"Hey, this idea is good, it's boring to drink, or is it more fun to say jokes. Changsheng, you can also say one," successfully echoed.

"I really don't understand this."

"Oh, Secretary Ding, being too modest is just pride. Why don't you do this? If you say it makes me laugh, how about I'll have a drink for you later?" Zhang Rui wasted Ding Changsheng tonight. Ding Changsheng was the first target of attack everywhere, and she didn't even let him go if she told a joke.

"Uh, Master Zhang said so, I will reluctantly say one," Ding Changsheng said in embarrassment.

"Okay, tell me quickly, I'll pour you a cup of tea to moisten your throat first." Zhang Rui picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Ding Changsheng. Ke Zihua's eyes narrowed, thinking, if this woman goes crazy, no one can stop her. I hope Ding Changsheng can fall in love with you.

So everyone looked at Ding Changsheng, waited for him to take a sip of tea and started talking.

"This is a joke I heard when I was in the Provincial Commission for Discipline Inspection. It said that the municipal government completed a project and had a lot of money left. So everyone held a meeting to raise their hands to vote. How to spend the money? In the end, the question focused on whether to use the money to improve the teaching environment in primary and secondary schools or the prison environment. Everyone argued endlessly, but it made sense. In the end, the old Standing Committee member said something, "Are you guys still going to primary and secondary schools in this life?" So everyone agreed to improve the prison environment." Ding Changsheng did not laugh when he said it, and the others looked at each other, especially Zhang Rui, who didn't know how to take on this matter.

"Look, I'll just say it. I don't know any jokes, you have to let me tell you." Ding Changsheng saw that everyone was full of virtue, so he called out.

The bar is a bar, and it will not fail because of a joke about Ding Changsheng. Moreover, no one of the people present is a human being, so this matter soon passed. In the end, Ding Changsheng drank the most, and the three of them joined together to get him, so how could they still get drunk?

Ding Changsheng didn't drive when he came. When he left, he was riding in Zhang Rui's car. When Zhang Rui got into the car, she looked at Chenggong and saw Chenggong nodding and waved her hand. This time, she might never go back to the past.

While driving, Zhang Rui looked at Ding Changsheng who had been sleeping soundly in the back seat, feeling helpless, but she understood that tonight was the best opportunity, so she gritted her teeth and drove towards her villa in the suburbs.

The summer night was very quiet. After Zhang Rui drove into her villa, she did not rush to drag Ding Changsheng into her house. Instead, she parked the car, sat down on the steps at the door, took out a box of cigarettes from her handbag, lit one, and took a deep breath.

She felt very conflicted. Although she was a successful mistress, she was his only man in her life except for her husband. But now, is there another man in her life?

If you take this step, will you still have a way back?

She turned on her cell phone and called her home because at this time, there was still someone waiting for her at home. Although she was secretly doing something successful, there was no airtight wall in the world, so she didn't know if her man knew about this, or if she knew about it, she pretended not to know.

"Hey, haven't been asleep yet?" Zhang Rui asked with a puff of cigarette.

"When you are waiting for you, will you come back?" Zhang Rui's husband asked gently on the phone.

"I work overtime and won't go back tonight." Zhang Rui lied.

"Oh, then you should pay attention to your health. Also, Ruirui, you are the master. You don't have to do anything yourself. Don't be tired of yourself." Zhang Rui's husband said considerately.

"I know, you go to bed first." Zhang Rui said upset.

There is no need to do everything yourself. Yes, I am a leader, I don’t need to do everything myself, but how can I not do everything yourself? Thinking of this, Zhang Rui’s tears suddenly came down. Her husband heard her impatientness, said goodbye and hung up the phone.

In fact, he all understood what the so-called overtime meant. This kind of thing has been like this for several years. As Zhang Rui worked overtime more and more, her speed was getting faster and faster. She thought she didn't know those things, but in fact she knew them, but what could that happen? He clearly remembered that he was tied to a cave by several people. There, he felt the smell of death. The darkness and fear brought by death made him shudder when he thinks about it now. Since then, he never dared to care about his wife anymore. He even rarely touched his wife since then, because he didn't want to die, and he dared not offend people he couldn't afford to offend.

On the top of the Cherry Blossom Club, there is a quiet starry sky above your head. Ke Zihua and Chenggong were sitting opposite each other, drinking tea.

"Huazi, what did you say that Ding Changsheng's joke tonight mean? Or what did he want to say?"

"This is hard to say, but I understand it as a warning to us. He is the rhythm of sending us to prison." Ke Zihua said lightly. I don't know when, since then, Ke Zihua never said good things about Ding Changsheng again in the face of success.

"Is it so serious?" Success said unmoved.

"It doesn't matter whether it is so serious or not. What's important is that we must let him know that some things cannot be done, some people cannot be offended. The country and the government are not from his Ding Changsheng's family, so don't do things that force themselves, otherwise..."

Although Ke Zihua didn't continue, Chenggong knew that Ke Zihua's disgust towards Ding Changsheng could not be changed, which made Chenggong very distressed and worried that Ke Zihua's irrationality would make his careful layout fail. The biggest difference between Ke Zihua's success is that Ke Zihua advocates violence, while Chenggong prefers to do things with his brain. Ke Zihua has not learned this yet.

Ding Changsheng was dragged into the villa by Zhang Rui, but when he dragged it to the sofa in the living room, he could no longer drag it. He sat on the carpet and gasped.

"I can't tell that this kid is really dead," Zhang Rui said to herself.

But the problem was far from being solved by carrying it here. Zhang Rui looked at the curtains she was pulling, but this was the living room. Is it really necessary to be here? Zhang Rui blushed when she thought of this. And looking at Ding Changsheng who was sleeping soundly, what could she do with such a look?
Chapter completed!