Chapter 376: Chapter 376

"I was born and raised in Hai Province; I don’t have acquaintances in Tianhai."

Zhang Bin laughed self-deprecatingly and shook his head, then looked towards Chen Wenwu and the others singing and drinking, paused for a moment, and spoke again: "President Li, do you look down on people like me?"

Hearing this, Li Jing looked at him in confusion.

Zhang Bin took a sip of his drink, the flush from earlier when he was with Chen Wenwu was gone. Instead, he seemed conflicted and complicated: "As a cadre who’s mixed with businessmen, do you find me distasteful?"

Li Jing furrowed his brows slightly, not understanding what he meant, but still shook his head and said: "Everyone has their own path, I don’t have any opinion about Section Chief Zhang."

"It seems President Li is still saving face for me."

Zhang Bin smiled and shook his head, his face flushed, and he reeked of alcohol, obviously drunk.

"To be honest, I actually look down on myself. I feel I shouldn’t be doing this, but..."

Zhang Bin paused for a moment, gripping his glass slightly tighter, staring at the liquid in the glass, he said in a low voice: "But I have no choice. My mother is seriously ill, and my father’s health is poor.

If it weren’t for these bosses, I wouldn’t even have money to treat my mother."

As he spoke, he stared into Li Jing’s eyes: "President Li, do you think it’s wrong for me to do this for filial piety and my parents?"

Smelling the alcohol on him, Li Jing’s brow furrowed gradually: "Section Chief Zhang, you’re drunk, you should rest."

"Drunk? I’m not drunk."

Zhang Bin shook his head, his eyes gradually firmed: "In my eyes, there are no clean or corrupt officials in this world, only officials who can get things done, and those who can’t.

I approved their administrative applications because they met the requirements, it just sped up the process a bit..."

"Section Chief Zhang, what secrets are you and President Li chatting about? It’s time to sing!"

At this moment, a boss at the other end of the room laughed and called out with a microphone.

Hearing this, Zhang Bin turned his head, laughed and replied, then continued whispering to Li Jing: "President Li, I know you’ve cooperated with the disciplinary committee in Tianhai to catch quite a few people. Do you think at my level... there will be problems?"

Hearing this, Li Jing finally understood why he was saying these things to him.

Firstly, Zhang Bin was obviously drunk. Secondly, it’s because he’s heard of his deeds and wants to probe for some insight to reassure himself.

Li Jing calmly looked at him and said: "Section Chief Zhang, I’m just a tourist here, I don’t know anything about this place, nor do I have any opinions about you."

Upon hearing these words, Zhang Bin stared into Li Jing’s eyes for a long time, finally speaking softly: "President Li, I’m sorry, I drank too much."

Having said that, he turned and walked toward Chen Wenwu and others to start singing together.

Watching Zhang Bin singing loudly in the room, Li Jing felt a sense of contradiction in him, a denial and hesitation about his own actions.

A moment later, Chen Wenwu called over a server who arranged seven or eight hostesses in the room, all dressed provocatively, with alluring figures.

Several bosses were intoxicated by this, while Li Jing saw Zhang Bin express that he drank too much and asked Chen Wenwu to send someone to take him home.

Seeing Li Jing watching, after sending Zhang Bin away, Chen Wenwu turned back and explained with a smile: "Old Zhang is , always drinking a bit and singing before going home, never joining the later part of the night.

We always joke that he’s whipped, that’s why he’s afraid of his wife."

Hearing this, Li Jing thought of Zhang Bin’s earlier self-conflicted emotions, not responding to Chen Wenwu’s words.

Seeing that they were about to arrange two hostesses for him, Li Jing gestured his refusal: "President Chen, there’s no need for me. I have plans to go out tomorrow, so I won’t stay late tonight."

It’s not that Li Jing isn’t interested in women, but he isn’t interested in the women from this nightclub.

In the past, he hadn’t encountered many women and might not have resisted. But over the past year, having met many, he lost interest in these hostesses.

Whenever he thought about how these women might have been flirting and being affectionate with other men not long ago, Li Jing didn’t want to touch them.

Especially when faced with their feigned affection, Li Jing wasn’t in the mood to play along with them.

Originally, Chen Wenwu planned to persuade him a bit more, but couldn’t withstand Li Jing’s insistence, and ultimately let him leave.

Stepping out of the nightclub, Li Jing stood outside in the night breeze, feeling much clearer.

Even though he had drunk quite a lot earlier, possibly due to his improved constitution, his alcohol tolerance was now excellent, so after this drinking session, he felt only slightly warm.

Then, he heard his phone vibrate, and upon checking, it was a message from Zhang Bin.

"President Li, I’m sorry, just treat what I said before as never spoken, I drank too much."

After reading this message, Li Jing knew Zhang Bin probably regretted speaking to him like that, and then he received another message from him. The rıghtful source is 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩·𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖·𝘯𝘦𝘵

"By the way, if you want to have fun in Hai Province, you can find Huang Qin, she has lots of channels and resources. If you’re uncomfortable asking, I can help you."

Li Jing was slightly surprised, not expecting even Zhang Bin to recommend Huang Qin, apparently she had a lot of resources in the tourism and entertainment industry, so he replied: "Don’t worry, I didn’t hear anything tonight."

Moments later, Zhang Bin replied with a simple "Thanks."

"Zhang Bin really is a contradictory person."

Li Jing shook his head and then caught a very strong whiff of perfume.

A group of gaudy women walked past him, each dressed scantily, their white thighs swaying beneath their skirts.

Seeing this group of women, perhaps due to the alcohol, Li Jing felt an odd restlessness inside.

However, he could guess the identity of these women who had just come out of the nightclub and had no plans to chat them up; instead, the image of Sophie from daytime emerged in his mind.