Out of control and sinking

Chapter 54 Rongcheng was outmaneuvered
Bo Ye glanced at her briefly before looking away, staring at Rong Cheng, who was all smiles, his mind filled with the image of her red-rimmed eyes.

It's obvious that she's been wronged here.

The man's thin lips were slightly pursed, and his dark eyes were as cold as ice.

"Mayor Zou, please have a seat." Rong Cheng made arrangements and personally helped Mayor Zou to sit in the main seat.

Mayor Zou: "This isn't right, Xiao Rong. I remember this is your seat."

"I think I'd better change my seat."

Rong Cheng panicked immediately: "This won't do, Mayor Zou. There's no reason for you to sit in the guest seats."

"Please sit here, I'll go sit downstairs."

Then he sat down directly next to Bo Ye.

Isn't that a coincidence?

Seeing that they had all sat down, the director wiped his sweat and sat down as well.

After exchanging pleasantries, Rong Cheng poured himself a full glass of baijiu, then stood up and raised it to Mayor Zou with both hands.

"Mayor, I'd like to propose a toast to you."

Mayor Zou laughed heartily: "Good."

He picked up his glass, but showed no intention of drinking.

Rongcheng, on the contrary, was excited and drank it all in one go.

"Mayor, I drank it all."

Mayor Zou then apologized, "Xiao Rong, I suddenly remembered that I took cephalosporin this morning, so I can't drink alcohol today. I'm really sorry."

Rong Cheng quickly said, "It's alright, it's alright. Taking cephalosporins and drinking alcohol can kill people. Mayor Zou, please don't drink alcohol."

"And this wine..." Mayor Zou said meaningfully.

Rong Cheng replied without hesitation, "I'll drink it for you."

After saying that, he poured himself another glass and gulped it down.

Mayor Zou laughed heartily and praised, "You have a good capacity for alcohol."

"Thank you very much."

"Don't be so polite with me, Mayor," Rong Cheng said. "I..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mayor Zou changed the subject: "Oh, look at my memory! How can I not toast Director Zhang first when I'm here to tag along?"

Director Zhang just heard him say that he drank cephalosporin, and he was so scared that his shoulders trembled.

"No, no, no, Mayor Zou... it's an honor for me to have you here." Director Zhang stammered, sweating profusely, unable to speak properly.

Mayor Zou smiled and said, "That won't do. Even guests should act like guests."

Then he looked at Rong Cheng and said, "Little Rong, you have a good alcohol tolerance, why don't you drink a few glasses with Director Zhang for me?"

Do you think this will work?

Before the two arrived, it was Director Zhang who accompanied Rong Cheng.

The entire private room had to be mindful of Rong Cheng's mood.

After the two arrived, the atmosphere suddenly changed.

The female celebrities present exchanged glances, knowing that this was an important person, and dared not say anything out of turn.

Nonsense, he's the mayor!
If I say something wrong, do I still want to work here?

But to be honest, this mayor looks much more approachable than Rong Cheng.

With the mayor having spoken, Rong Cheng dared not voice any objections.

He immediately agreed with a smile.

"Alright, Director Zhang, I'll toast you three times!"

He said it so readily.

I felt incredibly strange inside.

It's natural that he was unhappy; he was the one who always drank with Director Zhang, not the other way around.
Don't they know their own status and Director Zhang's status?

But since Mayor Zou had spoken up, Rong Cheng had no choice but to swallow his anger.

Director Zhang was in a better mood. The dignified director of the Finance Bureau was drinking with him. This feeling... was like a dream.

She also knew that she was fortunate to have benefited from Bo Ye's influence.

What ability does he have to be friends with the mayor?

Only in dreams.

The two of them gulped it down.

After finishing his drink, Mayor Zou said with a smile, "I feel like I've seen all the people in this private room before."

"Director Zhang, are these all celebrities from the entertainment industry?"

Director Zhang nodded and said, "It's an artist."

She introduced him to Bai Yi and Jiang Ruan: "Bai Yi is a veteran actor in the entertainment industry, and Jiang Ruan is the female lead of our new drama. She is very young but has excellent acting skills."

Surprisingly, he actually guessed right.

Mayor Zou was taken aback. So this girl was an actress?
Tsk, with Bo Ye's personality, would he really let his woman act with another man?
I really didn’t expect it.

Everyone greeted Mayor Zou.

Mayor Zou smiled and said, "Hello, it's a pity I can't drink today, otherwise I would definitely have a drink with each of you."

Everyone quickly reassured him that he was alright and told him to take care of his health.

Mayor Zou then said, "Xiao Rong, everyone is so enthusiastic, it would be a shame not to drink. Why don't you toast with everyone for me?"

If Rong Cheng still couldn't tell something was wrong after hearing this, he would be truly dumbfounded.

He gritted his teeth; Mayor Zou was clearly targeting him.

But he was his superior, and besides, he needed Mayor Zou's approval to get a promotion in the future.
After weighing the pros and cons, Rong Cheng could only smile and say, "Alright, Mayor, I'll drink it for you."

Then he drank a drink with everyone present, one by one.

In the end, Rong Cheng couldn't even stand up straight.

"Xiao Rong, are you alright? If you really can't drink anymore, maybe you shouldn't?"

Mayor Zou said with a smile.

Rong Cheng, catching his breath, forced a smile: "It's alright, Mayor Zou, I'm fine."

Mayor Zou looked at Bo Ye, but the man didn't even glance at him, only lowering his eyes and playing with his wine glass.

I couldn't help but think to myself, "They're so fickle, forgetting all principles for the sake of beauty."

Mayor Zou and Bo Ye have been old friends for many years. Bo Ye is a very busy man, always seemingly busier than Mayor Zou himself.

I've tried to ask him out several times, but he won't agree.

Today was strange; Bo Ye actually took the initiative to ask him out and said he wanted to treat him to dinner.

Mayor Zou was initially quite pleased and immediately contacted someone to arrange the usual meeting place, but Bo Ye said he wouldn't go there today. So he brought him here instead.

"Come here, come here," but Bo Ye didn't drink alcohol today, so he insisted on drinking tea all night.

Mayor Zou was thoroughly drunk.

I wondered what was wrong with him; he was acting differently than usual. Something was off.

Mayor Zou only understood everything after receiving a phone call and Bo Ye saying a few words to him.

Did not expect ah did not expect.

Bo Ye actually stood up for someone, and it was a woman no less.

This made Mayor Zou even more curious about what the woman looked like.

But looking at Jiang Ruan, isn't she clearly just a little girl who hasn't even grown up yet?

He looks like a high school student.

I never expected Bo Ye to have this kind of taste.

This was indeed a bit unexpected for Mayor Zou.

Among the people in the room, Jiang Ruan didn't dare to speak openly to Bo Ye.

We can only pretend that we don't know anyone.

Suddenly remembering something, Rong Cheng stood up unsteadily, holding a glass of wine.

Looking at Bo Ye, who was dressed in a black suit and exuded a cool and aloof aura, Rong Cheng said, "Mr. Bo, I'd like to propose a toast to you."

"Would President Bo really refuse to even give me, Rong, this much face?"

Rong Cheng said coldly, with a forced smile.

Rongcheng still remembers what happened earlier.

He's known for holding grudges.

So what if he's the president of the Bo Group?

Still, they're still under government control, aren't they?
Rong Cheng took advantage of this and felt that he wouldn't dare to do anything to him, so his tone was unconsciously tough.

Unexpectedly, upon hearing his words, the man's slender fingers, which were lightly tapping on the table, suddenly stopped.

He glanced at her coldly, his tone indifferent: "So what if I give it to you? So what if I don't?"

"Is Director Rong's reputation that valuable?"

These words are blatant sarcasm.

Jiang Ruan's eyes lit up when she saw him face to face with Rong Cheng.

Bo Ye is so handsome!

Just give him a good talking to, no problem.

Damn it, I'm so angry at this old man.

Let him say those things about her.

Rong Cheng was already a bit drunk, and upon hearing this, his expression instantly changed: "What do you mean by that, President Bo?"

"I don't think I have any grudge against President Bo, do I? Why are you treating me like this!"

His hand holding the wine glass trembled with anger.

Throughout the entire capital, everyone fawns over him.

What gives Bo Ye the audacity to do this?

"It doesn't mean anything," Bo Ye said indifferently.

My fingertips tapped lightly on the tabletop, one tap after another, with a great sense of rhythm.

He had a perfectly straight back, but for some reason, he inexplicably gave off a lazy, unruly, and world-weary vibe, and a slightly sinister feeling.

"It was just a discussion with Director Rong."

"Director Rong is angry already?"

After saying that, Bo Ye chuckled, subtly provoking him: "You're supposed to be the director of the Finance Bureau. If you can't even handle this much, Director Rong might as well retire sooner."

"After all, I'm getting old and my tolerance is low."

"It's good to leave opportunities for young people."

"You!" Rong Cheng was so angry that his face turned pale.

He looked at Mayor Zou, his anger flaring, and said, "Mayor, you be the judge! Isn't what President Bo said a bit too much? I, Rong Cheng, have been in the bureau for so many years, and I've always acted with a clear conscience. When have I ever been spoken to like this!"

Seeing that Rongcheng had completely lost control of his emotions.

Mayor Zou, seeing the two of them subtly and overtly arguing, still had a smile on his face and tried to smooth things over: "Alright, it's fate that we're all together. Look at you two, why are you arguing?"

“You, Rong, are already so old. Why are you still arguing with him? If he wants to drink, he can drink; if he doesn’t want to, you can drink it yourself. Why do you have to make him give you face?”

"What, you're so concerned about saving face?"

"I have to put up with his temper, let alone you."

These words clearly indicate that Mayor Zou is on Bo Ye's side.

The implication in his words was that he was criticizing Rong Cheng.
They were all holding Bo Ye in their hands.

Even Mayor Zou has to put up with Bo Ye's temper; who does he think he is?

Under the influence of alcohol, Rong Cheng lost all sense of propriety and immediately retorted angrily, "So what? Even if he's the president of a leading company in Beijing, so what? A country has its laws, and a family has its rules. Bo Ye has no right to talk to me like that!"

"Don't even mention him, you have no right to talk to me like that!"

"So what if he's just a mayor? What's with all the swagger? I'm older than you, so what? Sooner or later, this position will belong to Rongcheng!"

Rong Cheng said.

It was as if no one here was worthy to be compared to him except himself.

However, no more than three seconds after he said that, as the effects of the alcohol wore off, Rong Cheng came to his senses, realized what he had said, and his face turned a deep shade of liver.

He cried out in alarm, "No, no, Mayor Zou, please let me explain!"

"I've had too much to drink, that's not what I meant,"

Rong Cheng didn't know what was wrong with him; he had just lost control of his emotions in an instant.

Mayor Zou's smile vanished completely. He stood up and sneered, "That's not what you meant? I think that's exactly what you meant. I'm not even dead yet, and you're already eyeing my position."

"Rongcheng, you're really great!"

"Humph!"

After saying that, Mayor Zou turned and left angrily.

Rong Cheng tried to chase after him, but his foot tripped over something.

He fell flat on his face.

A bloodcurdling scream, like that of a pig, rang out: "Ah—"

(End of this chapter)