<h4>Chapter 60: Chapter 54: Rong Cheng Got Set Up (Part 2)</h4>


    Then he drank a ss with everyone present one by one.


    By the end, Rong Cheng couldn’t even stand steadily.


    "Xiao Rong, are you alright? If you really can’t handle it, maybe you should stop drinking?"


    Mayor Zou said with a cheerful smile.


    Rong Cheng steadied himself and forced a smile: "It’s okay, Mayor Zou, I’m alright."


    Mayor Zou looked at Bao Ye, but the man didn’t even nce at him, just yed with his wine ss with his eyes downcast.


    He couldn’t help but grumble internally, so much for friendship.


    Mayor Zou and Bao Ye have been old friends for years; Bao Ye is a very busy man, always so busy that he seemed even busier than the mayor.


    He tried to arrange meetings with Bao Ye several times but failed.


    Today was quite a surprise; Bao Ye actually took the initiative to invite him for a meal.


    Mayor Zou was initially quite happy and immediately contacted people to arrange their old ce, but Bao Ye said he wasn’t going there today.


    And then he brought him here.


    Coming here was fine, but Bao Ye didn’t drink today; he kept him drinking tea all night.


    Gave Mayor Zou quite a difficult time.


    He wondered what was wrong with Bao Ye, acting differently from usual, something was off.


    Until he received a phone call, Bao Ye said a few words to him, and Mayor Zou then fully understood.


    Unexpected, truly unexpected.


    Even Bao Ye has a day of backing up someone else, and it’s actually a woman.


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


    But looking at Jiang Ruan, she was clearly just a little girl who hadn’t grown up properly, right??


    She looked like a high school student.


    Really didn’t expect Bao Ye to be into this type.


    This indeed was quite surprising for Mayor Zou.


    In a room full of people, Jiang Ruan didn’t dare to openly speak to Bao Ye.


    She could only pretend that they didn’t know each other.


    Suddenly thinking of something, Rong Cheng swayed as he stood up with a ss of wine.


    Looking at Bao Ye, who was wearing a ck suit and exuding a cool aura, Rong Cheng said, "Mr. Bao, I propose a toast to you."


    "Mr. Bao won’t even give me, Rong Cheng, this small face, right?"


    Rong Cheng said coldly with a sneering smile.


    He still remembered what happened earlier.


    He is famously known for holding grudges.


    So what if he’s the CEO of Bao Group.


    He’s still under government control, isn’t he?


    Rong Cheng relied on this and felt that Bao Ye wouldn’t dare do anything to him, so his tone was unconsciously tough.


    Unexpectedly, hearing his words, the man stopped his elegantly tapping fingers on the table.


    With cold eyes ncing over, Bao Ye said vaguely, "What happens if I give you face? What happens if I don’t give you face?"


    "Is Director Rong’s face very valuable?"


    Those words were already a tant mockery.


    Seeing him directly confront Rong Cheng, Jiang Ruan’s eyes were bright.


    Bao Ye was so cool ahhhhh.


    Just like that, fiercely confronting him, no problem at all.


    Damn it, that old bastard would be furious.


    For him making those remarks about her earlier.


    Rong Cheng, who had drunk too much to begin with, suddenly changed expression upon hearing these words: "Mr. Bao, what do you mean by that?"


    "I don’t remember having any conflict with Mr. Bao, so what gives you this attitude towards me?"


    The hand holding the wine ss trembled with anger.


    In all of Beijing, who doesn’t tter him?


    What gives Bao Ye the courage to act this way?


    "No particr meaning." Bao Ye’s tone was calm.


    His fingertips tapped lightly on the table, one after another, with a strong sense of rhythm.


    His posture was perfectly straight, yet somehow he gave off azy and indifferent nihilistic vibe, a mischievous illusion.


    "Just discussing with Director Rong, that’s all."


    "Director Rong is upset already?"


    After speaking, Bao Ye chuckled, seemingly deliberately provoking him: "Come on, you’re the Director of the Finance Bureau; if you can’t even handle thesements, Director Rong might as well retire early."


    "After all, at your age, tolerance lowers."


    "And it would be good to leave opportunities for the young."


    "You!" Rong Cheng’s pale face was filled with anger.


    He looked at Mayor Zou and said indignantly: "Mayor, please judge for me if Mr. Bao’s words are a bit too much? I’ve been honest in my work here for many years; when have I been spoken to like this!"


    Seeing Rong Chengpletely losing hisposure.


    Mayor Zou watched the two openly and secretly, still smiling as he tried to smooth things over: "Alright, fate brought us together; look at you two, why are you arguing?"


    "It’s the same with you, Xiao Rong, you’re much older now; why do you care so much? If he wants to drink, let him, if not, drink by yourself, why insist on getting his respect."


    "Why, is it just this bit of respect youck?"


    "His temper I have to tolerate, let alone you."


    These words clearly showed Mayor Zou was siding with Bao Ye,


    ming Rong Cheng throughout,


    Praising Bao Ye.


    Even Mayor Zou has to tolerate Bao Ye’s temper; who does Rong Cheng think he is?


    Alcohol clouding his thoughts, Rong Cheng couldn’t see the asion clearly and immediately retorted angrily: "So what, even if he’s the head of the leading enterprise in Beijing, what’s the big deal? There arews for countries and rules for families; Bao Ye has no right to speak to me like this!"


    "Not just him, even you don’t have the right to speak to me this way!"


    "Isn’t he just a mayor? Who does he think he is? I’m older than you; so what? Someday this position will still be mine, Rong Cheng’s!"


    Rong Cheng stated.


    As if apart from himself, no one here deserved topare with him.


    However, not even three seconds after the words were spoken, as the alcohol quickly subsided, Rong Cheng realized what he had said and turned his face to the color of liver.


    He panicked: "No, it’s not, Mayor Zou, let me exin!"


    "I’ve drunk too much; I didn’t mean it,"


    Rong Cheng didn’t know what was wrong with him, in an instant hepletely lost control of his emotions.


    Mayor Zou’s smiling facepletely vanished; he stood up and sneered coldly: "Didn’t mean it? I think you did mean it; I haven’t died yet, but you’re already eyeing my position."


    "Rong Cheng, you’re really something!"


    "Hmph!"


    With those words, Mayor Zou turned around and left in anger.


    Rong Cheng wanted to catch up but happened to trip over something.


    He fell t on his face.


    A pig-like scream echoed: "Ah—"