In name only: I will break the chess game in Handong

It's tough on you. You've endured all these years, but you still can't enjoy yourself. It's because of Lao Yi's personality. Once he becomes a vice-provincial level official, he won't allow you to act in his name.

You'll probably never have the chance to experience the treatment of a deputy provincial-level official's wife.

These words resonated deeply with Mao Ya.

"Ouyang is so lucky!"

She was the powerful wife of a Standing Committee member for several years, and even managed to escape unscathed after accepting bribes of hundreds of thousands of yuan…

Hearing Mao Ya's bittersweet tone, Wang Dalu immediately became interested.

"You live in Jingzhou now, and that villa is still empty. Why don't you go and experience it when you have time? How many decades can a person live in a lifetime?"

"When you're older in a few years, you won't feel the same way living here anymore."

"This...isn't this a bit inappropriate?"

Was Mao Ya tempted? Of course!

However, she was a smart woman and knew that everything beautiful had a price, and she was afraid she couldn't afford it.

"There's nothing wrong with it. Houses are for people to live in. Besides, the property certificate isn't in your name. You're just going to stay for a couple of days, so who can say anything?"

"I'm afraid of Lao Yi..."

"Oh well, whatever you want."

The two chatted about other things in their lives, mostly Mao Ya complaining about her husband Yi Xuexi, while Wang Dalu was a great listener!

And so, the two chatted until three in the afternoon.

They then went shopping together, and anyone who didn't know better would have thought they were a married couple.

At 6 PM, Yi Xuexi finished get off work.

The three met again at a private restaurant.

A table full of dishes was nothing to Wang Dalu, but Yi Xuexi started complaining that the food was too wasteful and exceeded the allowed amount.

This made Maoya even more depressed.

It's already past get off work hours, why are you still being so rigid?

“Hey, Mainland, there are way too many dishes. Let’s just order a few. It’s a waste if we can’t finish them.”

Wang Dalu smiled, though a closer look revealed that he was barely able to hold back his smile.

"Studying? It's after get off work hours, a gathering of friends. Forget your identity. I'm not Secretary Yi, and don't complain about the amount of food."

"Even if we can't finish it, ordering more will still make the restaurant money. Don't worry, it won't go to waste; the restaurant will recycle it."

Yi Xuexi wanted to say something more, but Mao Ya, who was standing to the side, couldn't stand it anymore.

Just grab Yi Xuexi directly.

"Old Yi, what are you doing? These are all home-style dishes, not expensive ingredients. You need to separate life from work. When friends get together, happiness should be the most important thing."

These words left Yi Xuexi with no choice but to remain silent.

Soon, Wang Dalu took out several bottles of 53-proof Feitian liquor, which really shocked Yi Xuexi.

"No, the food is already over the limit, we can't drink any more expensive wine!"

Now neither Mao Ya nor Wang Dalu could persuade Yi Xuexi.

Yi Xuexi even got up and went outside the private room to buy two bottles of Jinsha Huisha wine from the owner. Each bottle cost 99 yuan, a price that Yi Xuexi thought was too expensive.

Back in the private room, Wang Dalu's lips twitched as he looked at the two bottles of Jinsha Huisha wine in Yi Xuexi's hand.

Mao Ya was incredibly embarrassed!

“Mainland China, this wine is pretty good, but it costs ninety-nine yuan a bottle, which is unaffordable for ordinary people.”

Wang Dalu kept complaining to himself, he had never drunk such cheap wine before!

Fuming, Wang Dalu decided to give Yi Xuexi a good talking-to.

"Okay, it's fine, I'll drink yours too!"

Soon, Wang Dalu unleashed his full potential, chugging Yi Xuexi glass after glass. After finishing two bottles, he asked the owner to bring in three more.

An hour later, Yi Xuexi was already drowsy and was even stuttering when he spoke.

Chapter 223 Drunk and bewitched by butterflies, green grass on her head

“Mainland China, if you ask me, you businessmen are just hard to deal with. You can just make a little money, but you insist on going back and forth with us cadres to fight for interests.”

"We're all serving the people, so why can't you all accept a loss? Don't you even understand that suffering a loss is a blessing?"

It's said that people speak the truth when they're drunk, and Yi Xuexi is now directly putting his arm around Wang Dalu's shoulder and telling him his "heartfelt words".

These words made Wang Dalu's anger rise sharply. He was a businessman, so he was going to be taken advantage of.

"Let's not talk about that, let's drink!"

Feeling extremely frustrated, Wang Dalu downed a few more cups of Yi Xuexi (a popular Chinese beverage), and he became quite tipsy.

Mao Ya is a smart woman; she knows very well that Wang Dalu is taking this opportunity to get revenge on her husband.

However, Mao Ya was also disappointed with Yi Xuexi's performance, so she decided not to urge him to drink and let Yi Xuexi suffer a loss instead.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Yi Xuexi collapsed completely, snoring loudly, clearly unable to continue. Wang Dalu's face was flushed.

He was secretly pleased with himself. So what if she was a department-level cadre? She was still easily drunk by Wang Dalu.

Time passed by little by little. Mao Ya originally wanted to take Yi Xuexi home, but unfortunately, she couldn't move a single thing!

Fortunately, this restaurant is hotel-style.

After instructing two waitresses, Mao Ya, to escort Yi Xuexi to his room to rest, she then helped the half-drunk Wang Dalu back to his room.

In the elevator, Wang Dalu felt as if he were leaning against a warm embrace, subconsciously thinking it was his secretary. The large hands familiarly climbed up and down, and even squeezed a few times.

Mao Ya's face turned red, but she knew that Wang Dalu was drunk. Why bother arguing with a drunkard?

Upon entering the room, Mao Ya was about to lay Wang Dalu down on the bed when, at that moment, Wang Dalu hooked his arm around Mao Ya's neck and pulled her onto the bed.

"What are you doing!"

As soon as Mao Ya finished speaking, Wang Dalu's lips came close to hers, and for a moment, Mao Ya was stunned.

Wine doesn't intoxicate people; people intoxicate themselves. Zhuangzi dreamed he was a butterfly, but he was also Zhuangzi.

It's common knowledge that a forty-year-old man can have the fighting power of a twenty-eight-year-old after drinking.

Half an hour later, Mao Ya felt the warmth around her and her heart was filled with complex emotions.

The next morning, Wang Dalu woke up, turned around and looked at the person next to him, and his heart sank to the bottom.

He was slightly conscious last night.

Although Mauya is no longer young, she is still alluring.

Wang Dalu indulged himself a little, perhaps to make the best of a mistake, or perhaps to get revenge on Yi Xuexi.

In short, the people around me are now awake.

"What? Pretending not to know me?"

Mao Ya rolled her eyes.

"Don't tell me you were unaware last night; a truly unconscious person couldn't possibly succeed..."

These words left Darren Wang extremely embarrassed.

"Um... Xiaoya, it's my fault for letting you down!"

Mao Ya shook her head.

"We were both wrong... I've been so focused on work all these years that I haven't had this kind of experience in a long time..."

After speaking, Mao Ya looked at Wang Dalu.

Thump thump, their hearts drew closer together.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Yi Xuexi gradually woke up from the hotel bed. At this time, Mao Ya was already dressed and sitting next to him, her face rosy as if she had eaten honey.

"Awake? I told you to tone it down last night, but you wouldn't listen. He's a businessman from the mainland, experienced in social situations. Why did you try to outdrink him?"

In the end, I was the one who cleaned up after him when he got drunk…

When his wife criticized him like that, Yi Xuexi reluctantly accepted it, because he really couldn't drink as much as Wang Dalu.

"By the way, what about the mainland?"

When Wang Dalu was mentioned, Mao Ya looked a little flustered, but she quickly calmed down.

“His secretary came after you got drunk last night and took him away. You and I can’t move him, so we’ll just have to make do in this hotel for the night.”

Yi Xuexi, unsuspecting, retorted, "If you ask me, Wang Dalu did it on purpose. He clearly knows I only like drinking red wine, yet he brought over several bottles of Moutai..."

"Alright, alright, didn't you return the toast with a bottle of liquor that cost only a few dozen yuan?"

Mao Ya clearly didn't want to talk to Yi Xuexi, so Yi Xuexi had no choice but to keep quiet.

After getting up, washing up, and tidying up, Mao Ya and I checked out of the hotel; one went to work, and the other went home.

Friday has arrived in the blink of an eye.

Chen Luo returned to Jingzhou from Lüzhou as usual.

I arrived at the provincial party committee office and had just finished reading some documents when there was a knock on the door.

"Secretary Chen, Minister Yang just called to ask if you have time, she would like to meet with you."

After Liu Mingyu finished speaking, Chen Luo looked up and put down the documents.

"What time?"

"Minister Yang said it's fine anytime, it's up to you, Secretary Chen!"

"Okay, it's nine o'clock in the morning now. I'll be free at noon. I'll have lunch and chat with Minister Yang at the canteen then."

After receiving the reply, Liu Mingyu went to reply to the message.

Time quickly passed to noon.