Chapter 319: It's over! I've caught a disease

Holding a meeting is just like playing soccer; there is a halftime break.

Having held my urine for several hours, when the Secretary-General announced the break, it almost rushed out, and I nearly wet my pants.

Mao Ping next to me was even more miserable, almost sliding to the ground, clutching his "thing" and running out in a panic. Deng Hanyu was calm, as if he had no urge to urinate at all. This guy has good kidney function! I secretly gave him an evaluation.

A man having good kidneys is the guarantee that everything is good! My kidneys are also good; for example, right now, although I had a strong urge to urinate, I wouldn't be as frantic as Mao Ping.

The auditorium with over a thousand people was empty in the blink of an eye.

I followed the flow of people outside. As soon as I stepped out, I was enticed by the smell of cigarettes until my nose was running. The entire open space outside the auditorium was filled with township cadres greedily smoking.

There is a science to smoking; the higher the official, the less they smoke. The lower the official, the more fiercely they smoke. Big officials know smoking hurts the body; small officials know smoking connects feelings.

Before I could even light up, I saw Mao Ping coming over with a miserable face, clutching his legs and twisting in pain.

"Still haven't let it out?" I asked, almost laughing out loud at his appearance.

"Let out my ass! It's all people, one after another holding it up, I can't even insert myself." He smiled bitterly, pointing to the toilet in the distance, "So many people, all letting out water at once, fuck! The scene is magnificent."

"Then just hold it?" I asked with a smile, handing him a cigarette.

He didn't take it and shouted, "Even if this meeting was giving me lobster, I wouldn't have any interest. Hold it? People can die from that, you know."

"You can't squeeze in, so what are you going to do?" I asked, feeling that I couldn't hold it much longer either.

"Can a living person be suffocated by urine?" Mao Ping grabbed me and walked toward the back of the auditorium.

I followed him inexplicably. Walking behind the auditorium and seeing no one around, Mao Ping found a tree, impatiently took out his "thing," and urinated wantonly.

I opened my mouth in astonishment. This guy, not only is he bold, but he's also very fat! I thought, and I also went to take out my "thing."

Just as I was reaching out to take it out, I heard a loud shout, cursing, "Dog-day, can you pee in this place?"

Then I saw an old man, holding a broom, rushing over fiercely.

Mao Ping was scared by him, and his "thing," which was halfway through, quickly braked. He wanted to stuff it back into his pants in a panic, getting urine all over his hands, which made me feel disgusted.

"Which county are you from? Speak." The old man grabbed Mao Ping and wouldn't let him go, looking solemn and inviolable.

Mao Ping wanted to break free, but the old man's grip was too tight, and he didn't dare to hit him, so he shouted at me with a red face, "Why are you still standing there? Help me!"

I quickly took out a cigarette and handed it to the old man respectfully. The old man looked at me, didn't take it, and scolded us, "You are still cadres, urinating everywhere, do you have any quality?"

I quickly said I was sorry and explained that the toilet was too small, there were too many people, and I couldn't hold it anymore.

The old man stared at me and said, "You can't hold it, that's a reason? Why don't you pee in your own house?"

Mao Ping said urgently, "If I were at home, I would have peed in my own house. Holding it like this, people will die, do you know that?"

The old man was unrelenting and said, "Whether people die or not, I don't care. You have to tell me which county you are from; I won't look for you, I'll look for your County Magistrate."

Mao Ping cursed, "So what if you find the County Magistrate? He can manage the sky, he can manage the earth, can he manage me shitting and farting? I'm telling you, let go!"

"I won't! Do you dare to hit me?" The old man looked at Mao Ping with contempt, a mocking smile appearing on his face.

After all, he is a cleaner for the Municipal Committee, a person who is three ranks higher than an official. As the saying goes, a servant of the prime minister is a seventh-rank official!

Mao Ping was grabbed by his clothes by an old cleaner, looking extremely embarrassed, unable to break free, and sweating from his forehead.

Just as they were arguing, a voice suddenly shouted, "Let go first."

Then I saw Guo Wei walking out of a door leisurely.

He is at the County Committee leader level and has a special restroom, so he doesn't have to squeeze into the big toilet with us.

Before Guo Wei went to Chunshan County, he had been in the Municipal Committee, so he naturally had the "cadre flavor" that Mao Ping and I dared not hope for.

Sure enough, the old cleaner reluctantly let go at his shout and instead accompanied him with a smile, saying, "Leader, they are peeing here."

"If they pee, they pee, it's just fertilizing the trees, what's the big deal?" Guo Wei said seriously, looking like a big leader of the Municipal Committee, impossible to look up to.

The old cleaner had to laugh dryly and left with his broom.

Once he was gone, Guo Wei smiled, "You're in such a hurry to pee, why didn't you go inside?"

Mao Ping was still angry, having suffered a bellyful of grievances for peeing, and was looking for a place to vent, so he cursed, "Is that a place we can go? We are just small cadres from the countryside, coming to this place, and still being bullied by a cleaner, motherfucker."

"There aren't many people in the toilet inside." Guo Wei said, his demeanor appearing arrogant, but his tone was very aggrieved.

"I won't go, I don't dare to go." Mao Ping said bitterly, and started to take out his "thing" again, cursing as he took it out, "I fuck his grandmother, I was halfway through, and I had to hold it back. If I get prostatitis from holding it, who's responsible? I've already been bullied, if I don't finish peeing, I'll be wronged to death."

As he said this, he took out his "thing" and aimed it at the tree. After a long time, he finally urinated a little bit.

"It's over! I've caught a disease. The urine was scared away, I can't pee anymore." He lamented, looking at his "thing" for a long time, and looked at me with a mournful face.

"Get out of here, aren't you disgusting?" I laughed and scolded him, "Your hands are still covered in urine. Fuck!"

We deliberately disgusted Guo Wei, leaving him standing on the side feeling extremely awkward.

He is now a County Committee cadre, we are township cadres, he is a high-class person, we are still "earth-eight-roads" (local guerrillas). We "earth-eight-roads," our quality is just like this, like it or not!

Guo Wei really couldn't stand our teasing, smiled and said, "The meeting is about to start, I'll go in first."

"Have a safe trip, County Magistrate Guo!" Mao Ping shouted deliberately at Guo Wei's back.

Guo Wei stopped, hesitated for a moment, but finally didn't turn around.

I didn't miss the opportunity to say, "Secretary Guo, He Jiaxiao is coming back."

I was consciously calling him that on purpose. Before the official document from the Organization Department was issued, Guo Wei was still our Suxi Town Secretary, not the Deputy County Magistrate of Chunshan County.

Guo Wei clearly froze for a moment, and I saw his back shake. In the blink of an eye, he returned to calm. He didn't turn around and said, "What does his return have to do with me?"

After saying that, he walked straight away. Mao Ping and I looked at each other under the tree and laughed happily.

Turning to the entrance of the auditorium, I saw cadres entering one after another. Deng Hanyu was looking around anxiously by the door, seemingly looking for someone.

Seeing us, he rushed over, pulled Mao Ping to the side, and said in a muffled voice, "Is it all done?"

I pretended not to hear and left them to walk into the auditorium.

Deng Hanyu was asking Mao Ping; his carefully prepared recommendation letter was now ready to be used.

Deng Hanyu never dreamed that his carefully planned recommendation letter had already been flushed down the sewer by me, drifting across the ocean.

I smiled comfortably, found my seat from before, sat down, closed my eyes, and prepared to enjoy the hypnosis of the leaders on stage.

Before long, Deng Hanyu and the others came over. Mao Ping squeezed past me and deliberately squeezed my hand. I opened my eyes to see, and he was winking and smiling at me.

Looking at Guo Wei's head in front, I found that his back was no longer as straight as it had been all morning, and seemed to have withered.

The Secretary-General announced that the meeting would continue, and Secretary Chen took the stage again to give his report.

I suddenly felt a vibration at my waist, took out my phone, and saw a text message from Xuelai.

"Brother Chen, you came to the meeting without telling me? I'll come to your room tonight to sit for a while!"

I was shocked and looked up at Deng Hanyu and Mao Ping. They didn't notice my abnormality and were still listening to the report seriously.

Xuelai does what she says; in her hotel, it's easier for her to find my room than to eat a popsicle.

But what if Huang Weiwei comes tonight? If they run into each other, how should I explain it?

A sense of frustration surged up, and I suddenly felt as if an iron weight was hanging between my legs, so heavy that I couldn't breathe, and only then did I remember that I hadn't peed yet.

Once I thought about peeing, I couldn't hold it anymore. Ignoring the eyes of the surrounding cadres, I hunched my back, lowered my head, and slipped out of the venue.

I'll pee first! I thought viciously. ===== CHAPTER 320 =====