen?"

Zhao Meihong found an excuse: "Leader, there is too much to do at the canteen, the tasks are too heavy, and I know my own abilities are insufficient..."

In reality, from Ma Liang to the cooks, the staff canteen was full of Cao Cao Weiguo's confidants. She was purely a vase in the staff canteen who had no say. If things continued like this, even if she worked until retirement, she wouldn't be able to achieve

any results. She was unwilling to remain a vase forever, to remain a small canteen director. She wanted to continue climbing upward, so she had to change to a position where she could display her abilities.

"Leader, please help me."

Suddenly, Zhao Meihong let go of her bicycle and grabbed the caught-off-guard Cao Cao Weiguo.

"Director Zhao, what are you doing? Have you had too much to drink?"

The "Twenty-Eight" bicycle had already fallen to the side, and Cao Cao Weiguo, face flushed, tried to push Zhao Meihong away.

Zhao Meihong held his arms tightly and wouldn't let go: "Leader, Gao Yi and I have already divorced. I am a free woman now. If you help me, I will always remember your kindness."

Cao Cao Weiguo lowered his head. The weather was sultry, and Zhao Meihong was wearing a floral shirt. Following the open collar, the scenery inside was in full view, making one's nostrils heat up involuntarily...

Study hard, make progress every day... Facing the sugar-coated bullet, Cao Cao Weiguo hurriedly recited in his heart, trying his best to suppress the wild thoughts growing in his heart.

Cao Cao Weiguo looked troubled: "Director Zhao, Comrade Zhao Meihong, you, what are you doing? You must have had too much to drink. Let's talk things over properly."

Zhao Meihong blew air against Cao Cao Weiguo's neck: "Leader, just help me. I really don't want to go through the rest of my life in such a muddled, lonely way."

Cao Cao Weiguo trembled: "Comrade Zhao Meihong, what is it you want? Let's talk about it properly, don't be handsy."

Zhao Meihong said with seductive eyes: "Leader, I want you. I've liked you for a long time. I know I've been married and am not worthy of you, but I just like you. Now that I'm divorced, I have no attachments. I want to boldly pursue love, boldly pursue the future..."

Facing Zhao Meihong's fiery gaze, Cao Cao Weiguo was certain that this Zhao Meihong had "had too much to drink." He steeled himself and pulled out his oppressed arm: "Comrade Zhao Meihong, you've had too much to drink. Calm down. Let's talk about whatever it is another day, alright?"

Zhao Meihong grew anxious. She grabbed Cao Cao Weiguo's hand and pressed it directly onto a large snow-capped mountain: "Cao Cao Weiguo! Why are you so stubborn? Are you truly serious or just pretending? I haven't had too much to drink! I haven't had too much to drink! Every word I say comes from the bottom of my heart. Do you want me to rip my heart out and show it to you?"

What should be done?

This woman was plotting against him!

How could it be like this?

Cao Cao Weiguo: "Comrade Zhao Meihong, you still say you haven't had too much to drink? The heart is on the left side."

"You!"

Zhao Meihong was furious. She grabbed his hand and moved it to the other side: "Is this right now! Cao Cao Weiguo! I've gone this far! I've risked it all! Am I really that beneath you? Do you despise me that much?"

Cao Cao Weiguo said miserably: "Comrade Zhao Meihong, your kindness is... hey, hey! Don't!"

Where there is oppression, there is resistance!

If a tiger doesn't show its power, do you think Laozi is a sick cat?

"Hmm!"

Facing the enemy's attack, Cao Cao Weiguo rose up to resist.

How could a dignified, hot-blooded man be beaten passively!

In the quiet, deep alley, two wild cats were frightened and turned to run far away.

One cat turned its head and meowed twice: "Detestable big monkey! Not going home in the middle of the night, occupying my territory to fight! So detestable! So angry! Meow meow!"

After a shocking battle, Zhao Meihong began to beg for surrender and peace.

But is this a battle you can fight whenever you want? And make peace whenever you want?

Wouldn't I, a man surnamed Cao, have no face if that were the case?

You monster!

Face the gale!

I don't know how much time passed, but the battle in the deep night alley was completely decided.

Zhao Meihong was crushed, defeated, and raised the white flag of shame high.

Zhao Meihong, who had been so aggressive and launched a surprise attack just a short while ago, was now sitting on the ground, looking as if she had been beaten silly.

Looking at Cao Cao Weiguo, this guy was leaning against the wall, standing carelessly, and lit a cigarette to smoke.

"I'll send you home."

After finishing the cigarette, Zhao Meihong had recovered a bit of strength and stood up shakily.

Zhao Meihong gave Cao Cao Weiguo a resentful look: "You don't know how to cherish the fair sex at all. Even though I was the one who initiated it, you shouldn't have tormented me to death. I said I didn't want any more, and you still did that. Now you're acting like a good person; I don't even care anymore. I can walk by myself."

Cao Cao Weiguo walked up to tidy Zhao Meihong's clothes and helped up her Flying Pigeon bicycle: "Alright, it's dark and unsafe on the road. I'll take you. We can chat about your work on the way."

Zhao Meihong was secretly happy in her heart, thinking that her idea was indeed correct.

Hard work pays off; her efforts were not in vain.

Zhao Meihong did not refuse. She braced herself and pushed her bicycle out of the remote and deep alley. It was fortunate that this alley was remote and deep enough; otherwise, with such a big commotion, wouldn't it have attracted a crowd of onlookers?

Out of the pitch-black alley, there were few pedestrians left on the empty street. The two rode their bicycles side by side. Cao Cao Weiguo did not do the kind of thing where one pulls up their pants and refuses to acknowledge the debt. He promised to put in effort for Zhao Meihong's work, but he didn't make any firm guarantees, only saying that whether it would succeed or not depended on heaven's will...