Evening.
Dong Xuebin had dinner with Secretary Meng at the hotel. Meng Rui had come with his wife and child, and in the end, several County Party Committee Standing Committee Members from Meng's faction also showed up, such as Minister of Organization Department Liao Haiwei and Director of the County Party Committee Office Jiang Hai. They had all come to see Dong Xuebin off. Ever since Dong Xuebin and Meng Rui had buried the hatchet with a smile that afternoon, Dong Xuebin no longer held such strong opinions about Secretary Meng and the Meng faction. He was about to be transferred away, and his heart was unusually calm. Even his former political rivals now seemed a little more pleasant to look at. Meng Rui was still Meng Rui, Jiang Hai was still Jiang Hai, but Dong Xuebin's mindset toward people had changed, so the way they felt to him had changed as well.
"Come on, County Chief Dong, let's have a drink."
"Alright. Secretary Meng, here's to you. I'll drink first as a sign of respect."
"Hehe, I hear you can really hold your liquor. Drink a little more today."
"Sure thing. Minister Liao, Director Jiang, let's have one too."
"County Chief Dong, your future is limitless. I wish you smooth sailing and steady promotion."
"Then I'll borrow Minister Liao's good words. Oh, right, I won't be here for many more days, and I still have quite a bit of tea at home. Don't you especially love tea? I'll bring some over for you later."
"Alright, then I won't stand on ceremony with you."
"County Chief Dong, Old Liao, you've been holding those glasses up forever. Bottoms up."
"Alright, alright, drink first. Hahaha, cheers, cheers."
"Sister-in-law, I haven't toasted you yet. You can just drink tea; I'll finish mine."
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