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

"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 complicated 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, I'm so sorry!"

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, very experienced in social situations. Why did you try to outdrink him?"

In the end, I was always the one who cleaned up after 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 mainland China?"

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 favor 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 to meet with you."

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

"When?"

"Minister Yang said anytime is fine, 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 a reply, Liu Mingyu went to reply to the message.

Time quickly passed to noon.

When Chen Luo arrived at the cafeteria, he saw Yang Yanhua, a senior student, sitting on a chair waiting for him from afar.

Liu Mingyu tactfully went to get food for Chen Luo, while Chen Luo sat down next to Yang Yanhua.

The staff around the area voluntarily made way for them.

"You won't be upset that I asked you to talk in the cafeteria, will you?"

"Hey, it doesn't matter where you say it, it's not a big deal."

Yang Yanhua smiled and then got straight to her point.

"Here's the thing, Hua Hua has been on secondment to your Political and Legal Affairs Commission's Supervision Office for almost half a year. After all, her connections are still with the Procuratorate. Why don't you just arrange for Hua Hua to be transferred to the Supervision Office?"

Chen Luo thought about it and realized it wasn't a big deal.

"That's easy, but senior, Lin Huahua is currently at the section chief level, right? Is it a lateral transfer or...?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Yanhua shook her head.

"No rush. Hua Hua is only in her early twenties. Her abilities still need to be developed gradually. It's not a good thing to push her up now. Let's wait another year."

"Okay, I'll have Mingyu take care of it."

Just then, Liu Mingyu brought Chen Luo his meal. The food at the provincial party committee canteen was quite plentiful.

"These are all minor matters. What I really wanted to ask is, junior, do you know any talented young people like Mingyu?"

Hua Hua is almost thirty.

Her parents are busy with work and don't have time to take care of her. As her aunt, I can't just watch her stay single, can I?

Chen Luo understood; so that was the reason.

"Senior, I won't lie to you."

There really aren't any suitable candidates right now. Well then, we're going to be bringing in a batch of talent soon, right? Let me see if the Political and Legal Affairs Commission has any suitable candidates.

Of course, this is something we don't know very well...

"Sigh! Let's take another look."

These days everyone says there are more men than women.

But when it comes to the actual matchmaking market, outstanding men are highly sought after, and it's really not easy to find one!

The two started chatting about everyday things, and the meal lasted for half an hour before ending.

Meanwhile, at Gyeongju International Airport.

Li Dakang waited excitedly at the arrival gate.

Today is the day his ex-wife Ouyang Qing and daughter Li Jiajia returned to China. Li Dakang has not seen his daughter for several years, and it would be a lie to say he is not nervous.

As he paced back and forth at the arrival gate, his secretary, Xiao Jin, watched anxiously from the side.

Finally, at 1:14 PM, Ouyang Qing, wearing sunglasses, appeared in Li Dakang's sight first.

Then a young woman in her mid-twenties followed closely behind, dragging a suitcase. She was Li Dakang's daughter, Li Jiajia!